This is the first time I have written a short story Predator fan fiction so I'm open to all criticism.
PREDATOR
Failed Hunt
A long nervous breath came from his mouth. Closing one eye the insurgent stared down the sight of his Ak47, targeting a young US Marine in the upper torso. His right hand shook as he held the handle. The Marine was young, his expression visible as he joked with his fellow soldiers in the building they had occupied in the Baghdad suburbs. A moment of error transpired as the marine took off his helmet to pour bottled water on his head. The hot breath exhaled was muffled by the insurgent's shemagh head-scarf. Through the sight of his rifle all appeared to be slow motion black and white to the insurgent. His eye twitched as he placed his nerves aside and squeezed his finger down on the trigger. A sharp loud bang rang out as the bullet hurled toward the unprepared Marine, driving itself into his collar bone, a flurry of blood spat out as he reached for his wound falling backwards to the ground. Other Marines ducked for cover clenching their M4's, while one marine tried desperately to pull his wounded compadre to safety in fear of a second fatal shot.
The insurgent breathed a sigh of relief as the bullet found its mark; he gave quick blessing to Allah before rising from his position to join his militia brothers behind him in preparation of battle. Marines caught glimpse of his movements from the window ledge of an abandoned office complex building across the dusty street. Screaming out his position they returned fire furiously. The insurgents took cover while blind firing out the windows, raining bullets down on the marines covering on the ground floor. The fire fight ensued as the insurgent's began barricading themselves in the building adamant on a fight to the death. Marines took the upper floors of their occupied building while others remained on the ground floor to spread their fight and identify targets above. Bullets fired in both directions battering the dusty concrete buildings as civilians on street level screamed and ran for safety. Huge blasts caused enormous structural damage to the Marines building as a wave of RPG fire pulverized into the walls and doorways.
Looking from roof level on the adjacent building the Predator watched the white gunfire from its vision mode assessing the conflict. Unseen by all, the hazy stealth hunter hissed with anticipation from the outcome of the battle. Its biohelmet zoomed in on the insurgent building catching only glimpses of their movements from room to room. The Predator heard the loud war cry's of "Allah Akbar" as it took record on its mimicry. Jumping across the rooftops the stealth Predator landed on the insurgent roof as the firefight raged on. Moving toward the roof access the Predator took hold of its shuriken.
Inside the insurgents shouted commands at each other down the hallway, each with their face disguised with balaclavas and shemagh's. Armed with AK variant assault rifles, hand grenades and RPG's the insurgents were launching a fearsome counter-strike. Few were strapped with suicide vests containing semtex clutching the detonator waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike. The commanders issued orders and demanded more ammunition from the weapons cache room. A young insurgent, not yet battle hardened, ran to collect more ammo. Running down the hallway an invisible ghost-like figure advanced rapidly toward him. Catching sight of what was before him he screamed in fear before the Predator drove its wrist blade's into the young mans throat slamming and pinning him to the wall, almost instantly decapitating him. Insurgents in near-by rooms heard the scream concluding the marines had gained entry to the building.
One room hearing the scream held four insurgents who began firing through the plaster walls. One member who lost himself in the panic ran to the doorway of the room in an attempt to escape but was hoisted into the air by the Predator's wrist blade's driven into his abdomen. Blood poured from his mouth under the balaclava, the remaining gunmen in the room hesitated in disbelief momentarily before opening fire on the doorway. The bloody body of the hoisted man fell to the ground as the Predator burst through the flimsy plaster wall instantly grabbing one man while slashing another across the chest with the shuriken. Blood flew across the room as the Predator launched his attack on the stunned gunmen. One man escaped with severe slashing injuries to his back screaming down the hallway of the "ghost" that is killing them. His cries rang out as all insurgents on the floor heard the voice, taking position to aim at the doorways expecting a marine storming party.
The injured man ran into one large room containing many insurgents, running through the doorway screaming insanely he was pulled back in thin air as a wave of blood splattered against the wall, his body dragged from the doorway back into the hallway. Gunmen in the room opened fire sending hundreds of bullets in his direction. The gunfire withdrew upon releasing nothing was there and no screams were heard other than the marines still firing across the street. The insurgents in the large room heard terrified screams coming from the next rooms with volleys of gunfire that were then silenced. They looked at one another nervously reloading and firing back out the windows at the soldiers across. Not knowing what way to look the panic took hold of them.
Storming the room through the open doorway, in stealth camouflage the Predator unleashed an onslaught on the insurgents, immediately targeting one with the plasma cannon blowing him through the wall to the street below. Hurling the shuriken at another stabbing into his chest, the Predator thrust its wrist blade's into the top of the spine of an insurgent causing his body to spasm as blood spat out from his mouth. Gunfire engulfed the room as the insurgents fired in every direction some being shot in the process. Chaotic screams and war cry's echoed out as the Predator expanded its combi-stick impaling one man and blasting another man with the plasma cannon; all instant kills. One insurgent picked up an RPG and randomly fired into the room amongst the chaos, an luminous green blood spattered across barricaded furniture as the blast injured the abdomen of the Predator. It let out a primal scream before throwing a steel ball at the insurgent. As the small sphere came into contact with him, the ball exploded releasing a thick flammable luminous blue liquid that engulfed the gunmen in flames. One by one the insurgents died leaving only one of the commanders alive.
Low on ammo armed only with a colt handgun, he took cover behind an overturned desk. On his knees peering over the desk ledge he saw the bodies of his militia men bloody and laying all over. Bullet holes appeared everywhere, on walls, ceiling and barricaded furniture. Blood smeared everywhere as silence filled the room. Outside the marines shouted commands whilst ceasing their fire at the result of no return fire. The commander in his black shemagh head-scarf peered over the desk cowardly in fear, a ghost outline could be seen moving in the room hoisting bodies into the air and decapitating them. He raised from beneath the table and screamed incoherently firing his pistol which ran out of ammo. Fear took hold of him as the cloaked Predator used its mimicry to playback the recording from earlier "Allah Akbar". The commander leaped onto the body of dead insurgent wearing a suicide vest, as the Predator drew its wrist blades and quickly moved to make the kill. The commander grabbed the trigger from the dead hand detonating the explosive vest causing a massive shockwave explosion from the building. Debris blasted into the air as parts of the building collapsed. The marines took cover below securing their perminator.
Looking up at the exploded room an extremely odd hand landed on the ground near them, covered in a green liquid. With no activity continuing the marines entered the insurgent building rushing up the stairway to the upper floor finding bodies mutilated in all rooms.
Advancing into the room which exploded body parts lay everywhere, again they observed the green liquid splattered on various surfaces but no cause of its origin. A loud bang came from the end of the hallway as a door to the buildings roof slammed shut. The marines took combat positions and proceeded down the hallway following a trail of green liquid dripped on the floor. Arriving at the doorway to the roof they kicked it open and stormed onto the roof. In front of them lay one insurgent on his last breath, covered in the green liquid, he had crawled from one room to the roof trying to escape from the ghost. The insurgent who sniper shot the young marine choked on his own blood before a marine took a vengeful headshot at point blank ending the skirmish. The green liquid trail ended next to his body.
