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Predator: The Hunt - Chapter Three Back to Predator: The Hunt - Chapter Index.       Back to Stories.       Comment Previous page.   1, 2, 3

Predator: The Hunt Chapter Three By Iggy Booriakin So, I did what I did. It was hard breaking the window, because I just got surgery on my fist a few weeks ago. But, just as I got out… Oh, crap. There was a guard standing at the corner of the facility, looking strait at me. I had no choice. I went near him, and he asked me, ‘Where do you think your going?”, and I replied, “to hell”. Then, I stabbed him, blood splattered everywhere. It smelled nasty. They heard it. Sirens went off just as I was climbing the fence and right as the arbitrators came, I had escaped. Now I could go wherever I want. I first went to my house and grabbed supplies for when I leave. I had to hurry up because they would be here any minute. I shut the door, and I ran as fast as I could. Through the alleys and out of the city. I was in the wild now. And I didn’t know what was out here. There could be anything. So I kept my guard up day and night. My food supplies ran out the first three days, so I needed to depend on the forest to provide me with food and clear drinking water. And there I just realized.. I’m a bad blood. I am. I’m wanted. I couldn’t go to any town because the Yautja’s technology is too fast. They have probably sent out warnings for every town in this universe. I have to live here. In the forest. I because use to it, day by day. I’ve found all of the food supplies: animal. And I have found the best water supplies. I was able to hunt now and then, on campers, and troops. Wait.. I’m picking something up on my receiver. They are searching for me. And they are searching the whole planet. Millions of Yautja are hunting me down, and now… Earth isn’t safe for me. There is no time for making plans. I have to… kill them all. After I kill them, I will become the most feared bad blood. And just the thought of that, made me like it. Comment Top of page Copyright © 2004, Iggy Booriakin.