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A New Alliance	By : Kehlan Category: M through R > Predator Views: 2899 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the Predator movie series, nor do I own Star Trek, nor any of the characters from either of them. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Kihr’yende listened carefully to the conversation of the Federation officers. Regardless of species or language barrier, this was what he understood. He was a ship’s captain. The ebb and flow of information across the bridge was second nature to him. For the first time since his arrival on this ship, he felt a degree of kinship with its crew – limited admittedly, he was still a hunter first and foremost and they were still prey.

Raising a forearm he studied the computer built into his gauntlet before making an adjustment to its programming with a clawed finger, activating the two way translation function that would allow his words to be translated into Federation Standard. For the first time, the Starfleet officers would be able to understand his speech. Until now he had not cared for them to have that ability, but they would need it if their missing captain were to be retrieved safely.

“Your transporters…” the tall predator chose his words carefully, “Did you account for the temporal distortion field while programming your coordinates?”

There was a long silence on the bridge that was eventually broken by Endeavour’s Vulcan science officer. “Our scans of the system detected no chroniton particles”

Kihr’yende growled and with a few steps, he crossed the bridge to stand between the two science officers, leaning over them to study the images on the screen. The written text meant nothing to him, but the graphs spoke for themselves. “The problem is not chronitons” he said finally. The sciences were not his area of expertise and he thought for a moment, growling under his breath in frustration as he wondered how best to explain the time distortions that flooded this region of space.

“Time is like a river” he said carefully, as he remembered the way his teachers had explained it to him as a child. “It flows from source to end and like the water in the river, sometimes it flows slow and sometimes fast. It has eddies and backflows. This area of space is full of the eddies. You can negotiate them safely, but only if you are aware of them.

S’ian considered the Predator’s explanation. While undoubtedly simplistic, it displayed a degree of logic that he found surprising in a race of hunters. It was already known that time did always not flow at the same rate. The Terran phrase “Time flies when you’re having fun” while considered more an illustration of perception, did actually demonstrate the concept at its most basic level. There were good reasons why near light speed travel was avoided – it was a proven fact that time slowed down relative to the point of departure. Equally, he knew of at least one planetary system where time flowed at a much faster rate than the outside universe. The river analogy was both poetic and effective.

"I assume you are able to detect the temporal eddies?" the Vulcan asked bluntly, "Are you willing to share that knowledge with us?"

About to speak, Kihr’yende thought better of it. The decision on what technology could be shared was not for him to make. He turned back to his father, wordlessly seeking guidance. The elder inclined his head, silently giving his consent to the exchange of information.

Reassured, the younger Predator turned back to the two scientists. “You will need to adjust your navigational array and the frequency modulation of your scanners” he told them.

Vixis frowned, mostly in concentration but also in annoyance at her lack of knowledge. Temporal mechanics was not her area of expertise. “You will assist us with this?”

“I will have the temporal maps and the necessary information sent across to you” Kihr’yende decided. “Open a channel to my ship”

Unsure about taking orders from the Predator, the communications officer looked across at Speares for confirmation and he nodded, “Do it, Lieutenant.”

“Aye sir!” Lieutenant Baker did as she was bade, “Channel open. Audio only”

Khetara watched interestedly as the tall predator snapped orders to the crew on the Yautja vessel. It was obvious from his conduct and his bearing as he spoke to them, that her first instincts had been correct. This was no mere guard, but someone of rank, accustomed to giving orders and having them obeyed. Keeping her voice low, she commented as much to Endeavour’s temporary commanding officer.

“I’d say we’re looking at their captain” Speares agreed, keeping his voice equally quiet.

Predators had good hearing. Kihr’yende turned to face them. “You are correct” he said, “I am Kihr’yende, captain of the Yautja ship Yeyinde.” Gesturing towards the other predator, he continued, “My companion is Da’rian. He is…” He paused for a moment, deciding on the best translation, “…what you would call Head of Security”

“Transmission coming in from the Yautja ship” Lieutenant Baker reported, “Routing data through to the Science console.”

“Data received” S’ian said calmly, bringing the maps up on his screen and studying the information. The Yautja data was not completely compatible with Starfleet technology and it took the two scientists several moments to fully integrate the information into their system.

S’ian stared at the console in silence for long moments before turning in his chair to face the commanding officers. “General Rustadh, Colonel Speares, you need to see this. I am transferring the maps to the main screen now”

The huge screen at the front of the bridge flickered, as the Vulcan sent the information across, then cleared again to show a tactical display of the solar system. The Yautja captain touched the console with a clawed finger. “Enlarge this section”

S’ian obeyed, magnifying the area that the Predator had indicated. Clearly visible was a winding ribbon of distortion looping around, through and between the two allied ships, intersecting the vessels in several sections, including Endeavour's main transporter core.

“Qu’vatlh!” Vixis swore, staring at the screen.

The Vulcan raised an eyebrow at her language but could not disagree with the sentiment "I suspect" S'ian said, his voice apparently calm but with the faintest hint of tension betraying his concern to those who knew him best, "that if we compare this data with our transporter logs, we will find that Captain Kehlan beamed through the distortion. We are looking at the reason for her disappearance"

The Predator Elder watched with approval and the faintest hint of relief as his son interacted with the bridge personnel. Kihr’yende was fiercely loyal to his father but he had not understood or approved of his politics and privately at least, had strongly opposed the idea of a treaty with beings that had once been their prey. In the privacy of their quarters, they’d had several arguments on the subject, arguments that on more than one occasion had almost come to blows. If Kihr’yende could learn to work with them, then the others would follow. He noted also the lack of fear or discomfort shown by the two scientists as they worked with the predator captain. He had studied their cultures enough to know that neither a Klingon nor a Vulcan would show fear, although for completely different reasons, but their body language indicated nothing more than concentration on their work. His expression hidden behind his mask, his mandibles flared slightly in a faint smile. Just maybe, there was a chance he could make this work.
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