Author's Note;

Smiles; Ah justice it may not always feel fully satisfying but it gets something done. For you all PizzaCatDavid got his story back from the ass that tried to pass it for his own on Wattpad. So again thanks to all who sent there help to David and I'll send you a super hug. What makes this different then my regular hugs well I talk to you like Morgan Freeman as we hug and drink. Ok done to the reviews, Cf96 simple to the point and I'll take it. Zachary Wisky yet again simple to the point and I'll take it. 304th'sMan well seeing as I'm taking my partners Jester's advice and holding off the lemons for a while don't worry. And I won't rush the lemons they will come naturally. Also thanks for the likes and here's your update.

Yautja hunters View

"My Lord the Ooman ship has crashed on the planets surface". Seeing the large seasoned Elite turn to me his many scars signifying his success as a hunter. Not many were allowed to hunt with him but today he was selecting the next batch of Blooded hunters that would join our ranks. His name was Lord Bli'tia not many Elites Yautja were given the title of Lord. But when the Elders of Yautja Prime calls for your audience it means a few things. And more times they are good. Lord Bli'tia, "How many life signs were on that ship"? "Just two mostly the first was the pilots and that other was coming from another portion of the ship. But it was weak as if the human was close to dying". Lord Bli'tia, "So two of them but one too weak... it might have died in the crash. But it does not matter tell the young that they have an additional prey. Also that I expect them to perform well, I expect two trophies from each of them.

"But remind them that it is not just the trophy it is the skill they use that will cast my judgment". "Yes my lord". Walking out of his chambers I passed three guards standing by one of the broadcasting consoles. "What are you three doing"? Guard, "Have you not hear Second Hunter the Blind Demon had another fight". Looking at the relaying news broadcast showing the Ooman dressed in costume armor firing our weapons and using his own unique blades like no other human. Watching his projection laid waste to the Bad Bloods was odd his moves scared me a little. Guard, "What kind of Ooman can fight a Bad Blood Berserker and live? Is that Ooman even mortal"? Walking away I once more headed to the main controls room to relay my Lords message. 'But still to face such an Ooman even a seasoned Hunter might not be even...Blind Demon what kind of Ooman are you'?

Third person's View

Jace was fine thanks to his armors locking shield it stopped him from taking too much damage as he bounced around in the ship. Jace, "Cha I have to leave you hidden but don't worry this Yautja's gauntlet will mask your presences and keep your life support going". Cha, "Where will you go Silent"? Jace, "That was a Yautja ship canon that hit us with luck that means a smaller ship will be on this planet. With it we can use it to get off the planet before their main ship even notices. And with the ships speed they won't be able to caught us as easily as they wish". Cha, "Be swift then Silent and be safe her memories and mine tell me to worry for you". Jace touched the tubes glass saying, "From your words I do feel something as well I thank you for keeping her memory alive Cha. I will return and we will get to the planet and find my mothers notes". With that Jace masked his face as he raced out from the ships side entrance.

Jace began making his way through the rocky terrain of the planet he was now stranded on. Using the radar hub Jace began to scan the air for any life sign's. He first scanned ten yards, fifteen, twenty, thirty, and all the way to half a mile. In time a good few blips came on to his radar following them the blips were moving east from where he was tracking them. Jace soon went into an armor-enhanced sprint to lessen his exertion. After two hours of running Jace stopped and cloaked himself after he felt another's presence. Looking up Jace soon saw a Yautja ship began to drop parachuted crates from its bottom. Jace began to scan the crates only to find that some of the things inside were animals of some kind. Jace, 'So this is one of your hunting grounds isn't it Yautja's... well sorry to have to be the one to put more of your young hunters into the ground'. Going back to his search for the life signs he picked up early Jace found where two of the blips were going.

Jace's View

Walking to the blips they had picked a nice place to hide under a stream pocket by several large rocks. It was helping hid their heat signatures for the most part. Walking through the falling water I was met by someone shooting me in the chest. "Hey hold fire damn it". Looking around I found the startled looks of several people. Three dressed as marines, two in prisons uniforms, three dressed as unidentified merc's maybe rebels, then another two dressed as if they were civilians. "Oh right the outfit here let me help you understand better". Clicking my gauntlet the cloth over my face slipped up to reveal my face. Marine, "Who the hell are you"? "The names Jace and if you want to live through this Predator hunting ground you'll have to listen to me". Prisoner, "And why should I"? "Cause you jail baited idiot how many of them have you killed and repurposed their technology for your own... none then yeah I believe I'm your best shot.

"But if you want to do things on your own I'll leave you to it". Merc, "How did you kill them"? "I killed them because I have the tech plus I knew their tactics for fighting". Prisoner two, "What's your plan"? "Kill them grab their ship and get the hell out of here. But I still have a friend hurt back at my ship that they shot down". Marine two, "You have a ship"? "Had a ship they shot me down now my friend's life support is running on one of their gauntlets. So I need another ships energy to keep it going. But if you all want to sit here and hope they'll leave you alone think again. These guys are seasoned killers or trainees that want to make you their first trophies. So sit here and try to hold out or grow a pair and fight". The marines and civilian walked over to me. "So I take it that the rest of you won't be joining us fine then". Nodding at the five we walked from under the running water and found a cave a good ways away.

Civilian, "So what's your story your not a marine and your not with the Weyland Yutani Corporation... so what is it"? "I'm just a wandering soul who was given a mission to find a lost family that I next really knew. This mission has brought me to kill several Predators as well as a good number of Covenant Elites. Now they placed a bounty on my head for any brave enough to challenge me. And Weyland Yutani wants me cause of how I repurposed their tech into what I'm wearing now. But you have to admit not bad for a blind man right"? Marine three, "Your blind"? Lifting my sunglasses I showed them my dark glasses eyes. Marine two, "Have your eyes always moved like that"? "Not sure just like I said I've been through a lot over this long mission of mine and I plan to complete it. Now then this plan is straightforward but for you all it requires you not to hesitate even for a moment".

Before I continued my radar told me of two approaching targets. Pulling my lightsaber from my belt I stood ready at the caves entrance. But as the targets go close I found that I was the two of the Merc's from earlier. Whistling the two ran over seeing me once inside I threw a camouflage device at the caves entrance. Merc, "It was horrible they came from nowhere and separated us. The killed those two in the jumpsuits with ease. Then they killed our boss even when he was shooting his AA at them. His bullets looked like they weren't even tickling those things". "Because that's all most bullets do to them. They've been trained since childhood to ignore pain to them its a sign of weakness that their prey can use. But how many did your manage to see before you got here"? They went through every detail they could nodding that the info they gave was clear. "This is no normal hunt usually they hunt in groups no bigger then three. But from you two are telling me there are at least seven of them.

"Plus the differences in their stripes and skin color makes it even worse. They aren't all from the same clan they were all selected from different clans. And finally the weird symbols you say were on their masks means their Blooded. We're fighting experienced hunters that have been through not only their beginning hunts but to the gods know how many others. *Exhale* marines how many weapons do you have each"? Marine, "One of us had a smart gun but from our first fight with them they killed the operator. Now we have one shotgun, three handguns, and two submachine guns". "Merc's how many rounds do you have"? Merc, "We have only the two M14's with three clips each". "You two are civilians but they don't take any civilians. You two must be skilled in some means of combat". Civilian in the torn suite, "Yes I'm a professional hitman my own weapons are a flip knife and a Taser. Wish I had my crossbow right now". Civilian in the hoodie, "I'm a gangbanger from the lower states. I pulled of a solo drive by for my crew with this UZI".

"Well if this is what we have best make the most of it. Ok when we engage the Predators don't shot separate you'll need at least three guns on one. Mr. Hitman you'll have to standby and be our scout you'll have to tell us where they'll be attacking from". Hitman, "If it means I don't have to use a gun I'm fine with it never really took to the load damn things". Smirking I told them to get some rest because what I have planned for tomorrow they'll need it. As the still drops dripped from the siding of the cave entrance I motion the survivors to follow close. As we pushed into the rock formations that was to the south of the cave Mr. Hitman was hanging back. He had a pair of binoculars and one of my short clocking devices. So long as he didn't move too quickly or too often no one would be able to see him. And with one of the marine's radios he could call to us when he saw movement above us.

Merc, "So when we find them then what"? "If I kill one we can find or use its gauntlet to call a ship. Then we get off this rock but if we run into complications then things might get bad". Marine, "What kind of complications are we talking about here"? "Well for one if one of them finds out I'm here they could send some pretty tough customers and say fuck it to all of us". Gangbanger, "But they'll just want you why kill the rest of us after"? Merc two, "Cause you fool we're just wild game to them that's all they see humans as. If one of us gets lucky like mister armor here then they want to kill that guy even more. Sure they do anything to get him but then what happens we get fucked because we didn't listen to him and his advice. So stop crying about the what if's what we need to worry about is where these fuckers are". "Anything Mr. Hitman"? Radio, "Not even a disturbed pebble these fucks are probably waiting for you to get closer". Clicking my arm I used my radar once more, "Nothing in the immediate area where could they be"?

Looking up I heard a small whistling sound go by zooming in on the creature making it I found that it was some kind of drone. "Well looks like our friends are scouting us trying to find a weakness. That thing that just flew over us was some kind of drone anything yet Mr. Hitman"? Mr. Hitman, "Two separate fast moving ones heading your way from the southwest". Pulling my rifle I took aim at the ground saying, "When I shoot it'll blind their sight of you then you all divide them attention. Allowing me to get closer on three... one... two... three". With that I shot into the stream kicking up water and rock. Soon the two teams of three picked their target and began to open fire. Merc, "Eat that you fucking bastards"! Gangbanger, "Damn right you fucker die"! Marine, "Aim for their chest and legs they're the less protected"! As the team did their job I flanked to the right and right on time one Yautja took cover behind a rock. Sending a hard left into his masks jaw I jumped and closed lined his neck.

With him on the ground I stomped onto his face and fired a burst clean into his partner. Seeing the Yautja's left arm and a fraction of his torso crumble to the ground I shot the other one with my handgun. With both dead I snatched up their stuff and told everyone to fall back. In time we we're back at the cave and I was going over the memory of both gauntlets. Marine three, "So anything"? "Yes and this is not good, from what I found in their gauntlet systems we're going up against not just a odd number of Predators. We're fighting a Predator Lord that is trying to select a new batch of trainees. He handpicked their guys from various clans and they are the best. The ones we just killed only just started to hunt three years ago and got picked because they were given high recommendations. The others are far worse then what we just fought". Merc, "Shit things just got really bad from the way you're talking".

"If we didn't have problems before it just became a fucking shit storm. Predator Lords are just a few years short of being Prime Predators. These Prime one have lived through things that would make the kind of animals we hunt look like pups. Stuff from a writers worse nightmare come to life is the type of shit they've seen. And the Lord we've got to pass is one know for being ruthless to humans he hunts. You marines ever hear of the ZT-0021 incident"? Marine three, "Yes over one hundred Striders of the colonial marines special unites were killed after a communications black out over the span of two weeks". "It wasn't any black it was him I still remember when Captain Boozer and my old Crash unite got there with five other squads. The place was a ghost town and everywhere you turned there wasn't a portion of the ground that didn't have a pool of blood. We found the facilities director the only body that was still dressed in uniform. His spine and head were gone but his shirt was ripped open and he'd written the words 'worthy toys' on the director's chest. Everywhere that bastards gone he's killed marines and Special Forces from all outer colony governments.

"Weyland and the company owns the media so no ones heard a word. They even paid off families to keep their mouths shut. This guy will hear that we killed those two and when he does shits going to get serious. With means I need to work fast to create something to slow them down for you to fight them. Cause what we did won't work a second time and these fuckers have a larger strength comparison to all of you". Merc two, "Why can't you just make us armor like yours"? "Cause it'll take time we don't have... I'm going to get to work on creating some kind of gear with their weapons so we can fortify the area. But we'll need to work fast so get out there and look. And I don't need to warn you all to stay together". Nodding they went out into the dark and I knew I wasn't going to get any sleep for another night.

Smiles; Hoped you all liked it so yeah like, share, and comment if its not too much. Again thanks to everyone who helped PizzaCatDavid. Peace off and I'll HUG YOU LATER!