Chapter 24: The Predator
The alien wheezed and coughed orange blood into his mask. With a click and hiss, he removed the metal mask and dropped it on the sand. Blood trickled down his muzzle as he coughed another round.
One of his hearts has been blasted apart by a powerful shot which pierced his armour from the front, but didn't exit out the back as the heavy bullet ricocheted inside his chest and burst through several vital organs inside of him.
And then, another bullet followed the heavy one into the wound and not only ricocheted, but exploded. This caused some extreme discomfort to the Predator which was followed by excitement. He was right, Nick's formidable friends are here and they did not disappoint.
He tapped his wrist and one of the ship's guns aimed at the coyote. If it weren't for the small prey's quick reflexes, he would have been liquidated down into atoms. The Predator now knew that at least the big gun was gone.
"FREEZE!"
His head jolted to the side and he could see the tiny creature with those big ears again. He had eaten one of her kind earlier in his hunt and the taste of its flesh was tender. The Predator did not care for a meal however. He needed to get back to his ship so that he can access the medical tools needed. His wounds were too great for his basic medical equipment that he carried on a hunt.
Judy fired her taser at maximum settings when she saw that the saber-toothed cat did not respond. The alien was not fazed by the electricity, and in this wounded state, it really pissed him off.
He bounded towards the small thing and grabbed her by the ears, roaring in her face as his wrist blades extended from his right gauntlet. He yearned to eviscerate her.
But arms were wrapped around his neck.
"Let her GO you big ugly brute! Where is my MOTHER!?" Nick growled as he tried to wrap his arms around the cat in a futile effort to choke it. The Predator threw Judy away from himself with great force, and then grasped Nick by neatly wrapping his clawed fingers around his head. The force of his grip made Nick feel pain in his skull as he was flung and slammed onto the sand with great strength.
Just when the Predator was about to raise his foot and stomp on Nick's skull, something within him jolted with pain once more and he coughed bright orange blood at Nick's face, showering the red fox with bioluminescent alien blood.
The Predator grunted in pain and began to limp towards his ship. Nick and Judy just barely standing up, their legs trembling as they watched the alien walk onwards, leaving behind a glowing orange trail of blood in the yellow sand of Sahara Square.
"Oh, you don't get off THAT easily, my friend," and with that said, a coyote latched onto the Predator, tugging at one of his furry alien sensory organs on his head as he was ramming a knife into his shoulder and spewing otherwordly blood.
The Predator roared and reached up for the coyote, but the prey was too fast and eluded his grasp in this injured state. He felt more stabs in his back and turned rapidly. The prey eluded him once more, cutting along his legs.
With a swift motion, the Predator made a guess and it was an accurate one for he aimed his open hand towards where the prey was going to be, and there he was, in his vice grip.
The Predator elegantly lifted the coyote by the neck and slammed his fist into the thing's jaw, sending half of his teeth flying out of his canine muzzle.
"Ha ha ha, you're in a lotta pain, motherfucker!" the Predator sneered at the coyote in his deep alien feline voice. He had perfected that phrase. But uttering the speech had caused him to retch and cough blood at the coyote who was smirking a crimson toothless grin as his face became covered in glowing blood.
"You're in a lot more pain than I am in, asshole. Welcome to planet fucking Earth. Hopefully you enjoyed a taste of our culture, eh?"