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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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“So…” George said eventually, “Tell me of this le-matya”
“They are a large felinoid creature, about the size of a Terran lion with leathery grey or green skin and diamond markings” Kehlan told him, “Their claws and fangs are extremely poisonous. They are very dangerous. In all honesty, George, I am not at all certain that the Vulcans would allow the le-matya to be hunted. They are a vegetarian society. They do not condone killing.”
The Predator grunted. “It would be disappointing if such worthy prey were to be unavailable for the hunt”
“However” she continued, “Recent scientific reports suggest they are starting to have problems with increased numbers of le-matya. They have done too well and have started to move into populated areas.”
George inclined his head. “It is possible that we could assist with such a problem” he said thoughtfully. “Vulcan is a desert world is it not?” At Kehlan’s nod of confirmation he continued, “We have more than one world where the le-matya would do well. Conservation is very important to us. To hunt a species to extinction would be criminal” He glanced at Kehlan before adding honestly, “and it would end the hunt permanently”
That was something Kehlan understood. The Klingons had very similar views about hunting, although they did not take it to the extremes that the Yautja did. “It would be worth putting the proposal to the Vulcans” she said, “Although you should not be surprised or disappointed if you get a polite refusal. There are many other worlds with suitable prey.”
“As you say, there are many worlds” George acknowledged. His warm amber eyes stared intently into hers as he continued “but I think this is not what you wish to discuss with me. There are more important things we must speak of”
Uncharacteristically nervous, Kehlan hesitated. Down on the planet it had all seemed so simple. They’d had no choice but to work together for mutual survival. She had wanted so much to be able to talk with him, to communicate properly and now that they had that ability, words just seemed to be getting in the way, making things difficult. At least, she thought they were no longer relying solely on the Predator translator, useful though it was. Endeavour’s universal translators had finally deciphered enough of the Yautja language to offer a reliable service. Lay people tended to assume erroneously that it was instant, that it could encounter a new language and translate it immediately. Those who lived and worked in space however understood the reality of the situation. Even for a computer, it took time to lean a new language and the more… alien… a language was, the longer it took and the Yautja language was more alien than most.
She almost growled. Why was she even thinking about the universal translator? Procrastination, she realised, anything to avoid the subject. This talk was long overdue, but now it was at hand she was allowing her nerves to get the better of her. It was time for honesty between them if the friendship they had begun on the planet was to survive. “I… everything has changed so much” she told him, “This entire mission has been a complete disaster – the temporal anomaly, a traitor and murderer somewhere on my ship, an admiral at Starfleet who’s set us up to fail… “She shook her head. “And you… I don’t know how to deal with the fact you’re no longer the young Hunter I met. I don’t know…”
The Predator placed a large, clawed hand on her arm, silencing her. “You arrre my frrriennnd.” He spoke in English in an effort to get his point across, enunciating the alien words slowly and with great care. His accent was heavy and guttural but Kehlan understood him clearly. “But must rrrespect Elder”
Shame filled Kehlan at the reminder of how badly she had messed up. She did understand George’s words, not just the words but the message he was trying to convey. She had served with her senior staff for many years and they counted among her closest friends. Even so, there was a line that must not be crossed; things that could be said off duty and in private that could not be said while in uniform. She was the captain, she had a position to maintain and she expected her officers to respect that. “I would not have allowed one of my officers to speak to me in the way I spoke to you” Kehlan admitted quietly, “I am truly sorry”
The old Predator stared down at her, seeing the sincerity in her dark eyes. “I overreacted” he said honestly, reverting back to his own tongue and allowing the translator to make his words clear. He had made an effort to learn the language that had become known as Federation Standard and could understand it fairly well but his mandibles and the lack of fleshy lips made the words difficult for him to pronounce. “I lost my temper and acted like an arrogant Young Blood.” His mandibles twitched in a very slight smile, “You bring out both the best and the worst in me. Our friendship will, I think, be… interesting for both of us”
Interesting? Kehlan was reminded of the old Chinese curse ‘May you live in interesting times’. She shook her head. “I think we both have a lot to learn” she said quietly, “But I care too much not to try.” She stopped, flushing slightly at the turn the conversation had taken. She was making it sound like... Thankfully, her friend did not seem to have noticed, or if he did, he knew better than to comment.
“I am the Ambassador to your people” George reminded her, “There will be many more meetings between us. There will be time for us to learn and many opportunities for us to Hunt side by side.”
“Do you think” she said after a moment, “that our next meeting could be somewhere a little more sensible? Somewhere that isn’t full of undetectable temporal eddies?
The old Predator trilled with laughter. “Kay-lan” he said. “Eight hundred years ago, when I took my Chiva, you were there. You hunted with me, fought by my side and saved my life more than once. Together we killed the Kainde Amedha queen.”
“I remember” she said, aware that she was missing something obvious but not quite sure what. Temporal mechanics were not one of her strongest points. “You saved my life as well”
“Yes, I did” he said. “We survived because of each other. Alone we would both be dead. Kay-lan, the meeting was here because it had to be here. And you are here because I asked for your presence on the diplomatic team. Because eight hundred years ago you WERE here”
Kehlan groaned. “Predestined temporal paradox. Do you have any idea how much I hate those things. They give me a headache!”
“Meeting you changed me, Kay-lan” George said, and something in his tone told her he was deadly serious now. “Because of you I learned lessons that many of my people do not learn until they are much older, if they learn at all. That other races have value, that we can cooperate with them, learn from them and work together for the benefit of both.”
“We have to make this treaty work, George” Kehlan said, her tone equally serious. “Your friendship means too much to me to lose it now.” She sighed before continuing, “When I was rescued from the planet, I expected to meet up with you back on the ship. Then I found out about the time jump – and after eight hundred years, I thought you were long dead. I…” She stopped, shaking her head in remembered distress.
“We are a long lived race” George acknowledged, with a trill of gentle amusement. “Provided, that is, that we do not get ourselves killed in the Hunt.”
The old Predator glanced across the holodeck. The two Yautja warriors were fighting side by side with the Ooman and the Klingon. As he watched, the Ooman marine kicked a monster away from Da’rian only to be caught by surprise as another monster attacked from behind, grabbing him by the throat and shaking him like a rat. Kihr’yende leapt forward, crossing the clearing in one bound. He yanked the holographic monster's head back, forcing it to let go of its prey. Then Kreltek was there, knife in hand, cutting its exposed throat.
Above the sounds of fighting, George could hear conversation and laughter. He touched Kehlan’s arm to get her attention, then gestured towards the combatants “There will be an alliance between our peoples” he said, “It has already begun”
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Thank you to all who have followed the story and who have left reviews, especially Kellie.. I really hope you are enjoying it so far. Hopefully this chapter has answered a few questions. The story is almost done now... this was supposed to be the penultimate chapter but the characters had other ideas and there are still a few loose ends to tie up. So I estimate another 3 chapters, 4 at the absolute most. I already have ideas for a followup story, taking place about a year later and am starting to make notes.
Also, there are several other stories about these characters my personal favourite being "A Fear Faced" - a short story that explains why Kehlan is scared of spiders. Well wouldnt you be if you met one that was four feet tall?
A big thank you also to my Beta reader, Sal, who, over the last few chapters has been more cowriter than beta, hence my giving her a fairly big part in the story.
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