Bloodshed stands on a rock holding the skull and spine of Ragdoll. The red speckles on his predlocks matching his mask. Ghost beneath the rock, he looks up at the skull. The spine swinging loosely, Bloodshed takes a step to the edge of the rock. Ghost rolls out and aims his gun at Bloodshed, firing a shot. Bloodshed does a quick side step, Ghost missed.
Bloodshed jumps from the rock, wrist blade out. Ready to kill. He swings the wrist blade at Ghost. Ghost catches it with his knife, Bloodshed is stronger. Ghost aims the gun at Bloodshed, he fires, Bloodshed moves quickly. Pushing the knife down, making Ghost fall, and dodging the blast.
Bloodshed makes a quick recovery, Ghost aiming again for another shot. He runs at Ghost, Ghost does a barrel roll to avoid the blade. The blade hits the ground where Ghost's head once was, the blade sinking deep into the soft ground. Bloodshed pulls his wrist blade from the ground. The blade covered in mud, Ghost fires at Bloodshed, the blast hits Bloodshed's mask. He clicks at Ghost in rage. Hitting his mask seemed to have made Bloodshed angry. Bloodshed attacks again, the blade misses Ghost by around a inch, but Bloodshed's fist hitting Ghost in the face. The glass-like substance on Ghost's mask cracks.
Warning, body heat high.
The suit had warned him, the Yautja can easily see him, but with mud his heat signature will be harder to read. Ghost moves quickly around the rock, landing in the mud. He covers himself with it. Bloodshed moves around the rock. He looks straight at Ghost, but he moves. Bloodshed continues to look. Ghost stabs Bloodshed in the back, Bloodshed roars in pain. He turns quickly, punching Ghost into the rock. Bloodshed stumbles backward, reaching for the knife in his lower back. Bloodshed may be smart with fighting, but I'm guessing he's never been stabbed with a knife, and if he ever was. It probably wasn't in him for long.
Bloodshed backs into a rock pushing the knife in further. He looks down in rage, his wrist blade extended farther, Ghost moves his head, Bloodshed smashes a hole in the rock. Filled with fury he strikes again. Ghost makes a quick turn around Bloodshed, pulling the knife from his back. Bloodshed falls to his knees disoriented. Ghost punches Bloodshed's mask in anger.
"You killed my team. You killed the entire forest. For what, you don't care about honor. You killed for the pleasure, didn't you!"
Bloodshed looks up at Ghost. Ghost stabs the mask, pulling back. The mask makes an electrical noise. Bloodshed gets to his feet, pulling at his mask. The electricity around his biomask making a bright light. Bloodshed tears and pulls the biomask. He looks back to Ghost. Bloodshed swings his arm, missing Ghost completely. Bloodshed's wrist blade goes back into the holding part. Bloodshed pulls at the biomask again. This time pulling the biomask in two, one side of his face covered by a mask, but the other side. The other side is anger itself, the visible eye red. Green inside the jaw of the Yautja, but not blood. He didn't make it's face bleed.
Bloodshed tries to hit Ghost, but he moves into Bloodshed's blind spot. The side with the mask, electricity burning Bloodshed's face. His mandibles flare with anger. Ghost shoots Bloodshed in the shoulder. It's not a fight to win anymore, it's a fight to make the other one suffer. Ghost grabs his knife, cutting Bloodshed's face. Green glow splashes Ghost's face. Bloodshed presses a button on his wrist.
"Fireteam-" It skips to a different voice "Spare" the final word, "me"
"It's late for that Bloodshed"
Ghost takes his knife, his hand up high. Ghost brings his hand down with force, Bloodshed catching it. Ghost pushes down, the knife getting close to Bloodshed's head. A sudden pain in Ghost's gut. He looks down, blood. The wrist blade extended, straight into Ghost's gut. The wrist blade goes back, Ghost falls. Bloodshed stands, he starts to laugh. A demonic laugh. His laugh, Bloodshed's voice, Bloodshed laughed.
Bloodshed looks at his arm, and he takes something off it. Bloodshed starts to press it, a small beeping sound. He throws it onto Ghost, a bomb. Bloodshed starts to run. Ghost looks at it, things blurry. He picks it up, Symbols changing, first one looks like a Y in the Yautja language. Ghost matches the symbols, the beeping stops. Ghost laughs weakly and nervously. He grabs a first aid kit given by Ragdoll.
Ghost grabs a cloth from the kit, he presses down on where Bloodshed had stabbed him. The blood soaking through the cloth. Ghost wraps a bandage around his waist. The blood starts to stop, a clean cut. The blade had no problem piercing Ghost's skin and suit. Ghost grunts trying to get up. He falls, he crawls to his gun, The knife lost. "What the hell is that thing!" a demonic voice says.
Bloodshed is back. His blade drips with blood. Bloodshed cloaks, the electricity making half his face visible, the blood dripping from his blade giving away his weapon. The cloak is useless, Bloodshed uncloaks as if it hurt him. Ghost shoots Bloodshed in the face. The blood of the Yautja falling everywhere, an eye missing, the blood dripping. Bloodshed presses a button on his wrist, he cloaks slightly. Falling in pain, Ghost fires the gun again, but Bloodshed is gone. A teleportation device. Ghost grins
If he ever comes back, he'll regret it. At least now I have a challenge, but why did the mask do that... Dutch had said the Yautja willingly removed it's mask. This one... This one was full of fury when I just touched the mask.
A loud noise, the trees blowing. The helicopter has arrived, the O.W.L.F. They come out with heavy guns, searching for the Yautja, but all they found was Ghost. Hurt and dying, he collapses. The medics come quick, but not quick enough...
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Predator: The Mission
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