His mind was growing restless, he panned his head around again and again, surveying his surrounds in a frantic movement, looking for a clear interest or folly that might keep his whits about, but there were only fiendly pheromones present, surrounding him, engulfing his senses, for now.


Gaunt coiled over himself in a restained locomotive effort, he lay in patient wait with his Sisters and Brothers, they waited for the movement, the next action, a command. Stretching his inner jaw out, tasting the air around him, Gaunt focused back to FireHunter, pondering over, yet accepting his tactile nature as he curling up on the ground, resting momentarily, faint trails of drool and light secretional resin dripping from his jaws.

He was restless, but not stupid enough to leave without a thought from the Alpha, this was a hunt for utter domination, and ever single move they made would count, to either their own destruction or glorification.

Incredibly bloody, Dark nodded as concrete let him go, Dark was now trying to seal his wound, when he heard gun fire, concrete's attack had drawn their attention and they were firing everywhere, Dark cursed under his breath at concrete's foolish act that had now revealed their position,But Dark realised that he was hallucinating, his wounds and the over excitement was making him delusional, Dark sealed his wound and awaited orders.

Spitting on the ground as he walked ahead of his platoon Peterson stopped to look at the surrounding area, this damn brush was so thick that everything looked the same from one side to the next. "Peterson to APC 14 whats our distance from the crash over?" "according to the readings we have here sir your about half a mile out over" "Understood Peterson out" closing the comm channel he sighed, "Alright gents half mile left lets do this" hearing the distinctive groans of disapprovement from the rest of his marines never pleased Peterson, unlike other officers in the Colonial Marines he hated havnig to make his marines do stupid shit and avoided it as best he could but somethings would never change.



About 15 minutes later Peterson and his Marines were at the large exterior of the crash site. "Alright gents you know what to do, 1st squad with me we're going to the bridge"

FireHunter's lips pulled back in a fiendish grin as its brethren entered the clearing, the little one was getting restless, reaching down, FireHunter lifted Gaunt off the ground, allowing him to wrap around its arm. Hissing and releasing pheromones that signalled a sort of "Move out" action, FireHunter continued towards the crash site, pushing aside trees and flattening the smallest ones, with Gaunt riding on its arm and the others following close behind.

It wasn't too long before the pheromones of the humans became stronger and FireHunter's mouth began to drip with a hunger that only bloodshed could satisfy. It sped up considerably, wanting to get to the humans and the sweet, lingering scent of the Hunters.

War knew better than to allow the frenzied state of Firehunter envelope him, but with the amount of his brethren around him succumbing to it, it was hard to fight off the feeling. What made things worse was that War still had not eaten anything.

Slowly War felt himself let go to the beast that was within. The beast that called for blood. Years of experimentation on him could not quiet this monstrosity down. Since his birth, War knew that there were two sides to him: the intelligent one who likes to watch and observe and the powerful creature wanting to tear apart anything in his way.

War began salivating, the ooze came out thick and slimy. He felt the chemicals that were injected into him long ago entering his limbs making them stronger thus making himself far more powerful. War became the warrior he was always meant to be and more.

As Firehunter smashed through the brush, War sped up and helped him out by smashing everything to his left allowing the horde to spread further apart. Firehunter was indeed his Alpha, superior in every way to a standard Xeno , but War wouldn't allow him to use up all his strength smashing worthless trees.

>>>> .:: 2 HOURS GO BY ::. <<<<

After pacing through the jungle for what seams to be forever Concrete cycles through his vision modes once again... Something pops up in the distance, A life sign. Atleast 2 miles away.

>>>Private comm to Deathdrop and PredatorV2<<<
I have a life sign, Probably human. Ideas? Do we allow the youngbloods to engage? One of them will pick up on it soon
>>> COMM ENDED<<<

"Deathdrop to all points: remain cloaked and keep to the highest branches. Human warrior have ways of detecting us even when cloaked, so move slowly and keep your distance. Report any further activity."

Deathdrop checked his chest to be sure the last specks of blood were gone. Satisfied, he swung into the next tree and zoomed his mask in. There was movement...

a loud and distinctive bleep sounded from one or two of the marines throughout the platoon, "Contact range 100 Meters sir!" spitting on the ground Peterson turned his all hands comm on. "All units be advised we may have survivors but be prepared to engage anything that isnt human regardless if it looks friendly or not!" Several marines throughout the platoon acknowledged Peterson by replying with aye sir or something to that effect.


Reaching the bridge took no less then fifteen minutes tops, the bridge was soaked in blood that made a few of the marines gag and almost puke, this was nothing new for Peterson him and blood went way back to when he was noting more then a simple Private on his first tour with Alpha Draconis. "Alright gents find the black box I want to know what the fuck happened and I want to know now!" He barked at his squad. pulling a corpse off the captains chair he sat down heavily pulling his 8 point cover from his head he ran his fingers through his hair, it had felt like it was a long day already what could possibly go wrong now he thought to himself...

Concrete looked at DD.

.::Private Comm to DD ::.

May i?

.:: Comm ended ::.

Deathdrop nodded. Concrete made his way through the trees and hovered above the human warrior. The marine stood still as he picked up Concrete on his radar. He began to slowly pace the area, Looking up and down the trees looking for some form of life.

Concrete slowly dropped behind the human and took out his maul. The marine suddenly turned around to notice the 8ft yautja towering over him. Concrete began spinning his maul in a flurry of silver blade and fractured flashes of light.

Paralysed my fear the human almost colapsed.

"Y..y...you're....you're an ugly motherfu. . ." Concrete decapitated him swiftly and stabbed the head into his skull belt's spikes.

The scent of the Hunters was even stronger now. Mixed in with the smell of burned flesh, blood, the natural scents of the planet, live humans and dead humans these odors made DarkLioness salivate heavily and hungrily. The thought of possibly tearing into both Humans and Hunters alike made the Xenomorph more and more excited each time her feet hit the ground as she ran.

Dark watched as concrete struck down the marine, he suddenly thought he had pity for him, he dismissed that thought.
"More will come." Dark said. as he looked around for more humans

As Tawganator made his way through the jungle back to the Hive with the unconscious human dragging behind he picked up the scent of his brood coming from up ahead. It was a very strong scent that could only be from FireHunter, the strongest of the Hive and he was not alone. The scent of others from the Hive quickly followed and soon the sound of trees snapping and the commotion of the small jungle creatures fleeing from the deadly Xenos.

As the sounds grew louder Tawganator moved to the side to allow clear passage for his brothers and sisters. Within moments Tawganator could "see" FireHunter and the others.

Super had seen the massacer of the human and he had to say it was different. Super's never hunted humans, but he heard they were not as deadly as a xenomorph. Super cloaked himself and jumped into a tree. Super then decided to jump from tree to tree, scouting the perimeter. Super found two humans, one was standing, the other was sitting on a large rock.

Judging by the their appearence, one was male and the other was female. In Supers oppinion, they wore to much armor, it would slow them down in a attack. The male was making advances at the female, either he was attracted by her or they were already in a romantic stance. Super scanned the female to be sure she wasn't carrying an infant. She wasn't.

"Message to all leaders: I found two humans, do I have permission to engage?"

Cloak. Back to the trees.

"If we were trying to avoid them we wouldn't have come this way would we? Just be quick"

Deathdrop was looking progressively worse. Deathdrop was a former Balatu member. Our rival clan. Concrete knew that if his allegiance was in question it was up to him and PredatorV2 to bring him down. The young bloods would not be strong enough. PredatorV2 was an equal in ability and experience to Deathdrop, Yet PredatorV2 was more the strong and silent type. Concrete had alot of growing to do to become as powerful as these two.

Predatorv2 was perched high in the summit of a large tree, he watched concretehunter easily dispatch the human and place the freshly dismembered skull among the trophies on his belt. Predatorv2 noticed a distortion in the tree ahead of his position, it was a fellow hunter. Predatorv2 swiftly jumped towards the tree in which he noticed the distortion, silently landing right beside, what turned out to be Super, who was rather startled by his newly found companion. Predatorv2 caught a glimpse of what Super had been studying, it was two heavily armored humans. From the body language of their prey, Predatorv2 was positive the human were unaware of his arrival or Super's position.

Without hesitation, Predatorv2 lept down towards the humans. Unsheathing his wristblades in transit, Predatorv2 used the momentum of his fall to slam his wristblades into the male human, slicing the poor creature clean in half from shoulder to hip. Predatorv2 and other human were bathed in red blood from the forceful impact of blades against flesh. The liquid interfered with his cloaking field making him slightly visible towards the other human, as his cloaking devise struggled to keep him fully cloaked. Predatorv2 quickly wrapped his large clawed fingers around the remaining human's throat, he made sure to keep a tight enough grip to keep the human silenced.

The human struggled and kicked against Predatorv2's grasp the expression of pure terror covered the human's face. Predatorv2 slammed his wristblades deep into the chest of the human, till the blades protruded out the opposite side. The human fell silent, as did the rest of the jungle, Predatorv2 quickly gathered his trophies and rejoined his brethren in the trees. Gathering a few damp leafs along the way, to clean the blood from his body.

"this is apc 14 we have 2 confirmed causalties! I say again 2 confirmed down somethings out here request reinforcing over?" a frantic call range through Peterson's ears, spitting on the ground with a slight grin on his face he opened up a comm link between all marines, "gents prepare for combat, all retreat to the apc's they need some firepower!" widening his grin he opened a link to the apc's "APC 14 this is Peterson kill anything thats not human!" a few of the younger marines looked nerviously at each other and slowly made sure their weapons were ready to fire. Walking up to one of the marines Peterson put a reassuring hand on his helmt and said "Don't worry son its going to be a blood bath!" before patting him on the helmet and walking away.

Super was impressed by Predator's kill but it was time super gained a trophy. Super found another human, where armor that wasn't as heavy as the others, but it would still slow him down. Super used his voice mimacry device to lead the human to an empty area. After the human got their super made his move and stabbed the human in the abdomen. Super then lifted the human in the air and ripped his skull out of his body, spine and all.

He would skin the head later. Another human stepped into his area but the human saw him. Super didn't give him a chance to escape, he stabbed the human in the neck and then gave the human a quick death. Super sat down and skined the now dead human and then hung him from a tree.

"No more bloodshed" Concrete let out over the comm. They were drawing too much attention to themselves.

"We've killed enough petty warriors, There is no honor in them. We kill the things that make them shit themselves in then night, Stay close" Concrete said as he began pacing through the trees to start circling the human crash site.

The thought occurred. What if Deathdrop did betray us? What if PredatorV2 could not take him down? PredatorV2 was an elder yes. But Deathdrop was simply stronger. Concrete shuddered at the thought that he would not be strong enough to kill Deathdrop. Only time will tell.

Human warriors. Two ships full of them. As if his day asn't bad enough already, Deathdrop was leading a volatile group into a Xenomorph hunt with two ships full of human warriors running around. Several of their brethren were dead, which meant these humans were aware they were not alone.

Then, the commlink buzzed with noise as several apes screamed, gurgled, and then fell silent.

"Who told anyone to start attacking?!" he hissed over the commlink, unsure whether anyone was listening.

"This is a joint leadership remember? And your Strong and silent bad-ass persona has only come across as Let all the fuckwits piss around in a forest playing big bad hunter So if you don't mind, Get of your ass and stop acting like there is something more important."

Concrete began cycling his vision modes to pick up Xeno activity. They could help level the playing field if they begin contact with the humans.

Concrete began to mumble down the comm to everyone.
"Stay hidden, Allow the Hard meat to come. If you disagree then theirs a place for you in my trophy case.@