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Chapter 28 Quest and Memories Part 1

Issei opened the door to see a wasteland in front of him, the dirt ground dried and mold covering the top layer of soil. hardly any vegetation, The sky was sickly and the smell of decay was everywhere. As Issei stepped into this land of death, Que followed behind with hands behind his back and his head held up admiring the sky. Seeing the two moons that hung in a great big toxic atmosphere. With the sickly yellow colorings in the air.

"Man, Sanguinius, What is this place?" He said walking through this. Issei knew this was a memory. What Sanguinius was remembering at this moment in time. He kept walking, seeing how soft the soil was and each making footprints with each step. The nature of this world was so diluted in a way; like this planet was more than it once was. The world had a moist, sickly sky. Then in a sudden moment of realization, it hit him. Horus' voice had ranged in the back of his mind.

"This must be Sangunuis home world," Issei said out loud.

"Ding! Ding! Ding! You got it right and on the first try," Que said. Now floating off the ground and hovering over Issei. "Welcome to Baal, home to the golden girl, herself,"

"Wait didn't Horus say this place was a death world?" Issei asked, looking around and seeing the dark depressing atmosphere.

"Oh yeah! you name it, mutants, aliens, poisonous radiation," Que said. Issei looked around wondering what significance this memory held to Sanguinius. While he waited and walked forward to the land wondering how to get out of here. Issei Joni, Donna word and start to notice a thick gray fog pushed into the area. There is no humidity or dampness to the fog, but the young teen kept journeying forward. Unafraid of what was behind the fog for he was the herald of shadows.

"The child! Someone save the child!" A female voice cried from the mist. Issei ran toward the desperate shouts. Issei busted through the blinding mist. The further he pursued outward the clearer the image became.

A large child looking to be only five years old with golden hair wrapped in brown fur clothing. Though approaching the youth, was a large black scorpion the size of a bear. Its black stinger pointed out ready to strike the large child. There also appears to be a lady wearing a black cloak, but her face is obscured with static.

In Issei's mindfulness, memory or not, he would not watch a small innocent child be killed by a monster. before he could either the feeling inside to summon the shadows, or possibly even conjure a weapon.

The child leaped towards the beast and grabbed its head, and then one swift action crushed the insect's head. The force of the attack had splattered and littered the creature's brain onto the floor. It landed on its back, some of its legs twitching. Issei stopped running and was in complete confusion.

The blonde-haired child turned around to face the woman, also allowing Issei to see the child's face. His eyes widened seeing the face of Sanguinius, though much younger, but still looked like a giant in her toddler years.

The young sanguinius carefully walked to the woman and helped her back onto her feet. The woman paused to gaze at the sense that had unfolded here, though she quickly hugged the child in a tight embrace. Issei was a bit surprised that even at a young age she was still taking names. He wonders if Sanguinius truly had a normal childhood.

"A touching memory isn't it, you never forget your first kill," Que said from behind. Issei was quiet but gave his answer a calm nod. you never really do forget your first, if it was joyous or haunting. Issei could see how happy the young Matriarch was, clasping what was probably her adoptive mother.

"What was that she just killed," Issei asked.

"Fire scorpion, things are a menace around this part," Que informed. Issei found the site to be oddly disturbing. The child was so calm and it was killing that it looked unnatural. The familiarity of the action was engraved in the young matriarch's eyes. The young teen could see it and felt deeply concerned.

"What now Que?" Issei asked not knowing what to do. Que nudges Issei's shoulder, directing him to another door. This door was made out of brass with a handle of excellent pure white marble. Before he could leave, Issei gave one final glance at the memory. He understood why this was important. He kept hearing about these great crusades and wars.

It was then something that Angron said stuck with him.

"AHAH, Nice they are the deadliest warlords in the galaxy, trust me each one has their fair share of blood on their hands," Angron's words rang through his head. Issei now wondered how much blood was really on all of their hands. His hand son gripped the door handle, twisting it open as he was blinded by another bright white light.

The Waking world

In the chambers of the queen of iron. Our young perverted teen lay on a stone workshop table. Perturabo still sternly working on her project; though she had a careful eye on Issei in case he woke up. Some interest peaked in her about Issei. She wanted to study Issei's body. The boy had fought Sanguinius and survived the battle, with his injuries already healed.

Perturabo had watched all the videos on Issei's phone. She had learned so much about his world and just wanted to ask about his personal view of the world he once lived in. Perturabo did have one problem, the giant hole made by Rogal, threw off her tranquil train of thought; though it was the least of her problems.

"Wish you were a wake boy, you tend to fall asleep when strife arrives," She said. At That moment Perturabo found her peace, working as hard as she could. Then in an instant of dread, she had to blink. Perturabo hated sleeping, resting or even closing her eyes for a moment. Whenever she closed her eyes, she could see the eye of terror. She never knew what to do about her problem; it never was a factor when she was near her father; in some strange manner, the presence of the emperor somehow suppressed that horrible site from the queen of iron.

Perturabo was expecting to see a cosmos of madness swirling in the pitch dark of space, she would always find it painful to stare at it for prolonged minutes. That happened as soon as her eyes closed. Though It never showed it was only darkness. A calming, loving darkness, inviting the queen of iron to sleep. A wave of inner disarray appeared in her mind. Something was extremely different here. It was then she could see someone walking in darkness from a far distance. They weren't being obscured by the darkness. She could see them as clear as day.

"What now Que?" Issei asked in the shadows. The Queen of Iron was confused in the matter, not being able to string an explanation in her mind.

"Issei," She said out loud, her eyes snapped open, and was welcomed to the site of her chamber. In a rare instance, the matriarch was so lost that, even though she was not required to breathe, she still felt the loss of breath. Perturabo held herself onto her desk to stand. At a loss for words, she crushed the table edge, gripping it too hard. That scenario she just experienced was completely unexplainable to her.

Her eyes slowly stared at Issei trying to understand what happened.

"What- what happened," She asked out loud. before truly pondering what had happened to her a mighty voice of the lion shouted throughout the manor.

"WHERE IS THE BOY!" The Lion yelled. Perturabo faced the entrance to hear the sound of angry steps, destroying the steps that led her way. The metal door that weighed tons was slammed open so easily. The queen of iron watched as the lion blade was drawn, ready to strike. Her eyes instantly locked onto the unconscious, sleeping teen.

The Lion, in a wild fury that spooked even the queen of iron, slammed her sword down upon Issei's body. Though the blade hit an invisible force, five feet above Issei, The Lion was smacked away, throwing her back to the wall. There was a force field, installed on the table, a little personal safety from the queen of iron herself. Physical and energy attacks would find it troubling to pass through. It was from her armor, a creation just in case her metal failed.

The Queen of Iron regained her senses and got to protect Issei. every weapon on her morsel pointed straight at The Lion. Her eyes looked calm but there was a stem behind them. She was tasked with protecting this person and she would do so.

"What are you doing?" Perturabo demanded an answer. The Lion quickly stood up and held her sword outward.

"This boy has been nothing but a thorn in our side!" The Lion accused. "Look what he did to Sanguinius!" The Lion yelled in an angry voice.

"He wasn't the instigator, Sanguinius was," Perturabo said with a calm voice. though all our weapons were still held up like a patient sentry, she would wait until the danger was gone. The Lion scoffed at the answer.

"And how do we know, he didn't do something, this boy is not normal, curing Angron and making Konrad sane is not normal, soon or later something will happen and he'll be responsible for it!" The Lion yelled out.

"Have you noticed them?" The Lion asked in a threatening tone of voice. Perturabo narrowed her eyes, she would not be so kind to this paranoia.

"Noticed what?" Perturabo asked, annoyed that they are even in the situation.

"The way Konrad and Angron look at him, they see him as an equal…" The Lion's eyes trailed off to the Sleeping Issei. "and much more than just a companion,"

"That was their free choice and though their loyalty to our father is questionable before, ever since he came along, they've acted more responsibly," Perturabo said, planting her argument in the ground. The Lion wouldn't argue with it but these changes to sudden and fast, something had to be amiss.

"How do you know this, tell me how do you know if this boy, better yet forgot calling him a human, how do we know he is still human," The Lion said, putting down her blade. "This creature could still be possibly loyal to its masters."

Perturabo couldn't argue if this team was still human. disturbingly enough after watching the videos and reading the messages it seems like his powers did not fit his Otherworld at all. Issei's world of magic, and sacred gears, seemed a little impractical. The shadows he held were more dangerous, having the same key factor as the red Emperor dragon gauntlet. They both shared so much potential to do more.

"If you don't believe me, I have hours of footage and messages on his phone, if you truly want to study him and understand, then watch the phone," She gestured towards her workstation. lowering her Weapons and giving a head motion to continue. The Lion did trust Perturabo, finding her to be logical, and able to make tough choices. The Lion took a deep breath and walked to the table. The two started to hear multiple steps coming down. Khan, Russ, and Rogal all ran down to see the Lion taking calm breaths.

"What happened here," Rogal asked. Russ could tell what happen after the truth they were told, The Lion feared the boy and acted out against Issei. Many of them were at a loss for words for such shocking information to be dropped on them. Russ had been so quiet after learning of their two sisters had survived. It angered The Wolf Queen that Magnus withheld such important information. Rogal had to fix a couple of holes in the wall that were made by Russ.

Ferrus had taken off to help build the fortress as far as she was concerned the hunt for Xenos was still on. Mortarion had skulled in a manner, she had been stuck in some sort of runt. Refusing to leave her room. Though in truth all of them knowing that they were a part of the warp had made them question their origins and even more for their father.

The Khan still felt unease about the whole station, all of them were a bit lost, though some had more doubt than others. None of them didn't know what to say about Sanguinius, they found it better if they stayed away from her locked room. Thankful they did trust Horus and Vulkan.

Russ narrowed her eyes at what The Lion had just tried to do. She could tell what had transpired here but knew the Lion held more respect than her. Trying to get the others on her side would prove to be difficult. The Lion had been acting paranoid and rash something that would cause more issues in the future. Russ could see it in The Lion's eyes, the blame in that beast eyes was beating down on Issei.

"What are you doing Lion?" Rogal asked. Perturabo would find all this drama to be unnecessary and it would get in her way.

"Our sister was making sure Issei was fine in fact she volunteer to help keep watch over him," Perturabo said. Rogal found that to be very unlikely.

"I would find it better if she was involved with rebuilding the base," Rogal said in a commanding tone of voice. Perturabo knew how frustrated Rogal was about the base being destroyed but it was more than that. Perturabo could see how the builder failed Issei, seeing how she was unable to keep him safe. Perturabo found her sister failing to be enjoying, all the time they have been here, Rogal has been made mediocre buildings, and each time it failed. She wonder how long it would take until the great Rogal broke.

"It's not your choice," The Lion said. "It's mine,"

The Lion had made her choice Russ and The Khan left but felt something was off. Rogal still standing in the room and glared at Perturabo who now was lost in her work. The Lion now lingered by Issei's bedside, yet her eyes didn't convey concern. Rogal could tell she didn't care about this boy. Though knew any harm done to him would be on Perturabo's hand. She would rebuild the house stronger and better. Then after that, she would take charge of watching over Issei. Too long had battle happened under this house.

"No more of this, we put this boy through too much, we are Matriarchs and we should solve our own problems." She thought while walking up the steps. Leaving them alone for Perturabo to work. After a while, Perturabo finally spoke.

"Watch the videos, you'll find it educational," Perturabo said working away on her project. The Lion narrowed her eyes on the sleeping Issei. "I'll find out, what you hide from us, boy,"

Horus and Vulkan sat in the room where they held Sanguinius, the room was destroyed the walls cracked, the floor shattered and a giant hole was in the ceiling. The daylight was pouring into the room. In the middle of the room chained to the ground was Sanguinius. Her blonde hair sprawled on the floor. Her sleeping face shows discomfort. Vulkan was devastated at how her sister was suffering all this time. Horus was sitting sadly.

"I'm sorry this happened to you sister but I cannot keep my promise," Horus said. Vulkan lifted her brow at the answer.

"What do you mean?" Vulkan asked. Horus gripped her hand tight.

"When we were alone, if she ever let the red thirst control her if she ever fell, I was supposed to kill her," Horus said. Vulkan gave an audible gasp. She was thankful that Horus didn't go through with the action. She gave a comforting hand on Horus's shoulder.

Horus gave an exhausted sigh and what was worse, is that the others now lost dome faith in her and Sanguinius. They took the role of being responsible and respected by all of their sisters, and now they were looked at with contempt.

"Oh, Vulkan what am I supposed to do, the others have lost faith in me," Horus said. Vulkan shook her head in disagreement.

"No sister, they still trust you, but for Sanguinius it might be harder for them to accept the truth," She said. Vulkan had a burning question in the back of her mind.

"Does father know?" Vulkan asked. Horus immediately responded.

"No, my sister is good with many things, and keeping secrets is one of them," She said with a bit of pride in how stealthy Sanguinius kept her business to herself and her legion followed suit.

"Then what are we going to do next," Vulkan asked. Was the plan just to keep their sister chained up, until a rogue trader ship somehow passed them by, that was very unlikely.

"If she even wakes up, she is not resting. I can tell you that much," Horus said. She gripped her mace in a worried grip. "But if she does I hope for the best,"

Vulkan nodded at her words and wished that it never came to that choice. The two sat in silence waiting for a reaction to anything. Horus held her hand steady but couldn't help but shake out fear of the past events.

"He was able to fend her off Vulkan," Horus said in a skittish tone of voice. Vulkan, one who she spoke of, yes it was true at how amazing Issei fought the Berserking Sanguinius.

"It was impressive how he battled her but he's still our friend," Vulkan said, trying to re-ensure the safety of Horus. though this proved to be unreliable. This eighteen-year-old had put one of the strongest sisters in a comatose state. Horus still hated what she did and now she was reaping her actions. Her self-doubt and suspicion had snowballed into the same thought, where was that spear? They both sat in silence as Horus pondered at what happened, the only. Things that would cause Sanguinius to fall and then she remembered that Issei's blood had caused a major factor on the angel. Remembering when it was only the two of them in the alleyway that caused her dear sister to fall into the red thirst. Then a sentiment popped into her mind, what if they weren't alone? something clicked in the Matriarch's mind as a piece of the puzzle was found.

Somebody had planned this but who she could rule out were Issei and Sanguinius, the rest were now suspects. Even her kind-hearted sister that sat by her was a suspect. Someone had done this atrocity, to call it a coincidence would be so doubtful. Horus war, claw flexed.

There was a mischief tapping here and she would get to the bottom of it.

Mortarion sat on the ground her back to the wall, and her beloved Sythe named Silence lay on the ground. She was at a loss for words. All her life she hated the Psykers and the warp. For so long she wanted to purge those monsters that tortured him and his people. Now he had learned the truth that he in some way was a part of it. How could he do any action knowing he was one of them? Her gas mask made her breaths sound raspy and tortured.

The Emperor had lied to them she felt lost in her origin. If they were capable of warp forms. What was she? Could she truly call herself a human? She wished there was something she could do to find answers. Feeling so lost and angered she punched the wall out of frustration, making a hole in the other room, then the entire wall came down.

Crash!

She was angry at the world, at the Emperor, and mostly herself. Blaming herself for being a monster. Her hands gripped in pain, thinking she was no better than her foster father. Now believing she was a monster. Falling to her knees as she wept, feeling so lost. Her gas mask made a muffled cry.

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As the lord of death was lost in her thoughts a sheet of paper folate in the other room. The drawing landed by her knee, she looked at the drawing to see something quite strange. It was Lorgar and Issei sitting on a hillside. Lorgar drew herself with joy, while Issei still had a cool calm look.

Mortarion picked up the drawing and found it to be strange. Usually, the lapdog would always write something about the Emperor. She hated Lorgar for her blind love and for following the Emperor. She loved her father so much, she wrote a religious text for the damn man. The thought of Lorgar doing something else besides worshiping him was strange.

Mortarion got up and glanced at the opening at the broken wall, she walked into the room, seeing so many drawings of Issei. They were hanged on the wall, thrown on the ground, and crumbled in corners. She picked up one seeing more art. Mortarion had noticed how some of her sisters had been acting strange ever since that boy arrived here. She noticed how happy Konrad was, Angron was more calm, and Fulgrim seemed to be less prideful. They oddly found some peace in their struggling lives. Mortarion felt a bit of envy for them. Then a kind thought entered her mind what if she didn't have to struggle?

She gazed at the drawing in her hands; her dead eyes had a spark of life.

This was a clue, an answer to her problem. "Issei perhaps we need to talk."

Russ sat on the broken steps of Dorn. Thinking deeply about what had happened. Knowing all that happened made her somewhat anxious, she told herself there was a good reason why their father never told them of their connection to the warp. There had to be an explanation. She understood why Horus lied, all he was doing was protecting Sanguinius.

knowing that her sisters were still alive, she had a very uncomfortable feeling herself. She gazed out the door and wondered what to do next, should she hunt Magnus down? Or should she hunt Xeno?

She looked down at the ax by her side l, wondering what to do. She hopes it was all a farce lie. That Magnus had lied to them. The worst was proved as Rogal told her the truth and she was legendary for not telling a lie.

"What am I going to do?" She asked out loud. where would the fangs stab now? What does the little wolf do?

Hours had passed since their departure from the base. They had made some great distance thanks to Magnus, though unfortunately, some weren't quite used to it, making some feel a bit nauseous; Lorgar was the only one who threw up.

Though they were far, this was still familiar land to Angron. This was the purple forest where Issei and her truly made introductions.

Konrad, Angron, Lorgar, and Fulgrim all stood around a fire pit. Magnus was some distance away from the group, she was meditating, sitting with her legs crossed on the ground stone ground. Not as great as the marble floor, she would usually meditate on but beggars can't be choosers. She closed her eyes and tried to sense the others to have a better sense of direction. While also resting after teleporting, her staff leaned on a tree.

Lorgar was writing in her book, and Fulgrim listened to the cracking of firewood. While Angron and Konrad waited patiently.

Konrad would have tried to use her future site to find them but it seemed her powers of looking forward into the future seemed to be tricky. Such as looking farther into the future for a length of time. Provide to be tedious. Angron couldn't help but overhear the sound of the quill aggressively hitting the paper.

Angron glanced over at Lorgar seeing she was very dedicated to whatever she was doing. Fulgrim started to grow annoyed with this silence, she wanted them to talk to do something rather than sit around and wait.

"So," Fulgrim said, breaking the ice. "What are we going to say to Malayalam?"

All of them paused at the question. If there wasn't an awkward silence before it sure was here and right now, Fulgrim had a point what would they say? These were the same people who were somehow betrayed by the imperium. they certainly wouldn't like to return to its light.

"I'll bring them back whether they like it or not," Konrad said. Lorgar didn't want any violence to be the first contact with their lost siblings. Angron didn't care about what little trifle they had with the imperium. Besides, the situation didn't involve the imperium; it involved someone very special to them. Angron knew one thing about Malayalam. She has a bleeding heart. Lorgar hoped to see Malayalam soon; she remembered all the good times. It was a complete tragedy in Lorgar's eyes when they lost her. If only the emperor had more faith in Malayalam. Lorgar unintentionally had been seeing the emperor in a new light, something felt off now every time she worshiped him, or admired him, like knowing how he held so much from them. Though when Lorgar watched Issei, she was in pure enjoyment. Never did she think ever in her life she would sway and blush at a mortal man like Issei.

"Fine but if there is a confrontation, you two can be at the front line," Fulgrim said, flicking her short hair. Konrad gave a soft laugh, and this did not go unnoticed by the Phoenician.

"And what amuses you today sister?" Fulgrim asked.

"It seems you enjoy the new haircut Issei gave to you," Konrad started. Fulgrim blushed at the comment and gave a fake scoff.

"I'm just waiting for it to grow back, that's all," Fulgrim said. Lorgar couldn't help but shake her head at the definition, it was so obvious that she had a particular interest in Issei. Then Lorgar remembered a tiny detail about the match between the two.

"Well it only makes sense that you trust your lover with your hair," Lorgar said with a mischievous smirk. Lorgar didn't care if she was chastised for her choice of words, but she didn't care she had to say it. Fulgrim gave a dramatic, audible gasp.

"What are you talking about!" Fulgrim said in a surprised tone of voice. Angron and Konrad both understood what Lorgar was talking about.

"Ha, you forgot the little wager you made with Issei," Angron said in amusement.

"Yes, the one to be in his Harem, oh please don't tell me Issei hit you too hard on the head," Konrad said. Konrad knew it was only joking but hoped that Fulgrim wouldn't actually go through with the small wager she made.

Fulgrim had immediately turned her face away from the three, making sure they did not see the heavy red blush on her face.

"I forgot oh no I'm actually a part of his harem, this amazing- stop that, think calm and you'll be fine, JUST DONT LET HIM GET NEAR YOU AND PIN YOU TO THE WALL- NO BAD THOUGHTS, He's just teenage boy what's the worse that could happen, I mean sure he has mountains of dirty pictures on his phone, meaning his probably thinking of how to give me pleasure behind my dreams- NO NOT AGAIN!" Fulgrim thought in panic. All of them looked to see Fulgrim lost in her world. Konrad held back a laugh seeing how panicky she was. Konrad guessed all those husbands didn't quite prepare her for the cable of man Issei was. Lorgar couldn't help but tease her more; it was just too much fun.

"It appears that you're a little fluttered about your new position," Lorgar jokes. Fulgrim spun around and gave Lorgar a harsh glare.

"At least I'm in a position you want, little church girl," Fulgrim said. All eyes were on Lorgar as she had her blush behind her book. She would never want to be in that spot or did she?

"That's nonsense!" Lorgar said. Trying her best to not look at them. Hoping they wouldn't see her flushed face.

Fulgrim raised her eyebrows and in a demonstration of great speed swiped the book out of Lorgars hands. She held the book by its spine showing the others the context within it.

Lorgar was about to grab out of Fulgrims hands but stopped when she heard the other two gasp loudly. Angron and Konrad both had wide eyes seeing a drawing of Issei in his dark armor holding Lorgar like a princess who drew herself wearing a white dress. Lorgar gave a shy smile at the two seeing how lost they were in the drawing.

"WHAT THE HECK IS THIS!" They both yelled in unison. Lorgar who was now a blushing mess and stumbling over her words.

"O-o-o-oh That's nothing, just some, some, some art," Lorgar said. Fulgrim then turned to the next page. Showing Lorgar in revealing tight clothing holding herself over Issei who was shirtless. The two both face Lorgar with annoyed glares.

"Just art," Angron said. Konrad flared her nostrils and looked away. Lorgar felt a wave of embarrassment hit her.

"Please, it's just sometimes Issei gives me such great inspiration and I can't describe it in words so I have to paint it," She cried with comedic tears leaking from her eyes. Fulgrim gave a mischievous smile.

"What else does he inspire in you? To make such lewd drawings," Fulgrim said, covering her mouth with her metal gauntlet, to hide her mischievous smile. Lorgar blushed at the insinuation. She was about to tell a storm of swears. Until Angron's hand clasped down on Lorgar's shoulder.

Angron could tell how much sway Issei held in Lorgars help, instead of letting petty jealousy boil within herself she smiled.

"What's your favorite thing about Issei," Angron asked. Lorgar was baffled by the question and couldn't speak from shyness. Angron could see how shy she was acting. Carefully Angron nudges Konrad's arm getting her attention.

The night Hunter met Angron with an annoyed sulk. Angron gestures with a head tilt for Konrad to joy the conversation.

"Uh fine," Konrad said, crossing her arms. "My favorite thing about Issei is his smile, there! leave it at that,"

Konrad had always loved Issei's smile for one reason it meant that he was alright and happy with the world.

Fulgrim scoffs at the answer. "Pfft only his smile, I admire the lean physique he has, it tells me how hard he works,"

Angron shook her head at the comment but understood it.

"I guess my favorite thing about Issei, is his warm gentle soul, oh he's kind when we cuddle together," She said in excitement, remembering their intimate moments. Lorgar was surprised she thought her thoughts and compliments to Issei were just something she experienced but seeing how the others felt the same. It made her feel not alone, in her path of love, She let out a calm exhale.

"Oh, where do I start, his noble heart or his tremendous brave nature, how he never backs down, fighting devils and monsters, Oh gosh he's everything I've dreamed of," Lorgar cried with such enthusiasm she sounded like a fan girl. All of them were surprised at her reaction.

"He's so cool!" She said with great excitement. "I can't wait to save Issei!"

"Well, you have to wait, for I'll be the one to save him," Fulgrim said.

"You are both mistaken, but when Issei wakes up, he shall be welcomed by my face first," Konrad said proudly.

Angron and Konrad both smiled at her determination. Though they would match with their own. Fulgrim could see the sisterhood being made here by the fire. It was beautiful and Fulgrim admired it. She thought if Issei never defeated her, could she have truly appreciated the beauty of what was going on? Hours passed all of them talking about their past and hobbies. Lorgar enjoyed the moment and couldn't help but compare it to how actual sisters should act, like family, all thanks to the one who saved them.

"I found a trace we have to move now," The moment was interrupted as Magnus spoke. She walked to the group with her staff in hand. All of them gazed at the red giant and quickly got off the ground. Magnus began to walk forward with no direction, but all of them knew better in the eyes of the inexperienced they would say she was walking nowhere, but to the truly trained, they could tell she was following a track.

In a dark, hollow, cold, wet cave. A large figure sat on the stone floor in a meditation state. Her eyes snapped open showing their blue piercing appearance. She wore a large black belt that covered her body.

"So you found me," She said with composure yet her voice was falling into anger. She slowly stood up and walked over to a weapon that leaned on the cave wall. Its long black handles an onyx black. A large silver blade that was more like a sword to a normal person. The tight river rope wrapped around it for gripping.

"Do not worry thunder child we shall meet them," She whispered with calm anger. This was her weapon deemed by the imperium as, thunder child…

Hey guys what's up, I hoped everyone had a great Fourth of July. Anyway, I'm back baby. So how did you like this chapter a lot of things are happing. Just to say this yes Issei will see a lot more of the darker side of the imperium. Mortarion gosh I find him to be such an interesting character and really wanted to get my hands started on her whole ark. I find him tragic to how hypocritical he is. Not to mention I can finally get to the queen of iron too, man why did this man have so many children it's hard to keep track of them all?

I have a lot to get down and so many opposing forces are still on their way. Not to mention a certain clown who got to make her next move.

Also sorry for not posting much in the past weeks. my vacation really set me off, if I can call it that! Also, Horus has some big mysteries to solve and if one would figure it out I would want it to be her. Also, some Legends of Ten will be coming out soon so heads up.

Also question for you guys, If Rias was going to get grilled which Matriarch would give the best scolding?

Anyway you guys have a great day please, Review, follow, and favorite only if you want to, and can't wait to see you guys again