Chapter 2: Bad Blood

Hopefully this chapter will be longer than the last. That's pretty much it so on with the story.

I was preparing my bow for to hunt but then I heard something. Like the thrusters of a small ship getting closer and closer. I watch as a craft started to land in the field and then disappear! Just vanished! Out jumped a, well I didn't really know what the hell it was. It was humanoid in appearance but stood at around 8 feet tall and started to walk this way. I was rooted to the spot, transfixed as the beast walked towards me. It reached me and held me at the neck to the wall with one hand and it spoke to me, with a very deep voice. I was surprised at how well it could speak English.

"Human. English?" it asked slowly. I managed a "yes" and it continued. "My name is Kig-Char. I am from a race of hunters known as Yautja; however I have been shamed by my people and banished from my home for crimes against honour" the Yautja said in a saddened voice.

"Are you here to kill me?" I asked, still transfixed by the towering creature.

"Maybe. I have always felt sympathy for the humans I have slain but what's one more to the number?" It tightened its grip on my throat.

"If you feel sympathy then why kill me? To sadden yourself? Or do you just want me to beg for my life? Instead of killing then why not help people? Make friends instead of enemies. Replace the sympathy with happiness" I tried convincingly.

"Because that is why I was banished. I helped some humans and I messed up. The other Yautja found out and threw me out" he said sternly.

"It's better to have friends than enemies. Why not start now?" I said.

"Hmm. Perhaps you are right human. I will not kill you"

"glad we could agree" I said. He noticed that I had my old pistol my father gave me (I kept it with me at all times more recently) pointed at where the heart would be in a human. He dropped me and laughed

"Hah. Offer one hand but arm the other. I like you already human."

"Call me Aidan" I said as I holstered the pistol. We talked long into the night about our cultures, his hunts and my life. Afterwards, he said that he wanted to go and seek out other cultures and ways of life. Before going however, he gave me two gifts. A very old revolver (I told him I like very old western things. I even had a hat and poncho but that's not important), with which I replaced the old service pistol, and a small Yautja retractable wrist blade. This came in very useful for hunting as I could spring on animals from the trees and stab then quickly. Revolvers were one of the only weapons I had fired and I knew some could pack a punch. However, while hunting, I always found large patches of blood but no corpses. There was defiantly something else in these woods other than me.

Again, I hope people enjoyed the chapter so please review and follow. Hopefully there will be some certain other "Aliens" people will be familiar with in the next chapter. This chapter was made because Kig-Char will appear again later in the story. Well its 2:16AM so I think I better head to sleep. I promise I will continue tomorrow, not sure about time but there will definitely be a new chapter. Goodnight :)