RWBY 40k – Salem, Mistress of Inquisition.

Ep 40: The Golgothan Slaughter.

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Angron was furious. Not furious because of his Butcher Nails but furious because he has to wait for his mother to find a solution about removing them. Despite her apologizing to him. He was still furious. But the main reason was something more… despicable in his eyes.

At this moment, he was exiting the throne room where he encountered his father the God-Emperor of Mankind. Always the same: go somewhere and destroy this Xeno, go somewhere else and brought this human world under compliance. Never asking him what he is feeling today. If he is okay. No. Never that. Only his own mother in the entire galaxy asks this kind of question. When the Emperor doesn't seem to be interested in his health when the other Primarch looks at him either by fear or contempt.

Angron encountered his friend: Jochura, now his right hand in the XIth Legion he has renamed the World Eaters after being transformed into a Space Marine, measuring now 2.30 meters.

Jochura: "Are you alright?"

Angron: "No. Always the same with Him."

Jochura sighed.

Jochura : "Why do you obey him?"

Angron: "By principle and do you know anything who could oppose him?"

Jochura: "No of course."

Angron: "And I am not doing it for him… I do it for Salem."

Jochura: "Why didn't name her as your mother? She has taken care for you and she is researching about removing Butcher Nails from you."

Angron: "She has to do more than that. She is rarely with me."

Jochura: "But I saw she was visiting the other Primarchs. You know Angron, you have many brothers scattered in the Imperium. Don't be surprised if she has to be a bit selective but she doesn't betray her promise about you. I can feel she is trying to be a good mom for you. Believe me my friend, when she removes the Butcher Nails from you, you will feel it. Her love."

Angron: "Where she is?"

Jochura: "Salem?"

Angron: "I want to see her before I go to the Golghotan System."

Jochura: "She is in her room with… someone."

Angron: "Who?"

Jochura: "You will be pretty shocked. I don't want you to be angered."

Angron: "Hm… I will go anyway."

Angron walks inside the big halls of the Sanctum Imperialis, going to the West reserved to Salem.

He arrives in the main room when he is hearing her voice talking with an unknown voice, more shacky and nervous.

He knocks the door hard, restraining himself to destroy it.

Salem: "You can enter."

He opens the door and discovers his mom with a young teenager with a slender figure and quite elegant, long dark silky hair, blue eyes and… pointed ears? He was dressed in simple black clothes, with the eagle shaped symbol of the Imperium.

Salem: "Oh, this is you Angron. What's bring you here?"

Angron: "To say you goodbye. I will go in Crusade now… Also, who is this kid?"

Salem: "Oh? I forgot to present you my little protegee and hostage. Ilil Swiftseeker, ex-young soldier of Biel-Tan."

Angron widened his eyes and becomes livid.

Angron: "WHAT?!"

Salem: "Yes? What is the problem?"

Angron: "My problem?! You have taken a Xeno with you? You are lost your mind?!"

Salem: "Calm down and let me explain Angron. Can you please?"

With anyone else, Angron would not listen and smashes with his fists the idiot who talks back like that, but Salem was the exception. And so Angron stay silent but still extremely angry.

Salem: "I take him after he was being abandoned by its kind of Biel-Tan. Just because he is the bastard son of a Biel-Tanii and a female Drukharii of Commoragh. Since, I massacred Mauryon and its troops and nobody comes to him although the Asuryanis are ready to destroy an entire system to rescue one of their kind. I have taken pity from him. Also, he is not cute enough for you?"

Angron was fixing his eyes filled with contempt to Ilil who was trembling with animal fear. Angron decided to not to say anymore and turned his back before starting to leave.

Salem: "Wait!"

Angron turned his head to Salem.

Salem: "Good luck in Golgotha."

Angron: "Hmph…"

He leaves the room after smashing the door with force, leaving Salem and Ilil alone.

Ilil: "I am… so scared… I hate this so much…"

Salem: "You have to learn to deal with it… Since you are under my care now. So, let's resume your lessons."

She turned the page of a book on the table, showing a drawing of a ship vessel.

Angron was walking in a furious step to the exterior of the Sanctum Imperialis. After turning a few turns in the long halls and corridors. Scaring away with his expression the many maids and butlers on his way.

After one turn, Angron crossed paths with Horus.

Horus: "Oh hello Angron."

Angron: "Hello…"

Horus: "You seem angrier than usual."

Angron (extremely cold tone): "Don't mention that, Horus. Don't test me."

Horus: "It wasn't meant to make fun of you."

Angron: "Why? Why she has taken a Xeno with her?"

Horus: "Oooh… This is about that. Listen Angron, to be fair. You are not the only one who is sceptical about the meaning of taking this Eldar has a hostage for our mother. Our brothers have the same sceptical view about this."

Angron: "And? Why are you accepting anyway?"

Horus: "Because I am trusting our mother. She takes any opportunity to insure our victory. She will re-educate this eldar of the greatness of the Imperium and changes his twisted views on humanity."

Angron: "Grmbl… I need a crusade to forget that… I will go for Golgotha."

Horus: "Okay. I am not restraining you."

Angron walks in a fast space and goes to the Conqueror. And so, he arrived inside, where the World Eaters were waiting for him before leaving Terra.

During the trip, Angron was training with the World Eaters in the training hall of the ship, teaching them the ways of the Nucerian Gladiators. Brutality and violence were everywhere in the fight.

Angron: "ROOOOAAAHHHH!"

He smashed the head of the world of the World Eaters with the flat of his axe, knocking him off. He turned to the rest of the World Eaters.

Angron: "This is how you deal with the enemies in fight."

If the majority of the World Eaters were intrigued and a bit pleased. Ibram Ghreer was a bit worried.

Ibram: "You sure this is like that? This is the only way?"

Angron: "The others Primarchs are hypocrites. Roboute Guilliman is nothing more than a corruptor who take planets by showing off his 'charismatic attitude'. Kira Saito is a hypocrite showing off how much technologies and bragging about it. But the worst is Fulgrim, who try to teach how much his civilisation is 'perfect'. They are oppressor disguised has heroes! Don't forget that!"

Ibram was silent and quite shocked. Since the beginning of the Great Crusade has meant to save in addition to fight. But here only fight is required apparently, with some kind of blind ferocity.

And so, the World Eaters began to fight violently each other as a training.

Angron after observing a little he goes out of the training hall and goes to a special part of the ship. It was the part of the ship were the companions of Angron are inhabiting.

His warriors who accompanied him in his journey, willing to travel with their liberator in the stars. The only thing that it could bring some kind of comfort.

He entered inside a smaller training hall and could see the warriors of the ship training together when the former female warriors were sited on benches, some of them were in advanced state of pregnancy discussing each other.

Jochura was here training with the other warriors but he defeated them with ease.

Jochura: "Don't let your guard down. You are making too much useless moves."

Warrior: "Okay. This is difficult to follow now you are an Astartes."

Angron: "Hello…"

Warrior: "Hello Angron. Now you are here, I am bit nervous about the Campaign of Golgotha."

Angron: "Hm… You just have to stay by my side for it."

Warrior: "But I have a question. What do we do?"

Angron: "We are going to protect the Forge-World of Sarum, transmitted by Anvilus and then Mars. This world is currently threatened by an alliance with Abhumans and Orks. They named it the Brotherhood of Ruin and some urgent message say that they will attack soon, if they are not attacking right now as we travel. We will destroy them as we arrive."

Warrior: "Okay."

Jochura: "Our first real campaign. This will be cementing our legend here. I hope this is a glorious one."

Angron: "Hm…"

And so, a few weeks later. The XIIth Legion close to the Maelström. A dangerous zone agitated by Warp Storms, really difficult to cross if this is not impossible when the Maelström becomes to agitated.

Angron has heard about this space sector inhabited by at least twenty Ork Empires, colonies of a mysterious shadow Xeno race named the Hruds, Aeldari Corsairs but also an increasingly more numerous humans' pirate inhabited planets and space outposts. He has heard that these planets inside of it was submitted to nightmarish influences and warp catastrophes worse than the darkest nightmares of human.

But even the Golgothan System who was just next of the Maelström have desertic planets inhabited with abominations, Xenoforms with small Abhumans empires and madman haunted by war.

Angron by inspecting the planets approaching the Forge-World of Sarum could they were increasingly more desertic, inhabited by mutated humans, living miserably. Angron was disgusted by this view. But he learned from them that Sarum was attacked by the Brotherhood of Ruin. And so, he accelerated his crusade to try to arrive in Sarum as fast as possible.

Finally, Angron fleet just in front of Sarum. Currently surrounded by a fleet of pirates and Ork Space Hulks.

Angron: "Strike them all. Now."

And so, the expeditionary fleet of Angron immediately engaged the fleet of the Brotherhood, leaving only devastation and destruction on them by taking by surprise the Brotherhood.

But if the first wave of the Brotherhood was destroyed, the Brotherhood reorganised themselves and a huge wave of Orks ships goes to the XIIth Legion fleet. If the vessels of the XIIth Legion fleet were massive with half of them are Capital ships but they were stormed by thousands and thousands of small vessels surpassing in number and tonnage.

Despite that, the XIIth Legion literally pounded with missiles and lasers canons all the ships on their way. Managing to pierce the Siege and so the XIIth Legion dropped almost 15.000 Worlds Eaters on the desertic planet under the bloated sun of Sarum.

And they landed on the surface of this rocky desertic planet, with no breathable air for normal humans. But as they super-human the Astartes are and with their pressurised armour, this is nothing to them.

They engaged the Abhumans and slaughter everything in their way, with the brutality they have learn from their genetic father after their encounter with him and their past as brutal Space Marines.

Their slaughter expanded on dozens and hundreds of kilometers, so much that the enemy fleet disengaged of the fleet of the World Eaters and concentred their bombardment on. Despite the critical situation of the World Eaters, Angron and his legion doesn't leave, willing only to see the blood of their enemies flowing on the ground.

The savage fire of the World Eaters fleet destroyed the Brotherhood ships, some of them making a boarding action on vessels of the Brotherhood. Destroying the crews of the Brotherhood inside their ship and tearing apart their vessels.

A cataclysmic violence on the ground and in the sky are destroying the Abhumans cyborgs and their Ork mercenaries dies by thousands, incapable of coordinate a defence. The forage machine who are used to infiltrate the underground city of the Forge-World are encircled by the World Eaters and are destroyed.

But Orks, known for the violence and brutality typical of their race counterattack, screaming their WAAAGH while defending themselves. For one strategic location, one World Eater was killed while the Abhumans of the Brotherhood of Ruin were trying to survive while hiding behind their improvised fortress with their vehicules.

The battle raged for hours and hours. The sky in fire when the ground was burning. The World Eaters despite horrific losses continues to press on and on. Fighting on land filled with cadavers and ruined machines. Their armours bloated and cracked and coagulated scars. The Abhumans warlords tried to take the opportunity to destroy the Worlds Eaters storming to the place of landing of the Drop pods.

But suddenly, a false dawn raised to the sky, scarlet blood red dawn in the naked sky. And a few seconds later, cyclonic missiles strike the surface with above them, the ruined vessels of the World Eaters.

The second wave of World Eaters falls from the sky with 17.000 Drop pods. To the horror of the Abhumans, their fleet around the planet was destroyed, now in the mercy of the XIIth Legion accompanied by the titanic Legio of Audax.

Before the scared Abhumans and excited Orks. Angron was here, with his axe offered by Salem. The Spartacus Axe, whose blade burn with hellish flames. And accompanied by Ibram and Jochura.

Angron: "STRIKE THEM ALLLLLL!"

And all of the World Eaters charged to the Brotherhood of Ruin. And all charged.

The slaughter who issued was apocalyptic. The Legio destroyed the canons of the Brotherhood of Ruin. The remaining tanks on the planet were stormed and destroyed, along their occupants. While the Ork turned against their patrons and themselves, so overwhelmed by their mind-consuming rage and joy of the slaughter.

This slaughter was only worsened with the besieged of Mechanicum army exiting the subterranean doors of their Forge-World and with the rage of the Omnissiah and the blessing of the Machine-God, destroyed the foes who tried to take their technology away from them.

But the nightmare was no one else than Angron, his axe supercharged his body, his eyes burning with flames and in gigantic force, smashed the enemies when he doesn't smash the ground, tearing the ground, melting it in lava and consuming the Abhuman army.

The killing only finished when there is nothing to kill. And so, the Worlds Eaters could see Angron, standing on the head of the Warboss he has killed, with his burning eyes returning to normal along with this dark axe.

Everyone in the World Eaters admire him. Like a god of war.

It was the beginning of the purge of the empire of the Brotherhood of Ruin, making Sarum their raiding base while the Technopriests collected the parts damage but largely intact ships, vehicles and weapons of these Xenos inside their underground city for further investigation.

11 years later, the Golgothan desolations are purged from the Brotherhood of Ruin and the Ork Empire who has helped them. Ending a massive threat for the Imperium.

A New Member in the Family – Episode 41.

Ilil Swiftseeker, the new hostage of Salem is forced to live in Terra. Of course, he faces so much contempt and hatred by the humans. He hates this new perspective of living except the arts and culture. A weakness that Salem will exploit to make him more docile.