Back again with a quick chapter, and I hope you enjoy it!

Your name- (Y/N)

Your favorite/eye color- (F/E)

Your hair color- (H/C)

Your Hair length- (H/L)

You stood still, shocked by what he was doing.

"Are you suggesting that we fight?"

"Yes." He put his hands back up after he finished signing. You watched his movements, then scratched your head with your hand on your hip.

"Why? I'm trying to fulfill a promise I made, and if there are more of you hidden in the base, I want to get them out before the base is incinerated."

"I'm sick of you humans touching me."

"I'm trying to make sure you don't die on me out there. I want to get your brothers out of there, as well as any infants stuck in there."

"Then what?"

"I don't know."

"You don't know?"

"Well, what the hell do you want to do? I don't exactly have the rest of the predators on speed dial."

"Why do you think I was out here? I was trying to track down a ship that I heard the men in white were talking about."

"A ship?"

"I overheard them talking about something odd on the sensors. I don't know what they meant, but they labeled it as inactive."

"So, the location files must be in the base." You removed your mask to make him look into your eyes, and continued signing. "And that means only I can excess the computer files, as well as any transportation vehicles we'll need to get to the location of the ship."

He growled again, turning away and punched the wall. You flinched but remained rigid as you put your mask on your face. You weren't about to let a mad predator alien get in the way of keeping your promise to Lieutenant Williams. Clearing your throat, you got his attention again, and continued to sign.

"Now, do you want to fight or work together, so we both can get out of here alive?"

He was silent for a time, but he eventually answered.

"Fine."

"Smart move. Now," You looked for a first-aid kit and found one fully equipped with another canister of acid burn solution. "Sit your ass down so I can change your bandages. Otherwise, I'm not leaving this place."

Growling, he slowly sat down and allowed you to remove his old bandages. You soaked a piece of cotton, and gently pressed it against his abdomen, holding it in place to allow his body to soak up the solution to avoid infections. He growls and flinches which makes you drop the gauze on his lap.

You grunt out in frustration when he keeps moving. "That's it!" You cry out before signing to him.

"Lie down on the ground."

He cocks his head at you.

"Why?"

"You keep moving, and I'm using more solution than I need for your wounds."

"Then focus."

"I can't if you keep moving. Now lie down."

He growls at you but does as you ask. He sits down than lies back straight on the ground.

"Thank you."

You signed to him and begin the process of soaking a piece of gauze than placing it on his wounds, allowing his body to absorb the solution. While you applied the solution, he began signing to you.

"Why are you so concerned about this?"

With a sigh and using one hand, you replied.

"Because if we're going to help them escape, you need to be-"

He put his hand up to stop you as he began signing to you next.

"No. Why are concerned with helping my brothers escape?"

You paused for a second, thinking about your response.

You notice that his lower torso is cover in scars. There is one that catches your attention as it is the biggest one on him. Curious, you gently touch it, your fingers lightly gliding on the enlarged scar, watching at how it deep it was compared to the other. He doesn't move for a moment, until your fingers run under his armor where you can no longer see them.

He grabs your hand and stands up, not signing to you as he does so. You stand up next after him, mad as he messed up the work you did.

"Hey!" You yelled at him. He stopped for a moment before moving again to retrieve the rest of his armor pieces. "You idiot, will you stop moving and let me finish!?" You put your hand on his shoulder, and he turns in an instant, wrapping his hand around your throat, holding you in the air in a tight grip with a threaten and heart stopping roar.

You struggle against him, clawing at his wrist, trying to pry his fingers open, but it has no affect on the massive brute. Using whatever energy you have before your eyes go dark, you bring your foot under the chin of his mask which makes him stagger, giving you the opportunity to force your weight forward and pulling your legs to his shoulders. Before you black out from lack of oxygen, you use your remaining strength to push forward and force his grip away from your throat to drop you flat on the ground.

Coughing, you grip your throat, heaving in as much air into your lungs as possible, but before you can fully recover, you stand up as you notice the predator recover from the fall. As soon as he stands, he charges straight towards you and the fight begins.

He charges full speed towards you, but you move quickly before he could make contact with you, and jump onto his back, forcing all your weight onto his shoulders, staggering his balance and making the both of you fall to the ground. But in the process, your eye mask falls off your faces and hits the ground with an audible thump beside. Searching for it, you find it quickly and put it back on, just in time when the predator gets back up.

Standing, you roll your head, cracking any tight joints in your neck.

He faces you, and growls. He charges, but you're quick to dodge, and swipe your leg behind his legs, successfully tripping him. He lands face first, and you grab his arm, putting your knee on his shoulder blade, and trap him on the ground. Yanking his arm backwards, you apply more weight on his shoulder to prevent him from attempting to get up.

But he uses his other arm to push himself up, and knocks you on your back, using this time to rip your mask from your head. You grab his hand and bring your foot to his face to push him away. You both roll around on the ground until he gets a good grip your hair instead of the mask You scream out in pain as he yanks more of your hair out before he tries to grab your mask again.

"Fuck!" You scream as you sucker punch him in the neck to distract him as you stand up to massage your head where he took out your hair. "Damn that fucking hurt!"

He growls as he gets up to toss your hair aside and charge towards you again. This time, you didn't have the time to move and he slams you into the wall, his arm going across your chest, your feet leaving the ground. All the breath in your body leaves your lungs in an instant, and you struggle against him. You bring your elbow down on his head, but it doesn't faze him, then you free you knee and manage to push him away from you, giving you air.

Taking advantage of the space you now have, you bring your elbow down on his arm, making him loose his grip and giving you more freedom as you bring up your leg to his neck, and using all your power to push him away from you before he could force you against the wall again, and made him fall on the ground on his back.

But you forgot that he was the only thing holding you on the wall, so when you freed yourself from it, you dropped to the ground on your back.

"Shit!" You groaned as you hit your head, but you set it aside to focus on the predator before he could do anything more. You stood up instantly, grabbing your gun, not to fire at him, but using the end of it to hit him in the head, knocking off his helmet. You grabbed it and signed with your free hand.

"Had enough?"

He growls, his face clearly showing his rage.

"You're an annoying human, but you know how to fight."

"No shit."

"But no more touching me."

"I was inspecting your torso for more wounds."

"I have no wounds on my torso."

"Well I didn't know that." You finish and hand him his mask. "Are we going to continue this pointless fight or are we going to finish our mission and get the computer files and get the hell outta of this hellhole?"

"Let's go then human."

"(Y/N)"

"What?"

"My name is (Y/N)."

"What's a name?"

"Name is something someone goes by. You don't have one?"

"No."

"What do I call you then?"

"Whatever you want."

"How about..." You contemplated on what to call him, something you would only use on him. "Cronus?"

"Cronus?"

"Don't like it? How about Ryker then?"

"What does it mean?"

"It's a name of strength. A friend of mine who was killed in the field was named Ryker."

He was silent.

"Better than Cronus."

"Alright Ryker, lets go."

You and Ryker got your things and more supplies and guns before leaving the cave out the entrance the xenomorphs made. The sky was lighting up and there were no signs of xenomorphs anywhere. With your map out on one hand, you led Ryker to the main base entrance.

When you got there, you saw the carnage was more brutal than you thought. The dead bodies of your comrades were scattered throughout the base, making it a military graveyard. And the front of the gates, you saw your Lieutenant's body where you left him, and the fertile xenomorph by his body. Before entering, you stomped on the xenomorph before walking in with Ryker.

Looking around you, you saw numerous soldiers, some of them with their chests busted out where the xenomorphs broke out of them. But the odd thing as that some of them were shot straight on.

"What the fuck?" You bent down to look at one of the corpses, belonging to the leader of the Alpha team; Jonathan Whyte was shot in the head, and his guns weren't shot at all. "Somethings not right."

You hear a growl and look up to Ryker.

"We need to keep moving."

"Hold on. Somethings not right."

"What?"

"Whyte is the leader the alpha team, but his weapons were never used."

"Why?"

"Some of them were shot, not attacked or nothing."

He knelled down to your height, looking at the brute of soldier. You inspected his mouth, looking for traces of an ovomorph egg. There were none.

"He wasn't attacked by an ovomorph."

"Are you sure?"

"His mouth isn't stretched and his esophagus isn't damaged. There is no way a facehugger got to him." Looking at his surroundings, you noticed that bullet shells were around his body as if he was dead before the attack happened. "He was shot before the base was compromised."

"One of your own killed him?"

"Looks at way, and some of them are like that too."

"There's one more thing..."

"What?"

Ryker looked around at the dead bodies before turning back to you.

"There should be more facehuggers here, but there are almost none."

Standing back up, you see that there were none that were shot. All of them had already completed their task before dying.

"This isn't right, if the ovomorphs got here by that truck, it shouldn't have destroyed the base."

"What are you thinking?"

Started running towards the truck that had come late last night that your were suppose to guard until it got here.

"This is the truck that I ensured got here undamaged."

You informed Ryker before taking out your mask and putting it on over your face. You notice Ryker signing to you after you secure it safely.

"What is that?"

"My mask to prevent the facehuggers from getting on me. We all got them. That's another thing..." Looking around again, you see no one had there masks on. Even if there were no ovomorphs in sight during a xenomorph attack, you were suppose to wear them as a security precaution. "We all have them, but none of them are wearing them and there are none in sight."

With that said, you open it, and see numerous hatched ovomorphs and three dead bodies, in the same state as the others. You got in and inspected the bodies, noticing that they were shot in the leg and arms, all pre-mortem before they died.

"Now that's even weirder."

"What is it?"

"These guys were shot before xenomorphs were born. They were wounded, and there are no guns in here as well as the masks." You looked at their dog tags. All of them were fresh outta boot camp, none of them trained for the XMTK. "These guy were rookies, none of them were trained to deal with anything that I trained for."

"All of them weren't your kind of soldiers?"

"No, these guys are new recruits. Rookies fresh outta basic training based off their tags."

You got up and walked out of the van before punching the side of the van as you feel all the grief hit you with full force. Punching it several more times, you feel someone grab your wrist. You look at Ryker standing at your side, before you push him from you and continue letting out your angry.

"Fuck! Fuck you, you fucking bastards!" You yelled backing away from the van before going for one more before Ryker grabs you from the front, your punch going into his stomach. He grabbed you into a tight embrace to stop. You start to push away from but the avail, he doesn't butch. "Let me go, goddamn it!"

He continues until you settle, eventually letting you go as you take off your mask to let the light hurt you enough to settle your angry down. Looking up at the sky, you feel the light burning your eyes with a blinding force. You look over at Ryker signing. But you couldn't see what he was signing just yet. I hold your hand out to stop him before you put your mask back on.

"What were you saying?"

"Did you know them?"

"Yes, but that's not what got me fired up."

"What is it?"

"This was planned." You take a deep breathe, getting your words together before telling him what your were thinking. "All of them were suppose to be sleeping when the truck suppose to get here, none of them were ready."

"And yet some of them were ready for an attack."

"Exactly, and they were shot down."

"The doctors must've planned this after I escaped."

"This confirms everything you told me, and says more."

"What?"

"That they brought all of us here; the XMTF, the reinforcements, and the truck. Me. They brought us here to breed more xenomorphs."

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