Been a while hasn't it? I haven't updated in…how many weeks has it been? But, despite what you people believe, I am not invincible. I'm a high school sophomore with awesome teachers but a *cough* mother that's hard to please. So yeah, I'm not god. I wish I was, and then I could help everyone. But alas, fate did not decide that to be…and I'm rambling.

I've also been playing Dragon Age 2 a lot. It's totally awesome! I recommend it. If I had to give it a score, I'd say about 9/10. It's just my opinion; you don't have to agree with it.

In any case, I've been having a small amount of writer's block, but on with the story!

Disclaimer: I don't own Aliens or Predator…what else do you want me to say?

Chapter 14

Guardian Angels

"It is not known precisely where angels dwell - whether in the air, the void, or the planets. It has not been God's pleasure that we should be informed of their abode." ~Voltaire

Ak'shara peacefully stood on his ledge. But perhaps peaceful was the wrong word to use. His insides burned with pure anxiety as he imagined what might happen if that ooman did not leave that wretched place alive. Worst case scenario, they would have nothing to lure the bad blood in. The pure thought of failure made him want to smash a rock or something, maybe punch L'hiem in the face; that might help.

His brothers, who had long gotten tired of watching the Oomans, were off doing their own little things. Ta'veta was busy stacking rocks on top of each other; he wanted to see how many he could stack successfully before they fell down. L'hiem tinkered with one of his flyer, according to him it wasn't flying fast enough.

"What do you think he's thinking of?" whispered Ta'veta as he gestured to his quiet friend.

"The ooman female," replied L'hiem

"How much do you want to bet that he shall end up rutting the female?" he asked deviously,

"I'm appalled that you would bet on such a serious matter," replied L'hiem without even looking up,

"Come now, it will be fun!"

"You're wasting your time," said L'hiem, "I am quite sure that it will not happen, and I am usually right."

"Don't be a coward,"

"If he finds out, he'll make us sore for days, weeks even!" he warned.

"Is that a yes?"

Ta'veta could practically feel victory close at hand; L'hiem suddenly jerked his head up,

"Uh…"

Ta'veta turned around to see Ak'shara but five feet from him, the large alien visibly shrunk himself down, awaiting the inevitable beating his leader was about to give him. The sound of each of his steps drew closer and closer, then, suddenly, father and father.

Ta'veta opened the eyes he had unconsciously shut, to see Ak'shara walking away towards the ship's ramp.

"I bet ten chips," said Ta'veta, still dumbfounded he remained unscathed.

"Agreed," said an equally stupefied L'hiem, "if anything, this will be an interesting turn of events."

Squire Kavrin was upset to say the least. He was upset because it wasn't fair. Squire Zed had been allowed to go into the hive as well as a half a dozen of his other friends. But not him, no, he was stuck out here, patrolling the mouth of one of the caves, while the knights in charge set up the charges on the wall of the caves.

"Bitches," he muttered,

"What was that squire?" asked one of the knights,

"Nothing sir," he said immediately, swearing wasn't forbidden, but it was frowned upon. It meant you had to rely on profanity to express what you needed to say.

The knight didn't press him further and went back to work on the explosives. Karvin examined his rifle a few times to keep his mind occupied but it did little to push through the boredom.

"Bastards," he muttered to himself, the sound of steps echoed behind him. He nearly leaped out of his skin; it was probably the knights ready to smack him across the head.

"Sir," he said as he turned, "I did-"

He never finished his sentence.

Anna's team had made good progress since their encounter with the Praetorian. They'd lost 6 men in the encounter and at least half of the living had minor wounds but they managed to regroup and press on further.

As they got further, the resistance from the bugs got stronger. By now, they were all starting to run low on ammo, and after spending such a long time in the dark, everyone was understandably jittery and tired.

Worst of all, it was almost dead quite the entire time, everyone expected a bug to come leaping out at them at any moment. It was just getting unbearable when a soft squishing sound of flesh interrupted the quiet.

"Hold up," commanded Anna, holding up her fist. Everyone obediently came to a halt. The cave was suddenly filled with a skittering noise.

"Facehuggers!" she shouted, everyone immediately raised their weapons.

"Move, slowly," she ordered, together the group of humans quietly and carefully crept forward, their lights dancing across the cavern floor.

Eventually, they reached the entrance of what looked like to be a large chamber.

It was there that they found their objective, the eggs. Every foot or so there was a large oval shaped egg, its fleshy moist skin oozed with a sort of gooey substance that coated them after being laid. The chamber was at least as tall as a two story building, strange ribbed tubes went up against its walls. At the very top, a small hole, let in a bit of natural sunlight, allowing the human's to turn off their lights.

"Nobody, make any, sudden, movements," warned Bear,

"Back up, slowly and get that oil barrel up here," ordered Anna as she took a step back. Behind her she heard the sound of the oil barrel being dragged across the floor. The knight holding it finally reached the front of the line and tossed it into the middle of the eggs.

"Hey!" a voice quietly shouted, the group looked to the other side of the chamber to see another group of knights, one of their own tossed another oil barrel. The leader held a thumbs up, Anna returned the gesture.

"This is Team one," said a voice over the radio, "we've completed the objective,"

"This is team two, we've completed the objective."

"This is team four, we've completed the objective."

"This is team six, we've completed the objective."

"This is team three, we've completed the objective."

"This is team five," said Anna, "we've completed the objective."

"Let's get out of here everyone," she whispered as she began to turn around.

The team eagerly turned back to chamber's opening, an excited young knight was the first to reach the exit. Perhaps it would have been better if he didn't. As soon as he tried to take his first step out, a razor sharp tail burst from the darkness and impaled him through the chest.

Blood splattered from his body and coated the two knights behind him. But the dead Crusader's fate was merciful. Out of the darkness two facehuggers sprang forward and wrapped themselves on the faces of the two Crusaders that had followed their companion forward.

The hasty charge came to a sudden stop. A dark brown head poked its way through the darkness, the small amount of sunlight allowing them to see their adversary.

A large banana shaped head, praying mantis like arms tipped with sharp bone like blades. It's back held six long tube appendages, each carrying four facehuggers.

"It's a Carrier!" shouted Anna,

"Shoot!" yelled a knight.

All hell broke loose as both sides went on the attack. Using its tube like appendages, the Carrier flung facehuggers at the remaining Crusaders. Some of them found their marks and wrapped themselves on the helpless Crusader's faces. Other's managed to be shot out of the sky before being able to find a host.

YinYang, using his near supernatural eyes, nailed most of the spider like creatures right out of the air. Just as his Uzi clicked empty, a facehugger lunged towards him, its legs spread wide open. Knowing that reloading would be too slow, the Asian man's hand whipped out and caught the parasite just in front of his face. The thing's tail flailed wildly as it desperately tried to free itself.

YinYang flung it to the ground and madly stamped it to death.

The Carrier, while its main function was to fling its tiny brethren at suitable hosts, was far from defenseless. Its tail dangerously swung through the air, knocking a lone Crusader against the wall. Its thick skin seemed nearly impervious to bullets, though there were a few wounds. And its powerful arms could have easily cut a man in two.

Anna unloaded an entire clip into the beast, but it only seemed to get more pissed off. A helpless night was decapitated only a meter away from her. Already her entire team had been halved, either by facehuggers or the Carrier itself.

Behind her, more gun fire echoed from the other Crusader team.

Anna turned just in time to see one of their knights get throw clear across the chamber and smashed into the wall. Men screamed as they funneled back into the chamber, many firing wildly behind them.

A Ravager burst from their tunnel, its bladed hands wreaking havoc among the human ranks.

"SHIT!" shouted Bear as he sprayed the incoming Carrier. The brown beast charged him with full speed, he barely managed to roll out of the way as it came barreling towards him.

Trip fired a supportive burst of fire at its exposed backside, though it barely seemed to affect it at all.

"Retreat!" ordered Anna, those who could ,immediately made a dash for the exit. A knight with a flamethrower stood his ground and unleashed a stream of flame at the Ravager.

It screamed if fury and pain as the flames licked at its exoskeleton, the knight perhaps felt a small tinge of hope as the large blade cleaved through his chest. At least he died happy. Men screamed as addition nightmares came to kill them.

Anna fought on, a bug lunged at her. She sidestepped and fired a sustained burst into its back side. Another ran at her, she expertly sprayed the remainder of her clip into it. She hit the release and slapped a fresh clip into her rifle.

Dozens of bugs crawled their way down the walls of the chamber, she squeezed the trigger and hosed the horde back. Somewhere to her side she saw Bear and YinYang fighting back to back, their combined efforts managing to at least temporarily stop the incoming horde.

To her left, Trip bravely stood her ground against the nightmares. Her gun flashed in the darkness, and every time it did, there would be another body on the ground.

From her right, a bug rushed her, wisely opting to catch the young warrior of guard. But it had underestimated her. She quickly whipped around and blasted it on full-auto. Her victory was short lived, as another leaped at her from above, barely managing to raise her gun in time, she hastily jammed down on the trigger, the bullets tore through the bug's abdomen.

But even in death, the creature served its purpose. Acid rained down on a fleeing girl, though she managed to avoid most of the deadly fluid, a few drops managed to find their way on to her vest. By the time she started to realize her predicament, it had already nearly burned through. She quickly flung of her vest, only to find residue acid on her tank top.

Not worried about embarrassment, she stripped off her tank top. She was suddenly thankful that women wore bras.

But the bugs were not done, another of their kind leapt from the shadows and landed right in front of the girl. Unfazed she raised her gun and squeezed the trigger.

Click. Click. Click.

She had forgotten to reload.

The bug slapped the empty weapon away and grabbed her by the neck with its boney hands. It opened its mouth, revealing its inner set of teeth.

'They say your life flashes before your eyes before you die,' thought Trip as she gazed into its maw, 'but that's a lie.'

There were many things the young girl could have tried to do. Call for help, attempt to get away, or even just try to struggle and stall the creature. But instead, she opted to do one thing, and say two words.

Building up her saliva, she spat in its face.

"FUCK YOU," she managed to say.

The bug reared back its head, when suddenly something smacked it away. Trip was violently thrown to the ground, a second later she heard gun fire and the screams of the bug that had but a moment ago had her in its grasp.

She opened to see Zed, loading his shotgun and the bug dead on the ground.

"Come on get up," he said holding out his hand, Trip grabbed it and let him pull her back up. She quickly scooped up her weapon and reloaded.

The two turned to see Anna, still fighting the incoming horde. Her face had a few new cuts and her vest had been slashed to ribbons.

"GO!" she yelled to her comrades as YinYang and Bear came to her assistance. The two nodded and managed to run past the bugs out into the exit, the few bugs that followed were quickly put down.

"Anna!" shouted Trip as she neared the exit,

"Keep going, I'll be right behind you!" called Anna,

"B-but-"

"GO!" yelled the mercenary,

Seeing no alternative, Trip dashed through the exit. Zed was about to follow, but was stopped when Anna shouted,

"Zed! Light the fuel!"

"But we're still in here!" he protested,

"Just do it!" she ordered as she blasted another bug.

Zed saw a flame thrower, still attached to a dead knight. He quickly scooped up the hose and pulled the trigger. Nothing.

Zed cursed his luck, but now was not the time to dwell on his luck. He needed to light the fuel. Then he remembered, Trip's good luck charm.

He pulled it out of his pocket and struck the primer, a small flame burst to life on the lighter. Without hesitation, he tossed the lighter into the puddles of oil.

He made a mad dash towards the exit, behind him, the fuel lit and engulfed the chamber in a hellish inferno.

Anna, still in the chamber, desperately fought on. By now, the Carrier had tired itself out. Yet it still managed to dog her relentlessly. At least all of its face huggers were gone.

But the problem was, she was out of ammo. Her rifle hung uselessly from her strap, and only her sidearm remained. As large a caliber it was, it wouldn't be enough.

"Damn it," she muttered, there had to be a way, there was always a way to win. Her hand shakily reached for her sidearm, but as she did, she felt something else. It was long, cylindrical and cold. It was the spear that Samael had given her.

She grasped it and pulled it out, squeezing the handle the weapon turned into a heavy 7 foot long spear.

The Carrier roared at her, as if issuing a final challenge to its prey.

"Come on bitch!" she taunted, Anna didn't know if it could understand her, but it felt good to say.

The Carrier charged, its lumbering feet quickly picking up speed. Anna didn't have the slightest idea of how she was going to do this, but she had to try.

The Carrier was soon upon her, using its head like a battering ram, it attempted to crush her under his immense weight.

Anna swiftly rolled away from the incoming creature and watched it slam into the wall.

Though ever muscle in her body screamed in protest she hauled herself up and charged forward. With a savage war cry she thrust the spear forward and into the side of the Carrier's head. It screamed in pain as the sharp metal slowly dug deeper and deeper. It somehow lived despite the growing wound. Anna pushed the spear deeper.

The Carrier would be dead and it knew it, but it refused to go down lying on its belly. It lashed out with its bladed arm in an attempt to bring the human down with it. Had Anna not been so tired, she would have noticed the incoming blade, instead it came and slashed her across the ribs, it dug deep and cut wide.

Anna screamed in pain, but managed to stay on her feet. The spear still lodged in its head, the Carrier fidgeted and died.

Anna's gasped for breath, fire's burned around her and bodies littered the floor, a perfect picture of war. Still, she was screwed. The fire had caused the structure to crumble and block her entrance. With no way out, she knew she wouldn't be able to live through this one.

"Damn it, never got to have sex," she muttered, a small chuckle erupted from her. Here she was, covered in blood and sweat, fires burning around her and death all around, and she was thinking of how she never got to have sex.

"Heh, there is something seriously wrong with me," she muttered. A screech interrupted her train of thought.

The Ravager, she had completely forgotten about it. It stepped through the flames, its blue exoskeleton scorched and dented.

"Well, at least it's better than being impregnated," she muttered to herself in dry humor.

The Ravager raised its arms, ready to cut the puny human into two.

Anna closed her eyes, and waited for death to claim her.

But it never came, it wasn't her time to go. A blood curling roar tore through the air, Anna's eyes snapped open, the Ravager turned from its prey to the ceiling.

From the small opening at the top of the chamber, a dark figure leapt down.

"Samael?"

The hunter seemed to glide down from the ceiling, his arm's outstretched as he fell towards the oversized bug.

Samael crashed down onto the Ravager's back, his wrist blades unsheathed and gleaming almost evilly in the light. Without hesitation, the hunter sunk both blades into the Ravager, the fine blades cleaving through its exoskeleton as though it were butter. The Ravager screeched in pain and desperately shook itself in an attempt to dislodge the hunter from its back.

Most Yautja would never have thought of doing something as crazy as jumping down on top of a Serpents back in an attempt to kill it. For Ak'shara however, it had been something he had always wanted to do.

Burning adrenaline coursed through his veins as her repeatedly sunk his blades into the Ravager's back. First right, then left, then right, then left again, tirelessly hammering the beast with his blades. Its blood began to flow freely down its back, it smashed itself against a wall in a vain attempt to dislodge him, but to no avail. He held firmly onto its back and continued to slash at it.

Though he remained on his back, he had to end this fight soon. The hive was literally falling apart around the two combatants. Tucking his legs under him and placing the soles of his feet on the Serpents boney back, he dislodged his blades and jumped forward.

Using his outstretched arms, he grabbed onto the creature's domed head. The force of the jump combined with his overall weight caused the large serpent to topple over onto its belly. Ak'shara tucked into a ball and rolled to absorb the impact of his fall, but immediately sprung back to his feet.

Not letting the Ravager recover for a second he leapt through the air, drawing back his right hand, he swung it forward and sunk his wrist blades into the side of the Serpents head.

With a single fluid motion he dislodged them and swung his left arm, bringing his blades across its face. The Serpent hissed in pain, but Ak'shara felt no pity for his prey.

He was Yautja, the top predator in the hierarchy of the universe, no mercy would be given.

The Ravager attempted to swing its head back towards him and push itself up at the same time. As soon as it came back face to face with Ak'shara, its fate was sealed.

Ak'shara swung his right arm in an uppercut motion, sinking his blades deep through the bottom of the its jaws.

For a moment, it seemed to have died. Its head drooped, and its body seemed to have become ridged.

Ak'shara began to relax, when suddenly its head raised itself back up and opened its maw to reveal its inner teeth, ready to tear through his head.

With a squeeze of his fist, Ak'shara's blades grew an extra foot and shot clean through the serpent's cranium, the tips clearly protruding out the top of its head.

With a sickening sound, he pulled the blades from its head and let it fall to the ground.

Taking in a deep breath, he let out a roar of victory.

But that victory, was rather short lived, a small moan came from behind him. He twirled around to see the ooman female, bloodied and bruised.

Anna was in a lot of pain. She'd been through worse, but no matter how many times she got injured, the next time was never easier.

"God damn it," she muttered as she held her wounded side. She felt a strong hand grab her by the shoulder, she opened her eyes to see Samael, standing tall and proud over him. She glanced behind him and saw a decapitated Ravager, another look at her savior revealed that he had strapped the head to his back.

"You have a hell of a knack for timing," she said with a pained smile,

"Hell of a knack for timing," she heard her own voice reply. Maybe it was because of the smoke, but she was feeling a bit light headed.

A sudden stab of pain in her side woke her right up, it was as if electricity was rushing through her nerves. She looked down to see that Samael had injected her with one of his medical devices.

"Ugh, you could have warned me," she muttered as she struggled to stand up, only managing to by leaning against the wall.

She coughed violently, it was getting hard to breath, probably because of the smoke and fire.

"We've got to get out of here," she said, letting loose another barrage of coughs.

Samael held up a finger, wait. He jogged over to the dead Carrier, her spear still lodged into its head. He tore out the spear, which amazingly had stayed intact, and quickly sliced off the head of the Carrier, strapping it to his back.

"Of course," she said with a small smile. "But how the hell are we gonna get out of here? The door's blocked."

Samael quickly remedied that problem. Pressing a few buttons on his wrist computer, his hand was suddenly covered with sheets of metal. He drew back and landed a solid punch against the debris, sending it crashing down.

Turning back to her, he easily scooped her up bridal style and carried her through as though she weighed nothing more than a sheet of paper.

A screech echoed down the halls as two bugs came rushing towards them. Both were suddenly put down by a two bolts of blue energy. Anna turned her head to see Samael's brothers following only a few feet behind them. The larger one, Titan, gave them a thumbs up sign.

Right now Trip hated the Crusaders.

"Y-you can't blow it up now! J-just wait a bit more, I'm sure she's on her way now," pleaded Trip,

"I'm sorry," said Paladin Sever, a hint of sadness in his voice, "but we can't delay any longer."

"But Anna always comes out alive," she protested, "J-just wait a bit longer,"

Paladin Sever sighed, poor kid. Still believing that that woman is invincible, still hasn't learned to accept that everyone dies eventually.

"I'm sorry," he muttered as his hands reached for the detonator,

"NO!" screamed Trip, she rushed forward to grab the detonator from his hands only to be stopped by two knights. The young girl kicked, screamed and even bit at his men, all the while pleading for him not to pull the trigger.

He wanted to believe she was alive, she'd survived the war, the bugs, and missions that made him shake in his boots and want to pray to god. But judging from the reports he'd been given, not even she could survive.

"May you find peace Anna," whispered Sever, it was always the good ones that had to die first. He flipped the cap and pulled the trigger.

A dozen explosions went off simultaneously. The caves collapsed upon themselves, trapping whatever happened to be under them under a solid wall of dirt and rock.

Trip collapsed to the ground, her mind unable to comprehend the loss of her dearest friend. Tears streamed down her eyes

"B-but, Anna always comes out alive," she sobbed.

Paladin Sever felt his heart grow heavy, it was never easy to see people cry. It was even worse when it was kids.

Trip clumsily got to her feet and stumbled to the pile of rubble blocking the entrance. Through her tears she vainly attempted to dig her way through.

Bear weakly walked over, the large man's eyes had a tint of red to them, he comfortingly put a hand on the little girl's shoulder. YinYang remained as passive as ever, though he stood with a slightly less dignified posture.

The entire camp seemed to have grown a bit darker as they all gathered around the pile of rubble. Some said silent prayers, others crossed their hearts in respect, while some, some just stayed quiet.

The quite, was suddenly interrupted by a loud thud, followed by the sound of a few falling rocks. Then another, much louder thud. Soon another, and another, until it was quite apparent that something was breaking through the rock wall.

The knights quickly raised their weapons.

A final thud and an explosion of dust and rock came flying out of the pile of rubble.

"WHO THE FUCK PULLED THE TRIGGER BEFORE I GOT OUT!" yelled a female voice,

"Unbelievable," muttered Paladin Sever

What happened next was not what the Crusaders were expecting. Out of the dust, came three large, very strange looking people. Dreadlock hair, tribal like masks, metal armor, and Anna in the arms of the middle figure.

Many of the Crusaders visibly backed up, unsure what to make of these new players.

"ANNA!" squealed Trip, she rushed over to the wounded woman and immediately wrapped her in a large hug.

"OW! Jeez kid, I'm still injured, take it easy will," winced Anna,

"I-I'm so glad you're okay," sobbed Trip through tears of joy.

"Come on, don't cry. Kids your age don't cry," muttered Anna, though she returned the hug.

By now, Ak'shara was feeling very uncomfortable. He didn't do this whole, feelings thing.

"I had no idea your heart contained so much kindness in it," teased L'hiem, "what next? You'll apologize to your prey before you kill it?"

"Shut up," muttered Ak'shara, having had enough he gently let the ooman female down. She leaned on her comrades for support as her injuries were still too severe.

"I must be crazy," he said to himself,

"No your just in heat," said Ta'veta,

"Leave me alone."

"Thanks again," said Anna as her savior placed her back on the ground.

"Anna," said Paladin Sever as he approached her, "your alive!"

Anna drew back her arm and punched him square in the nose. The knights seemed horrified at what she had just done, cowards.

"Bastard, what's with locking me up in there," she said gesturing to the pile of rubble,

"Well," he said, still holding his nose, "I was pretty sure you were dead, evidently I was wrong."

"whatever, next time check in with me," she growled,

"Right, I'll definitely do that," he said, massaging his sore nose, "now, how's about you introduce your…friends."

"uh…"

She felt a tap on her shoulder, she turned to see Samael holding out her spear to her. She managed to grasp it and put it back into its collapsed form.

The alien put a fist to his opposite pectoral, and performed a small bow, his brothers performed similarly.

With that, the hunters turned around, quite dramatically, and activated their cloaks. Disappearing into the wind as if they were never here.

So, how was the chapter? I realize that is been a while since I've written anything but school is killing me, and it's only going to get worse for me. I do not look forward to Junior year.

Also I've been playing quite a bit of Dragon Age 2, which is friggin awesome, and a bit of Bleach. Anyway, I feel I should tell all of you. The next thing I'm going to post is going to be sample chapters of my possible Bleach Fanfic, because Bleach is awesome.

Ak'shara: WHAT? I thought I was your main guy! Your supposed to finish my story THEN move on!

DB: Well what can I say, my imagination is a strong one.

Kuroda(dark voice): You can't blame him for who he is, you might as well get over it.

Ak'shara: Shut up new guy!

Kuroda: You're the one talking.

DB: Why me?

Who is Kuroda? Well, you'll just have to find out by reading my sample chapter.

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