Kel'Letosh had to sip the cold liquid from a flexible plastic drinking device, whatever this thing is called the inventor was a genius because now he didn't have to strain his neck to drink from the glass of water.
"Soooo, what exactly are you friend?" Jack Brown asked as he expertly rolled some tobacco into a paper roll without taking his eyes off of Kel.
"I see your people have not had contact with the Tau Empire. To put it simply, to you I am a xeno. Have you ever had contact with anyone from space?"
Jack nodded his head with a lowered brow, "Hell naw, Dust fueled craft has trouble leaving space, plus with the Grimm around and all, space exploration is not exactly a priority."
Kel'Letosh laughed dryly, "Oh, if only that was true. The Universe is in reality a really big and scary place."
"No shit. So you're an alien, I get that. You are also from some empire? What exactly do you do?"
"Our goal is simply to unite all sentient races, our goal is called the Greater Good. To create a society of true equality, one committed to advancing the whole of the society for the greatest number of individuals, combine all cultures and peoples as one."
Jack's wolf ears shot up to this, "All races? How many races are there?"
Kel closed his eyes whistling lowly, "Well there's the Tau race, that's my race, the Kroot, Nicassar, Demiurg, Galag, Tarellian, Greet, Ji'atrix, Morralians, Ranghon, Hrenian, Anthrazods, Brachyura, Nagi, Poctroon, Formosians, and even Humans or as we call them Gue'vesa."
"Wow," Jack said tucking his makeshift cigarette in his jacket pocket, "that's a lot of people working together. How exactly are they like, cooperating?"
"Simple," Kel states, happy he gets to spread the Greater Good to hopefully an enlightened being, "there are five castes in the Greater Good. Shas, Fio, Kor, Por, Aun. Fire, Earth, Air, Water, and finally Ethernal Caste. Fire is the caste of warriors, Earth is the artisans, farmers, basically engineering or civilization building and maintaining. Air are the merchants and navymen in our fleet. Water is full of merchants, public servants, bureaucrats, administrators, diplomats, and ambassadors. All are obedient to the Ethereals, our Caste Kings, they handle all spiritual and political affairs. All the races must do is submit."
Jack felt a massive 'but' coming up with this system, "And if they don't"
"Then they must either be brought into the Greater Good by force, or face destruction. They'd impede the Greater Good if they are allowed to resist. It sounds monstrous, but this really is for the greater good of the galaxy Jack. There are monstrous powers that inhabit the galaxy, beings and armies that make your Grimm look weak and feeble when compared to their tenacity, their strength."
Jack sighed sliding down in his chair, "Of course. I mean it's not like we're already fucked, but what you just described makes me thankful that we only have the Grimm to deal with."
"I am most sorry that you view the universe this way, but the Greater Good is willing to welcome this world in open arms."
"Sounds nice Kel," Jack said puffing out some smoke, "but instead of trying to convert my planet, how about you focus on getting better. I almost forgot, my nephew Mathew lives with me, he'll help get you better. Mat!"
The door across Kel's room opened and a little Faunus boy came running in but stopped suddenly staring wide eyed at Kel, "Woah…"
"Mat." Jack said warningly, "Be respectful of our guest."
"Sorry!" He said as his ears flattened against his head.
Kel'Lotesh dryly laughed again, "It is alright small Gue'vesa, I am aware on how strange I look to you. Imagine how strange you look to me."
The small boy smiles taking a chair up next to the Space Communist, "You're really an alien from space!? What's it like!?"
Jack got up from his chair stretching his back, "Well Imma let you two get aquatinted, I got a call to make. Be good Mat."
"Yes Uncle Jack!"
Jack nodded to Kel'Lotesh as the poor alien had the misfortune to answer the questions of a hyper active six year old scfi fanatic. He gently closed the guest bedroom door, pressing his ears against the wood to be sure that his nephew was keeping his alien guest busy.
The Faunus Huntsman left his small cabin in favor of the forest, just in case Kel could still hear him in the house, and pulled out his scroll, "Hey Oz, I found one of those anomalies you said to watch out for. Boy oh boy you are not going to believe this boss."
"Given the past few days Mister Brown, I doubt it will be too exotic for me." Ozpin said with his hands steepled on his desk.
In the Dakka camp…
Blitz Fragskull stood in his usual dramatic Ork Commissar pose, right foot forward, shoulders squared off to the side, massive chin pointed in the air as his grin displays his pleasure about his camps progress.
Already they had Ork pods spawning from the mossy insides of the cave, the Weirdboyz used the WAAGH powerz of Mork and Gork to speed up their process of Orkcreation so that Big Boss Gritz could have more boyz he could send out to WAAGH the lands.
It won't take longer than another week or so for these boyz to hatch, and Blitz needed more Shootas to go shootta shoot up the lands of da Oomies.
Blitz jumped down into the hole that was their underground bunker of Ork awesomeness and WAAGHery. Several Nobs stood with their backs straight, accidently poking themselves in the eyes trying to salute the Ork Commissar.
"O'right you lot, listen up!" He bellowed to hi conservative number of Orks, "We gonna need more Dakka and gunz for Boss Man Gritz's WAAGH! Muh intelligence report from wun of muh Gretchen Kraig says that we got ourselves a Dakka raid planned for dis oomie junkyard."
"Stoopid oomies throw away good dakka!" A Nob yells raising his fist.
"Et is disgusting, yes," Blitz says with a sneer, "stoopid small oomies throw away gud dakka stuffs like dummies, dat is why weez taking it from dem!"
The Green skinned xenos started whooping and hollering like drunk Futbol hooligans ready to start a riot over a stupid game of kick the ball in the net, they even had some homemade Grog in wooden ale pitchers in their hands, chugging them away. For the Orks war was more than just a reality, it was their "Kultur" as they called it. They may be stupid, they may be ugly and smelly, but you'd be a damn fool to say that they can't fight like rabid Honey Badgers.
Ork Raid of Super Secrety Secretness…
The Vale junkyard was the city's massive dumping ground where vehicles, robots, and even defective Huntsmen weapons would be disposed of alongside the less interesting trash and filth that the denizens of the city would rather not deal with.
Typical right? Just rubbish.
But to the Orks, rubbish was just Dakka stoopid oomines tossed because dey don't have pizzazz! Imagination! And most of all, the ingenuity of the Ork. This was one of the reasons why the Orks just had to WAAGH all over the Human Race, such short sight just cannot be forgiven.
Blitz at the current moment was lacking in the department of having the supa sneak'n Blood Ax Nobs, all he had were his loud non-supa sneak'n boyz. So he had to take drastic measures to ensure he'd get his master the Dakka that he needed to make the powers of WAAGH strong enough for him to poof him to the world Mork and Gork told him all about.
If Mork and Gork wanted Blitz to get Gritz to this humiee world then by Mork and Gork he'd get his near Warboss there so that he'd claim it in the names of Mork and Gork, for Ork Kultur, and for Dakka!
Right now he and Gutz Rottooth with his Gretchen Kimarii, along with the Ork Reverend Geargrinda Rottooth and some of the smarter, that's being used lightly, Nobs were currently sneaking up to the Junkyard using one of the tactics the supa sneak'n Blood Axe Nobs often used in a foresty environment.
The tactic was… them tying numerous tree branches with leaves along their bodies and raised some bushes in front of their faces.
Blitz was satisfied with himself, this plan was one of legendary intelligence and cunning, good thing he ate his breakfast otherwise he wouldn't have remembered such a brilliant tactic that has won many a WAAGH across the Galaxy. It was amazing on how those humiees slack off and not pay attention to their surroundings.
Like the old man in the little trailer outside of the Junkyard, he had his legs up on a table, watching some picture show that humiees usually watch, whatever it was about the git showing them shiny little trinkets Blitz didn't want to know, shiny things don't make other things explode.
"O'ight you lot, get to da Dakka gather'in! Sneakeh loike…"
Thirty minutes later…
The old security guard stood up from his chair cracking his back, it had been awhile since he'd check on the ole' junkyard, the boss was paranoid about some folks waltz'n into the place to scavenge some scrap, even though the junkyard wouldn't be missing a few measly pieces of old out of use pieces of-
… w-whe-where is all the junk!?
He blinked his eyes several times, rubbing them to be certain that he was not daydreaming. How is this possible? He was only taking his lunch break for one minute, then the next everything, literally everything including the fence was missing.
The security cameras were also gone, except for one that was on the trailer itself, hopefully the video will explain how this was totally not his fault at all and he should not be fired.
Back at the Ork Base…
After carrying back all of the Dakka Blitz and his Nobs got started on making a wall one hundred meters away from their initial base, they started uprooting trees and put machine gun pill boxes made out of wood with metal reinforcing it. The rest was used to ignite a furnace they made underground, instead of letting smoke billow out to mark their position they started collecting it to make smoke bombs, any they couldn't collect dispersed too quickly for it to make too much of a scene as they still had tall trees covering their position from outside their base.
As the various structures were being built by the ragtag group of Nobs Blitz brought out a small metal box to stand on, "O'right you gits lissen up!"
The Nobs stopped working and looked up their current leader.
"In about a week weez gonna 'ave enough boyz 'ere to summon our Warboss Gritz, Da Tarrible! We gonna need Dakka, gunz, and armour ready by den to arm our lot and takeover da oomies! So get to werk hardah, one week!"
Beacon grounds…
After a short shower in the school's co-ed locker room Hansel was already back in his proper uniform, although his mind was doing a very dangerous thing right now, something so dangerous the Watchmasters and sometimes the legendary Ubermasters would go into great detail and length on why such a thing should not be done.
His mind was wandering.
For the past week and a half he has been on this begrudgingly Emperorless world, during his stay he has noticed a few things about himself that normally shouldn't have been happening. He's been sleeping in earlier than usual, eating much more filling delicious warm meals, and by the Throne he could've sworn he nearly forgot to do his nightly prayer two nights ago.
Also he has been feeling strange, like things were welling up inside of him, indescribable things really. Major events he could detail was when that bastard son of a Grox whore tore his beloved journal, the ignorance of the Humans here of their divine master and their acceptance of the mutant Faunus race. His heart raced like his arteries were being strangled when he thought about those things.
Yet, his heart raced as well when he started to think about her, his Rosenrot, only this was a warm comforting beat. Yet when those past thoughts of hurting his Rosenrot came to mind his heart made shallow almost pained beats in his chest, his ribs felt like howling winds were passing between each bone in anguish.
Then almost like a light bulb it came to him, he started to do a more thorough check on his gas mask and rebreather and by the Throne he almost fainted as the problem became very clear to him as to why he felt so strange these past few weeks.
His emotion limiter was disconnected.
A little known addition to Death Korps mask was that they'd enhanced the filters with a calming drug that would usually help a Guardsman zero out his already restrained emotions.
Normally this drug would run out after a few months but it would not overall effect a Kriegsman as they are always underneath disciplined authority and were usually too preoccupied with purging.
But Hansel has not had really anything resembles disciplined authority like a Commissar or Watchmaster, Ruby was really not the authority type, she was too… just too not Commissarish, she was too lenient with everybody.
The smallest thought however pictured his short Rosenrot in a Commissar's uniform, the idea was amusing but also… somehow pleasing to his eyes… maybe he should see Edison about fixing that limiter.
Ruby pov…
"Yahoo!" Ruby cheered to herself as she sped down the halls evading her miffed older loving sister, "I did it! I did it!"
Yang chased after her little sister with red eyes, "You get back here little missy!"
Blake and Weiss were following at a slower pace, a bit annoyed with the youngest member of the team and very annoyed with the blonde brawler of the team.
"Ruby! Yang! Stop running in the halls!" Weiss cried.
"If we get detention because of you two I will beat you over the head with the dictionary!" Blake shouted as she caught up with Yang.
As the energetic love struck teenage girl turned the corner going at her Aura enhanced speed she accidently, almost like Fate itself intended it she slammed right into Julius and Saladin, accidentily tackling the two Imperial boys to the ground.
"Throne damnit." Julius groaned lifting his head up, "I am beginning to question why Hans likes you so much now."
"IdiditIdiditIdidit!" Ruby shouted jumping back up punching the air like she did a touchdown at the Super Griftball Bowl Stadium.
"Pray tell what did you do exactly?" Edison asked pulling the Imperials to their feet with his Mechandrites.
"KISS HANSEL!" Ruby shrieked shaking Julius's shoulders.
"Oh-oh-oh, stop that!" The Armageddon boy snapped brushing her hands off, "You kissed him? Really?"
"After I caught her taking a video of him with everything but a pair of shorts on washing his dog, little pervert." Yang growled catching up to her little sister.
The Imperials stood silently staring at Ruby, who was currently twiddling her thumbs with rosy red cheeks, "Eheheheh…"
Saladin covered his mouth laughing, "Oh good Emperor, really?"
Julius nodded his head, "Thirsty much?"
"I-it was for science!" Ruby sputtered.
"Yeah science alright, in a nice quiet spot maybe Ruby?" Yang said quoting the word science.
"Well in any case, good for you, hopefully that doesn't kick in the Kriegsman's hormone booster." Edison said attempting to walk past the teenagers.
"Woah, woah, woah, what?!" Yang demanded as she stepped in front of the Techpriest.
"Oh shrakk, that's right." Julius muttered rubbing his chin, "Eh, I think he can control himself."
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN!?" Yang shouted with her hair flaring.
"Woah…" Nicholas whispered feeling mesmerized by the golden locks.
The Techpriest grunted so attention was back on him, "Well you see, in an attempt to increase the output of Guardsmen for the Death Korps a special Administratum approved mutation was added to the Vitae Womb to effect the Kriegsmen it produced in an attempt to not rely on the Vitae Womb, this mutation was added to increase their hormone production specifically for… uh, how do I put this delicately?"
"It's meant to make women more fertile and men more potent." Julius said bluntly, "It's because a good thirty five percent of Kriegers are sterile or less potent due to their toxic environment. When the hormone is activated however it puts them in an almost 'heat' like state when they are sexually active. Trust me, when we had the Kreig regiment helping us on Armageddon I walked in on two soldiers going at it and it was just… wow, they were going at it."
Nicholas and Saladin had raised eyebrows, they knew the Imperium will get what it wants in its tithe from every world but this seemed quite unique in raising a regiment.
The girls however were in a range of different emotions.
Yang's jaw nearly disconnected, that boy had to get out of their room now, Ruby is way over her head with this there was no way in hell her sister was going to have babies with this boy anytime soon and she was going to make sure of it.
Weiss was a bright red greatly contrasting with her usual features, she thought she might faint.
Ruby however felt incredibly good about herself. Out of all the girls in Beacon, of all of the more "development" women he picked her to be his girlfriend, to want to… she hid her smile with her hands in mock shock.
Blake had an entirely different reaction.
Blake's mind pov… lemony stuff ahead.
It was a dark night in the Co-ed shower room, the raven haired beauty had just finished a steamy shower, dressing herself up in her yukata nightwear ready to return to her team's dorm room to go to sleep.
However she failed to notice the several figures in the steamy shower room with her.
Before she could react two gas masked Kriegsmen grabbed her by the wrists and pressed her up against the cold tile wall, pinning her in place.
Her eyes frantically darted between the two men and the others that walked towards her; wearing their signature masks, pants and boots yet lacking their trench coats and any upper layer of clothing period, showing off their defined statuesque upper bodies.
One of the masked men stood barely an inch away from her, he roughly grabbed her chin and pulled her bow off revealing her cat ears.
"Aren't you a naughty mutant?" The soldier said, bringing his hand back to slap her right cheek with enough force where it didn't necessarily hurt but get her attention, "You need to be disciplined…"
Blake gasped feeling his large calloused hands move down her waist towards her tied belt, he swiftly untied it and spread open her yukata's folds, exposing her flat stomach and black laced bra and panties.
Her legs clung together suddenly out of the cold breeze that went past her, but the Kriegsman immediately grabbed her by the knees and pulled her legs apart, pressing his warm toned body against hers.
A moan escaped the Faunus girl, the men holding her by the wrists used their free hands to lightly twist and pull her delicate ears, making her whole body shutter and further bend to their will. The cold belt buckle of the Kriegsman made her whimper as it pressed against her belly button.
The third Kriegsman's hands started to roam around her back, his left hand passing over her bra's clip, his thumb and index finger unclipping the scanty clothing, the soldier let it fall to the ground parting his body with her own.
The men holding her down moved their hands from her ears to her breasts and steadily hardening nipples. Blake began to purr as the men fondled her roughly, she started to grind her hips against the third Guardsman's pants, she shot him a pleading look with her amber eyes, biting on her lip as soft groans escaped her.
The man slid his left hand around her thigh, his fingers tangling around her panties, sliding them down as he unbuckled his belt, his hand began to fondle her Bellabooty roughly as he leaned in close, "I should discipline you with this belt, but that can be done later."
Just as he was about to pull his trousers down however Blake was pulled from her imagination by a stumbling Weiss.
Previous pov…
The Heiress suddenly felt herself go light in the head and stumbled into Blake, unknowingly taking the poor girl out of a BDSM fantasy involving several horny Kreigsmen.
"So-sorry Blake, that just- that's just horrible, how could they do that to people?"
Julius shrugged, "What can I say, Kreigsmen like Vahallan Ice Warriors get results."
Edison rolled his metal shoulders a bit, "It's been nice talking to you all again but I am currently searching for your Librarium, could any of you direct me or show me to it?"
"Oh, I can, I go there often." Blake said as she desperately wished no one noticed her zoning out like that.
"Ah good. Lead the way then please." The Techpriest said with a friendly tone.
Yang started running back to the dorms as she felt an urge to punch a certain Kreigsman, "I'm going to kill him!"
Ruby started after her sister, "Don't you dare hurt the father of your nieces!"
"Ruby!"
"I'm talking about in the future Yang!"
Julius and Nicholas nodded their heads, "Strange, strange world we have found ourselves on."
Saladin however decided to be smooth with the Ice Princess by offering his arm out to her, "It seems your team has abandoned you, how rude. May I escort you back to your dorm if you are still feeling light headed?"
Weiss's eyebrows stood up as a red hue blessed her cheeks, "Y-yes, thank you. You're quiet the gentleman."
"My Father raised me well, he said all women must be treated with great care."
Nicholas rolled his eyes muttering in old Vostroyan, "Bullshit."
Julius snickered continuing down the hall, motioning Nicholas to follow him on their exploration of the academy.
Edison/Blake pov…
The Techpriest hummed a small Imperial tune to himself as he walked the lower halls with his raven haired escort, his Mechandrites waved loosely almost like an Octopus's tentacles that are without purpose.
"Many do not traverse these halls I take it?" He asked noticing a cobb web or two along a few of the benches in the hall.
"No, that's why I usually take th-!"
In a flash the Techpriest wrapped his metal hand around Blake's throat and lifted her up into the air, two mechandrites restrained her legs as the Lasmechandrites charge up pointing directly in her face, the Buzz sawmechandrite started whining as it was brought threateningly close to her bow.
"You have a lot to explain, little mutant." Edison ground out with his muffled mechanical voice, his free hand removed her bow to confirm his suspicions.
Okay this was radically less steamy as her fantasy of being exposed as a Faunus, in fact she stared fearfully at the once kind sounding robed cyborg, how in the world did he find out about her ears?!
"You can easily fool any other fleshbag, but my scanners and eyes do not lie. Mutant. Explain why I should not do the Imperium a favor and rid this world and the Human Race of your miserable existence?"
Tears welled in Blake's eyes as she realized very quickly that the man was most certainly not bluffing with her, those cold yellow luminescent eyes bore no sense of comfort, instead they stared at her like a predator to its prey.
"Pl-please?!" Blake begged, "I-I can e-explain!"
Edison loosened his grip ever so slightly, while these people were stronger than they looked he was still confident that two thousand pounds worth of pressure on the neck will pulverize their necks just like anyone else, he also had two charged lasweapons ready to fire and vaporize her head too.
"This right here, this is why!" Blake cried with hot tears streaming down her face, "Why do you hate us?! What did we all do to you to make you hate us so much?"
The Techpriest's eyes softened slightly behind his mask, but strengthened after a second, "That isn't good enough, try again. I've seen plenty of your kind through these walls, why are you hiding?"
Blake sniffled as the buzz saw drew closer, "I-I d-d-d-don't want to be judged, bullied, h-h-hated because of how I was born… I joined the White Fang to make peace, to-to make change! B-but that's all gone! All gone now!"
Edison lowered the girl back to the ground, but keeping his grip on her tight as he felt more information on this White Fang was needed.
"The who?" He asked.
"*Sniff, sniff* A group that wanted to brid-d-ge peace between our races… but now… n-n-n-n-now…" It seems the literal floodgates opened as the raven haired Faunus girl broke down in inaudible uncontrollable sobbing.
That was enough for the Techpriest, she did not seem like the kind to be a traitor, then again none of them seemed like that at first, like the former Warmaster and most trusted son of the Omnissiah.
This girl however, he just failed to see her under the Ruinious banner, perhaps he was just being too kind and trusting, all reason dictated that he should end her life just for the sin of impersonating a Human Being, for the slightest inclination that she could possibly be a traitor.
Damnit, he couldn't do it.
"I will keep this… altercation between us, for now." He said receding his Mechanidrites, "But you will have to come clean about this to your 'friends' someday."
All Blake could do in response was just nod her head without facing the Techpriest.
"But make this clear in your mind, girl." Edison warned, leaning down to her level and pulling her head up to see his masked face, "If you think I am scary, imagine on what the Kriegsman would do if he found out you were a mutant traitor, you'd wish I killed you down here today. He'd be without mercy."
With his warning clear Edison traversed down the lonely hallway, as Blake curled up against a wall, crying her eyes out.
Hansel pov…
"Where is that confounded Techpriest and the others?" Hansel muttered as he went up and down the numerous halls of Beacon, passing by many a student that shrinks back away from the terror in a gas mask.
"You!" Hansel turned around to see… an odd sight most certainly.
The blonde brute he begrudgingly shared a room with was currently standing in a fighting position with her eyes blood red and hair fiery yellow, Ruby was also with her but she had her arms and legs wrapped around the older girl's waist and was as it seems trying to take her sister down with her own weight, but failing miserably.
"Leave my man alone Yang!" The smaller girl shouted trying to choke her older sibling out.
Yang grabbed Ruby's arm and through her off to the side, "I'm going to take you down you pervert!"
Hansel had no idea why exactly he was being insulted and threatened, but he certainly didn't like it. During his time studying he saw how fast this one could move with her Aura and just what sort of damage she could do, damage Hansel had no way of surviving or leaving unharmed.
So it was time to fight smart.
He stood still as the blonde jumped into the air and came soaring towards him. At the closest possible second he moved to the right avoiding her punch, he grabbed her opposite left arm that was cocked up near her shoulder by the wrist, his metal right leg jabbed her in the back of the knee.
Yang tried to throw Hansel over her shoulder with her left arm but he struck her right in between the shoulder blades with his knee, knocking the wind out of her and overextending her left shoulder to near dislocation as he kicked out her other leg to where she was kneeling.
Quickly he grabbed her other wrist and pulled back hard, replacing his knee with the entirety of his leg and pressing down so the blonde's face was to the floor, he upped the pressure in metal leg until he heard her scream.
"STOP!" Yang cried as she felt like her shoulders were being ripped from their sockets.
"Explain yourself." He demanded, keeping his grip firm.
"Hans no!" Ruby cried running up to him, "She didn't mean it I swear!"
"Explain." He said turning his head towards Ruby.
"She's just worried for me is all. We just bumped into the guys and they told us about some hormone thing that makes you… you know… uh…"
"Want to impregnate my sister you bastard!" Yang summed up as she endured the inhuman amount of pain she felt her Aura trying to null out.
Hansel let go of Yang's precarious situation, "And you thought it was a good idea to attack me why? For something I may do?"
Yang was about to raise her fist but a stern look from Ruby kept her hand down, "I over reacted. That's what a big sister does."
"And I love that you care Yang, "Ruby said setting her hands on her sister's sore shoulders gently, "but I am a big girl and I can handle this."
She turned to face Hansel as he stood a good head or two above her, he wordlessly removed his mask and met her eyes, the world around Ruby seemed to shutter as she felt her mind leave her like a flicked light, "Soooo… yeah."
Yang face palmed muttering as she walked away rolling her shoulders.
"Rosenrot," Hansel said grabbing her left hand gently, "what is it you fear from me?"
Ruby's eyes flickered, "I'm not afraid of you Hansel, Yang just overreacted is all. I know you wouldn't do anything to hurt me,"
His heart felt like a monkey wrench just struck it like a drum.
"I know that you care a lot about me, and I care a lot about you too." She stood on her tippy toes and pressed her lips against his cheek.
A faint smile crossed Hansel's face for a moment before it went back to its normal stoic form.
Ruby giggled patting his shoulder, "But no babies for a while okay big guy?"
"Yes Rosenrot. I must seek out the Techpriest, have you seen him?" He asked holding her hand still.
"Oh yeah, he went the library with Blake."
"Thank you my Rosenrot."
After leaving his girlfriend's side his mind began to poke at an idea, 'If I am to impregnate my rose so red in the future then that means we will have to marry, which means she will need a proper uniform for our ceremony.'
Once again he had another request for the Techpriest.
Undisclosed location outside of civilization…
A small Nevermore flew across a barren forgotten stretch of land far from the prying eyes of Mankind, and far from the eyes of the followers of the Four.
It screeched during as it took a radical ninety degree dive down towards a dark and vacant forest, trees with barren branches, devoid of any sense of life. It landed on dry black soil and underwent a sharp change as its beak turned to that of an armored snout with two long tusks curving in front of its face, its wings and talon into hooves that began to trot into a deep Burrow underneath a large dead tree.
As the space grew ever more narrow the strange creature took the form of a long black snake that could slither its way through thin cracks that lead to a larger chamber that held the light source of purple torches.
The creature coiled around itself as it morphed once more into a black and white mass and in a puff of black smoke a humanoid being stepped out with a snarl.
"Priestess…" The Son of Disorder hissed falling to a knee, "I have returned to inform you that the Imperial dogs have made themselves quite comfortable in that schola."
A woman dressed in black, with grayish skin adorned with bright red veins traversing along her arms and her face, her hair was tied into that of a ponytail, her eyes red like that of blood, a strangely friendly smile crossed her lips as she turned towards the Son of Disorder.
"Is that all, Malignous?" She asked with an oddly gentle voice.
"The Forces of the Four are unaware of their part in His game, they believe they still have power here, unaware of how truly weak they are."
The woman let a dry laugh escape her throat as she walked towards the Malalian follower with her hand extended towards him, "You've done enough traveling for the day, rest with your brothers, you must be tired."
Malignous took her outstretched hand and nuzzled it with his face mask, "Yes Maiden Salem, you are most kind."
"I am kind to all of my darling children." She purred planting a kiss on the Malalian follower's white bone helmet. Malignous stood up and started to seep back into the shadows of the room waving one last time to the Priestess of Malal.
Salem herself blew a kiss to her faithful little soldier, they grow up so fast. How nice of Ozpin to gather the follower of the Golden Corpse in one place for her, it's almost like he's making it easy for her. The followers of the Four were in a closer position than originally anticipated, no matter, they were close enough to the city and were gathering in enough strength to where they'd feel like they have actual power in the world when in all actuality it was just another illusion to lull them into a sense of comfort.
So that when the pieces were ready to be moved, they'd put them in check, poised to wipe them out with a flick of the wrist, oh the irony was making her skin crawl in the nicest ways, the Lord of Anarchy shall be pleased.
Edison pov…
"Damnit." The Techpriest muttered, it had been well over fifteen minutes since he confronted the mut- since he humiliated Blake. The Imperium made hard people, it bred near robotic soldiers that slaughtered without having to question whether or not what they did was moral.
So why in the Omnissiah's name is he so frustrated about that poor thing crying herself numb in the hallway? He did what was right, he needed to see if what he was dealing with was some sort of mutant spy planning an uprising, a possible Chaos insurgent behind Imperium friendly lines.
But it just broke his half metal heart thinking about the poor girl.
His metal fingers started tapping on the wooden library table, while he was busy drowning in his own moral dilemma his mechanical part of his mind was busy scanning the numerous history text books and books on the Dust mineral, scanning them all to review in depth later. In any case it might hold the riddles to when this civilization became separated from the Imperium.
Maybe some recaf will help clear his mind.
"Techpriest."
"Frakking- damnit Kreigsman!" Edison swore as he nearly jumped out of his chair, the damn boy just snuck up an inch from him and scared the every loving hell out of the Martian man.
"My apologies, you were deep in thought. But I have two requests for you."
After calming down from his recent jump scare Edison tilted his head at Hansel, "What is it that you require Guardsman?"
"My emotion limiter is broken and I need it fixed."
Edison nodded, scratching underneath his own gas mask, "That shouldn't be too hard to do, but are you sure you want it fixed?"
"How do you mean?" Hansel asked scrunching his eyebrows underneath his mask.
"Well it would defiantly zero you out, but you have a girlfriend, you wouldn't have feelings for her with that filter fixed. So are you sure you want it fixed?"
Hansel stared at the Martian for a full minute, students passed by giving the two already strange looking men strange looks as they stood as still as statues, "Bu-but I need to have it fixed. The Commissar wou-"
"Kid, there ain't no Commissars, Watchmasters, or even Ubermasters around here. Tell you what, you think on it for a few days, I'll get the necessary materials for it just in case you want it but come and find me after you make your decision. You're a man, you make your own decisions."
Hansel hadn't thought of that, he would no longer feel feelings for his Rosenrot, no longer enjoying smelling her strawberry perfume, no longer holding her hand, no longer kissing her. But his duty, life and soul was for the Emperor, his service to his God Emperor and the Imperium to pay for his ancestor's sins of betrayal.
"Ahem," Hansel looked up from the ground, "the other thing you needed."
"Oh," Hansel dug around in his coat and brought out his journal, "I have the basic sketches for… a gift."
Edison looked at the book curiously, reaching out with his metal fingers he gripped the small leather book and begun to feel a smile tug at his wrinkled old lips.
The Kriegsman did care about this girl after all.
"You want a uniform and a necklace? Alright, I'll get tight to work on this uniform for you Hans."
Hansel saluted the Techpriest, receiving a similar salute in return along with his book, he departed the library in his regular march-like walk, his heart abuzz with the prospects of presenting his gift to Ruby in the future, wishing to see her smiling face and further more to see her in something so… right.
But his heart also bore some pain, making the previous pleasure bitter sweet. Will love or duty eventually triumph? Only time would tell, right now he wanted to find Julius and catch up on things.
Hours later…
The five Imperials gathered by the guest dorm room as requested by Ozpin as he was also there to address them.
"Tomorrow is a weekend day, that is when we will do a physical examination for the five of you since my staff is free that day."
"Why didn't you do a Physical test on Hans before we got here?" Julius asked with a raised brow gesturing to his best friend.
"I was going to commission one but I didn't believe he'd be that physically different from average humans on Remnant, but considering now that four other humans from vastly different worlds just popped up from out of nowhere I am now evermore curious at what differences you might physically have."
"That is wise." Edison said nodding his head, "Guardsmen from different worlds may have greater physical strength than others because of their homeworld's differentiating gravity, some are even immune to some diseases or fair better in different climates."
"It's a bit warm here." Nicholas said unbuttoning some of his brass buttons.
Saladin however pulled his wrappings tighter, "Warm? More like chilly."
Hansel and Julius just shrugged, trench coats with built in cooling systems are baller. Edison was wearing a winterized Techpriest uniform true but he also had control over how hot and cold he would be, so pretty much Nicholas and Saladin got the short end of the stick here.
Ozpin nodded noticing the vast differences in the men's attire, "Good night, oh before I forget. I came up with your team name already but it will be official tomorrow."
"What's the name?" Julius asked with enthusiasm.
"Jashin, team Jashin."
"Sounds awesome," Nicholas nodded, "I remember there being something about beds?"
Ozpin smiled opening the door, revealing four beds along the walls.
Like ships in light speed the Vostroyan and Tallarnan dolphin dived into the beds of their choosing, landing face first and in Nicholas's case hitting the wall, but he paid the pain no mind as he enjoyed the feeling of a cotton blanket and spongy bed just for him.
The Headmaster left the odd bunch of Imperials as they started to explore the room they were just given. Julius however noticed something weird, "Wait, where are you sleeping Hans?"
"The floor tomorrow, I still have tonight left in RWBY's dorm."
"That makes no sense!" Nicholas's muffled cry came from his pillow, "Why are you going back tonight, to a room full of women you aren't bedding!?"
"I am still a part of their team until tomorrow and my things are in their room."
"That's such groxshrakk." The Vostroyan complained with his head still buried in his pillow.
Hansel ignored the Vostroyan turning towards his friend, "Julius, I need to speak with you outside the dorm."
Julius nodded following Hansel outside the dorm, closing the door so the others wouldn't be able to hear them clearly, "What'cha need lady killer?"
Hansel stared at him confused for a second, but ignored it, "I have just discovered that my emotion limiter filter was disconnected from my main breathing tube."
"Oh, does Edison know? I thin-"
"The Techpriest knows but he said something. Said that I had a choice in repairing it. He said that it would be back to regulation, but I would not feel anything for my Rosenrot with it active."
Julius rolled his eyes nodding his head to the sides, "Ahhhh, you Kriegans are so funny. Dude, you like the girl, that's evident. But your damn knitpicky nature of adhering to regulation is just bugging ya. Here's my advice as you kameraden. Just fix the thing, but have Eddy include some sort of switch off thingy."
"What?"
"Fix it so it is to regulation, but add something to it so you can switch it off and enjoy yourself with your girl. Seriously it's that simple man."
Hansel started to stammer, "Bu-but that would n-not be within reg-gualtion though!"
"Okay," Julius sighed with exhaustion, "I order you, as your technical superior starting tomorrow, to fix the damn filter to where it can be shut off, if by some cosmic chance a frakking Commissar walked through the bloody door I will take responsibility for explaining how and why that alteration holds battlefield necessity."
Hansel blinked at his friend through his eyepieces, "Thank you Julius."
"No problem," He replied patting Hansel's shoulder, "just get some sleep, I have a feeling we're doing a frakkton of exercise tomorrow, not that it'll be too much trouble for a Todeskommando like yerself."
Hansel bid Julius an Imperial farewell salute, as well as doing their secret Aquilia handshake that they created back on Armageddon.
RWBY's dorm…
Yang sat fuming on her bed, she did not like getting out maneuvered by Hansel, it irked her that someone like him just managed to pin her like she was some child. It was unnerving that a ma- boy without an aura could do that, but she also knew those muscles were for more than just to entertain Ruby.
Ruby.
She looked over to where she- what the hell is she wearing!? Yang knew damn well that Ruby did not wear those strawberry printed shorts under any occasion, not even when it was a hot night without AC.
The older sibling squinted at her younger, "So sis, why are you wearing those shorts?"
"Hmm?" Ruby asked looking up from where she was by the dresser, "Oh, all of my night time pants are going to the wash, this is all I had."
"What are you putting under Weiss's bed?" The blonde further questioned.
Ruby raised a brow at her sister's question, "Just a little something something I'm working on."
"What exactly?"
"Just a prototype weapon." Ruby said as she bent down and pushed the rectangular piece of equipment further towards the wall, half of her waist going under the Heiress's bed.
Right on cue as Hansel silently opened the door.
Yang immediately sent a glare his way, of course he didn't notice as he was staring directly at Ruby's butt as she wiggled herself out from underneath the Heiress's bed, her shirt had for the most part rolled up to where it covered her breasts but didn't leave much for the Kriegsman to imagine.
On the outside it looked like he was curiously staring at Ruby surfacing from underneath the bed, on the inside a bright streak of red stretched across the Kriegsman's face, 'My God Emperor!'
After fully surfacing from the underneath the Heiress's bed the young energetic Huntress in Training stared right up at Hansel, "HANS!"
In a flash of rose petals she glomped him linebacker hard, sending the both of them just outside the dorm.
'Throne.' Hansel thought as he looked up to see his waifu staring into his eyepieces.
"Hi." She said with a giggle.
"Rosenrot?"
"Yes~"
"As much as I like having you at my side, I'd like to get up and get ready for bed."
She pecked him on the mask before rolling off to the side, "Get moving soldier!"
Hansel sat up on his elbows, watching as his Rosenrot walked away from him, in those ridiculously tiny shorts, slowly, like she was doing it deliberately, and for some reason he really really liked looking at her from behind.
In the Warp…
The Emperor nodded his head but raised his thumb, "Boy's thirsty."
Slaanesh laughed slapping its knees, "I love how mortal teenagers act, it brings me such joy when they discover themselves."
Khorne sighed, "Not enough blood."
Nurgle popped several space chips into his mouth, "Such a healthy figure, someone drinks their milk…it's the only thing that can beat several hundred of my plagues, too bad for your Humans the original cow race died out so many millennia ago."
"Bitch," The Emperor said crossing his arms, "I'll be right back."
In a flash the Emperor's magnificent form vanished like a flicked light switch, leaving the ugly fucks of the Warp on the giant Warp couch alone.
"Anyone inviting the last Eldar Gods here to watch the show?" Khorne asked clicking the pause button.
Tzeentch nodded his ever changing heads to the side, "No, they said they wouldn't come because of the whole, Slaanesh eating most of them after destroying thousands of Eldar worlds like they were fucking Coke cans underneath a tank's treads. They also believe Slaanesh will eat them."
Slaanesh laughed nervously, "It's not that I find them delicious, but I would punch a puppy through its asshole to eat one of them."
"You sick cunt," Khorne muttered in shock, "I even find that horrifying."
"What really? I'm a sick cunt for not caring about a puppy, but you are alright being the God of murder and war?!"
"And honor, everyone forgets that. I wouldn't even kill a puppy, perhaps mutate it but even then that is fucked." Khorne said nodding his head.
"Well the Eldar Gods do taste good, like Lelith, Isha's daughter. She was sweet but also with a hint of spice, kind of like a cream cheese and jalapeno pepper wrapped in bacon.
The Chaos Gods stared at Slaanesh with scrunched up eyebrows, nodding their heads.
"I can't believe you compared eating a child to my favorite snack." Tzeentch muttered with crossed arms.
"WHAT?!" Slaanesh screeched.
Nurgle shook violently in disgust, "That's fucked up even for me."
Mork and Gork, whom recently joined the party by bringing in an offering of Celestial Nachos Supreme stuck their tongue's out at Slaanesh, "Eatin' youngins' alive iz gross!"
Emperor's TTS pov…
After returning back to his decaying body on the Golden Throne the Emperor got right to work shouting out with his text to speech device, "Captain Sparkle Dick!"
An exasperated sigh came from the poor Captain General, "Yes my Lord?"
"Did you get what I wanted from the freezer?"
Kitten waved the other Custodes to bring forth a giant cryogenic case, "What's exactly in this thing my Lord? I can't get a good look?"
"Thaw him out and let me do the brain wash- I mean talking… yeah brainwashing."
A few minutes passed by and eventually the Captain General got a good look at what or more appropriately whom was in the box, "Is that who I think it is?!"
Magnus the big nerdy bitch also took a look and immediately jumped back, "Is that Knight Sergeant Nihlus of the Dark Angels! I thought he was on Caliban when it was destroyed!"
"He was, but I managed to save his life." The Emperor said as the cryostasis chamber started to reboot the Marine's vitals.
"But why Father?" Magnus asked with his one eye wide with surprise.
"I knew that Nihlus was one of the best Deathwing Knights Lion El'Jonson had, I had at one time oversaw a hunt Nihlus did when we were on the Great Crusade and saw immense potential. So when things started going to ship I gathered who I wanted when I could incase I needed to use them for later."
"What great purpose then could you possibly have now that would require Nihlus out now?" Kitten asked as he poked the stasis case.
"I will be sending him to Remnant, along with some other Imperial forces to help even the odds for the boys."
"Really?" Magnus asked, "You and the Gods are in a never ending war with each other, you have literally thousands of other places to have your battles yet you and them decide to sit down and watch a fucking show from where you send in your own forces to influence a turn of events that have nothing to do with the Galaxy!?"
"When did I ever tell you that Remnant had nothing to do with the fate of the Galaxy you one eyed book fucker?" The Emperor mocked, "It has everything to do with the mother fucking Galaxy."
"What? How?" Kitten asked shaking his head, "The other Custodes and I, and Magnus, have been watching the show too and I fail to see what it could possibly do with the fate of the damn Galaxy!"
"Who is the fucking Emperor?"
Magnus sighed, "You."
Kitten cheered, "You are my Lord!"
"And who knows best?" The Emperor asked with a neutral tone.
"You do my Lord!" Kitten said with the other Custodes.
Magnus tried to argue, "Bu-"
But the Emperor got livid for a second, "Horus… Heresy, psychic wall."
"Fine. You do."
The Custodes Karstodes raised his hand, "Begging the Emperor's pardon, but shouldn't you tell us? At least in the near future to break the secrets habit? Considering that it... also caused... th-the Heresy."
"I can't even come up with an entendre but I still support my brothers claim." The oiled up Wamudes said meekly.
"NO!" The Emperor proclaimed, "All of you will want to get involved. And I don't want this to escape into another Battle of Terra like scenario, which is something I do not want again. Trust me, besides they will be receiving more Space Marines in a small force in the coming weeks."
Magnus face palmed as he still did not understand the grand scheme of things, "Why not just send a Guardsman regiment or a Marine detachment? They'd still be out numbered!"
"Did I just not reference the Battle of Terra? Are you becoming deaf?" The Emperor asked his condescending still angsty son, "All of Humanity even the adorable Faunus people count as my forces since they are humans. So this is only fair to the other forces to let them have some breathing room."
"WHAT?!" Magnus screamed.
Kitten also scratched his head, "Why do you want to be fair to the Chaos Gods exactly? And what does this one small planet have to do with it?"
"If I told you what is on that planet it would ruin the surprise for the characters on the show, let's just say it has the power to either save or completely annihilate the Imperium of Man and or subdue the Chaos Gods so they are under control by me." The Emperor said with immense vagueness, "I will however tell you that the Gods and I all agreed to a certain number and types of things we can send to Remnant, even Chaos has their limits to what they can send."
"How in the ever loving FUCK do the four Gods have limits on one planet?!" Magnus cried with confusion.
"Because, the planet is not theirs it belongs to the Outcast."
Immediately Magnus's eye shot open with surprise, "Th-that's impossible!"
"The who?" Kitten and the Custodes asked completely lost.
"The Outcast Malal, or Malice, whatever the fuck his name is. He is in control of that planet and the dark secret that holds the key to saving or destroying the Imperium. That planet is covered in one of his Warp storms, only it is not visible, it just seems like a black hole. It therefore limits the power of the Chaos Gods there as it blocks them out and limits their sorcerer's abilities to conjure up Warp influenced sorcery."
"So… Aura truly isn't a Psyker's power? Then how are they able to use their souls like that?" Magnus asked exasperated.
"Since I hold some influence on Remnant I was able to lend the Humans and adorable Faunus peoples a mere half percentage of my power to give them a fighting chance against Malice's Daemonic spawn."
"THOSE ARE DAEMONS!?" The Custodes and Magnus shouted with shock.
"Experimental Daemons yes," The Emperor explained, "he has been using the planet as a testing ground since the before the Hours Heresy on that former Human colony, after finding out about it I made him a deal, if I left him alone and let him test his new horde of Daemons on the people of Remnant then he'd promise to take on Chaos from a second front, relieving us of some pressure."
Magnus cringed grinding his teeth, "That… sounds… somewhat reasonable."
"But I also told him that the Humans would receive aid from me so that they are not easily beaten by his creatures, he actually liked the idea because he believed that his experiment would prove inconclusive if the Humans were easily bested, since it wouldn't truly be a test and just a waste of time. Of course however it's not like I want his beasts to win in the end, as he will eventually lose his patience and attack Chaos anyways or violate his end of the deal and thus get the same abuse as the other Chaos fuckers."
"I guess that sounds like a good idea my Lord." Kitten conceded, "So when will you send him?"
"Two days. Now, all of you leave the room, it will take me awhile to properly reconfigure his mind."
RWBY's dorm…
Hansel stared up at the eggshell ceiling with now a more secure mind, the answers to the simple problems seemed to have their answers for now, and now he was no longer alone in a world of those ignorant to the Emperor's light.
But how long was this to last?
He knew all too well that there has to be a reason a Kriegsman was to suddenly be dropped upon what could be seen as a possible paradise world, so why in all that is Golden and holy is he on this world?
How long until cities start to burn? How long until people would die in mass droves, the sweet natural climate turned sour and barren like the surface of Krieg? How long before he'd see the telltale signs of corruption? Would he and his comrades even be able to stop it?
The soft thump of feet hitting the carpeted floor drew the Kriegsman from his thoughts, before he could fully turn his head to look at where the noise originated from a familiar face was already sliding down next to him with two pillows in between her arm.
"Hi Hans," Ruby whispered setting a pillow down for herself, "want a pillow?"
Hansel nodded his head no as he start to undo his coat, he pulled Ruby closer as they both spread his coat out for the both of them. Ruby put the pillows under her sides so lying on the ground wouldn't be so bad, she immediately tucked herself underneath Hansel's right arm, making herself quiet snug and comfortable.
"Goodnight." She whispered, in his ear, "Uh wait… can I… can you open up your shirt a little bit?"
Hansel removed his mask with a raised eyebrow, "Why?"
"…. I just kinda… want to feel your abs." She responded with rosy red cheeks.
Adhering to her somewhat odd request Hansel did unbutton his fatigues and spread the shirt open.
"Ooooooohhhhhh," Ruby whispered as she shamelessly ran her hands across Hansel's upper body, "that's sooooo nice."
Hansel cuffed the back of her head and gave her a kiss, "Guten nacht mein Rosenrot."
Ruby snickered pecking him back, "Whatever you say Hans."
The title "Chibi Korps of RWBY" appears suddenly, the main cast appears on screen. Saladin appears next to Weiss waving his Khalig sword, Nicholas appears in a headlock via Yang. Julius is seen waving an Imperial flag on top of the rose emblem, while Hansel is seen carrying Ruby bridal style as she waves.
Scene 1.
Chibi's Hansel and Julius decided to go shopping for decorations for a Remnant holiday that required children to dress up as either horrendous monsters or as some slutty looking character for the holiday call Hunter's Eve.
Chibi Hansel looked at three isles dedicated to a holiday that seemed much more positively festive then the supposedly spooky event, "What is this, Huntsmas?"
Chibi Julius looked between the lighter more friendly department aisle and the one dedicated to the holiday they were shopping for, "I remember Coco talking about this one, but this is not supposed to be happening until another holiday comes around, the hell is this?"
The two Guardsmen tried to find more things suited for the current holiday that was fast approaching, but they could only find things in one aisle that was towards he end of the store.
"What sort of Grox shrakk is this?!" Chibi Julius demanded.
"Well its not like it matters, we could just go as ourselves for this Hunter's Eve." Chibi Hansel said with a shoulder shrug.
"No! No, I refuse to let that be the case, this holiday isn't being celebrated the right way, this has to be heresy somewhere! This is unjust that a holiday must be celebrated with no enthusiasm!"
Chubi Hansel smacked him over the head, "You only care because Coco promised to wear something skimpy. Quit acting like you will go on a crusade."
"But its supposed to be really sexy." Chibi Julius muttered as they picked up a few Hunter's Eve decorations.
Transition 1.
Chibi Nicholas charges into the camera and promptly falls down moaning weakly, "Blin."
Scene 2.
"Hey Nicholas?" Chibi Pyrrha asked poking her head into JHSN's dorm room, "I was thinking of picking up on Imperial war tactics and martial arts, what is Vostroya's main battle strategy?"
Chibi Nicholas sat for a second and started to remember the infamous tactic Vostroya uses:
"RUSH B CYKA!" The Chibi Vostroyan Commissar shouted charging forward with his sword raised
"CYKA BLAT!" A Chibi Vostroyan shouted as he sprayed and prayed with his lasgun.
"OY BLIN!" Another Chibi Vostroyan screamed as he ducked underneath a rocket.
"SOOKA JEBANI!" Another random Chibi Vostroyan shouted with a raised bayonet.
"IDINAUHI! TY CYKA!" Another Chibi Vostroyan shouted dual wielding laspistols.
"YOB TVAYOU MAT!" Chibi Nicholas shouted chucking a grenade towards the enemy.
Chibi Nicholas shook his head, "Eh, try Julius on actual tactics."
Transition 2.
Chibi Kel waves a Tau banner from side to side.
Scene 3.
Chibi Kel Lotesh in his full Tau Firewarrior armor walks up to a house and knocks on the door with some flyers in his hand, "Hello do you have to time to discuss the Greater Good?"
The door promptly slammed right in his face.
"Oh." The Tau muttered with disappointment.
The camera skips to him knocking on another house's door, "Hello do-"
The door slams in his face.
"-have time-" Again a door slams in his face.
"to-"
"talk-"
"about-"
"the-"
"Fuck it!" He shouted tossing his flyers in the air.
Transition 3.
Chibi Hansel somersaults into view with his bolt pistol raised scanning side to side, and runs off screen.
Scene 4.
Chibi Ruby walked up to a house wearing a giant cookie costume, "Trick or treat!" She chimed at a door.
Chibi Torchwick frowned looking through his house's, "Little Red. Heh, I won't give her any candy."
A crash was heard from the back and standing in the doorway was the Chibi Eversor Assassin and Chibi Hansel, "Cannnnnnnddddddyyyyyyyy!"
"I will tear out your finger nails."
All color left Chibi Roman as he opened the door and handed a whole bowl over to Ruby.
Transition 4.
Chibi Julius rides across the screen in his tank "Yarrick's Fury" with his sword pointing forward.
Scene 5.
Chibi Julius held placed down a Hunter's Eve pumpkin with a Chimera tank carved on its face, "Ha, this will surely win the pumpkin carving competition."
Chibi Saladin placed his pumpkin next to Julius, his design being that of Tallarn Desert Raiders sigil, "Sorry my friend but this pumpkin shall surely win."
Chibi Nicholas bellowed with Laughter showing off his pumpkin with a bear carved into it, "No, I am Cheeki Breeki you cykas, my pumpkin shall win."
Chibi Hansel however walked past the three of them with his pumpkin and showed it to Chibi Knight Sergeant Nihlus.
"By Holy Terra! No one could possibly our do this!"
The three Guardsmen saw the front of Hansel's pumpkin and nearly fainted in envy.
As his design was the God Emperor of Mankind facing off against the Warmaster Horus Lupercal.
Hansel accepted his ribbon and looked to the screen, "Monoknives are good for carving."
Transition 5.
Sly Marbo flies from the far end of the screen and smashes right through the glass shouting, "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-"
Scene 6.
Chibi Montresor and the other four Chibi Chaos Champions stood in front of a massive Chaos army that spanned an entire valley, with tanks and troop carriers filled to the brim with merciless warriors of the Blood God.
"Today we shall burn a path across this world so bright the Eye of Terror itself will look upon it with joy! Whole mountains shall crumble beneath your march, the followers of the Corpse Emperor shall fall beneath you as you destroy everything they love!" Chibi Montresor shouted with his fist clenched.
The thousands of cultists cheered with psychotic Chaos induced fanaticism, there was nothing that could possibly stand in their way now.
From the sky however came down a man they were all familiar with, the cultist army inhaled sharply but stood ready with their weapons in hand, sneering at the Catachan Sly Marbo.
"Not this time Loyalist Dog!" Montresor declared summoning some Warp power, the other Champions surround Sly with their powers and weapons flared, "We have you surrounded and outnumbered, what hope do you have now?"
Sly Marbo simply snapped his fingers, and all of the sudden fiery explosions appeared from out of nowhere, the smoke cleared revealing the full Legion of the Damned and the Angry Marines staring down at the Chaos worshippers.
The Chaos Horde collectively started to cry at the sheer insane amount of assfucking coming their way.
"Oh fuck me." Montresor moaned.
"Titty sprinkles!" Caligularii cried with fear.
Sly Marbo raised his fist shouting his famous warcry, "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-"
"FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-"
The Marines shouted as they laid utter waist to the Chaos Horde without a single shred of mercy.
And there we have a wrap folks, took me awhile didn't it? Ugh, I've just been swamped with things to do, the bright side is that I got this Kaplan ASVAB book to help me study, its nice and thick and full of fucking science and math I haven't fucked around with since fucking school, sigh, the things I do for love of Country.
Speaking of which Daddy God Emperor Trump is our new President Elect, I got to tell y'all its been so funny watching all of the saltiness from the other side, but honestly its getting sad to me to watch adults behaving like Middle School children. But it is so worth watching the SJWs, political elites from both sides of the aisle writhe in anguish over their defeat. I have to tell them a little secret however as to why our God Emperor here won and why crooked Hillary and her heretics didn't win.
We simply got sick of this SJW mentality, we are sick of being called all of the meanest words in the book simply because we don't see eye to eye on social issues, because what I have seen in colleges, hell, even in my old high school was soon to be adults or adults acting like fucking children crying to teacher because someone didn't agree with them. If they hadn't noticed every time they called President Elect Trump racist, homophobic, xenophobic, misogynistic, it actually increased the amount of people supporting him, to demonstrate why all of those words are bullshit I was swayed to support Trump by a fabulously gay Greek-Brit that only fucks black guys named Milo Yiannopoulos, a immigrant, homosexual catholic, how fucking ironic right?
Also, that video of him and Billyboy that was released, my mates and I said far worse shit in the football locker room, men from 18- death say even worse, so don't act like you have a fucking halo on your head, we all know you got your jollies from that mind pov, I had to read some Fifty Shades of Grey fanfic to come up with a BDSM scene like that and you know what I know you liked it.
Ironically CNN and Fox News also helped make me decide on Trump, because if he can piss off the elitists of both sides of the aisle, the people that look down on folks like me and the rest of the Deplorables then he has my vote. He wants to build up our Military so we aren't having to scavenge from museums for plane parts, build a wall to protect our border and shut down the Cartel's trade routes, renegotiate our trade deals so we aren't getting the shit end of the stick, he wants us to stop pussyfooting in the Middle East like we have been these last eight years with our weak non-aggressive rules of engagement? Then by all means do it and fuck the establishment.
I knew he would win because the Internet fell in love with him, Memes became political cartoons, and when Pepe was labeled a hate symbol, I knew they fucked up and the wrath of the Internet would be unleashed. Dicks out for Harambe and free Pepe.
I don't know if you nay sayers have heard this yet but Putin himself has said that Russia is now willing and ready to reopen relations with us, holy fuck, that was unexpected because we were at each other's throats for awhile there. The Philippines, the nation my Grandmother on my Mother's side of the family cut relations with us weeks ago but are now discussing about reopening them. That right there is a lot of fucking progress and he just won and is two and a half months away from assuming office.
Now I know there will be people that want to go all SJW on me after reading this, frankly I don't care anymore because I'm sick of those people bullying me and everyone else with a different opinion, acting like he is a God Emperor and would do something like repeal all the shit they like, which is honestly bullshit. I saw a different less confrontational Donald that night at the election, all I have to say is give 'em a chance after having your fit over not getting what you wanted for the election.
Hell, when Lincoln was elected he didn't win the popular vote and a Civil War started because of him, ironic since he's now one of the first things people think of when America comes to mind.
Don't like my views? Then either kindly fuck off and be triggered and not read my fanfics anymore or just ignore my views and read on, enjoy yourself, I just needed to rant for a bit.
On a less political note to those that are interested the next Skulls and Roses should be out shortly.
