Xenomorphic

Chapter 12: Aliens Vs Predators Part 2

The two warriors began to circle each other, staring deep into each other's eyes. The snow crunched beneath their feet. There was no other sound at the moment, other than the sound of a calmly burning fire. Predator and Alien both felt the heat on one side of their bodies, and frigid cold on the other side. They came to a stop as they faced each other, parallel to the fire.

It was silent for a moment, before...

"ROOOOOOOOAR!"

"SHREEEEEEEEEEE!"

The two exploded into motion, snow flying into the air from the force. Combi stick clashed with wrist blades with a resounding cling. Scar used his superior height to use leverage and force the deadlock up, and Sparta-kicked the Serpent-girl in the face. Before she could go too far back, her hand snapped up and grabbed the extended leg. Her tail dug into the snow, halting her backwards momentum. The Serpent-girl dropped the combi stick, and used both arms to heave Scar up over her head...and then slammed the Predator back down to the ground.

Scar ignored the pain in his back and rolled over, throwing a handful of snow into the Serpent-girl's face, temporarily blinding her eyes...but not her other senses. Scar rose and lunged with both wrist blades, aiming to tear through her heart and lungs, fully expecting an instant kill due to the distraction.

The Serpent-girl's arms shot up and spread Scar's arms out. Then she slammed her palms into the Predator's chest armor, denting it and launching him back. Scar recovered and ripped off the useless metal, exposing his muscular chest.

The Serpent-girl shot her tail at him, but in a moment of superb skill, Scar grabbed the appendage in-between the blades, grabbing the cords of muscle (which caused major discomfort to the abomination) and spun. He slammed her head into several buildings, before letting go and watching her spin through the air.

She slammed into the ground and rolled across the snow, before coming to a stop in front of the tunnel. The Serpent-girl stood up, wiping the acidic trail of blood from her mouth. Then she swiped her hands at Scar.

The Predator whipped his own combi stick from his back, extending it and spinning it, knocking the projectile claws straight out of the air. Beneath his bio-mask, Scar's eyes widened when he saw the Serpent-girl's arms extended...more claws sailing through the air.

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In spite of herself, Subject 3 grinned. This was amazing! This Yautja put up a fight like no other opponent ever has. Not even the two other Yautja together were this much of a challenge.

Arms extended, she kept firing her claws like bullets from a gun, their natural regeneration serving as ammunition. Scar proved his agility and precision by knocking them all out of the air. That was good; if these things did any damage, then the Predator would've been dead long ago.

Distraction served, Subject 3 dashed behind a nearby building at inhuman speed, scrambled up, darted across the roof, leapt high into the air, landed behind Scar, whirled around and had her punch blocked by a powerful pair of hands...all in about 1.92 seconds.

What followed next was a brutal display of Matrix style fist-fighting that the readers will have to picture in their minds for themselves because the author cannot write a swarm of punches, kicks, and blocks fast enough to make sense with the background music.

Scar knocked Subject 3 back with a powerful open-palm strike that slipped past the demigoddess' guard, but forgot to account for the girl's tail...again.

The bladed appendage caught the Predator's legs and pulled them from underneath him. The world slowed down as Subject 3 raced forward in slow motion, grabbed the airborne legs of Scar, and, in a moment of poetic irony, began to spin...very fast.