Chapter 11: Bloodbath of Lusia

Even after being exiled from his clan and labelled as a Bad Blood for the attempted murder of another blooded Yautja hunter, Cage still refused to accept the fact that Alexa Woods had earned the Mark of Honor by blood. His already zealous resentment towards her species had grown exponentially in such a short time span, and it showed no signs of ever backing down.

In fact, Cage only seemed to begrudge humanity even more because of Alexa. In his mind, all he was ever trying to do was maintain the purity and wholesomeness of the sacred Yautja Honor Code. To him, she was nothing but a false hunter; one who was nothing but unworthy and contemptible to bear such a sanctified symbol on her flesh. His brethren among the Shadow Hunter clan of course thought otherwise; especially Scar and the Elders. They openly embraced her like she was some kind of prophet, and it the mere thought of any Yautja bloodline doing so to a "low-life" creature like a human being made Cage sick to his stomach. He couldn't put up with Alexa and so he attempted to kill her. Scar of course intervened and spared her life, which ultimately led to his trial where he was quickly found to be guilty of such a treacherous crime within Yautja culture.

Cage tried to tell his fellow clan members that Alexa was not a true warrior and that she deserved to die as pariah in vain. Not a single soul aboard the clan's mothership bothered to listen to his words and they banished him with no weapons, hunting equipment or personal belongings; just the clothing on his body and that was all. Without a doubt, Cage felt betrayed by his own bloodline; them all turning their backs on him when he refused to acknowledge this outsider, this human female as an official member of the clan. Now Cage was alone in this vast Milky Way Galaxy, left to fend for himself. He even felt like Paya herself had abandoned him too, leaving him hopeless as well.

Never once did Cage wish he was killed by that human being a century ago, but now that all changed. This was a deep hole he dug himself into, his own personal hell, and a burden of torment to forever remind him of the grave mistakes he made in his past with no promises for redemption. Or at least, that it is was Cage himself initially believed.


Cage found himself taking refuge on a world inhabited by a race of blue-skinned humanoids, to which he always kept his distance from. They were a technologically advanced species no doubt and he could tell that this was not their home planet of origin, but rather a colony of some sort. Yautja affairs typically avoided contact with alien races that were technologically advanced enough to develop interstellar travel and establish their own empires across the face of the Milky Way Galaxy, but Cage had no choice. His ship crash landed on the planet and for all he knew, the inhabitants had already discovered the crash site.

He had to find himself weapons and tools to use for hunting, but that was easier said than done. Cage didn't want to alert these people about his presence on their planet because he knew that they wouldn't take kindly to Yautja like him; especially ones who had been cast out of their bloodline for inexcusable crimes against the sacred Yautja Honor Code. To them, he would be nothing more than a hostile intruding on their property.

Using his survival skills, he hid in a cave and used that cavern as his shelter and created a small fire with some sticks and stones. Cage also created a small fire on edge of a nearby hill in attempt to lure unsuspecting his prey towards him. As the fire burned with a small tint of smoke rising above into the gloomy night sky, he took cover behind a rock and activated his cloaking mechanism. Once he was concealed and looked over his cover, he could faintly see two figures approaching.

They were the inhabitants of this planet no doubt. Cage found these inhabitants to be odd, as for some strange reason he only saw females; or at least he thought they were females. Every single one of them seemed to have a feminine appearance and voice. He honestly could not quite tell but he recalled hearing stories from other Yautja hunters that there apparently existed a race of all female blue-skinned humanoids somewhere in the Milky Way. Was this the species they had been referring to in those rumours?

Cage could only speculate, but he was not on this planet to contemplate their true nature. He was stranded out here and needed to survive somehow. Cage took another glance at the two advancing individuals in the distance. They were armed with what he could only assume were firearms of some sort. Most Yautja did not like to use firearms and instead opted to use either melee or bladed weapons instead; but Cage was an exception. His favourite Yautja weapon was the spear gun and although he knew that these weapons would be vastly different than the type of fare that he was used to; Cage didn't care as long as he had some kind of tool to make use of while he went into hiding on this alien world.

He continued to watch his prey like a hawk, waiting until the right moment to lash out and attack.

The two blue humanoids advanced forward at slow and steady pace through the valley, their assault rifles fully loaded with ammunition and ready to kill anything within sight. There was a silence between the two of them, until one of them broke it with a warning in the form of a whisper.

"Hold on, this might be a trap." She advised her companion, who promptly agreed with her.

"You don't think that we might be dealing with…you know, one of those galactic roaming hunters? What are they called again? I can't remember." The other blue humanoid questioned, clearly stating that she knew what Cage's species were but couldn't remember the name for some odd reason.

"Yautja?" She asked in response.

"Ah, yes. Don't you think that one of these Yautja found themselves on Lusia somehow?" The blue humanoid questioned once more. Her companion nodded in response.

"It seems likely. Intelligence discovers what appears to be a crashed escape pod in Sipina Plains and the damn thing is empty? Something about this just doesn't seem right at all, Saral." Stated the other blue humanoid, this one was apparently named Saral.

"So even if there is a Yautja present on this colony somewhere, do you think he might go on some kind of murderous rampage?" She asked her companion yet again.

"Look, I'm no expert on these Yautja; but I've heard that these bastards hunt for a living and take their victims' skulls as trophies. So I'm guessing that you're probably right, Muni." Saral replied with a slightly worried tone in her voice.

"Wow, that is dark. Sounds just something out of mythical folklore or something like that." Muni responded, as she too had become anxious about the mere thought of a Yautja hunter going on a gruesome killing spree on the grounds of this colony world known as Lusia by its inhabitants. Cage heard all of this and thought about raiding a nearby town he saw in the distance from when he stood upon the hill. These would be actions only a Bad Blood Yautja would ever dare carry out; but Cage no longer wanted to serve the jurisdictions of the sacred Honor Code no more. He had tried to maintain its chastity and failed when his brothers and sisters refused to listen to him.

Cage thought to himself What good is the Honor Code if everything turns around and I am betrayed by my own clan? Why should I obey those rules anymore? I defended the Honor Code when I tried to murder that false hunter Alexa Woods, but instead of being hailed as a hero, they labelled me as a traitor. I guess now I'll have a taste of what the Bad Blood life must be like, killing without boundaries and killing just for fun. This morbid thought stuck in his mind and clinged there like a parasite. There was now no chance of it ever going away.

In an unexpected turn of events, a device on Saral's arm went off; which must've been some sort of communicator for all Cage knew. It had some kind of orange coloured holographic display, clearly a piece of alien technology that Cage himself was not familiar with at all. He could faintly hear the voice of what he could only assume was another one of those blue humanoids contacting them from another and possibly undisclosed location; most likely a superior officer.

"Saral, Muni. We've confirmed that the ship that crash-landed in Sipina Plains is indeed a Yautja escape pod. Be on the lookout for him and stay alert at all costs." The low voice of an unknown person spoke, ordering these two soldiers to remain cautious no matter what.

Cage knew that this would not be an easy task given the fact that he had no weapons to make use of in a given situation; but as luck would have it, he had a trick up his sleeves. It was no honourable way for a Yautja hunter to fight during a hunt, but Cage just didn't care.

"Are you absolutely sure that he could be hostile?" Muni questioned her superior over the communication device, concerned about the objectivity regarding this supposed Yautja hunter.

"There's a possibility that he could be, and also that he might not as well. Honestly, I have no clue." The voice on the communicator replied with a strangely ambiguous answer. Both of the blue humanoids and even Cage himself were all puzzled by this response.

"W-what do you mean, ma'am?" Saral questioned her superior over the communication device.

"I recently came across several Extranet articles that are apparently discussing how an Enforcer Yautja teamed up with a Justicar to take down a rogue Yautja on a killing spree in Illium." Replied the voice on the communicator. This caught them all by surprise, as Enforcer Yautja often preferred to work alone and apparently the same was with these so-called "Justicars"; which Cage could only assume were this culture's equivalent of implementation of the law at the highest order.

"You're shitting me?" Muni said out of incredulity.

"Are you sure that those Extranet articles came from reliable sources? There's a lot of fake new there in case you didn't know." Saral stated, clearly suspicious about the validity of these hypothetical Extranet articles that her superior informed her of.

"Look, I know it may be hard to believe, but my point is that we need to stay alert. This Yautja could be anywhere on Lusia and we have no idea if he's hostile or not. Both of you continue on your patrol and remain cautious act all times. Am I understood?" The anonymous voice on the communicator spoke, ordering her troops to keep an open eye at all costs; to which they complied.

"Yes Ma'am!" They both shouted in unison before ending the transmission and resuming their patrol of the area.

Cage knew that it was now time for him to execute his plan and bring these 2 wandering soldiers to their untimely graves. Still concealed by his active camouflage, he quietly made his way to the opposite side of the hill where he had previously placed 2 stones. He picked up one of them and threw it to his right as a distraction. When Saral heard the sound of something hard hitting the ground, she immediately turned around and pointed her assault rifle at…nothing. There was no living creature to seen, not even the shimmy of a cloaking device.

Being a commando for her specie's armed forces, Saral was undeniably suspicious that something was indeed within their vicinity; even if she could not see it. She knew that there were many ways of masking oneself from the naked eye, so there had to be someone or rather something watching her. With every second passing by, Saral began to feel her heartbeat rising out of nervousness and growing increasingly paranoid. Was there really a killer Yautja hunter loose in this very area of the planet and was he about to end Saral's life right where she stood? Could these be the last moments of her life? These thoughts began to race around her mind, without notice of a cloaked figure approaching her from behind with a sharp, jagged stone in hand.

As Cage stood behind the fearful blue humanoid with a serrated rock raised above her head, he deactivated his active camouflage and clicked his mandibles. This caused her to turn around and look the vengeful Yautja hunter right in his merciless reptilian eyes. Her eyes widened and finger reached for the trigger on her assault rifle, but she was not quick enough to survive. Cage lashed out and began to brutally clobber her head, knocking the blue humanoid to the ground as she screamed in pain and agony at the top of her lungs. The Yautja hunter knew that this was a morbid sin to commit; but he was now nothing but apathetic towards anything resembling honor.

It wasn't long before the tortured cries from his prey came to a close, as Cage had cracked open the blue humanoid's skull and destroyed her brain; killing her in the process. Her fresh, lifeless corpse lay in the dark of the night and the full moon's gaze as Cage found…pleasure in this unlawful killing of a species weaker than this his own. He wanted more, picking up the strange looking firearm that his prey carried. It was an alien weapon to him no doubt, but Cage knew that he would have to make do with it for now. After all, another one of those alien soldiers still remained within this remote area of Lusia.

As she heard the afflicted squeals coming from her squad mate, Muni began to shudder in her own skin. For all she knew, their superior officer had been correct about a killer Yautja being on the loose and it had chosen Saral as its next victim. She swiftly ran over to Saral's location, only to be met with a gruesome sight to behold. Her squad mate and life-long friend was now deceased, clearly beaten to death as she could see that her skull had been cracked open and brain matter had been exposed; leaking out onto the soil beneath them. But what really horrified her was the blemished Yautja hunter armed with Saral's assault rifle, facing away from her. She desperately tried to cover her mouth to prevent herself from crying out at this dreadful vision in her field of sight, however it did not work.

A frantic yelp escaped her lips, which in turn caught the attention of the Yautja hunter. He quickly turned around and pointed the assault rifle at the blue humanoid, pulling the trigger. The sound of a gunshot filled the air around them as she collapsed onto her knees, clenching a bullet hole wound on her stomach as some of her purple-coloured blood began to pour out. As Cage slowly began to approach her, the blue humanoid looked up at him with a look of despair in her eyes; practically begging to be spared the same appalling fate as Saral did.

"Please…Don't kill me." She besought to the monstrous creature standing before her in a voice so full of misery.

Yet pleading for her life or even praying to the Goddess of her people was not enough to save her now thwarted life. Cage reached for an object that was encased in a holster on one of her boots, which just so happened to be a dagger; a nice shinny blade that looked sharp enough to kill. He inspected the weapon with a morbid grin from his mandibles, a sinister thought entering his mind as he did so.

"I have no mercy for you, tarei hsan" Cage taunted the blue humanoid as he placed the blade of the dagger up against her throat and slit it across, causing even more of her purple coloured blood to spill out.

The lifeless body of this blue humanoid known as Muni collapsed onto the ground as Cage stared at the product of his wicked deeds. To Cage's surprise, he did not feel any guilt at all for killing these two blue humanoids in such dishonourable and grotty fashion. Instead, the Yautja hunter found ecstasy in what he had done. At this moment, Cage knew for sure that he was no longer going to bear the title of Bad Blood not as a mark of shame, but rather one of baleful pride.

Cage dragged the corpses into the cavern where he had found shelter and began to mutilate their bodies once he had brought them inside. He was hungry for some fresh raw meat and didn't care if these blue humanoids were sapient beings like him. The temptation was just far too strong for Cage to resist; especially after he had viciously murdered them and his hunger was ever growing by the minute.

He feasted on their flesh, savouring the juicy taste of fresh blood from their organic tissue with every handful he devoured. Any normal individual would no doubt be sickened of Cage's malicious actions, revolted that one could dare resort to such a low level of inhumanity and cold-heartedness. But Cage was of course, no longer a normal Yautja. His soul was tainted beyond belief and with these morbid crimes he had committed; Cage had awoken the monster buried deep inside himself and it was quickly starting to consume his mind. This Bad Blood lifestyle was his new path to tread upon, and Cage found psychotic thrills with the killings of these blue humanoid soldiers.

With every bit of bloody meat he consumed, Cage kept on striding further and further away from the saint he once believed himself to be. His past self was no more; void of compassion for the sacred Honor Code as his heart had grown dark. Cage continued to gorge on the meat of these blue humanoids until he had his share and his belly was full. By now, he had nearly eaten half of the flesh off of one of the corpses.

After consuming that much of the blue humanoid's deceased body, Cage began to feel tired and decided that it was best for him to get some rest for the night. He lay down on the ground and closed his eyes as he slowly began to lose his consciousness and fall into a deep sleep.


Many hours later, Cage was awoken by the sound of what he could only assume was a large explosion of some kind. The sudden loud clamour was enough to make him jolt right up and grab the dagger he had claimed as his own after slaughtering those blue humanoids. He began to slowly stride out of the cave with the dagger held firmly in his hand until he came across a spectacle in the night sky that caught him by total surprise.

What Cage saw in the night sky was what appeared to be a Yautja clan mothership; but he knew it did not belong to the Shadow Hunter clan. The ship itself looked like it had been severely damaged and welded back together using spare parts from starships from other regions in space and possibly other species, the exact opposite of what most other Yautja clan motherships appeared. This confused Cage at first, as he had not seen any mothership that looked so ragged and scruffy from its exterior before. Once he saw the blaze of a fire beneath the spacecraft, Cage realized what was so unusual about this particular Yautja mothership. It didn't belong to any normal clan, but instead Bad Bloods.

Cage thought about this choice to make; to go up to these Bad Bloods, request to join their band of deserters and live this Bad Blood lifestyle he so dearly craved with such perverse desire. It was what Cage truly craved after his bloodline abandoned him in favour of a false hunter in his eyes. However, there was also the possibility that these Bad Bloods might just end up killing him to in addition to the inhabitants of this world. There was a village where that fire was burning away, indubitably caused by the Bad Bloods in their rampage. Cage knew that he had to take that risk of death at the hands of these deadly criminals if he was to reach out for this illicit new lifestyle of a true Bad Blood.

He was more likely to be massacred then welcomed in with an embrace, but Cage knew what must be done for the sake of his immoral future. The further he walked towards the nearby village; the louder anguished screams and the sounds of gunshots could be heard along with the intoxicating scent of fire. Cage continued to tread upon this weary path and there was no chance in Hell that he was ever going back. It was now or never.


The village was engulfed in flames as people ran for their lives from the murderous Bad Bloods as they purged this small mountain settlement of its essence. They could not outrun the beats however, and many were quick to fall victim to ruthless and harsh carnages. Dismembered in various brutal ways, all of which done in immensely gory fashion; the streets and walls of this small mountain village were painted with the purple coloured blood of the blue humanoids that inhabited this world.

One of the Bad Blood Yautja used shuriken to slice through the body of one with ease, dicing her up into bloody chunks of gore. Another one fired a shot from a plasma caster, which landed clean on the face of his prey; burning through it with little resistance.

While some of the inhabitants put up a fight against the invading Bad Bloods, their endurance was not nearly strong enough to withstand the vigorous potency which these merciless Yautja criminals held. Three of them stood in formation, firing away with their assault rifles only to then become ensnared in a net fired from a Yautja net gun.

Screams of pain and agony were all that could escape their lungs as the net began to constrict around them, bringing forth an excruciating death for all three of them. The Bad Blood Yautja who fired at these soldiers could only laugh at their insufferable demise, as committing murders like these brought him much sinister joy at heart.

Another one of the blue humanoids drew out a bladed weapon, a fancy looking sword and pointed it directly at one of the Bad Blood Yautja. She struck a fighting dose with eagerness to engage this Bad Blood in a duel, to which the Yautja responded by unsheathing a scimitar from his gauntlet. Charging at the Bad Blood with all her might, the blue humanoid was met with the edge of the blade severing through the top half of her skull with a clean slice; exposing a now damaged brain.

Bloodshed was all that could be seen and heard throughout the village until it all went silent when the last blue humanoid alive found herself cornered by each of the heartless Bad Bloods. All she could feel now were the tremors in her nerves as the fear rapidly overcame her hopeless mortal soul.

"Please…spare me. I beg of you!" She pleaded to the Bad Bloods, desperate to be shown mercy.

Unfortunately, her cries of sorrow were nowhere near enough to persuade the Bad Blood Yautja. The leader of the group, a Yautja who was noticeably much larger and muscular than all the others approached the blue humanoid. He then snatched her by the throat with a grasp tight enough to suffocate her.

"Pitiful creatures like you shall receive no mercy from the Forsaken Blades, Asari." The Bad Blood taunted the poor, defenceless blue humanoid as he effortlessly crushed her neck with only his bare claws.

Cage walked through the now withered village, buildings all around him up in flames and mangled bodies laid out on the streets. It was almost like he had just found himself wandering into an active warzone. Suddenly, he stopped and remained frozen in a trace as he saw a nearly inconceivable sight within his gaze.

What stood before him was a clan of Bad Bloods, but sandwiched in the middle of these fugitives was…a Super Yautja with a body of one of those deceased blue humanoids held tightly in his grasp.

The Super Yautja then threw the fresh corpse to the ground as he slowly began to approach Cage, sending chills down Cage's spine in the process.

"Who are you? You dare oppose the Forsaken Blades or not?" A grim voice coming from the Super Yautja spoke to Cage, which was apparently enough to terrify even hunters like him.

"I am not here to fight you. Also, I thought that all of the Super Yautja had died out millenniums ago. So why are you still here?" Replied Cage, questioning the Super Yautja's very existence.

"You have thought wrong then, foolish one. The Super Yautja still live and they lurk in the shadows, where your people would never dare enter." The Super Yautja stated in response with a vague and highly unclear reasoning to why this sub-species of Yautja was still around.

Ignoring that last bit, Cage decided to introduce himself to these Bad Bloods.

"Well then. My name is Cage and I've recently become a Bad Blood and exiled from my clan. Might I request that I join your little band here?" He requested.

The Super Yautja thought about it for a second. He figured that Cage was trying to seek either revenge against his clan or redemption; which were most often the true case behind disgraced Yautja joining clans of other Bad Bloods.

"That will depend, Cage. What exactly did you do to your clan that was vile enough to have you exiled from your clan?" The Super Yautja questioned Cage once again.

"If I told you the truth, you probably wouldn't believe me." Replied Cage.

The Super Yautja just snickered in response. "Oh please, I've heard that one before from some of my own companions. Bruiser here says that he became a Bad Blood after he caught his Life Mate cheating on him with another hunter; and he slaughtered them both. Screech was met with excruciating torment for most of his life as a blooded hunter because of how short he was, so he took it all out on his clan and murdered them all. So Cage, what's your alibi?" He questioned Cage yet again. Cage knew that it was now time for him to come clean and admit his true reason for becoming labelled as a Bad Blood by his former peers; even if these Bad Bloods were to not take too kindly towards it.

"I had no intention of betraying the sacred Honor Code; in fact I was trying to maintain its purity by killing a false hunter. However, the rest of my clan thought otherwise and refused to listen to own justifications towards this attempted murder. They sentenced me into exile, and now here we are." Explained Cage, revealing the truth behind his fall from grace.

This caught the Bad Bloods by surprise, as they did not expect this from Cage; but furthermore were quite mystified by his statement of a "false hunter". They had no idea what he meant and neither did the Super Yautja, who found it to be particularly curious.

"And what exactly was this supposed 'false hunter' you tried to kill, Cage?" The Super Yautja inquisitively asked Cage once again.

"A blooded ooman female named Alexa Woods." Replied Cage.

The Bad Bloods grew silent, no doubt sceptical of Cage's words as it just didn't seem feasible for one of that particular species to become blooded under Yautja law.

"You cannot be serious. A blooded female ooman? That's impossible!" The Super Yautja sneered, finding Cage's reasoning to be utterly laughable. Even the other Bad Bloods found this to be quite humorous and joined in scoffing along with their leader.

"I'm telling you, it was true. My clan even welcomed her into the bloodline like she was one of their own. I found it disgusting that they would do such a thing, so I took the matter into my own claws and decided to kill her." Cage tried to convince the Super Yautja and his fellow Bad Blood associates that this was indeed the reality of his banishment from his clan.

"And how exactly did you fail to kill this false hunter even if she was just a puny little ooman, Cage?" The Super Yautja demanded to know just how he could miss the mark with a low-life creature like a human being.

"That would be the fault of another Yautja, one who I swear had gone soft for this putrid female ooman. His name is Scar and he intervened while I was about to spill Alexa's blood in our clan's bathing chamber. She was completely defenceless and it would've made an easy kill, but that foolish Youngblood had to ruin everything for me. I want him, that rancid female ooman and the rest of their clan dead!" Cage defended his reckoning to why he failed to kill this "false hunter" in the first place. He sincerely hoped that these Bad Bloods and the Super Yautja who led them would be considerate now and confidently allow him to join their little band of renegades.

Thankfully, that is exactly what happened. The Super Yautja clicked his mandibles before replying to Cage.

"You seem like a skilled hunter who has been deceived by the vulnerabilities of Yautja culture, just like the rest of us. Perhaps a place within the Forsaken Blades clan will bring you redemption just as you seek, Cage. You can call me Ripper." He spoke to the newfound Bad Blood, bringing a sense of optimism towards Cage while also introducing himself.

"It's not just redemption that I seek, Ripper. I also want revenge." Replied Cage.

"I understand that feeling. We arrived here on Lusia to massacre these rotten Asari after one of their kind brought our fallen brother Venom to his bitter demise." Stated Ripper, revealing the true name of this planet and the species of blue humanoids who inhabited this world.

"If the feeling among us all is mutual, then I suggest that we track down the mothership of my old clan and kill them all." Said Cage, eager to retaliate against his bloodline for their abandonment of reason and betrayal against him. The other Bad Bloods all began to chuckle in a sinister manner, as they agreed with Cage's choice to spark a massacre most vile.

"Now Cage, what was the name of your bloodline before you were sentenced to exile?" Questioned Ripper.

Cage knew that this was vital information needed to give away if he was to seek vengeance upon his former bloodline and earn respect from the Bad Bloods of the Forsaken Blades simultaneously, so this bargain was a clear no-brainer.

"The Shadow Hunter clan." Replied Cage.

"Very well then. We must return to our mothership and leave at once before more of those Asari Commandos show up and try to attack us." Stated Ripper, as he did not want to deal with the inhabitants of this world any longer. Cage however; found himself pondering what exactly these blue humanoids known as Asari really were.

"What are these Asari creatures anyway?" Questioned Cage. He especially found them odd because of how all of them appeared to be female, but couldn't quite understand why, even after he murdered two of them and feasted upon their flesh.

"They're no better than oomans I can tell you that much; equally Pyode Amedha in my eyes." Replied Ripper, who clearly thought less of any sapient species that didn't possess Yautja blood.

He often enjoyed killing any helpless creature that was reckless enough to cross paths with a rare Super Yautja like himself; as like many Bad Bloods running rampant through the Milky Way Galaxy, they killed only for the sake of fulfilling a sickening pleasure. Cage agreed with Ripper's words on both the humans and Asari, as he had killed members of both these species before. They may have been odd in the eyes of a Bad Blood Yautja, but they were still desirable game for illegal acts of hunting.

Nonetheless, Cage knew exactly about the fate of the bloodline that once cherished his actions during the hunts only for them to turn their backs on him when he stepped out of line in the name of righteousness.

None of the Shadow Hunter clan will be safe from me and these Bad Bloods. We'll kill them all…and I will personally kill Scar and Alexa when I get the chance. Cage morbidly thought to himself as he followed the other members of the Forsaken Blades into their now landing mothership.

The beginning of Cage's new lifestyle as a Bad Blood had just begun.


Author's note: Hey guys, Cosmic Sword11 here with the next chapter for Predator and Prey; this one crossing over into Mass Effect territory. I know this is kind of stretching it in terms of what counts as a crossover, but I feel that if only one chapter in a long fanfic applies to being a crossover; then I believe that the entirety of the fanfic really isn't one. It just wouldn't make sense since a crossover the way I see it needs to have a balanced amount of material from whatever fandoms are crossing over each other. Nonetheless, I still hope that you enjoyed this chapter and saw the connections I made with my one-shot fanfic Galactic Threat – Tales and Beyond: The Bad Blood of Illium. So anyway, please remember to R&R if regardless if you are reading this on FFN, Wattpad or AO3 as I have started uploading there now too. That would be most appreciated. So with all that said and done, this is Cosmic Sword11 signing off.