(TS 236T1 backed away, returning itself to camouflage and huddling in the corner. It let off a chirping clucking sound, before even it's red beady eyes vanished. The soldiers relaxed, lowering their weapons, before turning to me. "Get the tests and shit over!", the first one hissed. "We don't want the fucker to get out, so hurry it up! We got orders to kill the thing", the second soldier grumbled. And with that they left me to stare at the seemingly empty room alone. 'Fine,', I started to think, taking my seat again. "Time to finish up the tests, and put you out of your misery big guy...", I muttered, taking out a tablet to get started.) (I do not own Yautja/predator or alien/xenomorph or halo/covenant but I do use my own characters and my own art will be signed) (This story follows Red...yeah...enjoy :P)