DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN RWBY AND FRIDAY THE 13TH OR ANY OF ITS CHARACTERS

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"oh, come one dude it's a one time thing." a white fang grunt whined to his partner, the other grunt pushed his whining friend aside. "like hell I will! the lieutenant is gonna kill me if I do." the grunt explained as his friend laughed. "come on! just once and I'll take the blame got it?" the grunt thought about it still doubting his friend but decided to go with it, the two agreed and shook on it, giving a gentlemens agreement.

as the two laughed and continued to speak to one another a large figure watched them from a far.

che che che ha ha ha ~"kill them, stab them, make them suffer, I want to hear them scream in terror! I want them to pay for what they have done." the voice spoke in the large man head, echoing through his mind, the man himself nodded slowly as he stomped his way to the two.

che che che ha ha ha ~the two grunts were chatting away talking about how the white fang is most likely the most feared group of rebels in all of remnant, the bushes moved and shaked catching the attention of the two.

"the hell was that?" the grunt asked as he grabbed his rifle as did the other. "grimm probably" his friend suggested as the bushes moved more and shook. "aim for the bushes" and the two aimed their rifles and let loose a hail of bullets on whatever it was in the bushes.

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the two lowered their rifles and sighed, what ever it was they killed it. the grunts turned back to head towards the warehouse, though they had to patrol the whole area but they didn't want to be attacked by any Grimm.

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the grunt let out a pain gasp as he looked down and saw a large rusty machete protrude out of his stomach, dropping his rifle the machete was pulled from his body and he fell slowly dying. his friend fell backwards as he watched his partner die in front of him, he grabbed his rifle and aimed at his partner killer. The man was large and burly wearing a hockey mask, he turned to him with his machete ready to remove his head from his shoulders. but before he could the grunt opened fire on the killer hoping it would be enough to kill him, the rifle soon ran out of ammo and the killer himself wasn't phased by it.

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The killer grabbed the rifle from the grunt grip, the grunt crawled back not wishing for his life to end here. he was crying not wanting to die, he crawled faster. he looked back seeing that the killer was no longer there, he looked forward and saw two large boots in front of him. slowly he looked up and saw the mask man, the killer grabbed the grunt by the throat with a iron grip easily lifting him up off the ground. taking the gun that he still held he shoved the barrel of the rifle in the white fang grunt mouth, the grunt cried in pain. the killer then put his hand on the butt of the rifle forcefully pushing the rifle down the grunt throat, he cried in pain more so as the rifle was going down his throat.

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the grunt tongue accidentally hit the trigger and a round was released inside him, killing the grunt almost instantly. the killer threw the dead body down on the ground watched as blood flowed out from his victims throat and where the bullet had gone through. turning away he stomped his way to warehouse he heard the two talk, thick fog covered his form.

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hey guys voldugu here! I hope you like the chapter even though it was short, but other than that yeah! also as for if Jason is a native on remnant or if he just there for some reason, he is a native. though he is still a spirit but he will still have a aura and semblance making him more unstoppable. I hope you all have a great day or night, so please leave a review good or bad as well as follow and like this story. thanks!