Predator Encounter

Chapter 7 - Hunting time!

Author: I'm so sorry if i took forever again! Been having a hard time with family, and drama but I promise not to make you wait any longer. I'll update at least every 2 days at most. Anyway , I hope you all enjoy yourselfs with this chapter. If you have an questions, or simply want to talk feel free to send me a message and I'll respond.

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(Abandoned Warehouse)
Redlands, California.

Beserker's POV

Running low on food, I'll have to go hunting again . Though I have to wait till sundown, can't afford any pesty human discovering me.

"Tch, I absolutely hate them, It makes me sick I that had crush landed here in this forsaken planet!" I growled out loud. Feeling furiously. Still not getting over the fact to be accused of MURDER of my hunt brothers.

One day, I'll found out who, and why. I thought. Ooh how I'll enjoy ripping their spines out from their body and having the skull as my trophy.

"WHOEVER DARED TO FRAME ME WILL PAY DEARLY, WISHING THEY'VE NEVER BEEN BORN!" I said

I didn't dare contact any friends cuz I didn't know if they were going to turn me in to the authorities and have me executed but I'll have to give it a shot someday if I want my answers on who framed me however I have to be careful on who I contact it's worth a try though.

I raise my wrist punching a few buttons and waited for a response sending out a call to one particular person that I know that can help me. I couldn't contact this person before because my wrist control had been damaged and it took me forever until now to fix it well at least have it fixed but it's fixed waited and waited until finally a raspy voice answered.

" state your name and purpose for calling." The voice raspy on the other line sounded. Relieving the stressed that he felt while fixing it earlier, worried his wrist control was completely damaged due to the rough landing. Beserker was so lost in his own train of thoughts that he failed to stay focus on the voice on the other line.

"Hey buddy, if your gonna waste my time and not answer don't call!" The raspy said with an impatient voice.

No wait it's Berserker! I yelled. Worried that the voice would cut off communication.

B-Beserker... WHAT THE HELL , I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD!!
I HEARD FROM RUMORS THAT YOUR POPS DESTROYED YOUR SHIP! The raspy voice yelled with joy.

Yes, who else could it be, As for the rest of what happened I'll tell you once you get here and aid me by getting me off this planet!! Beserker growled in irritation in his voice.

Beserker frowned a little at that last sentence remembering what happened 25 years ago.
He was still mad that his family didn't believe him nor gave a damn what he had to say in his defense. All these thoughts racing in his head start to form a migraine that he didn't want to talk about what happened in the past right now. All he thought about was figuring how to get trust worthy allies to help him.

"Which planet are you at!?" The voice on the other line said.

"Earth!!" He said with much detest in his voice.

"W-WHAT ALL THE WAY OTHER THERE, ARE YOU INSANE OR WHAT, IT'LL TAKE 1 MONTH FOR ME TO GET THERE, WHAT IF I GET FOLLOW BY THE OTHER OF YOUR KIND??!" The raspy voice replied with suspense in his voice.

"Please an executioner would have been sent long time ago when I first landed here, my father thinks I perished in the ship. So no, no one will suspect you of anything". He said. Best keeping things that way so he can complete his personal mission. To restore honor to his name.