LostMan,
Yautja,
11 years ago
A white, sticky liquid drips onto a Xenomorph. Curious, it looks up, too late to see a Predator hanging from vines in a tree above it. The Predator leaps onto the Alien, it's force pining it to the ground. The Xenomorph thrashes it's tail around screeching: perhaps a battle cry, perhaps a scream of pain. The Predator enjoys his prey's suffering, and uses his Wristblades to cut off it's tail. The Alien screams, writhes, and struggles to get into an attack position, but it's too late: the last thing it sees is the Predator's blades screaming towards it in the night.
The Predator has finished cleaning it's kill: the tail would make a fine trophy. He hears the sound of an opponent's ship, and before he has time to ready his weapons, a Predalien bursts into the clearing!