Predator-Two Warriors, One Love.
Earth-2030. The war that everyone said would never happen, world war three, is over. Slowly the country's of the world have been putting the world back together, but the one thing they can't fix, is the damage done to the soldiers' that fought the war.
Chapter On
Hunters meet
For the last five years, since the end of the war, private Al "Spike" Windrix had shut himself off from the world. The Doctors had said it was post traumatic stress...but he knew the truth. He had seen mans inhumanity to man first hand. Being around people just pissed him off. He had moved to the one place he knew he could be alone, Alaska. Al really didn't mind the cold...or the snow. He made his money by selling the meat and furs from the animals he had hunted, when it came to hunting, he was one of the best in the area.
Al was in the small town that was near his cabin. It wasn't to big of a town, a few shops, a couple of bars and some house's...that was it. He pulled up outside of the shop he normally sold his catches at. It was a family owned store, although the sign said Mike and son's, it was ran by old Mike Tuttle and his his daughter Michelle. James Tuttle had died in the war, that was another reason why Al came here...his final order was to give James's medals to his farther and sister. Al unloaded the meat and furs from the back of his truck and walked into the store. As he entered he looked over at the counter, sure as anything there was old man Mike sitting on his stool, watching tv. Mike didn't even look up as he spoke "Hay Al...drop em' in the back...I'll get ya money for ya." Al nodded and walked past the old man. He was your typical old shop owner, bolding with a little grey hair at the back, round glasses that were so thick you needed good eyesight just to see out of them and an old red work apron.
Al walked into the back and dropped the meat and furs on top of some boxes. He was about to walk back to Mike when Michelle stepped out of the office "Oh hi Al...got more kills for us?" She was a pretty young woman, short brown hair, pale green eyes and a few freckles on her face, her body was sleek and slender with an ample chest. Al knew she had a crush on him, but he really couldn't care less "Hi Michelle...yeah...same as always." as he turned she quickly said "Hay you wanna get a drink some time?" Al stopped in his tracks, without turning he said "No thanks...I...ummm gotta get back, heading up the north mountain in the morning." Michelle sighed deeply "Ok...maybe another time?" Al started walking towards Mike "Maybe."
Al walked up to the counter, Mike still watching the TV "Hay Mike..." To which he replied "Hay Al...heres your money...three hundred...same as last time." Al pick up the money, put it in his inside jacket pocket and said "Thanks Mike...see you next week." Mike nodded and gave a small wave as Al left the store.
Al got in his truck and sighed, he ran his hand down his face and through his beard. It was at least an hours drive back and now it was starting to snow "Fucking weather" he sighed as he started his truck and pulled off, heading home.
By the time he arrived home it was already dark. The snow was falling thick and fast as Al stepped out of his truck. Al grabbed his gear from the back of his truck and headed inside. Al's cabin wasn't much, but it had what he needed. It had a large front room, a good sized kitchen, a bathroom, a bedroom and a garage, but he mainly used it to skin and prep his kills for selling.
Al dropped his bag and took his jacket off. After hanging it up he walked over to the fire place and got a fire going. He sat himself down in his chair, sitting close to the fire to warm up. After a few minutes he got up and went to the kitchen, returning with a bottle of whiskey and a glass. He put on some music and started to drink.
Al's life would have seemed empty to others, but to him, it was prefect. Being out in the wilderness, away from people, was just the way he liked it. As the night went on and the bottle ran dry, Al picked himself up and stumbled off to bed.
The first rays of sunlight crept into the bedroom, Al slowly opened his eyes with a grunt. He sat up and moved his long black hair out of his face. With a long yawn and a stretch he stood up and made his way to the bathroom. After a shower and trim to keep his beard the way he liked it, it was time for breakfast.
After finishing his breakfast Al went about getting everything ready for his trip up the north mountain. He checked his gear, prepared his quad bike and then dressed in his usual hunting clothes. He wore dark brown trousers with a black t-shirt, over that he put a black hunting vest and finally a dark brown coat. He tied his hair back and put his cap on, he was ready to go.
Al went into his garage and grabbed his hunting gear. He slung his hunting rifle over his shoulder, holstered his pistol and picked up his bow and arrows. He climbed on his quad bike, making sure his sledge was attached to the back, started it and pulled off, heading for the north mountain hunting grounds he always used.
After about an hour Al arrived at his hunting grounds. He parked the quad bike and made his way on foot. He wanted to get to a spot he found on his last trip. It wasn't far from where he was, it was a clearing where a small lake sat, prefect for hunting deer and small game that used it as a watering hole.
As he slowly and quietly made is way to the spot he caught the glimpse of a stag. It was a large male, looking for a mate. Al slowly pulled an arrow from it's quiver and took aim. He let out a slow breath as he pulled back on the bow, he was about to let the arrow fly but noticed something...the stag was looking at something...something in the sky.
Al lowered his bow as he looked up to see if there was a plane or something flying over head...but he saw nothing. As he took aim again there was a sound like thunder...like the sky was splitting. Al jumped to his feet as the stag bolted. He looked up and said "What the fuck?" but his question was answered sooner than he realized. From out of the blackness of the sky came a streak of fire...and it was heading for the small lake.
Al quickly ran and took cover behind a large bolder as the thing crashed into the ground at the edge of the lake, it hit with enough force to knock Al off of his feet and threw debris high up over his head. As the dust settled Al picked himself up and looked over at where the thing had hit. He nearly fell on his ass when he saw what it was. It wasn't a meteor like he thought it would have been...it was...a ship. Al look at the strange metal craft "What the fuck...a fucking space ship!" He couldn't believe his eyes...but things were about to get even stranger.
Suddenly a door on the back of the craft opened and a cloud of smoke blew out. Al took a step back, he had no idear what was gonna step out...but after a moment...nothing happened. Al slowly and cautiously stepped forward "Uuummm hello...anyone...in there?" But there was no response. He carefully approached the opening and looked inside. Al took a deep breath in, it was amazing, like nothing he had ever seen before. There were strange symbols all over the place. As he stepped inside he finally saw the pilot, at least, the back of them. Al asked "You ok...that was one hell of a ruff landing." But still no response, as he got closer he could see the back of the pilots head. Strange dreadlock looking things and some sort of mask "What the hell are you?" he thought...but something caught his attention, a sound...a bleeping sort of sound.
Al may not have been an expert on alien ships, but he knew the sound of a bomb counting down. He instinctively grabbed the arm of the pilot and threw it over his shoulder "Come on big guy...lets get you the fuck out of here." with all of his strength Al dragged the pilot out of the ship. As he move the large being towards the bolder he had hid behind the ship exploded, knocking them to the ground. As the fire from the explosion raged behind them, Al picked himself up and sighed "Fuck...that was close...you ok big guy?" but as he looked down at the being he had just saved his mouth feel open "Oh...your a...a...girl!"