And here is the third chapter. I'm not sure how long I'm going to make this story, but I guess we'll see soon enough!

I apologize that the chapters are long, but I wanted to experiment and make this a story that would seem detailed and realistic enough if it were truly happening.

I hope you enjoy my story, and stay tuned for your first days of being the Nightwalker of Atlas's hold!

Your name- (Y/N)

Your Hair color- (H/C)

Your hair length- (H/L)

You favorite/eye color- (F/E)


You wake up at the sound of your alarm blaring. Your hands stumble around the night stand, finding your noisy alarm, and turning it off. You rub your eyes, and slowly get up from your bed. Being a Private wasn't a joke. You were given your own cabin, and you didn't need to wake up with your other teammates like you did at boot camp.

"It seems like it was so long ago..." You thought to yourself as stretched your arms out, and proceeded to do twenty push-ups, and thirty sit-ups. You started this morning routine when you were first given the cabin nearly ten days ago. Most of your additional training for Nightwalker was being able to silently climb trees and maintain stealth in the forest. You were to train during the day at eight every morning, and go out at six every night.

But you liked to wake up an hour or two before your teammates, and get ready earlier so your superiors wouldn't have wait too long.

Since you were an early bird, you constantly ticked off your teammates when you would already be ready for the day before the day even started. After dinner in the mess hall on the first day, the Lieutenant gave you your uniform for combat training and during mess hall hours.

It was a simple yet formal dark grey uniform that consisted of a pair of grey camouflage cargo jeans, a tightened button-up shirt similar to the Navy seal apparel, with the symbol of a gun and a knife in the form of an X over a xenomorph head, and a pair of bright eyes underneath the head. Apparently, the gun, knife, and xenomorph head was the logo of the XMTF, but the eyes were the mark of the Nightwalker.

The eyes were similar to how your eyes looked under a pair of sunglasses, almost as if this position was specifically made for you.

You gathered your uniform, toothbrush, and hairbrush, slipping on your eye mask, and left your cabin to the showers.

Being the only one awake at the moment, you stretched your arms out and yawned as you made your way past the mess hall, and towards the back of the base where the showers where held. You looked up at the sky turning a slight light blue as the sun began to rise.

The world seemed very surreal under your eye mask since you got them. You've even messed around with people by scaring your teammates by using you Infrared vision to see them walking around in the forest during training hours. Part of your duty as the Nightwalker was maintaining stealth, and silence, and during training, you were to attack your teammates head-on if they weren't being vigilant in the forest. So far you managed to literally scare the piss out of four of your teammates.

"Ahh... what a nice morning." You say to yourself as you walk towards the showers. You blinked your eyes at the sky, but you felt an eyelash become loss and get stuck in your eye. You take off your mask and rub your eyes vigorously, trying to knock the lash loose. "Damn it..."

You look up, and the sky seemed like the middle of a summer day.

You quickly put your mask back on, and continued to the showers to prepare yourself for another day of relentless training exercises.

~Fourteen hours later~

You just came back from the showers, drying off your hair with a towel before putting on your armor. The caravan carrying this months food was arriving this month and tomorrow night, another caravan would delivering the . To avoid attracting xenomorphs attention, and to avoid any conflict with the Brazilian government, all the supplies were arriving by sea. To agree to the building of Atlas's hold, they made an agreement to keep airship landings to only to sending in more troops.

So far they were at least twenty marines on the base, not including the XMTF. But they were only there in case the XMTF failed and the base went under attack. And that happened, the base was to be destroyed, and the soldiers would have to get the scientists and staff out before it got bad.

You finished fastening your armor, and sharpened your knifes to a deadly point.

So far, you, haven't encountered any xenomorphs, but just in case, you spent at least an hour searching the caverns around the bases, for ovomorphs. And you've found three.

You began thinking that this mission was going to be defunct. Team Alpha, Beta, and Echo haven't encountered any xenomorphs either. But you still kept an eye out for the figure you seen when you first arrived. So far it hasn't made an appearance , that didn't mean it was gone, and you still haven't figured out what it was yet.

Mentioning it to your superiors was out of the question, you decided to find it and figure out if it was a spy of the Brazilian government, or if it was something else.

Pushing your thoughts aside, you finished getting ready, combing your hair back to fit your eye mask back on and left your cabin, heading out of the base to run to the rendezvous point.

~7 hours later~

The caravan made it back safely, and as soon as it was thirty feet away from base, you contacted the base, letting them know their ETA.

"Nightwalker (Y/N) to base." You spoke into the mic in your mask that was connected to your earpiece, "The caravan is arriving at the entrance. ETA is five minutes. Get the doors ready."

"Good work Nightwalker." You heard the lieutenant say. "Any xenomorph activity?"

"None." You replied. " After it reaches it's destination, I'm gonna search the caverns again to be sure. I'll report back in an hour."

"Affirmative." He replied. "Stay safe Nightwalker (Y/N), and good work."

You switched your glasses to infrared and looked around the caravan, looking for any surprises. So far, you didn't see anything.

Nightwalker to Driver," You switched transmission to the driver. "You're in the clear, proceed forward thirty feet, the doors will be opened soon."

"Rodger that." He replied.

The caravan moved forward, and the doors opened. The caravan was within the doors of the base, and there was this months food.

You turned your vision into night optics, checking your surrounding area. You silently walked around, taking in every surrounding before making your way to a cavern that had been searched, but you always double checked the ones where you found preexisting ovomorphs, and where your superiors had sent the other teams.

"Better safe than sorry." You thought to yourself, going into a dark murky cavern.

Holding your rifle, you switched to infrared vision, looking for any recent heat signatures. When you found none, you switched back to night optics, and found a disturbing sight; a full grown pampas fox head completely severed, and placed on a spike.

"What the fuck?" You said, looking around you. You saw it's bone stripped of its flesh, and placed into a corner with other other small bones similar to it. As you looked deeper into the cave, you saw other animals heads on spikes, and more bones as you ventured deeper.

"What the hell is this?" You thought to yourself. "No animal could've done this..."

You opened up your hologram map, and checked this location. Apparently, you stumbled into a cavern that hadn't been searched yet and was scheduled for tomorrow by Team Beta.

"Shit." You said to yourself, looking deeper into the cavern. There were no signs of xenomorph activity, but it was obvious whatever was living here didn't belong to one. You saw rather big footprints, and a fire pit that was pit out recently. You looked around again, and heard noises coming from deeper in the cavern. Keeping your steps as quiet as you could, you moved towards the noise. It sounded like an animal, but nothing like any animal you've ever heard.

Looking down, you found a lump of furs and mud. and that's where you heard the noise. Whatever it was, it was using the mud and fur to keep it from appearing on the infrared vision.

You've heard of this trick while in training camp learned by soldier named Dutch who survived an attack by the... Predators in Guatemala, years ago.

"Shit." You cursed quietly, slowly moving the top and rubbing off a little of the mud, and revealing a head. A rather large head. Not a human head. The creature moved its head again, and made the noise again, as if it were dreaming.

You backed away slowly, until you made contact with something behind you, making you tumble backwards with a loud smack as you fell.

You looked back at the sleeping predator, and saw that you woke it up. It started moving, and looking for something. You realized what it was when you looked at your feet and saw it's mask, laying just beneath your feet. Taking this chance to run while it was distracted, you grabbed the mask and took off running towards the exit.

You heard it roar, but you didn't look back, you kept going forward, avoiding letting it see you before you escaped. You managed to escape the cave unharmed, but you definitely heard it running towards you. You slipped away, making your way up a tree and out of its sight.

You then saw it from your advantage point. It looked different from the ones in the training seminar; it was missing its leg and arm gauntlets, still having what seemed to be it's wrist blades which were drawn out, and it was missing its shoulder cannon. It's eyes were searching everywhere for you, but managed to stay concealed with in the tree branches.

It roared in frustration, and began walking towards the forest. Keeping yourself unknown, you looked at the mask you managed to grab and looked at it; it was just like the others, but it had something else to it.

You looked underneath it, and saw a star burned into it. This wasn't a regular predator mask, it wasn't marked by them.

Hearing it roar again, you looked down and saw it standing underneath the tree, looking up at you. Your cover was blown.

"Shit!" You yelled and and looked for a way out. You saw a branch in another tree, and jumped to grab it. You managed to get out of it safely and dropped down ten feet to the ground, running as if your ass was on fire. You heard it's footsteps coming towards you.

Running faster you made your way to a darker part of the forest, hiding in a ditch to hide while you came up with a plan.

You heard it stepping slowly, searching for you, but without it's mask, you knew it would have a hard time finding you. Your earpiece suddenly came back online with , and you heard screams.

"Ahhh! What the hell?!"You cursed, listening to the commission. You couldn't speak to base where you were, so you made your way up a tree again.

"Nightwalker to base, What's going on?!" You whispered into the earpiece.

"Nightwalker, get to the base! We're under attack!" You heard the Lieutenant yelled. "We're getting overwhelmed! There are xenomorphs everywhere!"

"Fuck!" You yelled, jumping out of the tree, and making your way to the base entrance.


Thanks for reading and I will be back with more!