As Perturabo heard the thunder of airship engines, he would emerge to see an Atlesian fleet setting down on Beacon grounds, seeing this, he'd start off towards the headmaster office.
-Timeskip-
The door would fly open, Perturabo behind it, glaring as he saw a man with broad shoulders in a white suit as Ozpin said;Ozpin: Ah, Perturabo, I was just about to call for you.
Perturabo: Headmaster, may I inquire as to why armed soldiers are landing, and further forcing thier way into my classroom and insisting I am a thief of armor, weapons and technologies of Atlas?
Man in white: Well, obviously you are if you have armor like that.
Ozpin: Now, James I had been telling you of this Warrior society, yes? Perturabo is one of them, in fact a son of thier Emperor, and has armor, weapons and technology from his home.
James: Well, they must've stolen it from us, how else can armor like that exist. Now, as the Headmaster of Atlas Academy and general of the Atlesian military, I order you to relinquish the armor, weapons and technologies into my custody.
Ozpin, for his part set his mug down and stood against the far wall as Atlesian soldiers came in, hauling Perturabos hammer, and parts of his robots, saying;
Soldier 1: General Ironwood, we've acquired stolen technologi-
Before cutting themselves off as they saw Perturabo glaring at them before turning back to the General as he said;
Perturabo: You may be Headmaster and General elsewhere, but over me you hold no power, if not for the laws of this land I would've killed your men where they stood, and, furthermore, if you do not return and repair any damages to my personal effects, a wrath like no other will befall you.
Ironwood: You dare threaten me?!
Ozpin: If he were threatening you, you'd be hanging by your ankles out the window, this is a promise.
Ironwood: You let this thing teach here?
Perturabo: I would watch my tongue if I were you you are in the presence of Perturabo, Lord of Iron.
Perturabo said as Iron Warriors filed in to the room. Bolters against the heads of Atlesian soldiers, Ironwood yelling:
Ironwood: YOU'LL REGRET THIS.
Ozpin: JAMES. Before you say another word, he has an army over six thousand strong, you're starting a war you cannot win.
Ironwood: Watch me.
He said, pulling a hand cannon on Perturabo who just stared at it as James fired, the round hitting the primarch in the face and leaving not a scratch as Ironwood stared in horror as Perturabo stepped forward, saying;
Perturabo: Yeild or die.
Ironwood, on his part made the only sensible decision, and fell to his knees, hands raised in surrender, stunning the soldiers as Perturabo nodded and turned saying:
Perturabo: If ever you force your way upon these grounds or bring an army, I will not be so calm.
Ozpin: Perturabo. That is enough.
Perturabo: He defiled my sanctum, tried to take from me all I have of my brother Ferrus. By the laws of Olympia, he should be set to death, I am being far too lenient with him. Remember the force at my disposal and remember that at any moment I could choose to rule this world with force, and pray I do not choose that path, for you Headmasters would be the first to die.
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The Hammer of Remenant
FanfictionPerturabo the hated son find himself sent to another world by a familiar golden glow. I figured The Hammer of Olympia didn't get enough love so here he is in all his grumpy glory.