The predator swung from tree to tree in the strange forest. He had touched down on the planet not but a few minutes ago and his blood lust was running high, his chameleon camouflage was engaged and a collection of sharp weapons hung from his back, arms, legs and any other space where they could be strapped to. In simpler terms, he was pumped. The planet was unknown of before he touched down and even as he spoke the computer in his helmet relayed information back to the ship, and then back to his home planet. As he moved, little creatures scattered on the Forrest floor, sensing the presence of his ominous being. In the distance his heat sensitive visor showed an orange glow, outlining buildings and figures. Strange 4 legged figures.
Roof slates clacked as the predator hopped through the town, analyzing the creatures below. His database scanned them and he soon found out that they appeared to be sub-variants of an earth species, yet on this planet they appeared to be dominant and intelligent. Looking for his first kill, he spotted the ideal target. Prancing in the upstairs segment of a building labeled "Sugar Cube Corner", was a pink pony. He flipped through the air and landed as quietly as possible on the roof of the building, which now appeared to be a place of production for sweet foods, a bakery, according to his flashing database. He hopped to the window, and peered through at the Pony prancing around inside. She was Pink and had some form of confectionery emblazoned on her rear end, and seemed to be particularly happy about something. The predator clicked to himself about how he would soon end her happiness. And with that, he switched of his camouflage, and dived through the window.
The pony screamed and the predator dived on top of her, driving one of his wrist blades into her back. She fell silent. And the predator smiled to himself. He released the pony, but she didn't drop to the floor. She turned round and looked at him. he looked back in astonishment, then gazed at his wrist blades, which were bent to either side, in shape which remarkably resembled a Pony's back.
"Ha, that tickled. What are you funny thing?"
The predator, still taken aback, analysed the language and formulated an answer.
"Die fool!" He said from behind his mask. He pulled out a telescopic spear and threw it with all his might at the pony. It simply deflected and landed with a clatter back at his feat. The pony giggled and snorted, apparently unswayed by the fact that a strange creature was trying to kill her. The predator re-mobilized himself and round house kicked the pony square in the face, sending her flying to a wall with all her mass. But she continued to laugh, tears now streaming down her face as she clutched her sides. Predator charged at her and lifted her by the throat, while using the other hand to smash her head against the wall with much force. The pony was breathlessly contorting in mirth. That was the last straw, the predator picked up the pony and straightened her out as best he could, before throwing her out of the window with all his force. She soared over the rooftops screaming "wheeeeeeeeeeee!" as she went, before she came crashing down in the town square. With a satisfying crunch and a poof of pink dust. The predator laughed manically, and was about to carve a line in his Armour, symbolizing the first kill of the hunt, when he saw a pink blob move in the distance. There she was, the pink pony, bouncing back to the shop, a grin on her face.
"Well fuck!" said the predator in the ponies language.
It seemed that all creatures on this planet were indestructible and could not be hurt in a physical way. The predator considered his options as ponies began to gaze up at the window which the pony had been thrown from. Leave? No. If he left without at least 3 clean and fresh skulls, his honor would be tarnished. Suicide? Again, no. He couldn't kill himself even if he wanted to, he desired to live and kill to strongly. He would just have to try harder. Enabling his shoulder cannon, he aimed the 3 dots onto Pinkie. He recoiled as a bolt of blue plasma shot from him and struck the pony square in the chest. The pony crumpled and her face was planted into the ground as she fell. This time she didn't get up straight away. She slowly lifted her head and focused on the predator. She looked a tad miffed, but she was very much alive. The predator now knew that his only option was to blast every pony in sight, it seemed to annoy them. Shot after shot flew from the window and struck ponies, making them stumble and trip. Shout and curses rang out at their annoyance, and one young foal cried. But still, they got up. Suddenly, a cyan blur struck through the sky and burst through the window, knocking into the predator and sending him flying through the building and out the other side. He crashed down on the hard ground and roared as his helmet electronics sparked and fizzed out, leaving him without a database, or a laser. The cyan streak came again and landed before him. It was a pony, with wings, and a rainbow mane.
"What the hay are you and what in the name of Celestia are you doing to my friends!" Blurted the angered pony, her chest heaving and her wings buzzing menacingly. The predator tried to reply with "move bitch, get out the way" but all that came out his helmet was a strangled beeping sound which faded and died in a shower of blue sparks. The emergency release on the helmet activated and it cracked open along the middle, revealing the predatory jaws and bulbous eyes within. The pony recoiled with disgust and made a retching noise in order to announce her disgust.
"You are one ugly motherbucker!" said the pony, now staring with an eyebrow cocked at the confusing and devilish creature before her. Predator sprang to his feet and went to toe punt the cyan creature in the head, but the pony ducked causing the predator to over balance and land on his back once again. This time with strife, he climbed back to his feet. Two blue hooves were streaking toward him as the pony bucked her hind legs. Blackness ensued.