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I confess I'm not sure where exactly this is going. Came back from work, had a free moment, and was surprised to see a bunch of replies on a half-baked idea for an alternate universe. But, who am I to stand between hobbyists and their passions? So, here's the 'Lost Brotherhood' universe. Instead of the traditional 18 known legions, the Emperor has been given the strange fate of having legions only from the ranks of B&C's the Lost and Forgotten. I know we have roughly 10-11 legions. If anyone has a Missing Legion somewhere hidden in your past, feel free to post it. Also, apparently, a few eager members have already grabbed legion numbers. Here's what we have so far. And, if I may make a suggestion? I believe the Lightning Bearers should deserve the title of the First Legion. As for my Halcyon Wardens, I call Fifth Legion. Nominally Loyalist: Alexandros Darshan VonSalim (Psyker, Shield-master, Diplomat, Friendly, Pro-xeno) Niklaas (Muggle, Siege/Stealth Ops, Craftsman, Snarky, Anti-Xeno) Hectarion Mycenor (Muggle, Berserker, All-Rounder, Calculating, Anti-Xeno) Azus (Muggle, Ninja, Saboteur, Bipolar-sanity, Anti-Xeno) Daer'dd Niimkiika (Muggle, Heavy Assaults, Master Smith, Boisterous, Anti-Xeno) Yuchau (Muggle, Fleetmaster, Air Superiority, Fanatic, Anti-Xeno) Pionus Santor (Muggle, Apothecaries, Support Ops, Chaotic Good, Anti-Xeno) Nominally Traitor: Alexos Travier (Psyker, Raider, Scientist, Unstable, Anti-Xeno) Icarion Stormborn (Psyker, Divination-Master, Martial Artist, Mystical, Anti-Xeno) Raktra (Muggle, Raider, Opportunist, aggressive, Anti-Xeno) Koschei (Pariah, Anti-psyker, Resilient, Idealist, Pro-Xeno) K'awil Pakal (Pariah, Raider, Psy-warfare, Cranky, Anti-Xeno) Sorrowsworn Morro (Muggle, Oceanic Warfare, Geneticist, Focused, Anti-Xeno) Nominally Revolutionaries: Jade General (Pariah, Medical Experts, Martial Artists, Aloof, Anti-Xeno) Kozja Darzalas (Muggle, Heavy Infantry, Aspiring Royalty, Haughty, Anti-Xeno) Nomus (Muggle, ???) Nominally Neutral/Renegade: Gwalchavad (Pariah, Ranged Warfare, Martial Artist, Peacekeeper, Pro-Xeno) Andezo Samedi (???) Primarch Discovery List: 1st- Icarion [805.M30] 2nd - Alexandro [829.M30] 3rd - Leman Russ [847.M30] 4th - Daer'dd [855.M30] 5th - Niklaas [863.M30] 6th - Kozja [871.M30] 7th - Pionus [872.M30] 8th - Nomus [887.M30] 9th - Hectarion [888.M30] 10th - Morro [894.M30] 11th - Koschei [900.M30] 12th - Alexos [902.M30] 13th - Azus [909.M30] 14th - Andezo Samedi [914.M30] 15th - Gwalchavad [917.M30] 16th - Raktra [917.M30] 17th - Yuchau [933.M30] 18th - K'awil [947.M30] 19th - Magnus [966.M30] 20th - Jade General [974.M30] The Vizenko Prosecution Pro-Genetics Kozja (Wants to create the One True Legion) Jade General (Wants to create Pariahs) Alexos Travier (Cloning Marines) Sorrowsworn Morro (Improve Astartes) Raktra (Better Astartes) Neutral/Undecided Koschei Pro-Purity THE EMPEROR! Alexandros VonSalim Pionus Santor Daer'dd Niimkiika Hectarion Mycenor Azus Legion Sizes Lightning Bearers: 250,000 (?) [Traitor] Halycon Wardens: 240,000 [Loyalist] Eagle Warriors: 187,000 [Traitor] Crimson Lions: 180,000 - 200,000 [Loyalist] Scions Hospitiliar: 150-170,000. [Loyalist] Godslayers: 163,000 [Traitor] Warbringers: 160,000 [Revolutionary] Iron Bears: 160,000 [Loyalist] Wardens of Light: 157,000 [Neutral] Fire Keepers: 150,000 [Loyalist] The Drowned: 140,000 [Revolutionary] Predators: 130,000 [Renegade] Dune Serpents: 97,000 [Loyalist] Void Eagles: 92,000 [Loyalist] Jade Legion: 30,000 [Revoultionary] Grave Stalkers: 10,000 [Traitor] Berserkers of Uran: ??? Emperor returns to Terra: 000.M31 Date of the Day of Revelation: 031.M31 Icarion's Defeat: 058.M31

As a hobby writer, I greatly enjoy creating fluff through stories. And since my current project is the II Legion, I decided to write the stories here, while I work on the rules and general lore elsewhere. The first segment is currently attached to the first topic I created, which is called The Renegade Legion. Here is where I will continue it. ~~~~~~~ Gregory waited impatiently as he relayed the avalanche of reports coming to him through his small communicator currently wrapped around his ear. The balding aide was under the distinct impression he was being ignored as the Prime Minister occasionally nodded, while he put the finishing touches on his uniform. Gregory glanced around the small ready room as his mouth instinctively spoke. Small was a relative word for this room and the rest of the mansion that was the personal home of Salim's Prime Minister. The ceiling, the walls, even the furniture were twice the size of their normal cousins on the rest of the planet. It had to be, for the Prime Minister was a giant, though he made sure there was plenty of normal-sized furniture to host the many leaders and guests he often met or entertained. Unfortunately, this room made no such accommodations for the rest of the humanity as this was Gottfri's personal ready room. A single large desk and chair were the only furniture, while most of the walls were decorated with weapons, pictures, and other keepsakes that supposedly enhanced the Prime Minister's creative desires on the days where he simply wanted to tinker. Gregory took a moment to ignore his communicator as he asked his own question. "Sir, is it wise to choose your military uniform for this...event? You said there was nothing to fear." "We don't," Gottfri reassured him as he finished pinning the last of his military awards, which covered both sides of his suit jacket with ribbons, seven-pointed stars, and medals. "But, until the unknown is cleared away, the people will fear this strange fleet coming towards us. They will want to know that they will be protected and what better way to show them then by physically reminding them that I am their Commander-in-Chief." The giant turned to the trusted aide. "Has the Senate convened?" "Most of them, sir. Senators Myron and Senator Xiu haven't arrived, but their aides say they are only momentarily delayed." "Good. Have my car waiting for me outside. I'll be leaving in a few minutes myself." "Yes, Prime Minister," Gregory replied before hurrying out. Alone and free of distractions, Gottfri turned his head toward the ceiling. With ease, his mind reached out and he left his ready room behind as he awareness flew through the atmosphere. As ordered, Zhon's fleet had stand down and was holding orbit above the planet. The thousands of human minds in the fleet were colored with fear, anxiety, surprise, and hope. With a thought, Gottfri passed through the fleet to study the far more interesting arrivals. Before him another sea of humanity slowly moved towards them. No. Not just humans. While there was humanity numbering in the millions stretched out before him, some of them were not quite human anymore. Thousands of minds were subtly different in a way that took Gottfri a few seconds to miss out. No fear. No hint of it. Fascinating. And three minds stood out like stars in the enormous cloud of human thoughts and emotions. Well, two stars and a supernova. Gottfri thought about investigating the two smaller stars, but he recognized the mind of his Father. After several decades of not knowing who his true parent was, he allowed curiosity to focus on the golden power and he hurried to it. Not yet, my son. All in good time. Gottfri blinked and was surprised to see he was on the floor. The words. So few, and yet more than enough to 'gently' push him back into his body. No one had ever shown such power to him. Not even the strange xeno he had caught a decade ago. He climbed onto his feet as he analyzed the words again. He felt hints of amusement, a strong dose of determination and affection. Yet, he could detect a smidgen of disappointment. Without meaning to, he felt his second sight reaching into the future to determine the cause for the disappointment. He frowned and stopped himself. For all he knew, his Father would sense that as well and take offense to that. Still, he doubted his brush with his Father's mind was the cause of the disappointment, but what was it then?