Author Note: I do not own Predators. This is a little one-shot/backstory thing that goes along with the main character of Predator: Apocalypse. Not exactly a prequel, but it explains why the main character, Paya-sain'ja was in a coma when she was found on Earth. I've been meaning to do something like this for a while but never really got around to it. So, anyways enjoy! One last thing, I've signed on as a Betareader, so feel free to ask me for help on any story you've got. Except Twilight stories. Please and no offense to those who like Twilight. Note: narrated by Paya-sain'ja. This takes place after Predator: Apocalypse and before Alliance of the Gods.

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With all the training and cure chaos I went through, I never really thought about why I was in a coma when Bakuub and his hunters found me on N'ithya. I guess I had bigger things to worry about. Now that things have died down a little, I'm beginning to wonder.

At first, I had no recollection of what happened. I only remember life before I woke up on the yautja ship, and the memories of after I finally came out of my coma. There's no in-between.

Now, though, if I concentrate hard enough...I can get a fuzzy image. Not enough to get a sense of what really happened. I was a little nervous about it, but I asked Guan-nrak'ytara for help when I saw her.

"What is troubling you, Paya-sain'ja?" she asked.

They don't always answer, but I can call for a god in my mind. I've gotten good at it but it works better when I'm asleep and it usually gives me a headache if I concentrate too hard.

"I've been wondering what happened to put me in a coma," I said slowly. "I know you probably have better things to do, but I was wondering if you could help me. I've got amnesia or something..."

She smiled at me in her alien way. "Of course I can help. I'm not too busy at the moment. Just relax and I will help you unlock the memory."

I closed my eyes and willed my body to relax. I was awake, but alone in my room. It was quiet and I felt at home in my quarters, so it was easy to relax.

"Are you ready?" Guan-nrak'ytara asked.

"Yes," I replied.

An image, my missing memory, filled my mind...

It was winter. My family and I were on a car ride, one that usually lasted about an hour and a half. We'd spent the night at my grandmother's house and were now driving back to Omaha from Sioux City, where she lived.

Most of the trip was uneventful. However, half an hour away from Omaha, a blizzard struck. With snow blinding us, we couldn't see more than a few feet in front of us and the roads were icy. My dad drove slowly, carefully, while my mom remained tense and worried in the passenger seat. I was on the left side, right next to the window. Next to me was my brother, with our two sisters beside him.

I looked out the window at the snowy winds. I didn't show it, but I was scared. I was just as worried as my mom.

At the next rest stop, we all got out of the car and went inside the building. I didn't need to use the restroom, so I stood by the doors, looking out into the storm.

Soon enough, we all got back into our car and started to pull out.

That's when all Hell broke loose.

An out-of-control semitruck slammed into the left side of the car, directly into me. I remember feeling immense pain all over my body. I heard screams and felt the car being pushed along the icy parking lot before blacking out.

And when I awoke, I was on an alien ship with no memory of the crash.

My eyes snapped open. I was sweating, gasping for air. I'd been hit head-on by a semitruck! And I'd survived!

"Paya-sain'ja!" said Guan-nrak'ytara. "Are you okay?"

I fought to control my harsh breathing. "I...I'm fine."

She didn't seem convinced. "Maybe it was a good thing you didn't remember. It seems like a traumatic expirience."

"You could say that," I replied. "Thank you, Guan-nrak'ytara."

"Of course," she said. She didn't seem pleased by the results, though. "You should try and get some rest," she suggested before leaving my mind.

I knew she was only being concerned, but rest? I was afraid I'd have nightmares about getting hit by a truck.

After all that you've been through, you're going to be scared of a mere memory?

I jumped at the voice in my head. It was, unmistakably, Kayana. She rarely spoke to me. I wondered why she chose now to start.

"I..." I began but she cut me off.

You calmly woke on an alien ship. You were hardly surprised at meeting a goddess in your dreams. You discovered your races demise, trained to fight, killed a hybrid, and adapted to a new culture with hardly any fear. Not to mention, you also faced having to save your entire race. And now, you're going to let an insignificant memory torment you?

I realized she was right. I couldn't allow this to get me down. It was a weakness I couldn't afford to have. "Thank you," I said gratefully. She'd never helped me before, but I was glad she did now.

She didn't reply. I guess she'd said all she needed to.

I surprised myself by smiling. Leave it to Kayana to put things in perspective. Now that I knew how I'd been in a coma, I could get on with my life.

After all, I'd been through more than a car crash since meeting the yautja.

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Please review! Hope you liked this little one-shot. And don't forget to read Predator: Apocalypse and be on the lookout for Alliance of the Gods! :D