#Alien vs. Predator

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Alien vs. Predator (2004) directed by Paul W.S. Anderson

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AvP: Alien vs. Predator

(2004) dir. Paul W. S. Anderson

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Alien vs. Predator (1991) by Randy Stradley and Phill Norwood

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[sinclair-enterprises]

Me when I watch the Scarlex scenes in AVP.

[lucy-moderatz]

[beating-beetle-heart]

is there a pdf or online version of AVP the movie novelization? I heard it's actually not to bad and want to read it, but also don't want to spend money since I'm not too invested in the series

[tawneybel]

I asked cause I found one fanfic featuring a futa Ripley 8 from Alien Resurrection and now I’m craving it.

That’s the last Alien movie I saw. Well, that or Alien vs. Predator.  

Personally, I just want to get bred by a xenomorph. 

AND LIVE. 

[solitaryearthperson]

Etov (Last part to Need A Hero)

Summary: Kronu and (Y/N) make a life on Etov.

(The reader is 18+ and uses she/her pronouns. The ethnicity/race is any.)

Kronu is the name of the yautja.

Italics is their thoughts.

Translations : pyodi sain’ja -  soft warrior

By the time the agents had kicked down her door and stormed inside, guns raised readily, (Y/N) and Kronu had already left the property and were on their way to his ship.

As the agents walked through the house, they flipped and kicked over anything they could, hoping to find some clue to Kronu's existence and any clue as to where they were. The only thing they found that confirmed his existence was the large xenomorph skull sitting in the corner of her living room. After confiscating it, they searched harder through her home, trying to find anything else, but were disappointed. By the time they had left with the skull, Kronu's ship was already high in the sky, it's invisibility already turned on, leaving Earth's atmosphere.

~

*3 months later*

As (Y/N) made her way through the market, heavy bags of fruit hanging in her hands, the sounds of quiet chirps made her turn her head to see that an Etovian alien was calling her over to his tent. There was a sign hanging on the top of it, but she was still struggling to read the Etovian language. 

He’ll be worried if I’m gone too long, she thought, not sure if she should give in to her curiosity to see the vendor’s items. He doesn’t want me out past dark.

Living on this planet was such a strange thing for (Y/N), but she absolutely loved it. She especially loved being with Kronu. When they first got there, they both were nervous about living there and the beings that possibly lived there, Kronu, moreso than her, but he knew how to hide it better than her. Etov was a jungle planet that his kind had heard of, but rarely ever ventured to it, seeing as it didn’t have any game that they considered to be worthy as a trophy. He didn’t know anything about the native people there and whether or not they were a threat to him and his ooman. It was the fifth day that they were there that they met an Etovian and soon they were introduced to the people and their culture. While they were extremely courteous and curious about (Y/N), they made sure to keep their respective distance from Kronu. His great size, and growls made them as uneasy and nervous as him. Soon (Y/N) was almost fully immersed into the culture, still struggling to understand some of their language and their writing. Unlike the yautja’s language that was filled with growls and clicks, the Etovian’s language consisted of mainly chirps that almost reminded her of the sounds of bird’s. (Y/N) and Kronu had both agreed that if they go anywhere away from the ship, they should be back before it’s dark. Despite how polite the Etovians were, he still didn’t fully trust them yet.

Looking up to the pink sky, she could see that their sun was shining brightly. I’ll be quick, she thought, walking over to the tent, still carrying her bags. 

As she walked up to the tent, she saw that the vendor was selling different items from other planets. Looking over a table, she could see that there were a few items that looked to be from Earth or at least similar to Earth things and they were all piled on the table. Not seeing anything that interested her, she was about to turn and leave, when she noticed something in the corner of her eye. Dropping the bags, she began moving some of the items out of the way and picked it up, letting out a gasp. 

“How much,” she asked him.

~

She’ll be fine, Kronu told himself, continuing to skin his kill. They are of no danger to her. After she had left to go forage for fruit, he decided that he was going to go out and hunt for some food. While the creatures were not trophy worthy, they were good as food, and he noticed that unlike the females of his kind, (Y/N) didn’t care about any trophies. He noticed very quickly how different she was from female yautjas and at first was slightly nervous about it, but after a while, had grown to love that about her. 

Finishing his skinning, he gathered the carcass of the animal and was about to prepare it to cook, when he heard the soft footsteps of his ooman. In the months being there, he had to teach himself different ways to cook her food, forgetting that her smaller, more sensitive, human body can only consume meat when it’s cooked. 

Pressing a button close to him, he opened the ship door for her and went back to the meat.

“Kronu,” she greeted him, a bright, happy smile upon her face. “I found lots of fruit for us,” she told him, lifting the bags, proudly.

The bright smile on her face brought one to his as well, or at least the yautja-equivalent of a bright smile. 

Dropping them on the floor, she opened one of the bags and pulled out her purchase from the vendor and held it out to him, her smile even brighter. “I also bought this.”

Tilting his head, he looked down at the object in her hands. “ ‘ook,” he tried to say ‘book.’

“Mm-hm,” she nodded, excitedly, opening the book, quickly flipping through the pages. “It’s a story book. I used to love these when I was little. They have lots of different stories in it, some of them have lessons, too.”

He didn’t understand her excitement about the object, but didn’t say anything, always happy to see his ooman, happy and smiling over something.

“Want some help?”

Nodding his head, he took a few steps to the side to let her begin helping prepare the food. By now, he’s figured out enough on how to cook the meat properly for her and didn’t really need any help, but he was still quite shy to admit how much he loved her presence. Even though, she wasn’t gone that long, he still found himself, worrying and missing her.

~

Turning a page in the book, she ran her eyes over the words on the page and the accompanying art, her mind filling with memories of her childhood, where her and her mother would read story books together before bed. The thought of her old life back on Earth almost made a tear come to her eye, but she quickly blinked it away, and continued reading. 

The sound of soft footsteps entering the large room made her look up from the book to see her large, predator lover taking off his armor and dropping it on the floor by the door. For the past hour, he was in one of the rooms on the ship, practicing his fighting techniques, and she could tell by how loud he was breathing that it was an intense session. 

“You okay,” she asked, noticing the way he moved his arm, as if it was sore. 

He nodded his head, silently and walked over to the bed, plumping his heavy body down onto the bed, next to her. His body landing on the bed made (Y/N) slightly bounce and she held onto the sides of the book, before looking back down to the pages. She was about to continue reading, when she felt his large hand gently placed itself on her back. Before she could ask what he was doing, he suddenly pulled her body closer to his, making her fall over and land on her side, still holding the book.

“Kronu,” she giggled, placing her head on his chest, and looking up at him. She could see that his face held a look of amusement. “What are you doing,” she asked.

“ ‘ead it,” he told her. 

“I was reading it, till you pulled me. Why’d you pull me?”

“I ‘ant you close to ‘e, pyodi sain’ja,” he said, placing his hand on her head.

She was getting better at learning his language, but she definitely knew what those words meant and she felt her cheeks grow warm at them. Most humans might not be able to see on his face, but she could recognize the warmth and love in his eyes as he looked at her.

���Okay,” she said, turning back to her book, enjoying the warmth his body brought her and began reading again. 

While she did miss some of her life back on Earth, she also didn’t want to go back. She loved being on a new planet, with an alien who first came to her as her hero and soon became her lover. 

Here, on Etov, (Y/N) and Kronu would create a wonderful life together.

[thejakeformerlyknownasprince]

So you’ve tackled “could the Animorphs beat a Xenomorph,” but what about “could the Animorphs beat a Yautja?”

I'm going to vote for the Animorphs on this one. If Tobias can instantly spot a chee disguised as a rock (#27), one who is so well-disguised that a human could sit on that rock and never know anything, then Tobias can almost certainly see through Predator camouflage. We get those little hints of motion blur each time the Predator moves, presumably as the shielding is taking a second to catch up. So if a human can somewhat see one sometimes, then it seems reasonable that a raptor can always spot one.

Assuming that the Yautja attacks after Ax has a snake morph, then the Animorphs will also have an advantage in understanding how they're being hunted and adapting accordingly. Snakes are the obvious answer for blending in temperature-wise, but bugs could work too.

So: if Tobias can see the Predator, anyone with wolf or dog morph can track the Predator, and Ax can hide from the Predator... This one seems like an easy-ish win for Team Animorph.

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Alien vs. Predator (2004) directed by Paul W.S. Anderson

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AvP: Alien vs. Predator

(2004) dir. Paul W. S. Anderson

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Gallery 1988 has released King Kong vs. Godzilla, Freddy vs. Jason, and Alien vs. Predator artwork by Andy Stattmiller. Priced at $30, each 11x14 print is limited to 25.

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Alien vs. Predator (1991) by Randy Stradley and Phill Norwood

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Alexa "Lex" Woods wanted to fuck Scar so bad