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Chapter 5: Final Confrontation
Outskirts of unknown cave - 11:59 A.M.
The area has now been fully cordoned by armed S.R.S. operators, toting Heckler and Koch G36 assault rifles.
Martin Mystery, Java and Mark Sy were now planning their next move. Mark had requested Billy to fetch his Trident Armored Machine Suit as a precaution for the next battle. He wore the suit wore his BDU and had it activated just prior to their short conference.
"Well." started Martin. "We've got the Predator cornered, hopefully it hasn't touched Diana yet."
"Java worried." commented Java.
"We still need to be ready." suggested Mark. "We'll never know if we'll walk into a trap."
"My friend, that's the risk that we have to take." answered Martin.
An approaching S.R.S. operative interrupted the meeting of the three Center agents.
"Agent Mystery" said the S.R.S. operative. "You three can go in when you're ready."
"Thank you, soldier." replied Mark. "We'll be ready in a few minutes."
Unknown Cave - 12:05 P.M.
Kahless readies his arsenal.
He checks his weapons, which consists of his Maul, Shuriken, Netgun, Speargun, Glaive and his reactivated Shoulder Plasma Caster.
Loading his Netgun and checking his Wrist Blades, he dons his mask on before heading out to another battle.
A battle that may be his last.
An uninjured Diana merely screamed at him, asking for some information that Mark had relayed to her. "Are you the one responsible for the incidents in 1987 and in 1997? What are you anyway?"
Kahless merely turned his head around and his voice emitter replied with the same warped tone: "What are you anyway?"
Outskirts of Unknown Cave - 12:10 P.M.
Mark Sy was still armed with the same items that he had been using since he arrived in Mexico. Martin activated his U-Watch for his X-Staff before placing it in his pockets. Java cracked both of his knuckles and grinned about the upcoming battle to save Diana and eliminate the Predator.
Mark checked his Fairbarn Sykes Commando Knife, his Black Dragon Ninja Sword and his Ruger P95 PR15 pistol. He chambered a .45 ACP round in the barrel of his Valkyrie Arms De Lisle 2000 Carbine.
"Ready, guys?"
Martin and Java merely gave the thumbs up as their answer.
"Let's go!" Mark ushered the nearest S.R.S. operative to lift up the cordon tape so as to allow the three Center agents to enter the cave.
From that point on, there was no turning back.
Unknown Cave - 12:20 P.M.
"Awfully dark in here." said Martin. "Need to take out my Alpha Goggles."
Martin activated his U-Watch to take out his Alpha Goggles. Mark did the same and also took out his Alpha Goggles. Java had to rely now on the two agents as his light as they walked deeper inside the cave...
Until they stopped in their tracks, seeing someone shackled to the walls.
"DIANA!" yelled Martin, who ran forward with worry. Mark and Java were trying to keep up with the Canadian's sprint.
"You okay, Diana?" asked Java, scratching his head.
"Guys! It's a trap!" screamed Diana on the top of her voice.
"What?" replied Martin.
"Of course, the Predator suckered us here!" added Mark, aiming his Valkyrie Arms De Lisle 2000 Carbine at various directions.
Kahless deactivated his stealth unit and in his arm was a Netgun.
"Dammit, he's armed!" Mark rushed at the enigmatic hunter with Martin, who activated his X-Staff to turn into a quarterstaff, and Java.
Kahless grinned and fired his Netgun, sending a metal net towards the trio. Mark responded by holding the carbine on one hand and drawing out his Black Dragon Ninja Sword and sliced the net, cutting it to many pieces.
"Thank you, Omihalcon." grinned Mark to himself.
Kahless got infuriated and prepared to activate his Shoulder Plasma Caster.
Martin got wind of his action and swings his quarterstaff and pounded the weapon hard, which was hard enough for the Plasma Caster to dislodge itself from his shoulder.
Kahless, now even angrier, took out his Speargun and attempted to target the trio. Java quickly grabbed the barrel and with the aid of his caveman strength, crushed it and mangled the weapon with his bare hands.
Wrist Blades emerged out of Kahless' gauntlet and wildly slashed at the Center agents. One of the blades made a small cut to Java's arm, covering his face.
"AAAAHHH!" yelled Java, screaming in pain.
Diana, from her bonds, could only watch in horror as the three agents were now engaged with Kahless in their last stand.
"Come on guys, you can beat him." pondered Diana, cheering them on in her mind.
Kahless got his Glaive from his back and extended it.
"Man, what a weapon!" thought Martin, who seemed to be admiring the weapon.
Mark slinged is Valkyrie Arms De Lisle 2000 Carbine on his shoulder and held his Black Dragon Ninja Sword with his two hands.
Java could simply raise his fists up near his face. The small cut was only minor to him.
Kahless twirled his Glaive over him and went the weapon was at his side, he did a "come on" gesture to the three agents.
Java responded to Kahless' challenge by preparing a tackle. The tackle was short lived; Kahless whacked his stomach with the Glaive and kicked his chest.
Martin came next; he twirled his quarterstaff and brought it towards Kahless's face. Kahless blocked his attack when he raised his Glaive and they were locked as both of them tugged with each other by pushing off their staffs against their faces.
Kahless had the upper hand by pushing Martin to the ground. He drove his Glaive towards the agent, but dove out of the way late, causing a minor gash to appear in his arm.
"GAHHH!" cried Martin in pain.
"Must I do everything myself?" said Mark saracastically. He leaped up above Kahless, who tried to block his attack with his Glaive.
Unfortunately, his weapon was hacked into two pieces.
"Never mess with the power of Omihalcon!" retorted Mark, who landed on the ground kneeling. Kahless drew out his Maul and swings it towards Mark, who blocked it with his sword. His free hand was supporting the blade so as not to let the Maul cut him into pieces.
With every ounce of strength, Mark lunged at the Predator, kicking him hard in the chest. His grip on the Maul was relinquished as the weapon flew out of his hand towards the darkness behind him.
"Hah!" Mark twirled his Black Dragon Ninja Sword with one hand.
"Hey partner?"
Mark turned his head to see Martin, up and about, with his quarterstaff.
"What about Java?"
"He'll get Diana out." Martin pointed to the rear with his thumb and saw Java breaking Diana from her restraints.
Kahless got to his feet and made an enigmatic roar that shook the cave.
"Let's finish him!" cried Martin, charging with quarterstaff in hand.
"Yea! Let's!" added Mark in agreement, with sword in hand.
Outskirts of Unknown Cave - 12:30 P.M.
M.O.M. had arrived in a Center Sikorsky UH-60 Black Hawk chopper with Billy, Major Fletcher, in his battle gear, approached M.O.M. and gave her a salute.
"I trust that things were going on badly." said M.O.M., adjusting her headset.
"I'm afraid so. We've lost a number of men fighting that thing." answered Major Fletcher sternly.
"Of course." replied M.O.M. "But I'm pinning my hope on the agents. May god help them."
"Amen." Major Flecther could only answer M.O.M.'s concerns.
Unknown Cave - 12:36 P.M.
Martin struck Kahless' mask hard. The force of Martin's attack soon made its results; the mask began to crack in half before it dropped on the floor, revealing the Predator's true face.
Its hideous face, marked with mandibles, made the four Center agents quiver in their pants.
"RRRRRRAAARRRRRYIARRR!" as Kahless let out his vocal mimicry seeing that the humans destroyed his favorite mask.
"Finally, his true form." smirked Martin, twirling his quarterstaff at his hand.
Mark, on the other hand, lunged forward with his Black Ninja Sword at hand. Kahless called for his Wrist Blades and were able to block his stabbing attempt. Kahless thrusted him with an elbow attack and gave him an uppercut to his chin.
He tumbled down next to Martin, who was still standing. Java tackled Kahless just to give the other two agents time to reformulate their strategy.
"I suggest that we end his life right now." suggested Mark, standing up and spinning his sword around.
"Yeah, but how?" asked Martin.
"Let's see." Together, the two agents charged towards Kahless, who was stunned by Java's tackle. Unknown to Mark, Martin had secretly grabbed the broken parts of Kahless' former Glaive into his jacket pocket.
"AAH!" yelled Martin, grasping the sharp end of the broken Glaive like a dagger, thrusting it to every possible point of Kahless' body. Kahless responded by dodging the moves of the Canadian agent.
"Wait!" shouted Mark, who noticed Kahless punching some numbers in his wrist. In a few minutes, he noticed a beeping sound, indicating that it was a bombing device.
"Oh shit!" yelled Diana, who got scared of the sound.
Kahless laughed, deactivating his self-destruct sequence with a few clicks on his wrist. The two agents got infuriated by the hunter's moves and planned to end his menace now.
"YASHA!" cried Mark, swinging his ninja sword at Kahless. Grasping for his Maul, he got a hold of his weapon and began to rebound on the offensive, trying to slice the Filipino agent when he had the chance. One of its blades got a hold of his black balaclava and left a gash in his face, making red blood ooze out of its opening.
"DAMMIT!" screamed Mark, giving Kahless a double roundhouse kick. With another twirl of his sword on his right hand, he got ready to let his weapon's blade enter deep into Kahless' body.
Kahless, anticipating a move from him, socked him in the face. But that didn't even stop him from doing the ultimate move. Mark gave the hunter another kick to the face, sending to a few more feet away from him.
Mark told Java to check on Diana while he and Martin would hold off the hunter. Kahless, in pure anger, charged forward with Maul in hand. But he did not expect something to happen to him.
Calling on his ninjitsu training, Mark teleported in front of him in a blur and in an instant, drove the cold Omihalcon blade into his body.
Green blood oozed out of the wound and into the blade, but that didn't stop Kahless from giving the agent a strong punch to the chest, sending him to a cavern wall. Luckily, Diana and Java were present to help him recover.
Martin, seeing his pal's predicament, ran to the wounded hunter and with brute force, stabbed him in another part of his chest with the broken half of the Glaive.
Kahless began to grimace in pain, more green blood exited from his wounds as he wailed out in anger. Martin took out another broken part of the Glaive and jumped up before he stabbed him in the hunter's neck.
Kahless wailed some more, in anger that two of the most potential prey in his list had been able to defeat him. He went down on his knees, grimacing more pain from the recent wound on his neck. Mark, who recovered with help from Diana and Java, rushed to Kahless and withdrew his sword from Kahless' chest. Kahless knew he was about to meet his end so he then let out his death roar. "URRRRRRR!!!"
Doing honor to the fallen warrior, he swinged his sword momentarily before executing a horizontal slash, severing his head from its body. With that, the motionless body collapsed onto the floor, with green blood seeping out of its opening.
"We did it." said Diana happily.
"Yeah." panted Mark. "We did it." He cleaned his blade of the green blade before storing it in his sheath.
From out of the blue, several red laser dots emitted from the blackness of the cave, aiming at the four agents.
"What the?" shrieked Martin, holding his quarterstaff in a combat stance.
"Who's that?" demanded Diana.
"Java scared." added Java, who had his pants wet.
"Show yourself!" shouted Mark in anger.
"Your language is English, I assure you, there is no need for alarm." said the voice from the darkness.
Several Yautja figures emerged out of the black, with Shoulder Plasma Casters at the ready. Four armed Yautja Warriors were aiming their Spearguns at them.
Mark unslinged his Valkyrie Arms De Lisle 2000 Carbine, aiming at the nearest Yautja Warrior, Martin was at his side by holding the quarterstaff with his two hands while Java engaged in a boxing stance. Diana, though a bit shocked, decided to join in by entering a karate stance.
---Enough! No more violence!--- Shouted a female voice in the Yautja language.
Obeying the orders, the four Warriors deactivated their laser sights.
A Yautja warrior, who seemed to have a female body, walked out of the darkness and slowly approached the four agents.
Mark motioned to the other three to lower their stances; this Yautja appears to be friendly to them.
"Do not be alarmed, I merely come in peace." said the Yautja.
"Who are you?" inquired Mark sternly, his hands still gripped on his firearm.
The female Yautja had her hands on her facemask and removing it from her face, the creature revealed herself as a human.
A female human to be exact.
"Can someone explain to me about this?" asked Diana, confused at the sight.
"Allow me to explain." said the female Yautja.
"My name is Katelyn and I'm 17 years old. But thanks to Kahless, whom you've killed, I have Yautja blood mixed with my own. So right now, I'm about 5,000 years old." Martin whistled after hearing some of the information. Katelyn gave him an uppercut to the chin and muttered something in the Yautja language before resuming her conversation with the agents.
"As you may see, I was adopted into the Yautja world by Kahless and Arianna, who became my foster parents. I am, after all, one of the last remaining South Americans of Aztec descent."
"Bloody hell. For a girl like you, you sure are lovely." grinned Martin.
Katelyn sighed before giving Martin another fierce uppercut, knocking him out cold before shouting at him in the Yautja language.
"I see." Mark folded his arms. "Despite the nature of your newly adopted world, I despise your world's tactics at hunting down prey, especially humans." He began to sneer after saying these few words to Katelyn. Diana could only help by lightly squeezing his shoulder.
"You have to understand, Mark." replied Katelyn to a shocked Mark, who wanted to know how she learned of his name. "This is the way that Yautja society has lived for thousands of years. I'm sorry Mark, but this is how we live. We live in order to be the strongest of all known species. Humans are such easy prey, that is why we chose this planet as a hunting ground for our kind to use."
"If that happens, the Center will still be active to stop your kind from hurting people." answered Mark, but he muttered the last one. "Even if most of them are sons of bitches."
"And you can count that the four of us will be there." commented Martin in support.
"I suppose." sighed Katelyn. "But before I go, I would like to present to you a gift." Katelyn ushered a Yautja to hand in two weapons. They appear to be revolvers.
"Colt Silver Action Army Revolvers." said Mark, picking up one of them and twirled one on his fingers. "And they appear to be made in 1910. Reminds me of Revolver Ocelot in Metal Gear Solid 3."
"Yeah!" grinned Martin, picking up another one. "Say, did you guys kill off some American soldier just to get it."
"Unfortunately, yes." answered Katelyn. "We got them back in the Philippines, during the so-called American occupation."
"Yep." replied Mark. "Hated that part of history."
A roaring sound was heard from the cave. Lights from a strange ship emitted nearby. The four Yautja Warriors were the first ones to leave, carrying the head and body of Kahless, as well as his gear back to the ship.
"You two were very brave." said Katelyn, referring to Mark and Martin. She then turned her head towards Mark. "But I think this one here is the bravest and a gentleman." This remark earned a frown from Martin. "But that doesn't meant that we would not forgot you or your other two friends. You four will be written down in the history of our archives."
Katelyn prepared to walk back to her ship. But she first walked towards Mark and softly touched his dried wound with one of her hands. "Take care of that wound of yours." grinned the female.
"We will meet again…someday." Katelyn wore her facemask before joining her compatriots in entering their ship. Within minutes, the ship had left the cave and disappeared from their view.
The four agents walked out of the cave, dignified somehow that their mission is complete. M.O.M. and Billy were on hand to greet the agents.
"Good work agents." commended M.O.M. "Is the body of the Predator in there?"
"No." answered Mark. "It's the Predator's tradition to take the fallen back to their home planet for burial."
"I see." frowned M.O.M., she planned to take Kahless' body into Center custody for research and analysis.
"The best thing we can do is to secure the cave and make sure no one gets in." suggested Billy.
"Right." replied Martin. Mark told an S.R.S. operator to gather some men and secure the cave. He obliged and in a few minutes, teams of S.R.S. operatives were now swarming the cave, searching for anything out of the ordinary.
"What about the deaths of the S.R.S. operatives?" asked Diana.
"Don't worry. I've given awards for their courage in the line of duty." Assured M.O.M. She then walked towards the nearest helicopter with Billy following behind.
"What now?" asked Diana.
"We better head back." suggested Martin. Slowly, the four walked to the nearest UH-60 Sikorsky Black Hawk helicopter.
On the way, Martin patted his jacket to see if the "gift" was still there. And it still was.
Mark turned his head back towards the cave and grinned under his mask before leaving the area. It would be the last time that he would encounter the hunter. Patting his Colt Silver Action Army revolver tucked inside his vest.
For now.
THE END