Hunting, the only thing that matters at the moment and the only thing that ever matters. The thrill of the hunt, the adrenaline of survival, the battle of skill, the threat of death or glory, and the distinction of who is the prey and who is the predator.
We follow a group of three Yautja, one father and two brothers as they explore a desert planet known for being the graveyard for many unlucky enough to get stranded, the father was a formidable warrior and seasoned while his sons were still finding their preference on the hunting grounds. His eldest had taken greater interest in ranged weapons, the youngest was still learning what weapon resonates best with him so he kept the standard equipment with barely any modifications.
They kept themselves in the tail of the monster, scanning where it used to hunt and where they could prepare an ambush for the monstrosity, observing their target with a plan to kill it in combat. This was all that matters to the Yautja, surviving wasn't enough for a species like them as they needed to be the pinnacle of their hunting abilities as only in the hunt were they truly alive, only hunting were they true to themselves.
So for a Yautja it was an honor to die in combat, the enemy was truly formidable as the Golden Death made justice to its name, even hunting in a party they were hardly able to pierce the golden armor platting of the giant arthropod. The leader of the group had been the most damaged as he fought the monster by himself, his sons assisting from afar with their guns. The younger member had tried helping directly in the fight, he gave an opening to disable the stinger of the massive creature.
Unfortunately that wasn't enough to stop it from gunning after him with the gigantic claw, the group's leader jumped in to save the youngling, holding down the claw to his best capabilities while the others relentlessly attacked. His wounds were too great to heal after the monster was defeated, but he had honor in his demise and that was enough.
As he gave his final breath, a light came into him and his consciousness was brought to a void of colors. A spear unlike any of his species made itself present, the Yautja was unsure if this was the afterlife but what he heard afterwards made a offer he couldn't refuse.
"Would you like to keep hunting? Because there is another world with a vast amount of creatures for you to hunt, to make things more interesting there will be only one type of weapon you may use for the hunt. Do you take my offer?" The spear asked him and the Yautja only smiled at the proposal.
"Oh great heroes, come forth to save our world" a priest chanted as he raised his, the glowing circle he and his fellow looked on for the summoned heroes, three of them were as expected but the spear had a very different silhouette. Which was explained once the light faded and they could see the full thing
It was a humanoid on similar height of a human but two heads bigger than an adult, with arthropod-like mandibles hidden behind a bio-mask and long, hair-like appendages on their heads that are set into the skull that resembles dreadlocks. Grey armor that covers mainly the chest, wrist and lower legs with the waist having a cloth thong of black color with a red belt. The armor had a decorative skull necklace along with different types of small bones strapped around the waist, with what seemed to be a cranium in the center of the belt like it was to show status
Needless to say the people present were scared upon seeing him, the Yautja on the other hand looked at the spear in his hand and proudly proclaimed
"Let the hunt, begin..."
[Author's notes]
Excited for the new predator movie, made this because of it. Would anyone be interested in seeing this as an actual story?
