Author's Notes

This is a reminder that these four Team chapters are not chronological, they all take place in roughly the same three first months of their time at Beacon.

And t ready! there is a lot of stuff happening here in this chapter!


Team JNPR

Nora – Legacy of Heroes

"Wolf… wolf wolf wolf wolf… wolf… wolf." Leman said like he was saying a real sentence instead of just the word wolf. The group of friends just looked at him with raised eyebrows.

"Exactly what is wrong with Leman?" Ruby asked but the question was on everyone's mind.

"Bjorn told him the only word he can use is wolf." The group of friends all looked back at the laughing Wulfen sitting on the other side of the Great Hall.

"Wolf, wolf wolf wolf… wolf. Wolf wolf wolf…"

"Stop. Just stop." Megan said as she was already more than a little irritated by Leman's love of Wolf puns but this whole only one word thing was to much. Leman shrank down in his spot. "Good, now… are we all ready for combat training today, word is that dear brother Angron has requisitioned a horde of Servitors for today." The other side of the table went deathly quiet once Megan finished speaking.

"Exactly where did you get that information?" Megan and those sitting next to her turned around to see Commissar Flint's scarred face looking down at them. Beads of sweat began forming on all of their faces as the silence continued following his question. "Regardless, Aspirant Valkyrie… is it true that you and Aspirant Lie grew up with Captain Pious?" Nora and Ren both nodded their heads. "Good, I served with the Vostroyan First Born but I was there when he ended the tenth Black Flood. The man is an Emperor damned hero and deserves better than those old prosthetics. I've arranged for a Tech-Priest…" They all turned at the sound of someone very loudly running out of the Great Hall. "… damn kid shouldn't have to worry anymore… anyways, I've made arrangements for him to receive high quality bionic replacements. I need one of you to escort the Tech-Priest to Captain Pious' home."

"I can do it!" Nora excitedly said as she raised her hand.

"Good, you will meet the Tech-Priest in one hour at the landing pads. You will be excused from any classes you miss." The Commissar said before leaving the teens. Everyone stared at Nora and Ren a little star struck.

"You were raised by Ollanius Pious!" everyone but Weiss and Jaune exclaimed with surprise.

"Wolf wolf wolf wolf wolf wolf!" The two quickly shhh'd their friends quickly before anyone could hear.

"Not so loud, he doesn't like all the attention he gets. So please keep this to yourselves." Ren said trying to explain quickly enough to not draw unwanted attention.

"Wow… we know people who were raised by the greatest solider history." Ruby said with stars in her eyes. Everyone in the Imperium had heard of the story of Ollanius Pious.

It was the tenth Black Flood, Grimm were pouring out of the Gate of Cadia in hordes so large that from the sky it looked like a sea of utter darkness. With only pockets of blue, green, red, and purple showing the Grimm daemons. It was the biggest Black Flood in history, the forces of Cadia were driven back to the Hive-City's walls, surrounded by all sides of Grim. The city a bright light in the sea of blackness with all the flashes of artillery being fired.

Everyone around the world expected Cadia to fall when the Grimm Price Be'lakor, the first Grimm Prince known to the Imperium. The avatar of the Grimm Gods' will marched to the gates of Cadia and demanded that they submit to his will or he would personally level the city. In true Cadia fashion they replied with an artillery barrage. The Grimm Prince flicked the shells off and sent them into the gate. Be'lakor finished the gate off himself in a single swing of his mace. The being walked through the gate with a horde of Grimm behind him. Only a single solider stood between him and Cadia. Ollanius Pious.

The battle between the two is surrounded in rumor and superstition, all that is know for sure is that it lasted under a few minutes and by the end Be'lakor was kneeling as his body burned away in the wind. The Grimm behind him and much of the horde of the Black Flood were killed in the backlash of the Grimm Prince's death thus ending the threat.

Afterward Ollanius Pious was given almost every honor and medal the Imperium could think up, He was even granted Sainthood by the Ecclesiarchy. Though the man refused it not being a follower of the Imperial Creed. In the end of all the celebration Ollanius disappeared, classified as retired.

"It's nice that the Commissar is paying for his new limbs though… must have cost an arm and a leg though." Yang said trying to lighten the excited mood.

"Boo." They all said in response.

"Wolf." An hour later Nora was waiting by a fully prepped Valkyrie. She had never seen a Tech-Priest in person before, Grounds Master Veriliad only ever showed himself during meals and then he was always too far away for her to see.

"Aspirant Valkyrie." Nora turned around to the very augmented voice, it was a cross between someone speaking into a fan and talking through a very static filled Vox Caster. "You are to lead me through to Captain Pious' residence." The voice came from a darkened face under a large red hood. A few lights cut through the shadow but did nothing to reveal the rest of his face. The classic red robes of Mars covered the rest of the man's body expect for the two large augmentation that stuck out from the man's back.

"Yes I am, lets get moving Mr?" Nora said in her normal upbeat fashion but it seemed to just roll of the Tech-Priest.

"I am Genetor Morantar, I have given the Machine Spirit its proper rites so we can commence with our journey." He said very bluntly and without any hint of emotion before walking towards the Valkyrie. Nora just stood there unable to really comprehend what just happened. She had never meet any as dull and humorless, even Ren worked as a great straight man to her jokes.

The ride there was even more uncomfortable. Never before had Nora spent so much time in complete silence, even when she was asleep she made some attempt to be her normal excitable self. Genetor Morantar himself just sat there in the hull of their ride eerily still, it was just like Veriliad during meals. By the time they had reached Vale Nora was edger to get this whole mission over with.

The two took the Mag-rail through the city out to outer check point and then a Truk ride through the Ork settlements that clung to the walls of the Hive-City. All though the trip Nora tried her hardest to break through the cold shell of the Tech-Priest but to no success. The Tech-Priest just continued to sit or walk silently, only responding to the most direct comments and questions and even then only responding in the smallest and most blunt ways.

"Well… here we are." Nora said uncharacteristically coldly as they both stood outside the forest that was owned by Ollanius Pious, he had bought the whole thing for himself after his last campaign. Nora knew it was because he was a private man that never like the attention his actions brought him. He did what he did because it was his duty not because he wanted fame and fortune. Not that he didn't use said things to get this land. We need to stay on the path and you need to keep by me at all times." Nora said before starting off on the small dirt path. Morantar followed behind, Nora could keep track of the man easily with the amount of sound his heavy footsteps made. But soon Nora heard something that caused her to turn around in shock. She heard the sound of crunching leaves, she saw the Tech-Priest start walking off the dirt path. "What are you doing?!" She yelled as she stepped in the way of one of the many cameras so the automatic defenses wouldn't target the Tech-Priest.

"I detect a unregistered Machine Spirit in this direction." He said like that explained everything but it just left Nora even more confused.

"Did you not hear me? we need to stay on the… path." Nora stopped talking when the Tech-Priest continued to walk through the trees unconcerned with her words. Nora had to follow the Tech-Priest through the forest to make sure that the cameras saw her and would not activate the various turrets that had been set up by the Iron Warriors, their thanks for saving Cadia.

"There it is." Morantar said as he approached one of Ollanius' sap collectors. Small treaded drones that went through the forest collecting sap from the trees, Ollanius still wanted to provide some good to the Imperium and syrup was his choice in good. Nora thought it was a bit random but didn't question it as pancakes with Ollanius' syrup were her favorite thing in the world. "This machine is not a product or design approved by Mars."

"Yeah… because I made them myself." They both looked over to the source and saw a man in green and leather military fatigues. "Nora… what are you doing out of school."

"Hey Ollanius!" Nora said waving her hands excitedly at the sight of her guardian. "I've brought you someone Commissar Flint says can get you bionics."

"Flint… Flint…" Ollanius said thinking over the name. "Oh! Flint yes I remember him, thought he retired, but I guess Commissar at a Astartes school is as much a retirement as he was going to get."

"You are Ollanius Pious, state why you have a unregistered machine on your property?" The Tech-Priest said interrupting the conversion. Ollanius just grunted a bit, dismissing the Tech-Priest's vailed threat and accusation.

"Because it would take far too much time for me to work the land all by myself and I'm not to keen on hiring anyone to just get killed by my defense systems. As to why it's not an approved Mars pattern, well I won't want to bother the great Tech-Priest with request so trivial." Ollanius said before motioning them to follow him. Nora happily started after Ollanius while Morantar just stood there staring at the small machine gathering the tree sap before eventually following the two after his systems detected the surrounding defense grid start to power up.

Soon the three reached the tree line and out on to a small clearing with a modest log cabin in the middle and a large barn behind that. The smoke from the chimney was bellowing out into the sky. Nora ran past Ollanius and began enjoying the open space that had been her home for the last eight years. Ollanius did smile at the sight but returned to his aged calmness soon enough.

"Enquiry, why a man of the stature of Ollanius Pious would recluse himself to this location?" Morantar said as the Tech-Priest said as he came up to Ollanius.

"I would not rather ruin the perception of the people of the Imperium. Would they find certain things out about me, I'm sure they would lose faith in what my name has come to mean." Ollanius answered, he wasn't hiding anything but he wasn't going to reveal anything either.

"Enquiry, what is connection between Aspirant Valkyrie and Ollanius Pious?"

"I found her and another during one of my trips to the outer towns. During my visit orks raided and killed many, including their parents. I found them and took them in, I guess on a personal level I needed the company and something to occupy my mind." Ollanius could guess that the Tech-Priest had a hard time understanding the logic behind that. Ollanius walked in after Nora into the cabin while the Tech-Priest began setting up in Ollanius' barn. "Well Nora… how has school been." Ollanius said as he sat back in his favorite chair.

"Oh it's the best! Ren and I are partners… who saw that coming… well me of course. And our team is led by this guy Jaune, he's awesome, he's like really smart with battle stuff but not so much with school work. Pyrrha, that's our other teammate, copies down extra notes for him later."

"Sounds like a good group, how are your grades." That stopped Nora in her tracks. "I assume you are doing well."

"Yeah… well… yes I am doing… grades." Ollanius sighed at this not answer.

"Nora… the Iron Warriors don't take in average grades. I know you like breaking things but you need more than that if you want to get into the siege legion. You don't need Thousand Sons level grades but you need to do better."

"I know…"

"Oaky, enough with that. How is your kill count?" The two continued to talk about school and Nora's friends. Ollanius enjoyed the fact Nora and Ren were able to fight such powerful Grimm at the start of their year. About two hours later the Tech-Priest opened the door and escorted Ollanius out to the barn leaving Nora behind. She sat on the couch hugging her legs in slight worry, it wasn't that it was a dangerous operation. All the Tech-Priest was doing was cutting off his prosthetic leg and arms and then swapping them out with bionic replacements. But still, it was still disheartening to think about the man she most respected on a operating table. It was even made worse by the fact that she had very little good to say about the man that would be standing over him.

She looked around the small cabin that had been home for many years, so many memories played back to her. The time she knocked down Ren's massive block tower and her discovering her love of knocking big things down. The time that Ren and Ollanius took care of her when she got sick. That tie she stole Ren's hair brush. It was good to visit home for a while and remember these things.


Pyrrha – Fame and Family

"Are you fuckin' crazy." Thomson was not having the best of days. First he completely missed breakfast and then lunch and now he was having to chaperon this idiots from Mistral.

"What's wrong, Pyrrha Nikos is in there and I'm going to get a picture." One of the said idiots said honestly confused at Thomson's actions.

"That house is completely off limits to the press!" He shouted so they all could hear him. "That house!" He pointed to the rather large house, not fully a mansion but a good sized house. "Is death to anyone with a camera."

"Why?" One of them asked like the idiots they were.

"That is the house of the hero… and he's not a fan of invasion of privacy."

Pyrrha looked out the window of Jaune's family home at the small gathering of reporters standing at the edge of the iron gate that marked the entrance. She recognized a few from Mistral and one in particular that had been caught trying to take photos of her showering. A few of hose that she didn't recognize were keeping them back from stepping on to the property.

"Um… Jaune… exactly what is going on over there?" Pyrrha asked her team's leader who came over to see what it was she was talking about.

"Oh that… heh… you my dad is kinda famous and so reporters used to come around here all the time until he… started killing anyone that stepped on our property." Pyrrha's eye's widened in shock. "Dad is a former Commissar and so he still holds the Right of Execution." Before Pyrrha could ask any more questions Jaune was called back by his mother to help in the kitchen.

It was nice to Jaune's family, it was a stark contrast to her own. Her dad was always away for business and her mother spent all her day in a half drunk state. The only time either of them would even notice that she was around was when she was in the news for winning some tournament. It could be exhausting at times trying to stay in the spotlight and even more so when she was in it.

The idea that Jaune was the son of another celebrity of the Imperium was a strange thought to Pyrrha. Jaune was the most humble person she knew… sometimes to his disadvantage but he was working on that. It made her wonder who could it be.

"He said his father was a Commissar… there are a few famous Commissars. I'm pretty sure that Sir Gaunt is still in active duty. Auys Salieri is far too old to have kids. I really don't see Jaune being raised by Pius Kowle… so that leaves…" Once Pyrrha reached her conclusion her jaw dropped. "No way…" Pyrrha turned back to the door to the kitchen where Jaune was helping his mother and eldest sister make dinner.

"Pyrrha… you're just hanging there." The sound of Nora's voice snapped Pyrrha out of her stupor. She looked to her side and saw Nora sitting next to her with a smile on her face that felt different than normal. "Did you figure it out yet?"

"You know?"

"I was exploring, this house is huge! And I saw him… in the study. His arms are huge." Nora spread her hands to try and illustrate this. "It was awesome."

"Wow… what was he doing?"

"Takin a nap under a pile of paper." Nora giggled before the door to the kitchen slammed open. Pyrrha and Nora watched as Jaune and his sister carried in plates of food with their mother following behind them, she shared the rest of the family's blond hair and though she looked a bit rushed and stressed it was still clear that she was beautiful.

"Jaune, make sure that you don't drop anything this time. Iris, don't just drop them on the table, make sure to be careful." Jaune's mother said as she oversaw the two siblings.

"Yes mom." The two droned out.

"Pyrrha dear… could you please get my husband. I think he's working in his study upstairs." Pyrrha froze at the request. She was going to meet one of the biggest Heroes in the Imperium. Second only to the Primarchs.

"Um… sure… yes I will go get him." Pyrrha said with very little grace as she struggled to comprehend what was happening. She ignored the giggles coming Jaune's younger sisters. Pyrrha was able to climb the stairs no problem but once the slightly open door was in view her steps grew heavy. She certainly never expected to meet someone like him this morning. She could hear a slight snore as she held on to the door handle. She quietly pushed the door open trying not to disturbed the man, slightly forgetting that she was going to wake him up. What she saw surprised her, he was indeed under a pile of paper that also covered his face. He was wearing red cargo pants and a sweatshirt with the Vacuo Reclaimers logo on it, a minor Bloodbowl team. "Um… Mr. …" Pyrrha wasn't sure what to call him, she knew the famous name but Jaune's last name was Arc meaning that he might have changed his name.

"Cain… Cain is just fine." He said as he pushed the paper's off his face. His voice was deep and gruff but not hostile. And his face was exactly like how he looked in all of the posters and the backs of his books. "So you're the girl that has my boy in such a tail spin…" He said before standing up and looking her over. She could feel that he wasn't checking her but assessing her just like how Commissar Flint did every week when Aspirants had to check in for inspection. "Eh… you'd do fine in the thick of it." He said as he gave her a pat to the shoulder and walked past her leaving Pyrrha slightly confused and… a little happy that Ciaphas Cain complimented her. "So what's on the menu tonight?" She heard him say as he walked down the stairs. She returned to the real world and followed Cain back down to the dinner room. The man already had one of his younger daughters on his arm and giving the giggling girl a ride through the house leaving Pyrrha and Nora speechless again.

"Not what you were expecting?" Jaune said with a slightly smug look.

"Not at all… I mean… that's Ciaphas Cain! And he's your dad?!"

"Yeah, he doesn't like people knowing that so… if you could keep it secret please."

"Oh sure… but… if you're his son then… I'm sorry but…"

"Why I'm I so weak? It's fine, I asked him that when I failed to enter the Astartes schools." Jaune said in a hushed tone. "He told me that every one of those heroic moments was just him trying to stay alive. He trained a lot but it was more luck than anything, his words." Pyrrha just stared in shock. Their attention was taken away from their conversion when the sound of the front door opened and Ren walked in, though the smell on him reached them before they ever saw them.

"Oh that is disgusting… Ren… what happened?" Nora asked as she pinched her nose along with everyone else.

"Kid, before you explain yourself, I'm gonna need you to take a shower." Cain said pointing upstairs but Ren just stared at the living legend completely awestruck. "Yes yes I'm famous but go take a shower before you stink up our dinner." Ren eventually went upstairs to take said shower. "Boy… what is wrong with that one?"

"That's not normal, usually Ren is the most clean out of all of us." Jaune said trying to defend his teammate.

"Yeah, especially since Jaune and Pyrrha still don't shower in the morning." Nora said causing the room to go pin drop silent. "What?" The younger sisters al collectively eww'd while the older ones tried to hide their chuckles.

"Jaune Arc! You better have a good reason why you would not do something so basic. I thought I taught you better than that." Jaune's mother said as she pulled Jaune up by his ear.

"Ow! Come on mom!" Jaune pleaded, unwilling to tell out of embarrassment. His mother turned to Pryyha who just turned away with a slight reddening to her face forming. She then turned to her husband for clarification.

"Beacon uses coed showers to break down Aspirant values and modesty so they can fight Slaanesh Daemons better. And other more bull crap reasons but mostly the daemons."

"Coed showers?! How awful, Jaune good on you for refraining from such a demeaning practice."

"Eh… he might want to start. I've seen Slaanesh Daemons and… you really want to kill any feelings that may come up in the presence of incredible…" Cain stopped when he saw the look his wife was giving him. "I mean… Astartes are meant to be above the pettiness of normal humans. They are there at that school to be broken and rebuilt and part of that is their morals and values." Cain said, the Aspirants were surprised at how close it was to the explanation Instructor Angron gave. Jaune's mother did not look convinced. "Hygiene?" Cain tried.

"Very well… Jaune and Pyrrha dear… you both need proper hygiene. As much as I don't want my little knight surrounded by… he still needs to wash the grime and dirt of training." Jaune's mother gave him a small pat on the head and returned to the dining room.

"Boy! What did I tell you… all women look for is confidence! By wimping out you shown you lack confidence… for shame son, for shame." Cain said this but his tone was more comical than anything else. "But enough, let's help your mother prepare…" Cain stopped midsentence and looked to the window. He carefully dropped Jaune's sister to the ground and took the chainsword that hung above the mantel and walked out of the house the sword already raving.

"Oh no… one of the Mistral reporters just made a big mistake." Jaune said before running over to the window with Pyrrha and Nora right behind him. They watched as Cain walked over to one of the trees that were in Jaune's front yard. He looked up for a moment and then pulled down a screwy sickly man with a camra.

"I know him!" Pyrrha said with a large amount of disgust in her voice. "That's Kasbiel, he's the smileball that took pictures of me…" Pyrrha stopped just before she crossed the point of no return. However the other two Aspirants had a good idea as to what it was, but said nothing and return to the show outside.

"Cain! What what are you doing here?" The reporter stammered out.

"This is my house… and a no Paparazzi zone." Cain said dangerously. The sound of the chainsword adding to the terror.

"Yeah but I'm not here for you… Nikos is in there… oh Emperor… you and… AH!" Kesbiel yelled as he ran away from the impact of the chainsword hitting where he had been laying. "Hey! you can't just attack people like that!"

"Actually I can, called the Right of Execution." Cain said as he followed Kesbiel through his front yard.

"Wow look at him go!" Nora exclaimed as they watched Cain chase Kesbiel around and around.

"Mom! Dad's going after paparazzi again!" Jaune yelled back to his mother.

"Just let him handle it Jaune. I'm sure the Vale journalists warned him and he just didn't listen." She replied from the dining room. "Everyone come in, dinner is ready." After Nora went upstairs to collect Ren everyone minus Cain gathered in the dining room. They waited for the head of the table to get in from outside and soon enough he did, his boots slightly bloody.

"That one was springy, got away with only an arm lost." Cain said with none of his family seeing this as shocking or even morbid in the slightest. "Now, let's dig in." Cain said before picking up a fork to start but stopped when he noticed the look on his wife's face. "What?"

"This is not any ordinary dinner, this is celebration of the Vytal Festival and the next Generation of Astartes. We will prey before eating." Cain seemed to grumble at this but stopped when he joined in everyone making the sign of the Aquila. Cain led them in a prayer in High Gothic. It wasn't a special prayer, just a classic one of asking the God-Emperor to bless their food and bless the day and the next.

After dinner, most of Jaune's family spent their time watching the Vytal festival in the family room. Jaune's eldest sister and Ren were washing plates, Nora was with Jaune's family cheering on the Beacon senior class in fighting.

Pyrrha was sitting on the roof of the house staring up at the stars. The basted moon hanging in the air. Pyrrha once heard that the moon got that way through a fight between Malal and the Eldar God Khaine before the Emperor fought Malal. Another story was that the Grimm God Khorne did it to prove to Slaanesh that he was the stronger of the two but Tzeentch did something to trip him up before he could finish off the moon entirely proving which of them was the smarter of the three. But the story she liked the most was the one her mom told her when she was very little, before her mom disconnected from reality.

Long ago there were two Eldar brothers, the older a follower of Isha and the younger of Khaine. They only meet again after many years apart living their lives in service to their gods. The older brother finding many cures to many different sicknesses, the younger felling many of the few enemies the Eldar had in those days. But once they meet, what happened was inevitable. The two fought. The older brother could not accept the killing the younger one had done and the younger could not accept the fact his older brother was so weak. The two cursed the others' gods, cursing what they had done to their sibling. This had caught the attention of the gods and ended up causing the gods themselves to fight ending in the moon's destruction. The two brothers saw what had happened and realized the pettiness of their fight.

"Hey… what'ch doing up here?" She looked over to see Jaune climbing up on to the roof.

"Just star watching, I don't really know any of the senior class and so I wouldn't know who to cheer on." Pyrrha said as Jaune joined her sitting on the roof. "You know I never expected your family would be even more famous than me. it makes the fact you didn't recognize me on the first day meant a lot to me."

"Yeah… I sorry about that."

"You don't have to be, in fact it was great to meet someone that did go crazy because they were meeting the great Pyrrha Nikos. If I'd had known what would happen when I had won all those tournaments then I would had never signed up for so many."

"Really, you could always do what my dad does." Pyrrha looked at Jaune a little shocked, mostly at how casual Jaune's family was with the idea that Cain just killing people simply stepping on the property. "From what my sister says it used to be just like what you have to deal with. People always trying to get a picture or story even if it wasn't true. But then one day they started printing out a story saying that I wasn't my father's son and my had cheated on him. That got him really pissed, not at my mom he never believed that shit. But what got him so pissed was the fact people started treating my mom like garbage, kicking her out of places and throwing things at her. I even was there when a Ecclesiarchy priest tried to incite a witch burning for causing such pain to one of the God-Emperor's favored." Jaune said in air quotes. "And so… dad got really pissed and called a few favors… in the end the company that ran the story ended up burning to the ground. And everyone that hurt my mom ended up in the care of the Hospitaller. My dad says the only thing he will ever feel truly brave about is protecting his family."

"Wow… that's nothing like my own family. Dad spends most of his time traveling the seas trading between the segmentums. He makes a good amount of money but he's never around and mom… well… she's not at all like yours. She spends most of her day lounging around drinking wine. It wasn't exactly the best place for raising a child."

"Will you still came out of it, and I think…" Jaune was interrupted by the sound of a bolt round shooting through the roof. "… um dad likes to celebrate the old fashion way so we should get off before Vale wins another round."


Ren – Running

Ren was spending a bit of his time off walking through Vale. He was going to meet up with the rest of his team later and they were going to head off to Jaune's place as his family insisted that his team come over for the festival. Ren had no problem with that, Ollanius was in Atlas for the Vytal festival in person. He was mostly there trying to market his syrup but that really wasn't that necessary as simply just putting his name on it made it fly off the shelves.

The snow crushed under his shoes, Ren did not like winter all that much. He didn't like the cold to begin with. The people around him were bundled up in very warm clothes while he was restricted to the Aspirant uniform, it came with a light jacket but it wasn't nearly up to the challenge. The Beacon logos did get him free recaf and half off his lunch so it did have its perks.

"Repent! The end is nigh!" The nearby preacher yelled out at the top of his lungs. "Blessed be us, we are his flock yet we bow to the heretic Eldar. The God-Emperor demands that we purge the inhuman filth from Remnant! It be his holy…" The priest stopped to glare at the man that threw a cup at him.

"Would you shut the warp up. You really think screaming on the street is going to change Imperial foreign polices?"

'Filthy nonbeliever! You dare question your betters! I call you heretic for such insolence." The priest continued to rant and Ren watched the event at a good distance. Everyone around either had smirks on their faces meaning they likely thought the priest was a joke, a bad joke but a joke none the less or they had scowls directed toward the man who threw the cup. Ren really did not want to be dragged into the argument as a prospective Angel of the Emperor. "You there!" But it was not meant to be. "You are a Aspirant of the Holy bearers of the God-Emperor's fury! I beg of you to purge this heretic!" the priest yelled out to Ren.

He could feel the eyes of everyone in the area focus on him. But before he could answer or even respond, the a loud pop sound was heard and a explosion of gas burst out of the nearby manhole cover. Ren covered his eyes from the tear gas and was less effected than the normal humans to it. He was able to see slight outlines of humans taking sevreal people. But they were all misshapen from the normal human outline. Ren tried to follow them but was hit in the back of the head. It didn't knock him out as the attacker intended and just as said attacker went to pick Ren up, Ren kicked back up and responded with a few quick shots to the mutant. The mutant fell down to the ground unconscious and Ren refocused on the others. They looked to be dropping back down the same manhole they came out of. The gas began to clear Ren ran over to man hole. The sound of Arbites trucks began getting closer, Ren dropped down after the kidnappers.

Surrounding his feet with aura to protect from the sludge and slurry of swage. Ren began running after the sounds of hurried footsteps and grunts of broken gothic. Ren quickly brought out Storm Flower in preparation for the coming rescue fight.

Soon enough Ren came upon a cistern where a gang of mutants where waiting for him, all of them differning and none of them had the same body shape. A many had a third or even forth extra limb, one had sevreal eye stocks coming out from his head, another had a mouth on their chest, a few had scales covering various body parts. In summation they all differed greatly from the baseline human form. And to Ren's worry and horror there was a Dark Eldar there as well. His black baroque armor covering only the most vital of places leaving the rest bare.

"Well what do we have here? A foolish little human. But look there, upon the boy's shoulder. Tis the symbol of Beacon academy, two hundred Thrones to the man that can bring me that one alive." The Dark Eldar said before walking back through another pipe.

"You her'd em boys! Payda bonus for us!" the largest mutant roared as he smashed a misshapen sword against his iron belly guard. Ren jumped over the crowd firing into it. The mutants that had enough aura or natural armor just roared back in annoyance while those that didn't roared in pain as the Dust rounds hit their bodies. Ren grabbed ahold of a dangling chain and swung over to another pipe. Sevreal of the mutants began climbing up the walls to the pipe Ren was standing in while others fired crude autoguns. Ren's aura was more than sufficient to shrug of the solid rounds of the autoguns and those mutants that sought to fight him in close range were mistaken of their advantages as Ren easily stabbed back in their eyes and faces the second they peered above the pipe's floor.

The Mutants on the floor of the cistern backed back into the pipe that their boss retreated back into. Ren quickly jumped on the cistern floor and ran over to the pipe, avoiding the shots that the mutants threw back shots trying to dissuade Ren from following. There was little chance of that. Ren's aura blocked the few stray shots that actually landed on him. It was quite easy to finish off the remaining mutants leaving only one left to interrogate.

"AGGRRRR!" The three armed mutant screamed as he tried to attack Ren only to be sidestepped each time.

"If you please stop and answer a few…" Ren began but was surprised when a blade stabbed through the mutant's body. the pile of mismatched parts fell over revealing one of the mutants that Ren thought he already took care.

"You complete fool! I've been working this assignment for months!" The mutant yelled at Ren while he just looked slightly confused. The mutant scowled and pulled out a small syringe from his back pocket and injected whatever was in it. The mutant's flesh suck back unnaturally, steam visibly started coming off its body until all that was left was defiantly not a mutant or male. "Shocked? You're an Aspirant, right? You should see a Callidus Agent at least once." She said from behind a black mask that covered her entire head and was connected to a skin tight body suit. "Well you're doing better than most guys."

"What are you doing here?" Ren said ignore the agent's suggestive remark.

"No fun… well then if you must know… oh wait you can't know. Its classified." Ren knew there was a smirk behind that expressionless mask. "But what you can know is that Eldar is wanted by people with enough clot to get Us involved. The job doesn't need for him to be alive… so if you want… team up?" Ren just ignored her and continued down the pipe. One of the few lessons that Instructor Agmman cared enough about to be awake for was to stress that Assassinorum was far too much a headache to ever get involved with. "Rude!" She yelled after Ren but not following him, that made Ren pause, the Assassinorum never gave up on a target… if she wasn't following him that meant the Eldar and more importantly the kidnapped citizens weren't this way. Ren back tracked to the waiting assassin, who was checking her nails even though the suit she wore covered her hands. "Back so soon?"

"Where are they? I don't care about the Eldar but he has…" Ren stopped at the agent putting her finger to his lips.

"Shh… I don't care about your goals and you don't care about mine. But that doesn't mean we can't work togethers. Inter-Imperium brotherhood and all that." She said before starting back down the pipe. Ren glared but followed and soon she showed him a small hatch that the Eldar had taken his captives through. The two dropped down and followed the tunnel out to a small grate leading to the Vale docks. "His ship is cloaked but I know where it is." She said before running over to small alcove that had been marked as future development. Ren watched as the agent just shimmered out of the air.

Ren looked over to the rest of the docks knowing that he could very easily raise a Guard alarm and have the Imperial Navy here within minutes. But then it was likely the Eldar would just slip through the chaos. It would be so easy for him to pass as another Eldar working on the dock once he acquired normal clothes.

He also considered the fact that if he did that he would likely anger a Callidus agent and that was definitely something that anyone would want to avoid. He might be training to become a Astartes but even they could be fooled by a Callidus wearing a loved one's face.

So he followed the agent through the distortion field and found a ship clearly owned by a Dark Eldar. Everywhere he looked there were black, purple, and red barbs and spikes that he could never understand how they served any practical purpose. Multicolored lights shinned out from the deck and loud heavy bass music blasted out.

Ren quickly noticed that the Callidus agent had disappeared even though they entered the field a mare minute apart. It was likely that she had already changed into another form and was now on the boat blending in. Ren quietly moved over to under the ramp from the dock to the ship. It was hard to hear anything of value from the crew walking on and off as the music from the deck was diluting every conversion.

Controlling his breathing, Ren continued to infiltrate the ship. Climbing in through one of the open portholes, after checking what was on the other side first. Ren quietly moved from room to room looking for either the captives or a sign of the Callidus agent. He eventually found the agent… hanging upside down naked in the captain's room.

"Don't just close to the door! Get me the warp out of this thing before he comes back!" She yelled as Ren began to close the door, he felt like Nora would never forgive him if he didn't try that gag out. He had to rethink his opinion on Beacon's policy on the coed showers, before having to go through that he would have had a much harder time with the next few minutes. Once Ren had gotten her down from the chains suspending her in the her he tore off a black banner that hung in the room giving it to the agent. "Thanks… that bastard is more tricky than I thought. He spotted me the moment I stepped on the ship. My suit should be here somewhere…" She said as she started looking around. Ren was able to see her face a few times but it seemed like she unconsciously kept it out of sight. She had long blond her though it wasn't like Yang's in that it was either kept or was naturally straight, blue eyes, but what Ren noticed most of all was the fact she couldn't have been any older than himself. "Ah! Here it is!" She exclaimed as she pulled her suit out from the many trunks in the room.

"So how do you want to proceed?" Ren said turning around as she reentered the bodysuit. "You said the captain will return soon, so want to ambush him together?"

"Nah… my orders have a very specified date that he needs to die." She said as she finished her redressing. But when Ren turned back around she was still naked. "I'm going to need you to hook me back up in that thing." She said without any shame at all. Ren could only imagine that the Assassinorum had similar training methods as the Astartes concerning modesty.

"Why, I thought you were suppose to kill the target not be his captive?"

"I won't be his captive. So long as I have my suit…" She tossed him an empty syringe. "… I'm never in any danger. Plus that weakling could never hope to break my aura so there's that." Ren sighed at the strange agent and reluctantly helped her back into the chains. "Thanks… the captives are in a crate back on the docks... just make sure to keep them quiet and make sure to tell them not to alert the Guard thanks." Ren just hung his head a bit, he had enough of this whole event and was looking forward to a bit of normalcy.

Ren quickly jumped off the ship and found a large create that he could hear pleas of help coming from. It was easy to open the crate, hard to keep the would be slaves quiet though. Many of them wanted to alert the local authorities but Ren was able to convince them to just go home. He watched over them until they were past the distortion field.

Ren was able to find his way back to the main roads of the Hive-City and would be able to make to Jaune's place… about two hours late and smelling like the sewer.


Jaune – In Shinning Armor

"Would anyone like to face Aspirant Eldfel?" There was no one that raised their hand. "Very well, Aspirant Eldfel you can return to your seat. Aspirant Arc, Aspirant Winchester you two are next." Team JNPR watched as their leader walked down to his match and then watched Leman walk past them to his team.

Jaune looked back up to his friends before looking at the smug face of Cardin. The bully had been the bane of his life at Beacon, even more so than Angron, Homework, Snotlings, and crushing fear of not living up to his family. Cardin beat all those things easily. The boy went out of his way to make Jaune's life horrible, for no other reason than he was small and weak. The only time Jaune was safe was in the presence of his friends, particularly Leman. Cardin feared Leman as much as Jaune feared him.

"This fight will be to whoever can drop their opponent's Aura into the red. And begin." Cardin and Jaune both readied themselves. Taking the first move, Jaune ran forward sword ready by was beaten down with a hard hit by Cardin's mace. Jaune tried to roll off the hit but failed and just landed on his back. Cardin took the opportunity and began smashing down on Jaune's shield.

Jaune knocked back one of the strikes and rolled out of the way for the next. Jaune was able stand back up but Cardin wasn't about to let him stay that way. The bully swept low and hit Jaune in the legs knocking him back down to the floor and once again began wailing on Jaune.

"You can do it Jaune!" He could hear his team cheer their support but right now he wished they wouldn't. it just made him feel worse. He was failing as a leader. Jaune tried to get out of the current trap with a kick to Cardin's knee. Cardin jumped back holding on to his bruised knee allowing Jaune to get back up. Jaune moved to take advantage and began slashing at Cardin. Cardin was on the defense but not for long, he soon parried one of Jaune's slashes and returned to being the one attacking.

"This is the part where you lose.' Cardin mocked before knocking Jaune down to the ground for the third time. Cardin stood over Jaune ready to begin another rush of attacks only for the lights to flick back on signaling that the match was over.

"That's enough… Aspirants, as you can see Aspirant Arc's aura has dropped into the red." Instructor Goodwitch said as she came out on the arena. "On the battlefield this is where your captain would switch you out with another Battle brother or sister. It is imperative that you learn how to keep your eye on how much aura you have so you know how long you can stay in battle. Mr. Arc while it is true your aura will be visible on your armor's HUD it is still good practice during these exercises to check your scroll. It could mean the difference between life or death in a real battle and we wouldn't want you to be eaten up by a Squiggoth now would we?"

"Speak for yourself." Cardia said just loud enough for Jaune to hear as he walked back to the stands.

"Now I expect you all to behave yourselves during the break. And I expect you to be cheering on your seniors in the upcoming Vytal festival, You are all dismissed for the day, I will see you at dinner." At that many began to leave the arena. Jaune just sat on the arena floor in self-pity until his team came and got him.

"And there we were… in the middle of the night…" Nora started her story while the rest of their friends listen… while most of them. Weiss was working on her nails, Leman was off serving his new Alpha, and Blake and Megan were reading their books.

"It was day." Ren corrected with every little enthusiasm.

"We were surrounded by Ursai…"

"They were Beowolves."

"Dozens of them!" Nora excitedly said sitting up.

"There were two of them."

"But they were no match. And in the end Ren and I took them down! And made a boat load of Thrones selling Ursa skin rugs." Nora said sitting back down with the look of triumph on her face.

"Ah she's been having this reoccurring dream for nearly a month now."

"You know, dreaming about Grimm isn't a good sign." Megan said as she turned a page in her book. "But since you end up killing the Grimm it shouldn't mean anything." Megan then noticed Ruby looking back at Jaune and Pyrrha who were still banished due to their smell, which was particular bad today as her dear brother Angron had made them run… for the entire morning training… with no stopping for any reason. It wasn't that it was that hard as the all had already built up their endurance but that didn't mean that they didn't sweat anymore. "Something wrong Ruby?"

"It's just that Jaune has been really down lately. And I think I know what is causing it." Ruby looked over to Cardin and his team who were currently picking on a Faunas Aspirant.

"Cardin has been getting bold lately… when he figured out that all it takes is to keep Mercury at bay is to say a Tech-Priest is in the room all that was left was Leman to keep him in check and now…" They both looked over to Leman holding a tray of food for Bjorn. "… yeah… Cardin now has free range to be as big of a jerk as he wants."

"When doesn't the Commissar stop him?" Weiss stated, having taken issue with Cardin when he made an offhand comment on the Schnees being a bunch of has been failures.

"Because he hasn't done anything to warrant a Commissar's intervention." Megan answered. "In fact… it's much more likely that the Commissar might execute the victim on account of weakness. Astartes are supposed to be the kind of person to stand up to a bully not sit there and take it… oh but I doubt he would do that on first years, we still have a long ways to go and Flint isn't a trigger happy hardliner anyways." Megan tried to backtrack when she saw the looks on her friends and Weiss' faces.

"As much as I hate to agree with the tactic… but Megan is right." Blake sighed. "We're expected to deal with problems like this. It's as much as a part of our training as classes are."

"Oh! We can break Cardin's legs!" Nora said perfectly on board with the idea.

"Let's think of some other ideas but we can save that for later if need be." Blake said trying to keep Nora down a tad. "Does anyone have anything to keep track of ideas?" It was Megan that pulled out a small stack of paper.

"Do not worry I always have paper with me."

"What a fuckin' nerd you are." Leman said as he finally joined his friends for breakfast.

Later that day in History class.

"The Raise of Chieftain Gorthor is considered to be one of the darkest chapters of Abhuman history…" Oobleck said before taking a sip from his recaf. "… considered to be the most powerful and destructive Beastmen that has ever blighted Remnant he almost completely destroyed the Hive-City of Macragge… unfortunately this has had a lasting effect of distrust and outright discrimination against Abhumans in the city."

The class continued to listen to the lecture while others tried to stay awake. The topic while on the surface seemed to be something teens being trained as warriors would be very interested in, blood and battle, Oobleck tended to focus on the parts that the teens had very little interest in. The How's and Whys.

"… populations while now are monitored and kept at a the lowest rate feasible were not at this time. As such the Herds of Beastmen out in the wild could grow without restraint. Thus allowing for a single Beastlord the opportunity to unite them into a singular force. Now who of you young scholars can tell me the Trait all wild Beastmen look for in what they think to be a capable leader?" Cardin then flicked a folded piece of paper at Jaune. "Mr. Arc! Wonderful to see you contributing in class now what is the answer?"

"Um… the answer… um… the answer to your question… for the trait… that Beastmen… look for is…" Jaune desperately looked to his teammates for help. Pyrrha was making a motion to the top of her head. "Um… their hair?" The class quietly laughed at the wrong answer.

"While that certainly is a… close guess I'm afired it is wrong. Cardin!" Doctor Oobleck called out having noticed Cardin's previous action. "Perhaps you would like to share your thoughts on the subject?"

"Well… it's hard to think that those animals are smart enough to even notice…"

"Thank you, Mr. Winchester… if you don't have anything productive to state we will move on to someone that does." Oobleck cut Cardin off. "Ms. Prospero, if you would."

"Horns, wild Beastmen see an individual's horns as a showing of favor of the Grimm Gods. Gorthor was one of the few Beastmen to be born with three pairs of hours, all of them grew to be of significant size and such many joined him simply out of that fact."

"Very well done Ms. Prospero, that is exactly correct. Now, Mr. Arc, Mr. Winchester, I would like both of you to stay after class." Once class was over Pyrrha waited outside for her team leader. About ten minutes later both Jaune and Cardin walked out and Cardin did so while pushing Jaune down to the ground.

"Nora's idea of breaking Cardin's legs doesn't sound so bad now does it?" Pyrrha said as she helped him back up.

"No… he's just a bully and… I can handle myself." Jaune said the words but it was clear he didn't believe them. Pyrrha looked at her leader with slight worry before an idea popped in her head.

"Come with me." Pyrrha said before dragging Jaune off. Their next class was with Instructor Agmman and it was common for first years to blow the class off. They had heard that he started actually teaching in second year and completely ignored the first year, whenever a first year would ask an older Aspirant about it they would just look off and say that they would understand when they get to second year.

"Um… Pyrrha… I don't think I ready to become a servitor just yet?" Jaune said as he looked over the ledge of the small flat roof Pyrrha had brought them to.

"What… No!" Pyrrha said before hastily pulling Jaune back a bit. "That's not what I brought you up here for. Jaune I know you're having a difficult time in class. And that you're still falling behind the rest of us in training… but I think it's because you're not being trained in the best way."

"What?"

"Listen… almost everyone in Beacon has some kind of previous experience when it comes to combat. Whether it's one of the pre-Astartes Schools or living beyond the Hive-Cities or whatever, the thing you're lacking is experience. All we have been doing is building up our bodies in the morning and you're doing fine in that but in the afternoon training… your falling behind because you were already behind everyone from the start. That's why you failed the entrance exam and needed to fake your way in. all you are lacking is experience, you're doing fine in everything else."

"So, what do you think I should do?"

"Well first off, you need to be taught the basics. The Instructors simply assume that you know those already if you get into Beacon."

"But he didn't." The two of them looked back to the ledge and saw Cardin pull himself up onto the roof with them. "Couldn't help but overhear that Jauney boy here as you put it faked his way in here."

"Cardin… you can't tell anyone." Jaune started.

"That was Jaune's Brotherhood Pact, you can't tell the staff, anything under the brotherhood pact is protected." Pyrrha said but in truth she knew that Cardin wouldn't listen.

"Oh don't worry… I won't tell anyone… so long as you two do a few things for me." The way Cardin was looking at them both would have sent shivers down their spine had it not been for the fact they were training to become Astartes… instead it just pissed them off a little bit. "First off…" Cardin said as he walked between the two of them. "Jauney boy here will be doing all of my homework from now on. And little miss famous will publicly announce that she is now my girlfriend."

"What?!" Both Pyrrha and Jaune yelled out at that, Jaune had completely ignored the first part and had focused on the second.

"You know the old saying, silence isn't cheap."

"Do you really think we're going to agree to that?!" Jaune demanded though noticed that Pyrrha wasn't protesting. "Pyrrha?"

"If it means that you don't get expelled then…"

"No way, I'm about to let you degrade yourself for me. Pyrrha your smart, beautiful, great to be around and worth a million times whatever he deserves…" Jaune said pointing to Cardin who just smiled at the spectacle in front of him. "What are you smiling about?"

"The fact this is just a Servo Skull projection. And I'm sure that you'll never find me before lunch where I'll be telling the Commissar your dirty little secret." At that Cardin flickered out of view leaving a Servo-Skull floating where he was standing.

"Come on we got to find…" Jaune started as he moved to the door but Pyrrha stopped him by holding on to his arm.

"Did you really mean you said?" It was at that second Jaune's head sobered up from the anger he felt for Cardin and remembered what he said.

"Um… ah… um… yes but you see the thing is…" Jaune was interrupted by Pyrrha giving him a quick kiss.

"No one has ever stood up for me like that." Jaune was unable to make a coherent reply. "Let's go get Cardin and then get Nora to break his legs." Pyrrha said before running off to do just that. Jaune just stood there, his brain trying to compute the series of events that led to Pyrrha kissing him. Eventually he ended up jumping in the air in celebration of his first kiss but then turned very afired… because if Cardin told the Commissar that he wasn't legally here at Beacon then there was a good chance that the Commissar would shot him in the head and simply return to eating his lunch.

Jaune and Pyrrha searched every where they could think of until they had to go to their next class and that was when they told their friends that Cardin had discovered something that could get Jaune kicked out of Beacon or worse and slightly more likely killed. And Cardin was planning on telling the Commissar at lunch. The group of friends noted that Cardin wasn't with the rest of his team. After Port's lecture, both Leman and Yang threatened team CRDL with pointy objects and many hits to the face respectively, but none of them had seen their leader since history class.

"This is not good." Leman said after throwing Sky across the hall. "Are you sure the bastard has something that bad on ya?"

"Oh yes… it's very bad." Jaune said slightly shaking. Knowing that Cardin was planning on tlling the Commissar at lunch the group knew he was going to be there and hoped to beat him there. But to their horror he was already in the Great Hall standing in front of Commissar Flint.

"Aspirant Arc! Please come here." Flint ordered as soon as he saw Jaune walk in to the Great Hall. Jaune gulped and slowly walked up to the under-staff table. "Aspirant Winchester has told me something that… could be very damning." Jaune and Cardin looked up in surprise at the word could. "Is what he told me truly your Brotherhood Pact?"

"Yes… Yes sir it is."

"Okay, then that means it is true then." Flint said before standing up. "Attention Aspirants!" Flint boomed out drawing the attention of the mostly filled Great Hall. "It appears we have our first execution of the year!" That had caused gasps from many of the first years and curious looks form the older ones. "Remember Aspirant… you brought this on yourself…" Jaune closed his eyes and when he heard the loud bang of the bolt pistol he expected everything to end… but it didn't. He opened his eyes and saw Flint's bolt pistol smoking and then he looked to his right and saw Cardin lying dead on the floor with a hole in his head. "This traitor thought he was above the most sacred law among Astartes! He found out Aspirant Arc's Brotherhood Pact and thought to use it to blackmail him. That is unacceptable! You never are at odds with your brothers and sisters. You may give each other a hard time but you are always together in service to the Emperor! You never sell out a brother, you never try to leave behind a sister. You are Astartes in training! You are better than that!" Flint said before sitting down. "Aspirant Arc, return to your table and remember that you are lucky that you are protected by the Brotherhood Pact. And know that I have my eye on you." Flint said before waving Jaune off. Jaune was still shook up by the whole thing seemed to be able to return to his normal spot on instinct.

"Jaune… are you okay?" Pyrrha asked as he joined his friends.

"Yeah… it's just that… he killed Cardin. I hated the guy but… I didn't want him to be killed like that."

"It's how things work here. It's like the Commissar said, Cardin did bring it on himself." Megan stated flatly, not in the least caring that Cardin had died, she along with her brothers were the only ones out of the group who had grown accustomed to death. The rest of them had yet to.


"So… what do you think?" Ozpin said as he turned the screen off.

"He will do well, very promising." Kaldor Draigo said as he sipped from the tea cup in his hand.

"Mr. Gold agrees as well, Jaune Arc will make an excellent addition to the Gray Knights. But what about Ms. Nikos?" Ozpin said carefully, who went into the Gray Knights was the sole responsibly of its Primarch and it was dangerous to assume otherwise.

"Ozpin… Ms. Nikos lacks a certain spark that is required by those destined to fight our most hated enemy. Orks may cause wars and suffering, the Dark Eldar may feed of suffering, the Tau… but Grimm… no, but Daemons… they are the real enemy. And it is the duty of the Gray Knights to purge them from this world. Jaune Arc holds the spark that I seek, and Pyrrha Nikos does not.


Alpha Legion Data File

Persons of Interest

Subject: Cypher

Designation: Suspected Rouge Astartes

Threat Level- Potentially Level Eight

Author of Report Ingo Pech First Captain of the Alpha Legion

In my investigation of anther one of these called Fallen Angels scandals, Luther is just on another bout of paranoia. He really should stop that, its our job after all to be paranoid. I investigated the six Astartes and found that all of them are loyal, to which the Dark Angel Primarch disagreed and requested that they be executed. As I stated in my report on the event I recommended we get that bastard out of office or at the very least get those men and women out of that legion before Luther makes good on his threats, two of them would do great work here I might add.

But I did find one person of interest, that being the agent within the Legion called Cypher. Apparently The Dark Angels are now the Night Lords because they are hunting this poor bastard with no oversight. This itself is suspicious, but so far my findings show that they believe that this is to be a internal Legion problem. And not something for Us or the Night Lords.

I At First. I can not stress that enough, went along with that and continued my investigation of the Fallen Angel case. But something is going on over there in the first Legion. I don't know if Luther is involved or whatever but all of the accused Dark Angels all made mention at one point or another that soon Luther and sevreal other high ranking members of the Dark Angels were going to get what was coming to them and Cypher was the one to bring about this reckoning.

In conclusion, I don't know who this Cypher is but he is either on our side and Luther is a Traitor or we have a new player in the game and he seems to have the support of seemingly loyal Astartes.


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