Now this is something I think you all might be interested in. An Aliens/Predator x Arrow crossover with the pairing being my OC Ethan Draven x Huntress. Yeah, originally I was going to bring back my old Venom/Arrow crossover with the same pairing but I think I've attempted that too many times, so I figured it was best to try something different.

And thus, I figured "Why not have my AVP OC be paired with the Huntress?"

As for what Ethan will go by, he'll go as "The Predator." As for what he'll wear, well I decided that instead of the fugitive Predator gear from that 2018 abomination of a film, he'll wear something like the Arkham Knight armour but Predator technology has been adapted to it. So think of the Arkham Knight armour, but REALLY upgraded with Predator technology.

My imagination makes better designs than drawing them. I'm bad at drawing, so don't expect me to try and do something on Devianart.

Disclaimers: I do not own Aliens/Predator or Arrow. I only own the OC Ethan Draven.

It was dark in New York City, and that was a bad thing for the weak and helpless as those who would prey on them come out to get their fresh pickings, and nobody survives the night of New York without survivor skills. The rules of the homeless of New York was killed or be killed, don't trust anybody, survive. Not many survive the nights of New York on the streets.

Right now, a group of five were trying to rape a woman, having currently gotten her down to her bra and panties. "Get off me!" The woman sobbed as one of the men held her arms while the second was between her legs, pulling his trousers down.

"Don't worry, baby." The man between her legs grinned. "We'll be nice and gentle."

However, they are all unaware of the fact they were watched by an unseen figure. In the figure's POV, the five men and the women were showing up in infrared.

"Please, don't!" The woman begged with tears streaming down her face as the man between her legs started to yank her panties down.

"Please... yes!" The man laughed as he prepared to insert his manhood into the woman's womanhood. Suddenly, some came out of the shadows and hit the man in the head, blowing a large smoking hole with the smell of burning flesh filling the air and invading the nostrils of the men and woman.

"What the fuck?!" One of the men shouted as the one holding the woman released her, allowing the woman to pull her panties back up and use what's left of her clothes to cover up. She was shaking terrible, not just from the cold night, but from the traumatic experience of being nearly raped.

One of the men checked the one with the hole in his head, backing up with a hiss as he saw the wound. It was like someone shot some kind of heat seeker...

Suddenly the man who had been originally holding the woman suddenly gasped and lurched forward as blood sprayed out his chest due to two objects piercing right through him from behind and he was lifted off his feet. This startled the other men and they began firing at the man who was being held in the air by nothing as he spat and gurgled out blood before he was dropped.

"Jesus!" One of the men shouted.

"What is it?! What is it?!" Another shouted hysterically.

"I don't know so shut the fuck up!" The first one snapped at him.

"SHOW YOURSELF MOTHERFUCKER!" Another yelled as he fired his handgun into the darkness of the alleyway. Suddenly three dots in a triangle shape appeared on his chest, causing him to look down before he followed the laser sight only to see a burst of energy bolt coming right at him before it impacted his chest, exploding out his back and sending various organs flying.

"HOLY SHIT! One of the remaining two rapists shouted, his eyes wide in surprise as he fell back.

The other gritted his teeth, aimed his Uzi 9mm and fired into the darkness until he ran out of ammo and went to reload when he heard some kind of noise and looked up to see a dark figure standing in front of him. His eyes widened before he saw a pair of blades swing at his head and he was decapitated in one clean swing.

The remaining thug gasped as he watched the last of his friends be decapitated and slowly looked up to see a dark figure, no stepping into the light, but the thug saw a flash of red eyes before they disappeared.

Then came the blast of energy that killed the thug by blowing his head off.

The woman had her eyes wide and she was shaking terrible, looking for the one who saved her but she saw no sign of him. She didn't know who or what it was. It came out of nowhere. Out of the darkness.

Like some kind of demon...

"Will you drive the fuck faster?!" A passenger snapped at the driver of a black BMW as it raced down the street with three police cars in pursuit of it. There were two others in the back who were leaning out their windows and firing at the cops.

"Shut it! I'm going as fast as I can here!" The driver snapped back, glancing at the speedometer. "Fucking piece of shit... why couldn't we get something faster than this?!"

"Oh I'm sorry, the car lot didn't have a Dodge Challenger!" The thug beside the driver retorted.

"Will you two shut your mouths and just focus on driving us out of here before the cops stop us?!" One of the thugs in the back cut in, getting really fed up with the arguing.

The driver and the shotgun thug stopped glaring at each other to focus on the road. The one in the passenger seat looking out the side mirror to see how the shooting was going.

This was supposed to be a simple gig. Commit a robbery, steal hundreds of dollars, get to the getaway vehicle and drive off before the cops arrive. However, the one who was meant to be their getaway vehicle didn't even show up! So the robbers had to improvise and go to a nearby parking lot and steal the closest vehicle.

They were unaware that they were being watched by a dark figure perched on a rooftop, a pair of red eyes flashing before they disappeared.

"Gotta find a way to lose these fuckers." The driver said as he put pedal to the medal, going as fast as the vehicle will allow, even if he had to try and go faster than that. BMWs weren't exactly sports cars after all.

So focused in getting away, the thugs didn't notice something hitting the road in front of them until it was too late.

BOOOM!

With a explosion, the BWM flipped and rolled several times until it came to a stop upside down. The thugs inside groaned.

"Guys.. you okay?" The driver, who had a nasty head wound due to the impact, asked with a groan followed by a wince as he held a hand to his head.

"F-Fuck... what hit us?" A thug in the back asked with a dazed tone.

"Not sure." the driver said before he looked at the one next to him and winced when he saw the man, who had not done his seatbelt, was dead, body twisted from the repeated rolling of the car. "Shit... Bill, you-"

Suddenly the driver's door was ripped off and tossed aside, causing the driver thug to look with one eyes before something grabbed him and pulled him out.

"Jerry!" Bill shouted, wincing in pain when trying to move as pain flared up in his right arm. He whimpered in pain as he tried to move it but couldn't. His arm was most likely broken or dislocated.

He heard the sickening sound of flesh being torn, followed by the thud of something against the ground. He heard footsteps coming to his door before it was ripped open and the last thing he saw was glowing red eyes before a light flew at his head...

That's it for this chapter. I hope this story interests a lot of you and you like it.