Alright guys we have less than five chapter remaing until the end of book one. Rest assured there are at least five more books in the Predator saga.

"Hang in there!" the concerned voice of possibly Spider-Man called out to him, but it trailed away. Andrew's bewildered mind reeled back time, and suddenly, he remembered lying in a hospital bed...

"I'm giving you a second chance to fight, Private Steele," A familiar voice was saying to Andrew, as a man he knew all too well approached his hospital bed. "I give you my word that you will be able to help more far people than when you with the Marines. What do you think..."

The man faded away, replaced with Doreen as Predator regained consciousness. She was running alongside him... and he was laying on a stretcher, likely headed towards the nearest hospital. He groaned and tried to move, but she stopped him. "Don't move, Andy! We're going to get you help." The blackness pulled him back into its powerful grip.

"I want you to meet your team, or as I like to say, your new family..." The man he had remembered from earlier was now introducing him to three people sitting in a sparse living room. Three young adults, one man and two women, all close to his age.

"Nice to meet you, mate," the only other guy in the room greeted him with a British accent. "My call sign is Chill Blaine," he said as he shook Andrew's hand with a big smile on his face.

"Call me Silver Fox," one of the two women, a blonde, said as she stood up and shook his hand.

The final member of the group leaned back in her seat, looking him over. She wore glasses, her hair was auburn. Andrew approached her and held out his hand for a handshake. "I've been given the code name Predator. What's yours?"

"Aegis..." she replied without shaking his hand.

She abruptly disappeared, replaced by White Tiger, stalking ahead of his stretcher and moving people out of the way. "Try and stop the blood flow!" She called back.

"I'm doing my best!" Power Man was trying to keep pace with the stretcher, keeping his hands clamped as best he could over Andrew's wound. "Hang in there, bro. You're going to make it..." Power Man said as he tried to comfort the barely conscious hero, but it did little as the Andrew once again sank away from the realm of the living and back into the darkness.

He was standing beneath a massive pine tree, somewhere in eastern Russia... "Aegis, something's up with comms, and we are not in the dark zone yet," Predator said to his teammate.

"He did warn us that this could happen," Aegis said as she stopped moving and activated a holographic map from her wrist.

"But we are not in the dark zone... Something's not right. I'm going to try contact someone-" Before Andrew could continue, his suits' HUD lit up with warnings.

{{Warning! Error detected in Neural Linkup!}}

Andrew turned to look at Aegis to see her removing her owl-like helmet. "Andrew, something's wrong. We need to get out of these suits-"

Andrew convulsed as what felt like white-hot knives shot into his spine. "Ahhhh!" Andrew dropped to his knees and began rolling and screaming in pain. "Eject!" He yelled through his pain. It felt like his spine was getting burnt and clawed out at the same time.

{{Emergency eject offline...}}

Andrew's stomach dropped. "Override, code 15!" Andrew yelled, and his suit immediately folded back and spat him out. Andrew lay writhing on the ground next to his suit for a moment, trying to think through the pain. He brought his hand to touch his back and was met with a warm crimson colored liquid that he knew all too well.

"Cynthia..." he croaked to her as he spat out blood and tried crawling to her. Instead of words, he was meet by a blood curdling scream, one he as well recognized.

Andrew attempted to stand, but his knees buckled and he fell back in to the cold, foreign soil. Looking up, he could see her standing there screaming, trying to get her suit to eject her."I can't eject!" She said before continuing to scream. Andrew felt adrenaline pumping in his system as he, using the last of his strength, was able to make it to his feet. Very shakily, he tried to move towards her. All the while, he could feel blood pooling out of his back, and he could feel his strength leaving his body with every drop...

Bright lights shone into his eyes, and Andrew regained consciousness. He was now being wheeled into an operating room. "Predator needs help!" Spidey yelled as the familiar face of Dr. Connors rushed into the room, hurriedly pulling on surgical scrubs. Andrew's vision began to blur and fade again, but something was different this time. He felt like he was being pulled further and further away from the operating room, from his friends... Was he dying?

"His vitals are dropping," Dr. Connors said as Predator's vision turned black, the last thing he heard was, "Predator stay with me son!"

Squirrel Girl yelped loudly and jumped back, causing everyone to look at her. The hair on her tail was standing up on end, making her look like she'd been scared by something. "The suit just shocked me!" She said.

Dr. Connors ran over. "Great," he said. "That just made my job a bit harder." He began looking at Andrew's vitals. Strangely enough, they were improving. "Well, I've got good news," he said. "It looks like those nanobots of his are patching up his wounds. He's gonna make it."

"Good," Squirrel Girl sighed in relief. "I wouldn't be able to live with myself if he died." Something occurred to her. "Wait. What about that shock thing?" She asked.

"I'm betting that was some version of a defibrillator," Dr. Connors replied. "His heart's beating, and he's gonna heal. He's got to have his rest, though," he added.

Taking the hint, the heroes left the room, Ava pulling Doreen to the side. "Are you okay?" She asked. "It sounded like you got a rather nasty shock."

"Well, it was a rather 'shocking experience'," Doreen joked, "but I'll be fine," she assured the heroine.

"Okay," White Tiger replied. "Why'd you say that you wouldn't be able to live with yourself if Andrew died? Do you have a crush on him or something?" She asked.

Doreen turned away so that her friend couldn't see her red face. "I... don't know what you're talking about," she said. "I just ... felt really bad that I couldn't save him from Taskmaster because the guy locked me out the first time, and Andrew knocked me out the second time."

White Tiger nodded. "You can't blame yourself for that," she said, noting her friend's odd reaction. "He knocked you out to keep you out of Skull-face's hands. That's on him, not you. Anyways, Andrew's gonna be fine, and he's getting his rest. I'm gonna get some rest, and you should, too, young lady," she said.

"You're not even that much older than I am," Squirrel Girl rebutted, even as she took the Latina heroine's advice. She could use a rest. After making her way to the dorms, she laid down in her bunk. (Please be okay, Andrew...) She thought as she drifted off to sleep.

Edited by Darkest Nightmare's Dread