It had been a month or two since Jason had popped into this god-forsaken world. As he sat on a bench cleaning his weapon, which he had decided to name Dane, he thought back over his time here. He had already done quite a few things that were definitely illegal. Killing that woman and taking her money? Yep. Aiding Roman Torchwick in the robbery of a Dust store? Oh yeah. And the most recent one? Holy shit it makes him wonder if the death penalty is a thing. Not long after his chat with Cinder, it was a success and he was now working for her, he decided to gather Grimm for labour, guards, even accompanying patrols. And to test his combat abilities, since the last two people were caught off guard, he took a fair amount of his Grimm and attacked a village. He didn't know it's name, nor did he care. It had gone better than expected.
Two days earlier
Lilly was bored out of her mind. It had been almost a year since any Grimm even came close to the town. Needless to say, she, as well as the other guards on the night shift, were losing their minds. She had decided to play some cards with some of the fellow guards to pass the time.
She had the inexplicable urge to look up, and she could have sworn she saw a small Nevermore fly overhead. But it was dark so she couldn't get a good look at it, and besides, Grimm are mindless beasts, it would've attacked them immediately and been shot down. It was probably a crow.
A few minutes later the CCTV tower went down. Their scrolls lost connection and the lights on the tower all turned off, indicating it was down. Then the same Nevermore she saw earlier dive-bombed the control panel for the gate, destroying it and causing the gate to open, and stay open. Then they heard something that made their blood run cold. The howling of countless Beowolves.
She looked over the edge of the wall and saw a horde of Beowolves and a few Ursa. They opened fire into the horde but it was barely doing anything. This was a coordinated attack. But how? Grimm weren't smart enough to plan something like this, even the older ones. She went into the town and started yelling at people to get in their homes and hide. The Grimm were pouring in, the wall having already been overtaken.
They couldn't call for help with the CCTV tower being down. That Nevermore must've done something to it. She started sneaking through alleyways, shooting at the Grimm, then hiding. She was aiming to shoot at a Beowolf struggling to claw into a house when she saw someone start walking towards it. He was wearing a black hoodie and jeans with the hood down. He had shaggy brown hair and what little she saw under his strange mask spoke of a short beard. His shotgun-ax made her think he was a Huntsman. But that didn't make any sense, there weren't any hunters in town because of the lack of Grimm attacks until tonight.
But instead of killing the Beowolf, he patted it on the back, getting it's attention. He pointed to a group of people running to the Town Hall, and the Grimm ran off to kill them. The masked man was commanding them. That's how they were so organised. He started hacking at the door with his ax, before getting impatient and just blowing the door handle off. He went inside and she heard screaming followed by multiple gunshots. He walked back out covered in blood, then moved onto the next house.
Some kind of bandit with a Semblance that gives him control over the Grimm? She needed to find a way to escape so she could warn people. This man was far too dangerous to be loose like this. She returned to sneaking around the alleyways until she found the gate. Luckily, all the Grimm had moved deeper into the town, so there weren't any there. Just when she was about to escape, she heard a gunshot and she fell over. Her legs felt like they were on fire. She rolled onto her back and saw the man casually walking towards her, smoke coming from the barrel of his shotgun.
"Hello sweet cheeks." He said, pumping his weapon. She tried to crawl away but he stepped on her legs, causing her to cry out in pain. "You're not going anywhere."
"W-why are you doing this!?" Lilly asked, starting to cry as she realized she wasn't getting out of here alive.
The masked man raised his ax over his head. "Your town was a bit of an eyesore." Before bringing it back down on her neck executioner style. He picked the head by the hair, examined it, before tossing it to an Ursa, who gladly gobbled it up. He walked back to the center of town and stood on top of a car, surveying his work. There were bodies everywhere and many of the houses were ablaze.
"Everyone, to me!" He shouted, calling back all the Grimm. They crowded around him, looking at him expectantly.
"Fan out and look for any survivors! I don't want any stragglers to escape and tell anyone about me! After 30 minutes, head back here and we'll head back to base! Now, get out there and tear shit up!" He raised his ax, all the Grimm howling with energy, before spreading out to look for survivors, Jason joining them. A Nevermore landed on his shoulder. The same one that made this possible.
"You did very well Odin, great job." He praised it, petting it's neck and feeding it a finger from one of his victims. "Now, let's go."
Present day
It was almost time for shit to kick off. They were leaving to get the Dust on the Schnee boat in an hour. He was gonna have to keep an eye out for Blake and her boy-toy, Sun. He wouldn't be able to take down all of Team RWBY on his own though, so he would have to kill her quick. On the topic of RWBY, he wondered how Ruby was doing without her stupid cloak. It was currently hung up on his wall as a trophy. Or, at least, what's left of it. He had given it to Chuck to play with for a bit, and he had torn it to shreds.
"Hey, big guy." He heard someone call him. He looked up and saw one of the White Fang grunts that was coming along. "We're leaving." He finished curtly. The Faunus here weren't happy about having to work with another human, but if they have any issues with it, they can take it up with Dane. They didn't even have to take orders from him most of the time, so what are they complaining about. Adam hadn't come calling, so Cinder probably hadn't told him about me. That was just fine by him, he didn't want the red-haired soyboy to have a fit over having to work with another human.
Jason just grunted in response and went to the loading area, where they were filling a train with Dust. Cinder hadn't told him why, but he already knew why. He had started using Beowolves to help load things faster, wanted to make sure they were actually ready for the breach this time. He pointed to three of them. "You three, come with me." They put down the crates they were carrying and he lead them to one of the Bullheads. They climbed inside, Chuck was in a different Bullhead, and it started taking off.
Roman was on one of the other Bullheads, as the only people on this one were some White Fang and the Grimm he had brought on board. He didn't only bring the three Beowolves, there were more on the other Bullheads, but he only needed three for this one.
As they were taking off, he noticed some of the others were nervous.
"What's the matter guys? Don't tell me you're getting cold feet now." He taunted them.
One of the Faunus clearly didn't like that. "We're not scared, human, we just don't like being in the same space as these monsters. Shouldn't they be on a separate Bullhead?" He asked.
"Are you doubting my abilities?" Jason said in a dangerously low tone. He didn't actually care what they thought, he just didn't need them complaining.
The Faunus immediately knew he'd messed up. "N-no! I'm just not used to friendly Grimm, is all." He defended himself.
"Well, you better get used to it. I don't wanna hear anymore complaining."
"Y-yeah, whatever."
The next hour or so was spent in silence, except for Jason humming a tune while polishing his blade. Then the PA turned on.
"We're coming up on the ship. Get your shit ready and prepare to go."
Jason gave his ax one more once-over before retracting it and standing up. He felt the Bullhead hit the ground and opened the bay doors.
"Alright." He addressed all his Grimm. "Start hooking the containers up to the Bullheads. And if you see anyone that isn't me, Roman, or wearing one of the White Fang uniforms, howl as loud as you can and try to stall them. Now, move out!" The WF and the Grimm immediately got to work loading up the goods. He started looking at the roof of the nearby warehouse. Because of his mask he could disguise it as watching his Grimm but he could see the two animal love birds watching them from up there.
He walked over to Roman, who was yelling at the WF grunts to go faster. "I saw someone up on the warehouse roof."
Roman discreetly looked towards them and scoffed. "From what I can see, it's only one person. Even if he's a Huntsman, we can take him."
Jason looked at him confused. "One?" He looked back and, sure enough, Blake was gone. "Oh fuck, I saw two. Where'd the other one go?" Him and Roman were looking around, trying to see where Blake had gone. "Chuck!" He called. The big black bear ran over to him. "Look around and see if you can-" He was cut off when he felt cold steel against his neck. She must've considered him a bigger threat than Roman. Dammit, I was supposed to be on top of this. Jason scolded himself.
She took her bow off and started her stupid little speech. "Brothers of the White Fang! Why are you aiding this scum!" She emphasized that last part by pushing her blade a little harder into his neck. Luckily, he had brought covert backup.
"Roman Torchwick is a horrible racist, while this one works with literal monsters! So why do you-"
Jason was fed up. "Alright you little bitch, I've heard enough." He whistled, and right when Blake was about to ask him why he whistled, Odin impacted her side. It caused her to weaken her grip, allowing him to grab her by the head, throw her over his shoulder, and put her in a head-lock, her dropping her weapons in the process.
He started squeezing her neck, and it confirmed one of his theories. Aura doesn't fully protect against internal threats. While he had to squeeze pretty hard, he was able to cut off most air flow. The lack of oxygen was causing her to become desperate, to not think clearly. She began scratching and hitting him, trying to get him off her while her face was turning red. But he was much stronger than her, the only thing protecting her being her Aura. He saw the monkey kid running towards them, no doubt to save little kitty here. He would've loved to make her suffer, even just a little more, but he had to end this quick.
Odin had been pecking and scratching at her excessively, softening up her Aura. He could tell by the reducing resistance it was putting up. After a few more seconds of Odin weakening Blake's Aura, he decided it was now or never, and hoped it was weak enough. He put his hand on the back of her head, her face now purple and her hits becoming weaker, and violently pushed forward with all his strength while pulling his arm back even more. And it worked. He felt and heard a satisfying snap as Blake went limp.
He heard her gasping, trying to breathe, but a few seconds later she grew silent. He had done it. He had finally gotten one of the four. One down, three to go. And they would no doubt be looking for blood after what he just did. He tossed her lifeless corpse to the side and stood up. He looked at Sun, who was staring in disbelief at Blake, before looking back at him. Jason extended his ax, let out a war cry, before him and his Grimm charged Sun. And instead of fighting him like he had expected, and hoped, Sun ran. He ran like a coward with his tail almost tucked between his legs.
He went back over to Blake's body and used his ax to cut her ears off, putting them in his pocket, along with her bow, as trophies. He'd have to wash his hoodie later. They were a bit tougher than he thought they'd be, but no matter. He also cut off two of her fingers and fed them to Odin for being such a good help in bringing down one of the four. He ordered all of his Grimm to board the Bullheads, Roman doing the same to the WF. Then they got on the same Bullhead and they took off before the others would get here. Boy would they have a nasty surprise waiting for them. Would make Weiss feel like absolute shit, he hoped.
As they were flying back, he took the ears out and started examining them. They were pretty fluffy. Or, at least, they would be, if they weren't caked in blood. He'd have to make a display case for them, preferably a refrigerated one so they don't rot. As he was examining them, Roman heaved.
"Jesus Christ, did you really have to cut her ears off? That's absolutely disgusting." He said, trying not to vomit.
"What? I just wanted some souvenirs." Jason said, squeezing them slightly, causing blood to squirt out. That was enough for Roman to open the Bullhead door and vomit out the side. Jason started laughing his ass off, while the Faunus were giving him dirty looks. Cinder would definitely be happy with this. They didn't lose any Bullheads, were able to load up the dust, MUCH faster with the help of his Grimm, and were even able to kill a Huntress. Jason was sure as shit happy. He wished he could see the looks on RWY's faces. He'd take a picture and frame it if he could. He started chuckling to himself at the thought of it, which definitely unnerved the others.
Ruby Rose|Weiss Schnee|Blake Belladonna|Yang Xiao-Long
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