Set mainly in 2056, but rooted in flashbacks to 2041, which is already an interesting choice for a Predator comic that came out last year; only as far into the future as the second AvP film is in the past, yet apparently that will be enough time for humanity to become a spacefaring species - and that despite an aside suggesting we don't crack light speed until some point in those intervening 15 years, so fuck knows how that worked. Still, really that's background for a story which seems wary of mixing things up too much, but wants to add a little variety, so settles for moving the protagonist timeline up a bit. After all, the standard Predator story sees a human hunted, until they turn the tables, and once they're done, that's the end. Here, though, the human lead is hunting a specific Predator - the one who killed her family - and getting better and better at it as she kills others along the way, pushing that dynamic to the point of reversal. Which, yeah, is novel, and better than I'd expected from Brisson, who had surprised me as the choice to kick off a big new franchise acquisition, given he's one of those writers who's been knocking around Marvel for a few years without ever making much of an impact. Though he undoubtedly has an easier gig through being paired with Kev Walker, who has proven form when it comes to balancing relatable humanity with extreme violence in space adventures, even if here he's sometimes hobbled by colouring that can be so busy striving for mood as to obscure what's going on. Overall, though, the combination works often enough that I'd hail this as a worthy addition to the too-short list of good Predator stuff, if only it hadn't mucked up the primary rule that makes me love the concept, and shown humans who appear to be unarmed getting offed by a creature which ought to recoil from that.