Ruby stared at the seen in horror.

It all just happened so fast, one moment Hansel was just sketching flowers (which was kind of cute in her opinion), then Cardin acts like himself, and then kick, punch, punch, punch, and stomp and now he's drowning Cardin!

"Hansel, Hansel! Stop!" She cried Rosewarping (I had to come up with a name for it) over to him hoping to find some way to snap him out of his state.


It's not like Hansel was going to kill him, no not at all! Just… maybe hold him under for a little longer… 'Frakking bastard! He torn my notebook and stomped a holy flower! That is a direct insult to all Kriegans living and dead!'

Hansel sneered underneath his mask.

'If this buffoon wants to live than something better damn well liberate him from my hands!' Almost as if on que a black and red blurr slammed into him with enough force to make him lurch a little bit and loose grip of Cardin's neck.

"Stop, you're done Hansel, its done… please… calm down." Ruby said straddling Hansel while keeping his hands pinned by her's, she wasn't pinning his hands for long.

"Get off me!" He snarl pushing Ruby off of him not too roughly but enough to send her a foot or too back. She looked him, emotionally hurt that he threw her off but also with confusion because she heard what sounded like a crack in his voice, "Go away!"

Ruby stood up slowly, Hansel's voice sounded strained and his breathes were heavier than what he usually sounded like with his mask on.

Was he crying?

He ignored Ruby for a second and went back to his notebook; the poor thing had not only that one page torn out but its spine had taken a small bit of damage to it, making some of the other pages look like they might tear out easier now, some water was on the future pages but those would dry out.

It did not however remedy his mood; this was not just anybody's book. It was her book… it was the book she gave him… it meant the world to him… But he was not going to cry Emperor dammit, no! 'No tears, be iron, be steel, remember Krieg and everything you were taught, neigh, drilled into your skull.'

'You are a deadman walking. You don't have emotions'

Hansel's breathing began to level and his eyes started burning less, but not the fire in his belly, he had a thousand ways to kill Cardin on his mind at the moment so much in fact that he didn't hear Ruby asking him if he was alright until she stepped right in front of him.

"Are you okay?" She asked slipping her hand around his gloved hand, "What did they do to set you off like…" She gestured to the knocked out boys and the half drowned asshat, "…this?"

He was about to tell her it was none of her frakking business until he remembered that Ruby was his CO now, "They tore a page from my sketch book and stomped a flower. Both are unforgivable attacks on sacred Kriegan Culture, it was pure luck you stopped me."

Ruby's eyes fluttered, "Y-you don't mean that, you would've," She stared into his eyepices and looked down, "You weren't going to stop were you."

"No." He said dismissively, he honestly wouldn't have stopped.

"My word what happened here?" The voice coming from the elderly gardener as she stood looking at the boys wide eyed praying silently that they weren't dead.

"Miss Greenfield! It's not what it looks like!" Ruby said quickly raising her hands defensively for Hansel's sake.

'Then what does it look like?' Hansel thought raising a brow under his mask, "They attempted to harass a member of the Imperial Guard, me, and did not foresee the consequence's that crime holds. Usually it's a penalty of death."

Violet's hands flew to her mouth in horror, "T-that seems awfully harsh."

"But underneath Headmaster Ozpin's firm orders and a reminder from my CO of my agreement with him I shall not carry out the fullest extent of the punishment." While half of that was utter bullshit, that friend from Armageddon was a bad influence, it would save Ruby the hassle of having to explain for him.

It wasn't her fault that Hansel saw red, it was Cardin's.

"I-I, you know the Headmaster needs to know about this still, good Dust." Hansel casted his eyes to the side not wanting to look the kind old woman in her eyes, the kind woman that welcomed him to her garden was now trembling like a leaf; just like everyone else Kriegans have ever met.

She wasn't gone for even two minutes and their entire relationship just drastically shifted.

Ruby sighed looking behind Miss Greenfield to see her team members nodding their heads in disapproval and just a little bit behind them was Ozpin sipping his mug with disappointment written all over his face.


Thirty minutes later…

"Please explain this to me Mister Hansel, why did you devastate my students?" Ozpin asked with his hands in their trade mark steeple and a frown on his face. Glynda was standing next to Ozpin with a very disapproving frown.

Hansel sat in his chair with his sketch book on his lap, "As I have said before, they were harassing me and that was not going to fly. They tore a page from my sketch book and ruined a flower."

Glynda's brow furrowed, "That's it? They tore your sketch book and stepped on a flower?"

"To you they're just that. To me, they're everything." He said with a small spike in emotion, "I don't have much in life, I'm very well aware of how inhuman we seem to you non-Kriegans. But this sketch book is more than just a leather binding and paper. It is a reminder of my sister, Gretel."

The two older instructors blinked, completely blindsided by Hansel's reveal, "She was one of the only people in the Imperial Guard I cared for, family means everything on Krieg and when you don't even remember who your parents were then your sibling is the closest thing you have to a complete family. I have been alone for four years now, and my only physical memory of her is damaged. That fool is lucky Ruby stopped me."

"You never mentioned that you had a sister." Ozpin said plainly, again his sympathy was getting the best of him.

Hansel glared warningly at the Headmaster, "I didn't need to, don't bring her up ever again." He leaned in closely, "I mean it."

The Headmaster stared into Hansel's eyepieces for the longest time, he could tell that the Korpseman hadn't blinked; perhaps in his opinion Hansel was taking that commanding tone a bit far this time, but then again he showed the Headmaster three times already that he was a trained killer that knew absolutely no fear. That alone gave the Headmaster a very inhuman chill, a soldier like Hansel was extremely dangerous and should have his territory respected.

But that didn't mean he'd let him have free reign, "I understand, and you do understand that I need to punish you for nearly drowning a student?"

In all honesty he didn't know if Hansel realized that there were consequences for nearly killing a fellow student, however in truth Cardin's aura would've kept him alive for another thirty minutes but it would've taken only thirteen to cause brain damage his aura wouldn't be able to fix.

The gas masked individual sat there for a second contemplating, "One hundred lashes?"

"What?!" Both teachers gasped in unison.

"That is the usual punishment for a brawl between guardsmen is a public flogging, one hundred lashes each. I've already received said punishment before after encountering a drunk Vostroyan guardsman. It shouldn't be too painful."

'Good Dust…' The Headmaster thought forlornly, 'Poor, boy what did they do to you?'

Goodwitch was fairing no better, tears threatened to break from her eyes as she struggle against the urge to give this… this poor puppy a hug and tell him everything was going to be alright. But she knew it would be a fruitless endeavor with him, it was too late to save that puppy.

At least for her to save him.

"Hansel, we don't punish students so-so… barbarically," The Headmaster paused in thought and pinched the bridge of his nose, "and since I know that conventional means of punishing you are out of the question… how about you spend some time with your team and tell them about your world, then after that you tell us everything about the Imperium."

"That is a punishment?" He asked incredibly perplexed at the plainly simple task.

"Yes, I want you to tell your team everything you can about your planets history and then I want you to tell me all you can about the Imperium, and I want it written down to so that it can be documented."

It was a weak and seemingly pointless punishment but what was he to do? Hansel was patient enough to not care about a couple months' worth of detention, expulsion was out of the question, and he sure as hell would never lay a finger on another student like that. Especially one that's known only pain, which would make rehabilitating him even harder than it already is.

"It will take a month or so for the Imperial record, but I shall complete the other tasks just as you have asked." He said monotonously already thinking up of where to start in Imperial history, the beginning was quite a ways back but luckily he had memorized it, "Is that all you'll be needing of me?"

Glynda had her eyes closed before she finally spoke, "Your first kick broke Cardin's knee very easily. Is that another… prosthetic?"

"My leg was amputated by a Chaos Space Marine, so yes." Goodwitch turned away as a stream of tears started rolling down her cheeks. She did her best to contain her sniffling and trembling in front of the boy, 'He's just a boy, why him? Why anybody?!'


In the never ending insanity of the Warp, a dark god of change smiled sinisterly, "Because I wanted it to happen."


Hansel stared at Professor Goodwitch in confusion on what she found so interesting outside, "Hansel you are dismissed for now. Professor Goodwitch and I need to discuss some things."

He regarded the older man with a crisp salute before turning heel and heading towards the door with a steady march. Upon hearing the door from across the room close, Professor Goodwitch started to sob almost uncontrollably, doing her best to keep her crying from getting too loud that it would alert anybody else in the vicinity of the office. A foolish thought? Yes. But reasonable and considerate? Yes.

The Headmaster sighed putting an arm around her shoulders and pulling her close enough to where she could rest her head against his shoulder.

"That has to be one of the hardest students anybody could deal with." He said gently patting Goodwitch's shoulder; Hansel was defiantly a complicated boy, cold and unfeeling one moment and the next a bundle of suppressed emotions breaking out of there captive cell within his mind.

Ozpin paled at the thought of what sort of trauma caused Hansel to become what he is today, and more importantly what sort of enemy would require such training in the first place. Currently he was wondering if he even wanted to know anymore.


'That was surprisingly pleasant.' Hansel thought to himself on the elevator ride down, 'Once again Rosenrot worried over nothing like I told her.'

He almost wanted to chuckle, 'I'd love to see the look on her face, it's always nice to see that genuine sparkle in her eyes.' But his thoughts ended there and he frown, 'That damn book is starting to get to me, curse you Julius! Putting thoughts in my head where they don't belong with your damn romance novel!' It was very tempting to burn that book, so many times did Hansel want to toss it into a bonfire and warm his gloved hands by it… but damn it high hell it was addicting to read.

Not more than a second after the doors open a red black blurr slams into him for the second time in a day, "Omydustareyoualright?Theydidn'tgiveyouthreemonthsworthofdetentionorasuspentionor-"

"Rosenrot!" Hansel interrupted covering her mouth with his hand, "We talked about this earlier."

Ruby nodded her head up and down waiting patiently for Hansel to remove his hand.

Hesitantly the Krieger let her have the ability to speak again, "So what was your punishment?"

"It wasn't that bad actually, I was instructed to debrief the whole team about Kriegan history and then write a report about the Imperium of Man's history and display it to the Headmaster."

"What?!" A certain eavesdropping blonde brawler said coming from around a corner with a frown, "I hit on a couple of the cute male instructors and get three detentions. You beat up a whole team and nearly kill someone and all you have to do is write a history report?!"

"That history report is a chronicalization of ten thousand years of Human superiority to every other wretched alien race that dare exists in the God Emperor's universe. It will detail the accomplishments of His sons, the Space Marines, and our struggle against the Ruinious Powers." Hansel said with the pious pride that is expected for all Imperial Guardsmen, especially one from Krieg.

"Right…" Yang said sidestepping three feet away from him, giving her sister a warning look and a small unnoticeable gesture to Hansel.

Ruby rolled her eyes and crossed her arms, "Blake and Weiss with you?"

Yang stuck her thumb back to the corner she just came from and then the two previously absent members of team RWBY appeared.

With determination in her eyes Yang walked right up to Hansel glaring into his eyepieces, "Just because you're on our team doesn't mean we trust you. We do want that explanation about where you're from; absolutely everything there is to know."

'Does she really think intimidation works on me?' Hansel thought rolling his eyes.

He looked towards Ruby and stared, "W-what?"

"I am awaiting further instructions."

"U-uh?"

"What do you want me to do? Where is our next objective?" Hansel said wanting very badly to face-palm, but such things would not be wise to do in front of a superior.

"Oh," She said stammering, "ok, well it's getting late so how about we turn in for the night?"

"Affirmative." He replied monotonously following Ruby as if she was Hansel's former Watchmaster.


Deep within the Emerald Forest…

The skies were dark with storm clouds rolling inwards from the south, however these clouds did not form normally as they began to swirl like a hurricane outside the eyes of the city, their blackness covered the sky as a swirl descended and stood horizontal, the ball of cloud began to spin faster and faster until purple sparks started to surge.

A whole through the fabric of time and space opened up and allowed four individuals to walk out; one covered in crimson brass plated armor carrying a sword and bolter, the next one armed with a staff and clothed in robes and tomes waved his free hand in the air summoning more storm clouds to cover the Warp disturbance.

The next one armed with a chainsword and billhooks covered in slime and grime giving off a glowing green texture to the armor and the respirator that allowed its wearer to breathe heavily.

Finally came the disturbing creature that glowed a bright purple and black, its face mutated and halfway covered with a mask, its left arm a sort of crustacean appendage.

Behind the four came two dozen crimson armored warriors, and another group wearing worn uniforms and armor. One of the worn soldiers had an industrial inscription on his mask, "Vraks Prime."

The Robed Cultist gazed upon the men that walked out of the Warp portal, "We're missing one."

The Khornate follower growled, "The Vraks Ogryn is just adjusting to being awakened after all this time. My Blood Pact and Vraks Remnants are accounted for, sorcerer!" He spat with venom.

"Control your temper, for now, Chaos Undivided has much, much work and scheming to do first before you indulge in your blood."

The Khornate growled turning to his men and pumping his fist into the air shouting to the skies in a metallic voice, "BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD! GLORY TO CHAOS UNDIVIDED!"


The White Fang does not hold a candle to Chaos. Now I know you're wondering why I chose to use Vraks Prime Remnants, its because they looked cool and were actually a challenge and yes you heard it right, Chaos Undivided has reared its ugly head for the first time since the Horus Heresy. Now that they are on Remnant, I can only imagine what effect they will have.