Pilot Predator (OCs x RWBY)

Predators Freezerburn (Pt.1)

"Well, now it's our turn!" Yang commented as she stretched her shoulders.

"Just remember to keep proper form." Weiss reminded her careless partner.

"Alright. I didn't check who we're up against- what do you think we can expect?" Yang asked as she continued her stretching, before the tapping of boots on the concrete floor hit their ears.

"I spy with my little eye, two beautiful ladies." Yeta chuckled as the girls turned to him.
"Yeta!?" They yelled in confusion, before Ghost spoke up.

"Was this… necessary?" Ghost mumbled as he inspected the black strap across his chest that was once his shirt, now cut to a large flap that held the coat in its position, revealing his abs.

"You want to one-up the monkey, so prove it to him without even trying. Besides, I'm sure the ladies love it. Especially Blake." Yeta whispered to Ghost, pointing his thumb to a passed out Blake, sitting in her seat with a nosebleed.

Yeta snickered as Ghost blushed and grabbed the blade off his back.
"So, girls, who would have thought it would be you against us?" Yeta remarked as he ran his thumb along the golden guard of Reaching Tempest, which now had a wooden scabbard with a blue string flailing in the wind.

Cinder did.

Yeta internally snarled as he pointed the scabbard at his girlfriends, a cocky smile on his face.

"Why do we have to fight you-?!" Weiss raised her voice, causing Yeta to shush her.

"Calm down, Ice Princess. You could have had to fight- I don't know, Bruno Mars and Nyan Kat?" Yeta’s random bullshit was cut off by the arena being selected and the floor opening up.

"I don't like this hover tech…" Ghost mumbled as he leaned against the sword, which he stuck in the ground.

He gazed into the darkness below as four different terrains rose from the darkness.

"Volcano area, lovely. Ooh! A desert. Haven't been in any of those since I had to replace Megaton's legs." Yeta commented, scratching his chin as his blue coat swayed in the wind.

"A destroyed city ruins and crystal terrain…" Ghost mumbled as he stared at the ruins, remembering their rampages back in PURGE, before shaking his head.

"Alright, since I KNOW YANG WILL PLAY DIRTY AGAINST ME-!" Yeta called out the blonde, who chuckled nervously.

"You can fight her, while I fight my Ice Princess." He continued, before Port began to count down.

3!

2!

1!

Begin!

Yeta drove his boot into the ground, sending him forward with a cloud of dust as his scabbard held against his hip with his left hand, his right hand wrapped around the handle of the blade.

Yang was charging to meet him, having sent herself forward with a shot from her gauntlets, before a black boot collided with her face, knocking her off-course as Ghost flew off after her.

Yeta skidded to a stop just next to Weiss, attempting to make a jab at her with the scabbard, until it came to a stop as the scabbard was restricted by a glyph.

Yeta frowned as he removed the blade from the frozen scabbard, the blade now glowing an intimidating shade that matched his deep blue coat. 

All of a sudden, the scabbard was sent back at him, hitting him in the face. He flinched, giving Weiss just the opening to strike.