This is a Predator x reader story which takes place after the attack on earth in AVP 2: Requiem. You're a soldier who has joined a elite military special tasks group, called the Xenomorph Task force, XMTF for short. Your team is operating out in a vast amazonian forest in South America, where an important base was stationed.

AVP 2 wasn't my favorite alien movie of all time, but I did like the effects and the designs of the Yauja and Xenomorphs. This is gonna be an after credits story, one I have actually had in my head for a long time, but only putting it to paper now around 8 odd years later.

Do I have a strange sense of timing? Yes... Yes I do.

Also, when the Lieutenant is saying your name, he's actually saying your last name.

Your name- (Y/N)

Your hair- (H/C)

Your favorite color(which is also your eye color)- (F/C)

Hope you enjoy it and will post a new chapter hopefully soon.

The shuttle ride took longer than you would've liked. A surprise trip to an Amazonian forest, 20 kilometers southwest of the capital city of Brazil wasn't exactly what you had in mind after you joined the XMTF. (Xenomorph Task force)

There were thirteen people on the shuttle, only three that you knew from training camp. All were keeping themselves busy, either training a little hand-to-hand combat, or cleaning your pistols and weapons.

Being a new recruit, you kept to yourself, cleaning your desert eagle 50 caliber handgun, and sharpening your knives to a deadly point.

If you weren't keeping your hands busy, you knew you would start messing with you hair, possibly trying to cut it again, just to keep yourself. Then there was your eyes. You knew you frightened people who stared at your (F/C) eyes. Sometimes your eyesight frightened you. Your glasses may keep them somewhat within normal sight and under control, but with them being a bright (F/C) under the dark shades didn't make you feel any better.

You rolled your shoulders and kept your focus on your current task. You knew your (H/L) (H/C) already took enough damage from the amount of sweat you lost during training and you were born with your eyes not loving the light or darkness.

You were born with an eye condition that affected the way you saw things and were given scientifically enhanced glasses to keep your eyesight semi-normal. Things still tended to be brighter, even with the glasses. In some ways, it did help you find your way in the dark. But the main affect it had on you was the color your eye took; your irises were bright (F/C), and the scleras were tinted gray, making them stand out even more to the point of them nearly glowing every time your wore regular sunglasses.

You just hoped that it wasn't the reason of why you were accepted into the XMFT.

You wanted to talk with your squad mates, but you assumed that getting close would be a mistake. As far as you and the rest of the task force, including your acting Chief Lieutenant Williams knew, xenomorphs were a severe threat, and they were the deadliest things on the planet right now.

In retrospect, being given shore was a gift in the first place, but with that much time, your gut had a feeling that this may be a one-way trip. Honestly, you knew the risks before you were given the official certificate for your relocation.

You wouldn't have joined XMTD if you didn't truly understand the dangers of the missions you would be going on.

Xenomorphs are a severe threat to Earth, but not as much as the Predators. If they ever come back to earth.

The shaking of the shuttle got your attention from your task. You heard some of the others soldiers by the door saying that the Chief was coming. You immediately reassembled your pistol, and placed it back in your ankle holster.

Lieutenant Williams came in from the cockpit in full armor. This meant that you would be landing soon and your first XMTF mission would begin.

"Soldiers!" he yelled at the top of his voice. Almost instantly, all fourteen of the XMTF members, including you, formed two straight rows of seven as he inspected your timing to be ready for orders.

"We will be making our drop in fifteen and I expect you will all be prepared to battle, for whatever it is that we may encounter in this Brazilian forest. Now, our main objective is to protect the research base; Atlas's hold, and exterminate any and all xenomorphs we encounter."

He walked up to the cockpit door, and stood in front of it, facing you. "When we land, you will being given your official Xenomorph task force armor. And from there, I will debrief you on our mission here. Now, if we lose this place, and the Predators come back to make this Xenomorph infestation worse, this will be out of our control, and we are all eternally screwed! Do you get me?!"

"SIR YES SIR!" You all yelled as he finished the debriefing.

"Good! Now buckle yourselves in!" He said making his back to the cockpit. "We will be arriving soon, and make sure your asses are ready for orders!"

With that final statement, he opened the door and went in. All the XMTF members sat down in their original seats, buckling themselves in as the shuttle became more rocky.

You got yourself put in a corner, giving yourself more space from the rest of your teammates. Most of them begin hooting and hollering as the descent became more rocky, throwing their hands up as if they were kids on roller coaster.

You rolled your eyes under your glasses, hung on tightly to your buckles, waiting for the minutes to pass until you landed.

~10 minutes later~

The shuttle landed without crashing, and left after you all were handed your new uniforms which were more like armor. Your armor wasn't standard US military. In fact, the XMTF armors seemed to be something out of a comic book.

Each soldiers armor was customized to each wearer, as were their weapons aside from upgraded military rifles. All their armor were similar ;dark gray camouflage bodysuits with tan weapon packs holding several extra weapons or supplies. All of you carried guns, but all had some type of special weapon with them. Some carried reinforced machetes and others had larger, more explosive guns. The other woman even had a whip wrapped around her waist, and array of small daggers wrapped around her thigh. And apparently, she was the only other woman on the team.

Yours on the other-hand was almost completely different from theirs. Based on your height ,weight, and physicality, you armor consisted of a black camo skin tight bodysuit weaved with high alloy steel, making the suit resist the highly acidic blood of the Xenomorph while still making it somewhat easy to move, run, and fight.

Your belt consisted of two handheld pistols, four sets of clips, two in your belt and two in your ankle holsters, along with two extra smaller pistols. You also had two long knives attached to your thighs, three grenades hidden in your belt packs along with penicillin and bandages for medical emergencies and safekeeping, and a reinforced katana sword on your back, made of the same steel that used in your armor.

Your glasses were upgraded to a pair that covered your face like a swimming mask, but these could change your vision to see from things in infrared and to being able to see in the dark, similar to the masks the predators wore. The rest of your armor was just like the others; light-weight steel-toed boots, and arm guards, suitable for hand-to-hand combat. But you didn't wear a hat or a bandanna like the rest, which let your (H/C) hair flow through the wind.

Lieutenant Williams was beginning to debriefed you again, giving you and your teammates the objective for your mission in South America. You were all standing in a circle around the Lieutenant.

"Soldiers, now is the time that you learn what our real mission here is." He knelled down and set the same hologram from before, showing a closer view of the forest you were in, outline by a small red line. "This area is twenty kilometers wide and thirty kilometers long. This means we will have to split up into teams. But we will decide which of you will go with who when we reach the base at 1900 hours, and the team assessing will be at 0800 hours tomorrow."

He pulled out the remote to the hologram, changing the picture to an ovomorph, before bringing out a black metal mask that covered the lower half of his face with a skull jaw painted on top with white paint.

"Another thing you all should already now from your forty weeks of training." His voice sounded raspy underneath the heavy mask. "These masks must be worn at all times when we're here in the open. Especially when we are searching for Xenomorphs or ovomorphs. And if you do find one, you keep your mask on at all costs! But since yours are currently still in the process of being forged at base." He changed the picture to show a facehugger. "A parasite called the 'facehugger' that lays within the ovomorphs, will attack and attempt to lay an embryo of a Xenomorph in you."

He changed the picture once more, this time showing a picture of an x-ray of a human but with a growing Xenomorph inside their chest cavity.

"And if the facehugger manages to lay the Xenomorph embryo inside you, you will have approximately twelve hours before it will kill you by forcing its way out of your chest." He shuts it off and picks it up off the ground. "Now, lets head out team! Atlas is approximately four miles south."

You and your teams equips their rifles, and follow the chief into the forest.

~Forty minutes later~

You walk towards the base for forty minutes, and during this time, you start tinkering with you eye mask, figuring out the switches and which buttons change your eyesight. So far you learn that the top button turns your regular sight to night-vision, and the lower turns it to infrared.

You decided to keep it on that selection for a while, looking around your troop occasional. You could see their body temperatures, and the temperatures of the smaller harmless animals around you.

But looking off into the distance, you stop walking, and look off into the distance. You see a tall figure staring at you. Assuming it was one of you teammates goofing around, you switch it back to normal vision. But only to see a blank space in the area where you saw it.

"What the fu-.." You said to yourself as you switched it back to infrared seeing the figure once again, staring right at you.

"(Y/N)!" You heard the Lieutenant scream your name. You switch it back to normal, and you saw that everyone was a little more than five meters from you. They must not have noticed that you were distracted. You look back, and there was still nothing to be seen in that spot. You run to catch up with your team.

"We stay together, and don't get distracted!" He screamed at you as you caught up. "Those glasses were a gift from the scientists at the base, so you better not break 'em doing something stupid!"

"S-sorry sir." You said, straightening your back. "Won't happen again sir."

"Good!" He said, taking the lead once again. "We're burning daylight people! Head out!"

You hear your teammates murmur things you can't here, but you pay no attention to them. You look back at that spot again, switching it again, only to see that the figure was gone.

Thanks for reading, and will be back soon with an update!