Here's chapter 11! Sorry for the LONG delay! I got grounded off my user (where my stories are) and couldn't update… grrrrrrrrrrr… parents. Thanks for the Reviews and hope you enjoy!

Predator 4: War of the Worlds

Chapter 11: War

Raz'anti stared though the view screen as the three Yautja starships approached the human home world. The hunters upon the planet had already gathered near the largest cities of the world and waited patiently for orders.

As soon as the Elders contacted her, the war was to begin. The warriors upon the ship, whether for the war or not, were anxiously awaiting the command. The ships' hull began to tremble as the heavy atmosphere of the planet shook the ship.

Within a few minutes, the ships were cruising above one of the most powerful continents upon the planet.

Suddenly, the view screen began to blink as a transmission was sent to the main computer. The Elders appeared on the screen.

"Greetings, Raz'anti. Are you upon the planet?" the high Elder Ra'el'tor asked.

"Greetings, Elder. We are above it. The warriors are ready. Do you wish to proceed?" Raz'anti inquired, although she already knew the answer.

The Elder paused for a moment, and then replied, "Begin the attack."

With those words, the war began.


The group raced though the compound trying to get out. They had already taken down many of the guards, but there were plenty more to take their place. They had found Yeyinde's armor in one of the rooms next to the lab. He was a pretty imposing sight with all of his armor and regalia on. Not to mention the bloody skull of General Kane which rung on his belt.

As they climbed the stairs an explosion rocked the building, making the ground shake.

"What was that?" Dutch asked, grabbing onto one of the handrails to steady him.

"I think their trying to blow up the building," Harrigan replied from the floor.

"They must really hate us to destroy their whole compound, just to kill us," Jean said.

"Why would they do that? It doesn't seem very intelligent," Yeyinde said in English. Saren'te's mask could translate him, so he figured that the humans should at least understand him.

"Well some humans can get so pissed, that they would do something stupid like that," Harrigan said.

Another loud explosion rocked the building. Bits of concrete and plaster fell from the wall and ceiling. The group continued their mad dash up the stairwell. The entered the main hallway to see that it was completely empty; the feds were blowing up the building.

The group raced down the winding corridors, finally coming to doors that lead to the outside. Shielding their eyes from the dust and debris, they raced past the fence and out into the desert.

They finally managed to get to the ship and aboard; Yeyinde got the ship up and flying within seconds.

"You should come with us if we are to negotiate a peace," Yeyinde stated.

"You mean back to your world?" Dutch asked. At the nod from Yeyinde, Jean blurted out, "I'm not going back there! For all we know, you're going to throw us back in that damn coliseum."

"If you are not willing to assist in creating peace, then…" Yeyinde paused as he read the monitors. "That's strange…" he muttered in Yautja.

"Pardon?" Jean asked, not liking his tone.

"The scanners are picking up three airborne ships, but they are too large to be hunting ships." Yeyinde typed in something on the control. His eyes widened.

"What?" Harrigan asked anxiously. He didn't like the sounds of this.

"They are battle ships… what are they doing here?"

"Where are they headed?" Saren'te asked.

"Close to where we were before, except they had passed us. They seem to be heading towards a large human city."

Suddenly, a frightening thought crossed Harrigan's mind. "I don't think the feds blew up the compound."

"Then who did?" Dutch asked.

Saren'te read his expression and answered for him. "The war has begun."


The attack came swiftly. The Yautja targeted and attacked all humans that were armed with any sort of weaponry, but occasionally got rid of one unarmed that was in their way. This was war; kill or be killed.

The armies of Earth clashed against the invaders, ready to die then forsaken their families and friends. All the better for the Yautja. Killing innocents was not very entertaining or honorable, for that matter; killing armed opponents was much more exhilarating. Even though only a third of the Yautja army was attacking, the humans' forces were crumbling.

Raz'anti killed yet another human, bloodlust boosting her strength. Gharde was directing the main troops while Mek'el'te had gone off with another group to monitor the movements of the other human armies.


Meanwhile, as the Yautja armies continued to descend upon the humans, our heroes tried to raise one of the three main ships.

"No response," Yeyinde sighed. They had tried all the ship but there was no luck.

"We have to stop them before they kill too many," Harrigan said, desperation and anxiety clear. This was bad in more ways then one. A: If the Yautja killed too many people, the humans may never agree to a truce, B: There may not be any humans left alive, and C: They might get killed if they didn't manage to contact the heads of the armies soon.

"I could try contacting the Elders on our home world," Yeyinde proposed. "If they give the order, the warriors will stop fighting immediately."

"Well, we need to get down there and try to save as many as we can," Harrigan said.

"You are right. I will drop you off near one of your cities," Yeyinde said. "You," he pointed at Jean, "should stay here. I need one of you to assist in the negotiations if a peace is to be achieved." Jean nodded, but Harrigan put a hand on her shoulder, and pushed Dutch forward.

"He should stay," Harrigan told Yeyinde. "This one is probably just going to say something stupid and get us all killed."

"Hey!" Jean yelled glaring at Harrigan. The worst part about his statement was the fact that she knew it was true.

"Let's just go," Harrigan said, heading for the ship's exit. Saren'te followed them.

"You…need… a Yautja," he explained.

The trio proceeded to the entrance bay and felt the ship shake slightly as it landed. The three raced out into the suburbs, just outside of Los Angeles. They were at the edge of the city within ten minutes. Once they got there, all hell had broken loose. The streets were piled with bodies, most of them human. Luckily, it seemed that most of the families must have gotten out of the city in time; surprisingly, the group saw no bodies of children, and very few of women.

The National Guard was in deep battle with a small Yautja army and so far they seemed evenly matched. The humans knew the terrain better so they could occasionally set up an ambush. However, with the more advanced technology, and overall better skills, the humans were hard pressed to keep their tiny advantage.

"Find… the Elders… that lead! They…stop… the warriors!" Saren'te mask translated loudly over the sounds of battle.

The group raced in search of the Elders, praying they wouldn't be too late.


Meanwhile, upon the Yautja home world, the High Elders watched live feed from one of the ships as the war progressed. Some watched with great interest, while others looked on with disgust. They could clearly see Gharde and Raz'anti as they fought; Raz'anti wearing a crimson cloak while Gharde wore a sapphire one.

But they all failed to notice three figures running towards the Elder Raz'anti; a young Yautja and two humans in Yautja armor.

So the war has begun. Betcha didn't expect this! Well wait till chapter twelve is up and many more of my insane ideas will be revealed! Don't forget to REVIEW!