Note: I do not own or have anything to do with The Predator franchise. The only reason why I have wrote this fanfiction is for entertainment purposes only and I will not be making any profit from it in any way, shape or form.

P.S. This fanfiction takes place at the start of the invasion at the end of Claimed by a Predator.

Chapter Fourteen

As the streets of Colombia were thriving with activity underneath a starry night sky, Rose was walking down a sidewalk with her friends, arms linked from one to the other. She had changed out of the dress she had been wearing earlier to wearing a hunter green tank top, a dark green pleated skirt going to her calves, and black flats. Her curly hair hung down to her shoulders in wavy curls. She giggled some at the jokes that they were making to one another as they were moving with each other down the road that was before them. It was when she caught the sound of a clock donging nearby that her eyes moved towards the source of the sound to see what time it was.

The face of a large clock that was nestled right in the middle of the square they were in was showing it to reveal that it was fifteen minutes from Midnight, the time that Hichea had told her that she was to be back at her hotel room by or he would come on the hunt for her. The warning had ran through her mind the entire time that she was with her friends, haunting her movements and had her looking over the area for any sign of his presence during her time out with them in case he chose to follow her underneath the device he had that could make him invisible to the eye of humans like herself. It wasn't like herself to paranoid about someone before, and the fact that he was getting to her really bothered her.

How is it possible for me to let Hichea get to me when no other man had managed to do that to me before? There has never been a time before now where someone has gotten to me. I have always been able to ignore them without any issue, but I can't seem to do this for him to allow myself some peace of mind.

She wanted so much to be able to enjoy herself without worrying that he would be around any corner, but there was no way that she could when there was a very real threat of him coming after her and doing whatever it took to bring her to wherever he had in mind for her that evening. Until she had went to her hotel room before Midnight to ensure that he wouldn't come after her friends or any innocent townspeople in Colombia, there was nothing she could do to calm her nerves down about it.

Deciding to make her trip to their hotel room, Rose turned towards her friends who were fixing to head into a bar for some drinks to end the night on a high note. She chose to use this as a means to make up an excuse that would get her away from them by saying that she needed to get some more of her money back at her room.

"I'll be right back girls." She said to them, calmly. "I need to go back to the room and get some more money for the drinks."

"Hurry back, Rose." Maddie said, giggling with the light smell of booze coming off her breath. "You will miss on all the fun if you take too long."

I am not sure that I am going to miss the kind of fun that you have in mind to have tonight, Maddie. If I had known that you were going to make sure you got plastered our first night here in Colombia, I probably would have just ended up taking Hichea up on that order he made towards me.

It was against her better judgement to do what Maddie was wanting her to do. She had been brought up with a set of values and morals that made it very hard for her to think that what she viewed to be as fun and entertaining would be something she would be into. She was much more content with staying indoors on a night with a good book to read. It was due to her being so different and unique from the others in the area she was from that they distanced themself from her. It was her uniqueness which made her to seem to be an outsider. In her opinion, it was the loss of others if they chose to distance themselves from her just because she chose to be the person that she was.

Removing herself from the company of Maddie and the other women, Rose made her way from them and started across the square to where the hotel was nestled. She could hear them letting out cackline laughters as they walked inside. The sound had her to shake her head with a little bit of disgust in her eyes from knowing what they were fixing to do and the kind of scene they would be putting on for the locals to witness from a group of american women. She silently hoped that they wouldn't think that all american women acted like that when they didn't. Once she got to the center of the square where the clock was positioned, her eyes lifted up to her balcony doorway and froze at the sight she was seeing.

Standing in the doorway of it, Hichea was seen to be looking down at her from behind the curtain to the room. He was already waiting on her and had been biding his time in the room until the Midnight curfew that he had put in place for her to follow or he would come looking for her. It was the knowledge and realization of him being in her room that had her to keep her eyes towards the doorway of it while her frame hurried across the roadway once it was cleared for the front door of the hotel, making the decision to hurry up to the room before he decided to try and come down to where she was on the streets to take her with so many people around or try to hurt someone that was innocent. She would deal with whatever he had come to her with that night in the privacy of her room and face whatever wrath he had waiting for her.