As the Dropship Soared through the atmostphere Peterson looked to Delta-Boy, "Delta Calm down this is nothing compared to the last few drops ive been in Trust me its going to go fine!" he said reassuringly before a light came n. "Alright Men everybody UP UP UP!!" Peterson yelled out as he grabbed his Pulse Rifle and Slung his second one on his back he pushed the young corporal behind the wheel of the APC out of the seat. "Dropship To Leuitenant Peterson Copy Over?" "Rodger that whats the eta?""Sir time till groud is t-minus 1.5 minutes sir""alright Men 1 minute till we hit the dirt, Dropship clear after we clear the rampi repeat return to High orbit and await further instructions" "Understood Sir Dropship out"



As the dropship started to land Peterson Hit the gas hard and drove offthe Ramp before the dropship even touched the ground! "Hell ya Sir thats how to do it" a couple marines cheered from the back, Smirking to himself Peterson hit the gas harder and less then a minute later the marines were outside the proper entry door. Opening the APC door Peterson was the first one out, "Follow Me" he signaled. Cocking his Pulse Rifle He ordered a Door Breech a few Marines Nodded and Breeched the Door and Peterson proceeded inside. "What in gods name?" he said aloud once the Marines all came inside they all understood. Blood was everywere. Turnign his Thermal Imaging on he insturcted his Marines to do the same.

Lone Hunter looked downon the humans he had just killed, the very thihng he didnt want to do had happend,he had killed honourbale humans and not their rouges as he normally did when he was alone.

as lone hunter and voltage began collecting thier skulls graf went into the building.After lone hunter collected his first skull graf came running back "I have something to tell you both" he said "but we must move on a warrior Xeno is not htat far behind me and wecannot afford anymore delays to our clan meeting".

As the three hunters began to run to the meeting place Graf told LH and Voltage what he saw."nothing that special, said voltage, the hard meat move the eggs if the queen feels that they are in danger and since were here they are in alot of danger!"

as the three hunters approched the quardints sent by SS another warning light flashed on their armpads Lone hunter pressed a button and a 3D image of a human Ship apperead. The humans reinforcements where here at last...

a single dropship was visble descending through the sky. lets get to SS fast voltage said. and all three predators cloacked and ran the final 50 or s0 metres up to the cliff side hill just as the humans dropship landed

FireHunter was now fully grown and could hear noises of battle coming from far away, he crawled out from the cave and began moving stealthily towards the noises of battle, he could soon smell blood and flesh, he broke into a run, gathering momentum, ready to smash into enemies or through a wall, as he could now see a wall rising up before him. Putting on a burst of speed, he broke right through the wall, bits of brick and metal exploding outwards as he hit the wall, he stood there stunned for a few seconds and spotted his first target, a human standing still like a sentinel staring out into space. FireHunter grabbed him and tore him to pieces, then screeched with anguish as no blood or organs poured out, he pummeled the statue in his rage and roared a roar that could cause the most experienced warriors cower in fear. FireHunter sensed other entities entering the room, he swung around to see the new prey enter the room, it was a band of human scouts, he took delight at seeing them standing there, terrified at the 10ft beast standing over a demolished statue. FireHunter charged at them, that's when the scout's terror forced him to open fire, scoring wounds that dripped acid across FireHunter's legs and body, FireHunter was upon them in less than ten seconds and threw one across the room with a brutal back-handed slap across the chest. he lifted another one up and rent him in two, internal organs spilling out in a twin-fountain of blood. the third marine was bitten on the throat with no mercy, and finally, the leader was lifted up and shaken around brutally before being slashed to pieces and discarded like a rotten egg. FireHunter left the room with many holes across his chest and legs, his huge three-toed footprints followed him, a scrap of human flesh hanging from a back spike like a banner.

While action was beginning to quicken its pace inside the facility, teams of Marines charged in, including Peterson.

Outside, the wind breezed the trees back and forth, sawying gently. One thick and tall tree stood more still than the others. Going up the truck you could hear the chattering mandibles of the Wolf again. He whips his head over his shoulder and zooms in on the dropship after the Marines just charged into the building. The Wolf chattered in amusment. Thinking they were so eager to die. The Wolf turns completely over and his Plasma caster swings over his shoulder with the barrel blazing with plasma.

A large bolt hurls straight forward and smashes into the Marine's dropship cockpit. The cockpit exploads with shattered glass, sparks and fire. The leaps out of the tree with a howl. His feet plung into the dirt. The Wolf blasts more and more bolts of plasma into the Dropship's engine. The engines quickly over heat and caught fire but with more bolt hurling into the mess, the engines instantly exploaded.

The ship cracked inhalf with an emensive exploasion. It would be unlikely if no one heard it inside the base. The middle of the ship crumbled to the dirt shredded. The Wolf roared. They're was no way home for the Marines.

Three (no one whose playing) Marines dart out of the facility that were right about to enter with Peter to see the wreckage. The Wolf swings over and runs forward but was cloaked. His hands latch onto a tree branch and his caster blasts another plasma bolt and smashes into the middle Marine's head causing it to expload spraying his comrads with his own blood. The Wolf drop to the ground and clentched his combistick as it extended. He darted it into the air and it spear the second Marine to the building. The other Marine began lighting up the patch of trees with his Pulse Rifle. The Wolf leap over his and ripped his combistick out of the Marine. The last Marine turned around and saw the cloaked Wolf's eyes flash right before his wristblades slashed his face open.

Moments later, three Marines were skinned alive and hanging infront of the facility. The Wolf made it to the rooftop hiding vents to smash through to gain an undetected access to the facility.

Graf was a bit faster than his comrads, but they caught up in the end. He got to the top of the hill and stopped dead in his tracks. It was empty. No one, nothing was there. Why?

"They siad this is the meeting point, right LH?" Graf asked. LH Just nodded, Graf could tell, even through his mask, that the others were in disbelief. "Either this is a ploy by Balatu, or something happened to them." Voltage said solemnly.

Graf flipped open his wrist computer and tapped a few buttons. He sent a distress call to SS, but it wouldn't send. Where could they all be? "I don't theink the other are coming. Our communications are down, and we need to stick together. I know that I am a new member, but I have had enough experience in my life to know that we need to keep in CONSTANT communication with one another, and since we can't do that with our technology, we have to be near one another."

"Fine, but we need to find the other," Voltage told Graf. "I agree," LH added. Graf flipped through his visions, nothing, exept he did he some marines screaming in the distance. "Looks like something got a patrol of marines to the west. We might want to go see what we can find." LH said feverently.

Graf could tell that LH hadn't had much experience with killing humans. It made him uneasy. "Voltage, do you have any acid-proof nets? I used my only one on that last xeno." Just as Graf was asking about this three Xeno warriors broke out of the facility, hot on their heels.

Graf immediately fired his plasma caster at the lead warrior, but it was dodged. He roared and dashed to the side, unknowingly into a patrol of humans... With guns... 'Great' he though.

Waralien lost sight of the hunters he was tracking. After a few attempts at relocating them, he gave it up for sweeping the facility.

Most of the main levels were crawling with marines. These would have to be taken care of soon. The hunters that had come left their mark in a nearby hall that he was sweeping. A single Xeno, crushed to death in a net of some kind. With a shreek, he smashed the scafold above him. It had been awhile since he had this kind of rage.

He went after the humans in the main floors. Crawling on the ceiling going to the upper levels he saw a group of marines running for their lives. He dropped down in front of the frightened marines, teeth bared. They were so shocked a few fell to the floor at the sight of him. But they were more afriad of something else. Waralien turned his attention to what they were running from. A huge bulky mass was coming after them. The marines seem to know what was coming and were fumbling with their guns.

With a quick arm swipe he knocked them to their feet. He was waiting to see what ever was coming to them. As the huge mass appeared before him. He noticed that it was different from anything running around this facility. An enemy?, thought Waralien, No. The smell of the creature was of his hive's scent. He met face to face the face of avpunlimited. The hybrid was enraged at something but calm at the moment. He cocked his head down at the marines. His mouth drooled at the sight of them. *Do as you wish* hissed Waralien to avpunlimited. He climbed back on the wall and left as screams and roars issued out.

Heading onto an outside platform he viewed his surroundings. Several of his partol parties had found prey and chased them into an ambush of marines. He only heard screams and gun fire. He knew his warriors wouldn't try and do something too hazardous, but he worried. Leaping from his perch, Waralien sped off to the area of his warriors.

delta vomited and cleared his throat,he poked around his back-pack and found his gas-mask he quickly put it on and greeted the clean air.he perked up and said to the ell-tee "what the hell happened here" he looked around the theraml imaging on and found different body parts.
SUDDENLY! a crash was heard from outside,delta tried to reach the drop-ship from his mic to see what it was but only static.He said "lietanuet i cant reach the bird!".

Predator428 put up another burst of speed as his death came closer. His entrance into the facility hadn't been as stealthy as he had hoped, a group of xenomorphs had been waiting for prey in the very corridor he had entered into. Predator428 cursed his own stupidity at not scanning the area more carefully, he had been careless. There were atleast twelve of the warriors behind him, to many to last long against. Predator428 took random turns down hallways and stairs, trying to lose his pursuers.

The aliens were close, he could sense the monsters breath on the back of his neck just out of headbite range. His legs were begining to tire, it wouldn't be long before the warriors closed the distance. Predator428 ran to a nearby labratory and took his chance. He leapt with all his strenght and dive-rolled through the hatchway. Predator428 whipped around and aimed his plasma caster towards the door way, he fired.

The energy bolt flew true, impacting the pneumatic cylinder holding the door open. The weight of the immense steal brought the door down on the lead warrior, cutting it in half at the waist. A flood of corrosive acid leaked from the torso, covering the floor and door in the green liquid. Luck was with Predator428 again, the lab had been specificaly desgined to withstand the alien's acidic blood.

The xenomorph, somehow still alive, began to crawl toward its would-be victim. The desire to propigate and serve its Queen still motivated it. Predator428 unhooked his combistick and deployed the spear. With a calculated thrust, he jammed the cerrated blade strait through the skull and on through to the floor. The warrior gave one last shudder and sucumbed to death.

Predator428 ripped out his staff and observed his kill, the ultimate prey. He bent down and pulled out a small device, a handle with two prongs at the end. Predator428 activated the energy cutter and began to cut through the exoskeleton around the neck.
...

Predator428 picked up the now clean skull and slung it across his back. Another trophy to add to his wall. He knew there were many more to come.

Predator428 stood up and observe the area he was in, the room was full of various equipment and what looked like stasis tubes. Looks like the humans had great plans for the aliens, the equipment around him seemed to center on genetic modification. Predator428 walked down the rows of technology until he found an exit, another reinforced hatchway. He hit the release button and waited as the large door lifted out of his path, revealing more of the facility.

Predator428 stepped through the hatchway and switched through his vision modes. He was not about to make the same mistake again. Predator428 heard a piercing scream from the right of the hallway, followed by the unmistakeble sound of an alien. Predator428 sprinted down the corridor, eager for a real battle against a xenomorph. He followed the sounds of fighting to another chamber, this one lined with catwalks high above the floor he stood on. A xenomoprh was directly above him, Waralien.

Predator428 froze, careful not to make any movements that would alert the creature. As quietly as he could, Predator428 crept back into the door way. He pulled out an object from his belt and examined the doorway.
...

Waralien stood above on the catwalks, waiting for unsuspecting prey to venture under him. Waralien heard a fierce roar from bellow, a predator had found him. Predator428 deployed his combistick and bellowed another challenge to the xenomorph. Predator428 ran at Waralien and leapt.

Waralien was at a crossroads. There were two predators charging him. The simplest thing to do was take one out and defend against the other. This was not the case. Both were charging him at the same time. He would need a diversion.

Waralien tore off down a hall way to his right. His pursuers right after him. Since he knew this place pretty well, chance was in his favor. He continued running and lept over an area of the flooring. The first predator who caught sight of him ran right into the trap. Running right over the area he had jumped, the resin and metalic pieces gave way. The predator fell into a swarm of facehuggers. Waralien let out a hiss of gratitued as the roar of the predator began to snuff out. The facehuggers had done their part well...

The other was able to predict his action and lept over the hole. Waralien figured that this one wouldn't be easy to fool. He ran into the room he was headed for.

Waralien burst through the doorway and took refuge within the shadows. Minutes later the predator came through. Panting hard he began to look around. Waralien got a good look at the predator from his location. *predator428* he hissed softly as he moved to a new area of observance. predator428 began looking around aimlessly.

Waralien's trick worked. In the room he and predator428 were in, there were many electrical componets and wiring that would interfear with any scanning equipment. Waralien should know, he escaped using this very same tactic when the scientist were trying to round up the escaped Xenos.

Waralien crawled up above predator428 to get a clear shot at him. But instead of striking now, he began to wedge loose a scaffold.

With a clinging sound predator428 swung around. *Too late* hissed Waralien as the scaffold hit predator428 square in the face. The force sent predator428 flying back into some stacked up crates. Waralien lept down and began to approach predator428.

Private First Class Malus Jay Darkblade, recently re-enlisted in the Alpha Draconis Marine unit, stood beside Delta_Boy, a sigh on his pale lips. He checked his M56 Smartgun to make sure it was fully loaded, functional and linked to his Motion Tracker and Infra-red visor, and grinned.

After that encounter with the Yautja Elder, a battle he'd only survived thanks to humanity's latest cloning and cryo-technology, he had opted for some heavier weapons, deciding that in order to win, he'd have to be able to see the enemy first, and rip them to bits. That meant the M56 Smartgun, and when linked to his Motion Tracker and Infra-Red visor, it was the ultimate weapon for detecting Yautja, since the Infra-red saw right through cloaking, as the Yautja Cloaking system actually generated heat, instead of masking it.

He looked over at Delta Boy, a question already etched on his scarred features. "Shit, mission's barely started and Murphy's already hit us with the FUBAR stick, eh sir?" Malus asked, looking around and watching everything through the Smartguns systems, and his own augmented eyes. He'd lost his originals years ago, long before he'd enlisted in the marines.

He looked at the carnage that was around him without any change of expression. There were only two species capable of this carnage, and he'd seen scenes like this to many times to count, and for a 20 year old, that was no good thing. He walked around the bodies, or what was left of them, and searched them thoroughly.

He paused to wipe the blood off of his uniform, making sure every speck of blood was off. It there was any on his uniform, it'd ruin his Infrared-Treated uniform, and mean he'd be visible to thermal imaging. At least, he'd be more visible than usual.

"Sir." He said, turning to Peterson, to deliver his preliminary report on the corpses. "The blood is still fresh, so whatever happened around here, it wasn't that long ago. I only found a single pistol, a civilian model, so we can safely assume that these guys weren't soldiers. I'd say this is Xenomorph work, but they take thier prey alive. It also is unlikely to be Pred work, either, because of the unarmed nature of the victims, we know they only kill armed prey." He reported in, a confused look on his young, scarred face. "If you ask me, this is the work of humans." He added, with a disgusted shake of his head.

He held his Smartgun at the ready, surveying the area again. He didn't turn his shoulder mounted lamp on, because even though Xenomorphs didn't see VIA light (as far as he knew) and Yautja usually hunted in Thermal imaging, which meant that a light wouldn't make things any worse, but because HUMANS saw with light, and he was starting to think that extraterrestrials weren't their only problem here.

"Perhaps a survivor went insane?" He asked softly, more to himself than any of the others.

He was deeply disturbed by this. Could Weyland-Yutani have unleashed something new? He hoped to god that it wasn't the case.

Through the vents, thermal vision scans two Marines comunicated. The Wolf detects Malus speaking to Peterson. His body heat tensened as he exmained the carnage all around. The Wolf had not seen a Xenomorph just yet but the smell was abundant.

With a sound of metal scrapping against metal, the vent clattered to the ground behind Malus. From above, the cloaked hunter mimiced his words through his bio helmet. "eh sir?"

The Wolf leaped to the ground and flashed his eyes at whoever else was around Malus and let out a terrifying roar.

FireHunter lumbered on down the hall, he had heard many strange noises that meant food and kills. All he could hear now was the scratching of something up in the vents, with a deafening roar he punched through the air vent's floor and pulled out a squirming human, with a crazed look in his eye and rambling on about things that FireHunter didn't understand, so FireHunter decided to show him the carnage of his last few kills. The Hard way, FireHunter pummeled the person on the ground and smashed him against the wall, spattering him with blood and leaving a satisfying dent in the wall. FireHunter howled in pleasure and lumbered off.

The Wolf flashed his eyes once more at the Marines letting them know they were being hunted.

Suddenly from behind, the Wolf sensed a Xenomorph in the hall. He swung his head over (snarling) to scan the what was going on. Through thermal vision, the Wolf picked up what appeared to be a Xenomorph smashing a soilder onto the ground. Before the Wolf went off to strike the Xenomorph, he hurled a bolt of plasma into the ceiling causing rubble to exploaded and knock down the Marines. The room was a mess and the Wolf was already gone.

He quickly turned and snarled. The Wolf plunged his body into the wall smashing through it and knocking the Xenomorph, Firehunter, through the door, and smashed it through another wall. Firehunter's face went face first into a coridoor. The Wolf uncloaked and chattered his mandibles at the Alien. His wristblades clattered out of the gauntlet with an ear shattering clank.

FireHunter shrieked in pain and surprise at this new creature standing before him, he knew to be wary of this one, as it had the strength to knock through a wall and knock him through another one. He howled a challenge and bellowed fiercely at The-Wolf, breaking into a charge, FireHunter stooped low and lifted The-Wolf up by his ankles and, with seemingly no effort, tossed him up into the air. The-Wolf crashed to the ground and growled in surprise at this xenomorph's strength. FireHunter lifted him up again, this time throwing him against the wall, The-Wolf was bruised badly now, getting up painfully, he saw the massive creature charging again, this time he snarled with determination that seemed like a madman's hope, he knew he stood no chance against it unless he took every opportunity to damage it further than he had already done.

Taking a Dip of Chewing tabbaco Peterson replied on his mic"I understand Delta, All Marines listin up we got Preds!" No fucking around now he thought. "Malus you take Five Marines and Head down the south Corridor, Delta you take another five and take the east, Corporal Woods you and five others will stay here(Note Corporal woods=NPC) And i will take three towards the outside crash and we will have a lil bit of fun, That CLear MEN!" Peterson demanded as several Marines hollered out "Sir Yes Sir!" nodding to malus and Delta Peterson took three good soldiers and headed back outside. Once outside Peterson noticed the dead Marines Fleyed and hanging. "God Damnit" he said to no one in particular, "Lets move we can't do anything ut promiss them vengance." He ordered Looking around with his Heat Sensor he signaled for a marine to pull out a motion Tracker, he nodded back in confirmation. "Lets keep going"

Graf pulled off his speargun and fired it at the first enemy coming out of the facility. It punched through the aliens skull, destroying the creature instantly.

Graf heard a crash follew by a roar coming from inside the compund. "LH, Voltage, you guys can take care of the other two, I am going to check on the noise. South corridor."

Graf headed to the left and cloaked at the sight of Peterson's marines. He reloaded his speargun, strapped it onto his shoulder holster, and aimed his plasmacaster towards the roof of the building and opened fire. It imploded and drew the attention of the marines.

Graf aimed his plasma caster at the man closest to him and fired, destroying his innards. Graf went to full speed and struck a marine's head with his wristblades, tearing his skull to pieces. Peterson was the only surviving human after the last one was beheaded by a smartdisk.

"Time for some fun little man," Graf clicked as he stood. It was probably all inaudible to the human anyways. Graf retracted his plasma caster and extended his second wristblade. His speed was unmatched by most predators and he outran every human because of his leg strength.

Graf leaped into the tree neighboring Peterson and pounced...

lone hunter and voltage fired ther plasma casters at the two remaing aliens. voltage's shot hit it mark blasting the alin into pieces. the other alien doged the plasm bolt and charged at LH with increased tenacity.

Lone hunter quickly grabbed and extend his normal acid proof combi-stick and as the alien leapt at him he greeted it with a wack across its head sending it to the side. lone hunter stood to face it ready as it stood up again and hissed at him.

delta had his orders and knew them well,he shouted "my squad,on me nodded to malus and said cya soon".Delta walked caustiously down the hall way pulse rifle at the ready and laser sight on,suddenly he came to a door,he held his hand up in a fist and his squad stopped."ok,people you know the drill open it up,kasey run a bypass and see if u can get this damn door opened".
the marine the bypass said eventually after 4 minutes work "sir, i cant get it" "god damit" delta said well have to go another way round he thought to himself".when
a predator came up behind them de-cloaked and roared at them."Take him down" "fire at will" then suddenly the 5 man marine team opened up on the predator.it dodged and weaved through the bullets go up close and cut through one of the marines blood went everywhere!
He saw delta as the leader and went for him and he grabbed delta and through him hard!,the rest of the marines seeing this with fear of hissing noises closely around frightened them with fear they tried to run but each one was stabbed,sliced, or cut in half.
delta tried to regain conscisoius and fought to get up.when the predator was finished with them (his squad) he came to delta,he engaged his wrist blades but faltered and thought the xenos would hear and see the noise on their phernomess and come and kill him or face-hugger him.The pred simply walked away wondering what beast it was.
After 10 mins delta had the strenght to pick himself up and called into his mic on petersons and malus's channel,"if anyone is listeing or still alive i need asistance my squad is gone" "im not that bad wounded just my shoulder is cut pritty deep and i have no mediacil supplies,if any marine teams are there please head down the east corridor of the facility,delta out".SUDDENLY! he heard hissing and qucikly he mad a dart for his pulse rifle he steadied himself up and hoped he would run into friendlys,he looke at his cross once more and tied around his hand.

Predator428 struggled under the wreckage of the catwalk as Waralien approached. The alien was taking his time, wanting to savor his first fight against a predator. Predator428 saw his combistick a few inches from his right hand, it might as well have been miles. His hand was pinned beneath the heavy steal. Predator428 flexed his arm and pushed with all his strenght as his death came closer. It wouldn't budge.

Waralien had gotten to him, the beast standing just above his head. Predator428 gave more shakes as spittle from Waralien's mouth fell on his head from the alien's gapping mouth. Just a bit closer.

As Waralien thrust his head forward for the kill, Predator428 aimed his plasma caster and fired. But the dammed thing had seen the caster move, Waralien managed to avoid a decapitation. He didn't escape undamaged however. The white hot bolt of energy traveled past his head and burnt off two of his back pipes. Waralien shrieked and rolled to the floor as the scorching plasma left unhealable burns across his back. In his tumble, Waralien had inadvertly loosend the wreckage. Predator428 used all his strength and pushed at the hunk of metal.

The object flew straight at Waralien, pinning him to the opposite wall. Waralien stuggled franticly, trying to free himself and get at his prey. Predator428 scooped up his spear and charged the downed alien. Just as he came in striking range, the now weakened ceiling caved in before Predator428. The chunk of metal had apparently been the only thing holding up the structure. Predator428 was now sealed off from his prey. He roared in rage at the abrupt end to the fight and turned to the exit. Waralien was safe. For now.

(Find me when you are ready for the fight Waralien)

Scarred's pod was the last to hit the surface. From the surface into the atmosphere are large flash emerged from the atmosphere coming closer to the surface. The stasis pod plundered into the surface. In seconds the pod opened and a large monster emerged. It was Scarred Shadow a blooded warrior and sub leader of the Hunter's Moon clan. The warrior reached for a mask and gently placed a scarred helmet, with tribal designs engraved into it and acid burns from previous hunts. Scarred then reached for a large double sided cerrated blade and a few shurikens. Scarred exited his pod and looked around at his surroundings. He had a feeling and he knew it was wrong, he was late. The other hunters of his clan had already began to hunt down the xenomorphs. Scarre switched to infrared to see if he can sense any life forms, he frowned in dissapointment. He waited a moment and found a signal on his infrared and began to make his way toward that signal. Scarred heard large blasts and screeched he then began to think about his clan brethren. Lone Hunter and Voltage. He peeked around a corner and found two brethren fighting off aliens. Scarrred extended his wristblades and pulled out his glaive and let out a loud roar.