I can sense a dark creature is near but it is not alone.We came to a hall similar to the one we entered the Pyramid in. Wilson had two of the plasma guns in his backpack. It was Willis who stopped in his tracks in the group to get a smoke before continuing on.

"Can you feel like we're being stalked?" Wilson asks.

"I can." I said.

"We're not being stalked," Willis said. "We're the only ones here."

I look over towards Willis.

"No," I said. "We are not."

Wilson came over to the side wall that has a range of symbols.

"Woah," Wilson said. "This place does worship these creatures."

"Which ones?" Willis and I ask at once.

"The Predators," Wilson said. "Hmm...This is interesting." He taps on one symbol. "One of these read 'The hunters' and next they're referred to as Yautja." Wilson looks puzzled himself. "Preferably I'll stick to Predator."

"So they are hunters," I said. "I am right."

Wilson looks back to the symbols.

"This Pyramid is the first of it's kind; a mix of all the greatest civilizations." Wilson said. "This is a spare one. The original Pyramid was destroyed after a failed hunt long, long,long ago." Now he's reading off the symbols. "They had sacrificial maidens; male and female. The High Priests left the chamber before the eggs were due to be released. It was considered a great honor by the people to be the hosts of these prized prey for the hunt to begin."

"And what if they failed?" Willis asks.

Wilson slid his hand down the symbols.

"They would destroy everything; obliterate." Wilson said.

"It's a rite of passage for the Yautja." I said. "They're quite young, adolescents."

Willis looks over to me with shock in his eyes.

"They're just teenagers?" Willis said, in shock. "Sent to kill these creepy ass lizards?"

Wilson and I nod.

"Oh god." Willis said. "Oh my god."

"They came every hundred years," Wilson said. "And killing Exenomorphs were not the only rite of passage."

I raise an eyebrow.

"What?" I ask.

"You mentioned about...being there." Wilson said."Meeting one and seeing a woman die because of her own mistake to touch one."

"I did not say such things." I said.

"You implied," Wilson said. "And you don't know what the other rite of passage is."

"No," I said. "Not really."

"They hunted down the greatest warriors of humanity and took them down, one by one." Wilson said. "If it happened in a forest; the warriors would hear their fallen comrades last screams and then carry on. Predators kill humans not just sport but for honor."

I cover my mouth feeling sick turning away from the two then walk away.

The book did not mention any of these.

"How did you know that,Wilson?" Willis asks.

"I happen to know a woman who was there with Dutch," Wilson said. "She told me the stories."

I saw a figure move in the darkness.

Maybe this could be one of the Yautja.

They probably discovered the empty sarcophagus.

The sick feeling in my stomach went away quick as it had came. Wilson and Willis are continuing the conversation not missing a beat while I stand noticing there is a unique sleek, lizard,and fine armored animal on the shoulder of a statue.I slowly turn the other direction facing Wilson and Willis.

I see two Exenomorphs on the head of a statue staring down towards the two men.

I cleared my throat, loudly.

"What can possibly be so important than this?" Willis asks.

"You need to drop the backpacks." I said.

"Right now?" Willis asks.

"If I didn't make myself any more clear; drop them!" I order.

Then came the unexpected loud shooting.

But it was not from any of us. It came from some one at the doorway; I look over to see it is Fred. How the hell did Fred get in here?, I thought as Fred generally seems very, very, very furious. It happened so fast yet I do not forget one of the Exenomorphs grabbing Wilson using it's curly deadly tail that somehow made the backpack shoulder straps slide off Wilson's arms and the other Exenomorphs lunging right at Willis.

Willis screams then ran off.

The Exenomorph lands on the floor.

I didn't see what happened to Wilson but I can hear his voice.

I pressed the trigger aiming the gun at the Exenomorph headed my direction. The bullets hit directly at different sides of the black long pen shaped heads leaking bits of green slime dropping out.I take a step to the side. The shot Exenomorph struck the wall. I did not see Wilson's backpack where it had landed so I found easy to assume that one of the Yautja had picked it up to retrieve their hunting tools.

Willis ran into a recently changed threshold.

I knew this is not my fight.

I could see from the corner of my left eye that there are two Yaujta taking care of these couple Exenomorphs.Unfortunately Fred had been killed by the second Exenomorph. I ran after Willis as the entire threshold is beginning to change its design. Luckily I went through the empty doorway before coming a flat wall showing not a sign anything had changed. Willis is going over the changing tiles as if they are stepping stones.

Oh really?

Two can play at this game.

I made a trail of ice sprout out from under my boots and sent me flying over him.

"Hey!" Willis shouts. "When did you get the power of ice?"

"I have been gifted with the power of ice since I was born," I said. "Unfortunately for you; you were born as a mortal."

My icy path came to a stop at the settled down titles. I shift myself to the left to see Willis is running, jumping, and sweating. Willis is still wearing the backpack holding the last yaujta plasma weapon. Willis had not listened to my request regardless of the ugly Exenomorphs. I lower my head down then rub my forehead sighing disappointingly.

Willis jumped then lands flat on the floor across from me.

"Ow," Willis whines.

I turn away from the closing wall towards Willis.

It is only me and him.

"I told you to drop it," I said.

Willis gets up.

"Well," Willis pants. "I couldn't exactly take my backpack off running!"

I stare Willis for a minute.

"Excuse me; but mortals drop everything they're holding," I said. "And then make a run for it."

"You were there!" Willis said. "I was running for my life."

I clench my jaw.

"Yes," I said. Anger is rising inside towards this idiotic mortal. "That I was."

"If you have something against me; be a man and say it!" Willis said.

"I cannot fathom why Blaine risked his neck out for you!" I finally said. "A man like you is someone I truly would hate to work alongside. You're the kind of mortal that makes gods like Odin hurl."

"Aww," Willis said, putting one hand on his chest. "Sounds like a compliment."

I narrow my eyes towards Willis then take a step forward.

"Why did you leave the chamber?" I ask.

"I needed a smoke," Willis said.

"You could have smoked in there," I said. "By my knowledge not one of those people are bothered by smoke."

"You're mad because your mom was in the Sacrificial Chamber!" Willis points out. "She would have died anyway, in the chamber or in the room with the sarcophagus." My hands clench into a fist. My anger towards Willis is rising. "How can we be sure Emily still alive?" My hands squeezed against my palm. "For all we know your mother is dead."

I pick up Willis by the neck.

"You're choking me!" Willis said.

"My mother is still alive somewhere else and she is nothing like Emily!" I toss Willis to the neighboring wall making a lot of cracks and a visible imprint of his body. "Nothing like her!"

Willis takes deep breaths looking up towards me.

"You got a strong grip," Willis said. "For a teenager."

"Try being a thousand years old." I said.

"Nah," Willis said. "All the time in the world can't replace my loved ones." He raises up a brow rubbing his neck. "So...Emily adopted you?"

"My mother lives in a better place than this realm." I said, flatly.

"Oh, sorry for your loss." Willis said.

I stare back at Willis in a condescending manner.

"Give me a good reason why I should not freeze you to death." I said. "Because Emily is not an ordinary mortal. She has survived two instances of bombing so I think she's not dead as you believe."

"You're like a vampire." Willis said.

"I am not a vampire; I am a god." I said. "Who's better than you in every single--" I catch a ball. "Aspect of life." I look over to see a couple holes in the wall. There is something not right about this room. "Do you figure this civilization had traps for thieves?"

"Well it is common for the Pyramid builders to have made traps so no one could steal." Willis said.

"What is there to steal?" I ask.

"Nothing." Willi said.

"Exactly my point," I said. "They must wanted to make the hunt more thrilling for the Yautja."

"...Maybe this is a arena for the Yautja's to have a playground fighting against the Exenomorphs." Willis said. "Wait I have an idea!" He gets up on his two feet. "You need me to determine in how much time the pyramid changes design changes for the hunt."

"Soon as we give them back their weapons; I will go back for Emily." I said. "I have a right to know what she is."

"What she is?" Willis asks.

"Yes," I nod.

Willis rubs his chin with his right arm tucked under his left elbow.

"You sound like a vampire slayer." Willis said.

"Trust me, that I am not." I said. "That's all Buffy's street not mine."

"Buffy who?" Willis said.

"The vampire slayer," I said. "Such a love struck triangle." I shook my head. "Nothing ends well for her in the end."

"Okay," Willis said. "How about we go in," Then he went through the door way with his hands in his pockets. "This time you better use something to shoot at the ugly ass lizards instead of using a Earth made gun."

I hated how Willis made a good point. I put the gun back into the coat. I follow after Willis. Did I really pick up Willis at the neck at a comment concerning Emily? No, I can't be developing feelings for something that has a unknown and questionable heritage.

It is not possible.

But...it might be.

There is always a possibility in the impossible.

"How did Fred get in the Pyramid?" I ask.

"Hell, I don't know." Willis said. "He must be related to Houdini through someone to be that sneaky!"