Pilot Predator (OCs x RWBY)

When Worlds Collide

Yeta jumped into an office chair, the sounds of leather tearing filled the room as he spun in it violently, much to Ghost's dismay. Yeta came to a stop and examined the room, laughing softly as he did so. Ghost picked Yeta up by the wrist and lifted him to his feet. He could sense the “knock it off” look on Ghost’s face and shaved his hand away, who placed it on his own his own hip.

“Now then, let’s see our plan of action for this shitty year, dealing with shitty people, at this shitty school, in this shitty world.” He leaned against a table with his arms crossed.
“Did I mention shitty?” He laughed at himself and noticed his partner wasn’t moving at all.

“What’s up?” Yeta tilted his head at his partner, circling him in a frenzy. His partner sent him a notification. 

One, I won’t be able to talk with people, never cared to learn sign language with our day and age- Two… How the fuck is everyone so happy with all this evil in the world? Because there are superheroes with superpowers with superlies? There’s no such thing as true good- I’ve seen it myself. Everyone I thought was a saint threw me under the bus in a heartbeat- first chance they got.

Yeta looked at his partner with a mixed expression.

“It’s called having hope for change. Don’t know why though- THIS SHIT’S AWESOME!” He pumped his fist as he turned back to the room.
“Probably just me, however.” He pulled out a hidden Hammond P2016 from his side pocket and grinned under his helmet as he reloaded the empty magazine.
“When should we do a face reveal to the audience?” He turned to his partner as he lifted a hand over his head while posing dramatically. They just shrugged and he fell to the ground in a comedic manner.

“Whatever, just promise me you’ll take that ugly Holopilot armor off once in a while, I’ve never seen you shower.” He groaned as he replied with another message. That’s a good thing, boss. “Good point.” He walked his Titan up to the window as he opened it. “Status update, Megaton.”

“Scans show Wildlife in the local area is scarce. Installed datamap shows nearest furniture store is at these coordinates downtown. Uploading to your visual now.” Yeta received the coordinates and a minimap. “Thanks, MT. Can you get us there?” He jogged in place and stretched his legs and arms as he called out. “Are you recommending a throw?” Yeta nodded as Ghost stepped up behind him.

Megaton readied its arm for the pilots to get in, using the other arm to calculate the throw. “Wind speed: 6.78 knots. Distance: 539 meters. Object’s Mass: 250 Kilograms-” Megaton was making the calculations but was cut off by Yeta. “Are you calling us fat-?” Megaton ignored him and continued. “Throwing Calculations Complete. Yes." Megaton launched the two into the air, stopping them from responding as they were thrown out of earshot.

They soared through the air, flying well over the city, narrowly dodging a bird. The sound of air rapidly flying by took over their ears. The partners activated their jumpkits and performed a series of rolls to slow their fall as they neared the road. Just before they hit the pavement, they threw their jumpkits into reverse and landed flawlessly.

"For some bricks, we flew pretty good!" Yeta bowed to the civilians who saw this landing and were amazed, while Ghost slapped him on the back and gestured to him to go inside the furniture store.

They were just about to close with it being 23:45 and the pair inspected furniture at a fast rate, so as to not waste any time. They strolled up to the counter, Ghost having some excitement in his steps as Yeta slumped his shoulders. Ghost pointed out his choices and Yeta translated, finishing business in just 15 minutes.

“MUCH better than IKEA.” Yeta stepped out the door backwards as he and Ghost transported a stack of furniture outside. The manager closed up shop and waved goodbye, only for the pair to ignore him. They traveled through town with the fastest possible route- only for Yeta to have to take it home by himself, as Ghost ran off to grab donuts.