Yang Baalentina (Yang Xiao Long) was born to Raven of the Ravenclaws tribe of the Blood and Sanguinius, the great Angel and master of the Blood.
She was born with her father's wings but her feathers were a deep black on colour with slightly red tips, her demeanour in her early life was one of a hot-headed and stubborn, but due to her father and mother making great efforts she had been tempered into a warrior that could act cool headed outside of a fight but learn to when engaged to unleash the full extent of her rage, which was immense.
Yang had learned very quickly learned that she was the dark to her father's light, where she was by all accounts quite nice and intelligent, as regarded by the rest of her tribe and the others on Baal secundus, she definitely had a lot more dark sides to her chief among them being her craving for blood and the rumours that she had partaken in eating flesh of humans, which were squashed by her punching and beating those who said it bloody and broken but also her farther once he had learned of it himself.
One day her mother had disappeared without a trace whilst on a tribal scavenging run, and Yang had almost gotten herself killed in the deserts of Baal secundus searching for her, with her farther having to save her from a particularly nasty bunch of cannibal mutants, this had left a lasting effect on her as a person and had served to temper her impulsive nature.
Sanguinius through his psychic gift of foresight knew she was destined to become his balancing agent, to help him in making difficult decisions he'd otherwise never had the courage to make among other things.
The day the emperor had arrived with the 9th legion was a joyous one indeed for everyone on all sides but for Yang it had left her scarred for the rest of her days.
After sanguinius had made his speech and knelt in respect of her grandfather the master of mankind and when she gripped his hand to shake it had caused her wings to burst into flames, her violet eyes to turn red and a vision claimed her and it was horrifying...
She was an onlooker to the aftermath of a battle in the far future...
Her farther lies dead on the floor of a burning flagship but he wasn't alone there was two men equal to her farther in size but wearing wildly different armour types and colours, the 3 of them were dead, slain presumably fighting one another or fighting the huge golden figure stood over them dripping with blood starring at her and a feminine figure stood beside her shrouded in shadow except for her bright golden eyes...
When she came two, she was in her families tent alone having flown away with her wings, with fire crackling across the feathers and her breath, wild in pace as whatever the hell that was had left her scared of even being in the same room as the emperor again.
She didn't have long before the sound of her father's wings can be heard falling outside before he enters the tent with a look of genuine concern
"My child, what happened? Are you well?" His voice was like honey and velvet, as it was of a completely different candour to his usual kindness.
Yang reluctantly turns around as her psychic flames face to nothing "I was something when I touched him... It was horrifying, something that shouldn't be possible... Then when I came out of it, I was here" Sanguinius checks outside the tent again before asking "what did you see" his concern is palpable on the air as he kneels down to better meet her eyes "I saw five figures, you and two unknowns dead with the emperor stood over you three with a figure with golden eyes stood beside me... no sound, just the strong smell of vitae..."
Sanguinius then looks truly horrified and says "you must never speak of this to anyone, hopefully this is an unfortunate one-time occurrence my blood, hopefully this was a mere transfer of psychic might gone awry " he pulls her into a tight embrace which she accepts, burying her head into his chest and feeling truly safe with him.
But when the 9th legion forge touched down onto the surface of Baal it changed her, she truly came into her element now, as the reforms of Sanguinius took hold and the great forges on Baal were lit once more, Yang had taken up command of a company and despite her father's insistence has kept all of them dressed in the silver power armour, with the exception of the addition of their red pauldrons and had dubbed them the "revenants the Baal"
The rest of the legion had grown very accustomed to shock and awe assaults, but the revenants under Yang's command had truly mastered this in a very quick manner, daily they train to master their skills at jump pack use, use of drop pods, assault transports and a rejection of terminator armour wholesale and a love of dreadnoughts.
Her leadership style was one of a woman of the people, someone who took great care of their men and their safety, even going as far to try and develop personal shield technology for them in limited numbers.
On top of this with a surprising intelligence had developed a type of "assault" dreadnought, the Contemptor-Incaendius which was a melee specialist with an experimental jump pack built for it.
But after undergoing the operation to be given her black carapace ports, she could now accept the use of power armour, and boy did she take to it well, with her father's influence had secured rare Auramite and had set to work in making herself a truly masterful work of art of armour.
It was made to be just as effective as the armour used by the new sanguinary guard but it was perfectly form fitted to her and she instead of using the gold colouring typical of auramite wielders, but had instead used a silver and gold colouration to represent the legions past and nickname given to it by Malcador in its early days.
Yang never got along with the ancient man as a result of his previous calls to cull the legion before both she and her father was found. A relationship that would never recover or improve, especially with what would go on to happen with the sacking of Monarchia.
Her weapons of choice reflected her shock and awe tactic using nature, being twin power fists with angelus bolt guns built into them, and used magazine fed versions rather than belt feeds.
Her helmet was a MK3 as its base with one major detail, a phrase that would become her company's motto "fury of the legion"
Once all of the emperor's sons had been found, he brought them all to the cradle of humanity, the capital of Terra itself.
It was a long trip but everyone got there in a timely manner with the last Primarch to enter the system being Mortarion and his daughter, the imperial palace was a sight to behold indeed, it was still under construction but even then, it was a true master work to behold.
As her uncles and their children talk to one another, Yang's eye is drawn to the daughter of the Night Lords Primarch Konrad Curze, the master of the terror legion and master of law and justice, symbolised by his wearing of a red cloth head hand around his eyes with, she was the only one with her helmet on and very rarely spoke to anyone not even when directly addressed by the emperor personally.
Her armour was something of beauty and fear, she resembled Yang's own armour with two major differences the 1st being, her ass was definitively her most prominent feature, with her choice of sculpting her armour to form for to her making it seem larger than it likely was, the 2nd was the lack of ear ports on the sides of her helmet, which was MK4 maximus, apparently being one of the few that use that model of armour bar perhaps the daughter of Angron.
Seeing as their respective parents were getting along, Yang in her armour had taken her helmet off and decided to introduce herself to the night queen of Nostramo.
Her cousin turns to greet her saying with her voice ringing with vox distortion "ah, the fury of the ninth legion, pleasure to meet you"
Yang being courteous brings the right hand of her cousin up to kiss it which despite the coldness of the ceramite could feel through micro shifts in her posture, she wasn't used to that sort of contact at all. Lowering her hand Yang replies "likewise night queen of Nostramo, I must say I do enjoy seeing artistic talent in others, and your armour is quite the sight" she says with a slightly flirtatious tone to test it she was as up herself type like all of the daughters of Guilliman.
" Why thank you Yang, my name is Blaleria, I could say the same about yours" she says smiling under her helmet gesturing to a reinforced couch for them to sit on to which they do.
Yang rests one of her arms along the back of the couch having forgone the power fists and angelus bolters for this visit and says "so, you're from Nostramo yes? What's it like?"
Sanguinius looks at his daughter conversing with Konrad's and comments to him "it warms me to see them getting along so, does it to the same to you brother?" The Night Haunter turns his head to look at them despite being blind and says "it does my brother, I've seen it in my visions that they grow very close to one another to a romantic extent, my visions are rarely incorrect."
Sanguinius raises an inquisitive eyebrow to this and says "I see, if it should come to pass then who are we to deny them such a bond if it is a genuine one and one, they themselves have chosen" Konrad is about to reply when a loud little girl like squeak of excitement can be heard over the crowd causes a majority of the royals in attendance to turn their heads to see Morticia, daughter of Mortarion excitedly rushing up to the emperor at a pace even Constantine Valdor had some trouble registering.
The Custodes looks visibly tense and Mortarion looks surprisingly human with embarrassment as his daughter had leapt to HUG the Emperor and proceeded for lack of human better term "fan girl" over him with Sanguinius with a mild chuckle says "ah the excited joyousness of youth, it never ceases to bring me a warm smile to my face"
Blaleria through her vox unit chuckles "oh my isn't that Mortarion's daughter?" She asks Yang who intern is laughing a bit "yes, it is, it's adorable to see, oh gods she just asked to see the Custodes dreadnoughts...ha!"
to everyone's shock the emperor scooped up the tiny girl who is in her power armour or her own famed modified dreadnought chassis and responded to her request saying "of course my grandchild how could I refuse you such a request, please be seated in the dining hall. I will be with you shortly my sons and grandchildren" he says in a surprisingly human tone and smile as he carries her under escort to the armoury of the palace with a chuckle of an amused granddad.
the rest of the visit set of without a hitch with Blaleria using some sort of magic power to hide her true face so she could eat with them, even so Yang felt her gaze drifting over to her more than a few times, her soft pale blue eyes and long flowing black hair and her way of speaking had her craving more and more like she could read her poetry and she would listen for hours especially with her Nostramo accent.
After the visit, their Primarchs had set back out into the stars the 9th and 8th legion had gotten on fairly well to the point of the Primarchs had sworn blood brother's oaths to one another, and were often seen in the field serving together, gathering a lot of escapades and stories at one another's sides with many believing Sanguinius was tempering the night haunters worst traits, but in truth it was Blaleria, his daughter making great efforts to help her farther even regularly returning to Nostramo to managing it.
Yang and Blaleria and their companies had gotten on famously well to the point that there were rumours that the two had mixed their gene seed in experimentation as a sign of their respective bond and respect and would come to one another's aid at a moment's notice.
Blaleria had grown very close to her cousin and trusted her enough to be shown her true eyes, which were a piercing bright yellow/gold colouration. Having found the other person in her vision she had back on Baal, Yang had gotten closer and closer to Blaleria as a result.
Yang soon found that, by Konrad's own admission, that Blaleria had told him that she deeply trusted and respected her and had admitted to harbouring her in her thoughts quite often. This didn't come as too great as a surprise to Yang but she did not realise the scale of the trust and bond...
Over the next few months Yang had noticed changes in Blaleria's actions in her company and Yang noticed the same in herself and no doubt she did to. One thing Blaleria was famous for was her extreme trust issues and not even Yang could coax the reason as to why as yes, it was rumoured to be related to her appearance but Konrad had hinted it was to do with her mother.
Months after the incident of Davin Yang and Blaleria were stood in her private chamber aboard the Blood Angels' flagship after having a tense conversation of the recent events there was a noticeable tension between them something that had been building for quite some time.
Yang looks at the ever-helmeted woman and gulped in a breath "Blaleria... I have something to ask of you, it's been on my mind since we met one another a year ago, I haven't seen your true face, may I see it?"
Blaleria flinched at this but Yang rests a reassuring hand on the side of her helmet, heaving removed her power fists and Blaleria says "why do you want to see it? Truthfully" Yang replies " I want to look on the face of the woman I fell in love with"
this has Blaleria weeping slightly as she reluctantly nods turning her eye lenses off revealing her true, eye colours, ones of a deep rich gold which have visible tears spilling out from them as she turns on her vox unit of to say "you can take my helmet of, please don't react to my ears.."
yang brings her hands up to the helmet and after a hiss as it's seal is broken; she lifts it slowly wanting to savour the moment as little by little her face is revealed.
Once her awe-inspiring face is revealed and her hair is about to fall out yang stops bringing her wings up to hold the helmet still before letting go with her hands, as Blaleria looks at her in the eyes "it doesn't matter to me what you are Blaleria, but only if you ask me to will, I lift this the rest of the way, I can see how much it pains you"
Blaleria suddenly pulls her into a loving warm kiss despite the awkwardness of their respective armour types and styles, crying happily she got this far.
Blaleria after a few moments, pulls of the kiss smiling with Yang lowering her helmet back into place with a click and soft hiss with her saying "thank you, that meant so much, that meant a lot to me..." Her tone albeit muffled, is one of genuine happiness as Yang smiling brings a wing up to while her tear away ever so delicately having mastered the use of her wings at this point.
Yang takes of a blood stone from her armour and hands it to Blaleria "take this, in case we have to spend a few months apart, you'll have something to remember me by and keep you warm." Blaleria takes the gem and takes a bit of her necklace of saying "this is a piece of Nostraman Auramite, it has a dark blue tint to it, it's what my and my dad's armour uses and it's rare to say the least"
Yang accepts her gift as well and, is about to speak when the intercom sounds off "lady Yang please report to the how left drop deck number 1, your farther has requested your presence"
Yang is stood on the drop pod deck of the Red Tear, her unique cryo pod are readied to be dropped,
her dad Sanguinius is stood Infront of her crying "I'm so sorry I have to do this my child" he says with a depressed tone looking at her, as she looks back confused and fully equipped expecting a brother fallen to thirst as she asks "what's going on dad?"
I've had a vision of your death of you stay with me my joy... something truly terrible is about to happen there is a darkness on the very air itself"
She looks at him blinking out of shock "you can't be serious you know those aren't always correct or even set in stone"
Sanguinius responds "no this is different, it started on this very deck and you refused in the vision, I will not risk your death in what's to come" Yang starts to cry as she can hear it in his voice that he's being forthright with her "I want to say goodbye to Blaleria 1st, if you're going to cast me aside like mom did with you and me and disappear, then I want to have a fond memory to go with."
she spits back venomous with a sudden hate as her farther with a defeated tone summons Blaleria to his drop deck and within minutes she does.
Blaleria is filled in on the details of what's about to happen and she breaks down crying hugging Yang tightly even pulling her helmet free of her head and using her psychic disguise to hide her true form, she kisses her, as Sanguinius is utterly distraught by what he's asking of his daughter, his pride and joy...
"If we never meet again Yang then I want to say this, it's been an honour meeting you, to serve with you and your legion... And if by some miracle we meet again, I vow never to leave your side, I'll make sure your company is safe and welcome on Nostramo, always" she says after pulling of the kiss as Yang hands her a feather from her wings " something a little extra to remember me by, something to keep you warm Blaleria " she says that in nearly fluent Nostraman.
The two reluctantly separate as Sanguinius beckons Yang into her pod loaded with some of her personal items, crying her eyes out, putting her helmet on, Yang straps herself in and the magnetic clamps activate but before the pod door lowers, he leans down to kiss her helmets forehead and says "I'm truly sorry for this Yang... please forgive me" before she can reply the door closes and Yang looks at Blaleria one more time before her pod puts her to sleep.
The drop deck is a loud echoey chamber riddled with red blaring alarms signalling that a drop was about to commence, the servitor speaker in the chamber repeating "drop about to commence, please enter your pods" in a growling pained cybernetic voice.
the red glow of the lights casting a light a light over the 3 of them.
the pod then fires form the ship sending it flying screaming to a certain death world...