Disclaimer: I don't own either the aliens or the Predators, I don't own The Killer or Machete, I own the original characters.

Prologue

"Just a little further," Michael said, "That resin a few yards back is our sign that there's something here."

All his Life Michael had wanted to meet alien life forms, this was his big chance; a ship had crash landed in the jungles of Venezuela and Michael was desperate to find it, no matter what the cost; he had brought fifty men with him to find the ship take any alien equipment, and capture any surviving creatures then head back to the lab of First Contact inc. Michael Davis is the CEO of First Contact, his curiosity about aliens began when he heard of Area 51 and the crash landing in Roswell only when he was eight; Michael was a very handsome man and very smart, He was the first to create First Contact now he has finally found something extraterrestrial.

"Come on Mike, can't we rest, we've been walkin' for five hours." Marcus said.

Marcus was Michael's best friend since Kindergarten, Marcus always protected Michael, let it be from bullies, PETA members, or all around thugs. Marcus had a rough childhood even in his teenage years no one cut him any slack not even his pot smoking mother. When Marcus finally snapped he seriously injured six gang bangers from opposing gangs. He would've been sentenced but Michael offered to watch Marcus and have him work for him, Marcus then became Michael's Bodyguard.

"Alright, everyone you've got half hour break than we head to the crash site." Michael said in response to Marcus' question.

"Hey Marcus, I'm going to take a leak," one researcher said.

"Stay by the path though as you take it, we're not having any Lost World: Jurassic Park shit happening here." Marcus replied.

"I won't be long." The researcher said.

The researcher was a scruffy looking fellow, he wore the average camper attire but with some lab gear attached. He found the closest tree by the path and took his leak, all of a sudden bustling in the near by bushes, the researcher zipped up and began to look in the bushes to find a spider like creature but with a tail instead of a thorax, it had no eyes and was more flesh colored than the actual spiders that live in Venezuela; the creature jumped at the researcher grabbing hold of his face, the researcher then went into a comatose state.

An hour later Marcus was looking for the researcher asking, "Hey, has any of you seen Tyler, he's missing."

"No sir," one man said.

"He's probably taking a piss; maybe he has a urinary infection or something."

"If that was the case then he would've been grunting in pain or something." Marcus replied.

"Sir, Tyler's over here." A soldier said."

Tyler looked pale and was sweating, not from the humidity but from something else, something extraterrestrial. "Tyler, you think you can make it," Marcus asks.

"Yeah, I can make it, no problem." Tyler answers.

All of a sudden he begins to cough up blood, his chest begins to burst he begins to yell in agony, every one surrounds him trying to help in any way they can, the throbbing in his chest got even more violent then a little creature bust out of his chest and shrieked at its audience as everyone was amazed and terrified Michael who was up front heard the shrieking Michael then said, "Catch the damn thing!"

The men scrambled to capture it as it slithered away quickly into the forest, Michael looked at Tyler's corpse and asked, "What happened, did he stray off the path?"

"No, he went to take a leak and an hour later he came back and then that thing popped out of him." Marcus answered.

"Well the thing couldn't have gotten far, but our objective is to get to the crash site lets go."

The group went back to hiking towards the crash site the closer they got more of the black resin began to show up, "Mike, this place looks like a…a…a fucking hive!" Marcus said.

"This is the crash site I guess; find any equipment and any surviving creatures."

"You heard him, spread out find anything that First Contact can use." Marcus said.

The group had spread out searching for the technology or survivors, Marcus himself searched for the dead creatures and steal whatever weapons it had, Marcus searched the ground and instead of finding a dead creature he found one only half dead it was a fit creature bleeding green blood, and wearing some type of mask, it had dread locks with its reddish brown skin. "Hey Mike, I've got a survivor!"

Michael ran to Marcus looking at the creature, "Well let's get her up."

"Her?" Marcus asked.

"Yeah 'her', this creature is a female because from the look of it the dead one over there was bigger than this one." Michael explained.

"Alright Mike." Marcus said.

Then on a short wave radio gun fire and shrieking could be heard, "Jesus Christ there's a bunch of these things, what the fuck?! Get away from me, no, no, AHHHHHHH!!!!!"

Marcus, holding the female creature began to talk on the short wave radio, "Hey what the hell is going on down there?!"

"Sir these things, they really resemble the dead creatures, except they look like that thing that came out of Tyler, get Mr. Davis out of here, quickly!"

Behind Michael was the Alien creature that was described on the radio, Michael turned around just in time and shot the creature five times, on the fifth time its blood splattered on Michael's face the blood burned like acid, Michael's face was burned his left eye had also been changed by the acid instead of blue it turned yellow.

"Mike we are getting the fuck out of here!" Marcus said.

"Let's get out of here, ah damn it that damn thing what the hell was it." Mike replied.

"This is agent Marcus we need evac. now!"

"Roger that agent Marcus what is your situation?"

"The whole fucking team was slaughtered; we have a specimen; Mr. Davis is badly burned we need you down here now!" Marcus answered.

"We are ten minutes into the jungle, we'll be there."

"I'll fire the flare." Marcus said.

"Roger."

The aliens crept out of the ship wreck looking at their three soon-to-be hosts, they bore their teeth, the two hybrid aliens moved through the group of drones, they began to roar, they sounded like their hosts and their fellow drones combined, their mandibles moved outwards as they roared the command to take the three. Marcus put the flare gun up in the air and fired. The Chopper made it in less than 25 minutes, a ladder was then dropped.

Mike climbed up first, then Marcus with the half dead hunter on his shoulder, Michael then sat down, Marcus set down the hunter and cut the ladder so none of the aliens could climb.

The Chopper flew away towards the First Contact building in Arizona. Ten hours later the Chopper landed on top of the building medics and doctors ran to the chopper putting Michael on one stretcher and putting the creature on another, "She's a beautiful specimen, too bad she's going under the scalpel."

"No she's not, take all the equipment off of her and get her back to good health." Marcus said.

"Marcus, I need you to find the best damn mercenaries you can find, we need some help with those things." Michael said.

"I'll get right on it Mike." Marcus said.