Disclaimer: I don't own predator or aliens, etc, etc,--I'm not writing this stupid disclaimer anymore, everyone here knows I don't own predator or alien, otherwise these would be plans for an upcoming comic I'd be rolling in dough and beautiful women would be impressed by my...um...success. Haha anyways, I seem to be having a writers' night so this will be progressing faster (it seems) than my previous fanfic. Once I get this one done though I believe the other one will flow better.
Chapter 3:
There was no sign of kainde-amedha attack on the ship its self, even free from infestation. At least Ng'clar's warrior had made it farther than the steps of his own ship. Neither he nor his accompanying hunters bothered with their cloaking devices, as they knew this planet experienced frequent rains—making any type of cloaking device pointless. Motioning for them to ready their plasma cannons for just about anything they continued with their reconnaissance mission. Just as he began to scan the forest ahead of him a flicker in his periphery caught his attention. It moved too fast and he couldn't see anything when he scanned the area better. Most likely it was one of the planet's native population. He ignored it and continued to scan the forest for his warrior and kainde-amedha.
Now motioning for his warriors to approach the forest Ng'clar along with the two Blooded warriors cautiously walked into the semi-darkness. Their masks told them that soon they would be beset by 6 kainde-amedha with more waiting for them in the forest. SHINK Wrist blades extended on one warrior, the second crouching readying his disk. Just as the Elder drew his spear the attack came swift and deadly. Backs to each other they fought off the first six xenos, the Elder taking down four with ease leaving one for each of the others. Expecting the rest of the hive to attack immediately they prepared themselves, yet to their surprise the drones backed off and disappeared into the mists of an approaching rain. Ng'clar had only seen this twice before in his long life. A hive had feigned retreat and the foolish younglings who pursued them were slaughtered. The second had been when the drones sensed that a large tidal wave was about to wipe out the area the battle was taking place in. Baring the extremely rare occurrence of a tidal wave in the middle of a continent covered in dense forest, that only left the possibility of a feigned retreat. Sinking his talons into the bark of the nearest tree he climbed higher and higher trying to gain a better assessment of the surrounding area and situation. His two warriors appeared by his sides, he could sense their anxiety; they were younger than he and had never seen kainde-amedha behave in such a way.
No doubt his warrior, though of the Honored class, had either played into their hands or had not survived an initial attack. Something was definitely amiss, too many things didn't add up. His warrior would have been overwhelmed and at least some sign of battle would have been close to the ship—indeed, the hard meat had attacked them barely ten steps into he forest. That left the impossibility that he had made it in farther by some miracle of Paya and then met the Black Warrior soon thereafter. The fact that his warrior was dead was not in question, the timing, however, is what made this whole Hunt all wrong.
Nearby...
She had just moved in time so as not to alert the hunters to her presence. Based on the distances she had used with the previous Yautja she gauged her presence so that she could see about 4 or 5 xenos begin to circle around them. They had banded together and killed the xenos. But what impressed her the most was the obvious leader with the staff weapon. Of the six that had attacked he had not only taken down four, but also done it with such ease that made her tongue click with interest and curiosity. Letting her sensitive nose sniff the breeze she could smell the leader's scent, her eyes widened. He was a male of an incredible age. Though she herself was around 150 cycles her age paled in comparison to this leader. She tore herself from her musings as she watched him climb with lightning speed to the upper canopy, trailed by his younger warriors.
She continued to watch her prey from a good distance and began to slowly close the gap between them. Once she had halved the distance she stopped and surveyed the forest as well. Good, she thought, xenomorphs giving me some space. Grinning evilly she thought to herself, I never thought I'd help the Hive again after I broke out. It seems I'll do both of us a service.
That day drones went about their business and did not interfere in the upper region far from the heart of the hive. They smelt intruders, good for food or host flesh, but they also smelt that weird drone and somehow knew that it would take care of the problem.