Hello everyone it's me again(man I need a catchphrase)! So you may have not known this about me but I'm a warhammer fan. I figured I would step away from the crossovers of cartoons and anime to bring my favorite tabletop game some work. These first two or three chapters will also act as trailers, and my author's notes will be background.

Now here's some basic world stuff

The Chaos gods have always existed on Remnant, but their worship is slow and hidden in the Kingdoms due to Grimm attacks. I'll be using units and lore from both 40k and AOS(example: Mortarion and Magnus would exist and be worshipped as Daemon Princes, Archaon would exist in place of Abaddon as leader of Chaos Undivided, Daemon Engines etc). Chaos worship is primarily in the Grimmlands, as there is no law but might makes right. Otherwise it's just RWBY baby.

I do not own RWBY or Warhammer AOS or 40k, they are owned by their respective owners.

Chapter 1: The Farmer

Our story opens up to reveal a White Fang base hidden deep within a forest, it is clearly an old and well developed base, as it is surrounded by relatively high walls, a trench system, and what appears to be a minefield. Despite all of these defense(or perhaps because of them), the local commander kept two guards stationed outside of the main gate. One of the guards, a wolf faunus by the looks of his secondary ears, turned to his compatriot and asked "Why are we here man? This forest is giving me the creeps." the other guard, a crow faunus simply shook his head in agreement "I know man, it's too quiet all the time, and the plants don't exactly look healthy…. Hey somebody's coming!" both guards turned to look down the path showing that the once peaceful looking forest is overrunned with all sorts of mold, fungus, and the smell of decay. Coming down the path is what appears to be a rather tall young man, standing near seven feet in height, what is also noticed by the two guards is how sick the human appears. His clothing, consisting of what appears to be the remains of a hazmat suit, held onto his wasted frame with makeshift suspenders, which covered a raggeded looking green hoodie with what appeared to be his emblem on the front, a fly surrounded by three circles. The boy had only one eye, the other had been ripped out and the wound allowed to fester. On his face he wore a modified gas mask, from which rough breathing could be heard. The diseased teen was holding on to what can only be described as a nasty looking scythe, the handle was made from a rotting gnarled tree branch, and the three foot long blade was coated in rust and other unidentifiable liquids. The strange teen kept on shuffling/walking until he reached the gate, and after taking a moment to take in a rattling breath spoke "Greetings brothers, my name is Septis the Harvester, might I rest my weary bones?"

The two faunus were a bit surprised by what was clearly a title "What do you mean by brothers?" the wolf faunus asked "It's pretty clear to me you ain't a faunus?!" This only received a chuckle from the scythe carrying boy " *cough* Forgive me , while we may not be related by blood nor species, we are all brothers in the eyes of the Ur-Father." The crow faunus suddenly raised his gun "Holy shit this bro! This guys one of the Maggotkin! Sound the -Gak!" the guards cries were cut off as the blade of Flies Feast plunged into the grunts chest, sores spreading out from the wound and rust covering his armor. The wolf quickly fired his machine gun, and was immediately surprised when instead of hitting aura the bullets went straight through his assailant!

Instead of blood however, pus quickly oozed out of the holes, instantly sealing them. "A good try brother, but we Maggotkin are known for our Disgusting Resilience." Instead of turning to face the grunt, Septis simply stretched his arms back, revealing seven tubes of rotting bone shaped in to those same three circles, each one releasing disgusting smoke as the droning of flies could be heard. "But let me show you what a Harbinger of Decay can do!"

Septis had finished with the grunts both without and within the campgrounds, the various corpses in different stages of decay. He quickly turned to the bunker that made up the command center, faster than should be possible for a man in his condition, the servant of Nurgle stood before the door. With a quick swipe of his scythe the metal door quickly succumbed to the rapid strain of Ferric Blight covering the blade, rust weakening the metal to nothing. Inside was the commander of this outpost, as well as two champions. "I must say I am impressed by how quickly you cleared through my men….. Nevertheless this is as far as you go little champion!" the commander roared as he lifted his war axe, his two tusks making him out as an elephant Faunus. Septis, bent over in pain from releasing his most virulent disease earlier, managed to wheeze out a retort "...You…. think you can stop me now?...maybe you might, but regardless you have something of my father's and I will take it back!" Septis charged the commander, Flies Feast held down low as to not get in his commander responded in kind his two lieutenants bringing up semiautomatic pistols to lay down overwatch. Septis felt the bullets pepper his body, opening up new wounds his myriad plagues rushed to fill them. The two warriors clashed the commander careful as to not let his axe touch the rusted blade, it was this caution that led to his undoing as Septis managed to land a slash from shoulder to chest! The commander roared and jumped backwards, the cut immediately turning green then purple, and finally black with rot. "...what…" the commander struggled to say as he collapsed to his knees, helpless to watch as his two lieutenants were cut down like wheat. Soon the only thing the commander could hear was the booming laughter of an ancient god….

Septis grabbed the locked box in the storage area, thanking the Lord of Flies for showing him the way before any of his six brothers. Quickly breaking off the box he looked inside and found a bronze bell about the size of his head, surprisingly only somewhat covered in rust, and proudly polished was a simple depiction of three skulls stacked to look like a hazmat symbol. Picking up the tocsin slowly so as not to drop it, he hung it from a particularly gnarled branch of his scythe, as if it was always meant to be there. Satisfied that the prized item would not fall off, Septis now turned to face his audience. "I'm surprised someone managed to survive, the Destroyer Hive is not known for missing a potential host."

To anyone looking from an outsider's view it would look like a very sick kid was talking to a crow with red eyes. But their mind would be blown as the crow landed on the ground and turned into a man dressed in grey and black wielding a massive greatsword. "Gotta say thanks kid, I've been meaning to hunt down this particular strain(he received a chuckle from Septis for that) of Fang for a while now. Anyways the names Qrow, Qrow Branwen." Upon hearing Qrow's name the harbinger immediately brought his scythe up, the stories of the drunken scarecrow were often told by his brothers and their warbands. "Easy kid I'm not here for a fight." Qrow said as he took out a flask from Nurgle knows where and began to take a long drink, five seconds later he was done. "One of my other missions given to me by Ozpin is to look for potential recruits, and from where I'm standing you could be one of them." this made Septis laugh, which quickly devolved into a viscous cough requiring the warrior to re-apply his gasmask, the mixture of plague gas and "herbal" medicine helping to ease his breathing "I'm sorry but WAT? What makes you think I would ever join one of your hunter academies?" Qrow had expected this and had a counter argument ready "Because my plague-ridden friend, you wouldn't want to leave this poor thing by itself now would you?" Qrow held up his scroll to show the Nurglite a live video feed, upon seeing the video Septis's eyes widened and he enthusiastically said " you have yourself a deal!" Qrow chuckled, and then stood straight up as if he just remembered something "hey do you think I could get a picture with you? I have a bet with my brother in law…" Septis simply said " Say no more, I'm one of seven, I understand the importance of bets."

Rose/Xiao Long Residence

Taiyang Xiao long grabbed a bag of popcorn out of the microwave as well as a plate of chocolate cookies. Tonight movie night and his daughters wanted to watch a movie about one of the infamous Black Crusades of the Chaos tribes, when he suddenly received a call on his scroll from Qrow. "Hey Qrow what's going on?" Qrow was eerily calm in his response "Could you call Ruby and Yang over? I have some news they might wanna hear….." Now he was even more worried, "Sure hang on a sec, Ruby! Yang! It's Uncle Qrow!" there was a sudden gust of yellow and red as Ruby used her Semblance to grab yang and quickly enter the kitchen "UncleQrowhowareyoudidyoumissmedidyoudidyou?!" the fifteen year old shouted off in rapid fire, while Yang smiled and yelled "Hi uncle Qrow how're ya doing? When are you coming to visit so I can beat you in Death Kombat?!" Taiyang let out a sigh before speaking again "Girls! Can we let uncle Qrow tell us why he's calling?" getting nods from both of his daughters he turned back to the scroll "Now Qrow what's up?" Qrow suddenly flashed a wicked smile(Think Edward Elric's wicked smile) "I just wanted you all here to see your old man lose 1700 Lien." Taiyang's jaw dropped, Ruby confused ask "why is dad losing that much money?" Qrow's smile grew even wider "Because my little reaper, your father made a bet that I couldn't get a worshipper of chaos to willingly come to Beacon by the time Yang was supposed to go there, and we agreed to add 100 lien each year." Taiyang was speechless "There's no way you got one of them to agree Qrow quit pulling my chain." he was almost whimpering. "Oh reeeaaally?" Qrow asked, going full troll now "Well it's a good thing I'm standing right next to the kid then, Hey Septis! Meet my brother in law!" The sight that greeted the trio on the other end caused the following reactions: Ruby screamed and hid behind Yang, Yang looked like she was about to puke, Taiyang hung his head in defeat. "Greetings, I am Septis the Harvester, loyal servant of Grandfather Nurgle, how are you all tonight?"

Thats one chapter down, many more to go! and might i say that this might be the longest chapter I written to date on this website? man i feel good! what do you guys think about it so far? Next chapter should be around christmas or week before, finals are coming up and i have mostly B's. have a good whatever time it is while your reading this everyone!