Thanks for reading! I've always enjoyed the Predator story lines, movies, comics and the video games included, so my story will include a lot of information from every Predator source with, of course, my own personal twist. I will include a little word guide that I use from the AVP wiki at the end of every chapter so you won't have to go back to see what each Yautja word means over and over again. This is my very first Predator fanfiction so I hope you enjoy it and thanks again for selecting Devotion!

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Dae'er did a final check of the supplies after the servants finished loading the ship. Afterwards, he loaded his weapons into their designated racks then readied the ship for departure. A distress call had been received from Earth, an ooman planet, the kv'var for a group of Young Bloods had taken a turn for the worse. The kiande amedha had spread like wild fire, escaping from the hunting grounds and into a highly populated ooman city. Earth was one of the largest human inhabited planets and an infestation that large would be impossible to control, a dha-viath. The sooner an esteemed group of kv'var-de could regulate the scourge, the greater chance they had at saving the planet. Dae'er was one of eight that had been called to the ka'rik'na. He had been instructed to lead the group by his sire, the king. He may be a prince but his reputation for being a revered sain'ja was well known all over Yautja Prime. He had cleared many kiande amedha dens, captured and killed many queens and had the th'syras to prove it. The elimination of hard meats weren't the only creatures he had grown his reputation from but from many kv'vars on planets known and unknown, he had a vast trophy room of hides and skulls to prove his worth and then some. He had also had a hand in capturing some bad bloods that had escaped exile and because of his experience in battle, it was no wonder he was the youngest male to ever reach Veteran title so early in his life.

"Prince Dae'er." Hunter Baguura approached him from the side. "Myself and the rest are ready when you are." Baguura was an esteemed Hunter, he had heard of the males ability to snipe targets as small as rodents from a mile away. With a threat as severe as the one on Earth, Dae'er was glad to have the hunter at his side.

Dae'er nodded in affirmation. "Sei-i, tell the others to board, we'll be departing immediately."

Dae'er turned from the male and headed to the cockpit. This ship was one of his own, not his best but it was well armored and still completely upgraded for a kv'var of this magnitude. He sat down in the control seat and readied the ship to jump galaxies. Earth was lightyears away from Yautja Prime and without the use of the galaxy jumper, it would take days to reach the planet. With no time to spare, getting there sooner than later would be the best call. The rest of his crew and the warriors entered the cockpit and took their seats, Dae'er started up his ship and entered the gravitational pull of Yautja Prime. He had to wait before galaxy jumping to get authorization from the control center and for them to set him a clear path to avoid collision. The warriors aboard his ship were all males he had experience with. There were two Elites, Erkchide and Raarg. Dae'er had cleared many kainde amedha dens with these two before and also had a good sparring with Raarg at the annual Sain'ja games. There was also Daine, a Brawler, a Vanguard soldier, Jorel, two Blazers who, if Dae'er remembered correctly, were sired by the same male and a Blooded male that Dae'er's brother, the Firstborn, had trained. Dae'er was unsure of the Blooded male but if his father had called him to the occasion then he must have potential. He didn't trust his Firstborn brother as far as he could throw him but he was a damn good kv'var-de so if he backed the young male, Dae'er supposed he could accept his protege on this excursion.

The males were quiet, even the brothers, and he could tell they were on edge about the distress call. Dae'er had gone to the rescue of many Young Blood males on failed kv'vars before but even he had to admit this one was somewhat unnerving. The male that had sent the call was in the middle of dying, his voice had strained to get out the message and at the end, the sound of his lungs filling with fluid came through crystal clear. Dae'er had no problem with ending the life of another for good cause, even the bad bloods who would never receive any mercy from him didn't phase him but listening to an innocent male's life come to an unhonorable end was enough to rattle even Cetanu's nerves he was sure. Every Young Blood male that was still alive on Earth had certainly failed his chiva and will no doubt be expected to end his own life. Any type of failure, whether it be on a kv'var or in a chiva or even when it came to mating with a female, was not tolerated and the male in question was expected to take his own life out of respect to his clan. One thing was certain, no Young Blood under his training would ever allow such an atrocity as the one on Earth to happen, Dae'er had thorough training with every one of his proteges and each male had moved on to succeed in astonishing achievements. If only every Elite and Veteran gave as much extensive training as he did, he wouldn't have to clean up after them as often as he had to.

The message that he was cleared for a galaxy jump came through and he secured himself and the other warriors into their seats in preparation for the jump. A trip that would take days would only take minutes, and he only wanted to finish this so that he could move on to his next kv'var, so the sooner the better. A panel closed off his view of space and his home planet then the lights on his console went dark as well as the lights in the cabin and the chirping of a monitor was all that could be heard. Every drop of blood and organ in his body shifted as his ship made the jump then the momentum slowed as the panel opened to reveal the blue and white colors of Earth. They were just past the planet's only moon as the ship came to a steady speed and entered the planet's orbit. He immediately turned on his ship's cloaking device so he wouldn't be detected by the oomans. Their technology was no where close to the Yautja's but they still monitored their galaxy, something as large as his ship would certainly bring chaos to such frail creatures. He could only imagine what they thought of the kainde amedha. He put in the coordinates from the distress call and his ship moved on auto pilot as he stood from his seat to equip his weapons and the rest of the males followed close behind him.

His ship landed in some sort of strange forest. The oomans had added paths and decor to the area. Such behavior was normal for oomans, destroying and ruining their planet for visual pleasure was ghastly in the eyes of Yautja. Dae'er couldn't believe the Young Blood males had been so careless in such a large area of oomans. The scent of ooman thwei was already heavy in the air and it didn't take long to locate the male that sent out the distress call. Dae'er approached the male and examined him while the rest of his group had already spread out on the hunt for hard meats. The Blooded male remained at his side on high alert. Dae'er used his sabaton to turn the male over. He immediately switched the spectrum on his bio mask to see if he was infected with the hard meats young. A z'skvy-de born of Yautja would be a much more arduous encounter than he wanted to deal with right now. Fortunately and unfortunately, this male had met his u'sl-kwe at the hands of oomans, multiple ooman firearm holes were all over his body. Foolish oomans destroyed the only foe the kainde amedha had on their planet. Pyode amedha were such ignorant creatures, it was no wonder they were at the bottom of the food chain.

"He is with Cetanu now." Dae'er said to his companion. He gave the order to dispose of the body and the male quickly disposed of the dead with solvent, a highly potent chemical designed to destroy and eliminate any and all organic material. There was no reason to bring the corpse back to Yautja Prime as the male had no mark to prove he achieved his chiva, so it would only be a waste of space aboard his ship.

He opened his wrist gauntlet and did a sweep of the area for kainde amedha. A nearby ooman medical center lit up red, signifying that live hard meats were inside. He closed his wrist gauntlet and retrieved his ki-cti-pa from his back. He motioned towards the enormous medical center and the young male extended his wrist blades. Dae'er growled in aggravation, this was going to take longer than he had expected.

It's short, I know! But I do intend to post the next one very soon so bear with me! I intentionally didn't add Dae'er or the rest of the warriors name translations, those are for another chapter! :) Thanks for reading and see you soon!

Yautja Vocab (used in this chapter):

Ooman: Human

Kv'var: Hunt

Kainde Amedha: Hard meats or what we know as the creatures from Alien.

Pyode amedha: Soft meat or humans.

Dha-Viath: Disaster

Kv'var-de: Hunter

Ka'rik'na: A summoning of Yautja.

Yautja Prime: Yautja (Predator) home planet.

Sain'ja: Warrior

Th'syras: Skulls

Sei-i: Yes.

Cetanu: Yautja's equivalent to human's Grim Reaper.

Thwei: Blood.

Chiva: A trial for young blooded Yautja males in which they try to prove their worth to their clans in hopes to advance in the ranks.

Ki-Cti-Pa: Combi-Stick

z'skvy-de: The birth of a kainde amedha.

u'sl-kwe: Death or end.

Bio-Mask: The signature face and head armor of the Yautja, equipped with the ability to see in every vision mode including infared and x-ray. It also has zoom capabilities, a breathing apparatus, the ability to record sounds and sight, a translator and also controls certain devices used by the Yautja. It is also connected to the wrist gauntlet to gain access to other controls if the Yautja is somehow immobilized. The bio-mask is also sometimes decorated with writing or trophies by Elite and higher ranks of Yautja.

Wrist Gauntlet: A device with many functionalities including controlling most of the Yautja's equipment and weapons. It serves as a communication device, a self destruct function, their cloaking device and sometimes it controls special hand weapons.

Yautja Titles (some):

Bad Bloods: Rogue Yautja who have dishonored their clans.

Unblooded: A male Yautja who has not yet made his first kill.

Young Blood: A young Yautja male who hasn't completed his Chiva but has made a first kill.

Blooded: An Yautja male who has successfully completed his Chiva.

Blazer: An Yautja who uses a special Plasma cannon, Blazer Veterans can use dual plasma cannons and specialize in close up combat.

Hunter: Yautja who special in the Plasma caster, a handheld version of the plasma cannon, and attack from afar.

Brawler: Yautja with great agility and strength who only use their wrist blades in combat.

Vanguard: A heavily armored soldier of the King that uses a Plasma scythe for a weapon.

Elite: A highly experienced Yautja male who has completed his Chiva and also proved his worth by clearing multiple kainde amedha dens as well as successfully hunted other formidable foes of the Yautja.

Veteran: A highly respected title given to only those who have proved themselves in front of an Elder or the Yautja King. They have successfully hunted creatures of various threats and have significant honor and bravery.

Elder: A distinguished Yautja who has proven himself in battle and leadership. They are highly respected and looked up to.