I duck behind a stack of crates as a few Guardsmen pass by. Once I notice that they are gone, I make my way to the objective, a lone terminal at the end of the hallway where I can finally begin uploading the new chapter. Once I do so, I begin the authors note.

"Hey everyone, BlackPhantom247 here, I've finally arrived with a much anticipated chapter.

I do apoligize for how long this took, I really have no excuse.

Now for the Reviews

Guest: I will try to portray it as accurately as possible in the future.

LostSouls32: Let me know if I got your penname right. Also you brought up some good points regarding Titus which I intend to fix starting this chapter.

I don't own Warhammer 40K or RWBY.

Also, thanks to my beta Shadeslayerx

Okay I gotta go before one of the patrols spots me."

With that, I close the AN, only to turn around and find myself surrounded by one thousand Guardsmen, 5 Ultramarines, and an Imperial Fist Dreadnought. All with their guns pointed at me. "Ohhhh Shhhhiiiiiiiit."

Things were normal in the JNPR dorm. Well, as far as normal went in regards to their leader's absence, which got Nora wondering as she was jumping on her bed. "Where's Jaune? It's getting late."

Ren took the opportunity to add to the conversation. "He's been rather scarce since he started hanging out with Cardin."

"That's weird, doesn't he know that we have a field trip tomorrow? We need our sleep."

Pyrrha then responded with anger in her voice. "I'm sure our fearless leader knows exactly what he's doing."

This caused Nora and Ren to exchange looks of concern, oblivious to the subject of their conversation listening in, until he close the door with a heavy sigh. He was so lost in his thoughts that he failed to notice Ruby walk up behind him. "You lock yourself out again Jaune?"

"W-what? No I haven't, I've got it, scroll, see?" He brought out his scroll to prove it, nervously chuckling as he did, which prompted Ruby to launch an inquiry. "Alright Jaune, what's wrong?"

This caused Jaune to sigh as he answered her question. "I messed up, I did something I shouldn't have, and now Cardin has me on a leash, and Pyrrha won't even talk to me...I'm starting to think coming to Beacon was a bad idea. I'm a failure."

"Nope."

"Nope?"

"Nope. You can't afford to be a failure now."

It was at that moment that another voice joined the conversation. "She's not wrong."

This caused Jaune and Ruby to turn towards the source, finding Alex walking towards them. "Since you are a team leader, everything hinges on your actions. Sure you may suck in pretty much every form of combat." This caused Jaune to let out a groan as he hung his head in shame. "And you have a rep as the runt of Beacon." Jaune's head hung even lower. "But despite your failures, your team still believes in you. Now you just gotta make sure that their faith in you isn't misplaced."

This seemed to do the trick as Jaune lifted his head once more and responded. "You know what? You're right. Thanks a lot guys, I needed this."

Ruby was the first to reply. "You're welcome Jaune."

Before anything else could be said, Alex took the opportunity to interject in the conversation. "We should get some sleep. We've got a big day tomorrow."

With that, the trio stood back up before Alex and Ruby departed for their respective dorms, leaving Jaune by his lonesome as his scroll suddenly started ringing this prompted him to bring it out and answer the call, only to here an all too familiar voice. "Hey, it's your buddy Cardin. Listen, I know you're busy and wll with that dust project I had you take care of, but could you get a box of Rapier Wasps for tomorrow? Oh, and make sure they have the REALLY big stingers. This is important, so don't screw it up!"

With that, the call ended, leaving Jaune pale with fright at the impending task. "R-rapier Wasps?"

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The Forest of Forever Fall was indeed beautiful. Titus would admit that much. The canopy was a swirl of red and gold that stretched as far as the eye could see. Even the very air seemed to carry a beauty to it. But the purpose of this excursion was not sight seeing, as Ms. Goodwitch was quick to remind the accompanying students of. "Yes students, Forever Fall is indeed beautiful, but we are not here to take in the sights. Professor Peach has requested us to retrieve samples from the inside of these trees. Professor Titus and I are here to make sure you don't die while at it."

It was at that moment that Titus noticed young Arc struggling with Team CRDL's supplies, accidentally walking into Cardin, drawing a glare from him as Arc tried to feign innocence. With this development, Titus made a mental note to keep a close eye on them as Goodwitch continued speaking. "You will each collect one jar of sap and return here. But be on your guard, the grimm have a constant presense here. We will depart for Beacon at 4 o'clock. Have fun."

With that the students dispersed. Jaune looked back at his team with regret as he was dragged away by Cardin, with the Astartes' gaze continuing to linger on them.

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Not much time passed since Jaune managed to fill Team CRDL's jars, finally collapsing at their feet as Cardin spoke up. "Well Jauney-boy, it appears you got everything I asked."

Jaune could only lift his head as he nasally replied. "I think I'm allergic to this stuff."

The bully then replied with an uninterested tone. "Yeah that's great. Come on buddy, I want to show you something.

With that, the group made their way towards a nearby ridge that overlooked a secluded area of the forest, where Teams RWBY, ASGD, and the rest of JNPR were gathering sap. But CRDL's attention was focused on one particular individual, which, caused Jaune to be confused. "Alex? Wait, what's going on?"

"Payback." With that, Cardin brought out a box that Jaune immediately recognized as Cardin continued speaking. "Thanks to you, Jauney-boy, we now have an entire box of Rapier Wasps, and according to one of the essays I had you take care of, these little guys love sweets. So I'm thinking we teach that asshole a lesson." Then, upon standing back up, Cardin shoved a jar of sap into Jaune's hands. "And you're going to do it."

Shocked by that development, Jaune was shoved closer to the edge where he prepared to throw the jar, but before he could do so, he hesitated, causing Cardin to grow impatient. "What are you waiting for? Throw it already!"

But Jaune was not paying attention as his mind wandered to the previous night, and one particular piece of advice from Alex.

"Your team still believes in you. Now you just gotta make sure their faith in you isn't misplaced."

This caused Jaune to tense up as he delivered his response. "No."

"What did you say?"

"I said..." The knight then threw the jar at Cardin as he finished speaking. "...NO!"

It was at that moment that Jaune realized what he did, causing his newfound defiance to dissipate as he saw Cardin glare at the knight as red sap and bits of glass dripped off his chest plate before he spoke once more. "Oh you've done it now." Then, within moments Jaune found himself in Cardin's grip and surrounded by the rest of CRDL as the bully continued speaking. "Looks like after we're done with you, Ms Good witch and I are going to have a nice, long chat."

The bully then reared his hand back in preparation to punch Jaune, but before he could do so, a loud crash echoed through the area, catching the groups attention and prompting a response from Dove. "What the hell was that"

Cardin was quick to respond, as he gesutred to his team. "You guess is as good as mine. Come on, let's check it out."

"What about Arc? Won't he just try to run?"

Cardin merely shrugged as he spoke. "It won't matter, he's finished once I talk to Ms. Goodwitch."

With that, the four huntsmen ventured into the forest ot investigate. Meanwhile, Jaune merely stood where he was as every part of his being screamed at him to run. But after what seemed like an eternity, he merely crouched down, just in time to avoid Cardin's body sipping past his head and into a nearby tree, the impact knocking the bully unconscious shortly afterwards, the rest of Team CRDL appeared shortly afterwards, running like the hounds of hell were at their heels. Well, something from hell was chasing them.

What Jaune first assumed to be a grimm, burst out of the forest revealing itself to be a hulking brute of a man similar in build to Titus, but that was where the similarities ended. Corrupted tatoos covered the giants body and what little armor he possessed was equally corrupted and in contrast to the forest, was as red as blood and adorned with numerous skulls that Jaune could only assume were human. His helmet complemented the berserker theme with the face set in an expression of pure rage. And to top it off, in his hand rested an axe easily twice the size of Crocea Mors and lined with chainsaw teeth that suddenly whirred to life as the giant broke into a mad sprint towards Cardin's prone form. This, despite the living hell the bully put him through, caused Jaune to be overcome with an urge to protect Cardin. So, before he could change his mind, Jaune brought out Crocea Mors, and proceeded to disrupt the berserker's charge, scoring a direct hit with his shield. Unfortunately, aside from a slight stumble, this only served to gain the berserker's attention along with a single statement. "Your skull will make a fine addition to the throne. BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD! SKULLS FOR THE SKULL THRONE!"

With that, the berserker charged at Jaune while swinging his axe in a downward chop, forcing the knight to raise, his shield in order to block it. The resulting impact forced Jaune to the ground as he struggled under the increasing pressure and the sparks resulting from the axe's teeth grinding against the old relic. But in mere moments, much to Jaune's shock and horror, the axe cut through the shield and into his arm, instantly chopping it off as if his aura wasn't even there.

This resulted in a torrent of blood to gush out as the knight screamed in agony, leaving him vulnerable to a kick that sent him flying into a nearby tree. Despite the pain coursing through his body, Jaune was able to register the berserker charging at him. So with no time to do anything else, he grabbed his sword with his only hand, and upon standing back up, began to wildly swing his sword at an increasingly rapid pace. Fortunately the sudden counterattack forced the berserker to halt in his tracks as what was left of Crocea Mors slashed at his armor and tore gashes in his arms, drawing a significant amount of blood. But Jaune's newfound confidence at this development soon dissipated as the man merely chuckled. Then before Jaune knew it, a massive hand grabbed his shirt collar and hoisted him into the air, while the other hand formed a fist and rammed his chest multiple times with such force that Jaune could feel his ribs break. Upon ceasing his assault, the berserker declared with zeal. "Khorne does not care from where the blood flows!"

He then tossed Jaune away from him and went to retrieve his axe, then as his gaze returned to the fallen knight, he began to slowly walk towards him, as if he was savoring every moment before the kill. Fortunately, the provided Jaune with enough time to get ahold of what little of his bearings as he could amidst the searing pain that coursed through his body. He then noticed his sword laying just a few feet away and went to grab it, failing to notice a faint clicking noise as he grabbed it. What he did notice as he rose to his feet with a great deal of effort and pain, was the crackling blue energy that arced its way throughout the blade. Not bothering to question this development, Jaune let out a final cry of defiance as he swung his sword around. And as if one of the gods was smiling on him, the strike cleaved the chain-axe and tore into the berserker's chest, flesh and all. Shortly afterwards, the giant fell to the ground, now a lifeless corpse. But before Jaune could even register his victory, he too collapsed from exhaustion as his vision blurred, a mop of red hair being the final thing to grace his vision before darkness overtook him.

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The halls of Beacon Academy were silent in the twilight hours, only broken by the thundering footsteps of Titus as he stormed his way to Ozpin's office. The Astarte was furious with himself, for during his time, he had grown lax in his duty to the Emperor, and look what has come of it. Apparently chaos already has a foothold on this world and have been operating right under his nose. He decided that the best course of action was to discuss this with Ozpin, making sure to utter a prayer for forgiveness to the Emperor as he traveled. Upon completing the prayer, Titus felt someone crash into him, prompting the Space Marine to look down and behold the sprawled form of Professor Peach, the strawberry blonde hair, peach-colored dress, and brown, bushy dog tail being unmistakable. Titus quickly went to help her up and spoke. "Are you alright?"

Upon noticing who exactly she ran into, her face turned beet red as she stuttered out a response. "I-i-i-i'm f-f-f-fine. J-j-j-just in a h-h-h-hurry. BYE!"

Then with speeds that could only be surpassed by Ruby Rose, she bolted down the hallway and out of sight, leaving Titus to wonder just what in the Emperor's name happened. After a few moments he merely shrugged and resumed his trek, unaware of Peach stealing one final glance at him, a small blush adorning her cheeks.

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Ozpin took a thoughtful sip from his mug as he contemplated recent events. Fortunately, despite the injuries they received, Mr. Ar and Mr. Winchester were in stable condition with the latter having already been released and the former due to wake up soon. But the identity of their attacker worried the headmaster, for even though the encounter at Forever Fall featured a single Khornate berserker, whenever chaos was involved, there was always at least one full cult on world. And despite his extensive abilities, he could not just hunt the cultists down at the tip of a hat. He need someone who was the target of far less attention. Someone who could keep it subtle. Someone who, in layman's terms, was more up-to-date on purging the enemies of man. It was then he heard the elevator coincidentally opening up to reveal the subject of his thoughts. "Ah Titus, to what do I owe the pleasure?"

"I'm here in regards to what happened at Forever Fall. I do not know what your thoughts on it are, but I assure you that this was not a random incident, for an enemy like this will not show itself until it has a solid power base."

"You intend to find where they are Stationed, don't you?"

"Yes, for if they are left unchecked, they could cause untold devastation on an unprecedented scale."

"I'm afraid that you cannot just waltz into Vale full combat armor and scour every square inch of ground."

This statement caused Titus to ask through gritted teeth. "Are you saying that we should just sit and wait?"

Ozpin merely sipped from his mug as he responded "All I am saying is that this needs to be handled with subtlety. If the public found out that an enemy magnitudes worse than the Grimm was hiding among them, the resulting panic would attract the largest Grim horde in history."

Titus nodded in understanding at the headmaster's logic, realizing that once more, he wasn't thinking straight and made a mental note to fix that. He then noticed Ozpin scribbling something onto a note which he then handed to the Astarte. "Knowing you, you're probably going to pursue this new enemy one way or another, so I suggest you start at this address. Running the place is an information broker by the name of Junior who knows everything that happens in the shady part of town. If your 'friends' have set up shop in Vale, he'll know about it."

Titus nodded in gratitude and prepared to depart. But he halted at the elevator and turned towards the headmaster as he called out to him. "One last thing, be sure to keep up with your lessons. After all, it would not be good for you students to miss out."

This elicited a small chuckle from the Astarte as he finally elevator and dissappeared from view, leaving Ozpin alone once more. He took another sip from his mug as he pondered on a surprising detail that he failed to notice before. Titus possessed silver eyes, much like Ms. Rose. This caused a grin to form on his face as the prophecy was finally confirmed the son of the II had finally arrived.

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As if someone answered his pleas, Jaune suddenly opened his eyes to find a bright light that was as welcoming as it was blinding. His eyes quickly adjusted to find that he was in the Beacon Infirmary. The white-tiled texture encompassed every corner of the room as identical beds were evenly space throughout. The far wall was dotted with windows that provided an admittedly pleasant view of the sunset above Vale proper. The sounds of the monitor beside him barely registering in his mind as he noticed a familiar ponytail resting on his lap. Pyrrha's sleeping form elicited a chuckle from the knight. She looked so adorable, he didn't want to wake her up. But despite his wished, the champion slowly opened her eyes. Then out of the blue, she shot upright and with a squeal of joy, enveloped him in a hug that cause him to grimace in pain, causing Pyrrha to pull back in horror. "Oh my Oum! I'm sorry!"

"Don't worry Pyrr. It's..." He forgot what he was going to say when his gaze fell to his left arm. Where flesh once was, glistening metal took its place. The false limb felt strange, out-of-place. But when he flexed the palm, it was like it was always there. This kick-started his memory through flashbacks of the encounter, the menacing axe, the aura of pure rage.

He remembered everything.

He then turned towards Pyrrha once more, hoping to get some answers. "How long have I been out?"

"A week. The doctors were surprised that you even survived, let alone making a full recovery. Everyone feared that you wouldn't survive the ride back to Beacon due to your injuries."

"Yeah, that big guy really did a number on me." It was then that Pyrrha buried her face in his chest and began to sob, placing a look of concern on Jaune's face as he brought her back up to eye level. "Hey, what's wrong?"

"W-w-when I saw how badly you were hurt...I was so scared. After everything that happened, everything you did, I didn't want to lose you."

One look, and Jaune brought the champion into his embrace in an attempt to calm her down. "Hey, it's okay Pyrrha. I'm okay now, aren't I?"

"Y-yeah, I guess so."

Noticing that his action calmed her down, he let her go with a chuckle. "You know what? How about I make it up to you. After I recover, would you like to go with me to Vale?"

Pyrrha visibly brightened at his request before blushing madly as she answered. "I'd love to Jaune. But right now I have to let the others know you're alright."

"Right, fair enough. See you later Pyrrha."

"Farewell Jaune. Oh, and one more thing. Professor Titus left something on the table beside you."

With that, the champion left Jaune alone as he reached for the mentioned item, which turned out to be a letter with a simple message.

Upon your recovery, meet me at the training arena. I have a proposition for you.

"Finish it!"

"Look, is this really necessaryyyyyyyyyyyyyy!?"

The Dreadnought then raised me into the air and then slammed me into the ground before making its demand once more. "Finish It!"

"Okay, Okay I will.

Ahem, so that completes today's chapter.

As for any questions you might have. I hope I portrayed the Berserker fight accurately enough while taking into account a future plot twist regarding Jaunes Dad in particular.

Also I originally intended to introduce Cinder's replacement for the story but I will just do so at the dock fight. Hint, he is a canon character who may be a bit ooc. You've been warned.

Once more, thanks to my beta Shadeslayerx

Again, I'm very sorry for not bringing this to you sooner, and a big thanks to all who have persevered.

Please Read & Review when you can.

Happy New Year everyone. Wait, where are we going."

The Dreadnought started lumbering to some unknown area before speaking. "Somewhere secluded, to enact the Imperial Fisting."

"No, No, NNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOO!"