Sanguinius - Sanguinius Comes to Baal: Soon after the Emperor created the primarchs, the Ruinous Powers of Chaos made off with the infants and carried them through the Empyrean. Unable to destroy the primarchs outright because of the powerful arcane psychic protections laid upon their gestating forms by the Emperor, the Dark Gods nonetheless did their best to alter the Emperor's work to their own selfish ends. Thus it was that even the best of the Emperor's creations became corrupted at the outset.The gestation pod that housed the infant Sanguinius came to rest upon the moon of Baal known as Baal Secundus, at the place now called Angel's Fall. The infant primarch was found by one of the wandering tribes of Humans who called themselves the "Folk of Pure Blood," or simply "the Blood." The young Sanguinius' life almost came to an end then and there, for the touch of Chaos had changed him. Tiny vestigial wings, like those of an angel, emerged from his back. Many wanted to kill the child as a mutant, though in all other ways he was as perfect a child as had ever been seen. Eventually innate compassion prevailed and the child was spared.Sanguinius was indeed angelic, not just physically, but also within his unblemished soul. Many of the parables and psalms still recited by the Blood have been transcribed by Blood Angels Librarians over the years, and are kept with reverence in the most sacred shrine-archives of the Blood Angels.Although the details of Sanguinius' early life are lost to time and memory, the notable events of his childhood have been told and retold so many thousands of times by the Baalite tribes that they have become ingrained in cultural memory. Like the other primarchs, Sanguinius grew to maturity at an incredible rate, as did his wings. The feathers were as white and pure as a swan's, but as strong as those of the Imperial Aquila itself. His wings ultimately became mighty pinions that could bear him aloft through the scorching desert air, inspiring awe and devotion from the lesser mortal beings beneath.Sanguinius learned everything his adoptive parents within the Blood could teach him. After only three solar weeks he was as large as a child of three Terran years and could walk. It is said that at this age he slew a giant fire scorpion with his bare hands, and that he never once showed fear at the colossal beast's onset. By the time he was a standard year old, Sanguinius looked and acted like a man in his youthful prime. He could walk without a radiation suit in the poisoned, radioactive wastelands of Baal Secundus. In the use of all weapons he soon excelled his teachers. He could smash a path through a rockfall with the blade of his hand, best wild animals with but a glance and soar high into the sky on his mighty wings to observe the land below from the perspective of a god. As Sanguinius reached maturity, his tribe prospered and grew under his wise guidance.When a wandering band of feral Baalite mutants surprised his tribe, Sanguinius slew them all single-handedly, although they numbered over a hundred. This was the first time the members of the Blood had ever seen the Great Angel truly angry, for he felt his comrades' lives were in danger.When the blood-rage overtook him he was indeed terrible to behold. The full powers of a primarch came upon him and a nimbus of light played about his head. Sanguinius distinguished himself in the fateful years that followed. He soon rose to the pinnacle of the primitive society present on Baal Secundus, and under his leadership, the pure-blooded Baalite tribes united against the infestation of mutants that had begun to plague the radioactive wastes of the moon.Under his perfect leadership, coupled with his total mastery of physical combat, the Baalite tribes drove back the tide of mutant filth that threatened Humanity's hold upon their poisoned world. Under Sanguinius' direction Mankind earned another chance to build civilisation upon Baal Secundus. In time, as a result of his accomplishments, Sanguinius was inevitably worshiped as a god by the Humans of Baal who owed him so much. They were convinced that paradise would follow in the crimson footsteps of the Great Angel.  Yet it was shortly thereafter that fate intervened once more.