Thank you for all of the Reviews! Not too much action, but I promise there will be more in the next chapter. Sorry for the long delay; writers block sucks.
Predators Vs. Tremors
Chapter 2: More than one hunter
"1200 hours, after my discovery of Frank's body, I have radio headquarters and am now retuning there. What is more confusing is how Frank was killed. Have the Graboids gone into a new transformation or is there something new out there? To these questions I do not have the answer at this time."
Burt switched his recorder off and continued along the dirt road towards headquarters. In the distance he saw a red truck heading towards him. The truck put on its flashers and the driver gestured for Bert to pull over.
Burt stopped and hopped out of his car walking towards the oncoming vehicle. The car stopped and two figures stepped out.
"Hey Burt! How are you?" called Earl Basset. Earl and Burt were long time friends and had hunted Graboids together. With him was his fiancée, Kate.
"Not too bad. What brings you back to the Valley?" Burt asked, shaking Earl and Nancy's hands.
"Just came for a visit. You're hunting Graboids from what I hear, right?" Earl asked looking in the back of Burt's truck, eyeing the dynamite and remote control cars.
"Yeah, but there's something new is going on; I found Frank Garrison dead with his head missing. Looks like he's been stabbed; I don't get it."
"This isn't another mutation, is it?" Kate asked looking around.
"I don't think so. It's something new. I think..." Burt's voice trailed off as the seismograph in his car began to beep.
Burt stuck his head in the window and watched as a red dot moved slowly towards his car. And by the looks of it, it was a big one.
"We got company!" Burt yelled grabbing his elephant gun and some dynamite.
Burt quickly hooked the dynamite up, tied it a remote control car, and began his Graboid hunt. The little car zoomed over the valley floor when suddenly, it was pulled under ground.
"I'd get in your car," Burt advised Earl and Kate as he readied the detonator. With a little click, the dynamite exploded, taking the worm with it.
Chunks of dirt and Graboid fell from the sky, raining on the two cars.
"Damn it, Burt!" Earl hollered as he saw his car covered in rancid smelling Graboid chunks. "I just had it cleaned!"
Burt chuckled lightly and replied, "Welcome back," as one last chuck of Graboid landed on Earl's car.
The Yautja heard an explosion as they climbed the rocky hills towards the settlement. They continued on their way, each silently wondering what the explosion was.
Suddenly, a loud roar echoed through the valley. The Yautja spun weapons ready, but the sound had come from far away. "What was that?" one of the students asked, the other murmuring the same question.
An'tir'de scanned the region, looking for any signs of hostile prey. The noise sounding like a moan of pain, but most prey, when injured, was exceptionally dangerous.
"Continue to the settlement. If you see anything, alert the team immediately, and we shall investigate," An'tir'de told the group. He personally had never heard that cry upon this planet, or any other, but it probably wasn't dangerous.
Burt followed Earl and Kate back to the convenience store at the center of the Perfection Valley settlement. A red-headed girl by the name of Eliza was working the store. She had moved in recently and was liked throughout the small community. There were about three others there, local people who came to Perfection for numerous reasons. The current population was about a dozen, including Earl, Kate, and the recently deceased Frank.
Burt plopped down in one of the chairs and sighed.
"Did you get any Graboids Burt?" Eliza asked stocking the freezer with soda- pop and beer.
"Yeah I got one, but unfortunately not soon enough. Frank's..." Everyone bowed their heads at the dismal news and Eliza began to cry quietly. But, when you lived around Graboids, this stuff was almost expected, but it didn't make the news any more pleasant.
"But... I'm not sure the Graboids killed him. Normally, they just eat you... but it looked like he was stabbed, and his... head was gone."
Everyone began to look at each other nervously. It didn't sound like a Graboid killing; if anything, it just sounded like some psycho murderer.
"Well, I've got ever worst news for you guys," Eliza said, wiping the tears from her face. "If you got one worm Burt, then there is still three out there, and one has gone into its' shrieker stage."
"Are you sure?" Burt asked not liking this at all.
"Well, it disappeared, so I'm thinking that's an affirmative."
"Damn. At least I got my elephant gun. Maybe I'll head back to my place and get more equipment."
Suddenly, a loud beeping came from a seismograph in the corner.
Earl ran over to it and said, "Graboid, coming in fast."
An'tir'de and his group were within 300 yards of the settlement. An'tir'de smiled beneath his mask, turned to his group and said, "Prepare for some true action."
Well, there's chapter two. In the next chapter, the Predators get their first look at Graboids AND Shriekers. Please Review!
Predators Vs. Tremors
Chapter 2: More than one hunter
"1200 hours, after my discovery of Frank's body, I have radio headquarters and am now retuning there. What is more confusing is how Frank was killed. Have the Graboids gone into a new transformation or is there something new out there? To these questions I do not have the answer at this time."
Burt switched his recorder off and continued along the dirt road towards headquarters. In the distance he saw a red truck heading towards him. The truck put on its flashers and the driver gestured for Bert to pull over.
Burt stopped and hopped out of his car walking towards the oncoming vehicle. The car stopped and two figures stepped out.
"Hey Burt! How are you?" called Earl Basset. Earl and Burt were long time friends and had hunted Graboids together. With him was his fiancée, Kate.
"Not too bad. What brings you back to the Valley?" Burt asked, shaking Earl and Nancy's hands.
"Just came for a visit. You're hunting Graboids from what I hear, right?" Earl asked looking in the back of Burt's truck, eyeing the dynamite and remote control cars.
"Yeah, but there's something new is going on; I found Frank Garrison dead with his head missing. Looks like he's been stabbed; I don't get it."
"This isn't another mutation, is it?" Kate asked looking around.
"I don't think so. It's something new. I think..." Burt's voice trailed off as the seismograph in his car began to beep.
Burt stuck his head in the window and watched as a red dot moved slowly towards his car. And by the looks of it, it was a big one.
"We got company!" Burt yelled grabbing his elephant gun and some dynamite.
Burt quickly hooked the dynamite up, tied it a remote control car, and began his Graboid hunt. The little car zoomed over the valley floor when suddenly, it was pulled under ground.
"I'd get in your car," Burt advised Earl and Kate as he readied the detonator. With a little click, the dynamite exploded, taking the worm with it.
Chunks of dirt and Graboid fell from the sky, raining on the two cars.
"Damn it, Burt!" Earl hollered as he saw his car covered in rancid smelling Graboid chunks. "I just had it cleaned!"
Burt chuckled lightly and replied, "Welcome back," as one last chuck of Graboid landed on Earl's car.
The Yautja heard an explosion as they climbed the rocky hills towards the settlement. They continued on their way, each silently wondering what the explosion was.
Suddenly, a loud roar echoed through the valley. The Yautja spun weapons ready, but the sound had come from far away. "What was that?" one of the students asked, the other murmuring the same question.
An'tir'de scanned the region, looking for any signs of hostile prey. The noise sounding like a moan of pain, but most prey, when injured, was exceptionally dangerous.
"Continue to the settlement. If you see anything, alert the team immediately, and we shall investigate," An'tir'de told the group. He personally had never heard that cry upon this planet, or any other, but it probably wasn't dangerous.
Burt followed Earl and Kate back to the convenience store at the center of the Perfection Valley settlement. A red-headed girl by the name of Eliza was working the store. She had moved in recently and was liked throughout the small community. There were about three others there, local people who came to Perfection for numerous reasons. The current population was about a dozen, including Earl, Kate, and the recently deceased Frank.
Burt plopped down in one of the chairs and sighed.
"Did you get any Graboids Burt?" Eliza asked stocking the freezer with soda- pop and beer.
"Yeah I got one, but unfortunately not soon enough. Frank's..." Everyone bowed their heads at the dismal news and Eliza began to cry quietly. But, when you lived around Graboids, this stuff was almost expected, but it didn't make the news any more pleasant.
"But... I'm not sure the Graboids killed him. Normally, they just eat you... but it looked like he was stabbed, and his... head was gone."
Everyone began to look at each other nervously. It didn't sound like a Graboid killing; if anything, it just sounded like some psycho murderer.
"Well, I've got ever worst news for you guys," Eliza said, wiping the tears from her face. "If you got one worm Burt, then there is still three out there, and one has gone into its' shrieker stage."
"Are you sure?" Burt asked not liking this at all.
"Well, it disappeared, so I'm thinking that's an affirmative."
"Damn. At least I got my elephant gun. Maybe I'll head back to my place and get more equipment."
Suddenly, a loud beeping came from a seismograph in the corner.
Earl ran over to it and said, "Graboid, coming in fast."
An'tir'de and his group were within 300 yards of the settlement. An'tir'de smiled beneath his mask, turned to his group and said, "Prepare for some true action."
Well, there's chapter two. In the next chapter, the Predators get their first look at Graboids AND Shriekers. Please Review!