AN: I really have no right to start a new fiction, but this hit me and I started writing so... Please review and let me know what you think. Yes, I know the first chapter is short, but the other chapters are longer, I swear!

I don't own anything except my OCs and maybe the plot. Most of it belongs to whoever owns Predator/Predators.

There may or may not be Human/Predator relationships. Romantic ones, I mean. There will be Human/Predator ally-ships. Like in AVP

Renamed. My brother suddenly realized this story had a title and chastised me most bitterly... with his eyebrows.

Demons And Angels

RDG

Chapter 1

Best Friends… Forever?

Dagmar's POV

The first time I had ever met Niki, I had been knocked out of a tree. I was climbing the tree and having some trouble on account of my small stature and scrawniness when a mean 5th grader threw a rock at me, making me lose my balance and knocking me into unconsciousness.

When I came to, the 5th grader had dirt smudged into his clothes and skin; bruises and cuts like you wouldn't believe, too. A short but broad-shouldered girl had driven him to the ground and let him have it. Her chocolate-colored fists were bruised from the beating she had given him, her wiry, thick hair sticking out in all directions. Her golden eyes were fiery with a rage I couldn't understand.

She was suspended from school for three days. When she came back, I was waiting, with a special treat. Well, to me it was special. I had been given a package of kit-kats for lunch. When I saw her at the lunch cafeteria, I gathered what sparse courage I had at the time and sat with her. I handed her a kit-kat, which she took and ate. I never left her side after that… or she never left mine. It's hard to say which.

We were both in 3rd grade at the time.

So now, as I find myself hurtling through the air, looking around frantically as the air rushes past me, I have to wonder…

Where the hell is Niki?

As I hurtle past clouds and tumble through the atmosphere, I come to my senses (in more ways then one) and find that there's a parachute on my back. I pulled the release with a grunt.

Good. Now... Big trees below me... This is going to hurt...

The parachute slowed my fall enough for me to survive crashing through the thickest, hardest branches I have ever felt. I screamed as I felt both my shoulders pop out of joint, as I spin out of control and bang into a tree-trunk.

I finally come to a jerking stop, groaning as I hang, suspended several feet up in a tree. I sigh with relief… until the branch starts cracking.

Shit.

Please review and let me know if this is worth updating!