The Predator

"You don't like flyin', do ya?" Vics yelled over the loud sound of their helicopter taking off.

"Not really, no." Logan grunted. His eyes were screwed shut and his knuckles were white from how hard he was gripping the 'oh shit' handle.

"WOOOOO!" Wilson cheered as they jerked sharply to the right. "THIS IS FUCKING GREAT, VICKY!"

Vics nodded towards Wilson with a smile. "Least he's havin' fun!"

Vics watched in awe as the creature sauntered out of the jungle. She figured that it stood at over ten feet tall, easily. It wore armor over its thick-looking skin and donned a metal mask covering its face, with dreadlocks hanging out the back.

Vics' mouth dropped open and she managed to whisper, "That's a fuckin' Predator!"

Wilson was just as surprised as his superior. "Holy. Fucking. Shit."

The Predator took another step and Vics raised her gun. "Light 'em up!"

Bullets rained through the trees, all aiming for the creature. It shimmered before going invisible and charging towards the team. Logan moved in front of Vics as everyone looked around for the Predator. Vics slipped on her sunglasses and pressed a button on the side. Her vision was bathed in blue and her eyes tried to adjust to the heat sensors. She scanned the area before seeing a bright red and yellow aura running at them. Vics turned her gun towards it and called out, "On my left!"

The Predator grabbed Logan and tossed him like a rag doll across the jungle clearing. Vics quickly shot several rounds into the creature, with most hitting the armor. The Predator effortlessly knocked Vics on her back and geared to grab her by the throat. She held her gun in both hands and raised it to cover her face. When it grabbed the gun, she wrapped her leg onto the creature's neck and swung herself up onto its shoulders. Vics took out a pocket knife and stabbed the Predator in its neck before it knocked her off. She rolled to her feet and watched as Logan sat up from where he was thrown. He stood and loudly cracked his neck, drawing the Predator's attention. Logan shook his shoulders and charged towards the Predator, who appeared confused as Logan's skin healed itself before its eyes. Vics looked down and saw a small, perfectly circular ball sitting innocently at her feet.

Vics reached over to pick it up. "What is-" She turned it over in her hand and went invisible. "Oh, this is wicked!" She stood up and took a running leap at the creature, her knife in hand.

She stabbed the creature in the head, plunging the knife deep into where she hoped it's brain was. It staggered and Kitty tightened her grip to stay on. The Predator stumbled and fell, making Kitty jump off the body so she could land on her feet.

"So what the actual fuck?" Wilson asked loudly. "What the fuck is that?!" He pointed to the creature with his gun before he shot an entire clip into the Predator.

"It's a Predator." Kitty tried to sound sure and in charge, but honestly? Whatthefuck. "It's a goddamn Predator."

"And what the fuck is that?" Wilson nodded to the ball in Kitty's hand.

"I don't know but-" Kitty admitted. She turned the ball over in her hand and went invisible.

Present Day

"Shit," Deadpool cursed loudly. "You think they're after it? The invisible ball?"

"Government must've been tryin' to track down who could've taken it," Kitty shrugged. "And we're next on the list."

"What do you want to do?" Deadpool asked.

"Give it back." Kitty said nonchalantly as she watched a black car that pulled up to the curb of Morrison's house.

"You think they're just going to fucking let us go?"

"Nope. We pull a Mishka."

"Fucking Mishka." Deadpool shook his head. "Imma be killed for this."

"Probably." Kitty nodded.

Three men in all black suits got out of the car and went into Morrison's house.

"Bingo." Kitty threw down the binoculars and grabbed her gun from her lap. "Let's go."

"This is fucking suicide." Deadpool complained as he grabbed a pile of rope. They both got out of the car and started towards Morrison's door.

Kitty put her hand on the doorknob and mouthed, "3...2...1…" She pushed it open and Deadpool charged into the house, surprising the three agents.

They had already begun tearing up the living room in their search for the ball when Deadpool and Kitty stormed the place.

"Everyone get on the fuckin' ground!" Kitty barked as she trained her gun at one of the suited men's heads. "On the ground! Now!"

"Hold on," The one in charge raised his hands over his head, prompting the others to do the same. "Vics, right? Think about what you're doing right now-"

"You're lookin' for something, right?" Kitty asked. "That's why ya killed Morris, because you thought he had it."

"Morrison died in a car accident-"

"Yeah and I didn't flash my ass at the gorram law!" Kitty yelled. "Now tell me, are you lookin' for something?"

"Yes." The man finally admitted.

"Then get on the damn ground! And keep those hands up."

"Okay, okay, stay calm, Vics, we're the good guys here-"

"Bullshit." Kitty spat. "Lettme see them hands."

The three got to their knees and Deadpool tied their hands to their ankles and took their guns.

"Now, we don't want any trouble, so as far as I'm concerned, you found this," Kitty took out the ball from her pocket. "Here in this house. We weren't here."

"I have to report this." The one in charge warned.

"Are you sure?" Kitty asked as she pointed her gun at his head.

"The government will come after you for taking this-"

He was cut off by the sound of Vics pulling the trigger. He dropped down to the ground with a bullet in the brain. She turned to the next guy on his knees.

"Now," Kitty started again. "We don't want any trouble, so as far as I'm concerned-"

"Yeah, yeah," The man nodded eagerly. "We found it in Morrison's house, he's the one that took it. And Taggerty's gun malfunctioned and he shot himself. I got it."