Chapter 2 the Star-Child

'SUBMIT'

was the singular word that sounded from the new born god. Weiss could feel as her brain melted out her ears, but it turns out the Star-Child wasn't gone just yet he grabbed Weiss and ripped her from the Lord of Light's grasp and with a mighty warp Weiss found herself in a very dense forest with various Pines, Maples, Oaks and cedar, all trees native to East Texas. The sky was a dull gray and sprinkles of rain began to fall. She walked through the forest and couldn't help but appreciate its tranquility, compared to the horrors of the Warp this was a veritable paradise. Moments passed for what seemed like hours till she came upon a resplendent golden gate that bore the Coat of Arms of the Supremo Family; she remembered seeing it once or twice in some of Dallas's sketches. She stared in confusion, was someone going to open the gate? Or was she to do it herself? Thankfully she would ponder no longer for the gates soon began to open themselves.

She stared on to what would be known as the Imperial Palace in the Far Future. The old Supremo Family Estate was a mansion made of a gray smooth stone with a copper oxidized roof; it had a trail path leading to the house made of stone that branched off to the lower driveway for the garage. She walked on the centuries old pavement and thought about the various history this house has experienced. She knew about Dallas's little history collection featuring the most priceless historical artifacts of human history. Finally reaching the massive titanium double doors of the front entrance of the Supremo Mansion she brought her left hand up and knocked. She waited for a while and knocked some more times but no one came to answer the door grabbing the door handle she pulled yet the door did not budge, pushing seemed to do the trick as the hulking doors heaved open. Stepping inside she proceeded to wander the halls of the Supreme Mansion in search of the Star-Child, going to the right first she made past the south-east hall which had the portraits of the old Supremo family members, a flash of thunder caused the power for the Mansion to wink out, leaving the only light coming in from the windows.

'Looks like a blackout, this house is pretty old if what Dallas told me was true.' she thought to herself. With another flash she turned to look out the windows to see the small drizzle became a raging thunder storm. What she didn't see when she turned her back was all the Supremo family portraits as they were all glaring at her and they actually began to murmur about her. Weiss perks her head up at the sound of faint voices, turning around and seeing all the portraits back to the original position. With the exception of the late Terra Supremo, Dallas Supremo's own mother, she stared deep into Weiss's soul with great disgust and discontent. Weiss looked away and decided to continue onward into the next room on the right, the Ancient Age Exhibit, filled with precious artifacts from all throughout Mankind's earliest periods. From Ancient Egypt to Old Roman and all in between.

Her superhuman hearing caught the noise of the screeching heavy titanium doors from the foyer. This meant only one thing, someone entered the Supremo mansion. Making her way back to the foyer, slowly to not alert the supposed intruder she reached the door leading to the foyer and opened it slightly to peek through. There, a heavily armored figure stood, they reached up and Weiss could not believe her eyes, for there standing soaked from the rain was Blake Belladonna, the Lioness of the First Legion.

"Blake..." she uttered, not really processing what she was seeing. Blake, with her even more superior hearing, reached back to place her hand on the handle of Gambol Shroud and yelled out. "Who's there! Show yourself!"

Weiss steeled her nerves and pushed the door wide open. "Weiss... is that you?" Blake spoke as her own eyes widened in disbelief. Neither Primarch had seen each since the Heresy and the last time the two had met, they had a huge fight. Blake released her grip on her weapon and started walking towards Weiss, with Weiss doing the same. They both stood inches from each other before Weiss broke down. "Holy fuck... " she swore. "One of my sisters is still alive... " she lunged towards Blake in a bear hug with Blake being shocked at first, not hugging back and shocked at Weiss's showing of affection. She eventually gave a warm smile and hugged Weiss back tightly. "I've looked for so long... I'm so sorry... about everything... I'm sorry..." she weeped like a newborn baby who cried for its mother. Blake gave a mournful sigh. "The mere fact you brought hope back to that wreck of an Empire is an achievement of a lifetime. You don't have to shoulder that burden alone anymore, Weiss, I'm here with you now." She said softly.

Eventually they parted and Weiss gave Blake a saddened smile before wiping her tears that ran down her scared face. With her eyes cleared she could see how much Blake had aged, more so than she did. To Weiss it was hilarious, she started to giggle which caused Blake to give her a raised eyebrow look. "What's so funny?" She asked. Weiss just giggled more before finally saying. "You... look so old now."

Blake looked confused before reaching up to touch her face. It felt much more leather-like and wrinkled. She looked down to the polished reflective dark glass floor and saw her face. Her eyes had gray bags and her jet black hair had a shade of gray to it. She was indeed much older looking. "By the Throne, what happened to me?" she clutched her throat. "What happened to my voice!?" Her voice also did in fact change as well, with it being softer and lower.

"You sound like a grandma." Said Weiss, finally getting over her giggle fit. Blake merely gave a deep hrmph sound as she turned away from her jokingly offended. She then turned back to Weiss and gave her a small smile.

"Anyways..." she started. "What are you doing here?"

"The Star-Child sent me here. You?" Weiss asked.

"He also sent me here, I was resting from my fight with Yang when he appeared-"

"Wait... you saw Yang?"

"I did." Blake said matter of factly.

"What has happened to her, has she also changed? Last I saw of her was during our confrontation."

"Yes... she's a monster now... she almost killed Irina's son, Shin. I had to save them."

"How did you beat her?"

"She fights like a wild animal. powerful, yes, but has no form of intelligence. I used hit and run tactics and used her own rage against her. And eventually bashed her skull in with this shield." Blake then reached to her left side and pulled a small shield with a click of a button, the shield grew to cover most of her body from her neck down to her knees. "It's a lot bigger than it looks." Said Weiss.

"Yes it is, but I don't remember Dallas ever using a shield, because apparently this belonged to him. I'm not the biggest fan of shields because they don't suit my fighting style but it has its uses. It's almost like I can feel his power and spirit in the shield." Blake explained.

"Yes, I felt a similar feeling when I received his sword back when I was resurrected. I remember using it during the Great Scouring, well... till Akeno put me out of commission that is... I'm not exactly proficient in long swords like his, you remember my personal weapon was Myrtenaster, a rapier? Well his majesty's sword is no rapier but it's powerful enough to cut through virtually anything." Weiss explained, she then unsheathed the blade and handed it to Blake.

She grabbed it and inspected its edge, it had none, because the Emperor's sword wasn't a standard blade. It was a Master-Crafted Power Sword, unlike normal swords which use a sharp edge and friction to cut through things. When its power cell is activated, often by touching a control located on the hilt, the blade is sheathed in a lethal corona of disruptive energy. This energy field allows the blade to carve through flesh, bone and most forms of armor plate alike, making a power sword a highly effective close combat weapon. The Emperor's sword is special in the fact that for the last ten thousand years Weiss was in stasis. The sword was basking in the Imperial throne room causing the Emperor's essence to latch onto the sword, empowering it further. Which also gave the sword its iconic flames when activated.

Blake could feel the energy of the Emperor within the sword; it had a much stronger presence than the shield, while the shield had more of a whisper in terms of the Emperor's influence the sword was practically screaming. Giving Weiss back the sword she continued her tale.

"Well as I was saying, the Star-Child awoke me from my slumber, and told me to reconnect with you, he said something important was about to happen 'a great war is on the horizon' were his words"

"Yes he told me something similar about someone needing help understanding this new reality, I'm assuming that somebody is you. Have you seen the new Imperium? It's truly a tragedy that has befallen mankind a great dream in ruins." Weiss said mournfully.

"Yes I did, to think Rias, even ten thousand years later. Still causes unparalleled death and destruction."

"Yea..." muttered Weiss.

Both Primarchs stood in a depressed silence but the clatter from upstairs caught their attention. Heading up the foyer stairs they entered the door on the right just they opened it and step through they saw a figure enter one of the rooms in the hallway. They stared at each other before nodding and preparing themselves for a possible hostile encounter. They approached the door and listened.

"Good day everyone welcome back to another Warhammer 40,000 painting tutorial, today due to popular request we shall be painting the avenging Primarch herself, the one and only Weiss Schnee!" The voice was very clearly recognizable; it was the Star-Child himself. But what did he mean by 'Warhammer 40,000'? And painting? Blake and Weiss walked slowly and quietly into the room and stood and watched, as they approached they saw what he was doing. For in his hands was a small miniature model of Weiss. It was covered fully in white paint but it was missing her power pack and head, which had their own little sub-assemblies.

"First thing first, you want to consider having some sub-assemblies, while not necessarily you could paint Weiss with her being fully built but it will be significantly hard to paint certain areas. Now you want to start by priming the model completely using Chaos black, followed by a light coat of Gray Seer. Weiss's armor is made of two main colors blue and Gold, due to all the high detail and beautiful trim her armor has, you want to prime it so-"

"Umm, Dallas is that you?" Interrupted Weiss.

Dallas sharply turned his head to face them, his eyes widened in shock and confusion. "Who?-erk!-CUSTODIANS! CUSTODIANS! INTRUDER ALERT! INTRUDER ALERT!" He cried, calling for his guardians and caretakers.

"Wait no! Lord Star-Child, please! We mean you no harm, you told us to come here!" Blake desperately tried to calm the panicked child. As she heard the thundering footsteps of the Custodes, the Emperor's own personal bodyguards. A few moments later short black armored women burst from the door; their weapons, the mighty Guardian Spear, cackled with energy.

"Listen Custodians, we are not your enemy-" started Weiss desperately trying to deescalate the situation.

"What are you waiting for! Go get them!" Dallas barked. As the Emperor calls the Custodes answer. The Custodes following their master's orders lunged with terrifying speed toward the two Primarchs. With no other choice the Primarchs dueled the Custodes. The black Netherite armor of the Custodes provided excellent protection even against the powerful weapons of the Primarchs, but even then the duel was swift. With the Primarchs quickly gaining the upper hand over the Custodes, simply being faster and stronger than the dark armored creations of the Star-Child. With a beastial roar, Blake tore the head of a custodian and saw the inner wiring and other electronic components, this meant one thing. These were the Legio Custodes, not the modern Adeptus Custodes. While the Legio was effective in the long term, they lacked the human advantage of experience and creative thinking.

"Very well...My turn." The Star-Child Looked down at the severed head of the Custodian Blake killed and was heartbroken by the destruction of his companions, with no other choice the Star-Child dawned his own Netherite armor; it was fully black and covered him head to toe in an infernal black metal. He lunged at the two Primarchs with thundering speed and power. Even in his weakened, smaller state, the Star-Child was a force of unimaginable strength.

His dark Netherite sword gleamed with purple psychic energy. It slammed into its sister blade with such force that Weiss was thrown back and through a wall. Blake jumped in and attacked the Star-Child with the with unmatched fury, but the Star-Child had a one up over the Lioness. His size, it allowed him to weave and dodge every single one of her swings but things got more difficult for him when Weiss finally got back up and began to use her glyphs to support Blake, by summoning ice versions of her Sons, in assault-intercessor form, they were equipped with bolt pistols and chainswords.

Weiss herself used to glyphs to launch herself at high speeds, even reaching Transonic speeds, dipping in and out of sight, but even with the flawless teamwork of the 13th and her sons, the Star-Child's own skill and speed simply outclassed them, like glass he shattered the ice clones of the Astartes that were twice his size.

He reared back his arm and threw his sword at Weiss causing it to be stabbed in her knee. Weiss cried out as the searing pain was felt but she was cut off as the Star-Child caught up to her and gave her a devastating blow to the stomach, which nearly caused her to puke her bowels out. This was followed by a powerful upcut that launched her a good 2 feet in the air, he quickly went under her and behind, where he grabbed her by the ankles, while she was still in the air, and slammed her down onto the floor shattering the black glass ceramic tiles. Still holding on, he spun her around before throwing her through the ceiling. Blake seeing her Battle Sister get absolutely destroyed, threw herself back on the Star-Child who parried her punch with little effort and began to wail on her with his own fast punches, which effectively stun locked the Lioness she tried punching back but found her punch missing entirely or it being easily parried.

Following the next punch, this one was actually caught by Blake and the very pissed off Lioness was not going to let go. She slammed him on the floor by turning and pulling him down by his arm to the floor, where she then pounced on the Star-Child landing on his chest fracturing his fused ribcage. She would then slam her fist down on his face with her right and use her left to hold on to his neck, but just as she landed her punch she'd quickly swap hands and rinse and repeat. Blow after blow, punch after punch for a good minute the Lioness beat the everliving fuck out of the Star-Child.

*BLAM BLAM BLAM BLAM*

His helmet eventually started to deform and took the form of the Lioness's fists, before he finally socked her hard in the gut with enough force to punch a hole in her armor and leave a gaping wound in her gut. Blake doubled over clutching her wound before the Star-child, taking advantage of her stunned form, reached up grabbed her by the neck and threw her off him, where she slammed into a wall and she fell into the floor. Blake rose from the ground, before seeing a glimpse of the blurred form of the Star-Child. The next thing she felt was getting grabbed from behind and felt his arms wrap around her waist before-

*BOOM*

He hit her with the mightiest of German Suplexs. With enough force to produce a shockwave that shattered the glass windows of the whole mansion, and even the near unbreakable display glass for his Warhammer miniatures. Blake herself was in a bad state, the suplex fractured her spine and shoulder blades. She did manage to get back in an upright position on her hands and knees, but the next thing she knew was the sight of the Star-Child's armored leg colliding with her face, launching her through the exterior wall of the Supremo Estate and out to the surrounding fields. A few seconds later, Weiss finally landed after being thrown in the air so high and crashed into the ground with such force that it made a small crater near Blake. She slowly got back to her feet and began stumbling towards Blake, that was before the Star-Child landed right between her and Blake.

A thunderclap and the flash of lightning illuminated his form, blood coated his whole body, he reached up and ripped off his destroyed helmet and chucked it away from him revealing his beaten face. the flesh around it was torn and was falling off in chunks, one of his eyes had popped out of his socket and his mouth hung open low, showing that it had be detached. He lurched and spit out some loose teeth from his mouth and glared at Weiss with his one good eye. Before his gaze softened, he then glowed a golden light, illuminating the darkened field, and all the injuries he had received were healed with minimal scarring.

"You gotta be fucking kidding me..." cursed Weiss, as she had watch Blakes hard work of beating the snot out this guy, go down the toilet. Blake herself finally stood and witnessed the Star-Child regenerated his wounds. She also held a look of terror and anger to match Weiss. What happened next confused them, the Star-Child called back his sword to his hands and the Primarchs prepared themselves for round two of their fight, but that changed as he instead sheathed his sword then his hands glowed the same gold light from before and magically all the wounds both Primarchs received healed. Shocked by the display of magic, the two Primarchs stood silently contemplating, what was he doing? First he attacks and ignores their diplomatic efforts. Then he treats them as if nothing happened is... he applauding?

"Well done you two, you passed my test. Not with flying colors mind you but maybe like an 80 or 85." He chided. Both Blake and Weiss looked at each other then back at Dallas, with peeved faces they then began to approach him slowly. He on the other hand didn't really notice their approach as he simply kept yapping about their performance, teamwork, skills, etc. He only noticed when they were right in front of him.

*WHAP*

With two superhuman slaps to the face safe to say he was gonna feel that tomorrow. He groaned as he held both of his face cheeks which had the handmark of both Primarchs etched on his face.

"Ouchie..." was the Star-Child's pained response

"So...why did you 'test' us, you little bastard." Growled the Lioness, as she grabbed him by the collar of his armor.

"I had to see if yall were ready for the fight to come." He replied breaking free from Blake's grasp.

"A fight? You could've warned us before hand before getting the jump on us and making us look like your enemy." Asked Weiss

"Look I had to see how you would work together in disadvantaged positions, besides, you've always trusted me Weiss-Cream(Hey!). Why are you doubting now?"

"From what I've seen in the Grim-Darkness of the Far Future...you cannot be trusted" spoke grimly Weiss.

"Fair enough...then let me regain it. No more lies...no more smoke and mirrors." spoke Dallas's in a remorseful tone.

Weiss looked over to Blake, who just crossed her arms and shrugged her shoulders. She had her doubts but ultimately Blake was loyal to the core.

Weiss sighed. "Fine... I shall grant you my trust once more, but! Don't you dare miss use it Supremo..." she warned.

"Thats okay. Now let us go back inside and out of this rain, there is preparations to be made" he said, glad that Weiss was willing to work with him. She is a very useful piece that he cannot go to waste.

Entering back in the mansion, they went straight to the Study, where Dallas was before they went and smashed everything."Reparo!" And with a simple command and a wave of his hand, all the destruction caused by their fight was gone. The shattered floor, the busted down walls, and any other furniture was repaired including his precious miniatures. "Hm, I don't recall him being able to do that." Whispered Weiss to Blake who just shrugged her shoulders. Dallas had heard them but decided to keep quiet, he approached the ruined forms of his Custodes, that came to protect him and with another wave of his hand they were back in tip top condition.

"Thank you for giving your lives for me, feel free to get some time off... Oh...and before you do though, go tell 'them' to meet me in the Inner Courtyard please." He said that last part in a whispered voice. The Custodes bowed to their master before departing. "Who's 'them'?" Whispered Weiss to Blake.

"Someone special to all of us." Was the Star-Child's reply. "Now come, we must go to the courtyard." He said as he gave a 'come on' gesture. Weiss and Blake looked at each other before Weiss sighed and followed with annoyance, Blake followed soon after. Making their way downstairs, they made it past the Ancient History exhibit, and into the Grand East hallway, taking a left on the intersection they finally made it to the double doors leading into the courtyard. It was a majestic garden full of various fruits and vegetables. In the center was a grand water fountain that had small rivers that went under the pathways. Said pathways were  made of stone leading to it, and the doors that connect to the rest of the Mansion.

As they approached the fountain, the door across opened and for Weiss and Blake it was a nightmare for who walked through, it was Ruby and Yang. The two siblings, their former teammates, standing here in the flesh.

"Wha-why are they here!" growled the Lioness. "I could ask you the same, Traitor!" Barked back Yang. "Traitor!?" Asked Blake. Now they were all confused. An audible sigh caught their attention. They turned to see Dallas with his face buried in his palms.

"Seriously guys? First thing y'all do is start bickering..." was his reply to their tomfoolery. "Listen, let me explain, you all are from alternate universes. Ruby, Yang y'all are from what I'm gonna call the Belladonnian Heresy. Blake, Weiss y'all are from the Gremorian Heresy. The difference being yall swapped sides in Ruby and Yang's universe Blake was the Archtraitor alongside Koneko, Starfire, Raven, Weiss, Penny, Kiba, Rossweisse, Irina, and Ram. With the Loyalists being Akeno, Kuroka, Gasper, Yang, Ruby, Ravel, Rias, Asia, and Rem. Weiss you and Blake come from the opposite where the sides are flipped."

After that brief explanation it seemed to cool down the high tensions. They stood in silence contemplating the information they had just been given. That was broke when Ruby-

"WEISS!" she yelled out as she launched at Weiss in a tight hug. Said person had the look of joy in her face wiped as she was tackled by the Red Reaper. Yang let out a chuckle and approached Blake who looked on fondly at the duo, where Ruby had picked up Weiss by her waist and started spinning and jumping in place all the while chanting her name. Weiss on the other hand was looking like she was about to puke from the high speeds she was spinning in. "RuBy, PlEaSe STop sPinnInG..." were her garbled pleas.

Ruby did eventually stop and set Weiss down, who stumbled around with Dallas jumping in and helping the Ice Queen on to a stone bench, and gave her a brown paper bag just in case she needed to barf. Meanwhile, Yang and Blake had their own little interaction. With Yang holding out a hand toward the Lioness, who took it and brought each other in a bro-hug. "How've you been, Sun-Dragon?" Asked Blake.

"Better now that you and Weiss are here" Yang reached up to remove her helmet and Blake stared in astonishment at the sight. Yang was completely bald but that's not what shocked her, it was the fact that the cursed brain implants known as the Butcher's Nails were gone completely from her skull. Blake, unable to believe what she was seeing, reached up and rubbed where the Nails had been.

"You don't have to 'RUB' it in Blake" joked Yang.

"Ten thousand years, and your humor is still bad" giggled Blake.

"Made you laugh didn't it?"

"Yes, because it was terrible."

"BLAKE!" Yelled out Ruby, it was her turn now, but Blake was ready, striking a soccer goalie pose; she caught the red reaper straight in her tracks, preventing her from manhandling her. Ruby regardless was still in little joyful fit, her excitement unable to be controlled she just shook in the Lioness's grasp.

Eventually she did relax and Blake would let her down, but in the meantime Yang and Weiss decided to catch up.

"Sup Weiss Cream, how you doin?"

"Not better than you I assume, finally got those wretched nails out of your brain?" Chided Weiss.

"Yup." She said, popping the P. "Lost my hair in the process, but the boss-man over there said it would grow back. So, 'all well, ends well' I guess."

"Wait... He took out the nails?" Asked Weiss. In her timeline Dallas was unable to take out the Butcher's Nails out of her universe's Yang.

"Yea, something about having to shave my head and replace most of my brain with computers or something, I dunno, I was too busy enjoying the freedom of having my own mind to myself, to hear his ramblings." She responded. Weiss made an 'Oh' face while listening but Yang kept talking.

"Well at least I wasn't peeved at him shaving my head. Most of my hair was burnt and kinda ruined during our fight back in Atlas."

"Wait, you fought? Who?" Weiss asked with a raised eyebrow.

"You and me. You kinda whooped my ass not gonna lie. Some of the other Primarchs may shit on you for your lackluster(lackluster?) fighting skills but when it comes down to it you can for sure be a big threat especially when it comes down to logistics, i'm sure that if you had a large enough army you probably could've won the Heresy all by yourself." Weiss was grateful for the compliments and bashfully waved her off, but her tone changed when she realized she and Yang fought.

"Wait, we fought?" She asked.

"Yea me and Ruby were tasked with holding you off while Rias and Dallas took care of Irina and Blake. Eventually they were defeated and Dallas was put on life support. At the same time, Koneko lost her marbles and went insane attacking anyone and everyone, especially you. Who decided that retreating was the better option, and Koneko didn't exactly like that display of 'Cowardice'." Yang explained.

"Oh..." was Weiss's single response to the given information, she was especially heart broken by Koneko's response, someone she had a close relationship with.

"Wait, what happened here?" Asked Yang as she reached out to touch Weiss's jaw scar. "You happened, we also fought in my universe as well, and you had struck me so hard that it broke and nearly tore my jaw completely off."

"Oh Weiss... I'm so sorry, I hurt you like that. Well I guess we're even...considering you chopped my arm off"

"No need to apologize, and uh-I'm sorry about the arm..."

Yang had a regretful look on her face before she could respond to Weiss, Dallas called their attention. "Listen up girls, it's 7:37 right now, which means it's almost diner time so let's get y'all out of you're armors so I can study their designs and get y'all into something more comfortable to eat in." The Primarchs had unanimously agreed, their power armor were pretty uncomfortable when it came to domestic tasks. So following Dallas up to his personal Master bedroom they entered his massive walk-in closet, and Ruby Blake and Yang began to strip themselves of their armors and Under-suits.

"W-what are you all doing, strip yourselves in front of him, don't you all have some decency." Mumbled a flustered Weiss.

"Relax Weiss, thanks to the future memories y'alls Star-Child gave me, I've basically seen all of y'all naked hundreds of times, to me it's nothing new. Besides, aren't I supposed to be your husband, shouldn't I get used to this sorta thing?" Said Dallas attempting to sooth the Ice Queen's nerves. Weiss had opened her mouth to speak but closed it due to him having a point, he was technically their husband. Eventually after a while, and a bit of clumsiness from Ruby when it came to removing armor. They all stood bare, Blake Ruby and Yang all stood with little to no shame while Weiss stood slightly embarrassed and shameful due to her vulnerable state, she was so used to being in armor that she forgot what it was like to be without anything. She did not like it, and used her arm to cover her bosom and her other to cover below.

"Alright Weiss, since you're so uppity, you can come over and get your measurements taken first." Dallas called out as he grabbed a step stool, a long measuring tape, and a weight scale. Weiss nervously strode forward up onto a platform surrounded by mirrors. "Arms out." Dallas asked, shyly she held her arms out and Dallas began to take her measurements.

"Why do we have to have our measurements taken?" asked a very flustered Weiss, her face redder than even Ruby's armor. "Because I lack any clothing y'alls size, and I doubt you want to prance about my Mansion in nothing but a bedsheet." That seemed to answer Weiss's question as she stayed silent, letting Dallas begin measuring her. "320 cm (10 ft' 6in) tall. 251 Kilos (555 lbs). Bust, 345 cm (136 In). Waist, 279 cm (110 In). Hips, 396 cm (156 In)." Muttered Dallas.

"Don't speak of my body in such a perverted manner please" mumbled the steaming Ice Queen, Dallas rolled his eyes as he wrote down her numbers, he swears that if she blushes any harder she'll melt like an ice cube on a hot pan. The other Primarchs giggled and snickered amongst themselves at the flustered Weiss. She was notorious for her arrogance before even the Heresy, and even if she has toned down a bit in the 'holier than thou' thing she had going on before, it was still fun to see her knocked down a peg. Especially if it meant her being naked and treated like a common prostitute.

"Meine, meine schrecklichen Narben, ich könnte diese für dich entfernen, wenn du möchtest?"(My, my such grievous scars, I could remove these for you, if you'd like?) Commented Dallas in the old Atlesian language before the globalization of Remnant. "Nein...ich behalte sie...als Erinnerung an vergangene Fehler und um sie nicht noch einmal zu begehen".(No...I am keeping these...as reminders for past mistakes and in order not to make them again.) Said Weiss mournfully.

"Ich verstehe (I understand), Alright next, Oh and here take this." Said Dallas as he called the next primarch up and threw Weiss a bedsheet due to all the towels being simply too small for her to use to cover up. Weiss muttered a thank you and wrapped it around her scarred form and went and stood next to Ruby. The latter of which found herself staring at the former's scars.

Next up to the measurement table was the Sun Dragon herself, Yang Xaio-Long. She, like Weiss, also bore many scars due to being a slave at one point in time. She was forced to fight in a gladiatorial pit when her mother stole her, but decided parenting wasn't worth it so she sold Yang to some slavers in Vacuo. It wasn't until Dallas showed up as a slave did he help her escape and promised to remove the implants in her skull did she pledge loyalty to him.

"Let's see... 345 cm (11Ft '4 In) tall, 306 kilos (675 lbs), Bust, 176cm (176 In). Waist, 120 cm (47 In). Hips, 431 cm (170 In). Man...you're one big girl..." Said Dallas, astonished at her size. Yang had a small blush sprinkled on her face from his praise, and puffed her already large chest further in pride.

"I thought you liked big girls? Besides if you think those are impressive, check these out" she said, striking various bodybuilder poses, flexing her musculature. Dallas whistled at the impressive muscles and even reached out to poke a bicep and found himself effectively poking a wall. Yang always was the physically strongest among team RWBY but damn did the Primarch enhancements amplify her already massive features.

"Yea yea, okay Ms, Showoff, get a move on I got other people to measure" said Dallas playfully, sending her away to stand next to Weiss, who felt jealous of Yang's size. Dallas had given Yang a bed sheet but she waved it away and went to stand next to Weiss, Dallas gave Blake a confused look and pointed at Yang. Blake just shrugged and walked forward.

"Alright my Lioness, your turn." Teased Dallas.

"Always the charmer..."  snarked Blake.

"So... 335 cm (11ft) tall. 290 kilos (640 lbs). Bust, 164 cm (64 In). Waist, 116 cm (45 In). Hips, 166 cm (65 In). Just a bit smaller than Yang." Dallas noted as he handed her a Bed sheet. Blake said nothing but grab the bed sheet and walk to her position next to the nude Yang. Who finished flexing to Weiss, and began flexing her muscles to the Lioness, who in turn gave a bored look.

"My turn!" Cheered Ruby as she stepped up. She, like Weiss, was a bit embarrassed to be nude before everyone but her positive attitude kept her shame down. "Alright, alright, settle down, and quit squirming, you're just making this more difficult." Uttered Dallas, don't get him wrong he loves Ruby's cheer and joy, but man could it get stressful when he needed her to stand still. 'if team Rwby were animals Ruby would definitely be a Hummingbird' thought Dallas

"Hmm... 325 cm (10ft' 8In) tall. 224 kilos (495 lbs). Bust, 152 cm (59 In). Waist, 110 cm (43 In). Hips, 162 cm (63 In). Good girl, looks like you drank your milk didn't you?" Jested Dallas while giving her a head pat.

"Yup!" She said popping the P. "See Yang drinking milk did help" she proudly announced, after enjoying her head pat and prancing back to her team. Dallas could only watch with joy at the reunited team. Mostly towards Ruby who was back to her original self of being the young, naive, hopeful warrior she would grow to be. Weiss and Blake seemed to also agree with him. While not showing it physically, one of his many psyker abilities was 'empathy', the power of feeling and understanding another person's emotions. In the Gremorian timeline Ruby was much different, unlike her present counterpart Traitor Ruby would grow to be a bitter, hateful person.

'I... will always hate you...' was the traitor Primarch's last words to him during the Heresy.

"Alright girls, come 'ere" he said. Grabbing his step ladder, he went to them and began helping them put on their bed sheets, turning them into makeshift togas like what the ancient Greeks used to wear. Firstly he folded the sheets in half, then wrapped the sheet around their torsos, next he tucked one end at the top, finally he made them hold the Togas in place while he put pins to secure the tops while he grabbed some spare rope he had in his workshop to hold their togas together at the bottom and walah, they were temporarily clothed. He also took the time to make them quick sandals, so they wouldn't have to walk around barefooted.

Looking down to his wrist watch he saw the time was 8:18, time for diner. "Alright girls, time for dinner. Any suggestions or craves?" He asked.

"Some of that jumbo sushi you make would be amazing right now" mumbled Blake in nostalgic bliss.

"O-O-Oh some of those world famous wings you make" yelped Ruby excitedly.

"Mmm i've missed your well cooked steak" slobbered Yang

"I would like Uni topped with caviar on crispy nori. Some Sashimi with passionfruit mignonette. Brown butter scallops with truffles, and Lobster bolognese." Ordered Weiss.

"Noted, noted, noted, and noted. All your orders are taken. Please wait in the dining room while I make these. Cool?" Said Dallas as he wrote down all their orders on a small notepad he alway kept on hand.

The girls nodded, while Dallas led them downstairs to the dining room which was across from the Kitchen. "Wait there, I'll try to be quick with the food." He said while entering the kitchen.

Entering the dining room, it was a darkened large room being lit only by small lights, which were covered to purposefully darken the room. It had dark wood walls and furniture which had a very victorian-gothic style. The walls were lined with large wood and glass cabinets that contained various glassware and silverware. Near the back corner of the Dining room was a mini bar stocked full with liquors and spirits. In the main back wall of the room a small fireplace made of Italian Carrara marble sat lit with a small cackling fire being attended to by a small little robot in a maids outfit.

"Slow Head Turn. Greetings Guests, I Am Cyn Your Waiter For Today. Please Have A Seat The Food Will Be Out Shortly." Said the robot maid, she stood from her hunched position to a slightly less hunched position, and pushed her head with hand into an upright position, only for it to slouch over again. The Primarchs stayed mostly quiet with only Ruby giving a polite 'thank you' as they took their seats on the long table. Sitting near the end they kept the end table seat, which had a more exquisite and regal design almost custom made for a king, they knew whose chair this was. As they took their seat Cyn wobbled over and handed out drink menus to the Primarchs.

"Shuffle, Shuffle, Shuffle, Tippy Toes. What Would You All Like To Drink Today? She said.

"Um... are there alcoholic drinks?" Asked Yang

"Nodding, Yes At The Very Back" responded Cyn.

Flipping to the back, Weiss, Blake and Yang began looking at the alcoholic drinks, while Ruby stayed on the soft drink page "you getting a drink sis?" Asked Yang

"Nah" waved off Ruby "Not tonight, right now I'm dying for a soda."

"What Soda Would You Like Ma'am?"

"Lemme get uhhh... Big Red..." said Ruby as her stomach and brain disagreed on what to drink.

"Writing. And For You Three Ladies?" Noted Cyn.

"I'll have some Stamin-Up." Said Yang.

"I'll get some Widows-Wine," said Weiss.

"And I'll have some Dead-Shot Daiquiri." Said Blake.

"Writing. I'll Go Get These Drinks For You." Said Cyn as she wobbled to the back bar, while mumbling Shuffle over and over again. As she began making the drinks Yang watched as Cyn with rather impressive moves began to mix the drinks. She eventually finished and gave each Primarch their respective beverage.

Yang let out a whistle at Cyn's bartender skills. "Wow, well done over there."

"Bowing. Thank you." She said with gratitude. Just then the doors to the dining room burst open and Dallas in a chef's outfit entered first followed by three small robots similar to Cyn, one Male, two Females. Each one carried two massive server plates filled with food.

"Holy cow! Look at all this food!" cheered Ruby.

"Awww Dallas you shouldn't have." Bashfully said Weiss.

"So... much fish..." salivated Blake.

Plate after plate of food were placed in front of the Primarchs each one more delicious and gratifying than the last.

Before the Primarchs could dig in Dallas raised a glass and taped it light getting their attention.

"Normally I wouldn't give a speech like this, but considering what has happened to all of us I think it's deserved. Firstly to my loyal servants, N, V, J, and Cyn. Thank you to all of you for serving as my caretakers for all these years, keeping me sane in this solitude I find myself in."

"Eh, don't mention it boss, we're always here to serve you... well I will, I don't really know about these slackers though..." Said a happy J who beamed at her Master's praise.

"Aww shucks, I love doing anything, that includes serving you." Said N sheepishly. V simply let out a quiet your welcome.

Cyn simply stayed silent, but internally she was happy at her master's gratitude.

"You are all free to leave, or if you want, stay here and sit with us. While I know you all can't really eat, feel free to enjoy the Gasoline stocked at the Bar." The Drones decided to stay. With Cyn walking to the Bar and getting the canisters filled with Gas and handing one to each drone.

"To my loyal Primarchs, thank you for staying by my side. I am unworthy of you all, after all the terrible things I did to you all. I have seen what the various misdeeds the so-called savior of Humanity did to you all. From preventing Yang to finish her fight against her slavers and leaving her to die. To Ruby's stolen well earned glory of having to watch me slay Salem, a kill she deserved. I hope for you all to grant me your forgiveness. I shall not make the mistakes of the past and strive for a better future."

They all sat quietly. Before Ruby stood up and walked towards him, Dallas had seen the worse and braced himself, but Ruby broke his foresight when instead of an attack she embraced him in a hug. Both Dallas and his caretakers let go a sigh of relief at the Primarch's show of affection. Soon enough the others got up and they all embraced in a group hug. Dallas could only shed a single tear. "Thank you... truly I am unworthy."

"Nah man, don't sweat it." remarked Yang.

Blake held out her hand and said "for loyalty is its own reward."

Weiss stuck out her hand as well. "For Courage and Honor."

Ruby was next "In the garden, may we stand united".

Yang on the other hand put her prosthetic and stood there silently. Noticing the stares of others she finally admitted "damn sorry guys I don't have any cool words to say right now, I'm drawing blanks here" she sheepishly scratched the back of her head. Dallas just patted Yang's lower back. "It's alright Yang, all that matters is that you're here with us."

"Hell yea! Gotta go off on a 'Yang'! (Groans)Let's do this team RWBY and Dallas. On three, let's go!"

One!

Two!

Three!

Each person let out their respective warcry as they pumped their fists in the air, with that all that finished they began the feast with it just being a good time all around, tales were told and jokes were made. Around 12:27 am they realized it was time for bed when Yang finally collapsed to the ground from drinking 2 barrels worth of beers, and these were small barrels but huge ones the size of the Primarchs themselves. How Yang drinks all this within the span of a single night and all the food as well, no one really knows. Dallas tried to pick her up but was simply too small to carry her properly, and the Custodes had to carry her to her room. While he took the others to their respective guest rooms.

Finally, in a muscle shirt and some shorts Dallas tucked in his King sized bed, and just when he was about to close his eyes. The door to his room creaked open, he reached for the plasma pistol at the side of his bed when he saw who emerged from the shadows.

"Jeez Weiss, you almost killed me from a heart attack..."

"Sorry I didn't mean to scare... I just wanted to ask if I could sleep with you. I couldn't stay in my bed. The loneliness was killing me..." mumbled the Shy Primarch.

"Alright then... come on..." said an exhausted Dallas.

"Can we join too?" Dallas nearly jumped out of his skin when the voice of Ruby entered his ears. Next to her was Blake, Dallas let out a sigh and waved them to come over as they began getting settled with Ruby and Weiss next to Dallas it was clear his much smaller bed was not made for them things got worse when the drunken Yang appeared.

"SSSSsssssUUUpppremooooo!" Slurred Yang. "SEX... NOW!" She roared as she began charging towards the bed.

"YANG DON'T-" it was too late...

*CRACK*

The bed broke under the combined weight of all the Primarchs and the jump of the 12th. Meanwhile Dallas got the true meaning of 'death by Snu Snu'... good thing he can't die permanently.