Within the Himialyzians, 2nd Legion Training Grounds, 6 years later

Atripox grunted as the first blow impacted his Training sword, Across from him was his Brother and friend Ecrsiks or known as Ecrsiks the Madman, The man was unusually strong for his age and yet, Atripox was also unusually gifted being a Centurion within the Grey-fetters clan, But the Legion was small only 600 Battle-Brothers strong at the time, But their training was nearing Completion the Warriors could feel it, Atripox parried aside another blow from Ecrsiks.

"Come on brother, You can hit harder than that!" Atripox mocked playfully towards his friend who pretended to get angry but relished the Challenge.

"Perhaps, But it's likely for you to talk with your mouth full at Breakfast!" Atripox blushed heavily at that remark, While it was unbefitting of a Space Marine such as him to show some Outward Emotion, He has a hard time restraining his emotions.

"ATTENTION! EMPEROR ON DECK!" A battle-brother shouted, The Legionnaires quickly went into Parade ground formation, Reacting with such speed that not a Single Battle-brother was out of alignment or place, Even as the Emperor himself walked forth, Inspecting the Battle-brothers before speaking.

"I am proud of all of you. Now your time has come. All of you are to take training 10,000 New Recruits. You will be given your own fleet and Auxiliaries, With Centurion Atripox being Legion Master." The Emperor declared As the Legion suddenly bellowed Cries of joy and with firm Vigor even as the Legion boarded the Ramp, The Emperor stopped Atripox who was confused.

"Need something, Sire?" He asked As the Emperor handed a Familiar Pistol now Resized into a Bolt Pistol the shocked Atripox looked up at the Emperor before he knelt before him, Swearing Allegiance and re-affirming his love for the Father-Emperor.

"Now Go, Atripox of the Hidden Vale, Bring Honor and Glory to the Imperium." Atripox nodded and left, Boarding the last Thunder-hawk Transport, Wearing Crusader Pattern Mark 2 Power Armor, Left for the Stars, Their first Conflict Zone will be near Sol itself: Necromunda System…

Gallia, Within the Hel'Forth Tribal Lands.

Vercingetoron stood with his Warriors, In the six years since he had arrived here and with his Parents help mastered everything His tutors could grant unto him, Now… The Avernni was here to plunder their lands, Alluci was being held Captive, But the Primarch had powerful Oratory and Military Leadership, He used this to build up a Sizeable Alliance and built a Nation-state Called The Cal'diar Kingdom, Now His Friend and Ally Ceno was sweeping around the Avernni Lines silently freeing Hel'forth Prisoners of War and preparing for when Vercingetoron's 5,000 Warriors Clash with the Avernni's 10,000 Warriors.

"MEN OF CAL'DIAR! THE KINGDOM, YOUR HOMES, YOUR FAMILIES NEEDS YOU! WILL YOU ANSWER?!" Vercingetoron roared in Defiance and his Warriors roared back in equal fury.

"WE WILL ANSWER THE WILL OF THE GODS!" With that final Roar, The Warriors charged, The Hel'Forth found Ancient Autogun Weaponry that gave the Hel'forth an advantage, Only 200 guns were made in time, Old Bolt Action Rifles, Vercingetoron also drilled and trained 5,000 Men, 200 of which are Rifle-armed Soldiers.

Now, Steel met steel, The Hel'Forth instead of hiding behind walls, Fought well in the Open, And it was here that the Primarch Unveiled a Nasty Surprise for his Enemy: He also found 20 Light Tanks of an Unknown Age and Pattern, But he didn't care and the Tanks aided his Calvary in freeing the Prisoners before the Cavalry and tanks charged into the Rear of the Enemy's lines, It was 5 Brutal hours, And the Avernni Refused to break, Only by a split-second shot from a Rifleman who killed the Avernni King did they either routed or surrendered en-masse to the vengeful men of the Cal'dir 1st Infantry Division…

Meanwhile on Yestha'r, 2nd Legion Staging Grounds on Necromunda Primus.

Atripox watched from his Strategium as the Assault by the 900,000 man force of Mortal Auxilia launched their attack with Squads of Legionary Combat, Destroyer and Assault Squads in support of their offensives, They were still 600 battle-brothers but thankfully their new recruits has been a huge boon all of them from Franc and Jermi regions.

"Brothers! Forward!" Atripox heard over the Vox as Ecrsiks Led the Warriors of the 1st Company in his Assault, The curses and the fury of his Voice emboldened even the Staunchest Imperial Army Soldier.

'You know brother, I'd appreciate it if you weren't blowing my Damned Ears out.' Atripox spoke over the Vox to Escrisks who was currently beating the fuck out of an Incoming Enemy Infantry assault which was torn to Bloody Shreds by the Spartan Assault Tanks and Demios Pattern Land Raider and Predator tanks rolled forward, Their Weapons spat forth death and destruction.

"Sorry Brother, You know me- ENEMY HEAVY INFANTRY! BROTHER Voretoviros! Move your Assault Marines close to them and destroy them!"

Atripox rolled his eyes even as he directed bomber support towards Escriks' Postion alongside the 18th and 17th Companies, Which Escriks' Is the Commander of the 2nd "Grey Spiders" Clan Company, Whose Burnished Grey metal Armor had been Colored Orange, To Symbolize the Fall Seasons that once was part of Terra.

"Looks like the Enemy is giving up." Imperial Army General Friedrich Von Palaus said as Atripox looked at the man from Jermei, His Brown hair and Blue eyes perfectly Compliments his 32 years of age, The man had been a great Asset to even Atripox who submitted quite a bit to the General's intuition.

"For now." Atripox said deciding to take to the Battle-front, He left his Crusade Power Armor hissing with the Motion of him moving, As he boarded his Land-Raider he froze on the spot eyeing a Group of boys who were part of the Necromundian Lower Class, Reminding himself everything is for Them, He ordered his Officers to select from amongst the Youths of Necromunda, These Yestha'r Youths will integrate nicely into the Legion and Actually would allow them to reach 12,000 Battle-brothers…

The Emperor's Gloriana Class-Battleship, Blucharpus, His Personal Quarters.

The Emperor sat on his bed, Reading over reports, The 2nd Legion had successfully brought Yestha'r into Compliance and More importantly Gained Fresh Recruits carving out a small personal realm, He knew the Warriors were getting ever closer to becoming a True Legion, But the Emperor is quickly defeating the Enemies of Mankind along his route to the Oroboro's Star Cluster, Within the Segementum that is bound to be named Sol.

"My Lord we're approaching the world codified X-39-34." The Emperor looked up to see Constantin Valdor reporting to him, The Emperor nodded and stood up, Grabbing his war-blade time for him to fight another battle on the Long road to find The Lord of the 2nd Legion…

Hey, Guys! Simmer here And Hope y'all had a Nice Xmas, I am currently releasing this Chapter before I go off and do whatever it is I do for Call of RWBY's Next Chapter, Chapter 3 will focus a bit more on The 2nd Legion and then It's relations with the other new Legions, But There's a Legion that they really dislike, It's of course the Iron Warriors and their dislike is liken to that of the Imperial Fists Hatred of The Iron Warriors, Stay tuned for more Later.

Signed Simmer.