This is my first intro into the AvP universe, so I hope you like it. Please feel free to correct me for any wrong terminology to do with the Yautja or any other part of the AvP universe.

April 3rd, 2203

Sol Relative time

Nyo'Tak studied the papers carefully. The Yautja's normal vision prohibited reading of such material, but the enhancement goggles he wore have Nyo'Tak perfect sight. What a glorious time to reminisce about. The combination of Yautja and human DNA looked to be quite a prize to hunt. It intrigued Nyo'Tak as to why the practice had been abandoned, but he dared not inquire into the matter, as he assumed it probably violated some unspoken code amongst his kind. Plus, Nyo'Tak did not want to ask questions that would lead to questions being asked of him.

Nyo'Tak shifted his gaze and looked curiously at the female human resting in suspended animation. How ineffective the human form was. No natural attributes would lead them to be classified as hunters in their own right. No, they had to rely on their crude ballistic weapons or cutting instruments as their only form of defense against the Yautja, or against any prey for that matter. This female's offspring, however, was going to be different. Through painstaking work by himself and his underling, Nyo'Tak had retrieved the ultimate reproductive specimen.

The human's pelvis was adequately proportioned to promote ease to birth. Ample bosoms revealed sufficient sustenance would be possible once the specimen was born. Nyo'Tak did not know what the species would be called, but he would have time to figure it out. This specimen would be the epitome of the hunt. A combination of two species infused with resourcefulness and power. His plan would be glorious.

It had to be his plan, however, as most Yautja would assume dispose of her and him for that matter. His research would be seen as a waste of time. Maybe that was true, and maybe the human's would never be worthy of a true hunt. Honorable hand-to-hand combat with the creatures was barely laughable, as the Yautja were certainly much stronger and faster. His creation, however, would not be seen as frivolous.

Columns of small bubbles ascended their way around the female's form, some clinging to her curves as she rested quietly. The female's extremities each were held straight downward by the liquid's viscosity, as if she were at rest on her back. More forceful bubbles erupted from her breathing apparatus as she exhaled. Glowing blonde hair moved effortlessly and lazily about her head, as if to defy gravity's existence.

Nyo'Tak's mandibles clicked as he pondered the implications of what he was doing. Common sense would dictate that a male would be born for the hunt. However, the thought of infusing the more powerful female Yautja DNA into the specimen was quickly seducing him. The female offspring living to become self-sustaining would be an ultimate goal, as Nyo'Tak's intervention would no longer be required. Careful consideration had been given to ensure the human physiology would remain intact to aid in attracting mates and reproducing.

Nyo'Tak mused that humans wouldn't be too inclined to mate with something that looked like a predator.

Would he be able to defeat a female Yautja in hand-to-hand if it came to it? The human DNA would surely limit some of the specimen's capabilities, but would it be enough for a single male to defeat it? Nyo'Tak himself had been on many hunts, and killed several human along with other species. Dangers or not, the idea of this hunt was too enticing for Nyo'Tak to be swayed from it.

"Nyo'Tak, core temperatures and DNA attrition are at appropriate levels for infusion. We need to begin the fertilization process." The young assistant refused eye contact with Nyo'Tak as he pivoted around to face the youngling.

"Very well, Ako'Ten, begin the procedure. I shall adjourn to my quarters for the night. Let me know immediately if there are any problems."

Ako'Ten bowed gracefully as Nyo'Tak exited the room. Ako'Ten was always careful not to anger his attendant, choosing not to be another head trophy for the elder to polish and mount.

The Yautja's hands moved gracefully over the holographic console as he typed commands and eyed readouts on the corresponding screen. Ako'Ten clicked his mandibles in satisfaction as he reviewed the last of the procedure's parameters. With the press of one last key, a sudden motorized noise filled the room as metal arms with circular tubes descended from the top of the cryo tube.

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Aboard Yautja planetary station Ewinjou

January 11th, 2204

Sol Relative time

Ako'Ten studied the displays nervously as the young offspring continued to cry. The Yautja could tell at least the child's lungs were strong, as it had yet to silence since birth. She had been surgically removed from her mother's womb as unforeseen complications had continued to arise from the child's size.

The DNA infusion the Yautja had performed had increased the child's length to nearly sixty-three centimeters, with the offspring weighing just beyond ten kilograms. The additional requirements for growth and sustenance, while typical for a Yautja child, had taken more than the human had to give as her life quickly faded.

"The female has expired, Nyo'Tak."

"And what of the offspring? Will it be able to live?" The succession of chirps from the elder's mandibles alerted Ako'Ten that he was not pleased with the news.

"Not without intervention, my liege. It appears we will have to return the youngling to the human race, rather than continue here."

"So be it, I will not have this… setback keep me from the hunt. Return the offspring to the human's world. Try to ensure it is to be raised by their warriors. It must be a fitting prey for the time of my glorious hunt. Jettison the female's body into space, it holds no more usefulness."

"Of course Nyo'Tak, it will be done as you order and we will set best speed for the human's world."

Insignificant humans

Nyo'Tak scowled as his mandibles clicked sharply. The woman's death just seemed to reaffirm the warrior's belief that humans were a weak species, relying on crude technology to climb to the top of their predatory ladder.

"Sorry to interrupt again my liege, but what of her wristblade infusion? Surely she will be recognized if I provide her with our weapons." Nyo'Tak thought upon the possibilities.

"Leave her be. Her crooks will be uninhibited and become a weapon in their own right, while still remaining concealed. It shall be her birthright, to fight with yet our most primitive of weapons, unmarred by this accursed technology that encases us."

As if on cue two sharp, hardened bone protrusions revealed themselves through the infant's skin. Their features were not as polished as the Yautja's coated blades, but even at their early development were every bit as rigid. The two bones stayed exposed momentarily, and then sank back into the skin, immediately enveloped by membranes impervious to the blades' edgings. These would be the covering for the lethal weapons until an event forced their exposure. Nyo'Tak hoped that it would not be until the youngling had been assimilated into a family or caretakers.

Normal Yautja procedure would have these bones infused with their wristblade units, as it made them virtually unbreakable and would never need honing. The infant's however, would only become sharper with use after the exposure was brought on; a thought Nyo'Tak relished.

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Ako'Ten was awkwardly unfamiliar with his species' camouflage technology, not having gone through the Yautja's rite of passage. The specialized carrier the offspring was in mimicked the technology, making the youngling as well as Ako'Ten all but invisible to the staff at the Nylund H. Reid hospital at Cherry Point MCAS.

The youngling itself was out cold. It had taken an unusually high amount of tranquilizer to subdue the baby, but Nyo'Tak wanted to make sure the baby would not be a factor in success of this critical part of the mission.

Ako'Ten painstakingly crept down the long hallway as sick humans with IV's in their arms as well as their caretakers shuffled from room to room. The Yautja wondered why he was being so cautious. Even at his tender age he could easily make the small hospital devoid of life. That was not his mission, however, and Ako'Ten realized it was actually Nyo'Tak that he was being cautious of, to make sure he didn't have any bad news to take back to his attendant.

Ako'Ten rounded a corner and spotted his objective. A large viewing window allowed visitors to view the babies in the tiny rolling cribs that held them. Ako'Ten mused whether or not the youngling would actually fit in one of the small vessels. His thoughts were broken as he rounded another corner that exposed a small hallway. Just as he started trekking down the short distance, the door buzzed and opened. A short brown-haired nurse exited the room, and it clicked with Ako'Ten that the door's buzzing meant it had a locking mechanism.

Moving swiftly and silently past the nurse, the young Yautja took pause as the nurse stopped, the breeze Ako'Ten had produced whisked playfully at her hair. The nurse looked uneasy as she looked cautiously over her shoulder, right at the young Yautja.

"I need some sleep, now I am seeing ghosts." The nurse mumbled to herself as she snapped her head forward and turned the corner and out of Ako'Ten's sight. Regaining his composure, Ako'Ten caught the closing door and slid himself through, and entered the nursery.

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The young nurse stood and stared in disbelief at the baby. She couldn't be sure which disturbed her more, the fact that the baby previously was not there, or that the baby was so huge. Spinning on her heel the nurse reached for the phone hung on the wall behind her. "Hello, Jeanna, this is Cassandra, you need to come see this."

That's it for chapter 1. A slow start but I think a necessary one. Should pick up in the next one. Please read and review!