All characters from the Buffyverse are property of Joss Whedon. The character of the Alien and the Predator belongs to 20th century Fox. Everything else belongs to me.
The modified AH-64A apache helicopter flew over the Sunnydale landscape as quietly as the fall of night. The four people aboard it, Janskey, Leonard, Catherine, and Remy, were all Wolfram and Hart security officers. They had all worked as mercenaries in their previous lives. Leonard and Catherine got their experience in South Africa; Leonard was trained to fight in Afghanistan. No one knew anything about Remy. All they knew was that he had a lot of experience fighting vampires. Janskey was the pilot. He was looking for a place to land. Catherine worked the equipment given to them by Wolfram and Hart. She used it to locate and track the Predator they had been sent to kill. Their tactical briefing had been quite clear. Locate and neutralize the Predator without alerting the public or the slayer. Remy found it funny they had been sent to protect the bosses' old girlfriend.
"Hey Kat, you through playing with your box?" Remy said. Catherine looked up. She was still trying to get a solid read on the Predator's position.
"Eat me." She said. Catherine grinned like a wolf. If she needed too, she could be as foul mouth as any of the guys. The console made a brief beeping sound. Catherine tapped the screen.
"Got you, bastard." She said. "Find a spot to two clicks east of here. That's where we're find our boy." Catherine tapped the back of the pilot seat with her fist. "We are on" she said with excitement.
"I hear that." Leonard said.
The helicopter set down quietly in an open field next to a major expanse of woods. They spread out. Remy scanned the woods around him. He had point. He'd heard the Predator liked to watch from the trees. The light from the helicopter formed a small pool of light. They moved away from that light into the darkness.
"I got movement!" Remy yelled excitedly. Catherine rolled her eyes.
"Stealth much?" She said as sarcastically as possible. "Don't tell me this is your first monster hunt?"
Remy ignored her. He scanned again then stopped cold. Remy slowly looked up. They could see the shimmering outlines of the Predator's invisible form.
"Open fire!" He yelled. They opened fire. Remy poured over a thousand rounds per second into the Predator from his modified AK-113. His team mates followed. Over ten thousand rounds per second poured into the Predator. Bits of his flesh exploded outwards. His wounds healed almost as fast as they were made.
"Sunlight!" Remy screamed as he hit the grenade launcher. Everyone blinked. The polarized contact lenses each had installed clicked into place. The grenade exploded producing a tiny star ten times brighter than the noon day sun.
"There!" Angel said as he pointed to the screen. Geosynchronous satellites permanently hovering over Sunnydale showed a bright flair that momentary turned the screen white. His war against the Predator could be seen from orbit.
"Not so much." Eve said to herself.
"He's not dead!" Remy said. He was amazed. The Predator had already healed. "Flame throwers, now!" He screamed.
Reddish orange flames hit the Predator. Its body caught fire. It didn't make any difference.
"What the fuck is this?" Leonard said as he fired hundreds of tiny stakes per second into the Predator. Its bright burning form leapt upon him and gutted him with one stroke. Still on fire, the Predator jabbed into Leonard and tore his spine out and held it high in the air. Pieces of him hung off the meter long wrist knife.
The night sky lit again. Catherine launched two more daylight spectrum grenades. This was no longer a covert mission. This was the kill or be killed scenario. She began to understand just how little her bosses at Wolfram and Hart understood what it was they were dealing with. A red triangle appeared on her forehead. She didn't notice it. A single plasma burst exploded from the Predator. It struck Catherine. Her head exploded.
Charred chunks of her were still in the air as the Predator began to scan his surroundings for someone else to kill. The Predator was in full homicide mode. He could tell by their smell that these men were with Wolfram and Hart. He heard something in the bushes. The Predator stood. He switched to infrared. In the pitch blackness he saw streaks of green and the slight red glow of someone's body heat.
Something sharp and hard came down across the back of his head. Remy still held the edge of the dual edge battle axe as the Predator turned his head towards him.
"Say goodnight demon." Remy said in his thick Louisiana accent. The Predator hit a button on his electronics. A highly stylized computer voice played back the last sound it recorded.
"Goodnight demon." It said. The Predator whipped its fist to fast to follow and slammed it into Remy's chest breaking through his ribs smashing his heart. Remy's eyes rolled back. The Predator pulled his bloody arm out of the body.
"Oh shit!" Janskey thought as he cowered in the bushes. He tried to remain very still. He had just watched his team mates die. He shifted slightly in the bushes. His palm came down upon a twig. He heard it snap.
The Predators head turned. It had heard something in the dark. It scanned the woods in infrared. He saw his target. Janskey took his shot. He leapt out of the bushes with twin .45 cal glocks blazing. The bullets went cleanly through the Predator. In four steps the Predator was upon him. It grabbed him by the throat and sunk his teeth into his neck. The Predator drained Janskey in less than two seconds. He dropped the body and bellowed into the night.
This was his challenge to the Wolf Ram and Hart: "After thousands of years I am undefeated. I dare you to come for me!" The Predator went to tear apart the helicopter with his bare hands.
"What was that?" Angel asked.
"That is the problem." Eve responded. "That hunter is old. We have no idea what it is. We have been trying to kill this thing for thousands years. It's not your typical vampire." Angel mulled over the information for the longest. He did not like Buffy's odds.
"What about the other one?" Angel asked. "What purpose does it serve?"
"It." Eve said as she flicked a switch that brought a high definition image of the Alien on the huge flat screen. "It is a gift from one of our clients, Weyland-Yutani. It is the member of the only species that has ever gone head to head with the Predator and survived."
Angel considered his options. "Until we can think of something better, we're going to have to leave it to Buffy. Everyone agreed. Eve was strangely silent. She still had her secrets.
