The forest was thick and dense with air being incredibly sticky and humid combine that with the mud and overgrown moss made it a very bad place to be guarding a hidden lab at least according to the marine detail that was stationed there. ''Hey why the hell are we even here anyway'' one of guards complained out loud.

''no idea all I know is something about a bunch of dangerous specimens and I don't want to know. Who knows what freaky shit they got in there''?

Suddenly alarms and gunfire started echoing through the forest startling the guards and make them scramble to group up. However suddenly a black creature lept from the foliage and procced to pounce on one of the guards and before anyone could react started ripping him apart.

The brutality and the sight of the creature made most of the marines freeze up but then the creature looked up and roared at them snapping them out of it and procced to gun down the creature. But even with multiple rifles tearing into it the thing still lunged at them even as it was about to die, and one unlucky guard got his throat slashed open by its claws.

This just added to the marine's terror more as gunfire and screams were echoing through the forest and more of the creatures were appearing. Any semblance of organization was lost as many fled in terror while the rest desperately tried to fight them off.

Soon only one guard was left as the rest of his group had been slaughtered and now all he could do was run and hope to escape however multiple of the creatures were hunting him down.

Unbeknownst to the creatures and marines a third figure had been watching form the treelines hidden by advanced cloaking device. Briefly one may mistake it for a large human however this was far larger and stronger than any human this was a yautja and its race are some on the deadliest hunter in the galaxy. Their entire culture was based on hunting and honour to the point they often travelled to many planets to hunt the most dangerous prey they could find. This yautja however was an elite hunter having survived many battles and killed some of the most dangerous beasts in the galaxy. He had come to earth after scans picked up xenomorph life signs and had come to hunt as they were very worthy prey.

He watched as the xenomorphs massacred the human soldiers with and a group of xenomorphs converged on one unlucky human. The human was clutching a wound on his side and was crawling in some vain attempt of escape as a his attacker loomed over him. But to everyone's surprise the xenomorph was suddenly pelted with bullets as an armoured figure ran into view at a speed that not even the yautja had seen and then the figure slammed into the xenomorph sending it flying into a rock with a sicking crack.

For a moment, all parties just stared at the figure that had appeared. It seems to be a human man in an green advanced suit of armour that covered everything except muscular forearms with a small cannon on the shoulder and what seemed to be a wrist blade on one of the arms combined with the fact the stranger just stood there not saying a word.

One overconfident xenomorph lunged at the figure and yet again to everyone's surprise the stranger spun round caught in by the neck and procced to tear the aliens head clean off causing the other aliens to screech in rage and attacked hoping to kill this new threat but it did little as the armoured Stranger pulled out a large assault rifle and started gunning down them down however as the massacre continued the aliens acidic blood was splattering everywhere and the stranger notice as his assault rifle disappeared in a flash of light and large weapon that looked something out of a sci fi show replaced it and the xenomorphs were then scorched by balls of plasma. All they could do was screech as the plasma melted and burned their bodies.

The hunter was watching this great interest as he had never seen any human do the things this one was doing, and he interest only peaked when the stranger ripped of an xenomorphs tail and impaled through its own skull. He had never seen a pack of xenomorph killed so effortlessly much less by a human. It was then he felt something he hadn't felt in a long time. Excitement pure excitement as it had been so long since he had found any truly worth prey and the thought of taking the armoured head as trophy was impossible to resist.

He rapidly descended from the treeline with the speed and grace that years of hunting had helped him develop. Just as he hit the ground the stranger crushed the last xenomorphs head with his boot sending chucks of skull into the mud.

Despite being cloaked the stranger spun round and looked right at him. Seeing that it was pointless to remain hidden he uncloaked and roared a challenge that despite being terrifying to many the stranger didn't even flinch at but then the figure flew at him causing him to have to swing his wrist blade at the figure who blocked it with his own and quickly punched the hunter in the gut which felt like a hammer had hit him but the pain didn't stop as he felt himself get roughly thrown into a tree.

He couldn't help but finally notice how similar the stranger gear was to his and also how strong he was as the punch felt like it rattled his ribcage and the way he threw the hunter like a ragdoll. With a snarl the hunter quickly fired his own shoulder mounted plasma caster at his foe which the the stranger simply dodged which only added to the hunter frustration as he fired more blasts which were avoided which prompted him to lunge at the stranger.

He slammed into the man and grabbed his arm that held his blade and swiftly went to stab the through the glass of the visor but what he thought was a victory turned into dread as the edges of the blade snapped against the glass which was followed by his arms being grabbed in a vice like grip by a pair of armoured gauntlets and all he could do was watched and the stranger reared his head back and slammed into his head shattering his own helmet and a few of the bones in his face.

All the hunter could do was roar in pain but his opponent didn't let as they repeatedly rammed their own blade into his chest before grabbing him the neck and slamming him into the ground. All he could do was look up at his foe and accept the fact that his time had finally come, while saddened his hunt was at its end, he felt comfort knowing he died to a superior warrior. He detached his plasma caster and offered it to the stranger as a sign of respect.

The stranger looked at his hand before taking it and inspecting it before simply disappearing in flash of light adding to his mystery even more but that didn't matter as the hunter activated his self-destruct before closing his eyes and letting death take him.

Authors note:

So I'm still new to writing but I hope u enjoy my story and if u have any suggestions please let me know and if u have any advice about writing plz let me know. I will try to upload at a decent speed and I promise next chapter we will see from the slayers and Vega's perspective