Aliens Vs. Predator: New Blood

The cold vacuum of space is an infinite span of nothing. It fills the great voids between the stars and the many planets of the universe. It is an inhospitable place for all forms of creatures, no matter how powerful or where they came from. The only way to travel through the deadly gap of nothing was by the use of specialized vehicles. The vastness of the universe is still unknown by all forms of intelligence, since no technology is powerful enough to be able to see the end of it. No creatures are able to travel through space either; except for one.

In the darkness, a lone ship flew through the quiet void; its large, metal frame outlined by the very faint light from the many stars of the galaxy. The massive machine flew at 14,000 miles per hour through the gravity-free space. Inside of it, the long hallways were quiet, giving off an almost eerie ring to the air. Suddenly, the silence was broken from a strange sound.
A purr.

purr

This purr was not like a normal cat, but more like a demonic lion. The noise was mixed with a series of clicks that reverberated in the silent hallway. Then, a pair of yellow eyes lit up, seemingly out of nowhere. They looked down the empty corridor, scanning the walls and the floor below it for anything that could lead it to its target.

Seeing nothing, the eyes disappeared in the air. Then, a strange blur seemed to move through the air, giving off the faint outline of a tall creature, standing about seven feet tall, and walked on its hind legs. The cloudy image suddenly began to materialize, becoming more solid, until the entire animal was completely visible. The sight revealed was one to cause the weak of heart to flee.

The beast walked upright off the ground with its back legs. Its front limbs hung down its side, and were finished with hands tipped with curved claws. It entire body was covered in a mix of brown and golden scales. On top of the shoulders it bore strange, blue and black armor, which had straps wrapping around its chest, leading to the waist belt it had on filled with gadgets. Its wrists bore large mechanical bracelets that traveled up to its elbows. Topping off the creature was a large blue helmet which blocked its face from being exposed. Coming out the back of the helmet was a bundle of cable dreadlocks.
The body belonged to a species which had the ability to hunt down most targets without ever being detected. It was a being born to be a killer. Its goal was to prove it was the ultimate warrior.

It was a creature known as a Predator.

Walking down the empty corridor, the Predator creature looked into the room where the disturbance was heard. Glancing inside, it noticed many glass jars containing large, grayish purple eggs kept in a yellow fluid. It then looked over to the large sphere eight feet across and saw that its fears were correct; the animal in which was to be brought back alive for studying, had escaped.

Quickly leaving the storage room, the predator reactivated its cloaking device, once again turning into a simple blur as it moved, nearly blending in perfectly to the background behind it. It knew it had to find the creature quick, since his companions were still in stasis for the journey back to their home planet.
The hunter knew that facing his target alone would be a problem if he could not locate it before his crew members woke up. He had been charged with keeping check on the ship while they rested, and if they found out he had allowed their target to escape, his punishment would be severe.

A sudden clanging of metal rang through the ship. The hunter quickly began the trek towards the direction of the sound. As he came around the corner, his helmet switched its settings to motion sensors, giving his vision a light blue tint as he scanned the hallway. A sudden blur rushed through the control room ahead.
The predator flipped a switch on his right wrist, causing a pair of foot and a half blades to shoot out of the pack connected to his arm. He walked through the doorway, looking around the large circular room lined with electronic monitors.

He walked towards large table that was in the center the room. Suddenly, his sensors picked up the sound of nails scratching against metal. Looking up, he sees a dark body dropping from the ceiling towards him. Reacting in the last moment, the predator jumps out of the way before he is crushed. Standing up quickly, he sees the creature he was searching for. The black alien stood up from the spot it had landed. At over eight feet tall, it was slightly taller than its captor. Its long, skinny limbs were all tipped with curved claws. Its near skeletal like frame swayed back and forth as it stared at the predator despite having no physical eyes.

The predator deactivated his cloaking device, knowing the creature could smell him despite being unseen. He knew it was going to be a challenge since he could not take the risk of firing his shoulder cannon inside of the control room. He watched as the long, flicking tail of the creature was pointing the swordlike tip at him, twitching to kill.
In a split second, the giant alien charged the predator on all fours, screeching as it sprinted against the metal floor. The predator charged as well, lowering his body to shoulder check the alien. Both creatures were now locked in a pushing match.

The alien then reached its long arms under the predator, lifting it up and tossing it several feet. It then ran over to the fallen warrior, jumping on top of it and pinning it to the ground. It then opened its large mouth, which spread wide, revealing a smaller mouth on the end of a long tongue. The tongue shot out towards the predators throat, but was stopped by the left hand of the hunter. The predator then repositioned itself and thrust the blades on his right hand through the head of the alien. The creature immediately stopped moving as the serrated blades cut through its brain.

Rolling the dead alien off himself, the predator stood up, brushing the drips of alien blood that had fallen on himself. The drips fell onto the floor, sizzling as the acidic liquid ate through the metal. Thanks to genetic engineering, the predators had become immune to the blood of the creatures they hunted, which came in handy-

POP!

The predator squealed in pain as a long tail skewered his back and exited his chest. Blood poured out as he felt himself be tossed to the side of the room. Gasping for air, the injured hunter looked up to see another alien standing there, drool hanging from it's hissing mouth. Somehow it had stowed away on board without ever being detected. The towering black creature began to walk towards the downed predator, it's second mouth slowly coming into view from the long tongue. Knowing he was going to die, the predator targets his red lasers at the control room window, and fired his cannon.

The glass gets shattered from the blast, followed by the powerful vacuum suction from the pressure free outside world. Both predator and aliens get ripped from he room and blasted to the darkness of space. The ship security system activates from the blasted window, immediately going into lock down. Metal plates close over the hole, sealing off the ship. The security doors to the control room lock up , not allowing anything to tamper with the codes. Switching to autopilot, the ship turns itself, redirecting its course to the nearest hospitable planet.