Adrassil

Despite being in the midst of the whirling, chaotic melee and smashing and bashing with his precious, now empty long las. Hayden still managed to see the little bitch fall, then suddenly be taken like a child's hand snatching up a doll and fly a long way. That was Karmen; it had to be her using her telekinesis to bring Adelana to them. Lucky little- Hayden's commlink beeped into life. 'Hayden,' said Darrance. 'What in the hell do you want, Darrance?' Hayden roared as he smashed in the top of a Velrosian Resurrected's skull. 'I'm in the middle of a frigging battle here!' 'I'm sorry to avert your attention, old friend, but just let me speak. We have worked together for a long time,' said Darrance. 'Over twenty years now. You have been a good friend, a good colleague. You must have saved me on countless occasions now-' 'I saved you far more than you saved me frig you.' '...Indeed. Do you remember what that Eldar warlock said? That this world, this planet, is infected with chaos.

Link to chapter 1 Dellenger pointed to the sky as he ran, firing flurries from the hip and Tathe looked to see the dot falling from the back of the Guncutter. There wasn't much the Imperials could do for Adelana now, so Tathe just told Dellenger to keep an eye on her and the Guncutter. But there was only about twenty metres between them and the tower's entrance. He didn't know whether the young woman would be able to land in time to join them. He didn't know this Adelana well but she seemed a good person and he hoped she wouldn't be slaughtered- Tathe slid to a stop as did everyone else as they saw it. Blocking their way was a crowd made up of the Resurrected of their closest friends and comrades. There was colonel Quatrat, the leader of the Marangerian regiment, and the other colonels including Vonlet. Vonlet looked every bit the aristocrat his name implied, he was the middle son of the lord of the province Freldreth in eastern Velrosia. But his personality was anything but

Link to chapter 1 'Where did they go?' Adelana cried. 'Where did he go?' 'I have no frigging clue,' snapped Darrance. 'Shut it and get yourself under control, calm your damned farm and all that crap, damn it.' Adelana shut it, mostly out of bemusement for Darrance's strange colloquialism. The beeping from the scanner drew Adelana's attention to it. 'We've got more ships coming on us,' she said. 'Yes I got that, how many?' 'Twelve. From the south-east, will be on us in a few minutes.' 'Great, just frigging great.' 'What do we do? The Imperial force still hasn't reached the tower. If we run...' 'Damn it. I was hoping that would have more time,' said Darrance then he started to flick switches. 'W-what are you doing?' 'Putting more power into the shields. If you wish to abandon ship to look for Attelus, now would be the right time.' Adelana gaped as the implication seemed to sink into her pores. 'But we-' 'I am sure the Eldar will be able to extract you from the surface

Link to chapter 1 'What?' said Attelus. The daemon smiled or at least it may have been a smile. 'Well...an ultimatum to be more precise. You can either pledge you allegiance to the blood god, or I will just slaughter you and you will become his servant either way.' 'W-why?' Kharkartskar shrugged. 'If you give your soul it will allow Him to grant you strength. Did you ever wonder why it was always cultists that could match you? That received his blessings?' 'No...not really. I was...too busy trying not to die.' Attelus couldn't help wonder, why in hell was he treating with this abomination? The daemon's snarling maw grimaced. 'Then you are a fool.' Attelus just shrugged. 'You maybe a fool but you do not mindlessly worship that corpse like rest of your kind.' 'I worship no one and nothing,' said Attelus, defiance echoed through the white void despite the fear throughout him and the bemusement. 'And I prefer it stays that way.' Much to Attelus' surprise the daemon let out

Link to chapter 1 Jelket now advanced with the rest of the throne agents. They surrounded Karmen in an escort formation as Halsin tried his best to treat Kamen's wounds as they jogged down the hill in the middle of the Imperial Guard ranks. Jelket's, Vark's and Helma's Hellguns as well as Hayden's long-las were dedicated in their firing arcs in taking down the daemons, while everyone else held their shots back. But even still their ammo was nearing empty. He tried his very best to keep his attention away from the breathtaking battle going on between Attelus, Kalakor and the daemon. And he tried to fight the tears in his eyes. 'Battle' was too stronger word as it was impossible for his eyes to follow, but he didn't have to see it to know all they were doing was holding it off. Sacrificing themselves for the Imperials advance. 'Get a hold of yourself, Jelket,' snarled Vark. Vark's words did anything but as the tears poured unbidden down his face. 'For frig's sake,' said

Link to chapter 1 'You did it Karmen,' said Tathe turning to the psyker. She didn't respond but kept stepping, due to the servos of her power armour Tathe was sure. A chill blasted through Tathe, he hoped he hadn't got her killed. He met the gaze of the nearby Vark and pointed to Karmen. Vark nodded and began to approach her. With deft hands he took off her helmet and Tathe felt a shiver of shock through him as he saw the blood which coated her face from the nose down. Vark felt her pulse. 'She's alive, unconscious, but alive,' said the stormtrooper. 'I will call up a medic.' Tathe nodded. It was then the Greater Daemon of Khorne smashed amongst its servants with the force of a bomb. It hit the hill about fifty metres to the left of the Imperial advance, crushing countless Resurrected under its huge bulk, all they could do was cry out being too packed in to even attempt to get out of the way. Then it rolled and crashed down the hill, throwing up what must've been tons of sand

Link to chapter 1 'You did it, Karmen,' said Tathe turning to the psyker. She didn't respond but kept stepping; due to the servos of her power armour, Tathe was sure. A chill blasted through Tathe; he hoped he hadn't got her killed. He met the gaze of the nearby Vark and pointed to Karmen. Vark nodded and began to approach her. He took off her helmet with deft hands, and Tathe felt a shiver of shock through him as he saw the blood that coated her face from the nose down. Vark felt her pulse. 'She's alive, unconscious, but alive,' said the stormtrooper. 'I will call up a medic.' Tathe nodded. It was then the Greater Daemon of Khorne smashed amongst its servants with the force of a bomb. It hit the hill about fifty metres to the left of the Imperial advance, crushing countless Resurrected under its huge bulk; all they could do was cry out, being too packed in even to attempt to get out of the way. Then it rolled and crashed down the hill, throwing up what must've been tons of

Link to chapter 1 Explosion after explosion coated every inch of the Bloodthirster's hide. Adelana had witnessed lascannon blasts burst through adamantium walls and fry people into ash, but all the constant barrage seemed to do to the daemon was slow it slightly. The Bloodthirster, as Tathe had called it, swooped like a comet made up of blurring blood toward them. Cursing, Darrance sent the Guncutter arcing away and wheeling onto the daemon's flank, just finding some space out of the vast axe's arc. 'Why won't you die!' he roared; Adelana had never heard the pilot so frustrated before, and she couldn't blame him for it. She then saw it. 'Darrance, watch out!' The gigantic cat 'o nine tails whip seemed to grow out of its freehand and swung for them faster than thought. With reflexes that left Adelana's breath in her throat, Darrance barely managed to bob the Guncutter beneath it. 'Frig you,' Darrance screamed; Adelana had no idea who "you" was. 'You little frigging bastard