Note: I do not own or have anything to do with The Predator franchise in any way. The only reason why I have decided to write this fanfiction is for entertainment purposes and I will not be making any profit from it in any way, shape or form.
P.S. This is a follow up to Dangerous Romance: Sequel to Claimed by a Predator. This takes ten years later after the book and this focuses more on Mariah.
Chapter Two
Not far away from Mariah's home, there was a recently arrived space craft that had arrived to the area and it was in the process of being incorporated into being that of a house instead of one of the local ones being used. It belonged to a powerful family of yautjas who had made it their ambition to do whatever it took to achieve the goals they had for themselves, and one of those goals had become for their son to find a human mate that would meet up to what they had in mind for him.
Stepping outside of the metal home, Cahtair, the eldest son of a family of well-known yautjas, emerged from the building in his metal mask and the various parts of armor that he would wear on him as part of his normal attire and as an extra-precautionary measure when it came to protecting himself from someone that was wanting to do him harm. He threw his black backpack on his back prior to moving over to a side of the ship that his family took to get there and kicked against a side of it.
Upon impact of his foot, he watched as a slot opened up to reveal what appeared to be a small metal box. He retrieved it from being inside of it in his hand and pressed a button on top of it before tossing it over in a direction. His eyes watched through the area provided on his mask for them as the box took on the shape of a uniquely shaped motorcycle that was made out of metal and was fueled not by gasoline but by the energy of the ship and could go for days without having to be recharged. He made the decision to charge it up fully before they came there for the purpose of riding it to school on his first day to make a good impression.
Cahtair was determined to roll into school looking as bad-ass as he could possibly appear to be. He didn't want anyone thinking that he was weak or someone that they could walk over. It would be known really quickly by the others at the school that was around him that he was someone that you didn't wish to mess with.
He straddled the bike with his form and got his feet into the stirrups for it while his hands pressed in a few codes for it to activate the vehicle completely. Gripping onto the handlebars that were provided, his frame jetted out of the area and onto a dirt road in the area that would take him to where the school district that he would be attending was to be. His eyes glanced around at the surroundings he was in since the jungle was a little different. Although he notice a bit more houses in the area as he progressed more down the road, the visual of the rain forest being around him was new to experience. His attention shifted back to the road and there was a sight up from where he was that caught his complete and undivided attention.
A young human female in a black short-sleeved top, denim jeans, and black sneakers walking on the side of the road with a black and green backpack on her back. Her curvy yet frame stood out from the shape of the humans that he used to see his father studying from tasks by the leaders where they were from to follow their movements and take them out if needed be. She was different from others who had entered his sights, and that perked his curiosity about her.
Motivated by his own feelings, Cahtair speed up towards her direction on the bike he was on without making too much noise due to the engine being different from a lot of other motorcycles that humans would ride. He looked over to her once he was beside her and slowed the speed down enough for him to talk with her. His eyes found her looking over to him and slowly stopping from her walk, causing him to bring the bike to a complete stop. His eyes never left her while he found her speaking up with curiosity about his appearance there lingering in her voice.
"Can I help you?" She asked.
"Perhaps." Cahtair replied. He tried to not sound like a dork towards her on his first time meet with her like he was. "I was wondering if you could tell me where the school system in this colony's district is. I am heading that direction and I don't want to be late for my first day there."
"Sure. Just keep driving straight ahead on this dirt road." Mariah used one of her hands to motion the direction while she gave the directions to him. "There will be a sign on the right side of the road for you to go in another direction that will take you directly to the school that you are supposed to go to."
"Thanks. By the way, I'm Cahtair. What's your name?"
"My name is Mariah."
"Mariah...Would you like a ride to school?"
He wasn't sure what had possessed him to ask the question, but there was something about her that had him wanting to be in her presence at the young age that they were. She was probably around 15 or 16, the same age as himself. His eyes never left hers as he found him being greeted by a response that he wasn't expecting.
"I appreciate the offer, but that is not necessary."
"Are you sure?"
"I am sure since a friend of mine is going to be meeting up with me to walk with me to school the rest of the way."
"No offense to this friend of yours, but I believe that I could offer better company for you."
Cahtair had an idea that he was coming across as a pain in the ass, but he didn't care. He was brought up to go after anything he wanted, and she was becoming one of those things that he desperately wanted. His attention quickly shifted from the feeling of something shoving him off his bike without any detection. His bike continued to float where he had it while he moved to sit up only to find a yautja unlike anything he had seen before to be standing next to Mariah, radiating a possessive nature towards Mariah and assuming a defensive position towards Cahtair. His focus shifted over towards the young lady who he had started to fancy so quickly in time for her to give an answer as to who this being was and what they were doing there at her side.
