The Hunt

by quill and ink

The Drop

3 objects roared from the sky almost like fireworks but they were nothing like that. Inside these pods were 3 Yautja unbloods known by the name's Celtic, Dark and Wolf. They were on there way to this newly discovered planet to become blooded and to collect the skulls of the creatures that inhabited this world only this hunt was different normaly unblooded predators would go to an ancient Yautja Temple to fight Xenomorphs but this time it was different, but with every clan every hunt is different. Dark's pod was in the middle of the trio while Celtic was on the left and Wolf was on the right though the first to touch down was Dark or so he thought.

Dark landed in a forest swamp type environment. His pod and landed on a hill that was shrouded in vines and muck, a perfect hiding place for his pod. While inside Dark grabbed his mask and put it on when he did so the eyes of the mask glowed yellow. It was a simple mask and he had not customized it in any way. He pushed out of the pod to see his Location which was a forest, he leaped onto a tree and got a better vantage point. He knew this was going to be a good hunt. Dark continued leaping from tree to tree till he saw a pack of wolfs but they were different than the standard wolf on Yautja Prime, or even the human planet Earth. It seemed the entire body of this wolf was made out of wood, Dark zoomed in on the wolfs to get a better look at them to see if it even had a skull he could polish a strap to his belt.

It did not unless he planed on taking to whole head, there were parts that you could even see through. So he decided to not attack. He looked up into the sky to see smoke in the distance, and he started leaping towards it eager to find something honorable to hunt. Dark finally found his mark it was a small village of from the distance what looked like the Human's animals which were pony's only they seemed to show that they were sentient, they were running playing talking all the things a Yautja or a Human would do but he noticed something unique. These pony's had wings, horns and what looked like marks on there haunches. These were strange creatures indeed but he still needed trophies and he was going to get one. He activated his cloak and began jumping on the buildings looking for a easy stealth kill and there he saw it. In a tree house was a purple unicorn pony who was talking to something Dark could not see, if there was another pony in there then he would just have to kill them both. Dark leaped into the windowsill as quiet as he could and he started listening to the conversation.

"Sincerely Twilight Sparkle. Got all that Spike ?" the purple pony known as Twilight said
"Yup" A gruff voice responded then burped

Dark slowly crept closer to Twilight he then noticed she was talking to a dragon. "Strange" Dark thought. Dark was right behind Twilight. When Dark was about to rend her head from her shoulders the dragon had turned around and
noticed the figure right behind Twilight

"Twilight b-behind you !" The dragon yelled out and then she flipped around fear starting to fill her eyes.
In Yautja language dark said "Surprise

Dear Princess Celestia. In one of my old books that is titled "Species of Tara" I found a race that was hidden behind the last page of the book. The page was glued to another page (Most likely from Spike making something for Rarity) and the race was called Yautja I read about them and how they came to Tara during the Dawn Age and helped pony's build things like pyramids. But the most strange part is that I have checked all my books and none of them have anything about the Yautja. So I was wondering could you shed any light about this mysterious race .?
Sincerely Twilight Sparkle

Wolfs pod had landed in a not so good place. His pod had landed in a dusty area that had allot of sand, but to make it worse his pod was in quick sand and was sinking fast so in turn he had to think fast. Looking around in his pod he saw a plasma caster and took it off the wall inside his pod and attached it to his armor and it linked up with Wolfs Bio Mask as he aimed it towards the door. He knew this could kill him but it would be dishonorable to die without getting a single trophy so in turn he charged the plasma caster and aimed it at the door. He thought in his Yautja language "Nothing ventured nothing gained." He protectivly put his hands over his body before discharging his weapon it made a energy crackling noise when it went off but it had the desired effect. The door of the pod had burst open and had fallen on the ground a few meters away from Wolf. Though the desired effect had been taken Wolf was now injured from such a close burst of fire and energy.

He staggered out of his pod clutching the left side of his chest which was dripping with luminescent green blood, only to come face to face with. Pony's. When the pony's had seen Wolf some had coward before him others looked at him with curiosity. Wolf had decided to not attack these pony's for they were unarmed, but if one attacked him in any way there would be bloodshed. Wolf turned and looked at his wrist bracer and opened it up. Then he pressed a button, when he did so he turned invisible. The crowd was shocked at what they saw but what they didn't know was that Wolf was already gone. Wolf had ran. He ran as fast as he could as much as he wanted to rip the pony's eyes from there socket he was losing too much blood. Eventually Wolf had found a small town and ran to one of the buildings that looked abandoned. Wolf sat down and pulled a tube out from a pocket on his armor and twisted it open, he then injected himself with it. The pain of the medi-kit had made Wolf roar in pain, but he was now healed he now had no more wounds. The pain of the medi-kit took its toll on Wolf and he slumped down against the wall he then proceeded to take his mask off. He felt like sleeping but then he felt a presence in the room Wolf looked up to see a pony with a knife in some sort of blue glowing mist.
The pony then said "You are one ugly motherbucker."

Celtic's pod had landed 2 minutes before the others so 'it' had a head start. It leaped through the building's one by one trying to find a creature it could stealthily take out. It had finally found its mark, from the looks of it the creature was a sub-category of pony's the humans had tamed and kept in zoo's. The difference was that this pony had a horn unlike the ones humans possessed, though never the less the pony was sentient and not sub sentient like dogs and even better for the predator the pony was in a alley way. The Yautja predator leaped down behind the pony and grappled it in a headlock taking off its air supply, the predator then proceeded to deploy its most honorable weapon the wrist bracers these 18 inch twin blades were a predators main weapon and perfect for taking trophies. The predator slammed its bracers threw the pony's skull ending the struggle it then used its other bracer to to cut the pony's neck off. When 'it' did so the body of the life less (and Decapitated) pony slumped to the floor blood covering the the cobblestone floors. The predator took a look at the pony's head, the lifeless eyes color draining from the body the predator felt very pleased with itself. It let out a strong roar and put the pony's head on belt designed to carry trophies, it then activated its cloak once more and disappeared into the roof tops.

It continued running along them hearing the occasional scream most likely from the pony's that had discovered Celtics work. It continued jumping from building to building until it noticed a castle a very large one at that. This is where Celtic would try to get as many trophies as possible unbenounced to 'it' something was hunting it. Celtic leaped to a roof that was above some pony's (Most likely guards) it was about to leap again when it heard the sound of a voice modifier "Surprise motherfucker" Celtic turned around to get punched right in its face knocking it and its mask off the building. It fell to the cobble stone ground with a large thud, dazed it moved its head around it noticed 2 pony's were pointing spears at it. It got back up its cloak flickering and its mask still off on the ground by now the cloak had worn off Celtic turned and looked at them with its red eyes, small mandibles and a different cranial structure than a male predator. This was without a doubt a female predator. And she was pissed.