The Pred-Aliens began to cause havoc all around the city. Not only was the military of the United States Army getting their butts kicked, the Predators were also being systematically wiped out or implanted with a chestburster to become one of them. The Xenomorphs numbers were now at least double that of the humans and Predators in the city.

"Sir, I don't think nuking the city is the best option," the general said speaking with the president over the phone. "Your reports say the infestation is getting worse though, and I don't want it to get worse it needs to get better," he said. "Sir if you give me a couple thousand more troops I guarantee that we can pull this off," he said trying to sway the argument in his favor. The president sighed and thought for a second,"Fine, you'll get your troops but I want to see results in a month or I pull the plug and nuke the city." The general smiled when he heard the president say that, "I'll inform the men and women already here then."

The general walked out of his tent and looked at the roughly six thousand troops remaining. "I've got good news and bad news," he began," the good news is we are getting more troops. The bad news, if we don't produce results in a month this city will be nuked." Everyone was silent when the bad news hit. One month and then a nuke, they couldn't save the city in a month even with the new soldiers coming in.

"Sir," Kyle began," there is no way we can clear both those monsters out of here in a month." That's when he knew he screwed up. "Both," asked the general," you mean there are two different types of monsters running around here killing us and each other?" Kyle though for a second and then replied, "Yes sir, one can cloak itself with some sort of technology that's more advanced then what we have."

The situation had just gotten more complicated as they now needed to kill not only tens of thousands of Xenomorphs, but also another species. "Alright, I want to squads patrolling the perimeter at all times and I want another squad close by in case of attacks I will give everyone else assignments as I see fit," he said.

The next day, three thousand more troops showed up reporting in. The general told them how this combat zone would be unlike any they have been in so far. The next few days were spent with recon, battle planning, and small firefights with little casualties. The Predators also didn't keep their low profile that much anymore as they knew that the Xenomorphs were going to at least try to turn them into Pred-Aliens. They killed what Xenomorphs they could while out hunting, but it didn't seem like it was enough.

The Xenomorphs continued to engulf the entire city, until all that was really left was the human's encampment. Unknown at the time however, the Xenomorphs began to branch out into other cities. No one paid much attention as they only targeted homeless at first. But after a while the ever bold Xenomorph grabbed someone that actually would be missed.

In Albany, New York for instance a woman was seen walking her dog at about 7 o'clock in the morning. She went missing about three hours after that. Every rock was turned over, and every crack was looked at but she couldn't be found. More and more incidents, like this one, were occurring all over the continental United States. Hives developed in almost all of the major cities on the continent. This war had spread beyond the confines of New York and no one had a clue how.

Chaos erupted throughout the cities, as looting and panic became evident. Eventually, they would become host for these creatures. All flights and boats to and from the country were suspended due to the risk of spreading the hordes to other friendly countries. The humans pulled out of New York 3 weeks ahead of schedule, to try and control the outbreaks in the other cities.

The Predators observed every aspect of what was going on, but were honor bound in a way not to interfere with the humans by helping them. People remained indoors as rations were handed out to them from the soldiers. Some also left their homes in search of many of the refuge centers set up around the states.

The military was stretched very thin, averaging about 500 soldiers per city if not less. They had to deal not only with the Xenomorphs from time to time, but they also had to deal with gangs and marshal law.

How much more could the humans take before they lose their planet? How many more lives have to be lost before they just give in and surrender? Who knew the answers to both of those questions. The only way that they were going to live through this war was if they received help, which it seemed wasn't going to happen.

Days turned into months, as the war raged on. The Xenomorphs had amassed even more cities then had originally been thought, leaving death in their wake. The government was dead, never going to seem as to get back on its feet again. All that mattered was survival.

One of the few people that still fought, even though it all seemed pointless, was Kyle and some of the other soldiers he was with in New York. New York was the main hive, these other hives were just sub-hives not even the main place. As he stepped out of his tent to smoke a cigarette, he got an unlikely visitor.

It was a small group of Predators! Why had they even come to him? They were ready to break their honor code to help save this species that was a very strong warrior type of one. They handed over the modified technology and it seemed that they were offering their assistance to them.

With these new allies, the humans now have a small chance to win this war that has cost a lot of blood. The battle that will decide the fate of this planet, and the blood that will inherit it is on the horizon.