Gaunt,
Xenomorph,
12 years ago
His left arm gone, skull smashed, tail sliced and heavy bleeding, Gaunt had seen better days.
Ahhhhhhh... 'I've had worse'.
Crashing to the ground Gaunt was met by a fury of spear traps, fire rained upwards around them, the odds of his survival looked impossible, as usual.
Grabbing onto the nearest spear with his right arm Gaunt swung himself upwards, as he dodged and swung he could see that the room was fairly solid, but it was only made of stone.
That made him grin.
Flipping himself sideways and off the ground he landed next to a flame vent which on the west wall, its blue flame burned constantly. Obviously it was intended that anything in this room would die, if it was Human sized.
Using the stump of his tail for support Gaunt valted himself up and along the wall, edging his way around the flames and to the now sealed enterance. As he arrived to the great stone door he gripped his claw into the stone, tight and good.
His acid blood had already sealed his wounds, now he'd have to bleed again. Raising the stump of his tail underneath himself and towards his mouth he bit it open. Acidic, green blood splattered all over the stone door and started to eat away at it, steam and smoke rising as it did.
Seconds later Gaunt dropped down into the messy hole that had burned through the door, landing back outside. He could see the Hunter, checking his wrist comp, trying to tell what was happening inside the room.
It was oblivious to Gaunts presence.
Rushing forwards without hesitation Gaunt sliced at the Hunters legs while it was unaware, biting and clawing with terrific speed.
The Hunter keeled backwards, in responce to the shock and the sudden outburst of pain that now ran through its body, its legs were badly shredded.
The Hunter raised its head to see its attacker. As it did it saw Gaunt sliding up onto its lower abdomen, staring back at him blankly as he moved. As the Hunter drew its wristblades Gaunt sprung forwards at the Hunters right arm, sinking his teeth into its flesh and muscle.
As he pulled out and devoured the contents of his mouth, green luminous blood lapping around his face, the Predator howled in pain. It was bleeding badly, its legs were shredded and it had a chunck of its arm missing. But Gaunt still had one more thing to do.
'Damb ... Comp'.
He had attacked the right arm because that was where the Hunters wrist computer was located. This Preds technological prowess had been too much trouble. Turning his body slightly, to face that dambed device, Gaunt raised his claw and slashed through the Predators wrist comp, sending sparks flying as it short circuited.
'Now ... '.