The young hunter sat on the branch.

The son went over everything again. A few minutes ago, he and his companions had heard loud screams and gunshots. The same aliens who landed with the small ship also wanted to fight the snakes. They proved themselves worthy of being hunted through the battle, but there was one in particular that caught the Yautja's eye.

A small, furry fighter.

The young hunter went over the entire fight he had recorded with his helmet. All in infrared, the recording showed him the little warrior again. Even the Yautja hadn't seen a species like this for hundreds of years, and considering that this little furball was a great warrior, it was a great match. This was an opponent he would love to fight and would prove to be a masterful trophy. Clicking, he signaled to his companions that they would now search for the troop of soldiers before fighting the snakes.

The first hunt has begun.

"Qwark, please come! PLEASE COME! Damn... we have no reception," Ratchet stepped away from the dirt, where Rivet immediately joined him, "Unfortunately, I couldn't reach anyone either." In addition to the two lombaxes who were now stranded on the planet full of these parasites, there were a few soldiers and the top members of the Special Force. Tusk continued to pound the ground while Kenny and Adrian tended to the injured. Billie was still reeling from his brother's death, so he didn't move. "What...were those things," the red one gasped as Clank jumped off the lombax's back, "Please calm down, Billie. We have to find a way off this planet."

"How? No one can hear us," Tusk finally stood up again. Furious, he looked at his comrades before the pink one gave out his idea, "We have to tell the crew to bomb the planet with everything we have before one of these monsters is still alive!"

"Then we'll just cause collateral damage," Rivet said angrily, but the man with the tusks looked down at the smaller one and made the mistake of tapping his finger against her chest, "I'm in command here, so let's do what I say..."

Then his hand was grabbed by the iron prosthesis.

He quickly felt the pain, and then Ratchet joined in. He pushed Tusk away from Rivet before she would break his hand and then ordered everyone to stay calm, "CALM DOWN! Before we kill each other, I'll take the lead now! I've led armies before. so I will the commander now."

"Yeah, sure, and I'm part of the Guardians of the Galaxy," Tusk said mockingly, before his friends suddenly stood behind the lombax, "Tusk... it's better to follow the lombax this time." Adrian held out his hand to the two fluffy ones, "I'm ready to act under your command!" Stunned, the pink one stared at his friends before admitting defeat, "Urgh...fine!"

"Good, then I suggest we get some rest and then find something we can use to contact the others." The soldiers put down their weapons and leaned against the tree. The man who looked like iron also leaned next to his comrades and stretched his muscles, "God, what I would do for a cigarette." Meanwhile, Ratchet and Rivet sat down on an old tree trunk and put their two friends down, "This is not how I imagined the day would go."

"Neither did I," came from the rebel, who leaned against the hero, "When we get out of here, I'm going to take a bath!" Laughing, he took his girlfriend closer to him and placed a kiss on her head, "We'll make it... and then I'll take a bath before you!"

"You'll have to be quick, though," they both laughed briefly. For a brief moment, they enjoyed the peace and quiet, as well as the unity, and the aliens were forgotten for a moment.

But they were just being watched.

One of the soldiers had hidden behind a tree. He needed a time-out, and he didn't want to do it in front of the others. Grumbling, he let out his relief and urinated against the tree, whistling to himself. "I wonder if we can do this...," before he could finish his thoughts, he heard a click nearby. It had startled him, so the alien looked around. But there was nothing to be seen, maybe just an animal or something. Nevertheless, he felt like he was being watched and the soldier quickly pulled up his trousers before making his way back to the others. However, he felt as if something was standing in front of him and staring at the soldier. His theory was confirmed when a pair of eyes lit up.

Only to be pierced by a blade.

Screaming, he was lifted up by the invisible thing. His blood had dyed the tree behind him red as his tormentor then decapitated the man in one motion. The scream could be heard, and so the troops made their way to the scene. "He was here last, but...," when the lombaxes and the Special Force arrived, they only saw the corpse lying on the ground without a head, which immediately put everyone on alert, "WE ARE NOT ALONE!"

And as if it were an alarm, blue plasma suddenly shot into the troops. They were immediately separated by the shots and the team ran away from the invisible attackers. "I can't see anything! What's that," Kenny shot his blaster wildly in front of him, but nothing hit. Only more plasma was fired, and even traps were set up. A soldier was hung upside down before a spear was rammed against his torso. An invisible creature pulled the weapon out again and continued its killing spree. The lombaxes were now on their own as the attackers managed to disperse the troops. "Damn, they've split us up," Ratchet held up his weapon and Rivet held up his hammer. Kit looked around everywhere, only to see a small trace of the attackers.

"We're...being chased by an alien hunter in the jungle!"

"Why am I getting a deja vu," with an annoyed expression, the rebel walked along the forest next to her boyfriend, who also had to chuckle briefly, "Yes...but this one seems to be more equipped!" The friends strode vigilantly ahead, ready to fight at any moment, "We have to find the others!" Ratchet's ear began to twitch, however, as did Rivet's. Thanks to their size, they could more easily hear noises nearby that others couldn't, "We're being followed!"

And the pursuer had them both in his sights.

The infrared view of the mask made the two thermal images of the lombaxe visible, as well as two small cold creatures on their backs. They must be robots or something, because he couldn't see their heat at all. The Yautja activated the shoulder cannon and aimed first at the rebel, who immediately recognized the red dots. "GET AWAY FAST," Rivet pushed Ratchet aside before the plasma passed them both. Up a tall tree, the hunter leapt to the next and continued firing at his prey. "He's acting like a predator," Clank said loudly, beginning to sway heavily as he ran and his best friend took cover, "Predator?"

"We don't have time for this," Rivet tried to reach for her friend before she was pulled away by something. A rope, or rather a tripping hazard, pulled her upwards and she was hanging upside down from the tree. "RIVET", before the orange lombax could do anything, he was kicked against the big tree by a large foot. The invisible thing came at the lombax, who stood up again. Rivet, on the other hand, now began an attempt to free herself from the strange rope that had constricted her ankle as she stared at the hunter. In front of the tree was a small puddle from the recent rain, into which the Predator stepped, disabling its cloaking mechanism. Now Ratchet could also see the masked, muscular Yautja, who approached the lombax with a menacing click, saying casually, "Clank, I wasn't expecting a muscleman with dreadlocks."

The Predator came snarling towards its prey, but Ratchet did not hesitate and struck the hunter's knee with his omni-wrench. There was no reaction, but this enraged the Yautja, who cut off the weapon and grabbed the hero by the neck with his left hand. With full force he rammed his back against the tree and stared more closely at his victim, who tried to free himself from his grip. Clank's face was pressed against the wood, preventing him from uttering an intelligible word, while Ratchet now felt the Predator's right hand groping his fluffy face. He examined his opponent's skull to see what shape it was in and after a close inspection, the young hunter pulled the arm blade from his right arm, ready to decapitate his game.

"HEY YOU!"

The female voice distracted the hunter briefly as he felt a tremendous hammer blow against his face. Rivet had managed to get out of the trap and rammed her weapons against the Yautja's face, who staggered to the side, dropping the male lombax in the process. "Now we're even, Ratchet," the rebel helped the orange one up, who looked her gratefully in the face, but then immediately grabbed his omniwrench again. The two heroes immediately approached their opponent and began to batter him with their weapons. However, the Predator briefly dropped to his knees, grabbed both lombaxes by the neck and lifted them up with a roar. Rivet and Ratchet punched with all their might against the strong arms of the hunter, who only tightened his grip and almost squeezed the air out of their lungs.

Before he could call it a victory, a blaster fired.

The shot grazed past his helmet, causing him to let go of the lombaxes and check his systems with a click. The lombaxes stared at their savior, where it was the red twin. "RUN, COMMANDER! I CARE ABOUT THAT MONSTER," Billie shot at the Predator again, who yelled angrily at the soldier. "BILLIE", but the little red one refused to be talked into reason, "GO...I've got your back!" With heavy hearts, the lombaxes ran off, listening to the red one's scream one last time: "COME HERE, YOU BASTARD!"

The Predator, on the other hand, had enough. His helmet had only been scratched, so that it now looked as if he had a scar. With his plasma cannon he shot through the chest of the Special Force soldier, who immediately put down his blaster. The hole was wide open and blood was also pouring out, but there was no time to scream. The hunter kicked his victim over so that Billie lay on his stomach. Wincing, he tried to get away from the hunter, only to feel his foot against his lower back. Screaming was the only option, before the Predator rammed his fist into his back. In one move, he killed the red twin, but also pulled out his skull and spine. The young hunter shouted triumphantly into the sky, carrying his trophy in his right hand.

The only thing that made him furious was that the two lombaxes had escaped.

Ratchet and Rivet reached another part of the forest, panting and exhaling heavily. "We...got separated," the two had to sit down. Clank and Kit had also sat down on the ground and were going over everything again, "Billie gave his life for us." Silence fell. Once again they lost many of their unit, which caused Ratchet to hang his head on the floor in depression, "...His sacrifice shall not have been in vain! Let's find the others!"

"Alright," the rebel helped him up, but the orange one stopped for a moment, "Wait!" "Yes..." before Rivet could answer, her boyfriend kissed her gently and pulled her close for a moment: "Thank you... for the rescue."

"Oh...someone has to look after you, hotshot," she said sheepishly and the heroes continued to walk through the forest after the brief caress. They were observed again from afar. One of the black parasites was sitting on a roof. It must have escaped from the laboratory only to find hosts. The two lombaxes would certainly be suitable, because he had to bring them to HER alive. The alien hissed briefly before getting down on all fours and following the trail the four heroes were walking along. The creature puffed loudly the closer it got to the lombaxes, but the parasite didn't want to be seen just yet. Unexpectedly, the four friends were chased by the Alien, which they were supposed to neutralize.

What's more, the Predator also started hunting the lombaxes again.