Steel Claw and I devoured the humans in ten minutes flat, with nothing but bones and blood decorating the floor. I felt my stomach slowly filling- a pleasant feeling for any ravenous life form.
We consumed the last, small pieces of flesh, then I raised my head, to look at the sun. It was a simple, eerie glow, its light shrouded by dark clouds. The dark, barren landscape showed no signs of life, not one single twitch.
I hissed, telling Steel Claw to follow me. We had to move to find a new home.
We began to trudge on, against the cool yet somewhat harsh breeze. Our fate was unknown. I heard Steel Claw contact me with his mind.
Exactly what sort of shelter do we need? Does it have to be a cave, or could it be something else?
Fighting against the wind, which seemed to be getting stronger and stronger, I answered his question.
It has to be something that could protect us, although a cave would be preferable. We need to get out of the open so other carnivores don't see us.
What about Predators?
I stopped walking. I had never seen, let alone encountered a Predator in my life. I had no idea if they were simple rumors or the terrifying truth, but many of the older members of our hive-
Who are now dead I thought
- would tell us about terrible creatures called Predators. They had witnessed huge, metal, flying objects appear from the sky, and take whole hives from this very planet. Legend says they would then enslave the queen, and tie her up for many years, forcing her to lay her eggs with no mercy whatsoever. They would then allow the facehuggers to attack something, say a human (also kidnapped), and then let the chestbursters grow older, until they kill them just for their despicable, sadistic love of hunting without reason. The mother, throughout her whole, miserable life (if you could even call it that) gives birth to her children, only to know that they were going to die. She had to go through that sort of pain every day of her life, for many years. When the queen gets old and stops producing eggs, the Predators simply kill her. But, they suffer so greatly, when their day comes, they don't even put up a fight, as they simply want their pain to die with them. Some rumors a few days before the hive was destroyed say that the Predators last queen has been disposed of, and soon, they may return here, to have the 'honor' of killing the last Xenomorphs in the universe.
Don't worry about the Predators, Steel Claw. I doubt we'll see any.
What if we do?
...then we must kill it...
We then carried on with the walking, as the wind grew more powerful every second.
Blade Tail?
Yes?
I'm scared... I have never thought the wind could be so powerful...
Don't worry, it'll be all right. Just keep moving!
Just as I said that, something appeared within my vision.
A thin, swirling wind slowly began protruding out of the clouds, snaking down towards ground zero.
Tornado.