Disclaimer: once again, I don't own any of the predator or alien, etc. except those characters I created.
Chapter 2:
Her stomach growled. She let out a long moan—that last Yautja she ate had given her massive indigestion. Most of the morning she had spent puking up chunks of florescent green covered flesh. Feeling her stomach convulse again she pitched her head forward as another shower of yautja flesh exploded out of her, she even coughed out a small chunk of it's dreadlocks. Making her groan even further she sat back down on the branch she had stopped on when her stomach had started these cursed spasms. Glaring at the sky she screamed, "NEVER AGAIN!!" only to double over in pain. Her grumbling could be heard by the xenos below who had come to investigate the smell of another species flesh. One looked from the stomach fluid covered predator flesh to her and back down again. A distinct hissing could be heard amongst the xenomorphs below. She screeched in fury scattering the ones below, they were laughing at her! Positively fuming but unable to do anything about it she lay her head down hoping some sleep would help her body heal from whatever that damned yautja had poisoned her with, pouting all the while.
When she came to her stomach felt better, but she was still somewhat tender. Slowly sliding down the massive tree she ignored the pile of stinking flesh and walked toward the pool that she enjoyed so much. Sinking into its warm waters she cupped her hands and drunk deeply. The hot spring's waters were just what she needed to calm her stomach and her sore body. In its final moments the warrior had put up a worthy fight but he was in the end no match for her. She had after all a portion of Yautja DNA and as such just as much if not more strength and cunning than he. Rubbing her tangled "mane" of hair against each other to clean at least some of the mud she humpfed in exasperation as it began to rain again. Though she was used to these warm storms the mud that caked her body was not appealing to the vanity of her human side. Letting her hair free she dove under the water swimming deeper and deeper until she found what she was looking for. With her talons she dug out the softball-sized shellfish lodged into the wall. Wrenching it free she swam back up to the surface wadding to the edge of the pool. Cracking it upon the rocks a few times she pried-open the oyster-like thing open. Smiling to herself she reached in and pulled out the "pearl." Though it wasn't anything like an Earth pearl she could think of no better name. The size of a dollar coin, but with a hole in it, making it a hoop of blue-green beauty she quickly placed some of the dark sand from the hot spring in the "oyster", carefully closing it and diving back down to put it back where it came from. Returning to the surface she placed her elbows on the edge examining the pearl-hoop between her fingers. Bringing forth one of her tangled locks she wove it in, admiring its beauty. She had only around two-dozen or so in her hair as it took approximately a full year of this planet for the sand in oyster to become the pearl. Sighing, she thought back upon all the years she had spent here. Just when she thought it would be nice to sulk for a little while in her bath another ship raced across the sky again.
Irritated with an intrusion on her solitude yet again, as well as it being more Yautja, which gave her stomach another rumble of distaste, she pulled herself out of her warm bath. She was going to deal with these ones, in a way that she thought fitting. She knew they lived for the hunt, so it was only fitting that they be hunted. If for nothing else but to get them back for sending a warrior that didn't agree with her.
Aboard the Yautja Ship...The Elder Ng'clar and two Blooded warriors had headed down to the planet the Clan Ship had been orbiting. After they received the signal that yet another Yautja had met his death. It was understood that this planet was overrun and as such anyone going down was only expected to go for a short time and return with as many trophies as was safe. Though the yautja of his clan knew that they had to keep their honor at even the cost of their own lives he also had instructed them to pick their battles and know that there was no shame in just hunting for a little while and returning back to the clan ship. This planet was overrun and as such there was more dishonor in dying at the hands of the great hive below because one sought to conquer the entire planet, than returning to the orbiting clan above. What was different this time however was that the one who had gone missing was one of the better Honored warriors of his clan. He would have sooner detonated his self-destruct than become host flesh, and if indeed he had been bested it bore need for an investigation. This planet may even have to be banned for solo hunts if it was so greatly overrun with kainde-amedha. Though he loved a challenge the Elder Ng'clar did not want anymore of his best Hunters going down to a planet more infested than previously thought—it would be naught but a deathtrap for anything but a large group of Hunters.
His ari'nii'ede swung around violently as he turned to one of the Blooded warriors that pointed down to the singleship below them. Still cloaked they scanned the area for hard meat activity. Screening out for any local life forms, they missed the anomaly not far from their vessel, sitting calmly in a high branch wondering what these new Yautja would do once they realized their buddy wasn't going to be coming home anytime soon...
She sat there just in the tree line thinking. She would stay far enough to these ones to make sure they didn't get too suspicious as the previous one had, but close enough that she could pick them off one by one, without worrying that the hive would overwhelm them. She would use their tactics, their methods, and even--once she claimed the first one's life—their weapons. For the first time in a very, very long time she felt the rush that day when she touched the mud and soil as she ran to freedom, away from the terran complex of torture.
She would enjoy this, it had been a century since something this exciting had happened, and she wasn't about to let it pass her by.