AUTHOR'S NOTE: Sorry it took so long to update! I've been busy with Aliens: Colonial Marines! So, as a gift, and an apology to you faithful readers, it'll be extra long! Yay! Well, for you anyways!
THE BREAKDOWN: Well, we see that a Predy has some sort of interest in this guy and his food! LOL! But seriously, it's gonna a lot more intense! See ya in HELL!
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Chapter 5
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A twig snapped, instantly waking me. I sat up, a little drowsy, but mostly alert. It was still dark. No stars, as the moons made enough light. I could see nothing. Probably one of the freakish animals on this rock. I layed back down. I was immediately grabbed and thrown against the wall with impossible force. I had the wind knocked out of me. Electricity arced over the body of my abuser. One of the hunters.
"Ah, shit!" I rasped. The Hunter squeezed my neck until I could start hearing cracking. This fucker was gonna kill me! Just when I thought my life was going to end, I felt his grip lessen. I gratefully gasped for air, relishing every sweet bit of it. I fell to the floor, coughing. I looked up, and saw the tall creature staring at another one. Rachel. He was captivated by her. She was clad in her armour, and held my spear. The twin shoulder cannons were out and aimed. The Hunter was making a strange sound. I then realized...
He was purring.
...The hell? I thought. I struggled to stand up. The Hunter was taller than me by at least three feet. He walked over to Rachel. She popped out her wristblades. The male stopped. He was smart. He continued making the purring sounds. Suddenly, I saw three red dots appear on the side of Rachel's head. Three more appeared on her side. Still more appeared on her back and shoulders. She didn't even notice. Suddenly, I knew what those dots were.
"Rachel, move!" I shouted. Rachel jumped out of the way as a blue streak of plasma-like substance incinerated the wall behind us. The tall Hunter spun around and roared at the trees. He popped out two pairs of extremely long blades and twin shoulder cannons. Whirring out of the sides of those, appeared two more cannons. Day-um! This guy was a seasoned killer! He produced a gutteral growl that ended with clicking. From the side of his came three red lights like the ones were trained on Rachel. I saw a shimmer of movement to the left. The Hunter must have too, because he fired. The blue light lit up the trees. I saw more of the shimmers. They circled back.
Shit. We were surrounded.
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Bhu'ja growled menacingly into the trees. They dare fire at this one! He'd tear them apart when he found them. A roar shook the trees. The early morning light glowed softly. The roar. It was of pain. He thought of his half-brother, Lar'ja. Anger overtook his senses. He let loose a roar that overdubbed the other. He leaped thirty feet to the ground and landed on his feet, leaving a small crater. A crack traveled up the rock wall. He clicked in fury. And then jumped onto a tree branch. A growl escaped his throat. He scanned the area with his peripheral vision. Leapt onto another tree, and headed for the area he heard the roar. When he got there, he saw a terrible sight.
Lar'ja had been stabbed.
By a nine foot tall Super Predator.
"C'jit!" he said. Lar'ja's blood stained the jungle ground. He was bleeding out. Bhu'ja did not register any life signs. He went cold.