The Predator: Jungle Blocks [I]

Bizarre weaponized hunter-Martian ('the Predator') requires serious urban-engagement post-crash into the woods, in this kaleidoscope-trilogy about inventive ice.

Predator fanfiction (trilogy). Thanks for reading 

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AMERICAN PRESIDENT: What the Hell are you insinuating, friend, huh?

MR. AMLAN SATAN: I'm a grunt, Mister President; but I'm no fool, a class-soldier!

AMERICAN PRESIDENT: A Martian's landed with fierce weapons intending to hunt?

MR. AMLAN SATAN: I've a crack-force choreographed to engage it in our city, sir.

AMERICAN PRESIDENT: You want to chase this 'Predator' with ice-guns with pals?

MR. AMLAN SATAN: You heard it right, and it shall be epic-kaleidoscope, sir (IQ).

AMERICAN PRESIDENT: God keep you, soldier-Satan (Facebook-like).

MR. AMLAN SATAN: "Mum's" the word, Mister President...Selfie-like...epic!

Amlan Satan, Slovak-Algerian ice-hockey coach and ex-soldier of the armed-forces of the United States, was drawn from the pool of 'civilians' post-discovery of a signal of alien (Martian-UFO!) crash-landed intelligence. Amlan was briefed and shown a video of the sighted creature with laser decapitation weapons and invisibility-cloaking powers of furious swiftness and knew he'd need to assemble a crack-team of elites to shoot and freeze the named 'Predator' being with liquid-nitrogen hand-guns in the city it now prowled, as if it was a jungle-leviathan, after its vessel crashed in the woods right outside soldier Satan's beloved US-city (Selfie-like).

The great hero-soldier enlisted the streets-prowling defense allies he befriended during his time of service in the Middle East which was short, sweet, sure, and straight (decorated!). His two armed-forces friends, Danica and Raki, knew all about the 'Predator' (now!) and hoped to back-up their buddy from service in their American Homeland city (ok). All they needed now was a miracle of true ice-shape...to freeze the leviathan-monster (ok).

JOURNALIST: You three, Danica and Marcus and you, found the Predator already!

AMLAN: Well, we've been chasing the Predator all around the city alleys/roofs.

JOURNALIST: All is ice, soldier hero man?

AMLAN: We're to freeze the Predator, and I'm aiming at his fast-feet, ha.

JOURNALIST: Your friends from service, Danica/Marcus, share courage, friend?

AMLAN: This ain't about courage, friend...it's about ice (Facebook-like), ok.

The drama had begun; and the Predator had swift-speed to evade the tracking and chase of the hero soldier Amlan Satan and his two buddy-allies (Danica and Marcus, female-and-male allies with great targets-skill) across their American Homeland city. With their 'ice-guns' for dealing with this Hell (from Mars no doubt!), the trio of elite heroes of Earth's realm of sudden-darkness (now!) knew that their vision of ice would be one of castle-knit...for eternal field goals.

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)