okay, this is my first predator fanfic and i hope it's okay, it's basically the new movie Predators with a new added character. please review!

(i only own Alice and the way she is:)

Not Supposed To Be Here But Here Anyway

CHAPTER ONE

I awoke to the sound of gun fire, sitting up a wave of dizziness caused me to lay back down holding my head with both hands.

I hated when this happened.

Sitting up again slowly this time, I realized I was in what looked like a jungle.

"What the freak?" I asked myself slowly standing.

I jumped and screamed when a person hit the ground a few feet in front of me, a parachute slowly gliding down to land on top of it.

With wide eyes I stared at the person covered by a parachute.

Slowly stepping forward I was stopped by a pull at my waist and chest.

Looking down I finally noticed that I too was strapped to parachute. "Now I don't remember putting that on for school," I mumbled to myself, while attempting to un-strap it from my body…with trouble.

See I don't know much about this kinda stuff.

Finally I got the cursed thing off and went toward the person in front of me.

Carefully I pulled the tarp away to find it was in fact a woman….a heavily armed woman.

Running a hand threw my curly black hair I looked at the weapons nervously before bending down and shaking the woman's shoulder lightly.

She didn't move.

Bringing my hand to her neck I felt for her pulse and found that she was alive just knocked out.

My eyes strayed to her several weapons and I suppressed a shutter.

What if this woman was dangerous? What was she doing here? What was I doing here? Assuming I too fell from the sky, how did I get from walking to school to waking up in a jungle? As I was thing these questions, I didn't notice the woman's dark eyes open until her hand reached up and grabbed my neck before putting a knife to it.

My grey eyes widened, "Oh! Please don't kill me! I didn't do anything… in fact I don't even know why I'm here or why you're here! I just-" the woman got fed up with my ramblings.

"Alright! Shut up, I'm not going to kill or hurt you," she said letting me go.

I stood as she slowly sat up, she looked up at me, "Think you could help me up?" she asked with now gentle eyes.

I looked at her for a second before giving her my hand and pulling her to her feet.

She muttered thanks while she proceeded to unhook the parachute from her back.

"So," she said once it was off, "what's your name," I contemplated telling her, since she was almost going to kill me a few moments ago but decided she's probably safe enough.

"Alice," I said bringing a hand up to pick my lip as I asked "You?" she smiled, "Isabelle," I grinned, "Nice to meet you Isabelle,"

We both flinched when we heard a round of gun fire coming from a little ways away from us followed by voices yelling.

Looking back at me Isabelle took off the rifle hanging from a strap around her shoulder and said, "Stay behind me," then we started walking towards the sounds.

I followed reluctantly not wanting to be left alone in some jungle.

I stayed behind her as we got closer, I spotted at least three men arguing at each other, all had weapons and all looked dangerous.

One that looked American spotted us first as the other guy asked "Where are we?"

"Maybe they know," he said nodding to Isabelle who had her rifle aimed at them.

I stood close behind her peaking at the men over her shoulder. I didn't like strangers, and even though Isabelle was still technically a stranger, I knew her, liked her and already liked her.

Isabelle spoke, "I saw more parachutes,"

I looked at her, "You did?"

She nodded; I didn't remember seeing any other parachutes.

The guy spoke again, "Where?"

"Why should I tell you?" she asked.

He scoffed, "So I can figure out who threw me out of a fuckin' airplane,"

I snorted lightly, "Well that was a good answer," I mumbled.

"You want to lower the weapon?" the guy asked.

Isabelle shook her head "I've never seen this jungle. And I've seen most."

"All right, you think this is Asia? Maybe Africa?" he asked with inquiring eyes.

Isabelle shook her head again, then I spoke up "Nah, doesn't fit, maybe the Amazon, but that's all I can figure,"

He looked at me with scrutiny before asking "How old are you?"

"Sixteen," he looked at me in confusion before Isabelle spook "Saw parachutes this way" she jerked her head to the left then the guy walked off In that direction, followed by the guy who wanted to know where we were and a Latino dude who glanced at Isabelle than me and followed.

Isabelle turned to me, "Be careful," she said then continued to follow the others.

We soon started to hear the sounds of fighting and came into a small clearing where this big black guy was fighting another guy who looked to be from prison.

The prisoner hit the black guy hard with some type of wood then stood up to glare at us, "Who the hell are you?" he asked.

Isabelle stepped forward, with me staying near and said, "You first,"

"You with him?" the prisoner asked, pointing to the black guy.

Isabelle shook her head, "No,"

"Then why don't you mind your own damn business?"

I glared at him, "We've got bigger problems right now, rude ass"

He looked at me and started coming towards us…well…me when the big black guy grabbed him and lifted him up.

"I will finish what you started," then he sat the prisoner back down.

The guy looked back over at us smirking, "So a strength in numbers kinda thing?"

Isabelle nodded, "Something like that,"

"Okay then, now why don't we go get the man hanging from a tree?"

Just then I could hear the sound of someone calling for help, the American guy from earlier started walking towards the sound leading the way as the others followed, the prisoner walked past me grinning, "Nice body sweetheart,"

I glared at him and walked closer to Isabelle and near the black guy.

I may not know where we are but I know one thing, Orange dude freaked me out.

We came to find this guy hanging upside down from a tree over a pond. "Help me! Somebody! Fuck!"

Isabelle yelled at him, "Hey shut up, you're to loud."

The guy looked up at us his expression turned to joy.

"Oh thank God! Please could someone get me down?" he started thrashing about to untie himself but in the process was breaking the branch.

"Hey tree dude, stop moving!" he looked at me in confusion.

Isabelle nodded "Your breaking the branch,"

"Well help me the fuck-" American guy I guess I'll just call him Joe after GI Joe raised his gun and blasted the branch apart causing tree dude to fall in the water.

Isabelle turned to glare at him, he shrugged, "Taking to long," I suppressed another snort and watched as finally the guy in the water stood up and walked towards us.

He said "Thanks, so do any of you happen to know what's going on?"

I shook my head as the others either shrugged or muttered "no"

Joe, looked at him then at us and said, "We've got to get to higher ground, see if we recognize anything or come across a town,"

"That's highly unlikely," I said, Joe looked at me with a raised eyebrow.

I continued, "This being the jungle and possibility the Amazon jungle we'd be lucky if we came across a small village much less a town. The people in these places don't like to be found usually."

He spread his arms out, "Well Miss know it all, I don't care what you think is possible. I'm going this way if any of you want to follow, follow. I'm gone," then he turned and started walking.

I frowned looking at Isabelle, "I am right though," I stated and she gave me a small smile before following him.

I of course followed after her.

We went past the prisoner who whistled at her as she walked by him.

"Nice ass," he told her and in answer she glared at him then continued walking.

As I went past, he grabbed my arm, "Your not too bad either sweetheart,"

I struggled out of his grasp and rushed to be by Isabelle while he just chuckled.

The black guy then was suddenly instep beside me, I glanced at him and he nodded in greeting, "Are you alright?" he asked as we walked, I nodded.

"My name is Mombasa,"

I gave him a small smile, "Alice,"

"Nice to meet you," then he continued walking.

We came to a stop when we found this Asian looking guy staring at something in front of him.

Looking closer I saw it was some type of thing with skulls and other bones piled at it's base.

The prison guy spoke first, "What the hell is that?"

Isabelle answered with another question, "Who would do this?"

I tilted my head to the side studying the bones, "Someone with a sick since of humor," I mumbled. Running a hand threw my hair again.

Mombasa spoke up his statement making very good since. "Whoever they are, they take trophies. In my culture the warrior with the greatest trophies commands the most respect."

I nodded in agreement, "He's right, most African cultures do this so does some tribes in the rain forests maybe that's who did this,"

The guy who seemed to be Russian shook his head, "No It's a test. To see how we do under pressure."

Isabelle broke in, "If this were a test, you'd all be military. Total strangers. Live rounds. This is something else."

Then for the first time I heard the Latino speak, "Maybe its ransom. Back in Tijuana, we kidnap you; put you in an oil drum. The ransom's not paid, we light you on fire."

"Ewwww," I shook my head that must be awful but I didn't think this was ransom, I may not be experienced in their type of work but I have watched too many Law and Order and Missing explodes to know this is not ransom.

The prisoner spoke up again, "I hear these stories about these experiments they run on cons. They stick drugs in your food and they sit back and watch what happens."

The doctor shook his head this time stating, "Well, it's not drugs. If it was a psychotropic compound, we'd be feeling residual side effects. Loss of motor skills, blurry vision. And if it was a behavioral experiment... I mean, there... There'd be a point."

Mombasa stilled, "What if we are dead?"

Prison guy looked around, "I was going to be executed in two days."

"And I was in combat." The Russian said.

Mombasa looked at him, "So was I."

My brow furrowed, "Well I was on my way to school"

The Latino spoke again looked up at the trees then to the ground "This is hell." J

oe looked at us like we were idiots,

"Last time I looked," he said, "You didn't need a parachute to get there. But it doesn't matter what happened, or why. We're here. Only question is, how do we get out?"

A/N

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