A Shield Against The Darkness (RWBY x 40k) [Slow Updates]

Chapter 3: The Journey Forward

(A/N: Sorry I had to add and change some stuff mainly Laura's outfit as I feel like it didn't match her character. The pic above is a rough image of what you look like except the banner is an Iron Halo and the Storm Bolter is on the left arm.)

Y/N: Your name
F/C: Favorite color

Y/N pov
Y/N gazed toward the distant horizon and found a sense of slight sadness in him. After a year of living in the village called Lux he would have to leave this place to find the man he seeks. He had seen him multiple times in his dreams while he lay comatose in that cave. Yet he knew not who he was, the strange part was each time the man would have a different face a different style of clothing yet it was unmistakable that he was the same man.

He could sense it through his soul.

The last time he had seen the man he was grey haired with a green scarf and rounded glasses. Upon describing him to Isaiah he reasoned it sounded a lot like the headmaster of Beacon Academy professor Ozpin. Y/N had questions that needed answering and he hoped Ozpin could provide them. Even so Y/N had grown close with Laura and Isaiah and he felt sadness upon leaving his friend behind.

But Y/N had a mission to complete and even when journeying into this new world Y/N could still not forget the old one. He was venturing into new territory, he was going to have to fight a new enemy.

This situation felt all too familiar.

It was reminding him of his first mission.

3rd pov
The air smelt of oil and incense as Y/N stood silent inside the Stormraven's hold, a quiet tension having creeped into him and the rest of his squad.

"Brothers." Said Justicar Stornus. "For all of you this will be your first battle your first taste of what he fight." He turned to face the four armored warriors behind him, his Nemesis Spear slightly pulsating letting of a soft ethereal glow.

"Fear not! For you have trained for this very day! Your body, your mind, your spirit have all been honed to a molecular edge." His voice was a gravely bellow his words instilling a sense of comfort in each knight.

"Even so, remember you are never alone you have your brothers by your side." He gestured to the men next to each other. "And you have me, I am a Justicar I will assist and guide your psychic power and together we will enact his wrath upon the arch enemy.

The Stormraven jerked to the right but none of the marines stumbled or lurched with it. Their sabatons had mag-locked with the floor of the ship allowing them to remain steadfast during the ride. The Stormraven let out a loud bang before the doors slid open and the boarding ramp slammed into the ground. The group quickly stormed out to a world of fire, blood covered the ground as thousands of craters and trenches scarred the land. The ground itself was ablaze as a inferno raged in the distance consuming every living thing in it's path. A screech drew everyone's attention and Stornus wasted no time ramming his spear into a Tzeentch daemon known as a Horror. The Horror quickly split into two smaller blue colored clones that were just as easily dispatched by a metallic boot. Stornus turned to the knights behind him.

"Forward brothers! For the Emperor!"

Taking up his battle cry each knight follwed the Justicar to battle as they faced an entire legion worth of daemons and cultists. Even when inexperienced the young warriors were a force to be trifled with. Each knight handled their own weapon with ease slicing daemons down the middle or hacking them apart with devastating blows. They had spent years training for this perhaps not decades like other Astartes neophytes but even so they had memorized and learned about each and every daemon the dark gods could throw at them. They had spent years training with their weapons and years to master their psychic powers under the tutelage of Grey Knight masters.