"Kill or Be Killed: Kono"

3rd Person POV

Taping against a metal emanated through the empty hall, as a fidgeting woman knocked lightly against the door, but no response came from the other side.
The woman pushed her neon-yellow glasses back up to her face as she eyed the door as if their was something monstrous behind the closed door. "Y-you. . . you can d-do this!" She thought, reassuring her self. "Just tap on the d-door and give her the message, simple r-right?" She was fiddling her thumbs together contemplating on whether or not she should finish through to the end or just walk away. The poor girl was nervous.

"Ok." She said to herself in another breath, "Let's g-get this done." She spoke aloud to herself. She knocked again, a bit more harder then she previously did as the few knocks echoed throughout the metal hall. Letting go of a breath she didn't know she was holding, her mind then became filled with relief that no one was there and she could go back to her other duties that she enjoyed, but that wouldn't happened as the situation suddenly changed for the girl.
The metal door slid open revealing a dark open room and a shadowy figure of another woman standing in the middle of the dark room.

"Why, yes. . . is there something you wanted?" The person spoke in a playful seductive tone. As she slowly walked out into the hall's artificial light. The woman in the hall was still as a stone statue, becoming more visibly nervous as the other woman now stood fully into the light. A woman with pearl white eyes in a small grey t-shirt and grey shorts, who was of Asian decent, had long jet black hair that was tied up into a high pony tail that reached down to the back of her neck. She stood at the height of five foot nine, stand well enough over the seemingly fragile girl who stood at the height of five foot six.

"Well, are you going to move those lips and speak?" She said as she kept walking, closing the distance between them to were they became mere centimeters apart from each other.

"Or am I going to have to open them for you?" Showing off a small wolfish grin in her still playful tone as she lightly rubbed her hand down the nervous girl's forearm. She shivered visibly from the contact, know her intentions from her previous and first task, "P-please, Ms. Mori, I just s-simply came to deliver a message." The young woman stammered out.

"Oh my little lamb, how many times do I have tell everyone?" She moved her hands with eased quickness as her left arm snaked around the frightened woman's back pushing their bodies up against each other. "You should know already or has my Lily-Lamb forgotten my name already?" She said letting out steady stream of air down the side of her neck causing the girl, Lily, to shiver and squirm from the uncomfortable body contact.

"N-no Ms. Mor-I mean, K-kono. I just came to deliver a message from Commander Ryland, so if y-you wouldn't mind, I'd li- Aaaahhh!" Lily let out a yell of surprise. Kono began to take pleasure in seeing how Lily was squirming about within her grasp, so she deiced to bring up her fun by 'playing' with her.

A few hours later, Kono's door slid open again and out came Lily, half naked with only her red issued uniform pants, black ankles socks and a C-cup sized black laced bra on as she walked out carrying in her hands her black and red stripped uniform shirt and her black shoes and red beret. She panted lightly as she tried to regain her breath. Her usual short-cut brown hair was now frizzled out everywhere. Lily was exhausted as she walked out with a limp in her step. As she started to take her last step out she stopped herself hearing Kono speak up. "Lily, tell Ryland I'll be ready within the hour." She yawned out as she sat up and stretched her arms up into the air then let them fall down onto her lap.

Lily didn't look back at her as she spoke as she only nodded acknowledging what she said. "Oh and by the way you taste, just like strawberries, just as you did before." Lily felt her face become warm again and she speed her way down back down metal corridor towards the bridge of the ship without saying another word.

Lily's reaction towards Kono's last remark was amusing to her, Kono was satisfied with Lily and a small part of her actually for the girl, so she hoped that while she aboard this ship, she would enjoy her time with the girl whether she was in a certain mood or just wanted company before she had to move onto her next assignment.

Kono moved off her bed and towards her gear that was laid out neatly on top of the table which sat next to a window that reviled the dark sea of space and the light emanating from far off distant stars. Wasting no time get her article of underwear on she went on to putting on her armor after putting on her low cut sleeveless white shirt. Kono's armor consisted of two full length arm guards which covered from her entire hand to her shoulders and a pair of tactical leg guards over her black and white commando pants and black combat boots.

The only thing she didn't have protected was her abdomen, which some people called her crazy or labeled her as 'Half-Pred' for going into dangerous areas without full protection, but she was confident in her skills, most of the time she came out unscathed, especially since danger was all she knew besides the occasional break she would get on easy un-timed assignments to were she could fully rest and relax instead of rushing the job. Kono strap on her gun holster to her hip and her blade sheath strap to her back. She picked up her custom revolver and checked the weapon over again for any signs of rust of the weapon jamming in bad situations.

The gun was originally a 'Tararus Judge' but Kono had it fixed with a new heavy barrel, a small flashlight equipped to the underside of it, and to shot off eight instead of five normal rounds. then renaming it 'Tararus Fire.' The bullets the weapon fired are made of high grade metals of titanium, steel and copper. Instead of the bullets normally just piercing flesh, codenamed 'DAR', Disintegrating-Acid-Rounds, go into the flesh and release a highly acidic chemical that melts the flesh in small portions doing permanent damage to the flesh up to ninety-six percent of time, especially to organisms without a healing factor in place, for which only a few newly discovered species naturally have in their body system.

After checking the gun and loading it she placed the gun in the holster taking ten extra cartridges with her that were magnetically held onto both her armored forearms with five on each side securing each one to make sure the never came off unless she needed them to be.

Kono picked up her hand crafted Katana, she admired the sword taking great care to make sure weapon was in perfect condition, it once belonged to someone she knew when she was just a mere child, but that was a distant past she wasn't going to be revisiting anytime soon. Taking the blade in hand, she places it inside the sheath strapped to her back also making sure to attach her detachable trigger handle to the hilt of the blade, with all her gear in place she made her way out of her quarters, heading straight for the command bridge.

Command Bridge

Year: 2412

Commander Ryland Cutler

The command center was in a scramble trying to get everyone aid and keep the chaotic ship in order. The distress radio dispatches were messages of panic and the need of reinforcements.

"Command! This is Razor crew, we are holding the ground in lower shaft with the maintenance team, but we-"

-gunshots go off over radio-

"Fucking hell! we can't hold this spo-"

-The sound of loud clicking and growls flow through the radio-

"You are one ugly mother-"

-Radio static-

Back on the command deck, radio distress signals similar to Razor crew's, were coming in from either the lower or middle hauls of the ship as they ended in static or their screams of panic and pain. Commander Ryland kept a cool head though, if he panicked, then all order on the ship would be thrown out the window and no one would be safe.

"Get me a visual on the lower levels entrance gate." Ryland spoke with cool commanding authority. A visual holo-screen popped up in the middle of the control room showing a colossal-sized spacecraft in the resemblance of an earth water species, an aquatic hammerhead shark, but with the front of the head turned up instead with their signature symbol on left side of the ship that represented the most succesfully and the most uncanny group of mercenaries, the Kunari Mercenaries.

"Enhance on the outside of the lower hull first I want to know what we are up against here." Ryland commanded.

"Bringing up visual now, sir." said a female navigation officer. The screen rotated around to towards the back of the ship and docked right in the lower deck was a human USMC frigate, but it wasn't your stander frigate that you'd spot of in the distance with it's dull grey colors, no, this frigate was cover with bones, splattered blood and mutilated bodies strapped all in different spots of the ship. This was the rumored rouge ship that had floated around the open channel networks. Every person thought it was nothing but a dead rumor, but those that heard it, knew from either first hand experience or witnessed only one group would use bodies as an item to display, the Yautja or mainly known throughout the USMC, Predators.

Ryland, knew better though, he knew that these weren't the normal Yautja everyone tends to avoid, this was an attack from the ones that were seen as unfit or shameful, if you knew their culture, the Bad-bloods, they called them. Bad-bloods were yautja who were banished from Yautja Prime or from their clan ships from committing acts of crimes or going against forbidden laws. The list of many of these Bad-bloods is a long one from unsanctioned Mass murder on other species to the assassinations of High Elders, mostly all were unsuccessful.

"Sir. . . w-what is that?!" spoke a nervous male deckhand.

"That, that is something we are not going up against, not today at least. Announce that anyone not in the lower deck to double time it to the upper-deck, ring up Glade, Mera, Razor and Titan to report to the upper deck of the ship as well. . . were breaking off." Ryland commanded with ease again. The control room was silent for a moment, unsure of whether or not to bring up the elephant in the room.

"Commander, what about. . .what about the rest of the remaining crew in lower deck? We can't just leave them." said the nervous deckhand again.

Ryland sat back into his rotating chair and looked towards the nervous man standing near his assigned control panel.

"Son. . . I've lived a long, life, I've seen things no man should see, I've heard things no man should hear, and I've given orders no man should give and their isn't one moment I regret," Ryland then slammed his fist against the arm of his chair, "So there won't be a single damn moment I regret by personally tossing you down there with them if you don't quit questioning me and bring down those shutter doors!" He yelled at the young man, but he as like everyone else was shocked that old war-torn looking man had actually meant his orders and usually he let the others in charge see to that the ship was in stability and order.

"NOW!" Ryland stood at his huge height of 6'6 standing tall over everyone. The young man flinched at his action, then he turned to his control panel and started typing in the commands and key codes to every emergency shutter door. The others went back to broadcasting his message and switching on the high alert alarms, but the alarms power didn't go all the way through to lower deck due to it being cut off. The control room was now moving back into pace but everyone had a new view on their commander, don't question him or his methods.

~Hi every- Aaahh! No! I'm Sorry! Stop Pelting Me With Tomatoes! OW! Was That A Rock?! *Wipes Tomato From Face* Ok. . . If we are done here? Yes, yes, yes, I Know I didn't upload the second chapter as soon as you'd hope for, as soon as I hoped for as well, but for some reason, My free time has now been taken from me as I've been getting my self ready for college and as well as job and my hands. . .

My hands have been hurting for a while now and I think I may have carpal tunnel in them so I'm trying to see a doctor as well, WHY IT TAKES SO LONG TO SEE ONE I DON'T EVEN KNOW, but anyway I took a break from writing and now they've felt better then ever and so I think I can now continue my stories! Yeah! But I can't always guarantee 2 chapters every month or so with at least a minimum of 4k words per chapter, that's my goal to try and keep to you ladies and gentlemen and/or other beings from another world updated. Hope everyone has a wonderful day, and as all ways, Good Day!~

(P.S. I Skipped a certain scene for a reason, not that I don't hate it, but just to fill in as a "Teaser" ;)

What The Ship Looks Like (I DON'T OWN THIS JUST SO YOU KNOW I DO NOT OWN THIS!) - fs71/i/2012/083/b/4/spaceship_concept_by_

I'll have the Kunari Merc's Banner up later.