Glad the last chapter was so well received! Anyway, time to get serious again. There's some big events to come in this story, but regarding one- yep, the Xenomorphs- that won't be until Chapter 15. Sorry.
Anyway, enjoy. I'd just like to remind anyone that dialogue between Yautja has been translated for your convenience. (As many people do not speak fluent Yautja Lol!)
Also, anyone remember that in "Concrete Jungle," the Yautja is referred to as the "New Way Devil"? I'll be using that herein.
Yautja, Predator and all related characters and trademarks are © 20th Century Fox.
MIDNIGHT RENDEZVOUS
"So you're back," Scarface commented, "How did it go?"
Drake looked up, clearly frustrated.
"Terrible! I got into two fights and I've already got two weeks of detention!"
"What's detention?"
"It's where they keep you in after school if you beat someone up or anything like that."
"I see. So who did you fight?"
"Some guy…Danny."
"Twice?"
"Yeah. The guy doesn't know when to quit."
"I see. Did you manage to actually get along with anyone?"
"Yeah, two of these guys I met were OK. But to be honest, I can see why most human teenagers hate those places."
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A group of thugs were assembled in the decks of the freighter.
"You bring it?" One of them asked.
Another nodded and removed a tarp, revealing an array of futuristic-looking weapons.
"So what do you need this stuff for?"
"Stuff's been happening to our boys. We're finding them with their heads torn out…and worse."
"Well, whoever's messing with you, these babies ought to blast some sense into them."
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Drake leapt energetically along the rooftops with his Stealth activated, cooled by the breeze on the hot midsummer night. On a particularly tall building, he leapt out into the air, feeling the cooling breeze whip against his body as he crashed down onto the next rooftop.
After a whole day of School, and an hour of homework, it was great to be able to get out…if just to run across the rooftops like this.
He knelt on the edge of the rooftop, looking out over a busy street.
Unfortunately, his quiet night's run was rudely shattered by the sound of an explosion from an alleyway. He immediately jumped onto a nearby rooftop and looked down into the alley.
Below, a group of cops were engaged in a shoot-out with four gang members- all of whom were carrying bizarre-looking weapons.
As one of the weapons fired, a sudden blue bolt shot out into the side of a Police Car. The vehicle exploded in a burst of fire as the flaming wreck flew through the air. Drake watched in amazement as they continued firing.
The cops barely lasted seconds. The gang members hooted and hollered, as one of their weapons suddenly fired off again. This time it was a small, jet-propelled missile. It shot right across the dead cops and the destroyed car, out into the street…right into the side of a moving car.
The vehicle's side instantly exploded, sending it careening through the air and into a wall. The entire thing exploded in a huge fireball.
This had to stop. Without hesitating, Drake leapt down, whipping out his spear. He instantly cut through one of them, even as he slashed another with his wrist-blades. One of the remaining two looked up in horror, aiming his weapon, but a single bolt from Drake's speargun cut clean through him.
Horrified, the last gangster immediately fled, jumping into a car and driving out the other end of the alley.
Drake leapt up and ran across the rooftops, jumping silently down onto the roof of the car, with his Stealth still equipped.
Perfect, He thought, I don't know where these guys got weapons like that…but this should take me right to them!
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Rebecca was out again; it was late, but she enjoyed getting out of the house. She was just walking to the docks and back for some air; at least, that was what she told herself.
Her parents were fighting again. Whenever that happened, she used whatever excuse she could to leave.
As she reached the docks, she suddenly looked round to see a car speeding through the street and into the docks.
A man leapt out, looking like he was terrified for his life, carrying a bizarre-looking weapon. He ran up to three others who were standing by a freighter.
"Dude, where the hell you been? What…"
"Oh man…it's after me…Jesus…"
"What? What the hell are you…"
"I think it…oh my God it killed them…makes me sick just to think about it…man, I'm telling you, it…it's the New Way Devil…"
"What? Dude, you're crazy…"
"No way, man, it…"
The terrified man suddenly looked toward the car, seeing something on top of it. Rebecca saw it too- and kind of bizarre shimmering. The stunned gangsters immediately aimed their weapons and fired, as Rebecca took cover.
What happened next shocked her beyond words.
Before the weapons struck, in a surge of electricity, something leapt up into the air, extending a jagged spear and hurling a disc that cut right through one of them. Another of them fired its weapon again- this time a bright green laser that the attacker barely managed to dodge. The creature leapt forward, thrusting forth its spear and stabbing straight through its victim's chest. Another tried to fire, but the spear swung round and cut into his stomach.
The last one…the one from before…instantly fled, heading into the ship. But the creature threw the disc again, cutting into the victim as his blood sprayed all around him.
Finally, the creature stopped moving. It was tall, muscular, garbed in strange armour and a bizarre mask. But it looked…human.
She watched in horror as it approached its victim, and felt sick at what she saw next. But somehow, she couldn't look away. The creature tore the skin messily from the man's flesh until the flesh was clearly exposed and the blood gushed onto the ground. After doing the same to the others, it suddenly leapt up into a crane, tore out their intestines and hung them by their feet from the crane.
Suddenly, a voice sounded behind it.
"What the hell is that?"
Three more gangsters had entered, immediately firing what looked like a missile at the creature. It leapt down through the air as the missile struck the crane.
"Jesus shit…it's the…"
The man didn't even finish his sentence before the monster- or whatever it was- fired a bizarre weapon. A tiny spear shot forward, straight through his gut.
But as he fell, another missile fired.
Rebecca watched in horror as the missile shot through the air…
…Straight toward her!
She immediately leapt down out of the way, but the force of the explosion sent her flying.
One of the gangsters turned round at the sound of the blast to see the girl get to her feet.
"Yo! We got company!"
The monster cut through another gang member as several more emerged from the ship, some of them brandishing more of the bizarre weapons.
"Johnny!"
One of the gangsters turned round at the call of his name, as the gang leader pointed to Rebecca as she fled.
"No witnesses!"
Johnny instantly raised a large, futuristic weapon and pulled the trigger, firing a surging blue bolt through the air.
Without hesitating, Drake leapt through the air, landing between the bystander and the blast.
Rebecca turned round to see the blast strike the creature in the chest, sending it flying back. The monster skidded across the ground, clearly wounded by the impact. The gang members immediately ran toward them.
Rebecca desperately looked round, first at the monster that had suddenly saved her, then to what was in front of her- nothing but a stack of crates.
The creature forced itself up, grunting in pain, as the gang members raised their guns.
They were trapped.
There was no escape…
How's that for action? Hope you like the futuristic weapons (inspired by the Monster Squad from Concrete Jungle). This chapter also introduces a new character, who will have a major impact on the story!
But regarding the current situation- about 10 gang members, hi-tech weapons, and Drake's wounded…it's not looking good! Stick around to see how he's gonna get out of this one…