Disclaimer: We don't own it. Simple.
Hello, hello friends and companions! Welcome to next installment of Salvation! The duo-written fanfiction between Moi, CrimsonMistress, and my friend Mac-11 CQB!!! Ready and enjoy!
Rez'ek
Rez'ek walked to his weapons room. If he was on his ship he might as well check out how his weapons were. The first he grabbed was his plasma caster. This was his most powerful and heaviest weapon. He inserted the power source and cocked it. The hunter attached it to his shoulder. Second he grabbed his discus. This was with out doubt his one shot one kill weapon. He attached it to his side and then grabbed his spear gun. It was basically the predator's version of a sniper rifle. It folded up and he put on himself. Next he picked up his favorite weapon, which was his spear. He unfolded it and then ran his hand across the blade to get a feel for it.
A loud beep came from the computer, which meant that the planet was in visual range. Rez'ek headed to the bridge where he could see out through the window and sure enough there it was. It was still a little far away, but he could see it non-the less. The ship automatically came out of warp drive and cruised to the planet. The predator grabbed the rest of his weapons and headed to the area in his ship with the drop pods. They were basically made so he could climb in and fall to the planet unharmed.
Once he got in he pushed the release button and it sent him flying at the planet at an amazing speed. The warrior climbed out and he found himself in a vast jungle. Rez'ek remembered the high council said that the soft meat took it. He looked at his wrist computer. It read some soft meat about a few miles away.
He looked up and his thermal vision picked up a Xenomorph. It was drone and it was staring back at him. Rez'ek smirked. He loved to kill aliens. Fighting both aliens and humans did have their advantages and disadvantages. Humans had technology and weapons. However most of them get scared easily and their technology still couldn't rival that of his race. Aliens showed no fear and were merciless killing machines. They always fought back with equal ferocity. However they possessed no weapons or technology.
Rez'ek grabbed his spear. Right now he was in a rush to get the gem with his race at stake and would kill any Xenomorph that would be stupid enough to get in his way.
Scarlet
Why did they never take no for an answer?
I was sitting in the back of the APT, going over some files, when some cocky green grunt came up to me and flirted like there was no tomorrow!
Asshole.
You could tell how lame he was from his opener, "Hey, I'm Corporal Newcombâ. you're heard of me no doubt."
Good god.
I swear I was gonna smack his smug grin to his ass in a sec.
Lynn was in our ship, coasting behind us, and there were no guys with her. Not that it mattered of course, I had taught her well.
Crap, I smiled.
"So, you like that huh?" drawled Newcomb. "Yeeees well I've seen a lot of bug actionâ.got scars to tell toâ.wanna see them?"
Not particularly.
"Of course then I'd have to take off my shirt.."
Someone shoot him now. Or me. Me would be good.
"Of course, I haven't only killed bugs, I've killed ex-marines, mercenaries, you know, bad guys."
What was I supposed to do now? Gush and flutter my eyelashes and say what a hero he was?
Fuck no.
"Oh, and I've down a predator, now he was a-"
"Scarlet, the ship scanners are picking up something."
I tilted my head and touched the communicator on my ear, "What?"
"A ship, it entered the orbit about ten minutes ago and landed near our destination. It's a Predator ship, Scarlet."
I hesitated, "I took them with me, so don't worry."
Lynn would know then that I didn't want the others to know.
"We need to be careful, you know Wayland-Yutani would love to get their grimy hands on a pred"
"You're cooking sucks," I said. "After this mission, we're going to LV 1209 for some quality take out ok?"
I heard Lynn laugh, I LOVED her cooking and she knew it. My cooking turned into little black crispy bits.
I scowled, a predatorâhere?
I glanced at the Wayland-Yutani corporate soldiers accompanying us. Something was definitely up, and it had something to do with the Predators.
"Okay people!" said the man in charge, a Major whose name I couldn't pronounce. "We're setting down here and going on foot the rest of the way!"
I glanced at the lieutenant in charge of the marines on this trip. He was as sour about this corporate Major as I was.
I slowly stood and want into a back room, quickly changing into my battle gear. It looked provocative, a skin-tight body suit made of black material, but it wasn't meant to be. It was heat-insulating and sleek and aerodynamic. A vest went over the tip, and a gun holster and clips and a bowie knife strapped to my thigh. A butterfly knife in one boot and a laser cutter in the other. Two utility belts looped loosely around my waist and one tightly. I slipped on my lucky necklace and stepped out, immediately greeted with wolf whistles and obscene comments.
Chauvinistic pigs.
"Rivers!" barked the major.
Here we go.
"You will not be dressed in that manner on this trip! I order you to change! I don't know what kind of pansy assed trip you've been on before, but this aint no fashion parade missy, is that understood?!"
I turned to look at him and slipped off my sunglasses, letting one golden slit-pupiled eye glare at him through my black and blood-red tipped fringe.
"Major," I purred. "This is not the first, nor the last mission I will be on, nor the most dangerous. I have been sought out by many people for my expertise and thoroughness. I was on my first vacation in years when I took up this job. Do not piss me off. I take orders from no one and nothing. I will do this my way, and I suggest you stay out of my way or I will make you." I turned from the spluttering major and placed my sunglasses back on and looked at the corporal.
"And you," I said. "My file says I am a class A first degree psychic. If you so much as think about hitting on me again like that ridiculously pathetic display back there, I will make you live out the rest of your life thinking you're a six-year-old girl."
I whirled and stalked away, a small smile touching my mouth.
"I heard that."
"Good."
Moments later, we were tracking through the dense jungle of the planet. Well, they were. I however, was in the trees, leaping from branch to branch with agility that no human was born with.
I paused and glanced back, seeing Lynn leaping lightly across the uneven ground, while the others struggled through the dense grass.
I lifted my head suddenly when I heard a distant roar that never failed to send chills down my spine.
I signaled to Lynn then hurried through the treetops towards the Predator's victory cry. After long moments, I came upon the ship it wasn't very large, perhaps fit for one or two. Then I heard Xenomorph cries and snapped around, drawing a gun.
I walked slowly and came upon a sight that both amazed me and frightened me.
A single large Predator was hacking his way across a clearing, and dozens upon dozens of Xeno lay dead and dying about him. There was about five left and I watches in awe as he dropped them with precision expertise.
At least thirty Xenomorph lay dead, and he had not one scratch one him. his spear folded up and he stood for a moment, panting.
I leaned back in the tree, unable to move. I was awestruck by the presence of such a warrior. I had been closer to three Predators before, indeed, on the receiving end of one of their spears once, and I wore the necklace of an Elder I had freed about my neck. It touched the teeth and small animal skull, which rested right over the scar over my heart.
Suddenly the hairs on the back of my neck stood straight up and I froze.
An ominous hiss sounded from behind me and I swore, so engrossed I had been in the Predator's fight, I ignored my own danger.
I closed my eyes, five drones
I slowly cocked my gun and saw the Predator jerk. They have good hearing, obviously. I slid my bowie knife from my boot. I couldn't me concerned with him just nowâI had my own problem, opening its mouth right behind my head.
As the mini-mouth snapped out, I dipped my shoulder and spun, slicing through the mouth with my bowie knife. The Xenos screeched and struck me, sending me crashing onto another branch, three long gashes opening in my back. I snapped a hand out to catch myself, biting back a cry as my ribs jarred.
As the other Xeno flailed, the other four quickly leaped down to engage me and I knew that I was trapped.
I did the only thing I could.
I let go and fell the twenty feet to the ground.
Rez'ek
Another Xenomorph pounced at him. Rez'ek stepped to the side and, as it passed him, he grabbed its tail. He swung it by the tail into a tree. The hunter walked up to the Alien Drone that was lying dazed on the ground. He grabbed it by the neck and lifted it off the ground. He exerted pressure and was rewarded with a defining crack of the neck. He then dropped the dead Xenomorph on the ground.
Rez'ek continued to leap from tree to tree towards the human base. He checked his computer again. Yes, he was heading in the right direction. He leaped a few more trees and kept going.
Suddenly he heard something. He stopped and remained silent. There were foot steps coming from under him. The cloaked hunter looked down and found a patrol of marines. There were six of them and two were holding smart guns while the others were using pulse rifles.
"I'm telling you the motion tracker read something," said one of the smart gun holders. "Well, it isn't now and I don't see or hear anything. Now stop stalling and let's get out of here," said one of the pulse rifle users. By the formation they were in he guess the marine who just spoke was the leader. He was about to kill them when he remembered humans build structures with tight security and if he wanted to see how they got inside theirs he would need to see someone else do it.
He followed them to the base. It was pretty large for a base thought Rez'ek. In front of two large doors were two guards. The marines talked to him for a second and one of them opened the door. Inside passed the doors were two more guards. 'That was it' thought the hunter almost disappointed. As soon as the doors closed he waited for a while for the marines who just walked inside to walk around and get away form the door. The less people who saw him the better.
The Predator grabbed his spear gun and aimed it at the two human guards out front. He squeezed his trigger twice. Two perfect head shots, two dead guards. His mandibles began clicking with satisfaction.
Rez'ek switched to X-Ray vision. He could see two human skeletons walking around inside. They were the two inside guards. In the Predator's vision a lock on came on each of the skeletons with a one in his native numerals on the fist guard and a two on the second. He threw the disc. It pierced the thick metal doors and flew on right into the first guard. The second ran for the alarm, but the discus quickly caught up with him and sliced off his head. After it killed its targets the discus pierced the door again and flew out into the Predator's grip.
The cloaked hunter put his disc away and jumped out of the tree. He switched back to thermal vision and inspected the door. He wanted to maintain a low profile and simply ripping down the doors would make a lot of noise. Rez'ek looked at what the man used to open the door. It was a hand shaped scanner on the right of the door. The Predator immediately knew what to do next. He drew his wrist blades and cut off the hand of one of the dead guards. He took off the glove and put the hand on the scanner. It took only a second to read it. The doors opened and the hunter entered through. He quickly hid the bodies.
He walked down a tunnel that was big enough for an APC (Armored Personal Transport). Rez'ek walked kept walking when he found an air vent. It was big enough for him to fit through. He ripped the cover off with his wrist blades and crawled through.
He kept crawling when he started seeing lights that came from more vent covered openings. The hunter looked through and saw several humans talking. He was in the vent of the mess hall where marines would get drunk all the time. Rez'ek kept crawling and found another vent cover. He looked through and saw a girl scientist flirting a marine. 'Not here' he thought and continued his crawl through the ventilation systems.
He stopped when he found another vent. This one was open and had a ladder to it as if a human was supposed to climb up into it. Outside were two voices. "So I guess that means we lost the bet," said one of them. "Yeah, the 49ers lost again," said the other. "Oh well. Time for me to clean the vents," said the first guy. He heard foot steps coming up the ladder. Rez'ek grabbed his spear and it silently unfolded. As soon as the man came up from the ladder the sharp alien alloy cut through his body. He didn't even have time to scream.
The stealthy hunter climbed out and slid down the ladder. The other guy that was talking turned around and looked at the transparent figure in front of him he was armed with a pistol at his side and immediately reached for it, but Rez'ek's plasma caster was faster. It lifted off his shoulder and the laser sights were on the man before he could cock his gun. A bolt of plasma shot out from the barrel tore through the guy like a hot knife through butter. His dead body fell to the ground.
Rez'ek climbed out of the vents and headed down a hall way. He came to a screeching halt when he found a door labeled "security room". He had studied some human language and could read a little of it, but he recognized this one very much from recent hunts. If he took out their security he could easily steal the gem unnoticed and get out before they even knew what hit them.
The Predator stuck his claws in the edge out the door and forced it open. The head of security was at a chair in front of dozens of monitors. He heard the door open and turned around. "Hey, Bobby, do you have my coff..." he started, but his expression turned to complete shock when he saw the cloaked Predator there. Before he could react Rez'ek shoved his spear into the man's stomach instantly killing him. He ripped out his blood stained spear and let the head of security's dead body fall to the floor.
Rez'ek aimed his plasma caster for what he guessed was the main computer, but stopped when he heard two people on one of the monitors talking about a large blue gem. He listened harder. "So what about it? It's just another sapphire," said one of them. "Not just any sapphire. It can heal any disease. We don't know how it works, but we know its function from reading the hieroglyphics we found on the walls," said the other. "Where is this gem anyway?" asked the other scientist. This was just the question that Rez'ek wanted him to ask. "That's what I'm trying to tell you! The Xenomorph know something we don't and stole the gem," answered the first scientist.
'What!' thought Rez'ek. The hard meat took it. That meant they knew that his race fell under the deadly virus and keeping it until his race died.
He fired his shoulder mounted caster and the plasma blew apart the machine. The whole security room turned off. His guess for the main computer was right. The cloaked hunter left the room. He went back and climbed back into the vent. He continued to crawl back the way he came.
Once he was back in the APC tunnel he left back to the doors. This time he could rip open the doors, because it didn't matter who heard now. He left back to his ship with an extreme hatred toward the Xenomorphs, but he had to give them credit for they were smarter than he thought they were.
A short while later...
Once back in his ship he reloaded his spear gun and ate a quick meal. Rez'ek left his ship and headed out. He leaped into a tree and opened his wrist computer and it read a hive not too far from him.
Not a moment after he closed it an alien drone pounced on him. The impact was hard and both he and the drone fell out of the tree. Apparently the aliens knew where he was heading. They probably didn't know why he was immune to the virus, but he was sure they knew he was after the gem.
Rez'ek kicked off the alien and his plasma caster did the rest. As soon as he got up he saw a small army of hard meat. There were at least thirty-seven of them, but he didn't care for they would only suffer his wrath. He grabbed his spear and went on one of his most heaviest slaughterings.
A few short moments later there were only seven Xenomorphs left and not a wound on him. A few of them disappeared from his sight, but he was busy with the main enemy. One of the survivors was a praetorian. His spear cut off the large alien's head and it fell to the ground when suddenly his keen hearing picked up the sound of a gun getting cocked. He turned around and saw a young human female wearing some tactical clothing standing in a twenty foot tall tree.
He looked back and saw that three aliens were swiping at her with their claws. For a human she had a quick reaction speed. She dodged the first three attacks, but a forth got her side. There were three deep cuts in her side. She was now cornered. Her choices were either fall twenty feet or get eaten alive. She fell.
Rez'ek sprinted toward the spot she would have fallen. She would have landed hard and broken her leg or severely injured herself, but an inch away from the ground and the Yautja warrior and snatched her ankle. Her head was a foot and a half away from the ground. Rez'ek was two and a half meters tall and holding her by the ankle at his head level still made him look tall.
The hunter grabbed five of his ring shuriken and put them on each one of his fingers. He activated them and threw them toward five targets. Each one hit and killed. His plasma caster activated and shot another one out of a tree.
The Predator was still holding her upside down by her leg. He looked at her. The only reason he had saved her was because if she got out here where he was she must have fought many hard meat and that would make her a worthy opponent. Rez'ek could challenge her himself and have a worthy battle. It had been a while since he had an interesting one on one opponent. It was then that he realized his holding her upside down was making the blood rush to her head and she was getting dizzy.
Rez'ek let go of her ankle and dropped her on her head. She shook off the dizziness and stood up. The warrior held his spear pointed at her. She knew what it meant. It was a challenge. The young human female in response grabbed the belt holding her weapons. She grabbed her pistol and took aim.
The pistol she held looked as if it was aimed at him. Rez'ek wasn't worried. The bullets would only bounce off his armor. She pulled the trigger. To his surprise it hit an alien drone that was just getting ready to pounce on him from a nearby tree. It was a perfect shot that rivaled his own aim. The bullet flew straight into the drone's mouth and continued its way into the smaller mouth inside. The alien feel out of the tree and landed on the ground dead.
Rez'ek looked at her. His spear was still aimed at her so the challenge still remained. She slowly unbuckled her belt and kicked it away. She didn't want to fight. Rez'ek was disappointed, because she seemed like such a worthy opponent. He folded up his spear and put it away. The predator turned his back towards her and walked away.
Scarlet
I stared in amazement as the Predator walked away, dismissing me like some useless baggage.
Jerk
He was soooo male.
I shook my head and took a deep breath slowly, feeling the wounds in my side beginning to close slowly. It has puzzled me why he had saved meâ.but then he challenged meâ.
I thought saving him would be enough, but I had to discard my weapons before he knew I wouldn't fight him.
I gathered up my belts and weapons once more and put them on, examining my side as the three gashes in my body suit sealed over my non-existent wounds.
The wonders of nanotechnology.
I was just leaving the clearing to go find the others, when my brain clicked and I whirled.
He wasn't on a hunt.
If he was on a hunt, the fact that I had had a weapon would have been enough to get him to attack me, weather I had discarded my weapons or notâ.and if he was on a huntâ..he would have taken the skullsâ.which he hadn't.
So why the fuck was he here?
Duh duh duh!!! New chapter done! How do you like it? Not too many flamers please!
As always, review review review! It really helps when we get input!
See y'all next time on Salvation!
XXX
CrimsonMistress
