Faced with an angry Predator, Drenton hissed, and bolted. Cory's roars of "COME BACK HER COWARD!" trailing after him.

Drenton had decided to go find Crow, as he had been missing for a while. Drenton tore back to were he had last seen his comrad, and 'looked' around. Drenton saw several two clawed foot prints, leading away from him. Angry that Crow hadn't obeyed him, he followed them, and came across a small cave.

Two shadowy forms were slump inside it and one of them was...

Crow

A pang of sadness twinged at his every muscle as he walked over, and gently muzzled him.

Nothing. No response, no happy hiss, no claws playfully scratching his head.

His sleek, gracfull body lay still, blood trickling down from his many wounds.

Crow was dead. He looked around, and saw a dead Predator. He hissed in anger, and then realised that younge Crow had killed it. He had not died in vain.

Donut was so startled when Drenton had managed to run to her without alerting her, she cut his head with her razor sharp claws. Drenton screeched in pain, as small drops of his blood landed on the ground.

Donut looked at, wondering were Crow was, and Drenton looked back at the direction of the cave.

Two minutes later, a wail pure anguish sounded and then, a roar of blind fury, and hatred sounded from the cave

This battle had taken its first two casulties. One was experianced in battle, the other was in-experierced at fighting Predators. Both dead.

Drenton would have his revenge. For the Hive, for the Queen.

For Crow.

Moving through the nite like silent death, the deadly rogue hunter continued to follow the sounds of what faintly resembled....battle. Something Shadowblade lived for.

After half a year on this god forsaken planet, no-one could take away the fact that this 'elder' yuatja was an elite of his race, a true warrior in the most adverse situations, and here, on this planet, he stared death in the face, and was still standing tall.

Without his minions - topslice and quickslash, The leader of the shadowclan had no other choice but to tread carefully, it had gotten him this far, thinking ahead had saved him many a time. But now, time was something that was running out. The hunter was running out of supplies, supplies that possibly lay in the region ahead, where the battles will ensue, and the blood will spill......

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His bold red eyes almost burnt the night sky as he reached a crossroads, a small jagged hill housed something at the very bottom, something shadowblade would've warmly welcomed eons ago.

Crawling at the bottom of the hill was another predator. he bore the mark of the famed Balatu clan - once led by the mighty warrior - K20a2, An elder that Shadowblade was very familular with. If this was the case, then perhaps the 'gods of death' had made it onto this rock.

The predator below was Navyspaz, and he was hurt bad. Shadowblade ground his mandibles together, and let out a muffled growl. Before his 'change' he would've helped this wounded hunter. But things were alot different now.

His clawed foot crunched down onto the hillside as he made his decent, clicking sounds coming from his bared teeth, there was no honour is this hunter, that part of him died years ago, and now, Navyspaz was about to find out, first hand, just how rogue Shadowblade was.......

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As the dark elder slowly stalked closer to his 'would be' victim, he bagan to realise there was no longer life in this warrior. The rogue cocked his head to one side and notably growled when he saw the puncture wound that had pierced navyspaz' head. A few yards away lay the culprit - a xenomorph.

Figures. The hard meat destroy everything. Like a virus, they spread and cause chaos and destruction wherever they tread. A trait Shadowblade happlily identified with. In some ways, the rogue yuatja admired the xenomorph race for their hostility and lack of concsience. As he walked back over to Navyspaz he knelt to take his battered combi stick, it would come in handy. With one last growl, Shadowblade looked down at Navyspaz, a look of distain. Honour was for the weak - with that, he slammed the combi stick straight through the fallen hunters chest and tore out his heart.

Shadowblade strapped the trophy to his belt and started off to the south, he could almost smell the 'gods of death' it was time to pay them a visit.....


i can smell your fear.

Crow's body slumped off of Navy's, his inner jaw slipping out of the dead yautja's skull. He could feel his pulse slow, the throbbing pain from his wounds growing distant, the world around him becoming dimmer...

Flesh had been torn, blood had been spilt, but at the cost of his own life...

For the queen. For the hive.

As two marines walked by more like running to the shade one of them callled out holy christ look barti those xenos are fighting we have orders the one known as bartie exclaim screw orders the more older stronger marine said i am gona try and break this up they look like females maby if we help them they wont kill us(this is for u donut idk wut u want these marines todo but i will have them intervene) as the small group of marines ran out guns ablaze shooting randomly jumping into shade they firedat donut and isjeing attempting to break this fight up the one known as bartie decided to run instead back to base as he made his way through the door he wwent straight to vasquez..


mam the rest of delta is intervining with a xeno fight i dont no what tjhey are thinking but darylec was responsable for it.. vasquez said in a painful reply alright leave them if they survive then they will suffer consiquences if not welll than we lost 4 good marines for nothing.......


as the 4 marines fired at the two xenos one of them starred at them for a breif second darylc thought he saw somthing in her it looked like she was trying to say help me no more fightin but this just pasted him helaunched a gernade out of his pulse rifle scaring the two fighting xenos away to a new are to fight he ran after them stupidly but he ran after them the other following him.......



(this is for u donut my freind so i dont know how u want them to act or not)

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A sharp, horrid feeling of pain shot through donut as the females needle like teeth pierced her chitin, the female violently shook Donut around, acid blood squirting from the incisions. The world was twirling for poor Donut, she felt petrified, unable to move her limbs as she was being brutaly thrown around, the stench of female horomones flooded her senses, at last it struck her, the scent of this female was that of iseijin, a high ranked xenomorph of the hive...and also one of her companions, but Donut could not blame Iseijin for her aggression, after all, Iseijin was not the only one who was determined to become the next queen.

Suddenly Donut was thrown to the ground, and before her stood Iseijin, her lips rolled up and quivering, her teeth bare constantly dripping with saliva, it almost saddened donut, that she might have to put an end to her friends life...or herself be slain.

Donut jumped to her feet and faced her opponent, her body thumping with pain. Donut met iseijins stance, a low irritated growl released itself from her lips, if her fate was sealed and she was to fall, she would go down with a fight.

It was on.

Donut lunged at Iseijin, acid still drizzling from her wounds, she collided with her and fell to the floor. Both xenomorphs were frantically clawing each other, dirt particles flying into the air conjuring a cloud of dust so thick that if looked upon by the human eye, the two xenomorphs would be completely unseen. With a bolt of strength, donut was thrown off of iseijin and smacked into the wall, a small screech slipped from her mouth upon impact. Quickly Iseijin was on her feet and ready to continue the fight, and as was donut. They glanced at each other for perhaps 2 seconds, but it seemed like an eternity to donut, for every droplet of acid that fell from their bodies, their anger would grow.

Apparently Iseijin would have no time wasted, she pierced Donuts chest with her tail and twisted its blade making a disturbing crunching sound, Donut was pinned to the wall and soaked in acid, her saphire blue chitin was now the color of vomit, she cried out with monsterous hisses, Iseijin only watched with a grin on her face, as if she was enjoying this.

Fortunatly for Donut, Iseijin had let down her guard thinking the fight was over, but no, it had only begun. Donut countered with her two tails, violently swishing in the air and coming down upon Iseijins own. Donut dug deep into iseijins tail, her(donuts) blades cutting through iseijin, with rage and suprise iseijin yowled and dug her mangled tail further into donut, but this only made it easier to cut. Quickly donut was set free as the tail that penetrated her was cut into two pieces, Iseijin screached and backed a few inches away, her tail flying through the air flinging acid in all directions, this gave donut enough time to pull the tail from her body and perhaps even make a fatal blow. Donut quickly balanced herself and focused on her opponent...

(and i have an idea, how both of us can come out of this fight alive ;3 you see, in earlier posts marines were walking past myes? well, this fight is surely to go on noticed :U so maybe before one of us rips the other apart, marines could indeed interviene(sp?) however, this is up to you :3)


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The end of this fight
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Navy was blind, he knew this was going to end somehow, and very soon. Navy thrashed his wristblades around, and kept getting hit in unaware places. Navy roared in the darkness, maybe even facing the entirely wrong direction. He had no clue.

Navy growled then heard a loud screech from above. Crow fell atop of him, throwing him to the ground. Navy jumped up and slashed his wristblades behind him, where the screeching could be heard, and felt a horrible burning sensation flood into his hands. His knuckles and wristlbades were dissolving slowly, since they were slightly acid-proof.

Navyspaz backed up quickly, knowing it was in front of him, breathing heavily from the acid puncturing his chest and the seemingly endless fighting. Kneeling down, Navy found a broken shuriken, the remains of the one he had used earlier in the fight. He reached for it, then threw it towards the noise and heard the weapon slam into hard rock.

Listening for any sort of sound, Navy was suddenly struck in the face with incredible force, blowing him against the ground and slamming his head into the wall. He no longer had the energy to throw off the xenomorph pinning him down. Navy had to react quickly, using the only weapon he had, which was wristblades. Navyspaz felt something slam into his stomach, which was no longer protected by his discarded armor. Navy roared in pain as he felt acidic blood bore into his stomach and heard a victorious screech from Crow.

Panting, Navy knew this was it. Forcing his left arm free from Crow's clawed grip, Navy did not hesitate to slam the blunt end of his wristblade into the xenomorph's face. Crow jumped up and screeched horribly, but Navy had no energy to get up: he was too badly injured. Navy roared one last time before the xenomorph leapt back onto Navy and opened his fanged maw, leaving Navy to stare at its inner jaw...

With one last burst of strength, Navy pulled his arm back for one final blow. Using every last ounce of energy, Navy forced his dissolving wristblades into the side of Crow's head just as the xenomorph's inner jaw punched through his own skull...



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as vasquez leaned up ageinst a post when all of the sudden a motion tracker went off mam we got incomming a marine yelled alright she said kilo sqaud go in first brove team take flanking postions fire team kilo proceed romeo squad cover those teams a**s comms on at all times gamma and beta squads take to door brech defese gogogogogogogogogo. as those teams moved out vasquez came on speakerphone alright we have motion at this ponit in time one all are code red maximum proirity that means if it comes to this and all of us die i want u all to pick up a gun and open fire on these basterds. turns speaker off. alright john and parker ur with me i hope to god that we dont have any casualties.

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Letting loose a single loud hiss, Crow continued to hold his body low to the ground, allowing the smoke rising from the fast-melting soil beneath his stomach to swirl about his crippled body. This one would pay dearly for what it had done to him.

Falling silent, Crow continued to keep his distance from his foe, slowly circling Navy as the blood seething from his injuries fell to the earth below, sending up plumes of smoke to accompany the sound of boiling stone.

However, as Crow continued to move, he noticed something...peculiar.

While Crow continued to encircle Navy and his blood spilled to the earth, Navys movements became sudden, cautious, wary....confused. No longer did the yautja look dead at the xenomorph, but rather his gaze ed about in confusion as the soil continued to cool and the air filled with smoke and dust. His stance shifted to one of unease, poised to defend from an attack which may never come. It quickly became obvious to Crow: Navy could no longer see him.

Silently flicking his injured tail over his head, Crow watched with deadly curiousity as the acidic blood splashed onto Navy's wristblade and waist, forcing the warrior to drop his combistick in an attempt to wipe the corrosive fluid from his torso and remove his weapon before the melting metal fused with his flesh.

Crow seized his chance. As Navy struggled to remove his wristblade, the xenomorph silently leapt forward, bending his legs before his body as he soared toward his foe.

Crow slammed into Navy with all four legs, his talons sinking deep into the yautja's left arm before pushing off from his adversary.

Navy, his legs already weakened by Crow's acidic blood, had been caught completely off guard. Thrust off-balance by Crow's pounce, the xenomorph's powerful push had not only forced the predator off of his feet, but had slammed him into a nearby boulder with enough force that the sound of splintering bone rang out across the wreckage.

Crow landed, once again, on all four legs. However, he was no fool. Leaping back a second time to distance himself from his foe, Crow's lips curled with sadistic glee as the yautja screamed in pain.

Rising to his feet, Navy uneasily swayed as his right arm hung limp at his side. His eyes flitted about in the darkness, unable to see the xenomorph only a few yards away. He was fighting blind against a foe who needed no light to see...

Stalker stared down this new threat. He had no time for pleasantries, he knew that his clanmates needed him, he would have to end this quickly. Stalkers knuckles cracked as he charged the drooling beast, slamming into it with tremendous force, he smashed krauser against a nearby rock face, crushing his body against the solid stone with his bare hands. Krauser began to wildly thrash back & forth in a feeble attempt to escape from the hunters deadly grip. Stalker was not in the mood to play around, he had urgent matters to attend to, & this creature was not going to get in his way.

Krauser desperately lashed out with one of his razor sharp talons, grazing Stalkers face. The powerful beast simply shook off the attack & continued the assault. Krausers exoskeleton began to buckle under Stalker's immense power. Suddenly, the creature lashed out with it's tail, catching Stalker in the ribs. The mighty hunter released his grip, tossing Krauser to the ground as sharp rocks stabbed into the creatures body & acidic blood flowed from the wound.

Krauser, still reeling from his injuries looked up to see Stalker rushing at him at frightening speed, the hunter lurched forth, his foot slamming into Krausers head with a bone jarring thud, almost breaking the creatures jaw & knocking it out cold. Stalker was on a mission, a mission to return to his ship before the creatures did. Turning his back, Stalker continued on his quest, leaving krauser lying unconscious in a pool of his own acidic blood.

The remains of the once-fine ship of the hunters was almost completely demolished. Moonlight brightly shined through gaping holes in it's hull, casting a ghastly silhouette over the immediate landscape. Stalker approached the wreckage, corpses of his brethren were littered everywhere, such a terrible way for it to end. Kneeling over one of his fallen brothers, Stalker noticed that the trauma from the crash wasn't the cause of his death. He had a large puncture wound in his head, as if a hole had been punched clean through his skull. Stalker clenched his fist, he knew the culpright of this savagery, & they would pay dearly for the slaughter of his brethren.

Suddenly, Stalker heard a rustling of metal, coming from just inside the ship. The hunter extended his wristblades & slowly moved in to investigate. Suddenly, the familiar cackle of one of his clanmates rang out. Stalker sheathed his blades & knelt down over his injured brethren. It was the doctor, the Elder of clan Balatu, tending to his wounds inside the wreckage of the ship. The creatures that savaged the other survivors must have missed him. It was a great relief to see the doctor alive. "How badly are you hurt?" Stalker exclaimed, "I've been through worse" the doctor muttered, laughing under his breath. "We must leave brother, this planet is a deathtrap" Stalker exclaimed, extending his hand to aid the doctor to his feet.....

sir she said to hyro b4 he left i want u to no this i wont let u down sir. alright people i want u to stay in safe cover marines that arnyt going with hyro over here now i need to tell you all somthing i have been instructed to keep all you and the rest of these people alive to do this i need every ones... she stoped pulles her smart gun to the reday postition and opens fire in the darkness of the hallway the marines follow like her hold your fire a person yelled out who is that come out we are fully armed marines and dont think uwont get shot i have the ships manalog whats your name- Voice calls back david magree. dosent check out she said to one of the marines go kill him she hands him a gun a women runs from the crowd thats my husbad dont- vasquez cuts her offget her out of here now 3 marines take her away. where is that marine vasquez asks herself a few mins later a marine crawls out of the darkneww with several but marks all over him help that man she called out as they took off his helmet by that time the marine was already dead damn she said to herself.

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Kidd's radio came to life with a voice, struggling to be heard through the static. The marine, then asked to repeat the command, and as soon as he asked, the tranmission came through clear as day, ordering them to enter the ship quickly. Kidd looks over at the horizon and seeing that the sun is rising. The marine then turns his gaze to the Foriegn Ship with uncertainty, but it either getting attacked in there, or getting fried out here.
Kidd ordered the Marines to enter the Ship, as he ran to the entrance and squinting as he looks at the top of the rising sun. After the last Marine had entered the Ship, they all start to sweep interior for any signs of life as they explore, searching for their comrades.

The Team of Marines, looking through the Sights of their weapons, only to be ted by their flashlights mounted on their Armor, as the made their way into the dark halls. Kidd radioed for Hyro, asking him for his location. Hyro replied that he is in the Trophy Room of the Foreign Ship. The Team halted, as Kidd gave the order to retrace their steps, so that they'll arrive at Hyro's position.
They walked through the halls, as the sound of the soles from the boots, connecting to the metal floor, making echos everytime they make a step. Kidd being more aware, along with the other Marines that he is with, knows that these creatures are more than enough match against them. Even though they had weapons, these creatures have the technology that could do alot more damage than their Pulse Rifles. The metal they they use for their armor is strong too. The marines' armor are only made to stop another human enemy's bullets than a concentrated beam of energy, and so the Team walks on through the heat rising interior.

They then reached the Trophy Room where Hyro is located, and set up a perimeter, holding all the entrances. Kidd spoke to Hyro telling him how he felt just before the sun begins to rise,"The next time I'm gonna have my hairs singed, is when I'm at a BBQ. That outside, that is one large BBQ grill, because man I'm telling you. I felt my shirt getting soaked with my sweat just before we got in."



Look around each corner before you move because the chances are, you are not gonna make it.

Awakening late in the fray Cystic WArrior unhcurled himself front his sleeping state and stretched himslef out, then heard, the roars of preds and the screams and gunfire of marines. Cystic Hissed and then quickly ran down the hallway to help, he could sense daveberg near by and went to him, only to find him fighting two preds, Cystic quckly rushed in and shoulder rammed Doc into the wall. THen trooted to dave,a dn then turned to face the mighty pred in battle.

They were made to ination, I was made for Annihalation

Krauser looked out through the bushes he was hiding in he saw more of those hunters taking on more of his kind he decided he would try to help them. he looked at one of the hunters he recongnized hikm as stalker he lowered his head and hissed he saw a cliff he went up the side of it quickly by stealthly until he saw stalker he jumped as stalker turned around he saw a set of claws and a big long alien slamming into his face as Krauser looked the hunter in its eyes he was kicked off of him stalker had recovered quickly he had already gotten up by the time krauser had hit the ground. quickly regaining his strenght krauser jumped into a battle stance daring stalker to come ofrth to challenge him h wanted him to he wanted to show this hunter they were not on the top of the food chain that they where down a link compared to the aliens!



By the time you see the shadow of my sleeek body its already too late i will hgave my tail sticking through your lifless body and my iner teeth smashing through your face

The men and women around hyro seemed spooked they saw something in the darkness of the dusty crags of on this strange new planet. "God dam it set up perimeter and maybe you people wont have to worry so much!" hyro yelled over the commotion. Yet inside hyro he could feel the same fear. He knew there were nightmares worse than death in the universe he just hoped to go or some higher power they were not here. Whether it be the jet black insects or the overwhelming hunters just please not here. "Alright men we seem not to be alone here so we need optimum effort to protect what’s left of our ship. As for it may be the only way off this rock! Now seeing how most of you seemed to just wet your pants at just the thought of something being out there I am going to be generous enough to leave some of my men here to help guide and protect you if any thing is here. While myself and a small party go looking for the downed ship. Who knows we might find some allies out there." hyro said. "In any case you five with me" hyro said pointing at a group of rag tag marines†and you to Kidd I’m sure I’m going to need your help at some point" hyro said to Kidd. "As for who’s to be leading the defense here at the ship I’m leaving that up to you Vasquez" hyro said yet again. “Now I believe its time to get to work!" hyro yelled.

As hyro ran through the crags of the strange new planet with his squad he thought back to what he said to Vasquez when he pulled her aside before he left. “I don’t care what you have to do to keep these people alive, even abandon the ship if necessary. as for me I’m not sure what I’m getting into so if either myself or Kidd don’t make it back your in charge. I’m leaving you with command, so please be strong and do well" the words just echoed through hyro's mind just long enough to reach the shattered wreckage oargantuan ship ahead of him. "Holy mother of god..." hyro mumbled. As he saw more of the flaming wreckage. He knew this design, he knew that they were here; it seemed as though fate decided to be cruel yet somewhat nice at the same time. Even though the hunters represented a great threat it had seemed as though they suffered more damage than his vessel. At least that’s what hyro hoped.



"He who fights monsters should see to it that in the process, he does not become a monster." ~Nietzche

Ooze rained down onto the floor like a gushing coolant leak, sinewy black limbs unfolded with the sound of huge claws on stone, reverberating through The doctors honed ears. He knew they were in dire trouble.

The two Wounded hunters stood, facing the huge monstronsity that reared up in front of them, the king of the xenomorphs, the alpha alien.

The giant ebony beast rose to full height, it's terrifying full potential revealed to both Yautjas, this alien was collosal, a malevolant creature of the darkness, one who was indeed intent on claiming the lives of any that stood before him.

'we can't battle this beast in our present state, Stalker, we must find a dversion, we need to get out of here' Told the Doctor as both hunters started to edge backwards.

Tilting his massive indented skull in curiosity, Daveberg perched down to all fours and reared his awsome serrated tail, and began to claw his way forward, slime glistening over his sleek, hardended exoskeleton.

Stalker briefly turned his head, and felt his heart sink, the entrance was blocked. In the commotion with Shadowblade, there had been a minor cave in, now, they were trapped, and there was nothing left to do, but fight, even in their condition, honour would see them through, even to their deaths.

Stalker Unsheathed his wristblades and looked at the Doctor who pulled his last two shurikens 'Cover me' Stalker growled as he turned and faced the Alpha alien.

With great speed, Stalker launched into a sprint at the Snarling Xenomorph, as he approached, he realised just how large this alien was, bigger than any they had seen since crash landing here.

Stalker struck out in a stabbing motion as daveberg leapt to the adjacent wall, black talons digging into the rock as he fired his head around and and hissed at the predator, Massive fangs beared. Quckly, Daveberg whiped his savage tail at Stalker, the sharp end embedding into the wound Stalker had 'given' to him by shadowblade.

The hunter buckled to one knee, pain searing through his battle raveged body as the alpha alien shook his tail violently trying to dislodge muscle and tendon from the hunters gaping wound.

Struggling for release Stalker grabbed onto Davebergs tail, clasping his huge hands around it, the pain was getting too much now, Stalker feared he would black out, with a last ditch effort he yelled 'DOC, FOLLOW MY VOICE, USE THE SHURIKENS, QUICKLY!'

Pulling the tail with all his might, stalker wrenched the mightly alien from the wall and pulled the beast right in front of him. That was it, Stalker went down on both knees, the pain had taken over.

Hot drool dripped all over the hunter as the the alpha alien raised up on two legs, lips retracting to show those fearsome fangs, and then slowly, the terrifying vision of the beasts jaws easing open.....

'DOC, DO IT NOW!' Growled the fallen hunter - with that, The doctor used his accute hearing to pinpoint where the two were - a flick of his wrist sent his last remaining surikens hurtling through the air , one slicing through a portion of Davebergs tail, narowly missing stalker, and the other embedding into the alien's tricep.

The alpha alien screeched out a deafaning cry as he tore his tail out from Stalkers wound and tuned to face the doctor, claws outstretched, teeth clenched.......


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The moonlight shimmered off his cermonial armour, faintly glinting in the nite sky. It was time. Shadowblade wanted off this dead rock of a planet, and now, after what seemed like an eternity, he had a chance.

Looking down into the yawning chasm of the huge trenches below, the Shadowclan leader almost gleefully enjoyed watching the swarm of deadly bugs ambush the Gods of death. With curiosity, Shadowblade made his way further towards the fracus, not even attempting to hide his presence now, he was always arrogantly confident, even in walking this baren land alone for 6 months, fighting off Xenomorph after xenomorph, the Rogue still held an air of superiority about him.

As he closed in on the ridge above, the rogue gave a small growl, almost scoffing when he recognised who the hunters were, two he was ultimately familular with - Stalker and Doc. Another 2 Balatu members were with them, Cory & black warrior, not as honed with their skills as the other two, but looked like they had potential.

Being alone on this planet for so long had made the Elder extremly savy, with total patience, the rogue waited for the hunters to get tired, after all, fighting off one xenomorph was hard enough, a small pack could prove fatal. Kneeling, Shadowblade peered over the ridge and watched with interest at the fighting styles of the three hunters. A low pitch clicking slipped from the rogues mouth as he faded back into history, remembering the origins of the style - when he and K20 fought as clan mates, and the origins of Balatu formed.

As quickly as he had sunk into the past - the bitter memory of being past over for an eldership for K20 snapped him back to reality, with venom in his heart.

The last wave of Aliens were being dispatched by the fearsome Gods of Death, Shadowblade would wait no more.....

Tendons flexed, muscles expanded as the rogue lept from the ridge, casting a huge Silhouette over the hunters below. A master in Balatu combat, Shadowblade fiercely span both combi sticks upon landing and in one massive sweep sent the four hunters spiralling into the walls and floor. All four Hunters quickly regrouped and and formed a circle - they knew more xenomorphs were coming - but the threat in front of them wasmore deadly than they'd imaged. How could four Hunters, masters at their art, take on one half of the originators of the Balatu clan?

Stalker looked the rogue straight in the eye and shook his head, growling - 'it doesn't have to be like this, just let it g....'

Before Stalker could finish his sentence, Shadowblade sent a crushing blow to the side of his head, sending him to his knees, simultaneously striking cory with a leathal kick to the sternum knocking him into Black warrior. Doc lashed out a swipe with his own combi stick trying to connect but the 'elder' side stepped and slammed his weapon into Docs ribs.

Looking over the four fallen warriors, Shadowblade shook his head. 'And you are meant to be Gods of death? Pitiful. K20 would be ashamed of you.'

With that, Stalker leapt up and let out a huge roar. pure anger in his throat. 'take him!' Yelled the powerfull Yautja warrior as he, Doc, Cory & Black warrior rushed the rogue head on. With a smile, Shadowblade formed a defensive stance, for what the hunters had not seen, was the next swarm of Xenomorphs aproaching from behind. Things were about to get interesting....

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With the Marine, Kidd, in his face attempting to slit his throat, Cory howled as the pain of his broken knee cap trembled. Kidd wove the K-bar up about to slit his throat after his revengful words. Cory suddenly grabbs Kidd's hand and squeezes it back. It begins to snap and suddenly comes to a loud pop. Cory pulled his right arm against his back breaking it. Kidd dropped the K-bar. Cory's right hand grabbed Kidd's neck. He was surprised with the Yautja's quick reflexes... That was another thing Yautja's had an advantag over. Cory threw Kidd to his left and he smacked into the wall.

Cory got to his feet with a snarl. Cory stood over top of Kidd as he reached his hand out in the pile of weapons, K-bar, broken combat knife, and a combistick stuck into the ground. Cory lefted his right foot into the air and stomped on Kidd's hand. Kidd shouted in pain, "D**nit, very honor like, arn't ya?" he said in saracasum. Cory pressed down on his foot and his other lefted back and kicked the K-bar and broken combat knife across the hall and underneith the dead comrad pinned onto the wall. With Kidd's hand still wedge under Cory's foot, Cory grabbed his combistick and ripped it out of the ground. He threw it against the wall where it landed next to the rest of the weapons... Things were going to get messy.

Snarling as he let go of Kidd's hand, Cory steped backward with his back facing the dead Marines netted onto the wall. Kidd slowly got up with sweat and blood dripping off his face. A hole on his shoulder ozzed with blood. Limping and dazed with a broken arm hanging off his torso, Kidd still stood his ground still strong. Cory was satisfied with this well honorable prey. Cory stood with a limp to the knee, a few bullet wounds to the chest and a minor slice against his elbow. They stared into each other's eyes. Cory's right eye, that was nothing more than a huge gap with green blood ozzing out and a scar going down it, was seemingly haunting Kidd as they circled each other in the hall show down.

Cory threw out his right fist. Kidd's small (compared to the Predator) body swuftly ducked under Cory's attack and started decking his chest with his left fist, his right arm hand been completely broken. The punches made Cory's bullet wounds sting. Blood dripped down in larger amounts. Cory shut his eyes tight to controll the pain letting out a squeel. Cory's right hand that was out built up momentium where it was when it missed Kidd and came back just as fast and smacked Kidd across the head. Kidd was lunged against the wall behind him. Cory threw out a couple more punches as Kidd smacked into the wall. Kidd rolled onto the ground as Cory's fists smashed into the wall. Dust rushed out of the walls as his fists ripped into them and were stuck. Kidd rolled back onto his feet and was right behind his dead comrad netted on the wall. He looked down at the weapons and grabbed the scArp of blade the broke off his combat knife. Kidd rose and charged at Cory as he finally pulled his fists out of the wall.

Kidd lept into the air swing the blade out and sweaping across Cory face and landing to his right. Cory held his face as the blade had just sliced past it. His buttom left tusk on his mandible had been cut off. Cory snarled and turned to face Kidd. Kidd jammed the blade into Cory's chest. Cory moved in the process and it tore across and dug into his left shoulder right under his shoulder armor. Cory let out a squeel. Green blood rolled down his chest. Cory's right hand lept out into a fist and punched Kidd square in the face. Once the fist smacked into him it pushed his head against the wall as well with a thud. Kidd fell over face first onto the ground. He seemed to be outcold. Cory stomped his feet onto the back of Kidd's legs. He grabbed Kidd's broken right arm and pulled it toward himself. Cory reached for his dagger on his left leg armor. He swung it in the air in his left hand. Momentium belt and the blade dropped down and sliced into his arm and suddenly the arm and body were seperated. It was as if it were tug-of-war. Cory flew back with Kidd's broken right arm in his hand and Kidd's face plowed into the ground.

Blood exploaded! All over the walls, On Kidd and of course, on Cory. Kidd laid there and awoke screaming in horror as he noticed his arm and be severed. He turned over on his back facing Cory who just dropped his arm. Kidd's face was covered in blood. From his forehead to his chin. Drops of blood driped from the edge of his chin onto his blood soaked cloths. Cory crouched, kneeling towards Kidd and grabbed ahold of his shirt collar. Cory rose his collar up and swung it onto the ground and Kidd's head followed the movement. The back of his head smacked hard onto the ground. Kidd's eyes squinted together as tears rolled down his eyes from the pain... This was it. He couldn't hold it together much longer... Cory then picked up Kidd like a ragdoll and turned him around, dropping him on his feet. Kidd tried to balance himself out even though there was no use. He slipped in his own blood and tripped landing on his knees with his back facing Cory. He now took the time to grab the blade stuck in his shoulder and ripp it out. A line of green blood followed the blade as it hit the ground. Cory roared trmeendesly as he looked at Kidd on his knees breathing heavy for the final blow.

Cory stepped behind Kidd and rose his right gauntlet into the air. His opened hand made a fist and his wristblades extended out. Kidd's eyes wondered to the side wondering what Cory was about to do. He threw his wristblades right into Kidd! It dug right below his neck. Blood splattered onto the ground. Kidd bit down on his tongue facing the ceiling with his eyes closed. With Cory's hand stuck in his back, he latched onto Kidd's spine and pulled it out. The ragidy edges bumped along the cut as he quickly pulled it out and Kidd's skull got cought in the mess. Cory yank and it cracked. Then he yanked once more and his skull ripped out of the huge gap, attached to the spine. His face mashed together where his neck use to be. Cory held the blood red skull down low examining it as blood dripped onto the ground. He then threw it in the air and wove it around and roared in victory! He kicked Kidd's back and his body hit the ground...

Cory tied the skull onto his back and walked down the hall and confronted the other Marine who died in one peice. Cory kneeled down and retieved his combistick and the shuriken. Placing his tools back onto his belt, Cory took a glace at the Marine....

Moments later the hall had a skinned body hanging from the ceiling with a headless Marine on the ground and many tore up walls. The net along the one wall was gone, along with the corpse.....

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Navy then backed up from the fight for a moment to catch a breath after Crow lay stunned from the attack that Stalker did. Navyspaz then extended a shuriken and extended its serraded blades out of the side, and flung it threw the air as hard as he could, altho un-accurate, It glazed Crows side slighty and severing half of his tail. Acid gushed crazily over the rock, dissolving it immediatley making indents.

Navyspaz Ran forward with his Combistick roaring and Crow stood up for a second and swung his tail forward, missing but splashing a bit of acid toward him landing on his chest plate armor, Navy quickly stopped his attack and ripped off his armor onto the ground, Roaring while drops burned threw his skin and fingers.

Navy held his hand and Crow ran forward on all four legs and leaped knocking navy down. Navyspaz extended his Wristblades and made a fist impalling him in the stomach. Gushing acid all over Navyspaz's legs. Navy roared while Crow screeched in pain. Navy rolled over with all his strength and pushed crow off.

Navy tried to stand up but had little support in his badly burned legs. Navy retreived his Combistick and held it up. Ready with the fight he has left in him. Crow rolled over immediatley after rolling off the ledge they fought on, and got back on his feet, dripping acid and hissing toward Navy, held his tail up and screeched feircley.


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The trio of hunters stared out into the night sky. Stalker turned to Cory, he had not yet tasted battle alongside his Balatu clan-brothers, but Stalker knew that with these creatures running rampant across this desolate planet, it would only be a matter of time. The sound of footsteps could he heard from deeper within the ships wreckage, Stalker turned & nodded to his elder, the two mighty gods of death began to move deeper into the ships ghastly carcass, cory was left standing near the gaping hole in the ships hull, to watch for any incoming danger.

Sweeping back & forth through what was left of the demolished rooms of the ship, all the hunters found was death. The lifeless corpses of dozens upon dozens of their fallen brethren. This was a tragedy for the yautja race. Suddenly, the sound of clanking metal echoed from one of the rooms further down. Stalker held up his wristblades, ready for whatever may be waiting for him ahead. Stalker slowly entered the torn up room, having to crouch down to maneouver his towering form underneath the crushed in doorway.

Suddenly, something jumped out at him, it was Black warrior, in a state of panic he had lunged at Stalker with his wristblades. Stalker quickly lunged forth, shielding himself with his wristgauntlet as the blades struck against it, sending a shower of sparks into the air. The doctor spun around, he could hear the sounds of the struggle nearby. Black's wristblades grinded into Stalkers wristgauntlet, but the powerful hunter simply forced his clan brother back & shoved him against the wall. Black looked at Stalker, his breathing heavy, "what the hell is going on here?" he muttered, Stalker grabbed his clan-brother by the shoulder, "we need to leave this place... now!" The two hunters made their way back out into the ships main corridor, the doctor greeted Black, relieved that he was still alive. As the hunter sheathed his blades, his eyes widened as he gazed upon the mass of corpses of his fallen brethren. This was truly a dark day in the yautjas history.....

when voltage got up to look for a way to get out of there Scarred rised very fast panicing he didnt know what happened he started to look around to find some of his fellow brethren to get out i finally found the way out he saw a marine standing there so Scarred tapped on his shoulder so the marine turned and started to shoot but Scarred grabbed the gun broke it and slashed his wristblades across the marines face covering the walls behind him in blood.Scarred then just tossed the body of the marine against the and tossed the gun on top of the body and laughed sickly at what he did. Another marine came from behind Scarred but i thrusted my combistick through the chest of the marine then Scarred wiped his face and tried to calm himself to find his brethren. But the marine shot scarred once doing a little damage to his side. he got out he kept looking and then he found Voltage looking around.......