Here's chapter three! Sorry it took so long; for some reason I've been getting a lot of writers block from this story. Hope you like it!
Predators Vs. Tremors
Chapter 3: Surprise
Bert told everyone to get onto the roof of the convenience store while he and Earl took care of the Graboid. Kate, who wanted to see one of the gigantic worms again, followed Bert and Earl outside.
As Bert and Earl prepared to kill the Graboid, Kate noticed something strange. The air was shimmering; she wouldn't have looked at it twice if she didn't notice that the shimmers were moving closer.
"Earl... what is that?" Kate asked backing away slowly.
"What?" said Earl looking up from his gun. He saw the shimmers too, but was more concerned with the approaching Graboid. Then he noticed something on Bert. Three red dots moved up Bert's body settling on his chest.
"Bert..."
Bert looked down and his eyes grew wide. "Laser tracking! Get down!"
Bert and Earl ducked just as a blue bolt of Plasma shot at the area in which Bert was standing a second ago.
Kate screamed as seven figures formed in the shimmer. They were large humanoids, well over seven feet tall, wearing strange black armor and shiny metal masked. They all approached, unsheathing swords, spears and daggers and they went.
The human ducked as one of the students sent a stream of plasma at it. The Yautja uncloaked and approached their prey.
Kate raced inside the convenience store as Earl and Burt aimed their guns at the approaching aliens.
"I think we just found out what killed Frank, Bert." Earl said, his voice shaking as much as his hands.
Suddenly, one of the aliens screamed as a Graboid erupted from beneath it. It tried to stab the worm, but in the constrictor-like grip of the Graboid's snake-like tongues, its' struggles were to no avail. The Graboid disappeared beneath the dirt with its lunch as quickly as it had appeared.
An'tir'de and his group watched in horror as some worm-like being erupted from the ground swallowing one of the blooded warriors. The warrior tried to kill the creature, but was quickly submerged along with the monstrosity.
"This is not possible! These creatures have never been here before... have they?" An'tir'de thought as his group stared at the ground where the warrior disappeared.
He glanced up and the human who merely stood unmoving.
An'tir'de shouted from his group to retreat. The Yautja began to run back to where their ship had landed.
Suddenly, one of the unblooded screamed. An'tir'de and his group spun to see on of the students on the group, frantically trying to free himself from three snake-like beings.
The student lopped off one of the heads of the beings, but was quickly being pulled under the ground by the other two. The Yautja raced to help the student, but by the time the reached where the student was, he was gone.
For once, the Yautja were at a loss of what to do. Their infra-red vision didn't pick up heat through the ground so they had no idea where the worm creature was. The group was now too terrified to even think of any sort of retreat. They were screwed, even if they didn't want to admit it.
Bert, Earl, and Kate watched as yet another of the alien beings was eaten. As entertaining as it was, if they didn't do something soon, the worm would be after them. The trio quickly hopped on the truck as the aliens were distracted with the Graboid. Burt quickly grabbed one of the remote control cars with dynamite already strapped to it and placed it on the ground.
The aliens meanwhile stood unmoving looking around themselves trying to spot the worm. Bert was about to start Graboid fishing when Earl grabbed his arm.
"Wait. If you kill that worm, what's going to stop those aliens from killing us like they killed Frank?" he whispered.
Bert sighed and quickly assessed the situation. Those aliens, or whatever they were, were hostile for sure. But from the recent readings on the seismographs there had to be at least 3 more Graboids out there. And if he didn't get to them in time they would soon become Shriekers, then Ass-blasters.
Suddenly, loud screeching filled the air. From on top of the roof, the others were screaming, "The Shriekers are coming!"
An'tir'de and his group spun when they heard the high pitched cries. Even from far away, they could see strange two legged creatures racing towards them; and they didn't look friendly.
He glanced up seeing the humans on top of one of the structures. They must be hiding from the worm-creature. So they must know about them, or at least have someway of seeing them. An'tir'de glanced around and saw another structure, with no humans on it, nearby. If they could make it to the structure, perhaps they could make a stand against the worm-creature.
But how could they get there?
"Bert, where's your gun?" Earl whispered urgently.
"Over there." Bert pointed at the gun which lay ten feet away from him. He had dropped it when the aliens shot at him.
"We have to get inside," Earl whispered looking at the fast approaching Shriekers. Suddenly, a loud bang and flash issued from one of the aliens. Apparently, the Graboid had tried to use its tongues to find them and startled the alien. The Graboid issued a screech and raced away but came back, just as quickly.
"Hey... maybe if they can scare this guy away maybe we can get out of here," Bert whispered. The Graboid apparently didn't like the loud bang the aliens' guns issued and might buy them enough time to get onto the roof.
"Well, what are you going to do? Mime it to them? I don't think they understand English."
"It's worth a shot," Bert replied, glancing in the direction of the Shriekers. They would be on top of them in less than two minutes.
Bert waved his hands to get the aliens' attention. Once he was sure they were looking at him he spoke as loudly as he dared with the Graboid underneath him.
"Shoot the ground."
An'tir'de stared at the human as it spoke to him. The mask he wore was an updated one with the ability to translate simple phrases in the prey-species language. From what his mask was telling him, the human wanted him and his fellows to use their weapons and shoot the ground.
Well, humans may have dealt with these things before. Perhaps they know something we don't.
An'tir'de signaled to his team to ready their weapons. He would do what this human wanted; he just hoped it wasn't a trick.
"Yes," Bert whispered as the aliens pulled out their guns and pointed them to the ground. Five loud bags and flashed echoed trough the valley. The Graboid heard them as well; with a screech of pain, Bert saw the ground shift as the Graboid raced away from the sound. Bert and Earl spun and raced into the store.
An'tir'de saw the humans run and decided that they should do the same. He and his group raced towards the structure he had noticed before and raced up the small human ladder to the top. As they stood on top of the structure, they watched as the two legged creature arrived in the settlement.
Bert and Earl made it on top of the roof as the Shriekers arrived. The ugly suckers' shrieked loudly at them as they tried to figure out a way to get to them.
"Hey Bert, check this out!" Eliza called over to them. Bert walked over to her and saw that the aliens had climbed I top of the water tower and were watching the Shriekers.
"Well, I guess their stuck just like we are," Burt replied, looking longingly at his elephant gun which lay on the ground next to the car and controller for killing the Graboid.
Well, that's chapter three. Hope you liked it. I might not be able to get chapter four up for two weeks (Vacation). Don't forget to review!