Hi! I'm Dean :)
I have just decided to publish this story, it is my first fanfic on this platform, although it is not the first story I write :)
I want to thank an incredible person: Frida521, for her magnificent help in correcting my fanfic, without her this would be a lot more complicated.
I'm sorry for the horrible English, I hope it's understandable for you. I wrote this story first in Spanish but I also wanted to do it in English.
I am sorry for any mistakes I may have done and I would appreciate your comments.
Disclaimer:
I don't own the characters: Lex or Scar (as well as other characters that will appear eventually). I really admire its creators and respect them, this fanfic is just for fun.
Disclaimer 2:
In this fanfic I'm going to include some OCs.
Disclaimer 3:
The events of this fanfic take place 4 years after the fight against the xenomorphs that took place in Bouvetoya, Antarctica.
Disclaimer 4:
The conversations between the predators will be written in italics, which mean that they are not in English, and humans cannot understand them. Their thoughts will be written between: 《》
"How long are you going to stay?" Amber asked, she was slightly taller than Alexa and her lips were fuller. She raised her voice a little more when she noticed that her sister was still immersed in her own thoughts "Lex!" She exclaimed.
"What?" Alexa asked, while she looked out the passenger window.
"You're very distracted" Her sister concluded.
"I was just thinking", said Alexa, turning her head towards her sister and smiling.
"Can you tell me about whom?" Amber looked away from the front for a moment to give her little sister a mischievous look.
Alexa shook her head, she was thinking of him, why was she still thinking of him? So many years had passed, and yet she still had his face in mind? His… dreadlocks? He had saved her life when that horrible and huge monster had attacked her in the water tower, giving a miraculous leap and piercing the skin of the horrible Queen Alien. Scar —as she had nicknamed him for being unable to interpret what she supposed was his voice— click and growled when she asked his name, he had been her hero and then he was impaled in a cruel way. Alexa felt guilty, if only the plan to hold the Queen the first time in the tower had worked, the poor predator would not have died.
《Dead…》 thought Alexa. No, Scar was still alive when the other members of his clan brought him inside their ship, brutally wounded, but alive. Alexa scolded herself; it was absurd to worry about an alien she had just met, who was also a murderer.
"Alexa!" Amber shouted.
"I'm sorry", the brunette apologized, she felt bad for ignoring her sister, it was not her intention but she couldn't focus on anything else.
"Lex, sometimes I think you're not the same anymore," Amber dared herself to say.
"I'm the same, I haven't changed," Lex said.
"Since you returned from the mission to that Island in the middle of nowhere, I have noticed you are very different; you are no longer the same Lex. You're distracted, you have doubts about everything and you don't focus on anything". Amber stopped for a moment at the side of the road, Lex knew she had changed but she had no idea how much.
"That doesn't make any sense" said Alexa.
"And why do you have that mark on your left cheek? You never mentioned it".
"Amber, I don't want to talk about it", Lex complained, running a hand over her forehead.
"Why?"
"Because it's absurd, I'm fine. This mark was just an accident with a blade, it doesn't mean anything". Alexa hated lies, but there was no other option, how to explain to her sister everything that had happened? Even she didn't understand it! The only thing that was known of the failed expedition is that there was an explosion by some kind of device inside the pyramid and that Alexa had been the only survivor, she had not even mentioned the fearsome black aliens or predators. There was no trace of them and she would probably have been locked up in a madhouse if it occurred to her to mention them. She had no evidence other than the ceremonial spear she had been in charge of hiding.
Amber started the car and kept driving. "You worry me, Lex".
"I'm fine, I promise. It's just that going through everything that happened in the pyramid left me somewhat unbalanced". Lex decided to use the word unbalanced, because she refused to admit she was traumatized.
"I understand and don't worry, I'm not going to burden you with any more questions. Today will be a special night, the children will go trick or treating and we can stay home to watch movies, just like before".
Alexa had temporarily moved with her older sister, she wanted to take a vacation and Florida turned out to be an excellent option, there was no cold, there was no ice and the memories of Antarctica seemed more distant in a place like this. Amber lived alone with her two children; a 7 year old girl named Emma and a 10 year old boy named Daniel. Today was October 31st, a date that for all the children meant going out into the streets and asking for candies, but for the two women it meant relaxing in peace. They got out of the car all the bags full of pantry and a bottle of wine and some beers.
It was 6:00 in the afternoon and the children had already prepared their costumes, Daniel opened the door and helped with some bags, Emma continued in her room, getting ready.
Lex thought she liked the comfort and homey vibe of her sister's one story house; the walls were yellow, the wooden window frames were white, and the curtains were pink; any designer would think those colors looked awful combined, but Amber always made everything look nice. Lex carried the bags into the kitchen and set them on a round table and brown.
"Auntie Lex! Guess what I am!" Daniel exclaimed, waiting for Lex to cheer her costume.
Lex looked at the boy, she could barely understand what he was saying. He had messy hair like he had just woken up and big black circles under his eyes, a gray suit, a long red cape and prominent fangs "A fearsome vampire" Lex said with a smile.
Daniel took off his uncomfortable false teeth and hugged his aunt "I… can hardly speak with this" Daniel complained.
"Well, take them off", said Lex and ruffled his hair, then went to put away the purchases.
"No, a vampire has to have big fangs" Daniel said.
"Look Aunt Lex! I'm you!" Emma said, Lex almost choked on her own spit. Emma had disguised herself as her, and she had even put the mark on her left cheek! Her hair was also pulled back with a parting on the head and in a half bun and she was wearing a red sweater.
"Emma..." Seeing the girl brought to mind all those memories she wanted to bury "Why didn't you choose someone else?
"Because I want to be like you", Emma said, very sure of herself.
Lex smiled, she was just being paranoid, there was no way she would ever see Scar again and the probability that he would see his beloved niece with the hunter's mark was even lower.
The kids went out an hour later; Lex and Amber were watching a movie and eating popcorn and some beers. The neighborhood Amber lived in was quiet and pleasant, the neighbors were friendly, and nothing remotely exciting ever happened. Lex imagined herself living in a place like this, without worries, just enjoying normality and suddenly her sight was lost on the television screen, they were watching a movie called The Fifth Element, but she had stopped seeing the characters. She could stay and live here, rent an apartment, and perhaps eventually buy a house. That idea seemed as great as it was boring ... the monotony of things would end her and she would return to extreme sports. 《What do you want, Lex?》 She wondered.
Her sister tapped her elbow on the side and she jumped a little, with Amber's inquisitive gaze searching for an answer to a question Lex hadn't heard. Lex thought it would be rude not to answer and just nodded.
"Well, it looks gross to me", Amber said.
"What thing? " Lex questioned.
"The cop falls for the girl, but the girl is an alien, she's disgusting", Amber concluded.
"And..?"
"Lex, I asked you if you would dare to date an alien and you just nodded".
Alexa took a sip from the glass of wine, that question only made sense in a conversation like that, but for Lex the implication of that was a lot deeper. She couldn't help but think of Scar, in his strange and intriguing appearance, would she date him? She took another gulp of her drink, it was crazy.
Emma returned to the house and walked into the living room, where the two women were chatting.
"Auntie Lex, can I borrow some wool gloves?" Emma questioned, luckily for Lex, the conversation with her sister paused when Emma arrived.
"Oh sweetpea, I didn't pack any items for the cold," Lex said and popped a bunch of popcorn into her mouth.
"Okay ..." Emma muttered with resignation, Lex turned on the comfortable couch.
"I have a hat that my dad gave me, you can take it, it's in the right bag of my suitcase but take good care of it" Lex winked at the little girl.
Emma happily walked to Alexa's room and rummaged through her things until she found the hat, however, something else caught her eye. "Auntie Lex, can I take the stick you have here?" Emma asked from the room. Lex had brought some removable hooks to hang her clothes and thought there was no problem.
"Sure!" Lex exclaimed from the living room.
Emma held the ceremonial spear with difficulty, it was very heavy but also very cool, Emma thought that that was the final ingredient of her costume and with both hands she held the spear and supported it on her chest, then she left the house.
Meanwhile, some children were amazed and terrified to admire the incredible and highly realistic decoration of a man hanging by his feet from a tree, skinless and dripping with blood.
"These people are crazy", said a blond boy, disguised as Captain America.
"Yes, these mannequins are very well made", said another boy, his costume consisting of a soldier's outfit and a plastic weapon.
The child on the soldier costume observed three red points that represented the vertices of a triangle, they were on his forearm, and he looked up and saw that the light of the lamp on a pole was reflected on a large and transparent silhouette that remained motionless on the roof of a house. The boy raised his gun.
The predator watched the boy carefully, was this perhaps a worthy opponent? The answer was NO. His biomask face detected that the weapon was fake and he couldn't feel more frustrated, he had just managed to hunt down that petty thief who he had hung upside down and now he found a lot of small creatures that carried fake weapons as if they were toys, he opted for backing out.
"What kind of ceremony is this?" Wondered the predator. Scar paid no attention to him and this only angered the young blood. "Scar..?" He insisted.
"Stop asking nonsense," Scar growled, since he met Lex he decided to adopt his nickname as his formal name, as a sign of respect for the small human, who had saved his life. And now he had been left in the charge of a Yautja who had just passed his rite of maturity, and like every precocious adolescent, he wanted to devour the world and prove himself capable of facing any honorable prey. Scar could be seen reflected in Lake, that murderous and unbridled instinct that characterized the younger Yautja always seemed both interesting and stupid to him, that same impetus had caused the death of his two brothers: Celtic and Chopper, if only they had been smarter, they would be alive. Scar shook his head and saw that Lake was sitting on a pile of broken pipes, they had hidden in an old and abandoned hardware store, because humans used to flee the shadows and that place was far enough away to be visited.
"What's the plan?" Lake inquired.
"A group of armed humans are staying in a house not far from here. We will wait for them to arrive and then, we will hunt them, there are at least about 15 of them" Scar said, Lake's bright green eyes sparkled.
When the humans altered the balance of the pyramid and all the black beasts came out, the predators decided to move the rite of passage to another planet where they established tighter control. Lake, like Scar, had been the only survivor and that was about the only thing he had in common with him, Lake was impatient and couldn't control his temperament very well, Scar had always been a strategist.
Lake's skin was a little darker than Scar's and he also wore the hunter mark on his forehead, perhaps a little further to the left, his biomask had a kind of point on the part that covered his jaws, as if it were the beak of a bird and his eyes were longer. Lake admired Scar in a certain way, he knew that he could learn from him, on the other hand Scar regretted the decision that the ancients had made to make him pay for their disgrace by working with an annoying partner. Or at least that's how he saw things.
The disgrace was to have allowed a face hugger to desecrate his body; the ancients praised Scar's prowess, he was the first young blood to assassinate a queen in many years of the Yautja history, but his carelessness had brought him punishment. Scar was about to exhaust his last remaining reserves of patience in dealing with Lake, but killing him would only give him a worse punishment.
Both predators followed the humans, but soon Scar realized that they were just weak humans, they brought weapons, yes, but he was sure that neither of them would be a worthy fighter, at least for him. Lake seemed excited and Scar decided that he would "let" him finish off such pitiful prey.
He left the house and went to the city, his walk brought him to a certain neighborhood where some children looked at a corpse hanging in a tree. This made him angry, why did Lake have to be so stupid and reckless? He had left a corpse for all to see and now the humans would investigate.
"Well, that might get me a good trophy", he said. There was the remote possibility that among all those police officers a worthy opponent would stand out. He wore his camouflage at all times and, unlike Lake, he was wary of the lantern lights.
"I don't want to see that thing anymore" Said a little girl with brown skin. Scar could be stealthy, he could be by your side and you would never notice, he walked to the girl, something about her was familiar and looked at the black hair, the hat, the sweater and the brand on her cheek, his brand.
"Lex", he murmured, there was no doubt, it was her, but he also was confused, had she shrunk? She still had the ceremonial spear on her hands.
He watched as a taller boy took the spear from her and ran away with it, laughing and yelling, while the little Lex cried "Give it to me!" The girl screamed, they both ran across the street, away from the other children.
Scar thought that this was an unforgivable offense and followed the children, the girl managed to reach the boy who was dressed as if he were a mummy and pushed him hard. Scar watched attentively, the boy returned the blow, it was obvious that his strength was superior to the small Lex's and that is enough for him, he removed the camouflage that hid his great figure and took the boy by his neck, lifting him in the air. Emma screamed, first because of the surprise and then because she thought that the hateful boy would die.
The boy dropped the spear and began to cry, Scar inspected him, he was not a worthy opponent, unfortunately, he was just a crying baby and he dropped him to the ground. The boy ran in terror and the girl stayed next to the hunter, the girl's tears had erased a part of the mark on her cheek, she picked up the spear from the ground and then looked at Scar, took out a chocolate from her basket of sweets and stood up, offering it.
"Thank you" she said.
"Lex?" Scar asked. His voice sounding worse than he imagined, an horrible English that sounded more like a low growl than a clear word.
"I'm Emma, Lex is my auntie", exclaimed the girl, she looked tiny in comparison. Scar leaned over to her.
"Is Lex here?"
Emma nodded. "Take the chocolate", she insisted.
Scar took it, though he wasn't sure what the hell was going on, he inspected the bar with the lenses of his biomask, it looked like an edible object.
"For you", Emma said. Scar thought that maybe that was the way to thank for humans. The Yautja offered weapons, the humans offered candy bars.
Scar left, if Lex was here, he had to see her again.