Predator Omnibus Volume 4 Review – The Final Hunt

We made it. After slogging through three subpar Predator omnibuses, we’ve finally reached the end of the road, and what a long, bloody, occasionally painful road it’s been. I’ve got to be honest, this series has been a real drag.

I love the movie Predators. I love the novel Predators. But the Dark Horse Comics versions? They’ve been doing their best to kill that love. Seriously, how did they get so many stories wrong? The sheer number of dead, dumb Predators across these volumes has me wondering how they ever managed to take down a single Xenomorph.

Still, here we are. The last omnibus, eyes open, heart cautiously hopeful. Let’s see if this beast can stick the landing.

Publisher Blurb

Across the centuries, humanity’s capacity for violence has marked time as surely as the movement of the stars. And from those very stars have come an invisible participant in our history — the extraterrestrial Predator — using mankind’s wars as camouflage for its own bloody sport. But the hunters haven’t gone unnoticed, and despite their cunning and advanced tech, there are few things more dangerous than a human out for payback.

This final volume collects Predator: Primal #1-2, Predator: Nemesis #1-2, Predator: Homeworld #1-4, Predator: Xenogenesis #1-4, Predator: Hell Come a Walkin’ #1-2, Predator: Captive (one-shot), and Predator: Demon’s Gold from Dark Horse Presents #137.

All right — let’s finish this hunt.

Primal

We kick things off in Alaska during a freak heatwave, where two park rangers find themselves stuck between a bear and a very sloppy Predator. Literally, this clumsy alien accidentally starts a forest fire by misfiring his gun. Smooth.

That said, this story isn’t terrible. Watching a bear absolutely wreck a Predator was worth the price of admission alone. It’s above average, which, for this series, counts as high praise.

Nemesis

Now we’re talking. Before the first page is even done, the artwork stands out, courtesy of the talented Colin MacNeil (Judge Dredd fans, you know the name).

Set in Victorian London, this one follows an ex-soldier hired by a secret society to hunt a mysterious killer stalking the foggy streets. Turns out, he’s met this monster before, in the jungles of India. What follows is a moody, gothic Predator tale dripping with atmosphere and dread.

The climax sees the Predator sucked under by the Thames’ mud, while the secret society dumps the alien’s ship in the ocean to avoid sparking an interplanetary war. That choice? Absolutely believable. This one’s easily one of the best stories in the entire series.

A strong start — could this be redemption?

Homeworld

…Nope.

When I thought the series had found its footing, Homeworld trips over it and faceplants. The art is rough, and the story is painfully human-centric. It follows a naturalist and a combat photographer caught between three young, feral Predators and one ancient hunter cleaning up their mess.

It sounds promising, but it ends up dull and meandering—no tension, no teeth — just disappointment.

Xenogenesis

Oh boy.

This one feels like the death rattle of the franchise. Set in a far-future Earth, humanity has formed a Predator-response task force. Clever idea, right? Unfortunately, the execution is abysmal.

Two major sins:

The main character literally keeps himself alive by eating Predator hearts. Yes, really.

The art style leans heavily into mid-90s manga — and it does not work.

It’s loud, chaotic, and tonally off. I can see why this nearly killed the Predator comic line for a decade.

Hell Come a Walkin’

Now this is what I signed up for. A Predator thrown into the middle of the American Civil War, absolute chaos, and it’s glorious.

The art is solid, the pacing tight, and the theme surprisingly thoughtful: only when united can humanity stand a chance against these creatures. There’s even a cameo by Jesse James, pre-outlaw days. Easily one of the strongest entries in this omnibus.

Captive

A rich industrialist manages to capture a living Predator for his private collection. Bad idea, obviously. What follows is a slick little cat-and-mouse story where the line between hunter and prey keeps flipping.

It’s tight, clever, and beautifully drawn, one of those stories that reminds you this universe still has potential when handled right.

Demon’s Gold

We finish with a bang and a body count. Set during World War II, a squad of Nazi treasure hunters gets more than they bargained for when their search for ancient gold awakens a Predator.

It’s classic Predator mayhem: gore, explosions, and poetic justice as the Nazis get shredded. The lone survivor is a local village child, who walks away as the jungle burns. Brutal, efficient, satisfying, the perfect note to end on.

Final Thoughts

And that’s it, the final Dark Horse Predator omnibus.

Shockingly, this one ends on a relatively strong note. Sure, Homeworld and Xenogenesis nearly tanked it halfway through, but the book recovers with a few excellent tales. Nemesis and Hell Come a Walkin’ are absolute standouts and almost make the entire slog worthwhile. Not a masterpiece, but at least the hunt ends on something resembling a victory.

Thanks for sticking with me through this marathon of mayhem. Up next? No idea. So you'd best keep checking in to see my next adventure.

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