The Hunter's Choice Chapter Five: The Arrival
#5 of The Hunter's Choice
Sorry for the long wait I was thinking on how I wanted to do this and if you don't like it then I'm sorry but you don't have to read it, but if you do then by all means please stay with me on this.
The young blood sat in the containment cell awaiting the guards to escort him to the drop pod. He heared he sound of naked feet approaching him however he did not look up.
Suddenly a voice spoke to him it was soft, a whisper to him that said "Nothing is as what it seems. Your eyes have been deceived, I have placed some equipment in your drop pod so that you can have a fighting chance."
The young predator looked up but to no avail he couldn't see the other that was talking to him. He thought maybe he was just imagining it but he had no history of any degrading mental state, this left him puzzled as the ship blasted through space.
He sat there and thought more about what he had heard when two guards appeard in front of the cell as one of them roared "Stand." The young hunter complied and rose slowly.
The cell door opened quickly and restraints were swiftly fastened onto his wrists as he was lead through the ship. He kept his head down, his tendrils covered his shoulders and ran down his back.
The three soon came to the pods as they stepped in front of one the door of it swiped open. The convict was thrown inside of it and the restraints were removed and the door closed leaving only a small glass window to see through.
One of the guards looked through the small window and saw the young predator starring at him, the accused eyes had a flicked of pain, sorrow, anger and vengeance.
The pod dropped and the guard stepped away and walked beside his brotheren as they walked down the ships corridor. The drop pod shook violently as it entered the planets atmosphere.
The young blood held tight as he closed his eyes and braced himself for the landing. Soon enough the jetesend pod hit the grey ground and a blanket of dirt and dust covered the landing area.
Just then a voice played through the pod and as the young hunter listened he heard "Your equipment is in the back compartment behind your seat."
He punched the door of the pod off and ripped out the seat and sure enough there it was a mask, wrist blades, smart disk, plasma launcher and a combi stick. He took all of these gifts and attached the mask and the plasma launcher, the combi stick took its folded place at his lower back, the wrist blades on his right wrist and the smart disk in the holding satchel at his left thigh.
He cycled through the visions of the mask, heat, tech, psychological, and finally the most helpful Xenomorph. As he hit this vision a neon green lit up the area around him.
The slimy secretions the black beings leave behind would be an excellent tracking method. However he vowed to stay true to what he was taught and not attack until threatened first.
He walked a few feet before hearing an uninviting shrill arise from the shadows. He did not draw weapons but he kept his guard looking from side to side and even checking behind him as well.
He reached and area that was littered with bones, he threaded carefully among them as to not to disturb them. Then he reached a stone carved in it was a glyph a Yautja glyph.
The young hunter ran to it looked it over, it was his families glyph, but why was it on this planet? He asked himself, then he noticed a skull and on the crest plate was the same glyph.
This made him wonder more, he was told his family had run off but here was the skull of a male hunter. Then he looked up and saw writing on the stone, he couldn't believe what he was reading.
As he finished reading more crys and shrills surrounded him and the suns were starting to set. He let out a deep breath and readied his weapons and waited for his time to strike.
A xenomorph jumped at him, he caught it and held tight with one hand and remaind weary of it's dreaded tail. He looked at it, it looked devilishly evil with it's slick black boney body.
He growled lightly at his decision for he trusted once before and now he waregrouping he wouldn't regret what he was going to do, he let the xeno free. The xeno landed on all fours and looked at the Yautja curiously.
The young predator let out a sigh and picked up the skull of the previous hunter who had come here. The young one kneeled down and dug a small grave and placed the skull and what bones he could find in it and covered them with dirt. After all his father deserved a proper burial.
The Xeno watched him carefully, it didn't know wether to trust the Yautja or to attack him. However it decided to watch him from the shadows. It saw what he had done to the skull and bones and silently crept to him.
The young hunter paid no attention to the Xeno, he was grieving for his father's death. As more shrills and screeches awakened from the dark voids in the planet. He stood and turned look was surprised to see a Xeno in front of him.
Again he braced himself until he looked over the Xeno once more and saw his families glyph etched into it's shoulder. He didn't know what it meant but it bore his glyph, so perhaps it was a good thing or he could be wrong.
Then out of the darkness rose a large Xeno that leaped towards him, he waited and then with lightning reflexes he armed his smart disk and spun around. The Xeno that had jumped at him was now in two pieces as its acid blood spilled onto the ground.
The young one looked at his hand that held the smart disk and covering his hand was a gauntlet of sone kind that was resistent to the blood of the Xeno. He looked at the Xeno that had been following him and it was still looking at him with no sign of threat.
He scanned the area, nearby was a ship, maybe he could seek refuge. He decide to go for it, he put his smart disk away and headed in the direction of the ship the "friendly" Xeno following behind him.
He reached the ship and heard rustling inside, he dared not go in so he fashioned a small hut out of metal debre from the ship and hooked his mask up to a circut box on the outside of the ship and ran a power scan.
The ship had plenty of spare power and as a result heactivated his cloak and laid back he soon fell asleep. Morning came quickly as he arose he disconnected his mask and laft his small shelter and the "friendly" Xeno was gone.
He heard more movement from within the ship this time he was determined to explore the sound. He made his way through the ship and as he did naturally the noises grew louder and larger. He cycled visions not Xeno, nit anything technologic, then a small thermal mass appeared.
He scanned the mass, five, five and a hundred-twenty pounds. He activated his cloak and ventured closer and there sitting in a corner was a female marine.