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Training lasted for five hours, much to Cross's satisfaction. She was actually surprised Kelly didn't interfere; the nurse had kept her promised. Cross had already told Kelly to go ahead of her and that she would be at the medic quarter shortly after she gives her men a lecture. But instead of going to the medic quarter like she promised, Cross quickly made it to her own quarter unnoticed after dismissing her men. Like everyone in the Colony, Cross's living quarter resembled a small, one bedroom apartment with her own living room, and bathroom. Everyone ate together in the mess hall for breakfast, lunch and dinner. Taking off her gym attires, Cross showered and dressed in her normal black uniform attires. Going to her wall where she has all her weapons hung up for display, Cross chose her favorite katana, a gift from her late mother, before heading out.
Instead of staying within their perimeters, Cross left the safety of the colony and into the forest just three miles ahead. Cross felt guilty for leaving without telling Kelly, but the need to be alone and away from everyone was what she craved at the moment. When Cross felt her mind being overwhelmed, she sneaks off into the middle of the forest and towards the secluded waterfall. It was just something she did ever since she began training with her father. The waterfall was the one place that gave her peace of mind. After an hour, Cross made it to her destination and basked in the sight of the magnificent waterfall in front of her. With the sun high above her, it showed the clear blue water just below the towering fall. Sitting near the edge of the water, Cross untied her katana and laid it down beside her. The sound of water, air and animals always brought peacefulness to the very core of her soul. The first time Cross stumbled on this place was after her mother's funeral. She had been six when her father told her of her mother's passing. Her mother had been very sick for a while, something that a six year old Cross thought was just a simple fever. Closing her eyes against the painful memory and breathing in the scent of nature, Cross made sure to enjoy her time alone before she was call back from her radio. And that when it happens... Cross have only been meditating fifteen minutes when a loud piercing scream and explosion jerked her to her feet with her katana in hand. The alarm cries of birds and other animals echo throughout the forest. Looking up at the sky, Cross noticed the black line of smoke and scowled. Something foreign had crashed landed in the very forest she was in! Unsheathing her blade and Bersa, Cross ran towards the direction of the crashed sight. Dreading at the thought of the one creature she feared might return for revenge. Lying in the center of the crash site was a small round pod. Luckily the crash didn't cause the forest to go into fire, much to Cross's relief. But still...she had to be cautious when she approached the foreign object. At her approached the pod let out a stream of hiss, causing Cross the jump back in a defensive pose. She watched with guarded eyes as the center of the pod split open, releasing more smokes. Sensing no more surprises, Cross slowly and carefully approached the opened pod and gasped. Unfortunately, it did have one more surprise... "You gotta be shitting me!" Cross cursed. Inside the pod was an alien baby...but not just any baby, but a predator baby...one that belonged to a dangerous group of race called the 'Yautja'! All colonies knew of the Yautja, the hunters, all knew to stay clear of the forest during the time of great heat. It was one of those creatures that entered Captain Cross's perimeter and slaughtered her men. It was rare for something like that to happen, but it did...six months ago. (Flash Back) The sound of heavy rain and thunderous roar echoed throughout the gray clouds sky. Standing in the middle of a blood soaked battlefield stood a lone woman with a katana in her hand and Bersa in the other. Her blade was covered in the blood of her enemy, but her blood, too, was covered on the enemy's wrist blade. This was no ordinary enemy she's ever come across. No. Its speed and power was unlike anything she's ever witnessed. Just behind the creature were the bodies of her men, her soldiers. Akira Cross, Captain of Colony 28, felt her gut wrenched at the sight of her decapitated men. Cross had only gotten the call fifteen minutes ago when one of her men detected a non-human life on the field. Too late when she got there four of her rookies were already dead and claimed as trophies. Yautja... It was what they were called and Cross had only seen it in photos and never in person. But there it was, standing fifteen feet from her. The minute Cross made it to the field the sight of her dead men stopped her only for a brief moment before the Yautja charged towards her. Both her hands instantly reached behind her back and withdrew her weapons, her katana and bersa. Her bersa was the first weapon to go, but she held on to the katana and blocked each and every one of its powerful attacks. "Come on, you fucker, give me your best shot!" Much like the pictures she's seen, the Yautja was a creature not to be reckoned with. The ferocious creature towered over her at seven foot three and covered in head to toe with armors and weapons. It's black inky dreadlocks whipped around its hideous face as the predator spread its four crab-like mandibles and let out a monstrous roar. Cross brace herself before the reptilian humanoid creature charge at her. The very ground shook beneath her boots at its heavy weight. With a war cry of her own, Cross swung her blade forward... (Flash Back End) At the sound of a piercing wail, Cross snapped out of thought. Staring down at the alien infant, she frowned. Normally, a Yautja was either a dark green or even black, from what she's seen. But this...this Yautja baby was...white! Getting down to her knees beside the opened pod, Cross leaned closer at the foreign baby and gasped at the sight of its red eyes. Albino was the first thing to come to mind. Staring closely, the baby's hasn't formed any spots or stripes yet on its body, its ten fingers were void of claws and its mandible hasn't formed any tusks or fangs. And its crown forehead, where on the adults, had a creased of spots or, how she would say, beauty marks, was smoothed and soft. No hair, or dreadlocks, in sight, indicating the alien baby was a new born. Cross scowled. "Why the hell would they abandoned a new born baby?" she muttered to herself. The Yautja baby let out a small wail, tugging something in Cross's gut, the alien baby's cry sounded so much like a human's, it was hard not to feel anything. Tearing her eyes off the defenseless baby, she found an alien writing on the side of the pod and wrote it down for future translation. And now the question was, should she take the most dangerous baby in the universe with her or abandoned it to the animals? Can it survive among humans, can it even be accepted? A quick death was the logical answer. This thing was bound to grow up into a predator anyways, right? A killer, a voice in her head hissed. A merciful kill should be the way, right? Even if she does take it with her, how does one even raise a Yautja baby? "Fuck," Cross muttered under her breath. Leave it...the voice continues to growled. Pretend you never came across it...Or just kill it... God knows those things killed plenty of her people without remorse, she thought bitterly. KILL IT! Her fingers unconsciously tightened over the handled of her katana. Her decision was made; she was going to have to kill it. Holding her katana above her head, Cross closes her eyes against the image of killing something so small. A swift kill would be merciful for this creature, quick and easy, quick and easy... DO IT! But the blade never met its mark. And instead fell to the ground with a soft thud. "I should be ashamed of myself for even thinking that," she muttered to herself, her eyes staring down at the curious baby. No matter what, it was still an innocent in this. It was just a baby, dammit! What right did she have to end its life? Maybe, just maybe...can she raise this baby on a different path? That shouldn't be too hard, right? Sheathing her katana, Cross took off her jacket before cautiously picking up the Yautja baby. Definitely heavier than a newborn that's for sure! And, Cross frowned, the baby was a boy! 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