Fair warning, this might not be good, well it probably is no where near my best, but I just wanted to get this off my chest for now.

Anyone who wants to Beta for me, not for grammar but for character personalities please step forward and let me know, I welcome the help.

I'll put up the details of the chapter the Marine is in later as well as who he is.

Also please read and review no flaming though pointers and advice are more the welcome.

Prologue

"Even if you cannot feel pain, you should know what sin you're dying for. Understand this! You, You must understand why! I will not allow you to die in ignorance!" Lyuze (Casshern Sins)

My whole body rang with pain, each limb felt as if the skin and muscle had been ripped right off. But I endure through it, I do so because I combat a far greater for. Deep within the confines of my soul, the red clouds are drawing every closer. I am tempted to charge them, to give in and in go out in a blaze of glory to meet my end like any of hero of the Imperium should. But I must endure this trail, I will not give in yet, I still have many battles ahead. I utter the words "Lord of Terra, Lord of Man, guide me."

It is not instant, but slowly the red clouds began to retreat. I do not know if I did this, or was it a miracle. But I do know that this is not the end, I am not yet dead. It is not for me to know where it is we go when we die, I have a feeling that I do not wish to know. It is not out of fear, I know no fear, am a chosen warrior, one who defends mankind from the all that the stars throw at us.

I am a captain among the Adeptus Astartes, we are the sons of the Primarchs, I am proud to have been a part of one of the many Chapters. I can feel the blood in my limbs begin to pump again, I can feel my skin and my muscles, this confirms to me that I have both of them. This also tells me the most important thing of all, that my body is capable of movement.

I can hear the quick pace of my primary heart, it is stabilising my body, that is good, it means that I am and not in some type of physic trap. My eyes can see in the low light, it must be in the cycle of the planet in which the sun is on the other side. I know now how I can get my bearings, as I push my body off the ground where I lay I turn my head to the sky.

At first I cannot believe what it is that I am seeing, the stars, they are not in the right places. I can pick up on a few constellation that I know, but none of them are in the right places. I am no longer in the part of the galaxy know as the Ghoul Stars. I feel my hair on my face, that is right I did not take my helm into battle.

I would pay more attention to how I was where I was, but a certain noise along with scent that made my whole body. The noise was that of a heart beat, 1, no 3 if not more that was heading this way. My power armour is still functional, this is good, if it was not, it is just dead wait. I can feel the came on my back begin to move in a little breeze. I can taste fear, I screw my eyes in disgust, but then a scent that I do not know comes to me. I can smell that of oil that has been spilled as well as an unnatural smell, it must be the taint of chaos on a creature that serves them.

That is in the past, the scents I smell, at least two of them are human and one may be, I can tell that they are being chased by the fourth creature. If they are human, then as a scion of the Angelic Primarch Sanguinius, it is my duty to keep safe the people of the Emperor. I can smell oil or rather fuel that has been spilled, it must be some type of battle.

Thanks to the stench, I know where they are and burst out into a sprint in that direction. At this moment I am glad that I am in the upgraded Artificer Armour and not the best that the Imperium has to offer. As powerful as Terminator Armour is, it is too slow for the Scions of the Angel. I burst out into a clearing and see two humans, from what I can tell they must be a mother and child as well as another that has a deformed legs, it asleep to put it mildly.

I can see that they are escaping a type of transport vehicle, it was trashed and a horned beast was now gaining on them. With no time to waste I begin my charge towards the beast. As I do this I feel the small clang of my neophyte inception blade, it is odd, I do not recall ever to have drawn it in combat before, but there was no time for nostalgia, just yet. As I came at the beast it must have seen a caught wind of me as it turned away from its prey to face me.

It's face was that of a beast, horned with a snout, it's body was that of a man, with the cloven hoofs of a beast. There was no doubt in my mind, this was a servant of chaos, a mutant that swore itself to one of the four or all of them, I did not care which, all servants of chaos had one thing in common. They all had to die, all other factors were secondary, even Xenos, Chaos dies first!

With my inception blade drawn I yelled out the war cry of my chapter "Blood is duty, we will soak the earth, stain the sky and smear the stars, we are the Crimson Dawn!"

I lurch to the side as the beast makes its own charge at me, it is not as fast as I thought it would be. As I easily avoid its arms, I put my skills with the blade to work, cutting a fine line through the side of the beast.

I know I have hurt it, but I do not give it time to turn around, I leap up and crash down on it, like an angel of death yelling out the war cry of his own. "We are the Angels of Death, your end!" As I crash down on it's back I stab at it's neck viciously, I can see the clouds coming.

Not that of the physical world, but that of my mind, the flaw, the curse that lingers on 10 millennia after the death of our Primarch. I ignore them and instead l lash now where I believe the eyes of the creature are. It is not strong enough to hold me up and withstand my assault upon it.

As it's knees gave in, I plunge my inception blade into its neck and now by the horns take and twist its head. It tries to fight me, but it has no chance. My attempt at the horns was just a feint, I let go of the horn rip out my inception blade from the mutants neck. I shove it up through the lower jaw of the mutant, causing it to shriek in pain and then vanish into golden dust. I narrow my eyes, I have faced all manners of foes before be they alien mutant and heretic.

None of them had done this before, no not even the twisted beings of the warp had done this. I take in a deep breath and close my eyes, as I breath out, I push away the red clouds in my mind that were all around me. The Red Thirst, the flaw would not claim me this day, but that did make me ask "How did I end up on this world, what are the stars that claim the night skies here, I am not in familiar sector, but, that is not possible?" I spoken in High Gothic, though it is not my first tongue.

Underworld

Hades had literally thrown up the table, he was so sure that he had the boys mother in his grasp, he could literally see it! Then some red giant man with white hair on the top knot, with the most bizarre sense of fashion he had ever seen. He also had a red back pack with two eagle heads on it. Not to mention the brown cape, the skull on the shoulder pad, the scrolls he had on his waist with those ropes and badges ( it is the space marine Purity Seals) on his armour.

He also seemed to draw a broad sword that was what, in his thigh, along with the wing attached to its back pack? Hades pondered "I have seen all manner of beings, I have never seen one like that." Taking on a Minotaur was one thing, making it look like he did it like every day was rather insulting.

The words the thing said was similar yet not quite Latin, not to mention that the eagles made it out to be that he was Romans. "Wait, Romans and Greeks don't mix, well not well at any rate?" Hades did take note of the fact that on the beings golden shoulder had what seemed to be a red sun. Hades made a grunt "I'll have to check with Apollo if this was one of his children or servants."

Even Hades had to admit, he had no idea where Apollo could get a being like this from, let alone hide him from all of them. "It may seem that I will have to have a word with Apollo about his servant, also what the hell is he saying, perhaps it was him, whom stole the helm of Darkness, I wonder is he this boys ally?"

With Percy

A lot of weird shit had happened recently, but this was by far the scariest, if not weirdest. He, his Mom and Grover were about to get stomped on my a Minotaur, the next, a figure clad in red with white hair had come literally out of the fucking bushes. "How, the hell does a guy his seize and in red just come out of thin air?"

Percy looked at his mother, who had no answers for him, she clearly had no idea who this guy was. Right now all Percy could do was look at it as it gazed up at the night sky as if it was looking for a sign from above?

It was at this moment that Percy saw that the figure had a human like face, sure it was way to massive to be human, but its features did look at least a little human. It's face well from what he saw looked ridiculously handsome, the calm look put Percy off. He had seen and heard that thing yell so loudly that his ears hurt badly. One moment that thing was a red blur of death, now Percy felt that the thing before him look as if it had an aura and feel of command that demanded respect and discipline.

The figure then turned to walk toward the two of them, Percy got up and took a step in front of his mother, he was unsure of what this thing was or what it said. But when it spoke, he had no idea of what it said. It said a few things, then looked at them as if it expected an answer, Percy took note that pale yellow eyes of the figure glance suddenly with murderously at Grover for a moment.

Percy decided not to attack the surprisingly well groomed and good looking avatar of death. "I have to say, you did take care of that Minotaur over there?"

The figure raised an eyebrow at him and then spoke in a deep yet not evil voice. "You are versed in a twisted form of Low Gothic, I am some what familiar with it." Then it said "I will repeat what I said, boy, where is the nearest Imperial outpost that can take me off world?"

Percy now looked at figure then back to his Mom then back to the figure.

The figure raised his eyebrow yet again "I must ask, sprouted a pair of wings, did speak clearly?"

Percy tried not to blurt out what he was about to say next "We heard, we just don't know if such a thing exist, I mean we've only been able to reach the moon."

The figure now narrowed his eyes and said "I take the we is not you and your parent and in fact the entire of your planets population?" He then added "And you will address me as Lord, show some respect." Then as if he had missed a fact he said "Your planet has only got to the moon, how have the Xenos in the great vast galaxy not wiped you or enslaved you?"

Percy had no idea what that meant "Um, what does that mean, my lord?" He quickly added the last bit, this thing took down a Minotaur like it was a joke, he did not wish to be on the ends of its foul temper.

The eyes of the figure flickered to Grover, there was a very clear murderous intent in them, along with disgust. "I see, so I have not killed all the foes of humanity in sight yet, I shall rectify this."

It took a menacing step towards Grover, Percy seeing this, could not let his friend just die and ran out in front of the figure. "No wait, stop, please stop, Grover's a friend."

The figure now looked down at him as if he had said the most unreasonable thing ever. "You are friends with it?"

Now that Percy couldn't stand this, and got ready to box the thing in front of him. "Him, not it!" At this Percy tried to throw a blow but found that he was plucked off the ground by the back of his shirt.

The figure look him in they eyes and his "Respect." Then went on to say "Not many have the courage to come and fight an Angel of Death that is as your kind put it, when they refer to us in is not completely accurate to say the least." The figures face was so blank it made Percy feel a little bit queasy "You stare death in the face, do you not have any words to say?"

It was now that Percys mother brandishing a large branch of a tree, swung it against the figures back. To say it did nothing would be putting it mildly, it or he did not notice it until Percy's Mum, Sally Jackson on the ground. "To attack a scion of Sanguinuis is close combat it is folly, to attack with a twig, now that is madness." He unceremoniously dropped Percy, this was due to the fact that Grover had woken up, the satyr clearly wished he hadn't!

"By the GODS, I thought that Minotaur was bad, but by the Gods what is it, Hades must really want you dead!"

The figure looked at him and said "Speak mutant, how can the children of Armageddon want his head if when this world doesn't even posses transport outside of its solar system?"

Grover at this point said "It can talk, holy shit!"

The figure then said back to him "I am surprised a creature like you can even speak."

Grover at this bit, felt a little offended "Of course I can talk, I am satyr."

The figure went on to say "Speak, I cannot feel the taint of Chaos on you, deem yourself blessed that I am not going to just kill to make sure you don't fall to the four."

Grover was not going to ask him about that, he though back to what it had asked him and then said "Well I start talking about Hades and you bring up the Christian end of the world stuff."

The figure then said "Perhaps your thinking is limited by your?" He paused for a moment to glance at Grovers legs before he found the right word "Your, questionable ancestry" he finished.

This guy or thing had just insulted every Satyr two words, not that Grover was going to tell him that, his life was worth too much. Grover knew it is better to swallow your pride that turn up as what a mess on the ground. This guy or thing had clearly killed the Minotaur, there was golden dust on him to prove it. "I guess you don't know that Hades is a God?"

The guy looked at him "Did one appear while I and the rest of the galaxy was not looking, it may just explain why I am both not dead and floating in space."

Grover wanted to call this guy and alien, but he did not want to see it angry. "Um, not to be rude, but Hades and like all of the Olympians have been around for thousands of years?"

The figure now looked a little taken aback "This is the home world of the traitor Iron Warriors, I did not expect to see life on the planet, let alone trod upon a world that is supposed to be destroyed, what sorcery is this."He then muttered a few words that were not in English or any language they knew. Grover at this point got that he thought Olympus was a planet.

"No wait, hold up, Olympus is mountain dude, not a world or planet thing?"

The figure was growing less and less inclined to spare Grover, "What is this Olympus, I spoke of a world that was named Olympia."

This only served to confuse Grover, Percy and Sally a little more. Percy now said "Hey this planet's called Earth, my lord." He almost forgot to add the last two words on, but seeing as Grover was in mortal danger he could not afford to slip up. "Guardian my ass, why am I the one who is always saving him then huh?"

The figure then said "Earth, hmm have not heard of that planet before." The figured paused for a little while as he began to think over if he had heard of it before, but after about a minute he came to realise the other name for Earth. What he said next was as if he was speaking the name of a sacred place or object for in a soft voice he whispered "Ancient Holy Terra."

The figure now closed his eyes and took a deep breath in and an even longer breath out. When the figure opened his eyes, Grover wanted to run, but found he could not. "You, you dare to defile the sacred name of Ancient Holy Terra!"

It took a slow and thunderous step towards Grover but it did not strike him, no it only said "If you are not a foe to humanity, then where has your kind been for the Long War, where have they been for the last 10 millennia!" He took another step towards Grover and now lifted the satyr up by his throat. "I request that you answer me, Mutant, Xeno, Heretic, give me a reason to let you live and not purge you from existence!"

The figure then said "Do you have any words that you wish to say, I am not choking you, not yet!" It actually took, it or him saying this fro Grover to realise he can breath "I, I can breath, how, how are you doing this?"

The figure only replied "How is irrelevant, what you have to say in your defence is."

Percy at this point saw that what he had said had only landed Grover in more trouble, so the young sea green eyes brown haired boy yelled at the top of his voice "Leave him alone you bully!" At this Percy hurled himself at the figure, who just moved out of the way, but it was only just in time.

Scion of Sanguinuis

I looked at the boy, it was clear to me that he was more than just human, the boy had almost been able to land a blow on him, that was not natural. For a moment I saw a flash before in my eyes, it was just a memory. The image was of a purple shoulder pad, with a golden cup upon it, five silver spikes came out of the top of the come and three gems were placed on it, sitting upon a golden wreath. I had met such a chapter only once, but had heard of them many times from the Imperial Fist.

With two words on my lips I say the name of those who are consider loyal beyond all doubt, if the Imperial Fist, the strict of us all said so who was I to question them. The name that comes to my lips is one of a chapter that went through many trails in service to the Emperor and fell, but no matter what, they were loyal "Soul Drinkers."

As I now look down at the creature who the boy had called Grover I say "Be glad for those who went before you into the embrace of death, their loyalty and courage has saved you from my wrath, give thanks to the name Sarpedon, it is because of him and his loyal brothers that I have not slain you this day."

The satyr I believe he called himself by the name of Grover then said to me "Yeah, I'll give thanks to him, who is he."

I do not grace it with an answer, I now turn to the boy with and say "How is it that you can almost land a blow on me, I was not trying to hard, but no human can move so quickly."

The boy in turn just said "Listen, sir, my lord, whatever, a lot has happened to me today, I am meant to get to a camp, all I want to do is just get this over and done with, please, just leave us be."

It is not the place for humans like him to order me, but I am inclined to accept what he has said. "Very well then, go on your way child, I shall not interfere with you any more." I give the three of them a slight nod and then leave, it is now that I sorely miss my helmet. A

s I take three steps the voice of the one called Grover calls out to me. "Um, not to be rude, but do you like have a place to go, I mean it is all nice that you're not going to kill us, you do know that most people will think you are some type of monster of sorts?"

I turn my head around slightly and show the satyr and raise an eyebrow at it. "I am a scion of Sanguinuis, I have the dust of uncounted worlds on my feet and delivered billions into deaths embrace, what do I care for the opinions of children, yes indeed I am a monster."

All of them are taken aback by what I have said, I am sure the second last part is what truly sacred them, I can feel the fear leaking from them. It is not some idle claim either, I am an Adeptus Astartes, the life I have lived is on of constant battle.

I am the 2nd Captain of a Chapter, a chapter descended from the most glorious Blood Angels. In my veins flows the legacy of my Primarch, I am 429 years by the standard of Ancient Holy Terra. In the vast galaxy I have slain the foes of man, be they the Alien, the Mutant and by far the worst of all, the Heretic, he who wishes to sacrifice and enslave man for their thirsting gods. I now stand before these children, one who is a mutant, the other two I am unsure of.

As if to try to goad me to kill them, the red clouds appear once again, they desire that I kill them, to end their lives. But, if they wish it, then I must not, if I were to fall here, to the flaw, it would be an insult to all of my battle brothers. I look at the children, they had the audacity to think I could not speak.

If what they said was true and this was indeed Ancient Holy Terra, then I in the present but in the past. Until I know the truth I must tolerate them and what they say. The one called Grover then asked "Hey um, I know you don't really like me, but would you consider coming to Camp Half-Blood with us?" I turn around and say "Lead on."

I am still wary of them, but I know no fear, I am a scion of Sanguinuis, to know fear is not in our nature, we are fearless more so than other any other Chapter. I do not know what I will face but if I must face it I will all the same, it is why I exist in the galaxy, to face what others cannot.

Okay so very short chapter this dime, may have notice that I never said the Blood Angels name, well did that on purpose so you will find out later, if I do continue it.

I am not sure if you enjoyed it or not, but I liked writing it, or typing it to be more practical. I just to let you know that the red clouds are meant to be the red thirst that is in his mind. Since he is a 2nd captain, he has heard of the Soul Drinkers and does know what happened to them, well at least until the last of them went into the warp. He is being tolerant of Grover to honour the Soul Drinkers memory.

I will add how it is he got here and why he had no weapons in a little later, I don't like making promises at the bottom here, because I do not always plan how I write out things.

I'd also like any feed back I can get on the Percy Jackson characters as I have read the books, well some of them, but am not all that familiar with them as others. WHY did I read the books, well I had a friend who said don't watch the movie if you read the books, I had not so I did, the movie was just a little above average for me, then I read the book. Yeah I get it why people did not like it too much.

As I said before please read and review, no flaming. Constructive feed back is welcome as well as advice on how to start the next chapters.