Just started watching Dexter and I love it. Hope you all like this. I do not own Dexter or RWBY. This will be a mash-up of Earth and Remnant, really just Earth with Faunus. This also won't follow the 1st episode perfectly nor the whole episode. I'm just going to ignore the ice-truck killer as this is a one-shot

Cheering fills the park as a boys' choir finishes up their performance. Their pastor and conductor, Dove Bronzewing, goes over and hugs his wife and two daughters while speaking to members of his church. Once everything has been packed up and he's seen everyone off he kisses his wife and promises to pick up takeout on the way home. Dove came earlier than his family and as such has to take another car back tonight. He walks to the far end of the park and gets into his car. He starts the car and leans back into his seat when cord is thrown around his neck and someone begins to strangle him. From the corner of his eye he sees a flash of blond.

"You're mine now so do exactly as I say." His assailant sounds happy as he chokes and struggles.

"Wh..what do you want." Dove barely manages to get those words out as the cord cuts off his air supply

"For you to be quiet, now drive." Dove struggles a bit more but soon gives up and begins to drive. The pressure on his neck loosening ever so slightly but whenever he makes a move that could be seen as attempting to escape or fight back the cord tightens again and he stops. His assailant watching with piercing blue eyes the whole time, not a hint of emotion in them.

"Turn here." Dove takes the turn indicated by his attacker. He pulls up next to an abandoned building and sees three open graves in front of him, a shovel sticking up in the ground not three feet from the last one. The cord is whipped over his head and the man behind him exits the car. Dove breathes heavily before his door is flung open and he's grabbed by the throat and flung to the ground. This also gives him his first good look at his attacker. Looking down with no emotion other than a slight upturn of his lips is a blonde-haired blue-eyed man wearing a black shirt, jeans, and a pair of disposable gloves.

"You are going to do what I say." Dove nods his head in fear as the man walks circles around him. Suddenly the cord his wrapped around his neck and he's dragged off across the ground. After a few minutes, the man drags Dove into the abandoned building where Dove sees three corpses that clearly aren't adults. He is then pulled up to his feet and slammed up against the wall farthest from the door.

"Look."

"No, I don't want to." Dove cries at the situation and fear fills him.

"Yes."

"No. NO!"

"It truly is horrible, isn't it?"

"Please." Anger floods the face of the blond man and he grabs Dove by the throat and lifts him off his feet.

"OPEN YOUR EYES AND LOOK OR SO HELP ME OUM I WILL CUT OFF YOUR EYELIDS AND THEN WILL SEE HOW YOU FEEL ABOUT IT! LOOK AT WHAT YOU DID!" Dove looks at the corpses and remembers each one, crying the entire time.

"It took a long time to get these boys clean, that one on the end there, he was in the ground so long I had to pull him out in bits and pieces when I found him. And while I can't find any more bodies I found evidence to tie you to four other missing boys. Tears continue to leak from Dove's eyes as the man starts at him, his blue eyes boring a hole into his skull. He begins to pray to Oum only for the blonde to lightly smack him and push his head back against the wall.

"Oh, shut up, that never helped anyone and it isn't going to help you." Dove shakes at that.

"Please.. you can have anything.

"That's good beg, it makes it more enjoyable for me. I bet it was the same for you when these little boys begged you to stop. Did you stop when they begged? Did you?" Dove looks at the ground, his face scrunched up and red but no more tears fall.

"I.. I couldn't help myself. I couldn't.. I just… Please you got to understand." The blonde man chuckles at that and a smile makes its way onto his face.

"Believe me I definitely understand, see I can't stop myself either." Dove feels safe for a few seconds until a fist slams into the wall an inch from his head. Anger seeps into the man's tone despite his voice remaining soft and he looks ready to tear Dove apart. "But children, no I could never do that. Not like you, never like you. Never. Ever. Kids."

"Why?"

"I have morals, few as they may be." The man jams a syringe into Doves neck and pushes on the plunger. When he comes to Dove finds himself naked, gagged, and tied with shrink wrap to a table that is also covered in plastic. From what he can see the whole room is covered in plastic. The blonde man appears above him with a green smock on along with a black apron, white latex gloves and a hard-plastic mask. The man takes a scalpel and makes a cut along Dove's right cheek, collecting a drop of blood and placing it on a slide. By this point Dove is too terrified to scream, letting out only a muffled hiss from the pain.

"So, you'll be packed into a few neatly wrapped heavy-duty trash-bags and I'll dump you in the ocean. With that this corner of the world will be a neater, happier place. A better place." The man goes over to a side table and peruses a collection of knives and other sharp implements after setting the slide down before grabbing a drill. He walks back over to Dove and pulls his mask down and turning the drill on, slowly lowering it towards Dove who begins to struggle despite the futility of the action. The drill soon begins the slow process of boring into his skull and piercing the brain.

We see a boat heading towards a city the man from before driving it in the same clothes from last night. His job done after disposing of the body parts.

'My name is Jaune, Jaune Belladonna. I don't know what turned me into who I am but whatever it was left a hollow place inside of me. People fake a lot of human and Faunus interactions but I feel like I fake most of them.' Another boat passes by and Jaune honks at it.

"Ahoy there, captain, any big marlin out there today."

'You can thank my foster parents for that, Ghira and Kali Belladonna did a wonderful job of raising me. But they're both dead now. I didn't kill them, believe me I could never have done that. Without Ghira I'm sure I would be no better the trash I throw into the ocean.

"You're different aren't you Jaune?" A young Jaune looks up at a mountain of a Faunus who's looking down at him with a serious look in his eyes.

"What do you mean Pa?"

"The Taurus family says Buddy disappeared." Jaune looks down at the ground. "I found the graves son."

"That dog was a noisy little creep, he was barking all night and Mom needs her sleep because she's sick but that dog was too yapping at every little thing."

"There were too many bones for one dog, Jaune."

The boat speeds up and the name Slice of Life is shown on its side. Jaune then drives back to his house after docking and puts the slide of Dove's blood with others like it before sliding the box holding all the slides into its hiding spot in an AC unit.

'Blood. Sometimes it sets my entire being on edge, other times it helps soothe the monster that I can become. The code of Ghira, my foster father is satisfied. Ghira was a great cop here in Miami. Taught me how to think like one, how to hide my tracks, I'm a very neat monster.' Jaune sits down at his desk and looks over his files on Dove's kills before looking at a picture of him and a black-haired cat Faunus.

'My foster-sister Blake. She has a big heart but refuses to let anyone see it. Currently she's working on moving up from Vice to Detective in the police department we both work at. She's the only person in the world that loves me, I think that's nice.' Jaune moves to the bedroom and changes clothes before snagging his keys off the desk and heading to his car. 'Feelings are difficult for me, I think I only really feel them for four living people now. Obviously there is Blake. My girlfriend of six months Velvet makes me feel something as well along with her two kids.' Jaune's phone rings and he answers it.

"Jaune where the hell is that report on the double cokehead murder I put you on. Please tell me it's say what it's supposed to say. It says it was a drug sell gone wrong right?!"

"Well Stallion if you want it to say the wrong thing you should have asked someone else. The blood splatter show that it wasn't a professional, with all the blood on the wall it looked like someone was finger-painting." Jaune leans against his car and waits for Sergeant Roy Stallion to respond.

"You give me the creeps, you know that right."

"I know."

"Fuck you! Just tell me that you wrote what I told you to. Rival dealer came in, two scumbags slashed to hell. I don't give a crap what you say because that's what happened and that's who I'm looking for." Jaune smirks at that.

'I find it funny. I work as a blood splatter analysist for the police and work around plenty of "keen", "intuitive" officers each day and Stallion is the only one to get the creeps from me. He's one to watch.'

"But it's not, as my report said it's a crime of passion going by the blood splatters. See if the two victims had any ex-lovers or something."

"Now you liste.." Jaune hangs up and gets into his car. He heads out and looks over his newest target, Nadir Shiko, a valet he suspects of killing Gwen Darcy, mother of two that disappeared six months ago. Nadir was a suspect but his lawyer got him off on a faulty search warrant. After watching Nadir for an hour Jaune goes and breaks into his Nadir's house. Nadir's dog tries to attack him but Jaune shuts the door on it.

'Actual animals don't like me very much, Faunus don't have any special dislike for me when they're not about to die by my hand but animals, especially pets, don't like me. I think they can tell what I am and what I have planned for their masters.' Digging through Nadir's stuff and carefully placing everything back Jaune finds a lot of disturbing pornographic literature that caters to those with darker tastes.

'Great, pain fantasies are the mild stuff for this guy. His needs are evolving and unlike me he will target anyone that catches his eye.' After looking around a bit more Jaune leaves Nadir's house and goes shopping, passing by several hotspot restaurants while he's walking around.

'Friday night, date night. Every night is date night in Miami. Everyone is having sex, but for me sex never enters into it. I can't wrap my head around it, now I understand the mechanics and I have nothing against women but the act itself seems so…" Jaune looks at a blue haired man and a woman trying to suck the others faces off '…undignified. But I have to play the game, I have to look normal.' Jaune reaches his car and drives to a neighborhood that looks like a wonderful area to raise a family. Jaune parks in front of the house and knocks on the door. A second later it is answered by a brown-haired rabbit Faunus in a bathrobe.

'Blake saved her life on a domestic dispute call, she introduced us and things went from there. Velvet is perfect for me because in her own way she is also broken.'

"I'm running late I'll be just a second. Come on in."

"Okie-doke." Jaune follows Velvet in and sits on the opposite couch as her two children, Astor and Peter. Jaune greets them with a smile and starts playing with them while waiting for their mother to come out. Jaune then gives them the ice-cream he bought before coming. Velvet then comes out and they the two children with the babysitter.

'Velvet has no interest in sex thanks to her abusive ex. That works for me. Velvet also makes me feel something, I can't place it but I like it. Her children make me feel something similar but different, I like this feeling as well.' Jaune and Velvet soon arrive at the restaurant for their date. It specializes in crab and they are given hammers to smash the shells. Jaune looks at the other patrons smashing the crab shells open.

'I get that my habits are unusual to say the least but all these socially acceptable people can't wait to publicly smash their food to bits. Normal people are so hostile.' Jaune turns his gaze to Velvet who's sucking the meat out of a crab leg. 'Well, not her anyway.' Once their meal is done Jaune drives Velvet home and walks her to the door where she lightly kisses him on the lips and then tells him goodnight. Jaune looks confused and is barely able to answer her.

"Good night." Jaune walks back to his car with a confused frown on his face. 'That was a first, Velvet has kissed me on the cheek before but I can handle that. Mom did it enough for me to get used to it. I'm not sure how to deal with this though.' Jaune drives back to his house and spends the rest of the night looking up the various sites and magazines that Nadir uses.

'I'm a serial killer and I find all this stuff disgusting, that should really tell you something. However, I can see Nadir and Gwen in one of these videos. Now it's only a matter of time until he's a drop of blood in my slide collection. Once more I thank Dad for his lessons. He taught me how to spot these people, how to hunt them down, he's the one that gave me the idea to channel my urge to kill towards other killers. Ghira taught me that I wasn't alone and unloved, he viewed me as his son till he died.' Jaune takes the next day off and goes to prepare the site of his next kill.

The day after that he then meets up for Blake for a fish lunch and they discuss her current case, someone leaving bodies of prostitutes in pieces around the city. Jaune gives her his idea of how the bodies are being moved and she thanks him before hugging him and running off. Dropping by the station he sees Dove's widow asking the police to find her husband, feeling nothing as he watches her cry.

'I covered my tracks well enough.' The rest of Jaune's day is mostly paperwork and after leaving he heads to where Nadir should be. It's nighttime when he reaches it but Nadir's car is there. Entering the abandoned building Nadir has been stealing copper plumbing from Jaune sneaks down to the basement. Luring Nadir to the prepared area Jaune has hanged a picture of Gwen from the ceiling, distracted by the picture Nadir doesn't even see Jaune coming until the needle full of tranquilizer is plunged into his neck. Jaune strips him and ties him to a plastic covered mattress. When Nadir wakes up Jaune rips the duck-tape he used to gag him.

"Talk."

"What do you mean? OH OUM!" Nadir cries out as Jaune takes his trophy by cutting his right cheek.

"Talk to me about Gwen Darcy."

"Okay, I killed her, had some fun with her before I did. But I don't regret it."

"Of course not." Jaune stuffs a wad of cotton in Nadir's mouth and walks over to his knife collection and grabs a cleaver. "You know I'm not sorry either, only satisfied." Jaune swings the cleaver down on Nadir's neck and then begins the process of dismembering the corpse.

'One more killer off the street and another slide for my collection.'

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