Eye of the Predator :Huntress Nights

AN:

I do not own Aliens / Predator.

Well, here it is! Hopefully now the story is starting to build up for you, usually all stories start off slow, anyway. Too much information is just so overwhelming I find.

Feel free to review, I really don't care if you do or don't. This story is just for fun, anyway. I'm no professional, but I would like to complete at least one story I begin to write. (and not lose interest)

Enjoy. Naw-Na Naw-Na Boo Boo, Stick your head in Doo Doo. ~ tosh.0 (love that guy!)

Chapter 2

"Move back!" Brooke shouted to her squad, the 5 men raised their weapons as well and slowly crept back the way they entered.

"Now!" The shout was demanding, and they all gave up their positions and ran like hell.

One soldier hesitated and turned to reply, "Were with you, Commander. We've got your back!"

Brooke didn't look at the soldier, "Don't worry about me, I'll be fine." She turned to him, "Go, now!"

Another screech echoed through the cave, sending another shill down everyone's core. Then it was followed by another shriek but echoed longer, making it farther back then the first. But none the less, just as terrifying to the Commander.

"This is Shore party Vega, were experiencing a code yellow. I repeat, code yellow!"

Still calm, Brooke held her position. This is why she was here, anyway. Her squad was out of hearing range, meaning it was her, her weapons, a flashlight, and whatever, that was.

Looking in all directions of the screech, relying heavily on a singly light, she slowly and quietly moved backwards. The cave was no longer as narrow as before, offering more movement, and more hiding spots.

The terrain here almost resembled a maze; it would be easy for anyone to get confused in here. Walking around in circles with that however, was not something Brooke considered.

Then, just at a glance, there it was, shining black and baring its teeth, immediately, linings of shells jumped and bounced off the ground.

Perched on a tree in the deep forest, a shadow lurked in the cover of camouflage.

Scanning the terrain to physically map out the area, a Yautja hunted on the planet not too far from the humans. He knew where there were Oomans, there was a worthy battle.

It always started with observing, information is key. Fortunately, the plant he was on has a few rumors spreading that a hard meat pack had been prowling in the deep forest, this was Dan'-dtou's perfect opportunity.

Picking something up on his scanners, his tracking devise directed him toward the East, where the forest began to dwindle and form into mountains and caves. The Oomans were up to something.

They were making their way out, very quickly for that matter. Dan'-dtou began to feel a peak of interest, clicking happily to what could have the Oomans running so fast.

He'd gathered enough information anyway; it was time to choose some worthy prey.

The clip was already empty, Brooke had to lean against a rock and duck for cover to reload her gun.

The screeches were close, and it was time to take action. Obviously, whatever they were, they were hostile.

A new clip was securely replaced; Brooke crouched and turned toward the noise, pulling the trigger immediately. The light shined, and these things were easy to depict as there scaly, dark skin reflected the light.

One fell out of sight from the scope; it hit the ground hard with the other two Brooke shot. Still, more screeches echoed, and it was time to move.

Brooke held her gun tightly with two hands as she turned, now with a clear path to her back, she sprinted from her cover and didn't hesitate to look back. Despite the horrid screeches that silenced out her heavy steps, Brooke kept a straight face as she set a pace to leave.

Dan'-dtou was now perched directly above the entrance that the Oomans ran out of. Once they were in the clear they began to set a slower pace as they turned sharply toward the North-West. Their hearts were pounding heavily, Dan'-dtou could still hear the thumps they produced as they began to advance away from the entrance.

Dan'-dtou uncloaked, and jumped down, now facing the cave, thanking the Oomans, they had just found his prey for him. He chuckled quietly to himself; today the God's were clearly rewarding him with a great opportunity.

Brooke was not yet tired from the sprint, she'd run under worse conditions, but she had an even worse fear, she felt lost. This part was unfamiliar, but there was only one clear path, so she could only press on and hope for the best. The screeching had stopped, but Brooke wasn't fooled. Her gun still lead the way as her finger brushed the trigger, prepared to take on more.

Checking in all directions, she scanned every corner as she moved forward. The ceiling was high and jagged, and there was limited arm space. It could probably fit two men side by side at the least.

This was okay; Brooke knew it lowered the chance of an ambush to only two sides instead of all over. But that meant she had nowhere to run except directly into enemy lines.

Brooke let out a sigh, holding her frustration with the fact she was feeling lost.

As she knew, a noise echoed in front of her, but she stopped, not to fight, but to observe. This noise was different then the nightmarish screeching, this was almost more human. It sounded like a deep growl, which was a lot more reliving then the terrifying screeches.

It was approaching; Brooke tilted her head and stood in disbelief, probably another creature. Hopefully not as hostile as those other things. Still cautious, her finger never left the trigger and her gun rest tightly parallel to her chest.

The noise jumped, now it was almost in her face, Brooke reacted.

That noise was so close. But where was it? She scanned with her eyes, and saw nothing.

Scanning and searching, she located nothing of interest; the light was lacking, but if it was that close, she would have seen it already.

She stood in silence, finally feeling comfortable, and alone, she lifted her gun and used the light attached to do a more accurate check, this time checking in every possible direction.

Nothing, she then checked it a second time and nothing appeared again. Brooke was dazed, but brushed it aside, she'd add it to the report when she got out of this hell hold.

Sighing and dropping her gun to her chest again, she pressed on.

"Com-"There was static. "-der…. Wai….ou…" Brooke stopped, it was her squad trying to contact her.

"This is Commander Oksudno; I'm making my way out of the cave. Do you copy?" Brooke stressed the last part.

"Ne..tive…. re experien…dif…." The static cut everything off.

Brooke was picking out only a few distinctive words. "I do not understand your message, private."

"We….egrouping at….hip...we can't… "

"Say again, the signals getting stronger." Brooke began to sprint ahead, the signal was getting stronger. "I repeat, say again."

"W…. it….you….fo… inamu…xteen…urry up….."

No luck, it was still to choppy. Brooke heard the signal shut off. And if she could determine anything from that message, Brooke knew she had to hurry and find an immediate way out of this cave.

Ahead of Brooke, another screech could faintly be depicted in the distance. More were approaching Brooke's position, and this didn't worry her in the slightest. She lifted her gun back to the firing stance and dispite her odds, she pressed on.