Well, after putting this off for about 6 chapters… at last, it is time! The final arc of "Predator: Child of the Hunt" begins…

As for this chapter: Some familiar faces from this story are going to be return… but what role does Rebecca play in Yutani's plans?

Me no own Predator. Fox own Predator. Me sad now.

SURPRISE VISIT

With a single swing of the Spear, Drake cut through the stone pole, causing the bottom to fall out and the top to come crashing down, collapsing to the floor of the ship with a dull thud.

Finally done with the afternoon's training, Drake turned around, retracted the Glaive and placed it back on the rack, removing his mask. He glanced in the reflection of the case at the small mark on his cheek, his memory drifting back to the Kiande Amedha trail… it was almost shocking that three months had passed already.

The door slid open behind Drake as he turned around and Scarface entered the room.

"Drake," He greeted him, "Finished already?"

Drake nodded and walked up to him. Strange, he never usually intruded on training sessions…

"Come on," Scarface gestured, "There's someone here to see you."

Drake's face fixed with a perplexed look… who the hell could be here to see him? He did, after all, live in a Yautja spaceship hidden in the sewers…

They turned a corner into another room and Drake was amazed to see just who was standing there.

"Drake!" One of the two Yautja half-laughed as he shook his hand, "Good to see you again!"

"Dachande? Deadstreak?" Drake gasped with a grin, "Wh… when did you…"

"Just got here," Deadstreak explained. "We haven't seen you since the Kiande Amedha trail…"

"Great to see you both," Drake smiled, "Even you, Deadstreak!"

"Hey, I still owe you one," Deadstreak smiled warmly.

Surprising, how they'd wound up actually being such good friends… there were few things that two young warriors couldn't share without ending up being friends, and taking down a 20-foot Xenomorph Queen was one of them.

"So, what… rematch?" Drake joked as the other two Yautja removed their masks.

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Rebecca angrily stormed out of the door, slamming it shut behind her.

They were fighting again. Big surprise. But she figured it'd be best to get out before it got to the inevitable stage where her father started calling her Mother a "stinking slut".

She strolled down the empty street in the light rain, looking up and hoping the rain would wash away the pain… the way her father had always reminded her of the fact that she was a child of rape… "Nothing but your mother's stupid mistake".

She always tried to shrug off those words.

They still hurt.

She sighed and looked down the street, glancing around at the small handful of people that moved around.

Not far down the street, however, a certain grey-haired man in his 40's was watching, two large muscular Monster Squad soldiers hidden beneath long coats.

"There she is."

"Excellent," The voice came over the radio. "You know what to do…"

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"So what brings you two here?" Drake asked as the three young warriors sat in the living room.

"Well," Dachande answered, "Us two live on the same planet so we stayed in touch, and we've just finished up a hunt on a planet not far from here. Anyway, the Elders said it would be OK if we just paid a visit for a few days."

"They actually called a few days ago," Scarface explained as he walked past the room. "I thought I'd keep it as a surprise."

"No problem," Drake smiled, "At least you two aren't as crazy as my girlfriend…"

"Girlfriend?" Deadstreak asked as Dachande almost choked on his drink. "You mean… the girl who found out about you… she actually…"

"Long story," Drake explained. "I wonder if you two could meet her…"

"Don't get ideas," Dachande advised him. "If she saw us…"

"You'd be surprised," Drake answered. "So what have you two been up too?"

"Not much," Deadstreak confessed, "We took on a few…"

Suddenly, something rang in Drake's pocket. He quickly removed a small cell phone.

"Speak of the devil," He thought out loud as he saw Rebecca's name on the screen before answering the phone.

For a second, however, Drake was silent as he listened…

"Drake, it's Rebecca… for the love of God, I need your help. These guys… they're after me and… oh, God…"

What remained of the call was a brief sound of gunshots.

"What is it?" Dachande asked, concerned.

After a few seconds, however, Drake turned off the phone.

"I have to go."

With that, Drake ran out of the room.

CLIFFIE! That was short, I know. Oh well, please review…