Chapter 8: Reinforcements- When you run, run for help, not for life
-I do not own Alien vs. Predator, but the concept of this story is my own. May you enjoy! and if you want to make a movie, let me know! :)
Sahara(Alpha Centari System)- The Sun had finally rerisen, and Predators all over began to move again, the cold freezing their bodies like other reptiles. They may not be cold-blooded, but this was their secret to eternal age, freezing in the cold at night, and almost dying, preserving their bodies. But then again, they were more likely to die in battle than from Old Age; Even the Council fought battles.
As Predators began to move, they all kneeled as a red light shot into the sky. It was massive, having a diameter of miles across. They all looked up, their natural heat-vision more than enough to make out the red laser that burned at thousands of degrees Celcius. The Laser then thinned above them, and a picture of the Predator King became visible.
His face had all its mandibles, and his face was a tanned brown, unlike the rough yellow-green of most other Predators. His eyes were grave, almost saddened, yet a fire burned in them. The eyes of one who fought, and didn't just see his enemies, but the significance of fighting them. His dreads were a combination of jet black, and red rings. Tucked in between his massive Biceps and side was a human skull fanned by Serpent Finger Bones. Twelve in all, the Predator King roared. (By the way, the Predators are not actual speaking English, but I translate for your understanding)
"My pups. My kind. My brothers. The Serpents return on the Fleshlings. Only one of us live, although, Derellos had claimed them. The Hunt is too great, even for a Yautija. And so, for the First time, I roar, We all shall fight!"
His eyes made a sweeping motion, and every Yautija looked back at him, their attention captured. He continued, "We are all Hunters, never weak. Even to be dishonorable means you've killed. You've give to Derellos, and now he gives you more. We don't go just to fight, we go to Hunt. To honor. To Avenge. To kill the Serpents once and for all. Leave none alive. Give them nothing but our spears, but take their spines!" The Yautija all over roared in delight and bloodlust. The King himself was stirring his aged body awake. He remembered his life as he grew, every kill. He grimaced, which was a Yautijian smile. He conitnued, roaring, "The Serpents have grown lax. They find thenmselves to be Yautija, but we will show them that no thing, save for the Gods, can rule over the Yautija. We are the Hunters! We...Are the Predators!" The Yautija pounded the ground with their feet, fistpumped their fists, and let out their iconic roars, thumping their chests, each other. Pups jumped, and soon the streets were ablaze with activity. Running
Weapons were loaded, armor mounted, and the King left for his private weaponry. Screens of red filled the room, covering each weapon. He put down his Human Skull crown, and adopted a variant of his mask. It was a human skull, but coated in armor. Where the eyes were, he had put visors of red that flashed all the time. The Alien fingers were around for the fringe, but also covered in metal. Attaching it, the King only took three weapons. A WristBlade, a spear, and a spiked Cresent Shield. He clicked happily, and then walked out of his palace. Skeletons of various creatures stared down at him from the ceiling, which couldn't be seen because it was so dark up. And each kill was his. He moved towards his mate. An imposing figure. She was taller than he, all females were(Wolf was still growing). She carried two whips which were completely impaled in silver slivers. She clicked, and the King tapped his head against her mask, which had Serpent Tail Tips as trailers. Her eye visors were larger than the Kings, as large as Peregrins, but her mask was blue, with numerous claw marks and stabs in it. She returned the gesture, and they moved to meet their people.
When they reached the balcony, every Yautija was assembled, even the Pups. Armor, masks, and spears stared back at the King and Queen. Unmoving, the moment could've been painted, each of the Predators as statues. Then the King rose he spear above his head, clicked it open, and Roared. Every Predator with spears did the same, and the Roar could've been all over Sahara. Ships landed, and the Predators boarded,, imposing, each step in perfect King watched his people, and then looked up at his Queen. She looked down at him, and they clicked affectionately. Words did not have to be said, they only needed the gesture. Then their small attack ship landed, and the pair boarded, followed by the next best warriors. As the ships left Sahara, the King looked back at his world, and the slightest pang of doubt met him. The Queen felt and asked, "What is wrong?"
The King met her gaze and asked, "Why do we fight to save the Humans?" The Queen, had no answer.
Dallas soared through the air, feeling the wind pound into his skull, yeah the movies always left out that part. He had been monitoring Alien activity for all of ten minutes, when the United States army had coming, full guns blazing. Missiles, tanks, mini-guns, flamethrowers, these soldiers were packing. They moved with sweeping maneuvers, watching themselves unlike the National Guard in Gunnison, Colorado. Then they got their first casualty. Then, the city was swept over in black bodies. The soldiers screamed and held their ground for the first ten or so Aliens. Then the creatures started bursting up through the ground, pulling people into manholes, coming out of windows. The army's pattern broke, and people spilled into disarray. Soldiers screamed from death now and tank let rip their fifty-calibers. Missiles tore all over, and orange blasted the asphalt and concrete.
He didn't help though, that wasn't his mission. His mission was to tell the others where the Aliens seemed to be traveling from. Jerese, Deress, and Kelly suddenly took control of the remaining soldiers, and continued to fight. Meanwhile, Wolf continued firing her Targeter and Arm blue bursts continued to fire, and explode green acid blood all over. Bullets flew in yellow-so-hot-its-white flashes, and Aliens continually came at them. One got too close and Wolf lunged forward slamming right into the Serpent. Picking it up by the head, she threw it forward. Locking on, she fired her Targeter.
Wolf's Vision- The Green specimen exploded in a gruesome display, nothing she hadn't seen before. Glancing to her right, a Serpent was coming up through the floor of a building. She turned one of her Targeters to get it, and turned away. Three ticks showed the creature had been dispatched. A stab with her WristBlades killed another Serpent, and Kelly bagged one a couple feet in front. Leaping back, Wolf avoided some of the splatter. The Serpent who killed Celtic in the Pyramid glared at Wolf, for it sensed same blood in the two. Net was its name, and the Queen who chased after the President was its mother. Wolf recognized the Queen from Scar's mask footage, and this specific Serpent.
Roaring, she lunged forward, only to have another Alien's head explode in front of her. She looked back, and saw the Fleshling, Kelly, turn her gun away and fire on another Serpent. The acid kept her from advancing in Net, who disappeared. Anger boiled in Wolf for a moment, and she thought of killing Kelly, who most clearly saw Wolf starting to fight. But this one had a child, no, Wolf would simply have a talk with her after this...
Bodies fell, and soldiers started to get picked off, the street practically non-existent from all the melting Aliens. Kelly turned when her HUD locked on to a Xenomorph that slid under a car. She turned to fire but the Alien was quicker, slamming its tail into her gun, and knocking it away. As the gun slid away, The Xenomorph was tackled by Jerese. They landed in a topple, and Jerese rolled on top before smashing his fist into its mouth. It barely noticed and struggled against him, scratching and slicing his armor. It then tried to impale him but Deress shot the tail with a well-timed pistol shot. The Xenomorph screeched on in anger with Jerese's fist meeting its second mouth.
The Xenomorph now screeched in pain as he forced the mouth back, and the Alien forced him off in a show of strength, only to be annihilated by Wolf's Targeter. Making sure his fists weren't damaged, Jerese resumed fighting. Kelly resumed firing her gun. But as if on cue, all the Aliens retreated.
It was eerie. When you suddenly are full-out fighting to kill, and then have your target flee, it draws you in, and confuses you greatly. As the survivors watched, they heard it: A Queen's roar.
"What the fuck is that?" A soldier shouted, turning his turret in the direction of a collapsed overpass a mile in front of them. Dallas landed behind him, avoiding the thousands of holes in the streets. Kelly glanced at him and asked, "How was flying?"
"Like baking the cookies and then throwing them away." Kelly didn't get the joke, and then realized he wasn't going to elaborate. Deress in the meantime was chatting up Wolf, who stared intently ahead.
"So, what's happening now?"He asked.
"Queen comes, very...annoyed we kill some many Serpent pups." Wolf replied, and Deress froze. Dallas turned around sharply and asked, "What do you mean the Queen comes?"
Wolf turned to him. "Wolf say what you hear. Queen comes to fight."
Dallas was aghast. "And you're just standing there?"
Wolf turned her head back to the overpass. "We no run. Queen will overtake us, and can smell 15 miles. Only Wolf fast enough to escape. Wolf will not leave."
"Why thanks but still you could at least-"
"Fleshling should be quiet. You use moisture to speak when your body need some."
Dallas suddenly realized he was very thirsty. He looked to everyone, and discovered they were all thirsty.
Wolf's posture stood a little too straight for Dallas to not catch something.
"You have a way to get water don't you Predator?"He accused slowly.
"...Guilty Fleshling."It sounded like Wolf was laughing a bit too, but her frame did not shake.
"Well then let us have some!"The others agreed with him, and Wolf laughed audibly this time.
"Wolf will not." Dallas was starting to get real pissed.
"And why will Wolf not?"
"You didn't say please, and Wolf does not like your tone."
Dallas's mouth almost hit the ground. "What?"
"You should speak well to a Yautija. Ask kindly."
"I'm not going to-"
"Fuck it Dallas I'm thirsty!" Deress interjected, and Dallas shot him a glare.
"No, this thing should learn to-"
Dallas was lifted off his feet and thrown past the tank. He slammed into the ground on his back, and he groaned weakly. The air was forced from his lungs, he felt like he was being suffocated; his lungs would've drawn breath. And to make matters worse, Wolf lifted Dallas into the air by his neck, choking him again. He saw stars, and barely could focus on Wolf, who poked him with her WristBlades.
"You called Wolf a thing." It was not a question.
"Well you're acting like you can't show feeling."
Wolf dug her WristBlades into Dallas's cheek, causing her to grunt in pain. "Wolf is no thing. Apologize."
"Go to hell."
"Already have plane ticket Fleshling." Releasing Dallas, he drew in a deep breath, and then exhaled. Slowly, he stood up, to view Wolf's figure back where it was. Dallas was about to give Wolf a piece of his mind when she interrupted, "Queen comes. Fleshlings should take cover."
Kelly started to argue but Wolf silenced her with a growl. "Fleshlings, hide now!"As Deress passed Dallas, he slapped Dallas in the face.
"Why the hell did you just hit me?" Deress looked at Dallas like he was insane.
"Now I don't git no water." He slapped Dallas again and danced out of reach of Dallas's fist.
"Asshole." Dallas growled. And then he landed his gaze on Wolf, who didn't seem to even have moved. "And she's the biggest bitch of all."he thought as he took covered in a destroyed store.
Yet when the Queen Alien burst through the ground, Dallas's previous quip on Wolf about being the biggest was automatically trumped. The Queen brought her head in front of Wolf, who seemed unfazed to be three feet from a head that was twice her size. Flanking the Queen were several hundred Xenomorphs, but none were diggers. They hissed and spat, but Wolf ignored them. The Queen silenced them with a roar. Facing Wolf again, The Queen addressed her.
"Killer, you have perished many of my children."Wolf shrugged, as if this was trivial matter.
"Your children were bad fighters, your Queen."
The Queen hissed with amusement. "Do you think you could fight me?"
Wolf shook her head. "I do not wish to fight you now, your Queen."
The Queen gazed at Wolf for a long time. So long in fact that Dallas was starting to feel the need to pee. He told his bladder to screw itself, and continued to focus on Wolf and the Alien Queen, both of which who didn't move. Finally, The Queen said, "You still have killed many of my children. That can not be easily forgiven."
"Then, your Queen, let me start by presenting several viable hosts for you, including a female."
Dallas's blood stopped circulating. Was Wolf joking? Did she actually just say that?
The Queen was just as shocked, she brought her head back, as if flabbergasted. "You'd turn on your own kind?"She asked. It was clear she was very curious.
Wolf again shrugged. "They are no kind of mine. It'd please me greatly if you in fact killed this one yourself." And Wolf pointed.
Right towards Dallas.
He turned to run, but several hands seized him before he even turned. He saw a flash of black, and then a pain in his temple made everything go dark.
The King inspected Earth, regarding it with the sight as if he could barely believe. His Queen clicked to their guards, and they all entered their pods. The ship fired, and the Predators entered Earth's atmosphere. Seconds later, thousands of Pods were fired from the ships to Earth like an Orbital Strike. The descent took all of three minutes. Crashing in the last known location Wolf transmitted, the King rose and automatically set off, spotting Headbutt's ship. He hit the door with his fist, and the metal almost caved in. He barked Wolf's name in the Yautijian language, but there was no response. Kicking the door in the door in, he rolled forward, dodging a spear thrust who knew would come from the right. Grasping the spear, he wrenched it out of what appeared to be a little Fleshling.
Her eyes were wide, and a quick bioscan showed she was terrified. The King clicked proudly, she should be.
"W-what...do...you want?" she asked, her voice full of fear. He clicked in amusement again and looked back at the spear, Headbutt's spear. He was starting to wonder how the Fleshling had gotten it, but he then remembered Wolf's dire Call for Help.
"Where did Wolf go?"The King asked quickly. Three of his Guards came in and quickly scanned the ship's other compartments. Molly was reacting too slow for his ideals, so he lifted her roughly. "Where did Wolf go!"
"...She left to fight back in the city, along with my mommy and Dallas."
The King nodded, and put her down gently, a stark contrast from how he picked her up. He stood, and nodded to his men, who filed out before him. As he left, Molly said in a pleading voice, "Please save them..." The King looked back at her, and wondered how her life must seem. She appeared to be in okay clothes, raised by a budget. Some friends, but always sad that her mother wasn't around. That then grew into dislike, and finally independence from her mother. Then life was gone in a day, and now she was hoping she could salvage her mother after all this since her father was ripped from the equation. So the King looked at her a second longer, and then replied, "I will try." Suddenly, he knew his answer. He told his wife, and she looked at him.
"Remember when I asked why do we Hunt Serpents? I meant in general?"
"Yes, I remember."
"It was so Pups like her would live with a guardian."
The Queen looked at him, and nodded. He relayed the information to the others, and they raced to the city, 50,000 Predators moving silently.
The King's Vision: Black landscape with stars spread out. Forms appear through it, and then the stars morph into buildings, streets, and bodies. Bodies upon bodies. The King sends a mental signal to his army to halt. He then switched to a yellow spectrum. A wide scan swept through the city, and then stopped. Timing it all back to a quick thirty second play, he saw the battle that previously undfolded. He saw Wolf's talk, and smiled. She definitely had job in espionage after this. And the look on the Male, priceless.
Then he saw them leave, Wolf following the Queen, and surrounded by Serpents. The memory faded, and the King relayed the progressions to the others. They all thought Wolf had done was impressive. Rallying them with a flourish of his spear, he set off after the pattern of yellow feet that was materializing in front of him. Wolf's feet.
Dallas awoke in a dark room, his sight veering from side to side like in first-person shooters. The walls were hole punched, and a flash brought Dallas to mind. He opened his eyes fully, and the haze disappeared. He almost lost it right there. He was in an egg room. Everyone was being brought in, with the same look on their faces. We've been betrayed! All their faces were terrified. The Aliens then struck Dallas, and he woke up when he was fully captured. Kelly struggled as he did, as all them did. "No!" Dallas was screaming but his protests stopped when he saw Wolf stride in.
"Wolf! You bitch, I hate-"
"Dallas shut up! I'm still thirsty! Wolf, please free us." Deress again interjected.
"Wolf will not help. You would not make it anyway. Best go quiet, except for a little loud at the end."Wolf replied emotionless. Dallas struggled some more, and Wolf left the room.
"No!"Deress despaired. They all struggled, and then their hearts froze. The sickening splat of an egg opening radiated throughout the chamber.. All eyes focused on the egg, and from Kelly's point of view, she saw the tail unwrap. She screeches in fear and returns to breaking free, almost freeing arms. Dallas increased his efforts too, no doubt wanting to be save himself too. The fingers fanned out and stretched, white yolk still stuck between one of the fingers. Then it reared.
Then Kelly freed her hands.
Then it leapt through the air.
Then Kelly caught it in her hands.
Kelly screamed.
The creature was green and yellow, with four fingers, and a two foot tail. Then a deep growl stopped the Facehugger. Into the room strode a PredAlien. It looked smugly at Kelly, and the Facehugger leapt at a soldier. He had no warning, and it caught him. Automatically, his pleas were muffled, but they were agonizingly heard to same.
"Please no."
"Not me."
"Please no-"
Then he went limp, and the tail tightened. It was also at this time that Aliens brought in other eggs. They started to open, and Dallas just heard the PredAlien grab Kelly. Despite his yells, it carried her away in a bearhug. But Dallas had more important things on his mind. He grabbed a Facehugger as it leapt at him.
The Force was astounding, it pushed his hands almost into his face. The fingers grasped and groped at him as it tried to clutch him, its tail waving madly. And yet it pushed forward even with nothing behind it. Dallas saw the others, and only Jerese and Deress were holding their own. All the others were caught, and no longer moving, except for this one man who was holding his breath; his fingers were curled up, and his chest didn't rise and fall. Then he muffle-screamed in pain, and the man started to breathe. Dallas focused on his Facehugger. The hole was open, and the tube was sticking out blindly. It was slimy, and saliva was continually falling off. Then, it shot a green liquid into Dallas's cut cheek.
The pain was astounding, as if his skin was being ripped off and the flesh underneath it covered in alcohol after a few minutes. The acid shocked Dallas so much he stopped struggling, and the Facehugger fell. As it scurried back up to him, he heard Kelly's yells mix with his own. The other Facehuggers did the same to Jerese and Deress. They scurried up, eager to to impregnate their hosts too.. As Dallas's FaceHugger latched on, he held his breath...and saw a blue light.
It couldn't have come at a better time. As the PredAlein stared a Kelly, she saw a feature in it for once. Lust.
It was radiant, and she was powerless to do anything to stop it. Except, she closed her eyes quickly, throwing a Flashgrenade. As the PredAlien stumbled, she turned to run, only to be roughly yanked backwards. She felt her ankle crunch under the squeeze, and yelled in pain. The black tail sliced her back, and her shirt and tough armor broke away to her skin. The feel of air on skin was weird, but that was lost when the PredAlien pinned her from behind.
"No!" she fought as the tail sliced her pants. It was just wrong, but the weight barely allowed her to move her arms. That's how Kelly's life ended, raped by an Abomination, with a broken ankle, and a daughter she'd never see again.
At least that's how she thought it'd end. The weight on her back was suddenly removed, and she looked up to see the PredAlien across the room. In front of her, was an eleven foot tall Yautija. It spoke at her without moving. "Go." It ordered, and Kelly got up before her ankle roared its dues. She fell back down in pain, groping the area just above her ankle. The Predator looked back for just a moment, but it was all the PredAlien needed to attack. Lashing out, the Predator slashed with its WristBlade. The PredAlein dance back and then full-out tackled the Predator. Both giants crashed to the ground and wrestled, punching and headbutting, and biting.
Getting up, the Predator threw the Alien towards Kelly. Its lust flared up just as the Predator shot his NetGun. Kelly tried to dodge, but her ankle froze, and the PredAlien was propelled towards Kelly, and into the wall. The force nearly crushed her, and PredAlien screeched in pain as its skin started to be cut into ribbions and unleash the acid. The Predator started towards them, but grabbed at air.
Only it pulled down two Aliens. Kelly could barely watch the fight as the PredAlien pressed against her, and used its second mouth.
Kelly was completely unprepared, and so she panicked. Screaming gave the beast what it needed, and it shoved the first eggs down Kelly's throat while trying to still get at her exposed pants opening...
Wolf bursted onto the scene, fighting with newfound ferocity as she set out to prove just how good she was in front of AlCerese, the third best Brawler on Sahara, seventh best fighter in general. She whirled around with a kick to another PredAlien that stormed in. It fell back, stunned as Wolf threw herself at it. They felt and she used her Blue, Glowing Knife. It moved right through the rough hide, and Wolf rolled back as the Knife exploded. PredAlien went all over, but the acid had vaporized. AlCerese ripped an Alien in half as Wolf had done, and Wolf moved towards Kelly, letting AlCerese watch her back; if you could trust no one, than you should never put yourself in a position for help.
Wolf stabbed the PredAlien in the back of the head, and then ripped it off Kelly. With it came most of her mouth.
Wolf almost saw pure red, anger flashed through. The mother Female was close to dead, her stomach was moving quickly, which meant!
A little green liquid was leaking down her pants. Wolf was saddened for the girl, Molly. And so did the best she could.
She snapped Kelly's neck. It was quick, and Wolf forgot that such a tough woman had such a weak frame. The stomach stopped moving, but the Serpents inside would eventually break out. It didn't seem like long, but AlCerese rested his hand on Wolf's shoulder. She turned away and ran; AlCerese did not follow, nor question. He simply fought, rolling under another Alien swipe before rising to grab...Net.
Wolf moved through the tunnels, watching the people her King had brought in-which was over a thousand- fight. The Dead were being carried out when areas were secured, but battles were erupting all over. Serpents broke through sealed holes, pulling, clawing, retreating...
And most assuredly being killed. The King himself was a Ragnorok. Untouchable. Anything not Yautija died at the tip of his blade. His shield was just for acid and Facehuggers, it had a stick enzyme that made them stick to it completely. As Wolf ran past him, he gave her a small nod, which came from a head that rarely moved. She felt even more empowered by what she was going to do. Deeper into the nest Wolf plunged, assisting and killing. She barely flinched when a Yautija was hoisted up from a tail by a Serpent attack.
Three of the creatures leapt down, one which was automatically taken down by Wolf, who crushed its neck. Switching to Xenomorph mode from color, Xenomorphs were all over, except only two were moving. Summoning up her arm guns, she unleashed her Plasma Cannons. The Aliens exploded, but she heard the unmistakable howl of a Yautija she knew all too well. Discarding the now empty weapons, she ran, knowing yet not knowing. Then she came clearing she'd left him at.
Bleeding from the neck, was AlCerese.
Wolf knelt before her Elder. He didn't respond, except for laying his hand on her mask. It fell, and Wolf rose, anger washing over her. "Which Serpent had done this?" She followed the trail, and stopped, realizing it was the same Xenomorph that killed Celtic, and the one she saw outside. She started to shake, and then found it had retreated. Empowered, she charged into a tunnel. Two Serpents dropped off the walls to attack before being cut in half by Wolf's Shruikens. As they came back, she lunged forward before pivoting on the ball of her feet. The Alien charged and she shot a Net, automatically embedding it into the wall. It struggled, and she killed it was a Shruiken swipe. Another Xenomorph grabbed her through a hole and pulled, but Wolf's Targeters had other ideas. They turned and blew the Alien back into the hole. But a massive chunk of acid sprayed onto her back, and she quickly took off her armor. Her back and chest now bare, she moved more carefully. A whish of air and Wolf rolled, but it wasn't enough to avoid a tail scraping against her mask; although the swipe was aimed for her neck so..
The King moved around, fighting with spear only now, his shield so weighed down by FaceHuggers, he hated to think what the Serpent that got him would be like. Feinting with his spear, he spun and with a deft slash, separated head from body. Another Serpent came behind but he drove the spear backwards, spinnning it with a rough hand stroke, and then kicking the Serpent away. As more Aliens entered the room, he threw his spear, catching a Serpent off. It died, and he raised his WristBlades. The first contender charged him, and he slashed, his Queen's whipcrack mixing with a broken Serpent neck.
Dallas could hardly feel, it felt like he should be dead. An icky thing was in his mouth, but hey, it felt great. The suffocating was bad, but this felt great. Then it was all over. And he looked to see another Predator with the FaceHugger on some suction weapon. Then he was cut down. First there was confusion.
Then Dallas remembered it all. He picked up one of his Sonic Guns, and asked, "Where is Wolf?" The Predator just stared at him, so he took that for an I don't know. Sparing a look at the others, who were freed and ready to follow, he took off down a tunnel, and completely missed Kelly's body, which had no stomach.
Wolf roared, digging her fingers into the Serpent's head. The acid hurt, but her shoulder hurt a lot more. The Alien got off, and attacked, but Wolf spun around and punched so hard, the Alien's head flew off. Clutching her bleeding shoulder, Wolf pushed on. And finally... she reached a yellow room of massively proportions. She looked at the middle...
Came upon the Alien Queen
And her fifty-thousand Aliens.
She sent a message to the King, and he sent back only one word.
Run.
Wolf didn't object. She turned and sprinted away, a twisted sea of black right behind her
Through the tunnels, her shoulder long forgotten. As Wolf returned to the surface, she saw the King was not there. Then a piece of Asphalt exploded upwards, and up through it was the King and Queen. Wolf kneeled, but the King shook his head. Not yet. He pointed towards a field, where only black stood. Wolf looked around, their meager force of two hundred fifty could never fight that many Serpents, even if each Yautija killed Five Hundred. But the King simply looked, and roared. Wolf turned, and Five Hundred Thousand Yautija decloaked. She stepped back, and roared with the king. She heard Dallas say,
"Fuck me...That's a lot of Predators." Going to him, they both nodded, all past transgressions put away. Deress as always murmured, "I'm still thirsty."
Dallas, Jerese, and Wolf laughed, and then stopped. The King strode to the front, where he seemed like he could take every Alien before him. So when the bullet rang out, no one expected it.
The King shrugged it off, his skin was tough. But it had come. Still, the Yautija would not back down. With the slow bravado of all Predators, the King, took off his mask. His face was covered in cuts and burns. Yet his eyes were normal, wise. He looked to his kind, and roared the roar of all Roars. His mandibles flared out, his chest puffed, and his back arched. The roars that met his were ground shattering. Dallas was half-tempted to join in, but saved his breath. Ignoring his cheek, he looked to the King, who said one sentence, "
Yautija, we do not Hunt, we KILL!"
The Predators charged, and the Serpents sneered. The ugliest on the Abomination Scale were about to do the ultimate dance.
The dance of DEATH. Humans for salvation.
Yautija for Preservation
And Serpents for Annhilation
WE DO NOT LIVE TO LIVE, WE LIVE SO WE CAN MAKE SURE OTHERS DO NOT. THE WRONG, THE TWISTED, THE DOOMED, WE KILL THEM ALL. BUT SLOWLY...