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Im taking a stab at a beginning for a book I want to write, and hopefully to sell under Dark Horse. Let me know what ya think!

Gri'Chak watched through the viewport as the orb which was their destination slowly grew in size. The planet was host to many eager yautja hunters willing to prove their prowess. It was the planet that the inhabitants, the oomans called 'Urth'. Gri'Chak himself was a proud veteran of hunts there.

Oomans... They were often the most sought after prey among the yautja. The oomans were resourceful, cunning and at times vicious prey. For many warriors, they were the ultimate prey. The pinnacle of any hunters life. Hunting creatures that could set up traps, use weapons, use different environments to their advantage. There were many creatures throughout the universe that could kill, but the oomans were something else all together. They had weapons and technology that could prove dangerous, even to the yautja. That was what made them such worthy foes. Being able to fight back with long range weapons while maintaining a vicious demeanor. Of course, not all were like that. Some oomans were harmless, too soft to be a threat.

But Gri'Chak and the other hunters on the ship were the first yautja to land and hunt on the planet in over 10 'Urth' revolutions. Something disastrous had occured earlier. For some unknown reason, the most powerful weapons in the oomans arsenal had been used all over the entire landscape. A devastating weapon the oomans called 'nooks'. Gri'Chak had had the privelage of seeing two in use. It was many revolutions ago, during a worldwide war that more than half of the landmasses had contributed to. The 'nooks' were used on an archipelago. The sight was nothing short of awe inpsiring. The size and force of the explosions the weapons yielded was unbelievable. And the thought of hundreds, possibly thousands of these weapons going off around the planet left a sickening dread in his stomach.

Long range sensors had picked up an enormous amount of radiation eminating from the planet. It wasnt hard to figure out what was causing it. The news of hundreds of the ooman weapons had spread quickly. Every eager hunter asked the same question. What does this mean? The yautja leaders quickly evaluated the situation. Surely the destruction had caused severe casualties among the species. Not to mention the after-effects of the weapons would leave radiation. The blow to the oomans would be enormous, threatening thier survival.

So the decision was made adimantly. There was to be no hunting of oomans what-so-ever for several revolutions. They needed a chance to get back on thier feet, to reestablish themselves on the ravaged planet. Hunting them might very well finish off their species. Such an outcome would ruin the best hunting available to the yautja. Such a thought was sickening. So the order was carried out. Not one single yautja hunter had so much as entered the system, not even wanting to be tempted.

This was the first hunting party to arrive on the planet after the order. They were to hunt of course, but also to see how the population was doing. There were thousands of hunters waiting for the go ahead, eager to hunt the supposed ultimate prey.

The planet was now very distinct in the viewport. After so long... It had been stressful for Gri'Chak to go for so long without a challenge. He had hunted many times here before, and was on the verge of becoming an Ancient. Gri'Chak had become a revered veteran of many hunts, surpasing most other hunters in existance. But he didnt let it go to his head. He had noticed that hunters that were arrogant while hunting had a habit of ending up dead. But not him. He was going to show these other warriors how a true master hunted. Even though each and every other warrior on this trip had been on multiple hunts for other dangerous prey, few had actually encountered oomans, and still had much to learn.

A beep from a scanner nearby attracted his attention. They were basic readings of the planet. Gri'Chak bent over the console, examining the readings. He clicked his mandibles. That was strange. There was a considerable lacking in ooman buildings. Before the barrage of 'nooks', there had been legions of structures, but now they were suprisingly scarce. Surely there had been enough time to start rebuilding them. And the energy signatures... They were highly concentrated, only popping up either underground or at large facilities that dotted the planet. What was going on down there? Well, they were about to find out.
Please comment!

PS. This is my idea but I dont own any of either. Still my idea though! No touchy!
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:iconkaijuking2463:
This is very good I have always like predator and terminator. I'm curious to see more.
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:iconpredator755:
Thanks! But from a lack of support or interest, I don't plan on continuing this series.
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:iconkaijuking2463:
What about those who do like it I mean I don't always comment on stuff I like. You should finish it.
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:iconpredator755:
Like I said, it got so little support theres not much point in finishing it.
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:iconkaijuking2463:
yes but if you put on groups pages you could gain new supporters.
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:iconpredator755:
What kind of group would you suggest?
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:icondarksamuraix1999:
Not bad, not bad at all. Very good man. Well written, nice narration. Good job, personally I always wanted to see a Robocop vs Aliens. Just putting that out there lol.
But yeah this is good, by the way are you familiar with Terminator vs Aliens vs Predator?
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:iconpredator755:
Thank you very much! :D
And yes, I have heard of TvAvP, although I've never actually read it. My expectations for it aren't very high for it though.
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