This is my first Alien/Predator fic. I might not be too good at it. Anyway, this fic is about a dream I once had.



The Xenomorphs took us by suprise. We had no chance. The defenses were taken out, the doors opened of their own free will, and worst of all, my entire squad was slaughtered before my eyes.
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"DAMMIT! What the hell do you people want?" I yelled at the senior officer.

"We want you to go back down there and eradicate the nest of Xenomorphs." The officer raises his hand to stop any further arguments, "You're going down with a squad of forty. We have dealt with these creatures before and we know there power."

I raise my left eyebrow, "And if I refuse?"

The officer chuckles a little, "You can't refuse."

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I think to myself, So, here I am. Sitting in this hell hole waiting to be slaughtered by some damn fucking aliens. My squad is with me, but they're no help. I don't think a single one of them has seen the destructive power one of these things has. Well, they're about to get a crash course from hell! Out loud I yell, "Alright, assholes! Listen up! We are here to eliminate an Alien nest! You got that?"

Hodge, a new recruit, untested on the battlefield, is very up and spunky. I hate spunk. "Hey, Sarge. When the hell do we get to nuke some of those Alien ass's?" Him and the rest burst out laughing.

I look at all of them seriously, "We kill them on sight. As soon as we secure a section of the base, we begin the hunt. First, Hodge and Smith. You two get us in. You know your stuff." Those two are the best mechanical wiz's in the known univers. If they can't get us in, no one can.

Both of them look at me and nod. They then run to the blast doors of my former base. The base I used to call home. They get up to the door and unlatch the lock. I raise my hand and signal for two groups of three to get in front of the door and take out anything not human.

Hodge and Smith get the doors open without trouble. As soon as the doors are open, a swarm of Xenomorphs leap out looking confused, if an Alien can look confused. My groups open fire and we enter the base leaving seven dead carcass's behind.

"Hodge, shut the door!" I order.

Hodge immediately moves to obey and gets the door shut with even less difficulty than getting it open. He has a stupid grin on his face. "Okay, ladies, we're in hostile territory. Keep your gaurd up. Smith, Frahn, and Seris, motion trackers out."

They follow the orders quickly. We start our treck to find the command room. "Sarge?" Frahn, sounding very scared.

"What is it?" Slightly anxious.

"We got bugs up ahead. Lots of them damn things. I'm getting around fifty, maybe more."

I turn to Smith and Seris. "You picking this up too?" They both nod.

My mind starts racing, We haven't even gotten ten feet into the complex. How the hell do they know we're here? I start to panic, but get back under control quickly. Out loud, "Alright, I want five squades. Move people!"

They move with the discipline of a group who has seen MANY battles. This suprises me. The five squads spread out and prepare themselves for an attack from the front.

Seris starts yelling, "DAMMIT! Sarge! There's something else here too! I can't see them, but there in our formation!"

Ahhh, fuck. I look around hoping that I might be able to see something. I was wrong. "Seris, keep a track on the new additions. Frahn, where are the bugs?"

Seris is looking around frantically, "They should be right on top of us! But they're gone..." She stares at her tracker for a minute, disbelieving.

I look around confused. "We move! Find that command room!" All the marines start searching up and down, in and out of each room.

Twenty minutes of searching and we finally find the damn thing. "Looks like there was a fight here, Sarge." Smith looks around like a frightened child. I step into the room and examine the carnage before me. Dead bodies, human and Xenomorph alike, litter the floor, walls, and chairs. I have to step around pools of blood that are beginning to stagnate. A few of the marines are emptying there stomachs in the hallway. They should have been prepared for this.

"Find the complex blue prints. We need to find this nest." As soon as I finish, six marines start searching for the plans. After a few minutes they come back and bring the plans up on the viewer in the middle of the room.

I look at them for minute, "We are here," I point at a spot on the plans, "we need to get..." I point at another place on the map near the power, "here." I look up at Smith. "Find us a way there."

Smith nods grimly and starts plotting a path. I turn away and start searching through the random junk that lies on the floor. Smith calls me back to the screen and shows me the path. "Alright. We leave now. We kill the Queen and we get out."

The others all nod agreement and form up in the hall outside the room. We begin our march to the area just outside of the power core. A few minutes of marching bring us upon another battle scene and the beginnings of the bug nest. All of the marines are apprehensive about going in. They are having second thoughts. That's good.

A few minutes later, we come upon the actual nest. Dead bodies line the walls. Some are still alive, but will be dead soon. Nothing we can do to save them. We save them the misery and pain. We shoot them all.

Most of the marines are now very upset and frightened. We keep going deeper into the nest with no incident. I halt the squads. Seris comes forward, "This is fucking weird. I haven't picked up anything on the tracker since the incident at the door."

"We keep going, but keep an eye out for our invisible friends." We start off again without incident. We pass under many overhangs and tunnels filled with water. A long walk filled with nothing but apprehension is taken by my squad.

We reach the actual nest without incident. We are all REALLY fucking scared. Seris looks up at me, "We have movement. In EVERY direction." She begins to freak out. "We're all gonna die...we're all gonna die...we're all gonna die..." She repeats it like a mantra.

At about this time, I don't disagree. From out of the shadows step about thirty drones. Smith has finally cracks, "We're fucked..." I don't disagree with that either.

"OPEN FIRE!!!" Shots are being fired all around me now. Bugs and marines alike are dropping like flies. I shoot a bug in the chest killing it. My shotgun, fully loaded. I take pop shots at anything not human. I never realized the implications of that decision. Standing in the shadows behind us is a being that can apparently become invisible at will.

I open fire at the new creature and immediately regret doing so. The creature reaches out and grabs Smith and places him as a shield against my fire. I shoot Smith three times before I realize what happened. The creature, now with metal claws extended, leaps over to me in a single bound. I'm awestruck by the sheer power of this creature.

The creature lands in front of me. All time seems to have slowed to a snails crawl. The creature, clad in a mesh shirt, skulls of strange species at its waist, a mask on its face, a cannon on its shoulder firing at random, the sparkling claws coming for me. I feel a faint prick and then nothing. I hear the screams of my commrades as they realize thier deaths.

The world begins to spin and blackness begins to creep into my vision. I can no longer see. I suddenly feel warm. And the black consumes me.



I hope you like this story about a dream I had. And yes, I was the Sarge in my dream. If you guys want more just let me know. Email me at: Elestri_Daklest@hotmail.com