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Pt. 1: battle on Archus

The Imperium planet Archon is full of caves full of rare minerals, Imperial Shipyards, and impenetrable fortresses. Although the Imperium has ruled this successful planet for centuries, It has not gone beyond the eye of Grandfather Nurgle, who wants it to make a huge "Plauge world", a world dedicated to his worship. For this grand venture, he sends forth an army of corrupted and diseased traitors, with a vicious Champion leading them....


Our mutated ship touched down on the dark planet, and we all hurried out. We quietly ran to the command bastion, and looked at the defences. On the front there was four guards with bolters and chainswords at the ready. Pulling out my bolter, I fired at the nearest guard's head. It hit him in the brain, sending him falling down. The three other marines rushed at us, with their chainswords. One ran up to me and slashed my arm. Not even a scratch. I quickly stepped in back of him, and stabbed a rusty dagger in his neck. My mutated brothers overwhelmed the others and totally obliterated them. Four down, a lot more to go.

"You there, Justae, Elsin, break down that door." I said, and they both raised their assault cannons, tearing holes in the door. Ten guards in the center of the bastion fired their bolters at us, and rushed out with chainswords, ripping my brethren apart. I pulled out my bloodstained sword, and impaled two on it's deadly blade. My two other plauge squads rushed at the eight others, reducing their numbers to only two. One rushed at my second in command, Y'ter, and slashed his head off. I roared in rage, and sent a knife flying into his chest. Quickly, I pulled it out, and he drowned in a pool of his own blood. Now, thats how you kill an Imperial dog. The other felled on the ground, and tried to get up. I trained my bolt pistol on his head, and fired.

We turned a corner, and found ourselves in a chapel, containing an altar, and statues. I ordered that they be destroyed, and smiled at the burning Imperium flag above the ruined altar. I motioned for us to move, and we went straight up, only to find a huge turret in our way. We ducked, and a huge blast of fire roared past us. The operator turned it on our banner bearer and fired. The Banner bearer got up, and sent shots flying into his head.

"Fire! Fire! Fire!" I yelled to my men, who fired round after round, until the turret exploded, and the operator jumped out. He pulled out a bolter, and injured two plauge marines, only to suffer multiple shots to the head. I kicked away his corpse, and we ran straight up. We ran straight into ten Imperial guards, two with lascannons and open fired, although they took down three of our men. Eventually, with two left, one pulled out a lascannon, and trained it at my head. Suddenly, he fell down to the ground, as a bullet from the last guardsmen hit his head.

"If you let me live, I will join your ranks, and devote myself to Nurgle." The Imperial said, showing no emotion.

"And why would I do that?" My voice bellowed from under my helmet.

"Because I saved your life."

"Fair enough. Let's go." I said, as a cold smile formed upon my lips.

Oh I love it! I can't wait to see what happens next! How many parts are there?

Thanks , sorry, short intro, but the rest will be long and bloody (5-10 pts.) maybe more! Enjoy, everyone!

May i ask how plagues are falling to bolter shells so easily, i mean these guys literally dont feel pain, you would have to dismember them limb from limb to stop them.

This is a good intro and I'll make sure to read the updates. I like the sentences like " I trained my bolt pistol on his head, and fired" and "He pulled out a bolter, and killed two plauge marines, only to suffer multiple shots to the head" for some reason. I guess they're a good way of describing action. However, like EagleArk, it seems kind of weird to me how fast the Plague Marines are getting killed.

Alright, I made some updates, is it good now?

Yep, now the injuries are more realistic. Keep up the good work.

Thank you LoneLictor, the next battle will be really entertaining, I may post up tonight, or tommorow.

Nice!!

Thank you Reynen ! I might be posting part 2 tonight, its gonna be long and bloody

Your a great writer and I'll keep up with the story. I am right now writing my own story but i haven't published it, and I 'm going to spend a few weeks on it. It's about he secret of tau.

Thats great, Reynen, I will be sure to check it out! Oh, and thanks!

Pt 2. Victory

I stared at the former Imperial Guardsmen, and found no emotion, nothing, not even fear. How could he not be afraid of me?

“What’s your name?” I asked him, waiting for an answer. After a few seconds he spoke.

“Call me Drake.” He said with a grin.

“Alright, Drake. Now, we need to destroy all of the bastions in this section, which is how much?” I questioned, with an authorative tone.

“Eight, including this one, the Imperial forces on Archus built in a defense system, in which eight, light missiles are contained in this Bastion. The commanding Commissar set them up, to be able to destroy any bastion if it is overflowing with enemy forces, such as us.” He said, showing a blank face.

“Well, Drake, we need to destroy all of the Bastions, and you need to prove yourself worthy of joining us. If you do not prove yourself, then we will kill you. So, how do we activate those missiles?” I said with a growl.

“Only the Commissar can activate them, and he is at the top floor of this Bastion, which is heavily guarded. Those guards could do a lot of damage.”

“Ah, but Drake, you forgot, we are Plague Marines,” I said with a grin “Now, lets move.” We ran through winding passageways, and turning tunnels. Eventually, we all came to a large door.

“What’s that?” I hissed from under my helm.

“Weapons center, has tons of weapons.” He said, quickly eyeing the rest of my diseased squads. I nodded , and stepped aside. One of my Plague Marines pulled out a lascannon, and blasted the lock off. I stepped inside, where there were five Techmarines inside, forging Imperial weapons. I raised my bolt pistol, firing a few shots into one Techmarine. He fell on the floor, and I kicked his body out of my way. One of the other Techmarines pulled out a Plasma Pistol, and shot me in the arm. I roared, and stabbed my knife in his head. I quickly pulled it out, and slashed one in the neck. The other one fell down in terror, and I emptied my bolt pistol into his body. I picked up some weapons, my men did the same, and we went through the other exit.

“The Commissar’s personal quarters is up there.” Drake pointed to a flight of spiral stairs. I trudged up, followed by my loyal men. After a few minutes of walking up the marble stairs, we reached a sort of lobby, shielded by a huge door, covered in spikes, and Imperial writings. I examined the door, while our newly joined friend Drake read the Imperial writings. Suddenly, the door opened. We stepped back, and out came five Imperial Terminators. They fired their Heavy Bolters rapidly, taking out two men. We returned fire but to no effect! Their armor was too strong! Oh, well. I rushed up to one, jumped up, and plunged my sword into his head. I tore it out, and my men rushed forward to join me in close combat. Drake pulled out a chainsword, and sliced of a Terminators hand. The armored Space Marines fired their guns once again, but scored no killing hits. Everyone rushed forward, and the Terminators were decapitated.
“Where’s the Commissar?” I asked, turning to Drake. He nodded toward the opened door. Inside was a uniformed Commissar, whose eyes opened when he saw us. He was outnumbered, with no guards, or petty Guardsmen to help him now. He pulled out a Plasma Pistol. Quickly, I rushed up to him, and slashed his hand off, which flew backwards. I picked him up by the neck.

“How do you activate the missiles?” I roared at him, making him shiver.

“Ugh....Let go, Ill show...you...” He gasped as I threw him on the floor. All of my men trained their guns on him. He turned to a control panel.

<Access code?> a machine’s voice wirred.

“Unite.” He said, and the panel lit up, showing all eight, deadly looking missiles. I pulled out my sword, and slashed his back. He fell down, in a pool of his blood. I selected seven of the missiles, and fired. All around the Bastions, everyone erupted in huge flames, except number one.

“Well, Drake, you have certainly proven yourself.”, already seeing that he was being slowly corrupted by Nurgle.

“Well, its better than being a Guardsman.”
I nodded, and pulled out a comm link.

“Captain, Send in the “Plague Engine”, we are finished.” I said.

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Nice! Except terminators dont use heavy bolters, more storm bolters and assualt cannons, but honestly i dont care, i was expecting guard vets, not bloody terminators! Good work.

Thank you EagleArk!

Wow I was really captivated by the story. It was very well written. I am looking forward to the next one.

Nice new entry, I wish I had remembered to read it earlier. You have a good writing style.

Something seems off with Drake. He doesn't show fear or hesitation, like some sort of sociopath and he became corrupted by Nurgle unusually quickly (though Nurgle is pretty quick to corrupt guys since all he needs to do is get them sick and icky). If I were a Plague Marine I'd probably be careful with him.