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Notes: After six chapters in two weeks I believe the side effects are catching up to me. Next few chapters will be spaced out. The battle scene is okay, I am going to be practicing writing them over the next few weeks.
Chapter Thirteen: Wrath of the Omnissiah
It was currently 0300 hours, a unit of Infiltrators and one unit of Ruststalkers silently stood in the Vulture as it approached their target. Morale was high for them, Magos Biologis Nova stated that she had enough specimens of the local abhumans to keep herself amused. This means that the hostiles at their target were not need alive, their wrath will soon be unleashed. While it is not common for Sicarians to have battle cries, the Magos Dominus allows them to have a battle cry to inspire fear into their enemies for he doubts that their presence does not. The Princeps wish to correct this mistake.
The Vulture silently landed and the forty adepts quickly exited the craft. The Ruststalkers activated their null code as the sensory assault began. From inside the White Fang camp howls and screeches of pain could be heard, the Sicarians started running to their position. Faunus maybe able to see in the dark and have superior hearing capabilities than humans, but the Infiltrators were using that against them. Since they have more sensitive ears, the sensory assault works twice fold on them. The Infiltrator Princept proposed as he reached the gate to the camp, -The sensory assault could work as our battle cry.- The Rustalkers ignored him as they started to hack down the gate, their transonic razors moving thru the metal similar to a hot knife in butter.
With the gate fell off their hinges the twenty Rustalkers rushed forward in a frenzy killing every organism in sight. -NO PRISONERS! - yelled the Rustalkter Princept at the high his vox caster could handle. The Faunus terrorists did not put up a fight because they were busy remembering to breathe, their weapons sat at their side as they cradled their bleeding ears. The infiltrators followed behind the Rustalkers, their flechette blaster sent any survivors' soul to the warp. The few White Fang members that resisted their onslaught were torn to shreds by chordclaws. The Princeps new that the enemy would eventually create a method to contest against their current methods, but until the Magos Dominus plans to abuse this as much as possible.
With the White Fang Camp secured the Infiltrator Princept reported over the vox, -Sicarian Killclade Alpha to Command, we have secured the hostile camp. What are your further orders?-
After a long moment the Magos Dominus ordered, -I can assume that the White Fang, like the locals, believe were have done nothing after the death of Roman Torchwick. Align the corpses in the icon of our forge world.-
-I hear and obey, - responded the Princept, he knew the rest of his squad received data of the interesting project. The problem is if they have enough bodies to form a cog laurel around the icon.
Pyrrha Nikos stood silently as Professor Goodwitch and Dominus Ferrum stepped into the ring after her fight against team CRDL. Glynda commented, "And that's the match. Well done, Miss Nikos. You should have no problem qualifying for the tournament." The student slightly nodded at her statement as she turned to face the robed figure, she could not see her face but she did not look amused.
"They are not here to qualify for the tournament Professor. They are here to train as hard as they can to defeat any and all of their enemies. Miss Nikos, the armor you are wearing is useless for it covers none of the common striking points and is too thin to block piercing attacks. Either make it useful or lose it. Next problem is your sash around your waist, it can be used to throw you off balance if grasped," corrected the Dominus. A few of the students seem shocked by her statements of the invincible girl, but nonetheless she continued, "Then there is your fame. Since there is a hefty amount of footage of you fighting, your enemies can watch it to study your fighting style and spot weaknesses. Which there are. Finally you have your semblance. You do not appear to use it to your fullest ability, which is if you even have one. The fact that you single handedly defeated an entire team is pointless if you remember that they are barely passing all of their classes and have no orders other than charge."
The teen appeared confused at the corrections, she rarely has anyone correct her that much. Some of the students got a little bit angry up at the Dominus. Ira stated, "While most of the problems lie in your uniform and that you locals love the ideals of being unique and flashy you will probably disregard my advice. Your weapon skills are superior to most first years, but you tossed your shield as a projectile with no assurance of it returning to your grip. That is what the javelin is for, but since you locals all use mech-shift weapons and rely only on your weapon in combat you would not even think about use the javelin for that purpose. But that brings us to the topic of hand to hand combat in case if you lose your weapon. While the chances are low of that happening it should not be dismissed. Nobody is invincible Miss Nikos."
The bell rung alerting that the class was finally over, during the process of leaving the professor yelled, "That is all for today. And remember, the dance is this weekend. But you all have your first mission on Monday. I will not accept any excuses" Team JNPR joined together after while exiting the classroom.
The team leader noticed that his partner looked down heartened after the verbal beating she received earlier. Jaune could not help but to ask, "You okay Pyr?"
"Yes. I am just thinking about what Dominus Ferrum said," replied the Spartan.
Nora jumped up as she suggested, "She is obviously jealous of you. I can break her legs if you want!" The pink bombshell ignored the comment her partner made that breaking someone's legs does not help the situation, silly Ren.
Glynda turned to the tech-priest and asked, "What do you have against Miss Nikos?"
"I have no ill will due to the fact that I cannot bear emotions," responded the Dominus. The professor gave her a weird look before she explained, "I have been augmented with emotional dampeners to help keep calm and focused during the heat of battle. When you would feel jubilant, I would feel mild satisfaction. When you are terrified, I would be slightly uneased. I have nothing against Miss Nikos, I am only reminding her the weakness of the flesh. The more advanced the student is the more miniscule are the errors, but they are still mistakes nonetheless."
Ozpin's lackadaisical methods were starting to bother the Magos Dominus. Logic calls to cut off anyone hurting his efficiency in conquering the planet and at the top of that list is that old man. His cogitators spent an hour trying to describe him in one word, they came up with was peacekeeper. A Peacekeeper. The word was foreign to his mind but it shows something obvious to the tech-priest. Headmaster Ozpin does not belong in the forty-first millennium. Reports came in about another Grimm hoard to the east of Vale beyond the mountains, maybe this time he will forget to inform the headmaster about his plan to exterminate the enemy.
Professor Goodwitch watched as halfway thru a class the Magos Dominus just leave the room without saying a word. Something is wrong but she would have to deal with that later, currently she had a class to deal with. In another classroom, Enginseer Precision moved from his spot in the corner and made his way for the door ignoring Doctor Oobleck's questions. Team RWBY were walking at the entrance of the school when they noticed that the soldiers of the Adeptus Mechanicus were ordering into columns. Once three of the tech-priest exited the school, Blake turned her attention from her book to them. She marched past Sun to ask them, "What is going on?"
Dominus Ferrum turned to face her as the two other tech-priest continued walking. "It does not concern you," explained Ira. The soldiers started to load into their VTOL craft but none of them took off yet.
The female Dominus started to walk away but Blake continued, "It does concern me that you are moving your entire army somewhere!"
"That is a falsehood. This is not our entire army," retorted Ira as she entered into one of the Vultures. The ramp closed behind her and the six VTOL craft took off and started to head east. The Faunus in hiding was glaring at the machines as they left.
The headmaster who was watching this quickly tuned into radio frequency 904.7 to find that a metallic voice stating, "Welcome back to the Adeptus Mechanicus News Station at 904.7 FM. Every two hours we report what has happened with the war against the White Fang. Sicarian Killclade Alpha has exterminated six White Fang Outposts in close proximity to the city of Vale. I will be reading the names of the known dead for the next half an hour. Starting with the first camp…Who forgot to alphabetize the names! What do you mean it was my job? That is a job for a servitor, and not a tech-priest! Sorry about that ladies and gentlemen, here are the names we have so far. Lian Pink, Erik Blau, Inge Viola, Anton Coral, Hilda Lavender..." The metallic voice kept stating more names as he wondered where the entire fleet of VTOL craft were going.
Dominus Decium glanced outside the window to see a hoard of one hundred Beowolves, twenty Ursa, six Nevermore, and six Deathstalkers. The pilot informed him, -Dominus, Atlesian Bullhead head spotted following us. Orders?-
-Let them bask in the glory of the Omnissiah's Wrath! - ordered Quin. The first two Vulture landed down and released their cargo. The neutron laser Onager variant fired a salvo into a Deathstalker destroying of its claws, the icarus array Onager was faring better with a single Nevermore down in six seconds flat. A wave of twenty Skitarii Vanguards and twenty Skitarii Rangers surged forward to form a wall of flesh and metal to protect the precious Onagers. Their galvanic rifles barked in unison as they fired into the Beowolves. One Vulture deployed to the left flank of the hoard while another to the right, with twenty-four Kataphrons on the left and twelve Kastelans on the right supported by Cyber.
The Grimm's simple minds could not comprehend their problem. A wave of superheated Phosphex, energy, and gravity altering material tore into their flanks, but the hoard ignored them in favor for Skitarii wall standing in the path of their charge. Cyber used his auspex scanners to find that close to half of the Beowolves and Ursa were already slain with five Deathstalkers protected by a wave of lesser Grimm and five Nevermore circling above the hoard preventing close air support. The battle was turning into their favor. The final two Vultures landed, the first VTOL dropped off the other tech-priest were behind the Onagers watching the battle same as him. The second Vulture was behind the hoard deploying eighteen Sydonian Dragoons and six Ironstriders that were waiting to close the kill box. The formation is a basic tactic used against Orks, funnel them into the heavy weapons while fast moving forces flank them until they are enveloped. Once encircled they stood no chance. Three VTOL craft baited an avian Grimm to fly out of formation to give the Onager, armed with the Icarus array, simple target practice.
The Breachers shifted their fire onto the Deathstalkers as the hoard entered the rapid fire range of the Galvanic Rifles. The Rangers and the Kastelans combined their fire into a volley that eliminated all of the Beowolves in holy fury. With their meat shields were gone the extermination of the last ten Ursa, due to the Vanguards and Destroyers, was simple. But sadly there was not enough time to slay them all. Four unhurt Deathstalkers smashed into the wall of flesh and metal, while one of the Nevermore got a lucky hit on a Vultures. Cyber activated the Conqueror Protocols on the unit of battle-automata armed with Incendine Combustors and Kastelan Fists. Without an order the six Kastelans rushed into the melee flanking the remaining Grimm. He couldn't help but to laugh as he saw the robots rip the nearest scorpion Grimm to shreds as the Sydonian Dragoons skewered another. Anything that was not in melee was acting as anti-aircraft, it is easy to say that they did not last long.
Dominus Ferrum, Dominus Decium, Enginseer Eights, and Enginseer Precision charged into the fray. The final Deathstalker was already busy with the Skitarii, who attempted to beat it with the stock of their weapons, and did not see the four tech-priest approaching fast. Usually a Dominus would pull their forces out of melee, but they had to hold their current position to keep the Onagers safe from harm. Quin and Precision worked together to find gaps in between the creature's bone plate armor for the Skitarii to focus. Eight and Ira teamed up to destroy the multiple eyes with their pistols. The two main eye were ruptured, leaving the Deathstalker blind to its attackers.
With enough blunt force trauma the creature was finally dead. The Enginseers completed a quick headcount of the dead, eight Skitarii Vanguards and ten Skitarii Rangers. Some of their augmentations could be saved for future converts. Eight and Precision moved to the lightly damaged Vulture to conduct field repair, while the reaming Skitarii moved their comrades corpses near them to load into the VTOL after it could fly again. The two patrol detachments of soldiers slowly entered into their designated Vultures silent as the corpses of the Grimm finally faded into nothingness.
General Ironwood watched the replay of the battle closely, he had his subordinates take notes on anything and everything. The main theory that came up is that none of the Adeptus Mechanicus soldiers are alive. They fired their weapons on the same frame of the video, they walked in perfect synchronization, they do not flinch when one of their comrades is killed, and they were never seen eating or sleeping while at Beacon. The only fact keeping this a theory is that they bleed blood and oil. When the Deathstalker crashed into their lines he could hear shrieks of static, which he assumes that they are expressing emotion. But no one has ever hear anyone besides the tech-priest talk. His personal belief is that they lie in between human soldier and androids, similar to the tech-priest but with less personality.
Cinder was in her dorm room, sewing a black dress as she sat on her bed. Emerald was sitting on the floor while looking at her Scroll, and Mercury was lying on the ground while reading a comic book. The leader asked, "What did you find out about the Adeptus Mechanicus so far?"
"Three days ago all of their leaders left Vale to, and I quote, 'conduction important discussions that could change the maps of this world within the week'. When I asked him if they plan to invade one of the kingdoms he gave no comment, but it was also the day they started attacking the White Fang Outpost near Vale," reported the mint haired thief.
Mercury commented, "All of their soldiers left Vale toward and headed east without giving any reason at the time. Rumor has it that they are keeping true to their promises five days ago about fighting the Grimm. When they returned they had minimal casualties. I believe it was just a pack Beowolves, others say it was a large hoard with Deathstalkers and Ursa. It is probably the rust buckets spreading rumors to boost their popularity."
"They want people to see them as their savior, when they are weaker than Atlas. Add any high profile Adeptus Mechanicus members to the list," ordered the false maiden.
"You should be able to take any of them with no problem," remarked the gray haired teen.
Cinder corrected him, "It's not about overpowering the enemy. It's about taking away what power they have…And we will, in time." He scoffed as he went back to lying on the floor. His superior reassured him, "Don't worry, Mercury. We have a fun weekend ahead of us."
Magos Errant Verraeter watched the recordings General Ironwood sent him, with a simple order attached to it. 'Duplicate their technology.' How ironic, he found out how to replicate a few basic weapons of the Imperium with dust and other materials. For example Galvanic Rifles, Radium Carbines, Lasguns, and others. But all of the weapons are significantly weaker than the original version, and only work on the surface because dust loses loses all properties when in space.While Doctor Polendina is a subordinate of the General, but Magos Errant Verraeter was free. He was bound to no one. No false god, no corrupt official, or cultist can order him around. In his 261 years of living he was only a free man for 72 years. He had connections to every kind of organization on this beautiful planet. The adepts of Metalica have already tainted it with their presence, and they obviously want to turn it into another forge world like their own. Devoid of any signs of life or organisms other than the augmented flesh.
The combination of metal and flesh is abhorrent to the Magos Errant, he did not want to waste the half alive bodies of White Fang members. In his eyes only something complete machine or completely flesh can be holy and pure. For example the Omnissiah is pure while the False Incarnation is impure for her is an altered being of flesh, similar to his twenty sons. Humanity is superior to the filthy xenos and abhumans, but why exterminate them when they can work as meat shields or forced labor. He left the Imperium because he was not a traitor, he left because he could see the correct path while the dogmatic toaster fuckers were too busy working as slaves for the False Incarnation. Who knows, maybe he can teach one of the younger tech-priest that have come this beautiful planet.
Edit (3/28/19): Major fixes to the Magos Errant Verraeter section. Thanks to deathgrips099 for pointing out my mistake
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