Primarchs of Remanent:

A/N: No, I have not stopped working on team RWBYS, just taking a little break. There will be another chapter or so out sometime soon, so don't worry. I just really wanted to right this crossover.

Prologue:

The Primarchs.

20 Artificially created superhuman warrior beings, forged by arcane science at the hands of the God Emperor of Mankind himself, from his own genetic extracts. Each one was to be akin to a demigod of ancient legend, if not beyond, a being who so fully embodied what Mankind can, and will, achieve, the pinnacle of our race, perfected, to lead Mankind in the Great Crusade to reclaim the stars of the galaxy once more for Mankind.

At least, that was the idea.

The strange, deathless and immaterial denizens of that hellish other realm called the Warp saw this project, and did not desire an empire of order to rise once more amongst the stars, to weaken their hold on this material realm they craved so much. With unfathomable power, the stole the infantile Primarchs from their vault of birth, before they could be fully completed and given purpose by the Emperor, and swept away on the strange tides of the alter dimension of the Warp, across time and space. But even the gods of Chaos could not fully contain the potential within such beings, and so, quite by accident, they were thrown slightly off course, through time and through alternate dimensions. Well, a copy of them did.

The real 20 Primarchs were thrown across the galaxy of the far future, but by weird happenstance, 20 weaker, mirror images of these glorious beings fell through eddies in the warp and slipped out beyond the grasp of the gods.

"Oops" Muttered Tzeentch as he realised he would very much like it if there were 40 Primarchs. Even if the other 20 were weaker, lesser reflections of the main 20. Of course, he probably planned this any. Most likely. Well, part of him did. The other parts wandered what the Warp he was drinking when he conceived that notion.

Anyhow, these weaker, lesser images of the Primarchs fell out of the Warp into a new, fresh, universe.

That of the world of Remanent and RWBY.

Over time, in this world, these beings would slowly find each other, at different times, and all arrive at the same place, by some strange pull of fate and fortune.

This place, of course, was Beacon.

But, as we are about to see, dear readers, even lesser reflections of near god like beings are more than enough to upset the status-quo.

So, rather than dilly-dally with 20 different yet oddly similar in some ways to the lore of the original Primarchs, let's just cut right to the chase were they all meet each other, and the characters of RWBY.

Prepare for many a tale of stupidity, Primarch pranking, stupid fights, fangirling/fanboying, crazy weapons and endless hijinks.