Disclaimer: I do not own the Quest Team or the Predator I am just writing this because I like the show. Anyway I was thinking about what would happen if JQ and company(the coolest dudes around) fought the Predator (the coolest alien around). Remember when reading this is my first fan fic. P.S. A special thanks to Gelo, Yongil, Sammi, Alice, and Gary Fleisher for their costant help and whom without this would have been impossible. Oh yeah, a wee bit of blood in this one ;) The Hunt Part IV By Timur Gurigan In a clearing some distance away from Ilyas and Ramon's dead bodies the poachers set up camp. They had put the Quest clan in the center of their camp guarded by two sentries.=20 "If you ask me Esteban this demon is going to kill us all." Said one of the Poachers. "Relax Jorge, there is no way that "thing" is going to get in here and besides we have a few shields" Replied the other poacher pointing towards the Quests. "If you hurt my daughter=85"Race said threateningly Esteban snickered and walked toward the tied up Quests "Your going to do what?" He slapped Race across the face," Your in no position to say anything if it wasn't for all the money you are worth I would=85"Suddenly he stopped and looked up. " Hey, Jorge what is that?" Esteban pointed to a spot in the fringes of their camp. A glass like figure was sitting on a branch. "Over there in the trees" he said raising his gun in the direction. Suddenly a flash of light appeared from the figure. A blue fireball shot toward Esteban like a bullet, and hit him squarely in the chest, knocking his body several feet away. A gaping hole was burned into his chest. Race and the rest of the Quest clan turned their heads toward the source of the blast. Something dropped out of the trees. It hit the ground silently and started running at blinding speed toward where the Quests were. Jorge's eyes widened in shock as the blur shot straight for him. He leveled his gun and started firing. Sparks could be seen flashing across the phantoms form but it did not slow down, two claws descended and finished the hapless poacher off.=20 The other poachers soon ran out of their tents and started descending toward the being. Suddenly the specter turned toward the Quests electrical sparks running down the length of its body. The creature became more and more visible until it was wholly discernible. It was a reptilian humanoid, tall, almost seven feet tall, and wore a mask. The creature uttered a low throatily growl and retracted a pair of bloody hooks into a device on his left hand. The poachers burst out of the woods but stopped in amazement at the creature. One of them, with a scream, charged it blazing away with his gun. The alien spun around quickly became ephemeral again. Another blue orb shot forth from its shoulder silencing the poacher with brutal efficiency. The other poachers shocked out of their stupor began firing wildly at the fleeing form but it was too late as the being fled into the woods. * * *=20 "What the hell was that!" yelled Mr. Conner as he ran out of the underbrush. "I don't know boss, but whatever it was it's going to pay." Said Carlos, as he looked out into the jungle searching for anything that moved. "Hmmm, well what ever it is it's were goin' to get it first." uttered Mr. Conner " How, there's only you, Carlos and me." said Jose, not taking his eyes off the jungle landscape. "It's very simple Jose," Said Mr. Connor with a very confident voice, "We let one problem", he pointed toward the Quests, "take care of the other". He chuckled "It seems the hunter will become the hunted." * * * It was hurt; those things had hurt him, and they would not get away with it he thought angrily as he looked at the green blood oozing from his leg. It thought of how much fun it would be to end their pitiful little lives, how good their skulls would look among his trophies. It pressed a button on his arm and a small medical kit popped out of a box on his leg. He pulled out a mechanism used to heal puncture wounds and jabbed it into his thigh. Pain shot through his leg as the tool went to work. He let out a primal roar as his thoughts of vengeance increased; killing them would be fun. * * * Three shadows loomed over the Quests. One of them smiled and pulled out a large knife. It came down in a glistening arc and cut through the ropes holding the Quest clan. "Get up Bannon." Said Connor, the two other poachers had guns leveled at him. "Why should I listen to you?" He replied. "Something unpleasant might happen if you don't." Said Connor with a chuckle, as he leveled his pistol towards Jessie's head. Race reluctantly stood up. "Now, be a nice boy and walk into that clearing Bait, I mean Bannon." All three poachers snickered as Race walked forward. Carlos, with his bazooka, hid behind a rock overlooking Race's position as Connor and Jose hid adjacent to Bannon. With no one looking Hadji closed his eyes and started to slip out of the ropes. "Hadj, what are you doing?" Whispered Jonny. "Trying to get us out of our predicament." Replied Hadji as he finished slipping out of the bonds. "We must leave very quietly or=85" Crack! Hadji's words were interrupted as he crumpled to the ground. Jose was over him, "Got him boss!" "Good", Replied Connor, "I wouldn't want our friends to miss the show." He said with a smile as the Quests, and an unconscious Hadji, were tied up= again. * * * Race Bannon stood in the middle of the clearing awaiting his fate. The jungle all around him was humming with noise; birds chirping and insects humming. Unexpectedly all the noises stopped, a deathly silence hung over the clearing, not a thing moved. Suddenly the silence was interrupted by a sharp splintering noise as a blue fireball hurtled with blinding speed out of the trees toward Race. The End Part 4 So what did you think? (Part 5 will be the conclusion so if you have any comments save them until you read it:)