I don't own the Predator in this story
"Well, you got us into one fine pickle here pal." Janet Puel sighed.
"If you would please, help me get the raft." Angela Irene exclaimed.
"Tired of being the embarrassment of the day already?" Jacob Hickerson said.
"Obviously you guys have no idea what embarrassment is." Angela said.
"Here, take this and I'll help you." Paula Shilderon sighed.
"Thank you."
Angela couldn't believe it, she and her friends hadn't been out in the jungle five minutes, and something had already gone wrong. The stupid raft, which cost over a hundred dollars, had gotten caught on a branch. Most of the stuff she had paid for personally, but the raft. Janet and Jacob had paid for that. She had paid for the sleeping bags, canoes and lanterns. Paula and Karen Witherson, whom had remained silent, had personally bought the rations.
"The raft saveable?" Karen asked.
"Yes." Angela sighed.
"Then lets collect it and go." Karen said.
"Good idea." Jacob exclaimed.
Angela watched as the raft was deflated and dragged to the campsite beside the trickling stream. She could feel her temper rising within herself. The knife, which had been hidden in her sock, struck her ankle. With a sigh, she followed and started getting boxes of food, blankets and sleeping bags out of the back of the truck that Janet had driven down here. When she was done with dragging those to the campsite, her red hair was matted to her forehead and her green eyes glowed brightly.
Janet, long brown hair and dazelingly beautiful brown eyes, spent most of the afternoon cooling herself down. After collecting firewood and setting it in place, Jacob sat down beside her. He had spiky brown hair and blue eyes. A stud hung from his left ear. Paula, who had long black hair and green eyes, stood off to the side. Karen sat off by herself, busily combing her blonde hair back with her fingers.
"Hotdogs?" Karen asked.
Everyone nodded, Angela grunted from across the fire. Her face wore a frown of both fear, understanding and something else. Karen gasped, then she noticed that everyone had the same expression on their face. Something was wrong, and they all knew it. Quickly Karen ran to the stream, taking a deep breath, she looked in. Besides the rippling waters and tadpoles, she too had the exact same look on her face. She couldn't take it anymore, she let out a yell of surprise.
Watching from the trees, he saw all four women and the one man. His keen senses had gone over every single one of them, and had already picked out the first kill. The most vulnerable was the tall brown haired one. The blonde and the man were the strongest. The black haired woman would put up a fight but would fall quickly. The red head would be the problem. She had some sort of power around herself. She had already felt his presence. Laughing within himself, he lowered himself from the tree and walking slowly, he closed ground on his prey.
"Gather around, warm yourself." Jacob said.
"Good morning." Paula yawned.
"Sleep well?" Jacob asked.
"Yes very." Karen said.
"Anyone for a swim?" Paula asked.
"Yeah," Paula asked."Where's queen bee?"
"And our huntress?" Jacob added
"Probably pampering herself." Karen suggested. "And Angela, hunting or something strange."
"Poor Janet couldn't leave without her make-up kit." Paula whispered.
"Lets go get dressed." Jacob said.
"What about our swim?" Karen asked.
"After breakfest." Jacob said.
Something wasn't right all that morning. The two extra plates were empty, and two seats were unused. They'd expect something like this from Angela, but Janet. Janet was such a modern girl, she needed her make-up, cell phone and other such pampered stuff. Angela, all she needed was the clothes on her back and maybe a knife or a sling shot.
Exactly at noon, the rest of their friends joined them. Pretty Sue Wellish, who was a short blonde haired girl, Paul Shilderon, Paula's twin brother, Drew Glanshire, a tall and muscular black haired man, and Kelly Ridgely, who had brown hair and blue eyes. Amongst all the clatter and chit chat, Jacob stayed quiet. No one noticed, no one except Sue.
"What's eating Jacob?" Sue asked.
"Angela and Janet," Paula said. "They're missing."
"They are?!" Kelly exclaimed.
"For how long?" Drew sighed.
"Almost five hours now." Karen said.
An odd quiet clouded everyone's face, all of them feared the same thing. They weren't worrying much about Angela, she had survived the jungle once on her own, but Janet was new to this. She didn't know the skills in bringing game for food, or how to keep warm by skinning deer or how to make a warm fire. She couldn't survive out there, with Angela she'd have a fighting chance, but what if Angela and Janet had somehow gotten separated.
"What're we all standing around for?" Sue asked.
"Yeah lets go find Angela and Janet." Drew exclaimed.
"There's no need to go find them." Paula sighed.
"Why do you say that?" Sue asked.
"Because they're behind you." Drew said.
Sue, turning so fast that her blonde ponytail flew from her left shoulder to her right, almost slapped Angela in the face. Angela was covered in mud from head to toe, Janet was no better off. Janet had a long cut on her left arm that looked as if it caused a great amount of pain. Angela had a number of small scratches and a small bump on her right temple. Both of their eyes held a story of extreme violence.
Hours later, after they had cleaned and slep, Janet told the story of how Angela had followed her into the woods. Angela had found her trying to kill a wild pig, but the pig was winning easily. Angela jumped in after watching the fight and had helped by slicing the tendons above the ankle. Then Janet had taken the knife that she had stolen from Angela's trunk and had slit its throat. They stayed in the forest and then had started trekking back at dawn.
"I can prove the story is true." Janet boasted.
"Really?" Kelly asked. "How?"
"I collected the skull and spinal cord." Janet said. "Angela taught me how to skin it."
"Go get the trophies." Angela ordered.
As quickly as she could, Janet raced to her tent, grabbed a sack and ran back. With a wide smile on her face, she took out a boars skull, complete with four inch tusks. The long spinal column looked nicely preserved. But the fur was the real trophy. It wasn't like normal boar fur. It wasn't mud brown with yellow, black and different shades of brown thrown in. It was a piebald, a piebald boar. The black mixed in perfectly with the white background. It ended at a short tail with a black tuff of fur at the end. Everyone oohed and aahed at it, Janet beamed with pride.
"You should have seen it." Janet exclaimed.
"Our huntress, way to go." Sue sighed.
"Full of adventure." Jacob yelled.
"Don't cheer me on, its her you should be proud of." Angela said.
"And get this, Angela says she might take us all on a hunt." Janet exclaimed.
"Really?" Kelly asked.
"Is it true?" Jacob asked.
"Yes, very soon we'll go hunting." Angela said.