AN: Looks like it's getting pretty exciting kiddies! So far we have Gwen and the Predator in the midst of a conflict, and Brian is on his way upstairs! D: How will this dire situation turn out?! Let's read, shall we? :P

WARNING: This chapter contains harsh language and... that's it! I promise that later on in the story (probably much later on) we'll get to the nitty gritty parts. ;D

Disclaimer: I do not own AVP or any of the character in it. I do own Gwen, my OC Predator, and Brian though... and Brian's friend whose name I have not mentioned unfortunately. XD Lol, poor guy.


Chapter Three: The Enemy of My Enemy is My Friend

Gwen was able to glance over the railing and see her brother come up the staircase with the fake spear still in his hand. There was no way he could see this... this thing in their house. First of all, if they did encounter each other, Brian would attack the beast without further thought seeing as his little sister's life was at stake. Second of all, he would most likely end up dead because of it. What a story that would be to tell mom and dad, right?

She had to delay him and get this psycho douche bag out of here before things got ugly. The creature was about to move towards the source of the sound, but Gwen rushed past and beat him to Brian.

"Hey! What's that? You're video thingy? Yeah, okay! Um, let me just put this away for you!" Gwen said in an out-of-breath panicky voice, snatching the overgrown stick from his hands and running back upstairs with it. Her brother barely got a word out before he shrugged and went back down the few steps he'd climbed to wait for her.

Gwen was facing the creature now, the make-shift weapon grasped tightly in her sweaty palms. His beady green eyes narrowed ever so slightly at the stance she had took. A stance that said, "Fight me".

Unfortunately, that's not what Gwen was going for at all.

With this misinterpretation, the beast snarled and headed directly towards her, accepting the foolish challenge. The smaller girl saw this and moved into her brother's room, slowly forming a plan in her head. There had to be another way of getting this guy outta here besides the front door. She looked behind her quickly and noticed that Brian's window was much bigger than her own (vaguely wondering shy she didn't choose this room in the first place when they moved here).

It seemed that was the only ticket out of here along with the giant warrior.

Gwen reached behind her as the overgrown creature began backing her up against the wall. She held up the spear to make sure he stayed at a good distance, but this defense wouldn't hold for long.

Unlocking the hatch on the window, she lifted it up easily and stepped through. He didn't understand what she was trying to accomplish at first, but a hasty side-nod from her towards outside gave him a hint. She wanted to take this battle into a more open area. He could agree with that. This dwelling was too cramped for a proper fight.

Gwen had already jumped down and landed almost unceremoniously on her feet. The beast followed suit and landed heavily, but not faltering in the least. She took a few backward leaps away from her opponent, the fake spear still at the ready.

She might as well have been just as insane as this guy here, trying to take on a man/thing triple her size and body weight. He could probably crush her with one sausage-sized pinky! Wait... was she taking him on? The original plan was to lead him as far away from the house as possible and run like hell. Now what was she doing?!

There was a steady stare down for a while, and without a warning the creature came after her in a mockingly slow pace.

The only thing she could do was back away into the woods, which is exactly what happened. Soon they were at least a few yards away, the house almost out of site. Maybe bringing them into an isolated area wasn't such a good idea after all. No telling what this guy would do to her. Whatever he had planned, pain was to be involved, that was a fact.

His wrist blades drawn, Gwen finally felt her eyes watering from fear and wanted so badly to run as far as her legs could carry her, but he'd backed her up against a small wall of trees. He was only a few steps away from gutting her alive, so Gwen did the only thing she could think of. Once he raised his arm to strike she helplessly thrust the spear forward, landing it smack dab in the middle of his old wound.

This surprised the beast. Seeing as how scared and weak she was, he didn't expect her to make a move. Had he underestimated his human prey again? The stab from her weapon usually wouldn't have been so affective if he didn't already have a gaping injury there. This made him roar in pain and cease his attack on the girl for now.

Gwen also had a shocked expression. Did she actually land a hit?! Oh crap. Now he'd be pissed. Whatever he was just about to do to her before would most likely be inflicted upon her ten times harder.

The creature grabbed the stick and ripped it out of his body, the same green liquid she saw earlier being splattered everywhere. She could only assume it was his weird alien blood.

With his mandibles spread, the beast glared at Gwen and readied his wrist blade for a second attempt at ending her life. She would have covered herself with her arms (as much good that would've done her), but paused in her action, focused on something much more interesting than their one-sided brawl. The overgrown creature, with his sharp senses, had noticed the girl's sudden mood transition and followed her distracted gaze to whatever diverted her attention. He turned around and, next thing he knew, the beast was on his back from being thrown to the ground by a black blur.

Gwen saw this vicious struggle and was only too flabbergasted to make sense of what was up or down anymore. The monster that had jumped her attacker was just as large as him but with an elongated head and a shiny black exoskeleton all over it's body. The two were rolling on the ground, roars and screeches echoing through the forest. Gwen had never passed out before, but there was a first time for everything!

No. If she fainted here, one of them would finish her later for sure.

The girl unglued herself from the safety of the trees and side-stepped around the battle, praying none of them would see her. Fortunately, they were too busy with their fight to notice anything else transpiring around them.

Gwen knew that she couldn't just leave. Both of these creatures were obviously blood thirsty and whoever won would eventually terrorize the rest of the neighborhood and probably more! She could only wait for one of them to die so that she could hopefully finish off the last one. Despite this decision, Gwen was not feeling at all brave. Her legs tingled at the desire to run, and yet a tiny portion of her body still held a little self confidence, especially since one of the beasts was wounded. That's when she remembered...

The spear!

She searched for the weapon and found it lying not but a few feet away from where the warrior had thrown it. But because she ran for it, the black alien caught the sudden movement in the corner of it's eye. It also saw that she was attempting to arm herself and help with the fight. With an ear-splitting cry, the creature shoved it's current opponent aside and swung it's tail towards the unsuspecting girl. Gwen turned around to see the black whip hurling in her direction. She didn't have enough time to react. But she didn't have to.

The warrior creature was on the scene again. He unleashed an unusual metal disc and managed to slice off the alien's tail before it reached her. The spewing appendage landed right at Gwen's feet, causing her to jump back and witness the power of the acidic blood as it seeped into the solid ground. 'Oh snap. Good thing that didn't hit me.' At this point, she didn't question the laws of physics anymore. Gwen drew her attention back to the danger ahead and saw the two beasts in battle once more.

This was her chance! While one of the creature's backs were turned, she would sneak up behind them and plunge the spear into it's body! It all sounded pretty exciting when you thought about it, but this wasn't the movies so Gwen knew she had to be especially cautious.

With the silence of a snake, the young girl made her way to where the fighting took place, careful not to get in their peripheral vision again. She closed in on the black alien first, raised the weapon, and struck him square in the back.

Not a single scratch.

The tip of the spear (which was a sharpened rock her brother made) broke into pieces against the hard shell. This only angered the alien and with what seemed like a flick of his wrist, she was hurdled back about 15 feet to the ground. The blow hit her in the stomach causing the breath to be knocked out of her.

"Ohhh..." She groaned in pain. This was worse than that time her brother purposely let her fall from the swing in their old back yard.

The warrior thought to take this as an advantage and strike the alien while it was distracted, but this particular prey was more cunning than he expected. The black monster swirled around and rammed his enemy into a tree, holding him up by the chest and crushing his wound under the agonizing pressure. The warrior cried out and tried desperately to squirm free, but to no avail. Green blood was oozing out of his open wound, and it didn't seem like he would last much longer due not only to the alien, but from blood loss as well.

After Gwen had taken a handful of short gasps to get her breathing under control, she stood up shakily and looked at the gruesome scene before her. From the looks of it, the black alien was going to win seeing as the other creature was under it's complete... un-mercy? She began to retreat, deciding to run for it since there was no earthly chance she'd be able to make a difference. As she was taking wobbly steps backwards, Gwen's foot landed on the flat side of the sharp metal disk her first attacker had used. She stared at the weapon, noticing how advanced it was compared to anything she'd ever seen. Her dad had a job involving national defense weapons. He did the selling part and, as his daughter, she'd seen a lot more weapons than a teenage girl should see. But nothing like this.

She had an idea muddling in her head for the past few seconds. If her make-shift spear wasn't able to pierce the hard exterior of that alien, and this disc could... then maybe she could use it?

Hesitantly, Gwen picked it up and tip toed towards the black menace.

Meanwhile with the warrior, his sight was beginning to dim from the loss of blood, but his opponent wouldn't let up yet. It thrust out it's inner mouth threateningly and was poised to plant an alien seed into the creature's body. All the victim could think about was if there was any way to reach his self-destruct device, but it was impossible. Seems like his last hunt had finally come.

But just as he was about to accept defeat, the alien let out a horrible screech, it's grip loosening from his abdomen. If he had the strength to see what had happened, he would. But the next thing the warrior knew, his world went dark and he felt a jolt to his head as he fell to the ground.

Gwen had hit the mark. Acid blood squirted from the beast's head so she pulled her hand away before any splashed on her. Some did manage to get on her forearm though and she yelped in pain, quickly wiping the substance off with her other sleeve and burning that as well. The damage had been done though. It would probably leave a permanent scar.

After a few moments of flailing and stumbling, the alien fell over and died with the disc lodged in it's skull.

There was a deafening silence in the forest for the longest time. It was as if all the animals had fled, knowing the impending danger that loomed over their home. No one was around, except for a little 19 year old girl covered in dirt and blood that was not her own.

Gwen fell to her knees and finally broke down from all the trauma. Tears streamed down her face from the overwhelming events that took place only within a few hours. She didn't have the energy to sob even though her insides wanted to, nor could she move from the heavy trembling of her muscles. This was assuredly one of those life experience she would never forget, even as she lay on her death bed.

Gwen stayed like this for a while until she felt comfortable and calm enough to get up and analyze the situation at hand.

What were these things? Where had they come from? Why were they fighting? How did she get mixed up in all this?!

There was no way she could answer these questions on her own, so what was the point of asking them? Gwen scooted closer to the blood bath to make sure that both creatures were actually dead. The black alien was, without a doubt, non-living. This was the first time she got a good look at it's face.

'What an ugly bastard.'

Making sure not to step on any of the creature's acid, she shuffled over to the warrior. He was also bleeding a good amount of blood, but for some reason she felt a little bad for him. Remembering back to when the black beast was about to stick her like a shish kabob, the warrior had basically saved her life. Why she was thinking back to that specific moment, Gwen didn't know. What she DID know was that her troubles seemed to have come to an end-

"Grrrrrllluuuughrrrr..."

Nuh-uh.

This was not happening.

The warrior stirred, but barely. His wound was too excruciating for him to be conscious. And yet, somehow, this big guy was still alive. Should it have been surprising? Not really. Not after all that Gwen had been through.

She should have just walked away. It wasn't hard to do. Just go back home, take a second shower, and forget all that ever happened between these two strange races. But Gwen had a soft spot for animals. So did this mean she also had a soft spot for... outer world beings?

Oh boy... what was she getting herself into?

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AN: Whoa! It got kinda dramatic kinda fast, don't you think? Well, I'm sorry if some of you guys think that ('cuz I sure do). But at least I kept it real, right? As for the alien suddenly popping in, I couldn't think of any other reason Gwen would take an injured Predator into her home again unless he saved her life. Yah, it's hokey, but that's all I got at 1:30 am in the morning. I promise that there probably won't be anything going by this fast, this dramatically from now on, k?

Yautja Dictionary:

Nothing that needs defining yet! But believe me, you'll see some soon. ;)

DEAR REVIEWERS:

CJzilla: Lulz! I only have an older sister who's 6 years apart from me, so we get along well. I wouldn't know how crazy a house could be unless we were around the same age or something. XD

Dyanasty Artemis: You know, I have no idea what happened with that underwear of hers. XD Maybe he was fighting the alien with it still hanging from his armor, lol. Now that's a pretty picture. No actually, it fell off when he moved to the window in her room but I just didn't mention it.

Duvet: Sorry! I'll try not to do that so much!

soaringphoenix86: Thanks for your interest in my fic! :D As for why he turned to Gwen when she grabbed him, it's just b/c she was interfering his hunt so he planned to kill her right there. Beforehand he didn't do anything to harm Gwen b/c she didn't pose as a threat. Hope that answers the question!

8yume: Thanks! :)

SomeOtherPerson: Yeah, I like to go slow and make it as interesting as possible so people can feel more attached to the story and characters. And I hate how cheesy some fics are, so I won't be doing anything like what you mentioned. XD

Peya Luna: Only child? Nevar! XD That would be so sad. :(