Kyle put a new clip into his smg. He handed one to Gordon. There was anger in his eyes, he seemed so concentrated. "If this thing comes back, we'll be ready" he said. He walked toward the remaining rebels in his team. "Remmy and Smith, I want you two on look out." Once again Kyle spoke as a leader. "I want defensive positions people!" everyone scrambled to get behind objects.
People used whatever they could find to create some sort of protection. "We got nothing sir, we should just go to Arnold's!" a man yelled anxiously. "And lead it there" Kyle replied. "If we kill it now, it won't haunt us later" he went on. "What if it kills all of us?" the man began, as he walked over to Kyle. "Better us, than the people at Arnold's station, now get back to your post" he began to get angry. "Yes sir" the rebel grumbled.
It was silent. There was nothing. Was this it? Staying in one place and waiting. Nobody enjoyed that type of tension. Kyle let out a small laugh "Reminds me of covert op missions, those were always fun" he said to Gordon. The two were behind a large crate. Kyle was hunched over the side and Gordon was hiding next to him. It wasn't much protection, but better than nothing. "Where are you, son of a bitch" Kyle slowly whispered.
It was a waiting game now. No telling where the monster was. Did it leave? Is it watching them? It could be right behind everyone and they wouldn't even know. It had come clear to Gordon that this thing wasn't here to invade the planet, or to wage war. It was simply for sport. It killed for the fun of it. It was obvious to Gordon after he'd seen the mercy of it, letting the injured man go. Still many questions to ask, but piece by piece Gordon was solving the mystery of this creature.
Time seemed to slow down to a crawl. Every second the tension got heavier, but everyone kept a keen eye. "Where are you" Kyle whispered in anticipation. "Johnson!" he raised his hand. "See if you can attract it" Kyle said without skipping a beat. "What! You're crazy! I'm not cheese!" The man yelled. "Ach, We've got you back, don't worry" Kyle said calmly. The man said nothing but walked out in front of the crate where Kyle and Gordon were. He looked around and kept his gun up. His face had a look that was beyond fear. However he kept walking.
There was nothing, not even a sign of the predator. No sport? Gordon thought. That couldn't be it. He knew it would attack anything that had a weapon. Without warning, a woman shrieked from behind the crowd. Then, gunshots. As Gordon turned to look, the monster had already put it's spear into the woman. "Fire!" Kyle spurted. The creature realized the command and jumped to the side. "Oh no you don't" he yelled running toward it.
It fired two shots with it's laser, hitting two rebels directly. Everyone began to shoot. The creature was nimble and quick. He jumped to the ground, stabbing a man in the foot. Only five men remained, including Kyle, Gordon, and the vortigaunt."Fall back, and keep shooting!" Kyle demanded. Everyone went back farther on the beach.
Then Kyle threw a grenade. It blew up in the monsters face. There was a brief moment of peace. A tiny speck of hope that the monster may be dead. However a dark figure walked through the smoke. "Dammit" Kyle yelled. "Move back! I'll get a shot" Kyle said. The predator did seemed somewhat shocked. The squad made good use of the time and ran back on the beach coming to a small knoll. "Up there" Kyle pointed.
They climbed up and Kyle got in prone position. "Vorty, Jessica" he said extending his arm back. The alien pulled the object form his back. It was a shiny sniper rifle, it looked bran new. "This id Jessica, my wife" Kyle said with a smirk. "Through sickness and through health, till death do us part." he said beginning to line up the scope. In the distance the monster appeared. Everyone else got down as well.
"Alright douche bag, I don't care what you are or where you came from, all I know is how you're leaving" Kyle said to himself. He put his finger on the trigger, watching in the distance. Gordon hoped he shot before the monster spotted them. Then the loud bang sounded. The darkened figured fell to the ground as green blood squirted out. "Whoa sir, you got him" a rebel said cheerfully from the background "Of coarse I got 'em" Kyle said, with the utmost confidence.
"Alright, Johnson and Remmy go on ahead to Arnold's place, Freeman and Vorty, let's go check out the body" Kyle said. The men went their separate ways. Gordon the vortigaunt and Kyle went down the beach. They approached the monster, lying on the ground. "It is not of this world" the vortigaunt's raspy voice spoke. "No shit" Kyle said. "Well whatever it is, I think I got it" Kyle laughed "But just to make sure" he pulled out his pistol and aimed it at the creature's head.
At the moment before he pulled the trigger, the predator's hand grabbed onto Kyle's arm. He yelled and Gordon pulled out his smg, but the monster just blew Gordon and his weapon away with a plasma blast. Luckily it only stunned Gordon, since he had the hazard suit. The predator grabbed Kyle by the neck with it's other hand.
Kyle gagged. But the monster let him go and fell to the side. The vortigaunt had hit it with an energy blast. "Go! Head for the station!" it yelled. Kyle and Gordon got back up and ran up the sand. A few more energy shots flashed in the background. Gordon looked back and saw the monster ram it's claws through the vortigaunt's chest. It peered toward Gordon and Kyle making an escape. It made a mad dash toward them.
Kyle looked back and stopped, Gordon ran a few more steps and turned around. "We got to do it Gor...I got to do it, go on if you want" Kyle said. Gordon shook his head and pulled out his pistol. The monster rushed head on to Kyle, but he didn't move. It raised it's arm to swipe his head. It then stopped and dropped it's arm. Kyle had shoved a combat knife into it's stomach. It screamed and pushed Kyle off.
"Come and get it!" Kyle said, he put his knife back up. The monster growled and took out the combat stick. Blood dripped from it's belly, but it still focused on Kyle. He smiled and put looked at the knife, that was covered in green blood. "Catch" he said and he quickly chucked the knife, it spiraled and stuck in the predator's arm before it could notice. It grabbed the handle and pulled it out.
It glared at Kyle, almost amused by his petty attempts to injure it. The monster was then struck by a bullet, in the shoulder, and another. Gordon shot frantically at the monster. Kyle then pulled out his gun and shot. But the predator's jumped back and fired at Kyle with the plasma cannon. It hit him in th hand, he grunted and fell backward. Gordon rushed over to him. His hand was smoldering and all hims finger's had been blown off, the wound was oozing fresh blood.
Gordon looked back and saw the monster running, to heal it's wounds once again. Gordon was angry now, and he was going to be sure that this thing was going to die, even he had to go with it. Nothing else mattered now, all the other problems would have to wait. Now was time for the game.
He helped Kyle up. "Alright, now it's personal" Kyle said. "Gordon, we have to follow it, catch it off guard" he brought himself up. "He hunted, now it's our turn."
They set off on the footprints in the sand it had made, it didn't try to cover them up. There was no time for hunting tactics anymore, this monster was going to fight. It wasn't going home empty handed.
They came to the end of the beach, thinking they had to wing it. "What is that?" Kyle pointed his stubby hand. The green blood made a trail of drips down the grass. Kyle laughed "A fatal mistake" he said. They kept moving down the trail of blood, keeping a sharp eye. Gordon had his pistol out and ready, Kyle had an machine gun out, holding it in his hand that wasn't smoking. The drops got smaller and smaller as they went down the grass.
"When I find this thing I'm going to cut off it's hand, and eat it." Kyle said. Gordon looked at him with disgust. "It's a joke doc" he admitted. He then stopped both of them. "What the fuck is that" he pointed at a dark object hanging from a tree. They walked up to it and turned around swiftly. It was a skinned body, hanging upside down, swaying gently.
"Is it one of ours?" Kyle asked. Gordon shrugged. "I have a pretty good idea who did this" he said. Then a sound arose from the tree. The clicking sound. Gordon looked up and saw the predator sitting on the top branch. "Gordon get down!" Kyle yelled, he pushed Gordon aside and started firing up at the monster. It jumped down and sliced Kyle's face. "Gordon!" he yelled and fell to the ground. The monster walked over to him in an attack stance.
It looked at his face and extended it's blades. The noise echoed in the distance. It raised them up aiming toward his eyes. Then Kyle pulled out a knife. And shoved it into the monster's belly again reopening the same wound. At the same moment the rose it's arm back up and pulled it back. "Aw, you son of a bitch" Kyle said. With a hearty thrust the monster stuck the blade's in between Kyle's eyes.
The monster pulled out the knife. It turned around to Gordon. Knowing his pistol wouldn't do anything good, he threw it across the grass. He pulled out his crowbar. The battle was about the begin.