A Predator Halloween

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Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters related to Predator or StarGate SG1. Tya Reese, other unrelated characters to the regular SG1 cast, and the character names i made up for some of the Predators are mine, but the concept of SG1 and predator do not belong to me.

Authors Notes: This is a work of Fan fiction. please read on and enjoy.

WARNING: The following work of fiction contains, extream violence, course language (at times), sexual sudgestions, nudety, and explicit sex. If you are under 18 (or whatever age is appropriate for your location), HIT YOUR BACK BROWSER BUTTON NOW. If you find explicit sex offensive, please don't offend yourself by reading further.

Author: Charlotte (jemstone5)
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A Predator Halloween

Chapter 1

Colorado October was always cool and damp, but this year it seemed much nicer. Sam Carter closed and locked the door to her house, and made her way to her car. ‘The top down today would be nice,’ she thought, as she pulled the cover back and secured it away. She heard the truck sooner than she saw it, but by the time she looked, the moving van had pulled up and blocked her driveway. ‘Great,’ she thought, and made her way to the cab, as one of the men inside climbed out. “Excuse me, I need to get out.”

“Sure thing lady, as soon as you help us figure out which one 37 is,” the man stated, holding out the shipping order, with coffee stained directions.

“That’s the fire house,” she said. The man looked at her then started to look around. “No, no, it’s the house that was rebuilt after it burned down, we just call it the fire house. Three houses more, it’s on this side.”

“Thanks, we’ll get out of your way. George! Keep going.”

The man jogged ahead, and the truck rattled out of the way of her driveway. She was glad she’d be away for a few days, off-world. She would miss the welcome party. They were always of false cheers and welcomes. Her neighbours were nice and all, just not the kind she would invite to the general’s bar-b-q. She watched in her rear-view mirror as the truck stopped again, and the men headed to the door of the house. A useless thing to do, no one was there. She shifted gears and put her foot to the peddle, the welcome wagon would just have to get along without her.

She returned home late, about a week later, noting the lights at ‘the fire house’ three homes down. There were a number of people filing in and out of the house. She sighed and snuck up her driveway. None of her neighbours saw her, and she was glad. She ached all over, and all she wanted was a hot bath and a good night’s sleep.

The next morning, she was securing the top down on her car for another beautiful drive to work. She looked up and saw a young woman jogging down the sidewalk. “Morning,” the girl greeted, and paused for a moment. “You must be Miss Carter?”

“Yes, and you are…?” she asked, the girl couldn’t have been more than twenty years old, she could hardly be a threat, but she’d been fooled by others before.

“I’m Tya Reece, my family just moved in. The neighbours told us you’re away a lot, but mentioned where you lived. I didn’t expect you to be back so soon.”

“I got back late, I saw the party, but I didn’t feel up to taking part. Hope you don’t mind.”

“Naw, you didn’t miss much. Just all the neighbours being nosy about the entertainment system and all that. Some of them got all excited, mom just announced she’s having a baby.”

“Congratulations, you’ll be an older sister.”

“Please, I’ve got three older brothers, one younger, and a younger sister; who doesn’t understand what a locked bathroom door means. I don’t need another sibling, believe me.”

“Wow, big family.”

“Busy people.” Carter smiled bashfully, knowing what the girl meant. “I gotta run, you take care.”

“Thanks.” As Tya waved, Carter saw what looked like paint on her arm. “Nice tattoo!” she called.

“Thanks, I’ll show it to you later.” And the girl ran off down the sidewalk. Carter got in her car and drove away, noticing different decorations around the houses. Yes it would be Halloween soon, she’d have to dig out the candles and find some candy. She thought about having a party, and wondered what Kevin would think of the idea. Then again, who would she invite besides those from work? She didn’t know many of her neighbours very well, and wasn’t too impressed with what she did know about them. Maybe Kevin would host it. It would be fun. He had a nice loft apartment, big and airy, and he could invite his friends from the force. It would be good. But she had to convince Kevin that the party would be a good idea.

“Halloween part? Sounds like fun,” he said. “Let me know how it turns out.”

“Oh come on Cornel, it’ll be fun. You can were that cowboy costume you’ve been saving, and pretend to shoot the kid’s parents as they come to the door.”

“I can’t do that!” he said as he pressed the door button. “The kids will be upset that it’s a water pistol.”

“True, but you can put the disappearing ink in it. You said you always wanted to do that.

“Yeah, Hammond would really get a kick out of that.”

“Sure, right on his uniform shirt, I’m sure he’d really like that.”

“You’re right…Maybe Daniel.”

She laughed as the door to the elevator closed and carried them deeper into the mountain base. Later they arrived at the meeting room, to go over some of the information they brought back from their last mission. She’ll have to think more on the party idea. She had three weeks after all.

Later that afternoon, she arrived back home, making sure her car was secure, she walked to the door, and picked up the paper, and her mail. She saw Tya again, jogging down the sidewalk. The girl waved, then she stopped as she looked ahead of her. Carter put her things on an inside table, and walked across the lawn to see what was wrong. She didn’t have to wait long. “Four days in the neighbourhood, and my youngest older brother already has a girlfriend.”

“Wow, fast mover,” she said standing with the girl, watching her brother kissing a girl down the walkway.

“Tell me about it.”

After the courting pair went into the house, Tya turned to run the other way. “Hang on, Let me change, and I’ll come with you,” said Carter.

“Sure.”

“Come on in. You can tell my why someone so young has a tattoo.”

Tya laughed as she shook her legs lose, following Carter to her door. “Its not that I wanted it,” she said. “It was kind of a way of saying thanks to someone.”

“With a tattoo?” she asked, laying her mail and coat on the kitchen counter, a better place than the door side table.

“Well yeah.”

“How did that come about?” Carter took some clothes from a basket and stepped into the small bathroom.

“When I was fourteen, I got in a bad situation. This guy bailed me out. He couldn’t speak English, so I put a tattoo on my arm. It was a crest on some of his clothes. He understood.”

“That sounds nice,” Carter stated, coming out changed into jogging pants and a sweatshirt. “What was the situation?”

At that Tya fidgeted in place, holding her hand over her tattoo on her left arm.

“I’d rather not talk about it,” she replied quietly.

“Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to pry. Come on, there’s a great trail just off the park, I like to go to, kind of an obstacle course.”

“What?”

“Its rarely used, and a couple trees are down. You’d like it, I think.”

“Cool!” But when Carter opened the door, a man blocked their path. Tya stood a couple feet back.

“Kevin. Wow, I thought you were working late?”

“That was last night,” he smiled, handing Carter a flower. “Who’s this?”

“Oh, sorry. Kevin, this is Tya Reece. She just moved to the fire house. Tya, this is Kevin. He’s…with me.”

Tya smiled a bit. “Hi, nice to meet you.”

“Like wise,” he said, extending his hand. Tya immediately tensed.

“Gun…” was all she said, barely above a whisper.

“Yeah,” Kevin said, noticing her odd behaviour, and taking back his hand. He’d seen this behaviour before, but he didn’t want to pry. “It goes with the uniform and badge. I’m a detective with the Colorado Springs police department.”

“Oh. Well…I better go. Thanks for the invite Sam, maybe another time.” She tried to move by him as politely as possible, but when you’re heart is racing, and all you want to do is run away, it’s a bit hard to remember your manors.

Carter and Kevin watched her as she sprinted down the sidewalk, faster than she’d done before. “That was…interesting,” he said.

“Yeah. Really rude. I’ll talk to her later.”

“Don’t worry about it, she’s got a healthy fear of strangers with guns. Just be glad she didn’t see yours.”

“Very funny. Get in here.”

“How was your trip?”

“Too long…” and she closed the door.

Several blocks away was a children’s playground. With the cooler weather the kids weren’t around. The play structure was huge, with ladder ropes, slides, wooden platforms and stairs. It was sturdily made, and only the very top had solid walls surrounding it, an opening in the floor for access from ladders, and two holes for slides out either side. The city had closed them off though for the winter.

Tya sat, rocking back & forth with her knees to her chest, gently crying. “It’s over,” she told herself. “It’s over, it’s past. Forget about it, don’t be such a baby. You’re strong,” she squeezed her arm with her tattoo. ‘You’re strong,’ she though, ‘What would he think if he saw you now?’ Gently she rocked on her heels a little more, closing her eyes, trying to force out the terrifying memories.

She’d fallen asleep. She couldn’t believe she’d done that, out in the cold, on a playground. She opened her eyes to the starry night sky. “Damn,” she said aloud, sitting up. That’s when she noticed it. There was a light blanket over her. She looked at it curiously. It looked like a bed sheet, but it kept her as warm as a goose down comforter. But how did it get here? Who brought it? Why didn’t they wake her?

That’s when she heard it. A gentle clicking. Her heart began to race, not with fear, but excitement. She knew that sound. It was what she heard, when those gentle hands tended her wounds all those years ago. “You’re here,” she whispered, with a smile. The clicking returned. “You’ve been watching me…” she stated sadly, looking to the floor. She felt a hand on her shoulder, as the blanket was replaced.

She turned to her left, to try and see the source of the clicking. But nothing was there. It was really too dark to tell what was there anyway. “What you must think of me,” she said, hearing footsteps moving away. She tried to get up, only to slip on the frosty wood. She knew there was a handrail, so she tried to balance herself on the floor to get to the wall. Only when she put her hands down, it was into nothing, but the hole to access the top of the play structure. She gasped as she began to fall head first.

She didn’t go far; a strong arm came around her mid section, and stopped her fall. She hung there for a moment, before the arm pulled her up, and set her back down, pulling the blanket around her shoulders. She then heard the creaking of the wood, as a weight went onto the top of the rail. “Thank you,” she said out of breath. But the clicking didn’t come. She looked around. “Are you still there?” After a moment more of silence, she carefully got up and started feeling around her, trying to feel if the being was there. There was nothing. She sighed and started to get down out of the structure. Once on the ground she folded up the sheet, and started walking home, taking one last look at the structure, before she disappeared down the block.