HEYO! I wanted to try this. To all my viewers, sorry I haven't been posting, I have been having a busy schedule and writers block. I am sorry and hope I can continue soon. Stupid brain. This will be a RWBY and Predator thing, then I will try another Predator thing without RWBY. I want to make Jaune a Predator, because it sounds like an interesting change from normal. Hope you like!

A single figure was stalking his prey, a Nouk Deer. The Predator flashed his mask's eyes, illuminating his eye covers and removing the frost on it. Taking out its plasma rifle, it aimed the slender rifle at the six legged animal. White in color, four antlers, six legs, two tails, and full of meat.

Firing a quick blast, the deer couldn't even flinch as its brain was destroyed.

The Predator got up from its spot, walking into the clearing. Six feet in height, piercing blue eyes, light silver skin color, tough muscle, long dreadlocks, and only two lower mandibles instead of four. His dual swords and dual bladed retractable claws on his right arm, a wrist computer on the left, two shoulder cannons on his pack, several symbols of successful hunts riddling his mask and armor. His armor was simple armor: a chest piece that only covers his upper portion, metal plates going down the outer portion of his legs, netting covering his entire body, long leather leggings with sharp metal boots, a symbol for honor on his metal belt holding his custom made cloth flag, one that goes on his waist or on his spear.

Being the only male of seven female children, his head shape came out smaller and more round, unlike that of most males. Luckily, many males go through skull shortenings at birth, a permanent feature that gives them a rounder shaped head instead of the oval shape most males keep.

Scanning for any other animals, he couldn't find any suitable heat signatures from his drone. Placing the drone in the cubby of his metal back shell, He took the carcass and left to his ship, running at a full sprint before the body lost it's heat.

The ship was triangular, four twin thrusters at the end, two more on each wing, the wings were forty feet long and angled to nearly straight back. The entire ship is five hundred feet in length, fifty feet wide and a oval area from the front and reaching to the middle, sharp and deep black tints.

The ship is actually made for speed and stealth, unlike the humongous ships that can hold over five million of his kind, it can only hold forty members.

Placing the Deer into the coolant room, it micro-freezed it and the heat and body was preserved. Taking off into space, he left the ice planet.

Removing his mask (rectangle where the mouth is, long slitted eye holes with triangle shapes on bottom and top part of the eyes) a gasp of air left his face, and he stretched out his two mandibles. He has been courted by females before due to his strength and unwavering loyalty, but it was usually the two mandibles that got him attention. Most of the time is negative.

Sighing in bliss, he removed the inner protection of his neck and let the cool air kiss his skin. Walking to the bathroom, he filled the metal tub with heated slime (it works like water) and removed his armor and clothing, slightly cringing at the smell of feces and other things he has to rub on to blend in. No Yautja likes working smelling like their own shit.

He sighed in bliss again as he sank into the tub, his muscles relaxing in the heat of the liquids. He clicked and growled in pleasure, purring as the knots unwound themselves.

Putting on his cloth Yautja loin cloth and leggings, he saw the blinking message indicator on his control console.

Placing the heated meal he got down, he took the call. Pressing two glowing runes a heavily decorated Yautja appeared. Clicking in recognition, it was High Elder Ka'avan. "Ja'aan Ar'rc. The Council is messaging you of a mission for planet X2-XX4." Ja'aan clicked his mandibles in remembrance of the planet and its odd inhabitants. They did make interesting Hunt though.

"The Council has reason to believe the Internecivus raptus Linguafoeda acheronsis (Xenomorphs. Look it up) are on this planet. A Queen is rumored to be making a Qua (den) at these coordinates. You are the closest Yautja ship and you will be taking these pests out."

"Yes High Elder."

"I give you my blessing Quenya (Brother). Remove these Demays (Demons) from existence."

Ja'aan roared in acknowledgement. The screen flickered out, and Ja'aan (if you don't know yet, Jaune) placed the coordinates into the computer, making the thrusters send the ship flying towards the blue planet at mach 20.

Reaching the planet only took twenty Earth minutes. The planet was big and blue, several huge land masses covered the surface, two looked like the ooman "Dragons".

Walking to his armory, he took his metal shell, taking his drone, dual shoulder cannons, plasma rifle, two Disks, his wrist claws and computer, several bolts for the dart part of his claws, a whip, his dual swords, a shield he made in a smiting room, three spears and four vials of blue acid.

With the planet in front of him, he took a small pod (made for eight people) and detached from his ship, heading straight to the blue planet. Taking spare pieces of armor and medical equipment from the cargo boxes of the smaller ship, he entered X2-XX4's atmosphere.

Now landing, this was something that he enjoyed. The shaking, the turbulence, the adrenaline of the fall, it made him shudder in excitement from free fall.

Especially the jolt of landing. With a hiss~ the small ship opened and he was greeted with pink trees, red floor, and the sounds of the forest. Sending the ship into hover five hundred feet up in mirror mode, he activated his cloaking system and took off for the Hunt to begin.

Ja'aan has seen many brave things from his own kind: sacrificing themselves to save their brothers, fighting to the last stand, standing up in extremely difficult odds, even challenging a High Elder. He has never seen something as he was witnessing: A small ooman female with long floppy ears was using some kind of staff to fight the Xenomorphs. And she was winning. The staff launched out some kind of element with each strike, making Ja'aan curious to how it worked.

A woman with a big revolving gun and some odd clothing came out of a small purse, a man with pointy ears was using some small knives, and a giant man was using a giant sword.

A small girl was using a giant scythe that fired some kind of projectile, another woman, this one yellow, was punching the Xenos, her hair on fire, a black colored ooman with amazing agility was using a small gun and two swords to fight the horde, and a white themed woman had a thin sword that worked like the big eared one.

A big red head ooman was using a sword and spear, gaining a lot of respect from Ja'aan, a smaller man used two guns with blades on the ends, a small girl with a giant hammer was singing and using the hammer to crush the bugs, and a small girl with no heat signature and a weird bow was using several blades in a big circle, keeping the bugs at bay.

Several dead Xenos were keeping the big group at bay with their melting bodies, and only a few Xenos remained, becoming mince meat in seconds. The group stopped and let their guard down, a fatal mistake the Ja'aan chastised. He noticed that the groups weapons were being thrown onto the ground, obviously melting from the acidic blood of the bugs. Ja'aan groaned: will they ever learn?

A blood curdling roar cut through the dead silence, and the Queen broke through the tall trees. The group yelled something in ooman and began to huddle together, no doubt terrified. The Queen was twenty feet tall, a huge insectoid body, long claws and a tail that was bigger than its own body, the spear tipped end was taller than the scythe user.

Taking charge, Ja'aan jumped down and leapt up, in a smooth twist, he plunged a spear into its head. Screaming in pain, it clawed at the metal.

With a thud, Ja'aan landed, creating a crater on the ground and startling the group. He turned and shouted "GO" in the ooman language, an order they complied with gladly. Taking out his swords, he charged the enraged bug.

Ruby Rose was not happy. First some weird enemies come out, her sweetheart gets destroyed, and some stranger helps them, then they leave him to die. Can they be any more cowardly!?

Running, they met up with General Ironwood, Ozpin and Glynda at the rendezvous point, the three Hunters obviously worried for them. Even more so at the injuries they sustained.

Ironwood was the first to act: "What happened back there?!"

Coco answered, "Some bug things attacked us, then they destroyed our weapons because their blood freaking melted them!" Coco, Weiss, and Velvet were spared, their weapons only eing used for range.

"Melted'?!" Glynda was shaking with worry for her students. They never encountered such enemies before. "That's not the worst part: this big one came in then some guy attacked it. We ran like cowards." Velvet was surprisingly clear, her voice trembling with guilt. The others felt stabs at their hearts for leaving the guy with the big one. But they couldn't do anything right?

Before anyone could continue, a deafening scream came through, they looked and were terrified at what they saw: a soldier standing near the tree line had a massive black bone sticking out of his chest, blood was pooling everywhere and then he was thrown to the ground in a sickening crunch.

The giant bug came out, but they were surprised that it had such serious damaged: the head, used to be long, but was now cracked and severed in places/several long gashes across the body/chunks were cut out of the tail/the head had a huge gash/one arm was severed in half/the stomach and back were bleeding/the end of the tail was holding on by pieces of bone only.

It stumbled into the area, then dropping dead with a spear appearing on the back of its head, being pushed straight through its mouth. Green blood oozed out, melting into the ground. The carapace was cut open and the insides spilled out in a bright green mess.

Fizzing into existence, a tall person in armor and odd armor was standing on the corpse, staring at the gobsmacked soldiers and Hunters. Two boxes on its shoulders were aimed at them, several exhaust burns showed it was a weapon of some kind. With a gutteral growl, it immediately had two long swords in each hand.

They noticed that the hands were scaly, the skin color was silver and it didn't have a human shape. Penny was unfazed, but her blades were in ready positions, although several were melted to blunt stumps.

Cocking its head to the side, it lost interest in the group. It walked to the remaining arm, cutting off a long black finger with a wickedly sharp knife. Walking to the group, it ignored the raised rifles, simply aiming its shoulder cannons at each soldier and Hunter. Reaching Ruby it handed her the big black finger.

The group was appalled, but an annoyed growl from its throat made Ruby hesitantly reach forward and taking the finger, noticing that the creature managed to tie it with a sturdy thread in a form of a necklace. Taking another finger, this one more of a stump, it pointed the smoking end at her cheek, getting glares from the huge group as they misread the action.

Ignoring them, it pointed to a symbol on its mask, two curved lines in a T shape on the forehead, then pointing to her. Ruby shakily nodded, not wanting to piss it off. With gentleness, it placed the searing end on her cheek, carefully carving the T on her cheek, making her wince but she dealt with it. Done, it threw the scaly finger to the ground and nodded with respect to the small girl.

Before it could leave, a giant man, a stern ooman, and a gray haired ooman intercepted. Growling in annoyance, the woman seemed to hesitate, but the males didn't budge. Aiming the two cannons at the males, Ja'aan fingered the hilt of his whip.

"Listen here, you charged in here, killed those things, marked a child, and now you leave? That's cowardice if I've ever seen it." The creature growled with extreme pain promising in its tone at Ironwood, actually making the big man regret what he said as both cannons were trained on him, not even registering the other armed and dangerous people there as it re-drew its swords and stood at his height, staring him down from behind its mask.

"Let's not be rash. Can you please remove your mask? We can all be civil here." The gray haired man interrupted calmly. It nodded slowly, withdrawing its cannons, and sheathing its swords. Delicately removing the air tubes on its mask, hisses of air came from the tubes, then it carefully popped off the mask, an exhaust of air leaving it. Everyone drew in a breath as it lowered the mask, exposing two mandibles on the lower jaw, big, slitted blue eyes, thin lips and sharp teeth, several scars and the same T mark on its forehead that it put on Ruby, it growled lowly, glaring daggers at the oomans.

Ozpin pulled out papers out of nowhere, holding them in front of him. "How would you like to join my academy Yautja?" Everyone was shocked, Ja'aan was happy that someone recognized his race. His ancestors did help them form their societies and start their lives.

Taking the papers, it growled in annoyance at the fancy writing, activating cannon and blasting the stack of papers into ash. Everyone got into stances warily, but relaxed a bit as its gaze held no heat. "I...will...join you...'Academy'." Glynda was about ready to faint, Ironwood chuckled nervously, sweating as the Yautja Hunter glared at him again, obviously not liking him.

"This will be an interesting four years."

So~ How'd I do? Should I do a pairing? If so, with who?