Note: I do not own or have anything to do with the Predator franchise. This story is being wrote only for entertainment purposes and no profit will be made. Also, this is my first attempt at writing a Predator fanfiction. So, be nice

Chapter One

As the sun had begun to rise over the tops of the mountains in the thick jungle that was nestled deep in the amazon rain forest, a group of explorers were making their way through the area, using machetes to chop their way through the thick vegetation that was around them and watching out for dangerous animals that might be lurking around and waiting for a moment to strike. They had arrived to the area to spend the next couple of weeks studying the area from a campsite that was presented to them so they could do their work and return their findings back to the college that they were fixing to graduate from.

Among the college students that were following the guides to where they would be staying at, Marion Morrison, a woman in her early twenties, moved at a stead pace despite a heavy backpack being on her body. She wasn't short by any means, but her weight wasn't really at the right amount that would allow her to be fully all right with the weight of it pressing down on her. Her curly, black hair was tied up in a high ponytail to keep it off of her neck and prevent it from falling in front of her eyes while she was walking. As she was wearing a black tank top and dark denim shorts to prevent her from sweating anymore than she really wanted to, her black hiking boots were assisting her with making work of the rough terrain that they were encountering that moment in the jungle. She brushed some sweat that was rolling down her forehead before it could get into her piercing green eyes as her ears picked up on one of the guides shouting out to the others from where they were at the front of the pack.

"Everyone, take a moment to rest." The man called out to the six member group that she was a part of. "We are about two miles away from reaching the campsite now. We will rest here and than we will continue on."

Thank god! My feet feel like they are going to fall off at the ankle if we went any further without stopping.

Marion glanced around for a spot to sit down while the others were being a little slow with doing the same. Her eyes noticed where a tree stump was standing and found it to be the perfect thing to sit down on. Her hands guided her pack off of her back and sat it down on the ground in front of it moments before she sat down on it. A soft sigh of relief left her mouth once she was able to sit down on it and not be standing on her feet any longer.

That hits the spot. It's not a hot shower, but it feels just as nice to be able to sit down and not be standing for the time being.

She glanced around at the others to see some of the sitting on either their packs on the ground, available logs, or just leaning against the trunks of trees. Her eyes watched as most of them were gathered around in an area and talking with one another. Although she was in the same class with them, she didn't quite feel like she fit in with them or any of the others that she attended college with. Marion had always felt like a bit of an outsider around people and that no one could really understand her like she wanted them to.

She removed her eyes from the people that were having conversations around her and turned her gaze down towards where her backpack was nestled on the ground in front of her. Her hands eased open a zipper and brought out a white towel she had picked up back in the states prior to their flight that was designed for the purpose of giving off a cold sensation when it made contact with skin that had become hot from either working out in a gym or, in her case, trekking through the humid jungle of the Amazon Rainforest. Marion used the fabric to have it lay across the back of her neck and was greeted by an automatic feeling of coolness that coursed through her body.

"Oh yes." She softly whispered aloud. "That feels nice right now."

She lifted her gaze up to look around at the area she was in and admire what natural beauty there was that the area had to offer. Witnessing the beauty of the trees that stood taller than some homes in the small town she had grew up in and birds of all different colors flying around brought a smile to the fair complexion on her face. It gave her a feeling of peace and relaxation that anyone would feel if they thought they were in a place that they would consider to be paradise to them. Her eyes gradually moved to where there was a beautiful bird that had multiple colors on its body and it was looking to her.

I should take a picture of it before it flies away.

Marion reached down into her bag and brought out a small digital camera she had brought with her. She aimed the lens at the bird and zoomed in at the right length for her to have the perfect shot. Pressing down on a button, she looked back to the screen to see that she had captured the picture she had wanted. The sight brought a smile to her face as she gazed at it.

This will be a wonderful entry for me to put into my work for the project that the professor has assigned us all to complete before coming back home.

She bent down and tucked her camera back into her backpack where it had been at when the skin on the back of her neck started to tingle from the sensation of someone or something watching her from behind. Straightening up, Marion turned around from where she was nestled to see if maybe one of the members of her group was trying to startle her for kicks or if there was an animal creeping up on her. She found herself only looking out an open spot with no sign of life before her gaze. It made her a little more nervous to discover that there wasn't anything there that seemed to be watching her.

This is strange. I swore that-

"Everyone up! Let's continue with our journey to the campsite and we might make it for lunch!"

She looked around to seeing the others getting up. Marion struggled with getting up to leave since she felt pretty confident that something was there, watching her, although she didn't see anyone. Getting to her feet, she eased the heavy pack onto her back once more and secured it on her. Her eyes glanced once more to the opening where she had been looking in hopes of seeing anything but saw nothing. She took a few moments of looking at the open area before she proceeded to move into the line with the others and head in the direction of the campsite all the while having a feeling that there was something else in the jungle besides the animals that was watching them and, possibly, could be more dangerous.