Tracking a bounty to a deep space research station, bounty hunter Koort Ter’chon realizes something is wrong when his two man fighter, the “Raider II” fails to get hailed or contacted by the Space Station. It’s only after opening up his comm does he realize the station is broadcasting a distress signal…which automatically puts the Ubese on the alert.
Breaking through the magcon field, he sits his ship down and disembarks, Snetinel IV blaster in one hand and bounty posting in another. He make it halfway across the deserted hanger bay when a man, screaming hysterically, emerges from a pair of blast doors at the hangers far end. Recognizing the man as his bounty, Koort orders him to stand down as he levels his blaster at the man’s head.
Koort never gets to take his shot. From far above on the hangers catwalk, a blue blaster bolt lances out from nowhere, reducing his bounty’s head into a red mist. Hitting the deck, Koort scrambles one way as his weapon goes the other. Peering up, more bolts follow as the mysterious attacker targets a group of containers near the Radier II. Toggling his visors various vision spectrums he finally spots the attacker's silhouette.
A moment later the bolts ignite some fuel containers, engulfing the fighter in flames. Koort just barely manages to fling himself through the blastdoors as the Raider II erupts into a brilliant orange ball of flame and vapor.

Koort’s Ubese armor takes much of the heat that slips through the crack in the blast door, but the concussion is what really sends his head reeling. Stumbling back, the bounty hunter realizes he isn’t alone in the corridor. Strewn about, corpses, in various states of mutilation, carpet the hall for at least thirty meters.
Realizing the bodies belong to the stations undermanned security force, Koort draws his remaining Sentinel and sprints down the corridor for the stations command center. With no bounty and no ship his last resort is to try to contact a passing freighter or at least get a layout of the station.
Less than a minute into his sprint he’s knocked off his feet by a lethal spinning disc. The weapon slice neatly through his armor and opens a nasty gash on his left arm. Rotating and biting back the pain, Koort unloads with the Sentinel, and glimpses his attacker: The Predator. A two and a half meter tall insect-like biped with a shoulder cannon and halo of dreads erupting from an organic looking helmet.
Dodging the blaster bolts, the attacker pivots and advances, quicker than the Ubese expects. Finding himself in a narrow corridor, Koort reaches a sealed door and triggers it. Turning to make sure the creature isn’t on his tail, he enters the catwalk backwards, and quickly falls into open space.
Hitting a sand dune ten meters down, the fine granules break his fall and dump him farther down into a small valley. Struggling to stand, Koort realize he has stumbled into the smaller of the stations two bio-spheres, the “desert”.

An explosion from high above signals his pursuers entrance as the door blows apart. Readying his Sentinel, Koort waits as the creature enters and takes his shot.
Catching the creature in the shoulder, and explosion signals the elimination of the Predators shoulder cannon, but little else. Letting out a screech of fury, the Predator jerks the flaming slag from his shoulder and slings it out into space.
With blinding speed the Predator dodges to the side of the catwalk, disappearing from view. Realizing the he is knee deep in sand and unlikely to put up much of a fight, Koort struggles up to the top of a dune, glimpsing the sphere’s round portal exit in the distance.

Triggering his thrustpack, the Ubese is propelled across the sphere towards the far exit. Spinning, he glimpses movement as the Predator, now camouflaged, bounds his way across the various rocks that mark the sphere’s barren desert landscape. Taking advantage of his opportunity, Koort unloads with the Sentinel, but the Predators Camo, aided by the extreme environmental heat lamps high above, combine to mask the creature amid the shimmering heat waves coming off of the sand.
Reaching the exit, Koort escapes through the hatch and down a short glassed in hallway. Holstering the spent Sentinel, Koort draws his Renegade Heavy Blaster pistol and enter the next dome.

Frigid arctic air blasts him as he enters the Arctic Biodome. His thrustpack emits a whine and sputters, incapable of handling the brutally cold temperatures of the dome. Shrugging it off, Koort surveys the environment. Large spires of ice crystal stretch from the snow covered ground skyward. The dome is easily two kilometers across, too far and treacherous for him to make alive. Scrambling towards the largest of the spires, Koort takes cover and sets up another ambush, preparing himself for a last stand.
The doors part again and the Ubese unloads with the Renegade. This will prove to be a lethal mistake as the Predator learns from past mistakes. The blaster bolts slam harmlessly into the corridor as the Predator, concealed against the ceiling, traces the blaster bolts to their origin. Slipping unnoticed into the dome, the Predator circles up and around the bounty hunter.
Dropping noiselessly into the snow, the Predator is within meters when he unsheathes his forearm blades.
The sound spins Koort who is caught off guard. Bringing his weapon to bear, the Predators blades cleave through the Renegade, almost severing Koorts hand in the process.
Discarding the useless hunk of metal, the Ubese tries a kick to the Predators kneecap, but the snow slows his movement and the Predator is able to pivot and take the kick on the thigh.
The Predator responds with a backhand, sending the Ubese flying into a snowbank that breaks his fall. Stumbling to his feet, Koort unloads on the advancing warrior with a series of disabling martial arts maneuvers. But Koorts smaller size and shorter reach prove to be his undoing as the Predator, a lethally fast killing machine, either dodges or absorbs whatever punishment the Ubese can dish out.
Caught off guard by a Predator uppercut, the Ubese falls back into the snow. Drawing a vibroblade, Koort plays dead as the Predator approaches. At the last minute the sly bounty hunter plunges the weapon deep into the Predators ribcage, releasing a spurt of fluorescent green blood.
While painful, it only angers the Predator, who, with a mighty roar, swipes at Koorts head with his twin blades, cleaving his helmet in two and opening cuts on his already scarred face.

Peering down at Koort’s gruesome visage, the Predator, in broken basic observes, “You’re one ugly MotherF***er.” This opens up Koort’s last lunge for victory as he reaches for his vibroblade in the hope he can drive it further into the already bleeding wound. Without hesitation, the Predator pulls away from his shorter adversary and, using his longer reach, runs the bounty hunter through, before Koort’s hand can even close on the weapons handle.

Wounded and bleeding the Predator limps back to his ship, toting a new hard won trophy for his wall.

Winner: The Predator