Prologue: The Human Not Like Others
It was the break of dawn, and the third world village was quiet and the oomans were dormant. Only a few of their animals lowed as they felt the presence of the six hunters. The oldest hunters, Ra'a'shi and Re'en, looked at the village, occasionally hearing one of the oomans yell at the animals to "shut it or become ham…" He shook his head as Kab'al appeared beside him. Kab'al was a calm youngblood, one of the strongest in the clan next to Hr'aen who was the youngest to ever be in a hunt, him being 9 years of age. Kab'al and his brother, Kur'ab were confused that they were entering a village where females and their children lived, most likely having to kill some of them for the quarry.
"The oomans are not expecting an ambush." He looked at Ra'a'shi. "Isn't this unhonorable? I mean, attacking them in their sleep?" Ra'a'shi looked at him. As usual, the youngblood was mistaken.
"It is not the oomans we are attacking... and, it is not an ambush." He said slowly. Kab'al stared at the elder in confusion. To further explain, he added, "My scanners say there are xenomorphs near the village. If we kill the ones that are already taking refuge in the village, it will draw the others out." He growled. Kab'al nodded his head. Behind them, to kill time, Ga'ma and Hr'aen grappled, testing their skills. Kab'al looked around, stared at the two and shook his head.
"I am sorry. I misunderstood." He said softly, returning to the subject. Ra'a'shi aknowledged it with a click. But, before he could give any orders to search the village, a shriek of terror rose from one of the houses. Soon, screams rose from every house. Ra'a'shi roared and cloaked himself, the others following suit. They ran to the village, extending their ki'cti- pa and shurikens, snarling. Almost at once, they were met with hard meat, hissing and ripping apart the oomans. Ra'a'shi went to the aid of a female while the others ran in different directions. He faced his quarry with utmost ferocity, snarling and growling as he resumed a fighting stance. The hard meat hissed and lashed at him with its tail with the speed of a cobra. Ra'a'shi dodged and threw one of his shurikens, slicing the point of its tail clean off. It growled and whipped around, acid blood spraying his gauntlet that controlled the cloaking device. Slowly, he fizzed back into visibility, growling. The hard meat pounced, and the shuriken came back, slicing its head clean off. Ra'a'shi caught the weapon and growled. He looked around and was about to order the others to head back to his ship when he felt a weak tug on his left ankle. He snarled and whipped around and saw the same female he saved, holding a bundle and mortally wounded.
"T-take..."she whispered. "Take my ch-child..." The ooman looked at him with glazed eyes. "Take her... please..." she raised the bundle to him and he took it slowly. Ra'a'shi watched as she sighed and fell in her own blood, dead. After collecting their trophies, Re'en jogged to him along with the others as Ra'a'shi peeled the fabric away, spotting the child. She had blue eyes with dots of amethyst present and white hair. Her skin was bronze colored and soft. Ra'a'shi purred. He never had a child of his own, being his mate died of an unknown disease after they were bonded. Re'en stared at the her.
"Ra'a'shi, what are you doing?" He grunted. The others stared at him intently. Ra'a'shi looked from the child to Re'en.
"She will be mine."He growled as the child grabbed one of his four mandibles and pulled it down, Ra'a'shi's face going with it. Hr'aen snickered and Kur'ab snorted.
"Well, in that case... why?"Re'en asked, confused on why his friend was bringing an ooman with them. Ra'a'shi got his mandible free of the infant's grasp and replied-
"Her mother died."Re'en, though still confused, nodded. Ra'a'shi took a small dagger, embroidered with a T- like symbol in the middle of the blade, and etched the symbol on the blade onto the child's cheek. "I will name you... Dei'r'dre... after my mate." He whispered. "Re'en, throw your bomb into the forest. That is where the hard meat colony is." Re'en nodded, then pressed some numbers into his arm bomb and took it off. He then threw it into the forest and started running. The others followed suit, not before Ra'a'shi glanced back at the village silently praying to the god Cetanu that the female died in peace.
A/N: wow. that was short, Don't worry tho! it will be longer chapterwise! also visit my texas chainsaw mass. story! it's GORY! muah!