Disclaimer: I do not own Predator .

Predator © Jim Thomas & John Thomas
Rakesh, Tabitha Anderson, Nicolas White & Dasha Willis © Marik's Girl

Note: For those that think that this is stupid... Rakesh is more curious then anything, not really sexually into her... she is only sixteen and this is "T" rated. And besides, I'm not going to have them meet yet. Maybe in the next chapter or so. I kind of want to draw things out. At least I'm going to try... ugh... anyways. The falling in love part, will most likely happen later. And I was think about putting an Xenomorph in the mix of things, not sure as of yet.

Chapter One
Written by: Marik's Girl

"Tabitha, there you are! I've been worried!" Tabitha sighed softly as a thirty-five year old women hugged her eldest and only daughter. The women was beautiful; even though the women was thirty-three years of age- she didn't look a day over twenty. Her hair was straight and long midnight black hair that went in the middle of her back. She was pale skinned, lighter then her daughter and reached to 5' 6" in height. Her eyes were a beautiful narrow onyx black and she was slim looking. She is wearing a blue knee-length dress with a white apron that was tied in the back. And since they were in the house, she only wore white house slippers. Tabitha had always to herself that she wasn't beautiful like her mother, since they hardly looked alike... but if you looked close enough, Tabitha took after her mother in the beauty department. She just had the same eye and hair color as her father.

I'm fine, mama." she said softly as she tried make her mother not worry for her well being. Hanachi Anderson parted from her daughter and gave her a stern look, clearly not believing her daughter. "Don't give me that young lady! I know you've been upset because of that Aaron boy-"

"Mama, I'm fine... really! I get over it... he was just a boy after all." Hanachi frowned. She knew how much she loved that boy, and she knew it wouldn't be easy for her... but she hated to see her daughter in the pain that she was in and the fact that Tabitha didn't like for others to see her pain or seeing her cry. She swear if she ever saw that boy again, he wouldn't be able to produce any children...

"You shouldn't worry your mother so much." a kind voice said. Both mother and child turned around a saw a man of 5' 9" walking up to them, holding a four year old boy in his arms, who was fast asleep. The man was handsome with kind blue-green eyes and short messy brown hair. His skin was fair looking. He is wearing a pair of reading glasses, a brown sweater, tan slacks and brown socks. The boy in his arms had short messy midnight black hair and chubby cheeks, a white tee shirt and black shorts and nothing on his small pale feet. "I'm sorry daddy." Tabitha then turned to her mother. "I'm sorry mama, for worry you." she said softly. Her mother let out an sigh and then smiled. "It's alright dear, I just wish that you would come and talk to me and your father when you are troubled." Tabitha could only nod her head.

"Of course, I promise I will next time." Her mother smiled softly and kissed her cheek.

"Sister?" Tabitha looked away from her mother and into the arms of her father and saw her baby brother Hiro Anderson rubbed his tired onyx eyes. Hiro was the most adorable little boy with a sister complex. He loved his sister so much and looked up to her, sometimes it was hard to get the little boy away from his sister while she went to school and did other things - but she loved her brother just as much. She after all was the eldest and took great pride in taking care of her little brother. She walked over to her father and brother and took him from her fathers arms. "You tired Hiro?" the little boy could only nod as he wrapped his arms around his sister. "Why didn't you go to sleep?" she asked.

"I was waiting for you to get home!" was his reply nuzzled her chest. "I'm home now, why don't I put you to bed?" the little boy seem to be calm in her arms as she said this and nodded his head, with that she walked upstairs to his room.

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Rakesh watched as older Ooman female hugged the younger one. Most likely her mother. The Yautja crouched in the tree as he watched the mother fuss over her pup. As to why he was in a try spying on the female... he would have to say that he curious. He was able to translate some of the words that they spoke and he knew that something happen to the female not to long ago. Something to deal with a boy...? Did a male Ooman do something to this female that made her cry? He was confused why she would "cry" over this male... whoever he was. He had never understand the meaning of this "crying" himself. He only shook his head to get rid of that thought. Such things should not bother him.

He then notice a male in her home as well, holding a younger male in his arms. A younger pup then the female pup. The only good thing about the spying was that he was able to keep his mind off of other things that bothered him. He let out a low growl, not noticing that the young female took the young male up to higher grounds. He looked up and saw her looking out the window with a frown on her face. He could see it in her eyes and face... she knew that he was there... even though she could not see him. He gave another low growl and jumped to the other trees, leaving the area.

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She frowned. She would swear that something was there... she even thought that she heard a growl... what could be watching her? Was it some animal? Or was it someone that was spying on her house? She had a bad feeling that something was going to happen soon. "Sister, are you alright?" Tabitha blinked her blue-green eyes as she looked at the boy. "I'm fine, Hiro. I thought I heard something... I think it was just the wind." ' But was it really ' she thought to herself. ' I really hope it is nothing to worry about... ' she thought with a sigh. She then smiled at her brother. "It's getting late, you should go to bed!"

"Will you read me a story?"

She just smiled. "Sure."

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Tabitha smacked her alarm clock as she hit the shut off button on the alarm. It read 7 o'clock in big red letters. She groaned as she rolled over in her bed. She hated mornings and she hated school because he would be there. The only good thing was that he was in a higher grade then she was and would be going to a different class, where all the seventeen year old's went - that was the only bright side to everything. And she hated the fact that it was so damn hot! She really hated her life! She just about hated everything right now... "I'm never getting a boyfriends again..." she mutter under her breath as she rubbed her tired eyes. She muttered some curse words then she pulled her blue and white blanket off of her. Every time she woke from her sleep, her wavy hair would be a mess, a true bed-head (XD) she is wearing a black spaghetti strap shirt with tinker bell on it and black and pink shorts. She sat up and put her legs over the bed in a lazy manner, her bare feet hitting the soft carpet. She then stood up and walked towards the bathroom while saying "Shower." as she headed towards the bathroom.

After a good fifteen minutes in the shower, she dressed in her school uniform. It was a white long-sleeve button down blouse that was tucked in to a ruffled black skirt that went to her knees. A black laced bow, tied in the front of the blouse. Black pantyhose and Mary-Jane shoes on her feet. She went and grabbed her brown book bag and then went down stairs to eat some breakfast before going to school at 8:45.

"Good morning Tabitha." Tabitha looked up and saw her grandfather sitting down at the table with a smile. He was a gentle old man of fifty-two, with midnight black short hair with bits of white and gray in his hair. Even though he was getting up in years, he looked like he was thirty-five then anything. Which people that was kind of weird, but it never bothered Tabitha since she grew up around him... she never thought of her grandfather as old man. "Is great-grandmother asleep?" she asked; he nodded his head. "Yes, your great-grandmother has become tired as of late. But I wouldn't worry about her, she is a stubborn women - death couldn't kill her off this soon. She is only sixty-seven." Tabitha sweat dropped. ' You say that, but a lot of people die when they are sixty.. ' she let out a sigh. "Come and sit down; your mother is making breakfast!" The teenager could only nod as she sat down next to her grandfather.

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"Io! Tabby!" Tabitha Anderson's let eye twitched. She hated that nick name... She looked up and saw her best guy friend, Nick White, waving at her. He was a tall boy at 6' 1" with short black hair, warm brown eyes and chocolate colored skin. His school uniform was the same black & white outfit, only he wore a long-sleeve white button down dress shirt, a black lined with white school jacket and black slacks, white socks and black dress shoes. "Why must you call me that?" she asked clearly annoyed. He only smiled. "Because, I love to tease you... Tabby." she only groaned at his reply. Tabitha and Nick or Nicolas as he was named buy his mother, have been friends ever since they were really small. She hated being called Tabby when she was four and she hated being called that now. "Tabitha! Guess what!" both teenagers looked up and saw a teenage girl there age with long black hair, pulled back in an high ponytail. Chocolate colored skin and violet colored eyes. She is wearing the girl's uniform, only she had black high heels with a strap over top. "Hi, Dasha." Dasha Willis was normally 5' 4" in height, but because of the heels she wore; she was 5' 6" She had a worried look on her pretty face and both Tabitha and Nick notice this.

"What happen?" Tabitha asked her friend of 10 years. "The Police found five men dead. Hanging by their feet- skinned." Tabitha's eyes widen and Nick looked like he wanted to throw up by just hearing that. "And that's not the weirdest part! When they went to cut down the bodies, they were gone and out of site!"

"Great, just what we needed in this town. A mass murderer." Nick said with a pale face. Tabitha looked at him with half lidded eyes. ' Serves him right... I told him he can't stomach those horror movies... ' she thought with a shake of her head. She then looked back at Dasha. "Do you know if they have any leads?" she asked. The dark skinned girl shook her head. "Sadly no, my father has no idea who did this. They are still looking into it. Dasha father was a police officer since he was twenty and Dasha grew up on all about police stuff. When she became of age, she wanted to join the force as well. That was her dream. Tabitha on the other hand, liked to stay away from that kind of stuff. She would rather not have trouble on her hands. "Well I hope that they catch the guy that did it..."

But what the teenager didn't know, was that it was no mere human...

End Chapter One

Yes, I know it's not very long... but my brain just died... anyways, like I said before; Rakesh and Tabitha won't meet each other till next chapter or the following. I didn't know how this was going to turn out, I don't want it just as a romance story... I love action XD And mystery too. That's just me. I really think about putting a Xenomorph in here... anyways, I'll try to update as soon as I can! Remember to review my pretties :)

P.S. Please tell me if there is any misspelled words... thx.