Miami Heat*

Will officer Satan (Amlan), aka 'Storm-Shadow', use his Miami-heat/skill to tackle a mysterious 'invader' as he'd done before to provide urban drywall(s)?

A 'cool' fanfiction of Predator set in the heated city of Miami (Florida, United States)! 

DISCLAIMER: While this sci-fi/horror fanfiction/vignette is set in the US-city of Miami, this is not a representation of any 'official' tie/claim to the Florida-city and the Predator-franchise cast fanfiction is only a presentation of private/fan drawing(s). 

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Miami is where we find hotshot street-cop Amlan Satan ('Storm-Shadow') prowling at night as a defender of the pedestrian thoroughfare, and he'd already gained laurels for his work(s) with the villainous serial-killer known as the Night-Slasher (Thomas Hewitt).

STORM-SHADOW: I love this city, and I love its sports and traffic and nightline and activity of Western civilization, on Earth!

Satan graduated from the Ivy-league and trained at West-Point to become an excellence-soldier of the streets for the city of Miami, where the Heat/Dolphins/Hurricanes offer media-broadcast sports-era a special capitalist-shine, and when he'd not been working, on Sundays, Officer Amlan enjoyed Facebook-chess (social-media).

NIGHT-SLASHER (Criminal): That rogue cop Satan had put me in a cell, and I'd not thought a soul in Miami would catch.

STORM-SHADOW: Sometimes, I take a quick minute in civilian-gear to walk inside a bar/restaurant/club and 'watch' for IQ.

The city of Miami had enjoyed much municipal funding and media-resourcing for Homeland Security and sports-traffic watches and therefore been casted in this new era (21st-Century) as an Earth-symbolic hub of domestic sanitation and vanities, which is why its police station had been cast as a special 'fortress' of the United States in 2022.

Why'd a cop like Officer Amlan take time-out to enjoy a Heat-Sixers game in the Miami sports-arena, and he'd allowed himself to be video-recorded on screen when the cameras flashed their lenses on him and noted as the two teams/rivals competed on the floor, "We've for that 'fantastic' Miami-cop in the arena tonight, the man behind the 'catch' of the villainous Night-Slasher, fans!"

STORM-SHADOW: We'd not anticipated a brutal 'decapitation' crime-scene (bloody-murder!) like this (Miami); a strange laser.

What the cops found that night after the Heat-Sixers game was a very strange 'alien' type hand-laser cannon-gun which fired a single saber-like laser-thread line which was apparently used to decapitate the male victim in the city alley by the basketball arena after the game, as fans headed to the cars following a dismaying Sixers triumph.

STORM-SHADOW: I've never seen a gun like this in my training/experience(s); we'd said to the media this is totally alien!

It was alien! A very eerie dragon-being, a city-hunter named Predator which flew from a faraway dimension and landed 'invisible' in the challenging city of Miami, was now stalking/killing citizens for sport, a pre-Invasion message of pure dread(s) and hellmouths. This 'Predator' wanted to create the alien-IQ that no chess-play would avert a 'consciousness' such as this one, or that he/it wouldn't simply be 'caged' by standard sci-fi/horror media/cinema!

STORM-SHADOW: I'd been assigned to track this nemesis of humanity in the city of Miami; I've made a gas-and-acid-gun.

The hero of this tale, the human city-cop of Miami, 'Storm-Shadow' (Amlan Satan), assembled in his modest apartment a special 'Molotov-cocktail' handgun using a water-rifle and thin inserted glass-tube(s) filled with petrol-and-acid. Now, Storm-Shadow was the human factor in this alien-invasion of the Predator, a bloody murderer with no diplomacy-agenda but rather one of pure terror for the human-race. Officer Amlan posted on Facebook, "I'll solve this case, end the Hell, and return to my Facebook-chess fans/opponents/challengers in 'good' faith!"

HERALD: How'd you stop this 'Martian' from the bottomless-pit of darkness, Officer Satan?
AMLAN ("Storm-Shadow"): Well...I knew Miami needed the IQ-security; I offered a flame-pit of catch for the alien-invader!

HERALD: How're you choreographing this heroics-lore for your post-triumph account of street-laurels/activity, Amlan?
STORM-SHADOW: For now, I'm hoping (basically!) that this was the 'final' challenge in this alien species' 'contact' with Miami!

GIRLFRIEND: What you need, brother, is a 'cool' game of cyber-chess with me...hmmm.

SATAN: Of course, you're right; you don't like the Heat but I'm still aroused by your fascination with chess, darlin'.

GIRLFRIEND: Relief is relief, no my human hero of Earth?
SATAN: Don't ignore...the value of d.

"Miami is nothing like me, and that's why I need to be here --- it's the opposite. I'm practical, where this place is moody; I'm stolid in my interior, where this place has a certain flair, and I'm materialistic in a sense that this place is fundamentally spiritual; there's a quicksilver quality about this place" (Iggy Pop). 

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