I'd like to thank all those who have reviewed my story so far, and answer a few questions for tain89. My Pred's name is Oru, and he looks the

same as any other Predator you would imagine, except that he's a little shorter, as he is not yet fully grown. As for where he will go and what

he'll do, this story is probably only going to be 5, maybe 6 chapters, so I'm not going to get into a lot of detail about what he is going to do. I

don't have a name for my Alien yet, but something might come up. Sorry if the story wasn't what you were expecting.

Chapter 4

An Unexpected Savior

The next day went by as if time stood still. Most of my day was spent hunting and gathering food. As I have said, time was going by painfully slowly, and I found myself falling asleep at noon. I was relieved when night finally arrived and found myself standing outside my cave, wanting to return to the pond where I had seen the Xenomorph.

You are not going back there, a voice in the back of my head asserted. And if you do, you sure as hell better kill that thing. I was not sure I agreed with the voice, however I traveled back to the pond anyway. I arrived earlier than I had the previous night, and the serpent had not yet returned. I was not sure whether to be relieved, or disappointed, but I pushed those thoughts to the back of my mind and decided to refill my canteen. Once it was full, I retreated back into the forest. I was currently using my primitive oo'man vision, and had begun to make use of it only at night. I sat down on a nearby outcropping of rock and leaned against a tree.

Why are you still here? The voice again. Will you wait until it has come back, and then kill it? It was my conscience I guess, or some deep desire to be welcomed back into the city by killing one of the monsters.

I stayed there for a while, the gentle hum of the waterfall causing my eyelids to droop. I was just falling asleep when a quiet splash caused my eyes to fly open. I stayed still, able to make out the swimming creature from where I sat. I watched it surface, and then dive back under the surface, its body moving almost sensuously below the water. What are you doing?! That annoying voice again. Are you infatuated with this creature? Did you forget that it was by there doing that you were exiled?! I agreed with the voice only partly. I no longer blamed the creature for my own misfortune, though I did think I was infatuated with it, which disturbed me slightly. They were animals, that was all, and I only enjoyed observing this one.

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The Yautja male has returned tonight, though I'm not sure he knows I notice him. He stayed hidden in the bushes, though I spotted him quickly; I was no longer frightened of him. I am keeping cautious, though not so catious as not to enjoy my nightly swim.

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One Night Later

I returned for a third night to watch the creature, and was able to make myself visible without frightening it. I watched it for hours, however eventually, we both became tired. I left for my cave while it left for whatever home it had made for itself. I was almost back to my cave when a bloodcurdling screech split the quiet night air. I turned around and jogged back in the direction the screech had come, soon coming across the source of the noise.

The Xenomorph had been caught, not by another of my species, but by one of our traps. Its foot was caught in a set of sharp jaws-one that could not be melted by its acid blood-attached to a rock, and it could not get free. As I approached, the creature let out a menacing growl, though one that I thought was of pain and distress, rather than aggression. I stood, waiting for it to calm down before I advanced closer. The animal was writhing in pain, trying to yank its foot free from the trap, however it was no use. I could not handle the trap too closely, as I did not want to burn myself by making contact with the Xenomorphs blood.

Kill it! The voice in the back of my head yelled, here is your chance! Kill it and bring it back to the city, you will be welcomed back! I debated saving or killing the creature, and made my decision. I lunged forward, grabbing the creature's neck. It seemed momentarily stunned, and tried to claw at my arm, though it was no use. I deployed my blades and aimed them at the creatures head, hearing a quiet whimper escape its throat. However moments later, I had swung my blades at the trap around the animal's foot; it came free.

I let go of the creature and jumped back, unsure how it would react. It seemed surprised, and did not try to run. Its foot was not severely injured, and should heal over a short time. It had not been stuck in the trap long enough for there to be any permanent damage. I looked down, noting how the bleeding had already slowed-Xenomorphs healed quickly. My task done, I made my way back to my cave.

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It had been incredible, the amount of pain the trap had inflected upon my foot. I had screeched in pain, and fallen to the ground, trying to pull free of it. It was no use; I was not getting out of this. The bushes in front of my parted suddenly, and the Yautja appeared. He took in my condition before beginning toward me. I snarled at him, though it was only out of fright and anxiety. I knew that if he wanted to kill me, I wouldn't have much of a chance. I stopped snarling, and let him approach.

He stared at me for a while longer, and just when I was sure he was not going to harm me, he garbed me by my neck-hard. I yelped in slight pain and surprise and flailed my arms, trying to scratch him. However I only managed to inflict a few small wounds that he did not even seem to notice. I whimpered, knowing I was dead. That was when he cut through the trap with his blade and dropped me to the side. I was astounded; he had saved me! I looked down at my foot; it would heal, and it didn't hurt much anymore. The bleeding had also slowed. I looked up again and the Yautja had disappeared into the bushes.

I had not been able to thank him, though I wasn't sure how I would have done it in the first place. I followed behind him, silently, making slow progress with my foot. The bleeding had stopped now and it only throbbed slightly, though it was enough to slow me down. I remained hidden in the bushes when I saw the Yautja enter a cave. How was I going to repay him for his kindness? I though for a while, and an almost sick idea entered my mind. It would disgrace him terribly, I thought, but had a feeling that he had already been donned 'a disgrace' among his people.

He was living in the forest, alone, and he was not hunting, as he had not killed me. He did not have any weapons besides the long swords that came out of the device on his arm, and did not carry trophies of his kills, as some of the other males of his species did. There was no other reason he was staying in the forest alone, besides banishment.

I also found that I was.....attracted to him, and the fact that he had saved me only made me higher. I made my decision and began toward the cave; the Yautja would definitely be getting a surprise tonight.

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