I'm back once again with another chapter. This chapter took longer to make since I wasn't at home, I was in Krakow for a trip. So there's that. And, also i have been on a writing spree the last week and I have written a bunch of new stories that I don't think I'm going to post. Now onto the Reviews:

OverLad: I mean it's not the direction I personally would take the story, but it's pretty good for a what if story IMO. Also the ending was dark, but not GRIMDARK.

projectshadow06: The Grimm will be considered something like wildlife in a sense.

Guest: Ye, I know that.

Guest: It's going to be fun for the Imperials, not so much for Blake.

Guest: The hatred will increase:

Guest: Indeed, it's rare to find a 40k crossover where the main protagonist is not a peace loving hippie.

Guest: Oh dear lord it's you again. Can I ask a question? Why do you bestow such knowledge upon this review section?

Guest: Some are, some aren't

Guest: TBH I think it's like that in cannon.

Guest: They will, just not yet.

LogicalWriter: I know, it's hard to find those fanfics and even then the protagonists usually change their viewpoint on them.

Artyom-Dreizehn: I appreciate it. I take most inspiration from The Founding and The Macharian Crusade Omnibus that I'm currently reading.

marcinbananczkkowski: casuls, the lot of em'

Rueben walked of the platform leaving a small trail of blood behind him from the wound. The man's face was stoic not betraying if he felt pain or anything at all.

"Mr. Rueben, please see yourself to the nurse," Came the voice of Glynda, she finally recovered her mind from the fight to say something.

Rueben looked bewildered at her words. "It's only a flesh wound. Why would I have to go to the medicae?"

"The spear came through your leg! How is that only a flesh wound?" Glynda asked the man with widened eyes. Imperial thinking still eluded her.

"Nothing a dosage of a healing stimm and a bandage can't fix," He said to her still calmly walking to his seat his Johann was ready with the bandages and Thoren with the stimm. "Thoren, if you would," The man stabbed the syringe into his thigh and injected him with the healing drug, while Johann bandaged him.

While the were doing this the other students were still shocked that Pyrrha Nikos was defeated so easily, the fight didn't even last five minutes.

Pyrrha herself still couldn't believe she actually stabbed someone. Her training and the four tournaments she won didn't prepare her for this situation. She thought that Rueben had Aura, the feats he performed during the Initiation would be impossible to do without Aura. Yet he still managed do them.

She looked at the man and saw him talking with his teammates, they were talking and laughing like nothing had happened.

Pyrrha came back to her senses when Glynda announced that class was over, she then remembered that she wanted to talk to Jaune about his problems with Cardin. She quickly walked to him and dragged him out of the classroom and towards the roof.

"They went out quickly," Commented Johann on the the swift departure. "Probably something going on between them."

"Them? I doubt it," Rueben said, standing up and walking back to their room. "One fights like a child with a chainsword and the other is a below-average fighter. Their compatibility is lower than a Jokaero and an Eldar."

"Who knows? Maybe the Jokaero ARE compatible with the Eldar," They laughed at the possibility of a monkey procreating with an Eldar.

Their walk soon led them to their dorms and to their surprise one of the members of team CRDL was standing at corner of the hall, the leader to be specific.

"Hey Rueben. Can we talk privately?" Cardin asked the Imperial.

Rueben shrugged his shoulders and motioned for the rest of his squad to go ahead. "So, what did you want to talk about?" He said after they left.

Cardin smirked and went closer to the Imperial. "Do you know Jaune, the leader of team JNPR?"

"The blonde kid that doesn't know how to wield a sword? Yeah, I know him. Why?"

"Well I just overheard that he cheated his way into Beacon," He said somewhat quietly to him. Now, if this was the Imperial Guard, Rueben couldn't care less if the kid could barely hold a lasrifle, it only mattered that he would die for the Emperor.

But, this was not the Imperial Guard, this schola was this planet's equivalent of a Space Marine training grounds and this kid just saunters in without the Headmaster batting an eye. Either there is something at play here or Ozpin is just incompetent.

"I see. Thank you for the information," Rueben nodded to Cardin.

"Hey no problem! After you told me what to do to hurt the Faunus more back in the Cafeteria I kinda owed ya one!" Cardin nodded back at him and then walked to his room.

Rueben smirked as he resumed his trek to his dorm.

When he returned, he, along with the others, performed the prayers and then they started talking plans.

"For now we follow the other team and further integrate ourselves with them. The only question is, how?"

"Well first, we'll probably have to be friendly with the abhumans," Thoren proposed and Rueben sneered at the idea of being friendly with them.

"Indeed, while none of us like the idea, it is a must. When you went to the other team in the cafeteria this morning, we found out that teams JNPR and RWBY love the abhumans. They think that you were 'discriminating' them," Johann said and then sighed. "Whatever that meant."

It was at that moment that the other team came in. The Imperials didn't pay attention to them. The only thing that Rueben overheard was the Ruby girl screaming about the huge bathroom and the baths. "The bath can fit like, two whole teams inside!"

It was already in the dusk when the girls finished their bathroom session. One of them noticed that the Imperials were still talking among themselves none of them were getting ready for showering.

"You guys not showering tonight?" Yang asked them with a quirked eyebrow.

Thoren then turned to her. "Showering? We did that back at the ship."

"Really? And when was that?" She asked wondering to know how long they went without a shower.

"When was the last shower?" Thoren asked the other Imperials. "It was sometime before we arrived at this planet, so about two or three months ago," Anton answered him.

The girls went speechless at this. Not showering for three months?! "Why haven't you showered then yet?!" screeched Weiss. She was disgusted that these men didn't shower everyday.

"You expect a ship to have enough water for 500000 people to use everyday?" The man asked the snobbish princess.

Weiss wanted to retort but she realized that he was right. "Well then, go shower now." Was what she said next.

The Imperials looked among themselves and then shrugged. "Sure."

They collectively stood up and started taking their armor off. This was also the first time they got a better look at their faces.

Anton's and Johann's faces were almost identical, their brown hair was buzzcut and their eyes were bright blue.

Thoren had no hair, not even a strand, so his hairstyle was nonexistent and his eyes were purple just like Yang's. His face also had a scar from his chin to his lower lip.

Rueben had short black hair, his eyes were the same purple as Thoren's but while the hairless man had one scar Rueben had numerous, it was like someone botched a surgery on his face.

The girls after they saw their faces turned away and started doing their own things. Ruby picked up a weapons magazine, Weiss took her notebook and began to study, Blake took one of her books and Yang started watching videos on her scroll.

After the four men got completely naked they moved to the bathroom .

"You're going in there together?" Ruby asked when she looked up from the magazine she was reading.

"We are. That a problem?" After he asked her the question she noticed that all of them were completely naked, only having a small towel held in their arms.

She screamed and covered her eyes with the magazine. Yang looked from her scroll and saw what Ruby saw the naked Imperials looking among themselves, wondering what made her emit that high pitched noise.

Her eyes then began trailing down their bodies to their area in between their legs, she went red in the face when her gaze arrived there.

Blake decided to look up from her book only to start drooling at the bodies on display, Weiss asked something but she decided to not answer her, instead she looked at the Imperials.

Weiss was getting a little miffed that her teammates weren't answering her. She looked up from her notebook and saw that both Yang and Blake were red in the face and drooling. She then turned to her left and saw the Imperials.

"Wh-wh-w-what are you doing?! Why are you naked in the middle of the room?!" She shrieked at them.

"You told us to go shower." Was the response she got from Johann.

"Yes! I told you to shower, not strip naked!" She retorted. The Imperials then quickly walked into the bathroom, not wanting to deal with the Howling Banshee.

After they came inside and closed the door Anton asked. "What's their problem?" His reply was a shrug from each of his fellow Imperials.

"Whatever, let's just shower."

The next few days went by like a flash, the Imperials were socializing with the other teams, they were also now more accepted since they toned down their hatred to the Faunus. Just the other day they were talking with team CFVY. Unknown to the other teams, the Imperials wanted nothing more than to pull out their spines and hang them with said spines.

Luckily for the students, none of the Imperials went to compete in combat class, otherwise the Nurse would be getting patients with broken bones or worse.

Rueben also hadn't forgotten that the Jaune kid was a fraud and a cheat. This blackmail material will be useful later on. Maybe.

This day will be particularly interesting as the teams RWBY, JNPR, CRDL, the Imperials and some other team he didn't bother to learn the name of, are going to the the Forest of Forever Fall.

"Yes students, the Forest of Forever Fall is indeed beautiful." Glynda spoke when they disembarked from the flimsy metal clump. Rueben had to agree with her it was beautiful, the blood red leaves reminded him of the blood that flowed on the battlefield.

"But we are not here to sight-see. Professor Peach asked all of you to collect samples from the trees deep inside this forest." She continued. Collecting sap from the trees was as mundane as it gets.

He turned to his left and saw Cardin dragging Jaune somewhere with the rest of his teammates following.

Rueben then grabbed a bottle and moved further into the forest, the other three following him with bottles of their own.

"So what do we do after this?" Johann lazily asked while staring at the bottle slowly filling up.

"We're going back to Spartacus to restock and report to the Lord Sariel." Rueben answered him, staring into the sky hoping something will attack them, so they could at least get minimal amount of action.

And his wish came true, a scream pierced the air and then the sound of a guttural war-cry. The Imperials sharply turned towards the direction it came from.

"That wasn't what I think it was right?" Johann asked, sweat running down his body like somebody dumped a bucket of water on him.

"Hopefully not. Let's move!" Rueben's words shook them out of their stupor. Their path lead them to the other teams and Glynda. "What was that?!" Rueben asked as soon as they arrived.

"We don't know, but we're going to find out soon, it came from there." Glynda swiftly answered and pointed towards the sun.

"We might know what it was, so we'll take point and you stay behind us." Seeing the seriousness in his eyes Glynda quickly agreed.

The group moved quickly past the red trees until they came upon a clearing. What they saw disgusted the Remnanites so much they threw up and few of them fainted from the pure dread that was coming from all around them, those being Jaune, Ruby and team CRDL excluding the Cardin, except for Glynda she just had a green face, doing extremely well to keep her breakfast in her stomach.

As for the Imperials, for them this was simply Tuesday. Four bodies were strewn across the clearing caking the forest in an even deeper shade of red. The male one was missing his skull and spine, the body was turned downwards so you could see how the it was ripped out. Another male had his arms shredded like cheese and his left leg was twisted forward while the right one was ripped of and impaled through his head.

The next was a female, her jaw was ripped of and impaled through her right eye and she was separated from the bottom half of her body which hanged on a tree. Her upper half was tied to the same tree with her intestines. Another female was cut up into a unrecognizable mess her body parts everywhere in the clearing.

And in the middle of it all was the beast that did all of this. The only thing Rueben did was scream the first thing that came to his mind...

Up in the endless void that is space, Sariel sat in his private quarters reading the diary that the Astartes recovered. So far it was a normal diary, the man that wrote the diary was named Maximilian. He was the planetary governor of the planet, New Hope as it was named.

It was discovered during the Dark Age of Technology when a ship captain discovered a passageway through the warp into the closest galaxy, they called it Andromeda.

This planet was the first to be colonized and the last, as the passageway somehow 'collapsed' as the governor described it. They were cut of from the their own galaxy and had limited resources. The governor perfectly described the pandemonium that broke out on the planet. The populace was afraid for their own survival so they broke of into several group that completely hated each other.

On the moon they had already scrapped most of their ships for repairs.

This was when things got intriguing, apparently one of the observation teams reported Psykers on the planet. Two of them.

It was also around that time that a war broke out between the different groups and the last ones remaining had a Psyker each. If that wasn't enough each of the group started worshiping them like some sort of gods. They called them the gods of darkness and light.

Psykers. These people worshiped Psykers! He had half the mind to call a orbital bombardment on those churches of theirs.

Sariel, after calming down continued to read.

The outcome of the war caused a near extinction of humanity on the planet. Yet some survived.

The diary went on to describe what the surviving humans did, forming kingdoms and such. This is when this 'Aura' was mentioned. The Psykers did something to the survivors, the diary described it as a 'white light' that covered the planet.

It then went onto mention a man named Ozma and Salem and how they were somehow involved with the two Psykers. How they created kingdom, unlike the others before them, it was highly prosperous and advanced. Now that he thought about it the name Ozma was somewhat resembled the name Ozpin. A coincidence?

The man then supposedly died and the woman, Salem, led a rebellion against the gods.

Then something happened another light erupted on the planet this time and then another. The observation teams didn't know what happened, neither did the ground teams, as they disappeared after the first flash.

Then the first reports of the Abhumans came to the governor. A creation of the 'gods' no doubt.

Sariel then saw that the diary was getting to the end, the last few pages were messily scribbled:

Something happened to the station. I don't know what, I don't want to know! People started going mad! First the observation teams then the ground teams, they all became mad! They started murdering each other with whatever they could find, screaming incomprehensible things in some unknown language, it was like they were turning into barbarians. We had to space the section where the chaos was, effectively losing two thirds of the station. But the madness didn't stop there, it spread through unknown means. Right now, I believe that I am the last sane survivor, the others either killed each other or committed suicide. I can't bear living with knowing what degeneracy took place these past few days. I leave this diary for whatever poor soul might discover it, along with a warning. Please avoid the symbol on the last page, it only brings suffering and madness.

Farewell,

Maximilian Ruth, Governor of New Hope

And as he turned to the last page he widened his eyes. The page contained something that horrified him to no end.

The Mark of...

"Chaos!" Rueben scream pulled the Daemon's attention to him. He recognized this one as a Bloodletter of Khorne, it's tongue running across the Hellblade drenched in the blood of it's recently deceased prey.

The red horned daemon charged at them with it's war cry echoing through the forest.

The Imperials responded with a hail of gunfire that quickly eviscerated the Daemon Spawn, the Bolter blowing up it's body and the Hellguns charring the rest of it.

"Is it dead?" The question wasn't answered as the Imperials slowly and carefully walked to the Daemons corpse. It was already leaving this realm, it's soul going back to the Immaterium to take form once again.

"It's dead alright, but it ain't over! Fortify this position! Bloodletters travel in packs and whatever summoned them is still out there! For the Emperor!" Rueben commanded with ferocity rivaling the mightiest of Imperial Generals.

The Imperials jumped into their positions, covering each flank, leaving the still recovering Remnanites. "What about us? What should we do?" Glynda asked now fearing for her student's safety.

"Get in the middle, do not engage them in melee combat, their swords rip through souls. Use whatever ranged weaponry you have to slow them down, I severely doubt you can kill them so don't throw your lives away, the Imperium may need them in the future!" Barked Rueben at them.

Glynda followed the orders and picked up the unconscious students and brought them into a circle.

"Spartacus! Do you read me?"

"This is Vox Officer Theus reading you loud and clear sir!"

"This is a Threat Priority Alpha! Requesting Space Marine reinforcements on my coordinates! We need them now!"

The Vox channel was silent for a moment before Theus once again spoke. "Reinforcements are on their way! ETA 10 minutes! "

"Copy that." He said grimly, he was doubtful that everyone will be alive once this was over. Except for the already dead ones.

He snapped his head to the right after hearing a hiss, a group of Daemonic beasts rushed the group, Flesh Hounds along Furies.

The Imperials opened fire. Rueben's Bolter ripped the beasts apart, as the .75 Caliber rounds exploded inside them. Anton's Fire was accurate, never missing his target, the high-powered Hellgun almost immediately burning them alive. Johann had his Hellgun set on a lower setting, meaning that the laser weapon fired quickly but did less damage. Meanwhile Thoren's Hot-Shot Volley gun was firing as quickly and accurately as it could, doing significant damage to the ever increasing horde of Daemonic beasts.

The conscious Remnanites joined them although their weapons barely did damage to the Daemons.

"Does this horde ever end?!" Screamed Johann over the combined firepower. Corpses of Daemons were now piling up.

Right after his question, another Bloodletter rushed forward with unnatural speed slamming into the waking Russel Thrush who screamed after he was rammed into a tree. The speed of the Daemon increased bordering on Space Marine level.

Russel still recovering from the slam didn't have nearly enough time to dodge as the Hellblade came upon him, severing his body in half. His scream died in his mouth.

Rueben quickly holstered his Bolter and unsheathed his Power Sword, the blade sparking when the the engine went online. He rushed it with controlled rage.

And as the Daemon turned around to kill whatever mortal was left he found a Power Sword buried inside his skull. "Die Daemon scum!"

A screams of pain reached Rueben's ears when he pulled the sword out of it's body. Another casualty, he thought. And indeed, it was. Two Furies managed to avoid getting shot in the carnage that was ensuing and clawed at unconscious students still laying there. Jaune had his arm ripped of from the elbow down, fortunately he was still alive. Ruby, who managed to dodge the Daemon as she woke up at that exact moment, was still being chased Fury, but it was quickly shot down by Rueben.

The last one was dead, courtesy of Anton, but the damage was already done. Sky Lark died, his guts getting ripped out by the flying Daemon and Dove had his left leg clawed off, for the moment he was alive.

"We're not getting out of this alive!" Johann's exclamation was slowly coming true as the horde increased in size.

As the horde came closer to the group almost being less than two meters away a glorious war-cry pierced the air around them.

"Strike from the skies Brothers! Leave none alive!" The ground shook around them as the Emperor's Angels of Death came upon their foes. Their Chainswords whirring and slicing, utterly destroying anything they came in contact with.

As the Assault Marines slowly advanced, a Thunderhawk descended on the battlefield, deploying Tactical Marines and a Devastator squad with Bolters already firing at the Daemons.

The horde of Daemons was quickly thinning, whatever Bloodletters that lurked behind their lesser kin came out in one final push, that proved to be a futile attempt as the Astartes continued their carnage.

Soon all was quiet with the exception of the Chainswords that were still prepared to rip and tear.

"Everybody good?" Rueben asked after a second of silence.

The Remnanites just nodded feeling numb from the carnage that occurred just a few seconds ago, the Tempestus Scions answered in the affirmative.

"Arch Militant Rueben," Addressed the highest ranking Astarte, Captain Raziel. "Take the Heathens to Spartacus. Their bodies need cleansing."

"Right away, m'lord." Rueben motioned the Remnanites to move to the Thunderhawk that has landed. The Scions instantly complied, but the others worried about what might happen to them, still they boarded the ship, not wanting to anger from a three meter giant with massive armor.

"Wait what about them?" Cardin pointed at his two former teammates. With a quick answer Raziel answered. "Their bodies will be cleansed of anything Heretical and then brought to the academy." Cardin nodded at the giant and headed to the Thunderhawk.

"Where are we going?" Ruby asked shakily after boarding the ship, they managed to patch up Jaune and Dove before they could bleed out.

"We're going to the Spartacus to get you properly checked, after all you don't know what a Daemon Spawn might do to you while you're unaware."

Silence enveloped the ship until someone spoke up, it was Cardin. "Who were those big guys? They were bigger than anything I've ever seen." Others turned to Rueben, hoping he will answer the question.

"The Space Marines, The God-Emperor's Angels of Death is how they are known throughout the Imperium. They are the sons of the Primarchs and the Primarchs are the sons of the Emperor. This particular Chapter is named Astral Knights and they are sons of the Primarch Rogal Dorn." Having their curiosity somewhat sated, they continued to sit in silence for the duration of the flight