(A/N: After scrapping idea after idea and scrapping my idea that I planned on doing, I finally came up with an idea of how the story is going to start. this maybe not be entirely a predator fanfic because it has some minor AVP in the story. I don't own the predator series but my OC, Jake Miles and the return of a certain character. as I said before, this may be my last Alien/Predator story. so we'll see how things go. Pairings: OC/Female predator OC/Female predator)

Predator: The Human And The Huntress

Chapter 1

(Jake's pov)

Current Location: Los Angeles

Date: August 23, 2026

Time: 15:09 pm

My name is Jake Miles. I'm a 25 year old Caucasian who works on construction. today was a big day for us workers. want to know why? well...today was the day I had to build a business tower for some company I've never heard of and they were paying big bucks for the hard work. God I wish I didn't take that job.

"Jake. since we're going to be finishing our shift in a couple of hours, I was wondering if we go to a restaurant to have a chat for old times sake."

"I'm going to be busy at home so I don't know how long I'm going to be there, Joe."

"oh...well if you can meet me at the usual place."

"I'll think about it."

"okay, dude."

Well...I will tell you this. I am synthetic android who doesn't have much emotions...nah! I'm just fucking with you! but truth be told it's actually my left arm that's a synthetic with some...modification that I won't tell you just yet. how did I get it you may ask? I lost my arm when I had an accident with a circular saw. it sucked. real bad. anyway, on with my story.

four or five hours later, I was working on the second floor on the interior like wallpaper etc. however as I working I swear I saw a shadow by a wall and it looked like it's staring at me.

I took off my headphones and looked at the shadow.

"Joe? is that you?"

no response...I was starting to get annoyed about this and started walking towards the shadow.

however as I got closer to the shadow, a dead body...is leaning on the wall...skull impaled. It was the body of my former boss.

"shit..."

I rushed down the stairs only to see more dead bodies.

"what the fuck is going on!?"

"Jake!"

it was Joe's voice.

"Joe!?"

"Jake! get out of here! before-AHHHHH!"

I heard a loud screech as I heard what sounded like flesh being chewed. real nasty...

"Joe!"

The chewing stopped as I heard a growl.

I heard heavy footsteps heading to my direction.

"you are one ugly mutha fucka."

this thing...what the fuck was it?! it was a tall, had a slim body, black skin, bones on it's limbs and torso, head looked like a banana, long legs and had no eyes.

it looked pretty pissed off when I insulted him and screeched at me.

remember when I said my arm had mods? this is one of them. I turned my arm into a minigun and started shooting bullets at it as I kept running away from it. that thing kept chasing me and was taking bullets like it was nothing. sure I did some damage on it but it just kept going.

I jumped through a window as I shot a propane tank that created a huge blast radius in the entire room. as I landed on the ground, I heard that thing screeching in pain. not taking my chances, I deactivated the minigun to turn it back to my normal arm and ran to my house.

the next day, I was in a diner for my usual breakfast time when I had a phone call from the company that hired me to build the business tower. they were pissed. I found out the company was the Weyland Yutani company and I felt pissed off. no...beyond pissed off. I didn't know who the company was until they called me. I felt such an idiot to take on that offer and not know about the company.

they started threatening me that I would lose my job that if I didn't do the repairs of the tower and if I don't keep my mouth shut about the alien that I probably killed. want to know what I told them?

"go ahead, asshole! because I fucking quit! I lost my friends and my boss because of whatever fucking thing that was roaming in the construction site! if you're so fucking desperate to do it! have your fucking androids to do the job for me! oh that's right! you don't have the money to make them! Ciao!" I yelled as I hung up the phone.

that's the last time I do a job for them.

I walked back to my table and the waitress looked at me in disbelief.

"what was that about?"

"the company started bitching like kids about the tower that they were so desperate to have. so I quit."

the waitress looked happy. seems she knows what company I was talking about.

"I'm glad you did. that company is starting to lose their bearings by the minute."

yeah...that company had numerous of incidents and they lost alot of money due to their stupidity.

I was eating my usual eggs and cheese bagel sandwich when a man who was wearing an eyepatch on his eye, nasty burn marks around the eye and a black leather glove on his hand. he looked like in his late 20's, black short hair, blue eye, was wearing a black trench coat, tailored pants and black tailored shoes. He was sitting on a chair behind me and I feared that he was sent by the company to silence me. Turns out...I was wrong...

"it's not safe here..." I heard him whisper.

"what...?" I whispered back.

"the company are looking for you to shut you up about the incident and will probably kill you. come with me..."

"wait...who the hell are you?"

"...you've probably heard of me from that case. ...Lars. Lars Alexander."

No way...I don't believe it...I thought this guy died in the Nebraska case a couple of years ago?! he's evidence about the company attacking Nebraska by sending those things I saw is what made the company lose their rep and money in the first place. but how? how is he still alive?

"I know you have some questions but now is not the time."

"okay...but I hope this isn't a set up."

"it's not. I promise..."

I sure hope not...