Chapter 3: Ruins
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The next day Jason, Sean, and Richard sent out for the first mission of the whole operation. It was a to secure an area around what they had heard were ancient ruins. They also needed to capture a live alien from the hive. They went along with several other marines to a denser part of the jungle.
"Damn, my legs hurt," said one of the marines. "Oh, suck it up," replied Sean. He was the toughest of all the marines and wouldn't wince at pain whenever it came. Another marine grabbed his C rations and pulled out a granola bar. "Hey, those aren't standard, Steven." The Marine apparently named Steven smirked. "This is why I don't get the standard pack. No candy," he replied. "I still like the beef jerky they give you," said Jason. "That's the only thing good," answered Steven.
The clan went back into their ship. They had hunted all-night and got a good haul. Shou'nk just put his fifth full sack back into the ship. He grinned at how much honor he had. Something was strange though. Sure they found aliens and hunted them, but they also found the same kind of alien that was completely new to them. The "Acid Spitters" were the names the humans gave it. He had killed three of them. They were much tougher than the drones, but still not as strong as a Praetorian.
The clan went in their own quarters and began to skill their trophies. At that moment a single "beep" came from the systems. It was actually a signal coming in. A low grunt came from all of them. Skinning wasn't exactly the best time to interrupt a predator, but they went to answer the call.
They headed for the bridge and a large monitor told them who the signal was from. Merc'rk turned it on and looked at the Royal Predator who just now appeared on screen. It was the same Royal Predator that had picked them up from the planet LV-1201. "Greetings, Sentr'ck," said Merc'rk. The clan bowed. "I hope I'm not interrupting," started the royal predator. "We were in the middle of skinning," answered the clan leader. "Do you know about the rumors of the planet your on?" asked Sentr'ck. "If you're referring to the rumor about our race once inhabiting this planet, then yes," answered the bough Yautja. "I came to request that if you find anything from our past that you bring it back," finished the Yautja. "It would be an honor, Sentr'ck." The highly honorable Yautja thanked them and then the transmission cut out.
After they finished skinning they went out to hunt again. "Wait, clan!" called Merc'rk before they were about head off together. "We are supposed to look for any evidence of whether we used to inhabit this planet or not, so we're going on a separate hunt. I have devised an area hunt. Each of you will hunt in different areas. The data has already been transferred to your wrist computers. Now, we hunt," ordered the leading hunter.
"Um… leader. Don't you think that with these new 'acid spitters' around hunting solo would be kind of difficult?" asked Shou'nk. "Are you saying that you can't fend for yourself?" asked Netak. It was more of an insult than a question. "Netak, you know I can…" he started, but was abruptly cut off. "Then start acting like it," said Netak. "Shut up, Netak!!!" Nearly yelled Merc'rk. With that they began the hunt.
Reco'de went to his hunting area and began to hunt. He looked for any worthy prey, but found nothing. A few hours later of searching and he'd still found nothing. He landed on tree to think of where to look next. Just then he heard a loud shriek from an Xenomorph. It was just what he'd wanted at the moment.
The Predator headed in the direction of the shriek and found several marines had captured an acid spitter. It had an acid proof muzzle around its mouth and it was in chains. Farther off he swore he could see some ancient ruins with his specie's carvings and markings on it. He activated his camera in his mask and as soon as the humans left walked around the thing while recording its image and he marked the spot it was in on his computer. Then he left back to the ship.
Netak was in a terrible mood at this moment. He loved to hunt alone and Shou'nk almost screwed it up for him. He hadn't hunted alone for a while, because his clan leader thought it would be better if they stayed close together. It was his leader holding him back to his point of view.
He quickly found three aliens. One Praetorian and two drones were prowling right under him. Why not just take out his anger on them was his first thought. Netak grabbed his spear and it unfolded. The aliens heard the sound it made, but he didn't care. They looked at him just fast enough to see him jump down and give a vertical slash that took the first drone apart. The Praetorian slashed at him, but the warrior ducked and it missed. Netak sliced off one of its legs and the Praetorian fell down. The other drone pounced at him, but it was not quick enough for he soon met the point of the Predator's spear. The larger, but one-legged alien on the ground reached up and dug its claws into his leg. The Yautja quickly and swiftly stabbed that alien in the neck, thus disconnecting its head from its body.
Netak felt better after that. He sat down next to a tree and prepared his medicomp. Then the thought hit him. Why not challenge his leader to a spear duel. He was better with a spear than his leader was. The down side to being the clan leader was they couldn't decline from a challenge. He would finally be able to make his own decisions. Netak smirked as he plunged the large needle into his leg. He roared out from the pain as do all Yautja and then sat there to wait for it to heal.
Meanwhile back at the base the reporter has just finished another daily reporting of the marines and was just putting away her microphone. She was standing at the edge of the base when she heard a faint roar. It sounded like a Predator and it wasn't too far away. No one else heard it, but she knew there a predator close by. So she decided to head in the jungle and look for it.
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