Predator: Cold War

When a Predator ship crashes in a frozen Russian wasteland, NYPD detective Shaefer reluctantly follows his orders to investigate, but upon his arrival a fiesty Russian female warrior challenges him to a deadly battle to claim the ship and its technology.

Something was moving across the sky above the clouds, something that glowed brightly enough to be seen faintly even through the gray overcast.

A new American plane, perhaps, testing the borders?  There had been rumors for years of a craft the Americans called "Aurora" that could evade every Russian defense--but that was supposed to be invisible from the ground, flying too high and too fast to be seen.

The glow was brightening steadily, descending through the clouds and moving nearer at a fantastic speed.

It had to be Aurora, Taro thought; what else could move so fast?  He had seen Russian planes many times, on patrol, on maneuvers, bringing in the men and equipment for the pipeline and the drilling sites and the pumping stations all along the Assyma section of the Yamal oil fields, and none of them had ever moved anywhere near so fast as this.

And then the thing burst out of the clouds in a ball of brilliant orange flame, washing the pale landscape in vivid color.  It roared overhead before Taro could see it clearly; the air itself rippled visibly with the ferocity of the thing's passage.

It was huge, and made a sound louder than anything Taro had ever before heard, far louder than the howl of the worst storm he could remember.  In its wake the air seemed warmer--but what sort of craft could warm the Siberian winter itself?  That had to be an illusion, Taro told himself.

And then the thing crashed, with a boom that made the roar of its passage seem a mere whisper.

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