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Adivan's eyes popped open again. Hmmm... that's unusual. Unexpected enemies pop up on a daily basis for me; unexpected friends are rather less common. Well, No need to complain about good fortune. He had adjusted his vox slightly, then spoke.
"Captain Engelier, this is Inquisitor Raul Adivan, Ordo Hereticus. I and a platoon of Naval troopers are currently holding the enginarium. The Black Legion will be upon us any minute. You assistance would be appreciated."
At about that point, the Black Legionaires stormed in, spraying bolter fire. Over a dozen Naval troopers fell in the first five seconds, many before they could even bring their weapons to bear. Adivan swore viciously as he moved to engage the Traitors; the armsmen might be competent, but they were nowhere the equal of the Stormtroopers whose corpses littered the enginarium, and it showed. So far, only one of the Traitor Marines had even been hit - a plasma gun to the gut - and that only seemed to enrage him, as his fist pulped the luckless troopers head.
Shouting a battle-cry to Emperor, Adivan charged. In such close quarters, his melta would likely sook more of his own men than the enemy, so he left it hanging from his shoulder, instead holding his energy blade in both hands and swinging viciously for the nearest Traitor's head.
"Captain Engelier, this is Inquisitor Raul Adivan, Ordo Hereticus. I and a platoon of Naval troopers are currently holding the enginarium. The Black Legion will be upon us any minute. You assistance would be appreciated."
At about that point, the Black Legionaires stormed in, spraying bolter fire. Over a dozen Naval troopers fell in the first five seconds, many before they could even bring their weapons to bear. Adivan swore viciously as he moved to engage the Traitors; the armsmen might be competent, but they were nowhere the equal of the Stormtroopers whose corpses littered the enginarium, and it showed. So far, only one of the Traitor Marines had even been hit - a plasma gun to the gut - and that only seemed to enrage him, as his fist pulped the luckless troopers head.
Shouting a battle-cry to Emperor, Adivan charged. In such close quarters, his melta would likely sook more of his own men than the enemy, so he left it hanging from his shoulder, instead holding his energy blade in both hands and swinging viciously for the nearest Traitor's head.
"The bird let out a slow chicken cackle. It sounded like a chicken, but in her heart she knew it wasn't. In that instant, she completely understood the concept of a chicken that was not a chicken. This looked like a chicken, like most of the Mud People's chickens. But this was no chicken.
"This was evil manifest."
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"This was evil manifest."
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The battle brothers spun and gun downed the kroot with ease. Eldar might have moved fast enough to make that maneuver work against Black Legion veterans, but the kroot could not. It was not without consequences. The distraction allowed the troopers to advance and the mercenaries to join the fight.
A melta blast caught Stender in the upper torso. The traitor legionaire was dead before he hit the ground. His killer joined him when Kresh's bolter fire hit the melta, causing it to explode. Kresh slew two others and then retreated behind cover to reload.
A melta blast caught Stender in the upper torso. The traitor legionaire was dead before he hit the ground. His killer joined him when Kresh's bolter fire hit the melta, causing it to explode. Kresh slew two others and then retreated behind cover to reload.
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They had the enemy in a perfect crossfire. Unfortunately, they were also firing at each other.
"Close and engage!" Engelier ordered. "We're shooting at our own here!" He rose to his feet, power sword humming as he swung it in an elaborate pattern, recognizable as a distinct form taught at the Primus Naval Academy for the Gothic sector.
"Close and engage!" Engelier ordered. "We're shooting at our own here!" He rose to his feet, power sword humming as he swung it in an elaborate pattern, recognizable as a distinct form taught at the Primus Naval Academy for the Gothic sector.
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Kresh leaped foreward, bolter in one fist, chain axe in the other. In seconds he slaughtered his way towards the inquisitor.
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Adivan gave a small smile behind his helmet as the Traitor headed for him. Chain weapon... good. I was getting tired of fighting heretics with power swords. Twisting aside as the Traitor lashed out at him, he slashed up with his own blade, the glowing bar of energy meeting the haft of the descending Chain-Axe. There was a shower of sparks a jolt that nearly dislocated Adivan's shoulder, and then the axe simply came apart, severed just below the head. With it's teeth still whirring, in buried itself in the floor, spraying sparks everywhere. As the Traitor MArine recovered, Adivan slash for it's throat.
"The bird let out a slow chicken cackle. It sounded like a chicken, but in her heart she knew it wasn't. In that instant, she completely understood the concept of a chicken that was not a chicken. This looked like a chicken, like most of the Mud People's chickens. But this was no chicken.
"This was evil manifest."
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Axidus flicked Kraken shells out of the the Daemon Blade. Too bad he had used up all his Kraken rounds on the golems. Of course, the hellfire rounds he had sprayed the bay with were quite effective. It was a nasty way to go. He hoped Khorne appreciated it.
Was this ludicrous human actually going to fight him hand to hand? Him, Axidus, Dreadlord of Chaos, Captain of the Black Legion, Butcher of Stenik III? It looked like it. The lightning claws were dangerous and he was wearing power armour. Perhaps another inquisitor? Excellent. Powerful, swift blows of the Daemon Sword drove the inquisitor back. In a few more moments, he would fall.
Was this ludicrous human actually going to fight him hand to hand? Him, Axidus, Dreadlord of Chaos, Captain of the Black Legion, Butcher of Stenik III? It looked like it. The lightning claws were dangerous and he was wearing power armour. Perhaps another inquisitor? Excellent. Powerful, swift blows of the Daemon Sword drove the inquisitor back. In a few more moments, he would fall.
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Axidus felt himself pcked up and thrown against the bulkhead .He could feel his injuries start to heal and saw who had telekinetically thrown him. A new fighter in power aror armed with a nemesis force weapon.His face was familiar but that couldn`t be he was 10,000 years dead and the Inquisition didnt exist .
Nathan reguareded his old marine friend,he knew he had to do his duty.
"In the name of the Emperor Traitor Legionaire prepare to be cleansed....and yes Axidus it has been a long time since we last Saw each other ....old friend"
Nathan hurled himself at Axidus sensing the shock the other being was feeling.
Nathan reguareded his old marine friend,he knew he had to do his duty.
"In the name of the Emperor Traitor Legionaire prepare to be cleansed....and yes Axidus it has been a long time since we last Saw each other ....old friend"
Nathan hurled himself at Axidus sensing the shock the other being was feeling.
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The Black Legionaire paired the power blade with his forearm, almost losing it in the process. With his other hand he smote Adivan hard enough to send him to the ground, head ringing. Which left him completely exposed to the survivors who all had their weapons trained on him. Hellguns, bolters, and even a plasma gun opened up. Even an armoured marine has limits. His chest plate exploded as lasbeams and bolts impacted his flesh. Blood and tissue splattered Adivan. Kresh fell.
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Engelier sidestepped nimbly as a rain of fire enveloped the marine. "Okay! Good job!" he said cheerfully as he watched them shoot the shit out of the heretic. He stepped forward and thrust his sword through the marine's helmet to make sure of the kill, the nodded at Adivan. "Good day to you, inquisitor."
He thumbed the sword off and resheathed it. "So, anything on the auspex, Augustine?"
"All clear, sir."
"Good man." With that, he popped his helmet as the stabilizer drugs began edging him off his high again.
He thumbed the sword off and resheathed it. "So, anything on the auspex, Augustine?"
"All clear, sir."
"Good man." With that, he popped his helmet as the stabilizer drugs began edging him off his high again.
As Engelier turned to face his men, mouth open to make a bold speech, the marine suddenly twitched, lifting his pistol and firing a burst of bolter shells into his back at point blank range.
The look of shock on Engelier's face would have been priceless had the situation been comedic. As it was, he staggered forward a few steps as his men roared and fired at the marine anew, charring the corpse with a hail of hellgun beams and bolter rounds.
Engelier staggered forward a few more steps, blood trailing from his mouth, before he fell forward on his face.
He died.
The look of shock on Engelier's face would have been priceless had the situation been comedic. As it was, he staggered forward a few steps as his men roared and fired at the marine anew, charring the corpse with a hail of hellgun beams and bolter rounds.
Engelier staggered forward a few more steps, blood trailing from his mouth, before he fell forward on his face.
He died.
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"Nathan!" Axidus bellowed. "I don't know how you managed to live this long, but this day will see the end of you. Or worse. Perhaps I'll keep you around half alive for eternity so like your corpse-god master you can watch the Imperium decay around you!" However Nathan survived, it didn't matter. 10,000 years of service to the Great Powers made him above mortal marines as they were above mortal men. Only a primarch was greater than Axidus.
He felt a little sluggish, as if some of the Gifts of Chaos had been taken away. Nezel didn't slice trough the air with the same ease. What was . . . . . the woman. She was the source of this unease. That could be handled. Hellfire rounds were a bad way to go. For blasphemously interfering with the blessing of Chaos it was too good for her, but it would do. He raised his stormbolter at her and fired.
He felt a little sluggish, as if some of the Gifts of Chaos had been taken away. Nezel didn't slice trough the air with the same ease. What was . . . . . the woman. She was the source of this unease. That could be handled. Hellfire rounds were a bad way to go. For blasphemously interfering with the blessing of Chaos it was too good for her, but it would do. He raised his stormbolter at her and fired.
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"No!!!" Nathan screamed, telekinetically yanking the Stormbolter to the side where the hail of deadly hellfire shells endangered the survivors of the earlier fighting. The inquisitor launched himself at the chaos lord, bringing the awesome Nemesis weapon down. Axidus parried easily and the two fighters were locked in a deadly struggle.
The other two marines were not idyl. One charged Lena, bolter flaring. She dived behind cover as the deadly legionaire closed. The other rushed toward the inquisitor and his retainers, bolter and chain axe ready to create carnage.
The other two marines were not idyl. One charged Lena, bolter flaring. She dived behind cover as the deadly legionaire closed. The other rushed toward the inquisitor and his retainers, bolter and chain axe ready to create carnage.
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Adivan got to his feet, his head still ringing from the bow. That settles it. This is the absolute last time I take on a Traitor Marine without a ready meltagun. I slice up his weapon, so what does he do? He blocks with his fucking arm, then he attacks me with his bare hands.
He blinked a couple of times as his vision cleared, and he saw the corpse of the Captain Engelier.
"Shit."
That was about the only thing that came to mind. He said it again, for good measure. He certainly hadn't forseen this. Wearily, he waved at Engelier's troops.
"All right, please prepare to defend this slaughterhouse in case more of the bastards are coming. Feel free to pick up any of the weapons lying around; their former owners aren't likely to complain, and they're probably better than your own. You have my thanks for your assistance."
He blinked a couple of times as his vision cleared, and he saw the corpse of the Captain Engelier.
"Shit."
That was about the only thing that came to mind. He said it again, for good measure. He certainly hadn't forseen this. Wearily, he waved at Engelier's troops.
"All right, please prepare to defend this slaughterhouse in case more of the bastards are coming. Feel free to pick up any of the weapons lying around; their former owners aren't likely to complain, and they're probably better than your own. You have my thanks for your assistance."
"The bird let out a slow chicken cackle. It sounded like a chicken, but in her heart she knew it wasn't. In that instant, she completely understood the concept of a chicken that was not a chicken. This looked like a chicken, like most of the Mud People's chickens. But this was no chicken.
"This was evil manifest."
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Matrick stepped over, rotating Engelier's corpse and closing his eyes, before he settled down into a defensive position. "You heard the man," he said hoarsely. "Get your asses ready for the next wave."
The facemask hid the tears that leaked out of his eyes. He cued up the channel for Synnove.
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"It was quick," Matrick assured her. Synnove affirmed numbly, then clicked off the channel.
Damn him. No matter how many times she had tried to talk him down from his insane risks, he kept going through with them. After a while, she realized that it actually encouraged him.
Those damned drugs were a part of it. He'd gotten addicted to the rush, and they exacerbated his already-present overconfidence problems. It was a miracle he hadn't gotten them all killed in the past, several times over.
But he always made anything seem possible...
She cleared her throat, then opened a channel to the Wager.
The facemask hid the tears that leaked out of his eyes. He cued up the channel for Synnove.
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"It was quick," Matrick assured her. Synnove affirmed numbly, then clicked off the channel.
Damn him. No matter how many times she had tried to talk him down from his insane risks, he kept going through with them. After a while, she realized that it actually encouraged him.
Those damned drugs were a part of it. He'd gotten addicted to the rush, and they exacerbated his already-present overconfidence problems. It was a miracle he hadn't gotten them all killed in the past, several times over.
But he always made anything seem possible...
She cleared her throat, then opened a channel to the Wager.
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The flagellants fell to the legionaires bolter as the ancient and cruel warrior blew open their heads and upper chest. The Jackal managed to parry the dreadful chain axe, but was knocked senseless by a blow from the traitor's bolter. He roared and charged Rosanthor.
Lena sidestepped left, power blade ignited and ready in her hand. The marine overextended himself, but recovered quickly. Not quickly enough. A slice of her power sword decapitated the Chaos Marine and he fell.
Needles and lasblasts from Axidus's digital weapons tore at Nathan's armour. The two combatents, men who remembered the glorious early years of the Imperium, struggled against each other. Psychic pressure bore down upon Axidus as Lena raced foreward and the xeno psyker focused all his power on the Chaos Lord.
Lena sidestepped left, power blade ignited and ready in her hand. The marine overextended himself, but recovered quickly. Not quickly enough. A slice of her power sword decapitated the Chaos Marine and he fell.
Needles and lasblasts from Axidus's digital weapons tore at Nathan's armour. The two combatents, men who remembered the glorious early years of the Imperium, struggled against each other. Psychic pressure bore down upon Axidus as Lena raced foreward and the xeno psyker focused all his power on the Chaos Lord.
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