*I do not own Alien/Predator, all but the characters that I add on here not part of the Alien/Predator Universe. For those under 18, please do not continue reading as this fanfic will have explicit, sexual, scenes.*
Sylvia, Emily, Erik, and William are all my own characters. And I own them.
Wearing long black skinny jeans and off the shoulder cotton sweater, Samantha walked down the crowded streets of Staunton, falling back into routine of being a normal human was easy, but if she wanted to be honest. She never really was the norm of a human for that matter. Something was different about her. She was smarter, stronger, faster, and she healed almost instantly. Sighing she continued walking, taking everything in including every face that she passed.
Hoping that she could see her daughters face, even though she had no idea what she looked like, she went by her gut and her gut feeling never failed her. Being a mother, she was positive she would know her baby girl the minute she would lay eyes on her.
She felt Bakuub's watchful gaze, always there, taking to the roof-tops, her guardian angel. Blade: An Elite warrior and a brother to her took the other side of the roof tops. This year he decided to join them in the hunt to find her daughter. Blade had suffered the same fate as his great-grandmother Big Momma as they called her, an Elite Warrior herself who was taken by Weyland. They had helped each other all those years ago to escape, making sure there was no trace of information they had on the Yautja before Blade killed every single living thing in that facility for the taking of her pup. She was forced to leave Earth without her newborn daughter, and it had destroyed her.
But seeing the love of her life, her mate being eaten alive by the guilt of not taking them to his home world drove the blade deeper into her heart. It had been with good reason as he had to return to serve by his Emperor's side to fight for the victory of their clans in an all-out battle with the Super Predators, it was set as a second civil war. Though many lives were lost, they were victorious.
Sealing their fate as one of the Four Elder Races. But by the time he returned to propose to her with one of his greatest hunts, she stood before him with Blade only without their pup.
Samantha blinked away the tears, she continued taking each step with more meaning. She was determined to find her daughter.
Her beloved Sylvia…
She had chosen that name, a name originating from the Latin word for forest, it was a perfect fit.
They arrived in the city around lunch time, Emily parked in a secluded area just before entering the city, making sure the doors were locked. They made their way into the city.
"First things first"
Both women made their way to The Depot Grill restaurant to fuel up, before heading out into the crowds of the city. It was doubly packed since the festivals would be beginning and tourism was at all-time high. Luckily, they got there in time just before rush-hour.
Being seated and knowing what they wanted they ordered.
"Sylvia?"
"Hmm…?"
She didn't even turn to acknowledge Emily as she continued to stare out of the window, looking at nothing in general as her thoughts went somewhere else
"Sylvia?"
This time she turned
"Was it that dream again?"
"It plagues me every time"
Emily laughed
"Well at least someone is getting some sort of action" Emily said wiggling her eyebrows, Sylvia rolled her eyes and threw her straw at her, Emily dodged it, laughing. Sylvia leaned back,
"What's the meaning behind it though?"
Emily shrugged
"Maybe its Fate, showing you your lifemate"
Sylvia rolled her eyes
"Way to go about things…"
At that moment Sylvia got a whiff of an aroused male, just as Emily's pure-emerald green eyes shifted over her right shoulder and soon she was greeted by the sound of heavy footsteps. Releasing a low growl, Emily leaned back in her seat.
"Excuse me, I couldn't help but notice you ladies here and wanted to know if you wanted my friend and I's company?"
"Not interested…"
"Awe come on…I was kind of hoping you'd join us for the start of the festivals to come, we'll be here for a week"
"Sorry…we'll be gone before than" Emily said, the young man was cute, maybe mid-twenties. Blond wavy hair and dark brown eyes, nice sculpted jaw and he looked like he worked out. His friend who was sitting at their table wasn't bad looking either, with black hair brushed to the side with a slight stubble and blue eyes.
She knew boys like them were looking for one thing and one thing only. To get down a girl's pants and though to each their own. Emily didn't ride the same train as everyone else did, nor did Sylvia. One thing that she believed was scared, mainly to her was her virginity and she tend to keep it that way, until she found the right person. Cliché, yes but that was just her belief, just as much as it was Sylvia's and they were in no rush to lose it.
"I'm sure we can come up with an arrangement…"
Emily noticed that Sylvia was about to pummel the idiot
"Here…why don't I give you the number to our aunts house phone. We'll be there around…"
She turned to Sylvia, lifting a slim shoulder, guessing a time
"Seven, since we're doing some errands, I accidently left my phone at the house and our cousin needed to borrow my sister's phone as she recently dropped it in the pool during a party we had yesterday" Emily gave him a tempting smile, staring up at him through her long thick lashes. The lie rolling on her tongue with ease.
Blonde surfer boy, gave her his most dashing smile and took out a pen, for her to write their 'aunts' number down on a napkin handing it to him
"Remember seven on the dot"
He happily took the napkin
"I wouldn't think of calling a minute later beautiful, I'm Erik and he's William" he said nudging his head toward his friend's direction.
"I'm Anna and this is my sister Rebecca"
"Good to put names to beautiful faces…we'll call you tonight"
Emily nodded as he walked back to his table arrogantly waving the napkin in the air, she rolled her eyes, turning to Sylvia who was looking at her shaking her head, grinning showing off her deep dented dimples which made her sharp fangs a little less intimidating. Her porcelain skin was flawless, though Emily noticed the dark spots that ran down the sides of her temple, neck and hair line. She reminded Emily of a snow leopard, thanks to her Yautja trait. It caused some people to stop and stare, which she didn't like, keeping the hood of her jacket up covering her features.
But today she had put her hood down as they were sitting in a nice private niche section of the restaurant and the sun wasn't hitting her directly in the face so avoiding stares wasn't too challenging.
Their food was brought in and they happily dug in, though Emily cringed a bit, she really never got used to Sylvia's habit of eating raw meat; she was surprised her steak didn't start mooing at her but because of her Yautja side, she ate meat raw though she could have it cooked as well, she just preferred it raw. Of course, that's if they weren't eating out in public. Emily just enjoyed her chicken tender parmesan.
Once they finished, Sylvia put the right amount as well as a hefty tip. Being a waiter or waitress wasn't an easy job and a lot of the times they had to deal with utter assholes which she wouldn't have minded ripping their throats out. Instead she always tipped them handsomely and left her dark, gruesome thoughts in the recess of her mind.
Just as they stood up, did Erik call out
"Call you tonight ladies"
Emily gave them a friendly wave, before hooking her arm through Sylvia's and heading out of the restaurant.
"What number did you put this time?"
"Coal's Meat Market"
Both ladies walked down the street in a fit of laughter
That night at exactly seven o'clock, Eric dialed the number on the napkin, grinning as William sat down on his bed, taking a swig at his beer. They were looking forward to getting laid and enjoying the company of two beautiful women. It took two rings before someone picked up
"Hey…Anna it's Eric from the…wait what? What no I don't…who is this? Coal's Meat Market!?"
William spat out some beer as Eric hung up and threw his phone on the bed in frustration, it bounced as he stood up, running his hands through his blonde waves
"That bitch…"
Let me know what you think, hope you enjoyed Chapter 2
Sincerely,
Le Chat Noir 333