#I bet on losing dogs 🔥

[the-666-system]

I just wanted to make a post clarifying something for all of you...singlets...out there.

If you are friends with a system that has animal alters, and you think it's acceptable to act like it's a joke or make fun of them, you need to go take a bath in acid.

We have multiple animal alters. Three programmed cats that were born from a Warrior Cats script and a black GSD that came about after we developed clinical lycanthropy during wilderness "therapy".

It's not funny when your friend is so traumatized that they end up completely disconnecting from their sense of humanity. None of our alters identify as humans, even if some of our introjects are in their sources. Nobody is comfortable with being perceived as humans in our system, and whether that presents as an alter saying that they don't want to be referred to as human, or an alter starts walking on all fours and barking, you do not have the right to treat it like it's some game that they can just snap out of because you think it's "cringey" or "embarrassing".

Our trauma is not embarrassing. Our system is not embarrassing. Our alters are not embarrassing. Our mental illness is not embarrassing.

The only thing that's embarrassing here is your behavior.

- Toby

[cloudii-skiies]

would 😿 you 😿 let 😿 me 😿 baby 😿 lose 😿 on 😿 losing 😿 dogs 😿 i 😿 know 😿 they're 😿 losing 😿 and 😿 i 😿 pay 😿 for 😿 my 😿 place 😿 by 😿 the 😿 ring 😿 where 😿 i'll 😿 be 😿 looking 😿 in 😿 their 😿 eyes 😿 when 😿 they're 😿 down 😿

[velidewrites]

I Bet on Losing Dogs 🐺🔥 || Character Cards 1/5

In a lucky twist of fate, smokewraith-assassin Nesta Archeron becomes the first person to ever attempt killing Beron Vanserra and escape unharmed. Now, the entire Guard chases after her, led by the one and only Autumn Court Heir. But Eris Vanserra doesn’t seek to punish — no, he wants to enlist her help.

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Happy @acotargiftexchange to the lovely @dusk-muse — surprise, I’m your Secret Santa!! 💌 I’ve had so much fun simping for Neris with you, so I wrote you a fic! Before we get to I Bet on Losing Dogs, though, I’ve drawn you 5 Character Cards to introduce & visualize the story a little better.

Starting off with Eris, you can find Part 2 of his Card under the cut! I think you can guess who’s coming next 👀 The fic will be up once all five Cards are posted!

Thank you @acotargiftexchange for organizing such a wonderful event and for all your hard work on bringing the fandom together every year 🎄✨

[boudicca]

ten people i'd like to get to know better

tagged by my dear darling @vechter

last song: carte postale by revers gagnant and petit nuage

favourite color: it changes but tiger lily orange will forever be a favourite

last book: reading brideshead revisited right now!

last movie: i rewatched the batman (2022) last week

last TV show: i started watching blue eye samurai last month (?) but i haven't finished it

sweet/savory/spicy: probably sweet... but how do i choose between sweet and savoury

relationship status: my number one song on spotify wrapped this year will be mitski's i bet on losing dogs 👍

last thing i searched: "how to defrost salmon fillet quickly" because i WILL be having salmon and rice today on pain of death

current obsession: comic books of course... and complaining about comic books. and looking at antique furniture on facebook marketplace

looking forward to: i don't really have anything i'm looking forward to atm... it will snow soon which i'm excited for :-)

bonus topics via @/dangerousdan-dan:

favourite drink: hazelnut iced coffee... i never go to starbucks anymore but when i did it was always with cold foam

song playing on a loop in your head 24/7: right now it's pop muzik by m but lately it's been hammer by hana vu

current favourite character: unfortunately tim drake of batman fame. my all time favourite is of course GANSEY 💪🔥💯

fun activity you would like to get into: i'd LOVE to get into kickboxing and kayaking...

last video game: the only video game i've played in the last 4 years is minecraft

last comic/graphic novel: titans (2008) #27 which i read ummm two weeks ago. need to get back on the grind

tagging @mysterypuppy @chelseahotel3 @delphissoracle @autistwizard @chelseahotel2004 @murderballadeer @icouldhavebeenfree @ghost-hotel @ekleiipsis and of course @angelozi

[firecrackerhh]

I don’t think this is really a spoiler (Viv kinda already told us the backstories to most of her main characters in streams before)

So what I will say is this.

I’m pretty sure every fucking character in the hotel. Is a loser. A has-been if you will.

So when I hear “the show about a bunch of demons who clearly are in shit circumstances aren’t the super powerful beings I wanted them to be…”

Man, what the fuck were you expecting?

Now Alastor’s death essentially (remember I’m ONLY getting this info from what I remember and NOT from ANY LEAKED INFO) is that he got shot and ripped apart by hunting dogs. Now I personally headcanon that he got mistaken for a deer somehow, but who really knows currently.

But here’s what I really want to get into.

“Would it be so difficult to at least make him seem like a not incompetent idiot?”

…dude, do you think serial killers are like, uniquely smart or something? A lot of them seem to me to be incredibly cocky if not outright…unwell. (Ugh, don’t even get me started on Ed fucking Gein)

The reason why serial killers do what they do (or at least one reason) is that they like the thrill. They love getting attention for their crimes.

They want to be remembered for their crimes. Now if y’all will let me dive into a lil bit of headcanon…

Alastor was a radio host and a serial killer, I bet when he was reporting on his own crimes it gave him a rush of dopamine just a bit less than when he was actually doing the fucking killing. He probably fucking loved being the only one who actually knew the truth of what was going on.

I imagine dying in a bayou surrounded by hunting dogs is a rather…not fun way to die, I imagine Alastor was pissed off at the whole ordeal, this is how he goes? The hunter becomes the hunted? Oh the delicious irony!

Him dying in such a pathetic way (in his viewpoint, and I’m guessing by the Anon’s POV as well) is the fucking point.

Serial killers only want to be remembered for what they want to be remembered for. They certainly don’t want to be remembered for dying. Sure, I bet after he died his boss and the people working with him at the station felt upset, but they eventually moved on.

They forgot about him in time. His hometown moved on, to now where no one except the people alive in that time from that specific place can even remember his radio show. Who even listens to the radio anymore?

Being forgotten may as well be an ultimate punishment for Alastor, no one remembers him, and while sure, he’s made it big in hell, with the invention of the television and Vox being the new big bad overlord, with Alastor’s 7 year hiatus, very few really know him except through stories.

Maybe he likes it better that way, he likes being a mystery; but if he doesn’t have the power to really back up the whole big bad radio demon persona, and the rest of hell finds out, what will be left for him?

I know Millie said this, but it rings true for him as well. “Reputation is everything.”

Tho not exactly. If you don’t have the power to back up that reputation, you lose it right? Who is Alastor without that reputation? Without his power?

Guess we’ll find out, I hope.

Ok that was fun but now it’s time to be petty.

“Really Amir, can you really say you’re proud of your work?”

Say that to his fucking face you coward-ass lil bitch. Just…fucking wow, that attitude is disgusting. I don’t even know what to say.

Are you proud to act like a fucking cunt online for objectively retarded fucking reasons? Is that how your mother fucking raised you? To be a condescending prick?

Unbelievable. Do you think people act this way towards Keith David online? The way people treat anyone associated with Viv in any way is fucking reprehensible, these people should get their ass kicked at the least.

🧨🔥~Firecracker out~🧨🔥

[weewooooweew]

(to the tune of i bet on losing dogs by mitski) my pookie my pookie… you’re my pookie…🔥

you're clinically insane i love you

[witchbugs]

hello beloved mutuals u’ll never guess what character this post is about. to celebrate the episode betty’s ten year anniversary of existence here is a annotation of sorts (?) of my betty playlist (<- talking to empty audience) warning this makes increasingly less sense

starting off strong with betty (a little bit of madness) by half shy !!!!! we dont appreciate this song enough THERE IS A SONG ABT HER !!!!!! BY SOMEONE WHO WROTE MUSIC FOR THE SHOW :3 dont even have to say anything abt this one

THE MOON WILL SING BY THE CRANE WIVES. ITS THE. THE I COULD HAVE BEEN ANYONE ELSE. I SPENT SO MUCH TIME DEDICATED TO SIMON IM NOT SURE THERES EVEN ANY ME LEFT ANYMORE. shaking like a rabid dog do we get the vision

the deal by mitski !! this one is just sooo betty fusing with golb ok trust me

& by tally hall!! this one is solely for the outro tbh 😭 BIG BAD BETTY OF THE POCALYPSE, SHE OPENS HER LIPS AND IT GOES LIKE THIS ‼️🔥🔥

I BET ON LOSING DOGS BY MITSKI. GODDD THIS IS THE ONE THAT MADE ME WANNA MAKE THIS POST. III BET ON LOSING DOGSS, I KNOW THEYRE LOSING AND I PAY FOR MY PLACE BY THE RING. simon/ice king ok. are we seeing the vision. and dont even get me STARTEDDD on i always want u when im finally fine… ITS THE WAY SIMON WAS INSANE AND WHEN HE WAS FINALLY HIMSELF AGAIN SHE WAS GONE. EATING GLASS. and FINALLY the SOMEONE TO WATCH ME DIE. GODDDD.

curses by the crane wives! I JUST THINK IT FITS OK :3 the devils after both of ussss OUGHGUH

no eyed girl by lemon demon, gonna be so real idk how to explain this one. we’re just vibing

i’m your man by mitski. yes theres a lot of mitski. this is on my petrigrof playlist as well and i think it could be from either pov tbh. LIKE the first verse is betty i think and the second is simon’s suicidal ass in fionna and cake

running up that hill (a deal with god) by kate bush :3 this ones just OBVIOUSSS id make a deal with god… GET HIM TO SWAP OUR PLACES…..

my girlfriend is a witch by october country ! just for sillies. magic betty ily forever and ever

love, me normally by will wood! dont know how to explain this one either tbh bc will wood lyrics scramble my brain but in a pleasant way. idk i just think shes full of autism and also magic insanity

sick of losing soulmates by dodie! OUGHGHG. another more petrigrof centered one but mannn . I CAN FINALLY SEE UR AS FUCKED UP AS ME SO HOW DO WE WIN. I WONT TAKE NO FOR AN ANSWER. lighting myself on fire

death thrice dawn by the scary jokes! ngl i dont remember adding this one but ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ tossing this verse at u

wife by mitski!!!! is this a stretch. idc idc. ur home to mee if i am not urs what am iiii

goodbye, my danish sweetheart by mitski !! guhh magic betty and “i’m sure that uve seen what its done to my heart” and “im not the girl i ought to be” and “you can tell them what u saw in me and not the way i am” ☹️ ANDDD could we just be what we’re meant to be, im just about to beg u pleaseew ☹️💔

i guess by mitski GODDDD so proud of her for moving on and idk learning to pass the bechdel test i GUESS but im GOINJ TO EAT FIBERGLASS

ANDDD THATS THE END !!! FOR NOW !!! there will be more songs on this playlist later :3 if u read this ily and i will probably do this w/ my petrigrof playlist at some point :3

[solar-halos]

🔥

i was trying to think of something crazy for this one but i think i’ll just stick to my roots: billy taupe and lucy gray

i think their relationship is so fun. i’m not gonna lie i don’t spend that much time on the ballad tag but i genuinely don’t get why billy taupe in general isn’t talked about more. he’s a lover he’s a fighter he bets on losing dogs he works so hard he’s the laziest person ever he’s easy to love he’s the most insufferable person ever he loves his brother so much he’s extremely selfish. you know?

[wherearew3]

Haiii first post in awhile but here's my pressure oc past vs present drawing 🔥

[slime-sandwhich-nom]

penball ftw 🔥🔥🔥

anyway. GUMBALL IS MITSKI CODED. specifically songs like "a pearl" or "me and my husband" or "I bet on losing dogs" . those all come to mind .

i could lit go on a rant for how many mitski lyrics fit him 🙏

You're giving me ideas for drawings and penball drawings btw

[the-666-system]

TW: ramcoa, cult abuse, wilderness survival, white room torture, child death, trafficking, etc.

Can't stop thinking about all of those kids who never made it out of the cult.

All of those kids who died in the woods during winter because they were too young or even disabled to know how to hunt for food, build a fire, or find shelter.

All of those kids who lost their minds from weeks and months of white room torture who ended up in state mental hospitals because they couldn't function.

(We almost ended up there, but a private school for mentally ill/traumatized teens like us opened in the next town, and we got lucky on late admissions).

All of those kids who were sold to the scum of the earth and still have to be located by the feds.

All of those kids who ended up severely disabled and sick by the abuse and trauma they went through.

People love to fakeclaim us for having a bunch of physical and mental disorders when it's LITERALLY THE ABUSE WE WENT THROUGH THAT MADE US DEVELOP IT!!!! USE YOUR BRAINS OMG

[kibellah]

jules!!! 😈💗💖💗

i would absolutely love to learn about your bg3 oc & the choices they made throughout the story 💗🔥💗

idk too much about fallen hero but your character sounds so fucking epic 🥹

NAOMI 🫶💞💞🫶💞🫶

aahhh THANK YOUUUU <3 she is live laugh and loving her way through life!

🫴🏻 but let’s explore my beloved durge, florence 😈

she’s a red draconic sorcerer (everyone say thank you daddy bhaal for the magic)! her main party is shadowheart, astarion, and lae’zel.  florence and astarion were both guzzling down tadpoles the whole game, and shadowheart even joined in on the fun a little

 with her memory loss situation, she chalks it up to being cursed. so she decides good deeds = memory comes back. so she does all the "good" decisions in act 1, saving the grove, siding w the myconids, etc

she also sleeps with lae’zel and then at the party, she sleeps with astarion after he propositions her (she makes him say please first tho don’t worry). sex and romance weren’t really on her priority list, but she figures it doesn't hurt to have some people on her side in case she murders someone else LMAO

act 2 she's bit pissed that the curse hasn't been lifted yet but maybe murdering alfira in cold blood was a setback on the good deeds list, so gotta press on! 

when sceleritas visits her again in act 2 and tells her to kill isobel, florence is like wtffff. But then eureka💡. this must be the defining moment for her curse. she just has to not kill isobel and lift the shadow curse, then her own curse will be lifted

astarion and her make the deal with raphael to kill yurgir and so then astarion and her become official. so love wins (for now)

When shadowheart spares aylin and lae'zel turns against vlaakith, she’s like wow going against your god is so brave and awesome <- not going to get any kind of lesson from that

so act 3, and the bhaalspawn revelation, florence kinda goes into a tailspin but she did NOT see that coming at all. so she decides to avoid thinking about it and talking about it. She allies with gortash, blows up raphael with the runepowder bomb in the house of hope(rip)

ascends astarion bc well. powerful bf + killing 7k people at once? obviously bhaal would be proud (i like to think bhaal started playing i bet on losing dogs here and began to ponder why his spawn were all so fucking moronic) so astarion ascends and florence reluctantly agrees to become his spawn. bc it does sound kinda cool….but then he tells her to get on her knees and she breaks up with him (she can excuse sacrificing 7k people but she draws the line at getting on her knees). i hc they continue to have a weird on and off again thing that annoys everyone else at camp

she embraces bhaal bc she doesn't have much else going on and also she's terrified to say no. rip jaheria and minsc <3

and of course at the defining moment at the netherbrain, she realizes that she can't go through with this killing everyone business😭😭so she destroys the brain. at the docks, she takes her own life so she doesn't have to deal with bhaal's punishment

fly high florence🕊️ astarion will be exploiting your memory for centuries i'm sure

[velidewrites]

I Bet on Losing Dogs 🐺🔥 || Character Cards 2/5

In a lucky twist of fate, smokewraith-assassin Nesta Archeron becomes the first person to ever attempt killing Beron Vanserra and escape unharmed. Now, the entire Guard chases after her, led by the one and only Autumn Court Heir. But Eris Vanserra doesn’t seek to punish — no, he wants to enlist her help.

See Eris’s Card here

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Ho Ho Ho @dusk-muse I am back with the second Character Card for I Bet on Losing Dogs! I had so much fun drawing Nesta, who I made a half-Fae, half-smokewraith for the fic! Similar to the Night Court’s shadow wraiths, I thought it would be fun to create wraiths associated with the Autumn magic, and so the idea began — I’m so excited for you to meet her!

See below for Part 2 of Nesta’s Card and a closeup! The upcoming three are going to be my favorites 👀

@acotargiftexchange

[gracieheartspedro]

ELLIE WILLIAMS MASTERLIST

glossary:

🔥 - smut 🥀 - angst 🌹 - fluff

More Than Friends 🔥🌹 - you and your best friend ellie try to make your crushes jealous. turns out, you two are too good at being with each other.

Dagger In The Heart 🔥 - when you get the chance to meet your asshole boyfriend’s family, you take a liking to his sister, ellie. when a conversation about her tattoos turns into talks of what you’re really into, you can’t help but want to explore it more.

i bet on losing dogs ��� - a slow progression of how you lost ellie.

dividers by @/cafekitsune

[thenomadclan]

🔥The Nomad Clan: Crimson Jungle🔥

((Shout out to @shaymin-99 for allowing me to use their Human OC to make a Crossover Story of their Soldier OC & my Predator OC (Nomad). I hope you all enjoy^^ ))

The roaring sound of two RNZAF Chopper echoed through the jungle of the Pacific Islands, inside where men and women armed to the teeth as their overshadowed the glow of a red light. They were a special forces team sent for a rescue and gathering intel of what happened to a friendlies outpost, but the chopper was filled with mistrust at the hand of 1 member. In the corner of the chopper was a women in a marine black hat, grey tank top, blue jeans, and a spoon dangling from her hip. The women was messing with her signature sniper with talley marks and odd stains, all while smoking a cheap cigarette.

The team before her usually worked alone, however due to recent strange activities, she was sent along to make sure the mission goes smoothly. She was viewed as stranger and the yellow eyes didn’t help her case, one of the squad members made a bet and threw an empty bullet shell at the Recon Sniper. The deft riflewomen responded by catching it, and glaring with her yellow eye sending chills to the young squad member. The red light that shined over the Squad quickly flashed to green, signaling they arrived at their destination. One by one the squad dropped from the helicopters, having their airborne boots land in sea water and sand.

A total of 8 soldiers including the mystery women with a dog tag saying the code name “Shay”. The squad would run into the jungle, brushing through many bushes, trees, and vines filled with wildlife that hissed or snarled at them but did not dare to attack. While traversing the jungle, finding many burn marks of nothing the squad can say caused it, as well as hints of what happened to the friendlies on the island, they ran into a clearing in the jungle. The leader of the group wanted to keep moving forward, however Shay quickly pulled the Leader off his feet and to the ground.

Swears were thrown freely with anger and venom, but Shay didn’t let it faze her as she knelt down to where the leader was about to step. Huffing her cigarette and softly blowing down, revealing a red like laser moving around the clearing. The squad was astounded and shocked by this scene, and to further prove her point Shay threw the empty shell to the clearing. To which activated a strange bear trap snapping shut with force to dismemberment.

Squad Member: “Never knew the locals could be so hostile and territorial.”

Shay: “Not local…their just visiting.”

Leader: “Alright! Who the hell are yo-“

As quick as the Leaders temper was to boil was as quickly as his head exploded infront of the group, to which they quickly set a kill circle trying to find where the attack came from. The medic of the squad checked the Leader to confirm he was no longer alive, just as that was confirmed a Sargent believed they saw something and opened fired. The attack was shortly cut when firing deep into the jungle as their chest was speared, sending them off their feet and into the still active bear trap field. Only red like water bursted from the body was seen as the body was absolutely ripped to shreds. A Private that was losing their cool and panicking tried making a run for it, fumbling with their radio but freezed standing still. The squad watched as the Private bled from their mouth and was lifted into the air, the two marks from which the soldier bled revealed a blade from a blue electricity.

Shay quickly sprang to action aiming their sniper at the revealing threat, taking a couple of pop shots. However the figure quickly used the body of the Private as a meat shield, and when the creature was finally revealed covered in the blood of the Private, it gave a bone shaking roar. Shay took this last shot to pop the creature in the face, only angering the creature as it was revealed to be wearing a strange helmet and charged at the Soldiers. Continuing to use the soldier as a shield and threw what remained at the humans who held the triggers of their weapons, the creature with bones on its person and the dog tags jiggling on his neck it, hacked and slashed at the Fireteam. With her first order, Shay screamed “Fall Back” and cover fired the Fireteam that would listen.

Those who stayed behind met the same fate as their Leader, the remainder of the Fireteam ran with Shay made it to the friendly base…but there was nothing left. Buildings were burning, bodies were skinned and left hung over the burning buildings and the floor was covered in mud and blood. One of the buildings that was intact however was used to hide the remaining members which were only two, a Medic & and Lieutenant of the Fireteam.

Medic: “What was that thing?! It wasn’t human…IT WASN’T HUMAN! This whole mission is fucked!”

Lieutenant: “But she knows…why else would she put her on THIS squad.”

Shay: “Is there something you wanna say boyscout?”

Lieutenant: “Yeah I do! This mission was never about rescue, it was a capture and secure for that…that fucking thing! We where expendable from the start” -shoved Shay-

Shay: -In response would hip toss and hold the Lieutenant down while inches away was her sharp spoon looming over his eye- “WE ARE ALL EXPENDABLE! Even me, I’ve been on 3 missions like these and all of them are the same! Whether you die or not is not my problem, but I’m here to clean up a mess and make sure no more blood is shed. That thing is a Predator, and they come here to kill humans like us who are looking for trouble.”

Medic: “So how do we stop it?”

Shay: -looks at the medic and shoved the Lt. down- “Simple we kill it, aim for the parts that aren’t covered in armor.”

The Lieutenant gave a glare not liking how she made it sound easy, Shay offered her hand to which the Solider swatted away. The Medic was sitting at a desk and fiddle with his materials, but before the group could form a game plan a loud THUD was heard on the roof of the shelter they were in. Shay made a motion on to be quiet, they heard the same clicks from the creature that tore apart their team, but this one was almost higher pitch. It scanned the area before leaving a dent from the force the jumped on the roof, as it jumped to other structures and finally the forest from which it came.

Shay looked at the Lt. and immediately grabbed her rifle, making her way in the direction of the invisible creature. The Lt. left with her leaving the medic behind as he tried to contact HQ. Upon following the crazed deft sniper, he was quickly snatched down to the floor next to a jungle tree root. The Lt. looked at the hand that pulled him down to meet Shays stern look, watching through her scope as she slowly pointed toward the direction she was aiming. It took the Lt. a moment to realize what he was looking at, it was as clear as day when he saw a barely invisible or camouflaged figure in a tree. It was watching or scanning for something, but based on the figure the creature was skinner and smaller than the creature they originally ran into.

This “Predator” that Shay called em was almost mesmerizing to look at when they’re not trying to snap the squads neck, it moved with both purpose and animal like. Shay whispered how on the other 3 missions she’s never ran into more then 1 Predator, how this one she was looking through must be a younger Hunter, how he might be listening to our very conversation. She readied her sniper with a click of her rifle as she put in a strange glowing bullet, the creature snapped their head towards our location and flashed its golden like eyes. Shay gave a devilish small as she breathed the words “Bingo Fucker” to then shoot her shot. The Lt. saw a flash of blue as the creature roared in pain, falling out the tree and towards the jungle floor.

She almost seemed excited as she ran towards the direction of the fallen Predator, the Lt. had their rifle readied. When reaching the location, there was a mask of bronze with black warpaint and judging from Shays excellent shot the mask was half broken. She gave a growl of frustration, kicking the dirt but picking up the mask and strapping it to their side. The Lt. called her over to show a strange glowing substance, when asking what it was she gave the same devilish smile with excitement as she replied:

Shay: “Their Blood…it’s wounded and we can track it! Come on boy scout! This hunt isn’t over yet, maybe it’s crawling to it’s master!”

She said as she ran towards the direction the neon green blood glowed, the Lt. followed behind, seeing as the jungle started to turn into hot stone. The blood stopped on the edge of the jungle to a volcano, that must have been where the creatures have been living. The Lt. tried having Shay to pull back for now we know where they lived and we could use it to our advantage, but one look at her eyes told that wouldn’t be the case, she wanted to end this here and now.

The Lt. sighed in frustration as he was about to leave her, till he saw the nightmare inducing 3 red glowing dots. Out of instinct he tackled her to the ground as a roaring blue fireball of energy flew over their heads, they both looked behind them to see the bigger Predator. The two humans then began to run towards the volcano, Shay gave the order to split up and have him go back to the medic while she finishes this. The Lt. only nodded as he ran back into the jungle, the Predator was about to make a B-line for the Lt., but Shay used her pistol and fired upon the huge target. Even with direct hits, the Predator only growled as it turned towards Shay with glowing red eyes. She continued to fire upon it as she led the creature to a cave of the volcano.

-Shay’s POV-

I began to run through the maze of the cave, for the deeper I went the hotter it became. I felt as my dog tag began to heat up so much it felt as though I was being branded by a hot piece of iron, I felt my heart picking up speed as I listened to it best through my deft ears and suddenly I stopped at a cliff side looking over the semi active volcano. I gulped as looked behind me to see a glowing blue ball of death trying to hit me, I ducked down having it pass over again allowing it to hit the wall of the volcano rock, seeing as it crumbled and hit the floor of the shell keeping the lava from escaping. When looking back I saw a foot that kicked me in the stomach, knocking the wind out of me and sending me down the volcano floor or at least a piece that wasn’t connected to the lava. I groaned as I layed on my back and looking up at how far I fell, I then saw the Predator jump from the cave entrance to the floor. It created such a shake that it cracked the volcano crust floor, now having Lava begin to rumble.

The Yautja growled as it walked towards me, I began to panic as I crawled to grab my rifle. It was only finger tips away as the Predator kicked it into the lava, I saw my weapon begin to burn and melt. I quickly turned towards my attacker to feel my throat begin to tighten, it held me down before pulling me up towards its eyes. It was as if it was examining my skull, but it suspiciously cocked its head to the side seeing the bronze Biomask. I slowly reached for my spoon knife, holding the grip ever so tightly ready to strike but a noise came from the Biomask on my hip (to which I couldn’t hear but the Predator reacted), various clicks and my voice sounding as a recording spoke saying… “Bingo Fucker” with various screams, human screams echoing through the volcano. The creature began to look around almost anxious wondering what was happening, I just managed to get away as a flashing grey object flew between my face and the arm of the Predator, hearing a sickening CRACK of bones breaking making the Yautja roar and throwing me across towards the wall of the volcano.

I was struggling for air as I looked up at the Yautja roaring and holding its broken arm in pain, and seeing a odd looking sledge hammer of a weapon but my vision was soon blocked by something else. A Predator, the one I was hunting, covered in wood armor & bone trophies with Red Skin and brown goldish stripes stood in front of me growling towards the other Predator. I may have not known what they were saying but I knew beef when I see one, and nothing more obvious then when the wooden armor one showed a hologram of the Predator across from him, as if it was a bounty poster. I watched as the two then began to charge at one another, punching, scratching and kicking trying to get the upper hand. It was like watching a wolf fight a bear but the smaller one was holding his own, his strength was almost on par with the bigger one. I crawled to the side seeing my pistol, quickly I grabbed it but when taking aim…I didn’t know who to shoot first.

The bigger one eventually got the upper hand as it head butted the exposed red Yautja’s skull and threw him away to get air, I then knew the bigger threat as I began unload my clip at the big Predator. Watching as it backed up from the impact and towards the Lava, it was almost as if the Red Predator and I locked eyes and understood what must be done. We stood almost together with him summoning his hammer weapon with the help of his strange gauntlet, it clicked with amusement holding the weapon that broke the bigger Predators arm. As we then both charged at the bigger threat, I was the one shooting when there was a opening while the red one was the bruiser, breaking down all the Yautja’s defenses. However this angered the bigger Predator so much it entered a berserker like state.

Grabbing the smaller red ones neck and started to choke him out, trying to force him into the lava. That was till I jumped on its back and began stabbing it with my spoon like knife, landing one lucky strike into its eye. A screech of pain escaped its mandibles as it threw the small red Yautja into the lava, I looked on shocked knowing I was next as the bigger Predator grabbed my shirt and used it to throw me down to the floor! I bounced from the sheer force, when I tried to get up and get the gun that fell out of my hands he stomped on my leg completely breaking it. It was like no other pain I’ve ever felt as I cried trying to get him off, it slowly began forcing its leg on my chest and ever so steadily began to apply pressure.

I didn’t want this to be my end, I clawed and punched the it’s leg. I could feel one by one my ribs snapping, that was till we both felt a rumble and from what I could see was a glowing red hand reach from the lava and grab the Predators calf! The sizzling sound of its flesh burning and the smell, was indescribable as it slowly dragged the Big Predator towards the lava pit, I saw it screaming and clawing for life as it was slowly dragged to what looked like the entrance of hell. As he was halfway in another hand reached out and grabbed the Predators face watching as it used the spoon to drag the killer down fully into the lava.

I curled up into a ball of pain, trying to stay conscious but was too tired to. I felt my eyes ever so slightly close, seeing through my dark blurry vision of the small Red Predator crawling out the lava with the burnt skeletal remains of what was left of the one that killed the squad I was on. I would bounce in and out of consciousness as I saw the Predator walking towards me, to him carrying me while I watched the volcano erupted. When I did finally awake fully, I found myself on a iron like table, contraptions that were hooked up to me and machines moving around. I instinctively ripped the stuff off of me and looked around, nothing on the United States Military looked like anything this advanced.

I looked at a table that had my stuff, my melted down useless Sniper Rifle, a pistol with no ammo, and a charred Spoon Knife. Painfully I took the knife and found a airway system vent. Crawling inside I began making my way to what I believe is some sort of ship, when getting out I found myself in some sort of room. A bed covered in furr, a wall full of skulls of things I’ve never even dreamed to see, and the bio mask of a broken bronze mask with black warpaint. This…this was the Predators ship….but why am I alive?! The best I can do now is just stay hidden, this is new territory, and who knows I might learn something from this.

-Epilogue-

The Lt. from the mission of the Pacific Volcano Island was brought in to a dark room with one bright light. From what he could see was a dark figure with grey slicked back hair, but even from what looked like a senior old man he looked a body builder. This is possibly the only time the Lt. ran into this men in black bullshit.

???: Name Lieutenant?

Lt.: Uh…Rockerfella……Drew Rockerfella.

???: On April 24th you weren’t sent for a possible search and rescue but at the least to extract info from the base from the island….but from your report that’s sent the case was it?

Drew Rockerfella: “No…no it wasn’t…what we found was so worse…I’m the only survivor of the incident.”

The old figure leaned back against his chair and held a cigar, lighting it before blowing it in the Lt.‘s face as he leaned in for the light to see his face. The scars that covered the left side of his face as well as those dangerous eyes like Shay had, the ones of a hunter, a killer, I looked down at his name tag reading…”Dutch”.

Dutch: “Tell me more”

The End

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