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Assassin Predator: Most Dangerous Game part 1


"Did...did you do this to them?...Why would you do this to me?! I thought we were friends!"

"What are you saying? We were friends. That's why I didn't kill you."

The scene: a blood drenched train car in Japan, eight years ago. A boy, his shirt drenched in the blood of both his younger sister and his father, could only stare in shock and horror at the horned girl he had befriended, tears practically pouring from his eyes, as he knew that she was the one who committed this atrocity right in front of him.

"Now I'll kill that stupid girl."

It took the boy a few seconds to register just who she was referring to.

"What?...Yuka..."

By then, the girl had turned around and walked towards the door to the train car that was behind her. Still, for several seconds, the boy continued to stand where he stood, desperately trying to prevent himself from sobbing, before suddenly dashing towards the horned girl...completely unaware of a cloaked force that was watching the scene unfold from the train's window.

"K-Kill that stupid-id gi-gi-girl," a distorted recording of the girl said, unheard by anyone but this cloaked being.


As his cloaked vessel departed Earth's atmosphere, the Yautja started to log his findings on the ship's database, specifically that of the horned girl from Japan. Despite her young age, the protrusions on her head made for someone worth observing when the hunter spotted her as he was stalking the city of Kamakura for worthy prey. From the shadows, cloaked from the human eye, he followed her as she boarded a train, eventually coming into confrontation with the boy she had apparently befriended.

Then, from the infra-red vision built into his helmet, he spotted what appeared to be four long, invisible arms emerging from the girl's back, which eventually managed to tear the boy's sister in half with ease. Not long afterward, the boy's father was decapitated with one swipe from the invisible arms. While these two weren't worthy prey by a long shot, the horned girl's abilities were quite the surprise for the alien hunter. In the records of every species the Yautja had hunted across the cosmos, not one was capable of what the girl had done, and would mean that her skull would make quite the trophy, had it not been for one hinderance: her age.

The Yautja may be a race of hunters, and may be seen as malevolent creatures to some, but they still were bound by a code of honor. Said code was strictly enforced, and most Yautja were required to follow it to a tee, or be marked forever as a dishonored 'Bad Blood.' A fate that, to most Yautja, was worse than even death. One rule in their code of honor was that hunting children, no matter what abilities they may possess, was completely off limits.

This particular Yautja, however, was not particularly fond of his kind's honor code, believing that most of its criteria has made his race weak-willed and gave the impression at times that they were cowards, but he elected to follow this specific one and not go after the girl just yet. If he had done so and succeeded in claiming her skull as a prize, no doubt he would have been caught and would end up with the Arbitrators on his trail. Besides, he wanted to be able to get the chance to fight her one-on-one, which he doubted she would be able to do as a child. So, he decided to give it time before going on the hunt, but there in lied another potential problem: if this girl was capable of causing such carnage as a child, who knows just how powerful she will become when she grows up?

It was at that point that the Yautja had an idea. One that would mean breaking another rule in his kind's code of honor.


Eight years had passed since that day, and the Yautja was nearly ready to commence the hunt he had longed for. In preparation, he had spent that time secluded from the rest of his kind doing something that was very much looked down upon and went against the honor code: genetic modification utilizing the DNA of several alien species. Typically, most Yautja stand at around seven feet, eight inches tall. However, thanks to the upgrades he had given himself, this one now stood at an astonishing eleven feet tall. He had also implemented a retractable exo-skeletal skin comprised of the strongest metals in the known universe, eliminating the need for a typical Yautja body armor, and implanted optical mods directly into his eyes, allowing him to utilize the features of his bio-mask without the need for one.

The hunter knew the risks of doing such a dishonorable act. These modifications were shunned by the rest of his kind, believing that if one cannot earn a trophy utilizing just their skills and equipment, then either they take the chance and risk getting themselves killed, or they don't go after it. In other words, this was considered cheating. If caught, then the Yautja would be branded as a Bad Blood in an instant. However, he believed that the reward of having that girl's horned skull as a trophy would be worth it.

Then, just as he was putting the finishing touches on his gauntlet, an explosion blew a hole in the wall of his make-shift lab, instantly catching him off guard. He turned to see, from the smoke, emerged an Elder Yautja, with four masked Arbitrators behind him. The Elder narrowed his yellow eyes at the upgraded hunter, snarling in contempt. The modified Yautja responded by simply doing the same, knowing that he couldn't possibly hide what he was doing now, before standing his ground, revealing his full height to his fellow hunters.

"[Seize the Bad Blood!]" the Elder commanded.

The Arbitrators responded by marching towards their dishonored brethren, only for a shoulder cannon to suddenly spring out of his back. The two in the front had virtually no time to react before the weapon fired, two bursts of plasma energy shooting out of it before making contact with their heads. Upon impact, the Arbitrators' heads practically exploded, shrapnel from their masks flying and blood splattering everywhere, forcing the Elder and two remaining Arbitrators to shield themselves. The modified Yautja then gave off a rage-filled roar before cloaking himself and dashing out of his lab with great speed for one his size.

"[After him!]" the Elder ordered.


Once the Yautja made it to his ship, he wasted no time flying away from the asteroid where his lab was located, knowing full well that the others would be following. There was no turning back now. The worst crime that a Yautja could ever commit was to murder one of his own kind. And he did so without so much as hesitating. Now they were going to hunt him down like some animal until they had his head on a pike for what he had done. But, strangely enough, he couldn't care less.

All that mattered to him now was the goal he had set out to accomplish. Afterward, he barely even gave a damn about what his former brethren did to him. So, with one jump to hyperspace, gaining a head start from his pursuers, his ship headed back to Earth. Fortunately for the Yautja, finding the horned girl wouldn't be much of an issue, as he had a Falcon drone he had stolen from a Falconer follow her at every turn, and recently, she had turned up escaping from a military facility in California, likely attempting to head back to Japan. [1]

The ship then reached its destination, and the Yautja began to pilot his vessel towards the forests of California where the girl was. After eight long years of waiting, he was either going to have his trophy, or he was going to die in the quest.


[1] - To witness this escape, read part 6 of The New Frontier