Chapter 1: My Little Al'Dan

Human year: 2173

Location: Human Colony World 434, designation Aether


The night sky shimmered with stars out in the blackness of space, each star like a beacon, shimmering against the pitch black cover of space. Though the stars of the night sky were not the only things lighting up the night.

The human colony of Aether, a colony that had only existed for a mere 20 years was known for its very quick growth, especially being the first human colony built after the long war between the human race and the Yautja. The colony, even though small for a colony of this time, was as beautiful and well-known as many of the mega-cities that covered earth.

For Aether was known as a garden world, many hundreds of life saving medicines and vaccines had been created from the naturally occurring herbs and plants that covered the planet's surface. Aether was also well known as the centre of trade for many other human colonies as it was the most well supplied colony world this far out in space, and many merchants and even corporate conglomerates would come to Aether to trade and sell goods.

Though tonight was not a good night for this particular settlement.

The settlement in question was about the size of the Human Colony known as Hadley's Hope. And like Hadley's Hope, this settlement had seen better days.

The settlement was alight, burning like a mirror image of the human afterlife known as hell. The settlement burned bright and the blood curdling screams of the colonists could be heard from miles away.

The settlement's defence measurements were nothing compared to the strength of what had attacked them.

A settlement of this size was no match for the firepower and brute strength that came from a being not of Earth or any human world. The settlement burned for hours without any sign of help coming anytime soon. This was probably because the comms tower was the first thing to burn, the flames took ages to wear out and once they did, blackened smoke rose from the husks of the buildings and all was silent save for the sound of the ground crunching underfoot.

A single person could be seen walking through the burnt out husks of buildings, yet it was like this person could not be seen, as if they were one with their surroundings. That was the beauty of optical camouflage after all.

The figure walked slowly through the burnt out husks, bones crunching underneath his feet as he walked slowly. The sound of clicking, ringing through the air as he looked as if he was looking for something. The ashes underfoot didn't yield very much in terms of objects, all the figure could find where corpses and ash piles burnt to a crisp.

The figure's transparent arm then seemed to press his opposite forearm a couple of time, resulting in the figure revealing itself to be something, not human.

The creature was humanoid and stood at a staggering 9 feet tall, its dark green skin was almost as black as the armour covering the vital parts of its body. The black streamlined armour came in the form of gauntlets and greaves that covered its shins and forearms, a pauldron on its left shoulder and a segmented chest plate covering its heart. The creature also wore a black mask that was adorned with white painted tribal markings as long black dreadlocks sprouted from the back of its head, almost every dreadlock decorated with a gold jewelled ring. Its form was also adorned with belts and bracers that held trinkets and trophies of previous kills, such as the lower jaw of a human hanging from its belt and a necklace of claws and teeth.

This creature was known as a Black Yautja, a much larger and more ferocious breed of the creatures that the Human race had encountered. Black Yautja were larger, stronger, faster and had technology that out their cousins to shame, they were merciless and didn't hold honour and fair game in high regard like their smaller cousins.

This particular Black Yautja was an Elite blooded Hunter, an exceptionally high rank for a Yautja of his age. He had earned his title through his many hundreds of hunts and he foes he had killed in his lifetime.

"My Lord, is it so wise to be walking around alone?" asked a deep growly voice from behind the creature. This Black Yautja looked very similar to the one walking through the ashes of the fallen with the exception that he wasn't as large and its armour was not as decorated as the Elite Hunter. This Yautja was probably a Blooded, a standard rank that millions of Yautja held.

"Have you found it yet?" the Elite asked, as he crouched down and rummaged through a pile of ashes and human bones.

"We have my Lord, It has been taken aboard your ship already and is being prepared for FTL travel" the Blooded Black Yautja said.

"Excellent, I didn't want us to have wasted our ammunition on these pathetic creatures for nothing" the Larger Hunter replied as he rummaged around in the ashes, picking up what looked like a Revolver used by human security marshals, the Yautja scoffed at the inferior weapon before throwing it away.

The silence around them was suddenly interrupted as the Elite heard what sounded like footsteps, his honed instincts able to pick up movement much better than his underling's vision could. The Hunter's Wrist blades extended as he stood up.

"It seems there may have been a survivor or two. T'Van, go to the others and tell them that I will arrive shorty, I fancy at least some fun on this trip" the Elite smiled behind his black streamlined mask.

"Yes My Lord" the Hunter bowed before leaving the area.

The Hunter turned his mask's vision to trace scents, the display on the interior of his visor changed accordingly and showed him the scent molecules left behind by what he had heard. The trail was easy to follow, humans after all weren't very experienced at hiding their scents.

It didn't take long for the Black Yautja to track the humans down to where their scent led, he faced with surprise a building that was not as burnt down or wrecked as the others. He looked down at the door and grabbed the handle.

Locked.

The Elite Hunter only smirked at the futile attempt to keep him out and stood back, with mighty force the Black Yautja kicked the door off of its hinges. His natural strength alone would have broken the door in half, but since he had trained his body to its peak he was much stronger than the average Black Yautja.

The Hunter looked at his new surroundings, the room was sizeable, even for someone of his height. He smirked as he heard a very high pitched whimpering coming from within the room, his Wrist blades reclined back and he unsheathed his dagger, he was going to have some fun with this.

His mandibles clicked and chirped as he scanned the room for his prey, all he had seen all day was his ship blasting the living hell out of the settlement, meaning no chance for him or any of his men to enjoy any bloodshed.

The Black Yautja then came by what looked like a bed, this must have been where humans slept at the end of the day, Black Yautja didn't have a need for mattresses or beds, a flat surface and a fur blanket was all his species needed. Another reason why his kind thought themselves superior to their lesser kin.

The Black Yautja couldn't help but look at the bed for a long while, that's when he swore he heard a very high pitched whine, like that of a new-born. His mask scanned the scent that he had tracked and he smirked when it resulted in a high concentration of female pheromones and the slightest tinge of….viscera?

'A mother and a new-born…how precious' the Black Yautja thought, he knelt down, ready to flip over the bed and hope to find a mother trying to protect her child but as he reached out.

*BANG!*

The Black Yautja straightened his posture as he heard the sound of a bullet harmlessly ricochet off his armour. He turned around to see a middle age Human male holding a smoking security Revolver, the male had a look of determination on his face instead of a look of fear like the Elite hoped.

"Hey Asshole! I'm here! Come on!" the man shouted as he aimed his revolver at the Yautja.

The Black Yautja had to admit, this male had guts, he was standing alone against a hunter of his calibre. He stood up and began to slowly walk at the human, he deserved at least the slither of a chance.

The man fired his gun at the Yautja, the first bullet bounced off his mask, the second did the same, the third bounced off his chest plate and the fourth and fifth missed him entirely. The sixth and last bullet hit the Elite in the abdomen, the gun wasn't a high enough calibre to do pierce the Hunter's tough hide and iron like muscles and only managed to draw blood from the Black Yautja.

The Elite growled in anger as he reached up and wiped the blood from his abdomen, this human dared to make his bleed? He would have this human's gut decorating his trophy room by dawn.

*click**click*

The human's gun was empty, but he didn't panic or try to reload he in fact threw his gun at the Black Yautja, the Hunter simply swatted it away like a fly or insect. The man then drew a knife from his boot, it was like a toothpick compared to the Hunter's dagger.

"Come on Motherfucker!" the man shouted, holding his knife in a threatening manner. The Black Yautja smirked behind his mask and began to go into a slow sprint.

"Let's Dance!" he shouted. As the Hunter was within rage he swung his knife, but the Black Yautja grabbed his knife arm with his free hand before driving his dagger into the human's gut. The Black Yautja drove the Human into a wall, the plastering cracking and breaking under the force of the Yautja's charge.

The human began to cough up his own blood, not quite dead but very close. The Yautja clicked his mandibles and threw away the humans knife before reaching up and grabbing a hold of his mask, with a sharp and hard yank, the Black Yautja took off his mask with a hiss, revealing his face.

The face of a Black Yautja was like the face of a regular Yautja, the only differences being the much more snouted look of the Black Yautja's mandibles, their tusks were longer and their eyes held a more ferocious and feral look. This Yautja's face was pristine, it held no scars of any real kind, the reason for this was because of his skill as a Hunter and no prey had ever been able to lay a scar upon his face.

The Black Yautja roared into the human's face, the hunter's hot breath blowing through the human's messy hair. The human didn't show an ounce of fear in his eyes as he stared down the Black Yautja, defiance plastered on his face.

"F-Fuck you" he whispered, unable to speak loudly due to the 9inch Dagger in his gut.

The Black Yautja growled before he raised both hands and grabbed each side of the Human's head roughly. With a violent twist the Yautja snapped the Human's neck before tearing it from his shoulders, blood spurted from the hole left in his neck.

The Hunter tore his dagger from the Human's abdomen and let it lifelessly drop to the floor like a ragdoll. The Yautja let out a long and triumphant roar as it held the head high in the air.

Little did the Hunter know, that he had ignored one of the most basic rules of the hunt. Never let your guard down while prey still lived. The sound of his roars of triumph meant that he couldn't hear the sound of another human picking up the knife that he had thrown from the male's grasp.

The second human drove the knife into the Black Yautja's arm, the Hunter roared in pain before he violently backhanded his attacker across the room. The Hunter got a good look, a Female Human who he had violently swatted across the room. He growled as he grabbed the blade that was still stuck in his arm, once he ripped it from his bicep, his glowing green blood spurted from the wound.

The Yautja threw the knife away before he looked to the human female, he had probably broken a few of her bones or at least gave her a terrible concussion. That's when he noticed the female gripping something to her chest, he raised an eyebrow.

The female was still alive yet she gripped that bundle of cloth close to her chest as if hanging on for dear life. That's when the Hunter realized what it was, her child. He put the puzzle together quickly when he looked from the Male's headless corpse.

This male must have been the female's mate, and she was protecting their offspring. Very valiant…but that didn't help the male in the end. The Hunter stepped closer to the Female and smirked as he did, his mandibles clicking and chirping as he did.

The female wearily held her child close. But the Black Yautja stopped in his tracks, he noticed something was amiss, he felt more than his and the female's presence in the room. He kept silent and scanned the room for signs of something else other than himself and Humans.

That's when he realized that the thing amiss was the three red laser sights on his forehead.

*WHIICRACK!*

The Hunter quickly dove to the right, narrowly avoiding a Plasma Bolt to his face. The Plasma Bolt being a trademark of a Yautja Plasma Caster, the Hunter's own Plasma Caster sprung to life as he returned fire to the direction that the Plasma Bolts came from.

*WHIICRACK**WHIIICRACK!**WHIICRACK!*

The Black Yautja's Plasma Caster was much more advanced than the Plasma Caster that had fired at him. The lack of a dying scream or an impact upon flesh made the Black Yautja hunter come to the conclusion that whatever he had fired at hadn't been killed.

His eyes widened as he quickly turned around to see a Machete blade swing diagonally at him. The Black Yautja leapt back, narrowly avoiding the blade and meeting gazes with his attacker as he decloaked.

It was a Yautja about 5 inches shorter than him, this Yautja being the variety that the human race were more familiar with. His scaly skin was green with black spots dotted around the rougher areas, his armour was silver and segmented around his figure, he held a Machete in his right hand and his Plasma Caster was fixed on the Black Yautja, ready to fire.

"Do I…know you?" the Black Yautja replied in his native tongue.

The other Yautja only replied by yanking off his mask, revealing his face to the Black Yautja. The Yautja's face would have looked almost like any other Yautja's face to a human, but the Black Yautja knew this one's face well.

"Kal'Dan….long time no see" the Black Yautja grinned.

"Kal'Khan" the Yautja known as Kal'Dan growled, his face in a scowl of anger at the Black Yautja in front of him.

"Now…why are you here may I ask?" the Black Yautja known as Kal'Khan chuckled.

"Why wouldn't we be? We have been tracking your murderous hide for weeks" Kal'Dan replied.

"Excuse me? Did you just say 'we'?" Kal'Khan replied with an arched brow.

"Yes, We!" a voice from behind replied, Kal'Khan turned to see a spear head coming straight for him. The Black Yautja moved out of the way and hurled the one wielding the spear away from him. The spear wielder regained landed on their feet however and skidded against the floor, their clawed feet scratching the floor.

"Let me guess…Yui'Tyr?" Kal'Khan asked, the second Yautja decloaking to reveal herself. A Female Yautja with green and brown striped scales adorned with Silver armour.

"You guessed right you murderer" Yui'Tyr replied with a tone full of anger.

"Alright, who did I kill to upset you so much?" Kal'Khan replied in confusion.

"You killed our son, you piece of Cjit!" Kal'Dan growled, his wrist blades extending.

"Oh…which one was that? I've killed many people this month" Kal'Khan chuckled. Kal'Dan roared in anger as he charged at the Black Yautja. The Yautja swung his Wrist blades at the Black Yautja, who's longer Wrist blades extended and both sets of wrist blades clashed and sparks flew from the impact. The two sets of wrist blades were locked together and sparks continued to erupt from the friction caused by the super dense metals.

Kal'Dan used this chance to swing his Machete at Kal'Khan, in a hope to drive his blade into the Black Yautja's head as he was no longer wearing his mask. But Kal'Khan blocked the Machete with his Dagger before the blade even got close to his face.

"Hehe, this will be fun" the Black Yautja sinisterly chuckled with a grin forming in his mandibles. The larger Yautja began pushing with his superior strength, before Kal'Dan even knew it he found himself being slammed into a wall, causing him to lose his posture and break the contact between the wrist blades.

Kal'Khan grinned as he brought his hand up and grabbed Kal'Dan around the throat, squeezing tightly, strong as he was however he wasn't strong enough to break his neck with one hand.

Yui'Tyr lunged forward with her spear, but the Black Yautja turned at the last second and grabbed the spear just below the head. The blade of the spear head managed to cut his hand, but nothing that could seriously injure him. Kal'Khan yanked Yui'Tyr's spear towards him and once she was within range he viciously kicked her in the stomach. The Female Yautja went flying across the room and went crashing into a nearby table, splinters and pieces of broken furniture flying across the room under her weight.

Kal'Khan turned back to face Kal'Dan, but when he did he came face to face with the barrel of a Plasma Caster. The Black Yautja's eyes widened as he had a split second to avoid a Plasma Bolt burning a hole through his face, he moved his head to the right just before the Plasma Caster fired its deadly bolt.

*WHIIICRACK!*

The Bolt only managed to slightly singe the side of Kal'Khan's face as well as temporarily blind the Hunter. Kal'Dan brought up his foot and kicked Kal'Khan out of the way before lunging at him with a flurry of punches, with each punch Kal'Dan poured his fury and anger.

The things this Black Yautja degenerate had done to his son echoed in his head, the sight of the Black Yautja's silhouette dashing into the distance as his son fell headless to the floor. Both Kal'Dan and his life mate had been hunting Kal'Khan for such a long time, desperate to avenge their eldest son's death.

However Kal'Khan quickly recovered from his temporary blindness and grabbed one of Kal'Dan's fists before it made impact with his face.

"I don't have time for this Cjit" Kal'Khan growled before he viciously backhanded Kal'Dan across the face. The blow was strong enough to send him on his ass, but before Kal'Dan could regain his focus, the Black Yautja pinned him down with a foot. Kal'Dan looked up to see Kal'Khan's much more advanced Plasma Caster trained on him, the barrel rotating as it began to power up.

"Say hello to your son for me" Kal'Khan grinned as the barrel of his Plasma Caster began glowing bright blue. The Black Yautja's balance however was put off when he felt a sudden cutting pain in his back, he roared in pain before looking around to see that Yui'Tyr had rammed her dagger into his back.

"Forget about me?" Yui'Tyr growled. The Black Yautja glared at the huntress and aimed his Plasma Caster at the Huntress, she quickly rolled out of the way of the blasts, forced to leave her dagger in Kal'Khan's back.

"Pauk!" Kal'Khan swore as he ripped the dagger from his back. Kal'Dan tried to fire his Plasma Caster again, but Kal'Khan threw Yui'Tyr's dagger at his weapon. The Dagger broke jammed the Plasma Caster's barrel, the weapon soon overloaded and burst into blue flames.

"Tut, tut, stay here" Kal'Khan tutted, wagging his finger before he pulled out a collapsible staff and rammed it into Kal'Dan's shoulder.

"AAAAAAAAAAGH!" Kal'Dan roared in pain, green glowing blood pouring onto the floor beneath him.

Kal'Khan began to pursue the Huntress, firing Plasma Bolts at the Female. But with every bolt fired, the Huntress nimbly side stepped it or rolled out of the way into some cover. The Black Yautja growled before looking back to the human female, holding her child to her chest. The Elite Hunter strolled over to the dying female, firing suppressing fire at Yui'Tyr as he did.

The Hunter roughly grabbed the human mother's arm and pried the child from her grip. The dying mother's grip was nothing when compared to the strength of a Black Yautja like Kal'Khan. The Hunter held the child, screaming in his arm.

"Shut up you little worm!" Khan growled

Yui'Tyr looked out from cover to see Khan with the crying child in his arms, the human woman seemed to be slipping into unconsciousness, Khan must have hit her hard to put her in such a state that she would be unable to even stay conscious with her child screaming at the top of its lungs.

"Yui'Tyr! Come out, or I kill the child!" Khan shouted with his wrist blades pointed at the baby.

"…What makes you think I care?" Yui shouted back, trying to hide the concern in her voice. She may have been a trained Yautja Huntress, but she was still a mother, and seeing a degenerate like Khan do this to a new-born who had barely lived yet was something she couldn't do, she simply hoped that he wouldn't call her bluff.

"Do you think I'm an idiot!? I know that you wouldn't risk me killing a child! Now come out where I can see you or ill rip this little worm in half!" Khan yelled, his mandibles forming a foul expression of anger.

Yui sighed in defeat, as a mother who had lost her eldest child, she didn't want the blood of a younger child on her hands, Human or otherwise. She slowly stood up, her plasma Caster still trained on Khan who had his Plasma Caster trained on her. His Plasma Caster however was much more powerful and had a much faster fire rate, meaning that by the time hers had charged up a bolt, he would have fired off two bolts.

"Now…take off that Plasma Caster" Khan ordered.

"Don't do it Yui!" Kal'Dan shouted in pain, the collapsible spear still embedded in his shoulder.

"Shut up you dog! Now do it you Yautja whore!" Khan shouted at Yui, his wrist blades only inches away from the crying infant.

Yui slowly and steadily reached up and disconnected the tubes that connected her Plasma Caster to her shoulder pad, she just as steadily dropped the Caster to the floor, resulting in Khan beginning to chuckle menacingly.

"Hehehehe, that's why you filthy creatures are destined for extinction…you throw away your lives for pitiful prey like this" Khan chuckled, gesturing to the crying child in his arm.

"Now….go to your filthy bastard of a Son" Khan smiled, his Plasma Caster charging up, about to fire a Plasma Bolt into Yui's face. Even with her mask on she wouldn't survive a Bolt to the head at this range.

*CHIII….SHINK!*

"AAAAAAAAAGH!" Khan screamed as a bladed metal projective raced through the air and sliced open his face. Kal'Dan had in a fit of desperation fired his Wrist blades at the Black Yautja and in doing so, sliced deep into his face. The blades had not only taken Khan's left eye but viscously sliced open the membranes of the mandibles.

The green glowing blood of the Black Yautja dripped down and splashed over the child, all but covering the infant's fragile form. Khan in the sheer pain, misfired his Plasma Bolt which had fired into the roof of the building, blasting chunks of rubble and bricks out of the impact.

Khan dropped the child and for Yui, time stood still, she raced towards Khan and leapt for the child. Time had slowed down for her as she reached out for the child, luckily she grabbed the child in her hands before she fell to the floor on her back, skidding as she did.

Khan held his hand over his now missing eye as his Plasma Caster fired wildly into the ceiling. Bits of the very ceiling fell down around the Yautja and the dying human woman.

"AAAAAAAGH YOU FILTHY PAUKING SWINE!" Khan roared in pain as he fired his Plasma Caster wildly around the building. Yui ran with the child in her arms towards Kal'Dan whom was still nailed to the floor, avoiding falling pieces of Debris as she ran.

The Black Yautja was not thinking straight and instead kept firing wildly, not realising that he was bringing the roof down upon himself. The largest pieces of the roof fell down upon Khan, large pieces of stone and synthetically made home material falling down upon him, practically burying him underneath the debris. The Black Yautja didn't even have a chance to see the roof collapsing upon him.

Yui looked on silently as she watched the pile of rubble and debris, waiting for a reaction from the pile of rocks and stone. Expecting the Black Yautja Hunter to break out of it, ready to kill her and her mate.

But it remained silent and she breathed easily.

"Yui, get this thing out of my shoulder" Kal'Dan grimaced in pain as the collapsible staff was still embedded in his shoulder. The Huntress reached out with her right hand and yanked the staff from her mate's shoulder, the Hunter grunted in pain as his glowing green blood sprayed from the wound before he covered it with his hand.

"Now…let's get off this planet before his men show up" Kal'Dan said weakly as he stood up, blood still dripping from his wound.

"But Kal…what about the child?" Yui asked.

"Leave it with its Mother, she should still be…" Kal'Dan said before looking to the Human Female, his eyes widened as he saw the female balancing herself on a nearby wall. She looked terrible, her long black hair clung to her face with sweat and her breathing was heavy and shallow as she slowly and clumsily tried to make her way to the Yautja.

Crimson red blood dripped from her stomach area, strange as neither Kal'Dan nor Yui'Tyr remembered her getting stabbed or cut during Kal'Khan's attack. That's when Yui realized that the blood was not from a wound inflicted by a weapon, but blood that only women could experience. This female had given birth to the child VERY recently, it was amazing that she was able to stand, yet alone survive being backhanded by a brute like Khan.

She got very close to Yui and balanced herself on the towering Huntress, she looked at her child as Yui lowered it for the Human to take. But to Yui's surprise the Female only put her hands on Yui's and pushed the child to her chest.

The human female looked up to Yui and looked her in the eye, tears pouring from her eyes and sweat running down her brow.

"P-Please….T….T-Take care…of him…" she spoke weakly, her voice shaking. Yui understood every word of what the Human said but only responded by slowly nodding.

The human female smiled and leaned down to her child, kissing his forehead before reaching up around her neck and taking off the necklace she was wearing. Yui watched closely as the Human but the Necklace on the Child.

The female then staggered backwards and fell to the floor, Yui stood silently as the female human slowly crawled towards the headless body of her mate. She wrapped her hand around his and gently placed her head on his chest. Her eyes closed and her heartbeat stopped, the air went silent as Yui looked down at the child to see him looking up blankly at her featureless mask.

This was the first time Yui got a good look at the infant and she used it to study his features. It surprised her how similar a Human New-Born looked compared to a Yautja New born, like a Yautja baby he had a very pudgy face and wide eyes, new eyes that had only recently been opened, not to mention his tiny bald head was like the tiny head of a Yautja child, still waiting for their dreadlocks to grow out. All that would need to be added to the child to make him look like a Yautja would be a set of Mandibles and a slightly larger forehead.

The glowing green Yautja blood smeared on the child only made it look stranger, as seeing such a new and fresh life form stained with the blood of one other than its mother was bizarre.

"Yui…what did she say?" Kal'Dan asked as he walked closer to his mate, putting his hand on her shoulder.

"She…wants us to take care of the child" Yui said slowly, still looking on the face of the human child.

Kal'Dan looked down on the child then back at his mate, he had lost a son to that horrible creature buried underneath the pile of rubble a few feet away. Truth be told he didn't have the same reaction as his mate did, Yui wept over the death of their son, while all Kal'Dan wanted was vengeance and justice for what the Black Yautja had did to them. Their infant son back home would have to grow up brother less…or would he?

Kal looked at the child, specifically his little eyes. That is when Kal'Dan realized that the human child had the same bright blue eyes that their deceased son had.

"Alright, we….we will take the child back" Kal'Dan said, Yui quickly turned and looked at her mate whose mandibles formed a smile.

"We….we'll raise him like he was one of our own" Kal spoke

"But….but, Kal…"

"I will not leave this child here, I will not let it grow up an orphan because of that bastard" Kal said gesturing to the pile of rubble.

"Thank you, Kal. He will….he will make a good son" Yui smiled as her eyes teared up behind her mask.

"He will need a name" Kal said. Yui smiled behind her mask as she knew the perfect name, the name of their eldest son echoed in her head. The huntress reached up and pulled the tubes from her mask before gently prying it from her face.

"I have the perfect one in mind" Yui said, tears filling up her eyes.

Her eyes met with the child's, the bright blue eyes of the Huntress met the bright blue eyes of the Human child, she smiled as she held the child dearly to her and to her joy the child smiled and began reaching for her with his little stubby arms. The Huntress smiled and lowered her face to the child, tickling him with her mandibles, the child laughed and grabbed her mandible tusks.

"My Little child…My…My Little Al'Dan" Yui spoke softly.

Not only on that day did Yui and Kal avenge their eldest son, but they had also adopted another, a child whom very soon would become a man. A man whom would soon have to prove himself worthy of the name of Al'Dan.


Well everybody I hoped you enjoyed the first real chapter of 'Al'Dan the Pale Hunter'. And yeah I know its weird reading the first chapter of the story and the title character hasn't said a word yet because they are a few minutes old, though I hope you all enjoyed it.

This was also weird writing the first chapter and the main focus being a villain, and yeah the Black Yautja will be the focus villains in this like they are in 'The Asclepheus' and NOT Bad Bloods. Btw about that I have a public service announcement for all AVP writers who happen to be reading this.

Bad Bloods are NOT the Yautja in 'Predators' those are the Black Yautja

Bad Bloods are Yautja criminals, NOT another species of Yautja

I say this because I hate reading AVP fics that get this simple fact wrong, Bad Bloods are not another species of Yautja, they are criminals of their own kind that are exiled for their crimes, I know this because I have read MANY AVP comics that establish this. Any aspiring readers who want to write their own AVP fics in the future remember this simple fact and spare other readers the aggravation.

Anyway, I hope you guys enjoyed this, leave a review and I'll do my best to reply to them.

See you guys next chapter!