This fanfic is based off of Alien vs. Predator: Prey book.

I've decided to start my story after the events in the book. Machiko Nogushi, now known as Da'dtou-di is a blooded warrior. Her trials begin with her test of worth. Da'dtou-di blooded her and believes she's earned the mark, but others do not believe a human is worthy. Dachande is a strong warrior and ready to prove herself and her honor. But she will soon find that toughest test will between her teacher and herself.

Enjoy!

The whole ordeal was one big fiasco, especially with the certain requests that Dachande had. Here he was, standing in front of a panel of elders, trying to explain his disposition. To his side was a creature that bore the mark of his clan, yet it was not a creature of Paya. This blooded warrior was a female human. At first glance she could hardly be perceived as a fighter. Her frame was meager in comparison to their kind. She possessed no claws and her teeth were flat, but underestimating her would be one's undoing. Dachande appointed her the name Da'dtou-di for a reason. The name meant small knife and happened to be his favorite weapon for hand combat.

The two had spent two years together on the planet Ryushi. Communication was difficult, though over time it got easier. They spoke toward each other in sign language, which would occasionally make for some humorous errors. Dachande did his best to teach the human words in his language. Her tongue wasn't made for their form of speech and it took her a couple of months to get her growls right. He had to give her credit though, she was a fast learner. Granted he was only able to teach her basic speech, but it would give her a head start in adapting.

During their time together, he trained her. Teaching a human to fight a Yautja proved to be an interesting task. Hand combat was not much of an option. Sure she knew how to dodge and roll with punches, but it was unlikely she would be able to kill a Yautja with her bare hands. No, her best chance for survival was with a blade.

When the search crew landed on the planet, Dachande was pleased to see a familiar face. The leader of the pack was Vkleita, a childhood friend of his. Vkleita seemed skeptical at first about letting the human on their ship. Who could blame him? Human beings, after all, didn't hold a favorable reputation among the Yautja. It was only after Dachande gave insight about the female and her honorable deeds did Vkleita allow her passage on the vessel.

Dachande knew what was going to come next. As far as he knew, a blooded human was unheard of. There were old wise tales of humans hunting with them, but he brushed them off as urban legends.
Tension began to crew in his abdomen. How would the elders take of the news? Would they accept her into their clan? Or would they reject her markings and cast her out?

Dachande shook his head. No, he didn't think they would reject her. She wore the mark of a blooded warrior. She fought beside him with honor. She saved his life. The elders will have a hard time accepting her, but they had to follow the Yautja Code. Dachande knew that in time she would earn their respect.

A meeting was called to place with several elders of different clan. Usually discussions only required the elder of that particular clan, but being that a human was involved had caused quite the commotion. Many of the elders demanded to know why Da'dtou-di would even think of blooding a human. Their outrage was clear. He wanted them to accept this ugly little creature into their clan? This Yautja must have lost his damn mind.

Nihkou'te, the elder of Dachande tribe, hushed the clamoring pack and allowed Dachande to explain his actions.

So the story was told of how all of this came to be.

Dachande explain how the Hunt went to hell in a hand basket. Right as they were ready to start the Hunt, a human was spotted off in the distance. They charged toward the ugly faced creature and the human panicked. Jumping on its small flying craft it lost control and crashed into their ship, leaving it in ruins. The collision injured Dachande and he lost consciousness.

When he came to, he was in a medical laboratory with a female human tending to his wounds. In the midst of the healing session, Tichinde stormed into the room. Tichinde's intensions were clear to Dachande. This female was a healer, not a hunter. She displayed no armor, bared no weapon, and screamed and coward. Rage boiled inside of Dachande as he freed his arms and stopped the impending attack toward the human.

The wall to his side exploded into pieces. Something crashed into structure, most likely a human coming to aid of the female's screams. That was when he first met Da'dtou-di.

While Dachande was curious about the new creature in the room, he had more persisting matters to deal with.

Tichinde was an unblooded and dared to hunt without a leader. He even hunted humans, which was forbidden! These actions placed Tichinde as a bad blood. Bad bloods could only be dealt with in one manner. Dachande made his punishment swift and Tichinde met his demise.

When he turned his attention back to the humans, they were gone.

On his search to find the rest of his pack he heard a rumbling in the distance. From past experiences he knew it was a stampede of rhynth. The humans had released their herd of animals in an attempt to trample the Kainde Amedha.

Quickly, he scaled a metal structure to avoid the stampede. The Kainde Amedha went wild. They did whatever they could to flee the wild herd. In their attempts for escape they slash and grabbed at him. Even though he was wounded Dachande fought with ferocity. In the midst of battle, he felt the metal structure giving hold. It was going to collapse.

To his surprise he heard shouting next to him. It was two female humans in a flying craft. Without a second though he leaped and latched onto the rope latter. Then, everything came crashing down.

He landed on the ground, hard, away from the wreckage. The human's efforts saved him. Their honorable actions cost them the life of the human healer.

The story went on to explain how Da'dtou-di fought by his side. With their combined efforts, they overcame the Kainde Amedha drones. But there was still the queen to answer to. The two fought with honor and strength. Dachande was injured near the brink of death. It was up to Da'dtou-di to finish off the Queen.

This female human had done what few blooded Yautja. She saved his life and fought with a warrior's spirit. Dachande had to blooded. It was his responsibility as a leader to do just that. His honor would not allow anything else.

During the tale, the elders would shift their attention back from Dachande to Da'dtou-di.

When the story came to an end, the circle of elders seemed to have mixed reactions. Some looked as though they were contemplating, others looked down right skeptical. After a few moments, Nihkou'te spoke.

"This is quite a remarkable tale you speak of. You are an honored warrior and I do not doubt your word-" Nihkou'te words were cut short by another elder.

"Even if what he says is true, it still doesn't change the fact that she's human. Never before has a human hunted with us!"

"Kuj'hade, do not speak out of turn! These matters are of my clan, not yours. If I want you opinion, I'll ask for it." Yiu-D'yeka's words held a hissing tone. He never liked Kuj'hade. The Yautja was a skilled fighter, but once he had his mind made up, it rarely changed. A good leader must be open to new information.

Nihkou'te turned his attention back to Dachande.

"I will allow for this blooded human to join our pack. But before we invest any time and effort into prepping her life here, she's needs to survive her challengers."

Nihkou'te words came to no surprise to Dachande. He knew what was to come after the elder's decision. The news would sweep their clan quickly. Yautja would be lining up to challenger her. To kill a blooded human would be a treat to one's status.

"I understand," he replied to his elder.

"Good. The news with be announced as we leave. You have a couple of hours to communicate to her what is to come next."

With that last statement the group of elders dismissed. Dachande headed toward a corridor with Da'dtou-di by his side. He needed to get her armor and a proper weapon. Being blooded meant that she could enter a death match. And knowing his own kind, that's exactly the type of battle her challengers will choose.

Dachande looked over his companion. She was tiny by their standards. Dachande was two feet taller than her and he only considered average in height. Quite frankly, a Yautja would snap her neck with their bare hands. But although she lacked strength she made up greatly in skill. She did, after all, spend two years training with Dachande. With a blade, she was deadly. Just wait and see, those Yautja won't know what hit them.

A small smirked graced his face. He knew that her list of challengers will drop greatly just after one fight.