*In a small vessel, out in space, a young duo set out to investigate what had happened to the Marines who were sent to LB426.*
Tyrone: *looks ard the desolate area, armed with his plasma gun* God, would u look at this plc?
Allen: *gets his pulse rifle locked and loaded* It's ancient, what do you expect? Prepare for docking
Tyrone: *nods, double chking the gear on him before joining his friend*
*The ship docks and the doors open. Allen gets a motion detector ready*
Tyrone: *double-chking their communicators n walked alongside his friend* Woah *looks ard* This looks evn worse than frm the outside
Allen: *checks the walls* This is unreal. *checks the detector, no movement so far, besides themselves*
Tyrone: *flinched at a couple of wires tht fizzed, crackle n popped, n watched his step wen there were random potholes ard*
Allen: What the hell...*he kneels to look over the holes*
Tyrone: *knelt beside him* See anything, Al?
Allen: These holes...they weren't cut...look at the grating. It's melted. Cmon *as he walks, he checks his detector* Shit. Ty! We got movement
Tyrone: *followed behind him, wondering abt the melted pothole wen he came in alert with Allen's warning* Fuck, where? *activated his plasma gun*
Allen: *checks it* 10 meters north. My north
Tyrone: *aimed his gun at tht direction, ready to fire at anything threatening*
Allen: *hissing can be heard* What is that noise
Tyrone: I have no fucking idea, bt I'm gonna bloody shoot it dwn if it comes anywhere near me
Allen: *looks again at the tracker* wait, it's gone
Tyrone: *looked ard warily* Wht the hell is going on here?
*Unknown them, an invisible being is watching them from the shadows*
*both of them reached the area where it was rumoured tht Ripley fell to her death*
Tyrone: Woah, would u look at tht? *pointed at the hardened concrete where the boiling pit fire used to be*
Allen: *kneels down* yea...*he had a feeling of sadness overcome him, kneeling down*
Tyrone: *knelt beside him* Yo, Al. U alright?
Allen: *shakes his head* Yea, I'm alright. IT's just that...my mom told me about her. She was on a tanker ship called the Nostromo.
Tyrone: Who? U mean Ripley?
Allen: Yea. *opens a locket* My mom...was her daughter
Tyrone: O_O Th...Tht's impossible! The Ripley I knw is barely evn in her 30s...Oh wait... *facepalms* Space Travel 101: Time passes slower in space than on Earth
Allen: Not to mention, we've been in cryosleep for a long time. My mom died of old age...
Tyrone: Sorry, man. *patted his bk* I wish I could say I understand bt u knw me, orphan boy growing up in the streets n all
Allen: *hears hissing...but different* What? *turns around*
Tyrone: *turns ard as well, his gun at the ready*
Allen: *looks at the tracker* Shit...they're coming in and fast
Tyrone: *sees teh tracker* Holy crap! Wht are those crap?
Allen: I don't want to find out, let's move!
Tyrone: *made a run for it along with Allen*
*frm a distance, hissing n scrawling was heard with heavy footsteps*
Allen: Move! Move!
*the things chasing them came into view, revealing huge, drooling humanoid aliens tht looked almost skeletal in nature except their heads, which was long n shiny black*
Allen: *turns and fires a grenade at them, hoping to slow them down*
*some hit them bt they were still keeping up the pace*
Tyrone: *blindly shooting at them as he ran* WTF r those things, man?!
Allen: Xenomorph. Grandma fought them till she died.
Tyrone: Holy shit, there's one on top!! *shot at it n some of the alien blood got onto his gear, burning a hole* Fuck, fuck, fuck!! *tears his gear off*
Allen: Careful! cmon! *They ran until they found a room to be safe in and close the doors. He uses a welder to close it*
Tyrone: *pushed something heavy against the door for extra measure* Shit! Wht the hell is going on?!
Allen: Seems they made a nest around here
Tyrone: Damn, man! Wht have we gotten ourselves into? This is crazy! This was supposed to be a scouting mission!
Allen: It is! This was unexpected
Tyrone: Do u think they knw something we dont?
Allen: If so...they're probably using us to collect data
Tyrone: Fuck! *grabs a random item n threw it* FUCK!!
Allen: *hears the same sound from earlier* I have the feeling we're being watched
Tyrone: Wht now? *arms his gun* More of those aliens?
Allen: *checks the motion detector* they went off.
Tyrone: God, why did I evn agree to take this mission? *leans against the wall* This is insane
Allen: We gotta get back to the ship
Tyrone: Yeah, I knw, if we can make it there *backed away a little, looking ard to look for an exit wen he bumped against something fleshy n suddenly was being headlock by an invisible arm*
Allen: Ty!! What is it?!
Tyrone: *couldnt talk bcoz his neck was being held by the strong invisible arm*
*his captor soon materialized to reveal a huge, bulky man with long dreads n a metallic mask across his face, with his arm across Tyrone's neck*
Allen: What the hell! *as he draws his gun, an Alien pops from the roof and lands on the Predator*
Predator: *groaned a little as the Alien dropped on him, n they both engaged in a brawl*
Tyrone: *coughed, gasping for breath as he quickly crawled towards Allen*
Allen: *can't help but watch the predator fight the alien*
Alien: *snaps its tounge-mouth at the predator*
Predator: *growled as he tried to keep the tongue-mouth away frm him, then manages to push him off, throwing him against the wall*
Tyrone: W...Wht the fuck...??
*Unknowingly, another alien is behind the Predator*
Allen: Look out! *Fires at the alien behind the predator, allowing the predator to fight the one he had his eyes on
Predator: *saw it n was surprised, distracted for a minute while the Alien he was fighting regained composure n was abt to charge at him*
Tyrone: Oi! Keep ur eyes on the fight, moron! *shot at the alien to slow it dwn*
Predator: *regain composure n got bk to the fight, flexing out his spear n jabbed it deep into the alien's mouth n thru its skull*
Allen: *pants from the adrineline rush*
Predator: *twisted his spear for good measure, making sure the thing is dead before pulling out, then turns to the duo n walked towards them*
Tyrone: Hey! Hey, dont come close, u asshole! *prepares to shoot him*
Allen: *lowers his gun* Ty, lower your gun. Drop it, Ty! He's not gonna hurt us
Tyrone: *reluctantly lowers his gun, eyeing the Predator warily*
Predator: *stares at the duo, first taking Tyrone's chin n inspecting him, turning the head left n right, before repeating the same with Allen, then snorted n lets them go, walking away*
Allen: Wait...you're after them, aren't you?
Tyrone: Oi, Al! Wht the fuck r u doing?
Predator: *turned to look at him for a while before ignoring, walking away*
Allen: what's the saying...The enemy of my enemy is my friend~
Tyrone: Wht r u thinking?
Allen: We need to help him, that's what
Tyrone: Tht bugger tried to kill me! We're already running away frm an alien n u wanna be buddies with ANOTHER alien??
Allen: He's different. I can tell *goes up to the Predator* Are you a hunter?
Predator: *growled at him, as if telling him to mind his own business before shoving him*
Tyrone: Friendly, arent we? *sarcasm*
Allen: We helped you...That one from behind almost got you. Please, let us help
Predator: *growled at them before staring them dwn, then he turned bk n knelt before the 2 alien bodies n carved their heads off n took their arm, fitting the skull into their arm*
Tyrone: Wht the... *his arm fitted with the skull* Wht the heck are u doing?
Predator: *points at the hissing puddle tht was made by the aliens' blood*
Allen: The xeno bodies are acid proof. He's giving us shields
Predator: *nods n walked ahead of them*
Tyrone: Oi! Would it kill u to wait? Geez *followed behind him*
Allen: *walks to catch with the Predator. He looks at him from head to toe, examining the huge being's weaponry and attire
Tyrone: *whispers to Allen* Dang, do u see his stuff? Spears, discs, daggers, n a gun gear on his shoulders...He's like a fucking tribal warrior or somethin'
Allen: I think he is. From his size, he's a pro.
Tyrone: Gotta admit. He's all muscles n not a single fat on his body. Only person I knw who has tht body would be our gym master
Allen: *hears beeping on his tracker* They're coming
Tyrone: Shit, here we go *armed his plasma gun*
Predator: *hears them n prepared his spears n discs*
Allen: *raises his gun*
*The xenomorphs start charging in*
Allen: go! *fires at them*
Tyrone: *fires as well*
Predator: *jumps skillfully n stabbed n threw the discs at the aliens, while he activated his gear on his shoulders to blast them*
Allen: *charges head on into the clearing*
Tyrone: My god! *shooting at them* Wht are they, fucking rabbits?? They keep popping up!
Allen: there's gotta be a queen nearby! Cmon!
Tyrone: Yo! Brawn without brains! Ya knw where a Queen might be??
Predator: *throws a disc at an alien n nodded*
Allen: Lead the way! We'll cover you!
Tyrone: *rolls his eyes* The guys bk home r NOT gonna believe this! *ran ard protecting himself using the skull shield frm the acid as he continued shooting*
Predator: *led the way, blasting the aliens as he went, n clicked something on his wrist for detection before he gestured him to follow him dwn a sloping shaft*
Allen: *nods and jumps down*
Tyrone: *followed aftr, closing the shaft door just in time before an alien could grab them*
Allen: AAH!! *they land in something soft
Predator: *hold a finger up, telling them to be quiet*
Tyrone: *landed as well, n found out tht it was like a layer of soft goo n they were surrounded by eggs, n ahead of them was something they would nvr have imagined*
Allen: *mouths: Oh shit* *He looks around till he see the huge Queen*
Tyrone: *whispered* Tht is one ugly mother fucker~
Predator: *tread lightly ard the eggs, looking at the walls where there were other bodies trapped in goo, their chests already burst*
Tyrone: *hissed* Fuck! Tht's the others who were sent for scouting mission!
Allen: Ssshh! They might be watching us
Tyrone: *covered his mouth n walked on*
Predator: *was walking ard, taking out things frm his pouch n clicking onto them n dropping them on random plcs*
Allen: *looks to the predator* mines?
Predator: *shook his head n dropped the rest of the loads under the Queen, then clicks on a few buttons on the gadget on his wrists then gestured them to run*
Tyrone: I think he just set a dozen time bombs loose *ran aftr him*
Allen: *starts to run like mad*
Predator: *led them out an exit tht led to the docking area where the guys had docked n pushed them behind some crates, taking cover*
Allen: *gets into a huddled position
Tyrone: *followed suite*
*a loud explosion occured, making the whole plc shake like there was an earthquake, n they thought they could hear the high-pitched shriek of the Queen*
Allen: Hell ya!
Tyrone: Wohoo~!!
Predator: *waited till the tremors subsided n clicked at the detectors to see if there were anything left, n showing none*
Allen: *checks the detectors* nothing
Tyrone: God, tht was fucking crazy~! U sure there aint anymore of those? Coz I swear if I see another one...
Allen: We'll blow it to hell! *looks up to the Predator* So, what now?
Predator: *look at the two n slowly pulled off all the tubes off his mask, making a hissing sound as it came off n took off his mask, revealing his face*
Tyrone: O_O Holy fuck!!
Allen: *just stands there, amazed* wow. Thank you.
Predator: *hissed at them, his mandibles spreading, then looked them ovr before taking out a piece of the alien's tail n showed the hunter symbol he had on his forehead n gestured to them*
Tyrone: Wht does he want?
Allen: *thinks it it out* He wants to put the hunter's mark on us.
Tyrone: Wha...? Wht for?
Allen: CAuse we showed courage, helping him fight those aliens *stands up straight, and looks up at his new ally*
Predator: *nodded n brought the tail close to Allen's exposed shoulder frm his torn sleeve frm the fight n drew the hunter's mark on him using the acidic blood of the alien's tail, then was abt to do the same with Tyrone wen he backed away*
Tyrone: Oh no, u dont. Not on my shoulder. Last thing I want is ppl seeing it *turns ard n pulled up his long hair to show the back of his neck* Right here
Allen: *winces a bit, feeling the acid burn his skin as the Predator drew the mark. He looks down at it, knowing it will be something he'll remember in the future*
Tyrone: *hissed in pain as the Predator drew the mark on the bk of his neck, knwing tht it will forever be a reminder of the nightmarish adventure he went thru on this so-called "scouting mission"
Predator: *nodded n walked away, leaving them as he made his way to an empty space, clicking a few buttons n making a huge spaceship materialize*
Allen: *waves to him* So long!
Tyrone: *just watched him leave quietly, massaging the bk of his neck*
Allen: Cmon, let's head back to the ship *pats his friend on the back as they head back*
*Unknown to them, a small spider-like creature is following them
Tyrone: A'ight *followed behind Allen bk into the ship*
*the facehugger follows them and then, at the right moment, pounces on Tyrone's face*
Allen: Tyrone!!!
Tyrone: *muffled scream as he struggled to get the thing off, he pulled n struggled, feeling something slipping dwn his throat n something warm trickling in, bt preventing him frm having a gag reflex, continues to struggle as he fell on the floor*
Allen: *tries to get the facehugger off of his friend* HUNTER!!! HUNTER!!!
*Allen's screams of help echo through the ship, hoping the Predator can hear them
Predator: *hears the screams n stopped his craft, turned ard n went to see Tyrone with the facehugger. Growled n stomped quickly towards them n with one hand, ripped the facehugger off Tyrone's face, threw it to the ground n stabbed it with his spear*
Tyrone: *coughed n gasped for breath, curled in a fetal position* Fuck! *cough cough* FUCK!!
Allen: What the hell was that thing?! I thought we got them all!
Predator: *picks Tyrone up by the collar n scanned through his body to see tht the facehugger had already laid an egg into him, brandished out his spear n prepared to stab Tyrone with it*
Allen: Whoa whoa! What are you doing?! He's okay! What are you doing
Tyrone: The fuck?? Let go of me!! Wht the fuck are u doing?!
Predator: *growled at Allen, pointing at the facehugger, then points at Tyrone's gut, doing it a few times, hoping he got the msg*
Allen: That little thing put something inside Tyrone? Are you sure?
Predator: *nods as he aimed the spear again at Tyrone*
Tyrone: Fuck! Stop doing tht! I dont wanna die!! Al, do something!!
Allen: Can we get it out of him? Without killing him?! *grabs the predator's arm, hoping to make him stop*
Predator: *scans through again n noticed something different abt this egg. it was not like any other eggs he had encountered. it was not developing like the chestbursters he knew. Slowly lowered his spear n put Tyrone dwn*
Tyrone: Fuck! Fuck you, man! First u wanna make friends with us, now u wanna kill us! Make up ur mind, bastard!
Allen: *he sighs with relief, but goes to Tyrone* Dude, you got one inside you! That's why he was gonna kill you! We gotta find a way to get it out
Tyrone: Wht? F-Fucking thing's inside me?! Fuck!! This is not happening~!!
Allen: Dude...look! *points to his friend's stomach*
Tyrone: *looks dwn to see tht he was growing a baby bump* Wht...Wht the fuck is this?!
Predator: *stares at him knowingly*
Allen: Fuck! What are we gonna do? *looks up the Predator*
Predator: *was abt to respond wen suddenly he was hit with huge tasers onto his arms n neck n shocked into unconsciousness to the ground with high voltages*
Allen: Hunter! *Goes to him and shakes him* Hunter! *looks up to see who shocked him
*they were army men who worked for the Wayland Enterprise, docking n coming out of huge company crafts, surrounding the Predator. One of them jerked his head n immediately carried the confused n struggling Tyrone, stuffing him into a big black body bag n zipping him up while they restrained Allen*
Allen: Let me go! *Tries to get free to help his friends until he gets hit with a tranquilzer*
*the army men then put Allen in cuffs n dragged him into their craft, ordering someone to man the duo's ship, pulling a connector to connect it with the Predator's ship while they stuffed Preds in another body bag n needed 6 ppl to carry him to their craft coz of his size*
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