*The wounds that Iseijin had sustained during her scuffle with the Hunter caused her overall mood to decrease dramatically. She was not all pleased with the results. As a Xenomorph she knew she could have done better. It seemed as if this was the first time she had ever fought against a Predator; her movements had felt awkward and uncoordinated, clumsy, sluggish even. Yet deep wounds nursed deep grudges. Iseijin growled under her breath, her natural hatred against these Predators was generously fed with this thought of personal incompetence. Even the falling temperatures were not enough to cool her boiling blood.

*Iseijin had called for help earlier when she realized this was no longer a fight the wanted to finish. She knew Avpfreak had been nearby but it was Brentopia that responded to her pleas first. It had been a few confusing moments but Iseijin quickly gathered her thoughts and both Avpfreak and her made it to the safety of some caves that were a good deal of distance away from the Predator. Let the Hunters be busy with Brentopia for the time being, that should keep them off their tails long enough to strategize properly within the confines of the shadowy cave. The surrounding walls created a sense of security that could be compared as being wrapped in a protective shell, safe and sheltered from the outside world; darkness added to this secluded feeling. Out of sight, out of mind.

*For a long time neither Xenomorph uttered a sound nor moved beyond the steady shift of their chests slowly moving in and out with each breath or the odd cocking of their head. They just remained coiled within the confines of the jagged rocks and shadows, listening, very much aware of the sounds from the exterior: a horrible blend of roaring Predators and snarling Xenomorph comrades drowning more trivial noises that could barely be identified as the moist splatter of blood and cracking bones against metal or stone. Only the faint wind that whistled between the many crevices provided some relief from the battle’s dark orchestra.

*Iseijin was mostly at a lost at what she should do. Too many Predators were appearing for the Xenomorphs to safely control their advances; even their Alpha, Daveberg, seemed to be having trouble within all this bloodthirsty melee. It was demoralizing…but not hopeless. The Queen, the Hive…all that a Xenomorph lived for, their purpose in life; for the good of the Hive. Should the Xenomorph Alpha fall then there was still another objective to focus on.

*As long as one Xenomorph stood against the Predators then this war would be far from over…



~ No one is taller than the last man standing ~
~ Males conquer, females rule ~

(^^ it was an honour take my hat off to ya)

the injured pred use's the moutain rock and sand to form a blaster like object burning it into the broken leg TD stand up using his combat stick as leverage he continues his mission...............

~so close. he was so close. incompetance could not be tollerated thought shadowblade. the rougue had escaped into the darkness, he knew he was outmatched as soon as K20 released the alpha alien from the netting back in the other cavern. He retreated into the black emptiness of the mountains caves.

the worrying thing to the balatu clan was that shadowblade had actually escaped. he was far more dangerous than most other threats, the rogue didnt stick to the rules, to him, there were no rules.

pacing himself through the maze of caves under the surface of ZX2, shadowblade would try to retrace his steps to the shuttle. Without his minions, which he feared were now dead, shadowblade had lost the advantage.

From the pitch black yawn of the cavern before him, shadowblade heard a faint scurrying. like the sound of claws. claws on wall.

In a blur, a drooling black object launched itself into the direction of shadowblade, talons extended, tail thrashing. it was a drone, one of the alpha aliens little henchmen.

the xenomorph slammed into shadowblade but supprisingly, the massive of bulk of the elder didn't buckle under the young drone, it almost bounced off of his chest.the rogue growled under his breath, foolish creature, thinking he could take on the might of an elder. the drone had picked itself up and again charged at the hunter, this time lashing out its tail, whiping shadowblade across his face mark, carving it across the cheek. shadowblade grew annoyed at this game, he composed himself and drew out two surikens. the small alien hissed heavily at it's opponent then sprang again. the game was about to end. shadowblade threw both surikens with fantastic presicion, both slamming into either arm of the xenomorph, pinning it to the cave wall. acid leaked from the wounds and burned noxious fumes into the air. the huge hunter walked over to the xenomorph who snapped at him with those ever fatal second jaws. not fatal enough, thougth shadowblade as he drew his scraficial dagger and sunk it deep into the domed cranium of the alien, ing every last ounce of life dry from the creature.

shadowblade looked over his shoulder and scanned the darkness, there was time to skin this beast to make a new trophy....~


i can smell your fear.

~a harsh snap could be heard around the chamber as topdoggs leg gave way under the pressure of the rogues blow.

shadowblade retracted his wristblades and cloaked, it looked like he was attempting to toy with the wounded topdogg.

Topdogg swithced vision, infared picked up nothing, only the sounds of heavy feet could be heard pacing the chamber. topdogg flicked over to thermal vision just at the right time - the chromed end of a disk was heading straight for him!

quickly, the hunter went into a front roll and dodged the first attack. as he watched the disk return, topdogg had picked up shadowblades heat trace and saw the dreaded out line of the rogue just yards ahead of him. thinking fast, topdogg zeroed in on the disk with his plasma caster and fired. BBBAAAANNNGG!! the blast destroyed the disk and shook the rogue hunter into the far wall of the chamber - his cloaking began to fail and shadowblade was now fully visible again, visible and furious. peeling himself off the rocky wall, shadowblade felt his xenomorph trophy fall from his back, it had been shattered from the impact of the wall.

that was enough to warrent the next attack.

cooly, the rogue leapt atop of a rock bed and fired out his net gun, for topdogg would become a nice replacement trophy.

the net sprang round topdogg and began to squeeze, the sharp material slowly sinking into his scaled flesh..~


i can smell your fear.

As K20 and the doctor continued their wait for the others. Sounds could be heard echoing throughtout the caverns. Xenos no these sounds were to deep to be a Xeno. It was two Predators, but who. Surely one had to be Shadowblade, but who is this other warrior, K20 decided not to worry himself about it for now it does not concern him. As the long wait continued K20 took another moment to meditate. the doctor looks on scanning the terran for any signs of Xenomorphs or Rogue Predators. None can be seen, or heard with the exception of the two mysterious roars coming form the caverns. K20 sitting with his back to a high ridge enters his meditation again....


Planets fly by, then galaxies, then something K20 has not seen. a hugh cluster full of spiraling stars, planets, black holes and then nothing. Fading into a brillant white light K20 desends to what appears to be the ground but what looks like the ground also looks like the sky...where was he. Trying to snap out of the meditation he cannot something is holding him in. Then in the dead silience a clicking noise he knows this voice it was Shadowblade. Reaching for his combistick nothing where was it, then his wristblades nothing, sidearmblades nothing, discs nothing all of his weapons were gone what kind of trickery was this. Foot steps could be heard. First far away then closer and closer, spinning around K20 looks for the source of these steps. Screaming into the void of white K20 says "Shadowblade show yourself!" "I know it is you, you coward face me!!" Then the foot steps come even closer and closer he sees shadows all around him moving with incrediable speed. Then he feels something breathing right on his neck spinning around nothing. K20 screams again "AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH" show yourself coward!!!!!" Then the sounds disappeared and nothing. K20 knows there is something or someone out there, then a evil laugh is heard from some distance away K20 follows the source. Running for what seems like an eternity K20 stops. He sees many famaliar shadows again but they are moving toward him slowly weapons drawn. K20 again tries to free himself of this nightmare. No longer is this meditation under his control something else is controlling it. K20 readies himself for battle and then all at once the shadows materilized in front of him. K20 cant believe his eyes. It is all of his former clansmen, friends, and family. Then a large figure appoarches K20. They are all silent but as silent as they are their cries for help can be heard within K20s head. He coll to one knee holding his head. As K20 looks up it is his Elder the first Elder of Balatu. His flesh hanged from his bones, his once proud and powerful stance was grim and ghastly. K20 bows his head again and says "master you are dead why are you here?"

Saying nothing, the former Elder glares at K20 in disgust.

"Master will you not speak to me? What is it that you want of me?" asks K20.

The Elder slowly speaks but nothing can be heard, K20 is confused and yells "Master I dont understand!!!!" The Elder then turns and as he turns K20 sees running through the crowd of his slain comrades and family...SHADOWBLADE!!!! K20 Roars and tries to push his Elder out of the way but he falls through him and the same scene that scarred him so long ago was replayed before his very eyes again. Shadowblades wristblades were full extended and stabs his Elder killing him slowly. Shadowblade looks right at K20 and smiles, then laughs...K20 explodes with all of his rage seeing his Elder stabed like he was nothing more than a Xenomorph, diving to tackle Shadowblade but he falls on the other side of Shadowblade and as he turns all of his dead comrades and friends start to laugh at him. Chanting, "Failure, Failure, Failure, Failure...etc."

"I did not mean to fail, forgive me. I tried to save all of you. It is not my fault." responds K20.

The shadow figures begin to disappear one by one. And the voice of another famaliar friend could be heard. It was his Elder, "K20A2 do you remember your past? asks the Elder.

"No I have no memory of my past before joining the clan." replies K20.

"That is because your family was slain by a Predator and you have blocked it out and that Predator was your brother. You came to us a broken hunter in training. You had no name. Have you ever wondered what your real name is, for K20A2 is not your real name. I cannot reveal it to you. That is something you must discover yourself. You know who killed your family and why you have no name. Go in peace and bring honor to the clan. Go and find victory amoung all of your defeats. Remember you are a Yautji, nothing can defeat you. For Blood and Honor my son...." and with that the Elder fades into the white leaving to trace behind.


Then the screams of his dying family, friends, brothers, sisters, and comrades echoed through his head yet again.

K20 awakes to see the doctor standing in puzzlement. the doctor asks "are you ok brother?"

"Yes, yes I am the doctor" replies K20. I am better than I have ever been.



K20A2 is equipped with standard Predator armor, 2 wristblades, 2 sidearm blades(acid proof), 2 dics(acid proof), wrist netgun, 2 combisticks(acid proof), plasmacaster, thermalnetting

As they make their way across the barren wasteland that is ZX2 K20s strength is slowly coming back to him, not yet at 100% it will be not long from now before he has strength again to challenge the Alpha. The thanks his friend and ally the doctor for the help. Without the close net circle that he has built with the help of the others he would surely have died. Cerrata is battling with a Xeno and it is unclear weather Stalker has taken a Predaliens skull or not, if so that would be most impressive and he will have to be commeorated for his work. K20 is imformed that Shadow one of his young Unbloods was slain, this brought pain to K20s heart. Strange that a Predator could care so much for his fellow hunters and warriors, most Elders would not think twice about such a thing. Maybe it is because of K20s past that he feels the way he does and cares for them. It is sad but good to know that Shadow died an honorable death and brought honor to the Clan. K20s body no longer ached the medicomp and other medical attention has almost taken its full affect. He is nearing his full strength again. Unfortunately for K20 with no armor and no mask he is at a disadvantage. No matter he has made it with less and he will do it again. the doctor and K20 wait nearby for Cerrata to finish off the Xeno and for Stalker to rejoin them, but what of solo where is he, he surely must be nearby. Out of sight the two hunters wait quietly. For they knew they will be in the fight of their lives not to long from now weather it is against the Alpha and his minions or the Rogue Shadowblade. K20 knew that it would be his judgement day when the red sun rises...

K20A2 is equipped with standard Predator armor, 2 wristblades, 2 sidearm blades(acid proof), 2 dics(acid proof), wrist netgun, 2 combisticks(acid proof), plasmacaster, thermalnetting

AS THE NET TIGHNED MAKing BLOOD POUR OUT FROM THE CUTS ON TDS BODY SHADOW BLADE WALKED TOWARDS TD TAKING OUT HIS SPEAR HE WAS READY FOR THE FINAL SHOT, TD UNLEASED BOTH ARMS BLADES RIPPED THROUGH THE NET AND STORMED AT SHADOW BLADE KNOCKING HIS SPEAR OUT OF HIS HANDS AND SHOVING HIS ARMBLADES DEEP INTO SHDAOW BLADES CHEST LIFTING HIM OFF THE FLOOR, STARING HIM STR8 IN THE EYES AS BLOOD SHOWERS THE MOUTAINS WALLS SHADOW BLADES USE'S THE LAST OF HIS STRENGTH AND SMACKS TD AROUND THE FACE KNOCKIN HIS MASK OFF CUTTING INTO THE SKIN, TD DROPS THE DIEING ROGUE HARD ON THE FLOOR AND STAMPS ON HIS CHEST A SCREAMING SOUND IS HEARD THROUGH OUT THE MOUNTAINS THE WOUNDED ELDER FEELS DIZZY FROM BLOOD LOSE AND DROPS TO THE FLOOR NEXT TO SHADOW BLADE

(SHADOW BLADE UR A MIGHTY WARRIOR THANKS FOR THE FIGHT)

*A loud noise from the mouth of the cave brought Iseijin to full attention. Her elongated head spun in the direction of the sound, fearing it was one of the Predators. Already one Hunter had fallen at the hands of the other and Iseijin worried that the victor would come after her and her comrades; if it was strong enough to best another Yautja then she was scared to think of what he could do to the three Xenomorphs.

*Avpfreak and Drone Warrior were also aware of this additional presence and hissed in apprehension, bobbing their heads up and down or cocking it to the side full of disquiet energy. A few times they clawed the air or their tails would whip around them in mock attack; they were just as nervous as her but as Xenomorphs they remained alert and fearless.

*Iseijin instructed her two comrades to remain hidden within the safety of the shadows, it didn’t seem that the intruder had noticed their presence yet. With great care she made her way up the towards the entrance but halted with one of her claws in mid air when she sensed another’s presence. A light breeze carried the creature’s scent to her...She took a step back as she analyzed it, trying to sort the chaotic blend of musk, pheromones, and blood with her muscles tense and ready to bound for safety should it be an unwanted foe.

*A surprised hiss escaped her throat. If this scent was correct then that would mean a Xenomorph was close by. A very particular Xenomorph. The Alpha.

*Iseijin hesitated to move at first but slowly she began to quicken the pace as instincts to protect their Alpha took over. There were moments when she didn’t believe it. The Alpha had seemed so distant before, and now here he was in the same cave. The Xenomorph sent out some low calling grunts to signal that she was near; his scent carried some unusual pheromones that might hint that he could be acting aggressive yet knowing his disposition she highly doubt it.

*Soon enough she found Daveberg resting upon a stony balcony of sorts, away from the ground, close to the safety of the crevices. He seemed injured and his many wounds more than confirmed his close encounters with the Predator species. Iseijin carefully made her way closer to her Alpha and hissed in greeting with an undertone of worry, noticing his cuts and bruises demoralized her a bit; it was an uncomforting sight to be a witness to. If even her Alpha barely managed to escape from these intruder then how could three drones stand a chance? The Hunters were hardy but never did she imagine they would cause this much trouble.

*Iseijin wanted to urge Daveberg to make their way deeper into the cave’s pit where it would be safer but figured that his injuries would cause him pain and decided that it would be best if he were to remain still and heal for the time being. A Xenomorph never remained damaged for long.

*With a loud grunt Iseijin directed both Drone Warrior and Avpfreak to come and stay with the Alpha, to protect him at all costs, and tend to whatever he may need. If a Hunter dared to approach this place the threat should be decimated immediately. Surrounded by three of his soldiers Daveberg should be out of harm's way...for now.



~ No one is taller than the last man standing ~
~ Males conquer, females rule ~

after scoring his first kill of the battle TD finish's repairing his leg, using his combat stick for leverage TD paces himself through the dark moutain caves scanning for any hiding aliens TD can here the sound of another pred, sounds like he might skinning his own trophy, TD slowly walks around cornor to another pred but this is'nt one he meet before perhaps a rogue pred, TD growls to get his attention WAAKAKAAKAKAK

~SCREITCCHHH! the last of exoskeleton was peeled off from the dome of the young drones head. Shadowblades scaled hands pulled out a small bottle of a white liquid from his belt and began to pour it over the skull of the xenomorph. the liquid seems to act as a nuetralizer to the acid. another tool was pulled from the hunters belt, it looked like a small drill. CRAAACK! with presicion, shadowblade drilled a small hole through both sides of the alien skull, with that, he threaded rope through the hole and in one quick motion, hoisted the skull around his back, a new trophy to take back to the ship.

as the rogue began to walk out of the cavern he stopped abruptly. a sound. coming from behind him in the small corridoor. slowly, the predator turned round and cycled through his vision modes looking for traces of life.

nightvision - nothing. infared - nothing. thermal vision - there!

slowly coming though the corridoor was unmistakably, another predator. but not one of his own. shadowblade made a low pitched growl, then quickly, cloaked, and lept onto small rock face. he watched with interest as the predator walked into view finally, it was the hunter known as topdogg, a blooded warrior of many battles.

a predator skull would be a fantastic edition shadowblade though as he watched the hunter slowly approach. something else interested shadowblade though, for he could swaer he heard the faint chittering of xenomorphs in the opposite direction, this would prove to get messy..~


i can smell your fear.

as i go to find roges i stop and look arond and notes 2 aliens suronding PR.i take out a surcken and trough it but only cut one aliena arms and then without warning the other alien jumps on me and the oth alien jumps at my face but i grabe its neck and CRACK!!it breacks the the other alien cuts PR back makeing PR scream like neaver befor and the trough the alien over her and then extended her sper and hit the alien in the leg and the in the head making blood fly.

i use net gun,combat stick(acid proff),smart disk,2rist blades,and predator armor,3 shurckens,pred helmet with heat and alien seancers,all so i can think about my obtions and i have a great knowlege.

~shadowblade uncloaked in a shower of blue sparks and stood almost toe to toe with the hunter that was known to most as, topdogg.

tilting his head to one side, shadowblade slowly used his vision modes to scan over the skull of this hunter, sizing him up almost. The predators leg had been wounded badly in a previous battle it seemed, this would be a bonus for shadowblade, he would take full advantage.

with a low chesty clicking noise, topdogg gestured a non hostile communication to shadowblade but this was to be futile, the rogue totally disregarded the gesture and flung his forarm into topdogg, cracking his face plate and sending him to the floor. if predators could scoff, then shadowblade was doing it right now. with a short growl, shadowblade paced forward.

topdogg, suprised at this action, quickly flipped up onto his feet, slightly hobbling on his injured leg, the predator was angered - he roared out in fury and slammed his spear into the ground, signaling the begining of a battle~


i can smell your fear.

*A little light shone through the early morning dawn dipping the sky into a dark blood red, the sun playfully peeked from behind the dark curtains of clouds hinting at another chance of rain and thunder for this fine day of continuous battle.

*The damp sand smelled fresh and clean after the nights of raining. The cleansing shower had washed away most of the foul smelling rotting blood and slightly cleansed the many corpses that littered the ground replacing the dead scene with an odd sense of purity. One could almost feel at peace amongst the dead and decaying.

*But there was no time for peace. This was a war.

*Four dark creatures made their way across the horizon with incredible swiftness, their speeding shadows cast into unnaturally elongated shapes at their sides by the rising sun behind them, barely keeping up with their masters. Insects and other types of tiny organisms scurried for safety under the sand at the sight of the four creatures pressing forward in their direction. Their long structured tails whipped behind them and a flurry of clawed limbs rose and fell with great speed as their elongated heads bobbed with every forward thrust of their powerful muscles. Dark golden sand was kicked up with every stride, throwing it up into the air momentarily before falling back down on either the earth or hitting the glossy exoskeleton of the one behind with light clinking. The creatures were answering a call to arms, one so commanding as it to overpower the voice of reason, a plea to protect their home, to protect the Hive.

*The great Alpha Xenomorph, Daveberg, was leading the front – a position befitting of his status – while the rest of his drones: Drone Warrior, Iseijin, and Avpfreak, followed behind the mass of the mighty leader. Despite the fact that all Xenomorphs had recently been engaged against Predators their Queen’s plea eclipsed the thought of the wounds they had sustained and the pain their marks of battle created. They had to protect the Hive and their Great Mother at all costs. Should she fall at the hands of the Predators then it would create a domino effect of failure and soon it would have to be them to fail.

*Iseijin was one that had taken considerable damage against her Yautja opponent and the wounds were finally beginning to take their toll. Though she lost her right hand she had managed to convert the jutting bones into spears but they dug themselves into the sand so she had been forced to fold up her right arm and land her weight entirely on the left. Her left hind leg was left fractured and though Xenomorphs healed quickly it was still far from being restored to full functionality so she was left with a horrible limp with each step she took. Too much energy had been lost in the fight and Iseijin had little reserves left to make it back to the Hive, she was beginning to fall behind from the rest of the group until she was a considerable amount of yards at the rear. Drool flew with each paced and ragged breath she exhaled and fell from the corners of her mouth, down her lowered neck. Yet she was determined to continue forward. She HAD to protect the Queen…

*It took one stride too many before Iseijin landed incorrectly on her injured hind leg and it buckled from under her, causing her to crash into the moist sand with her limbs and tail flying.

*The Alpha halted at the perception of one of his own tumbling and turned around, calling out with a loud grunt hinted in an undertone of urgency for Iseijin to get back on her feet. Though he cared for the well being of his drones there were more pressing matters that could not be delayed.

*Iseijin had to hold her breath for fear of screaming; so intense was the pain as she tried to get up that she fell back down again and remained laying on her side resting on the cool sand, her heavy breaths blowing away the golden grains with every deep rise and fall of her chest, and was almost unwilling to get back up again. She seemed to downright refuse to rise, just remained laying as if she were lifeless. It would only cost her more energy that she did not have and even the will to continue seemed to seep out of the wounds along with her acidic blood.

*Avpfreak bobbed his head up and down, grunting in encouragement for his comrade to get back up but Iseijin remained unresponsive. Drone Warrior also grunted along with the occasional low roar. Both Xenomorphs persuaded for Iseijin’s cooperation.

*The fallen Xenomorph stirred at the sounds of support from her comrades. If she were to remain here then there was little doubt that the Hunters would come claim her skull as a trophy. She doubted The Doctor would forgive her assault on him with much mercy…

*There was no way she would become a Hunter’s bragging rights that easily!

*Mustering whatever strength remained within her Iseijin slowly got back up again, more than once it seemed she would fall again after an anguished moan escaped her swollen mouth but the Xenomorph stubbornly rose to her feet and from her lungs she let out a loud roar of pride as she made her way to her comrades’ side again, determined to defend her home from the unwanted intruders. She was a Xenomorph; if she was going to die, she was going to die fighting!




~ No one is taller than the last man standing ~
~ Males conquer, females rule ~

wakakaka TD reaches in to the caven scanning for were the rogue went, standing tall at full stance TD see's the dead alien body laying fresh from what looks like a professional obviously this is a skilled hunter but wait he can here the sounds of on coming aliens, can he let this ruin his chance of battleing the rogue pred, TD aims his plasma canon at the caven walls blasting rocks smashing smashing down the halls making TD and shadow blade in the same caven, shadow blade jumps down from the ledge now un cloaked and stand face to face with TD.......

Quinn sees the 2 xenos attacking pred rules and decides to help them out. so he sneaks up and tackles him to the ground, PR tries to hake Quinns head off with the arm blades but Quinn doges. Pred Rules Kicks quinn off and they stand face to face. Quinn hisses and PR roars and they run at each other preparing for the battle of their lives.

"Tis time the B!tch Is Back"

i run at the alien and jump kicking him with both my feet makeing you fly 10feet and i eye you and what for you to move. then suddenly you cut me in the shulder and then i stabe your tail and you scream and i growl and eye my new ooponet.

i use net gun,combat stick(acid proff),smart disk,2rist blades,and predator armor,3 shurckens,pred helmet with heat and alien seancers,all so i can think about my obtions and i have a great knowlege.

Quinn knows that Pred rules will be a tough apponent so he is being more cautious. Quinn needs to get pred rules aromor off so he Jump on him and presses his tail where the injury is onto Pred rules throughs me off of him and rips off his chest armour.

"Tis time the B!tch Is Back"

i get angry with this alien and i try to grabe its legs but the Quin scrached me but then i grabe quins leg and trough the alien in the grond breacking you leg.i jump back and eye you agan.
(by the way im a girl and that means im a girl pred ok)

i use net gun,combat stick(acid proff),smart disk,2rist blades,and predator armor,3 shurckens,pred helmet with heat and alien seancers,all so i can think about my obtions and i have a great knowlege.

Quinn Knows that he is in truble this is a female pred and alot tougher than the norm.
He gets up quickly and slashes her arm with his tail. the pred roares in anger. it then charges at me and throws mw to the ground. iget up and we are face to fae again."Tis time the B!tch Is Back"

Blending in to the hive's opening, B-H kept his gaze fixed on the approaching deathdrop, this mighty warrior will be a great match for B-H, but B-H has the element of surprise. As deathdrop approached he flexed his muscles then cloaked and disappeared, but not in B-H eyes.



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