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Azwraith collapsed, his body, phantoms and armour all pitted and scarred from the thousands of shurikens embedded in his flesh. He looked up weakly at the two enemies, and then fell unconscious.

(OOC: Sorry I've been gone a while)

One of the massive decepticons stared down Metal Gear REX, who growled in response. Raiden stood by the massive machine's side, ground literally covered in hundreds of dead bodies. The unstoppable force of the Metal Gear had destroyed everything in it's path. Although Raiden still had no idea who it's pilot was.

The decepticon lunged at the Metal gear, some type of blade spitting from it's arm. REX responded with a massive head butt that cracked directly into the enemy's chest, the blade was unable to damage it's thick armour shell. From it's position, REX launched many small missiles from hidden ports all over it's body, each of these crashed into the beast with tremendous power.

Raiden jumped to help out, grabbing the metal monster by it's leg. It took all of his tremendous strength, but Raiden was able to flip the monster into a section of the structure, leaving the beast jammed within.

REX took a step back and settled into the ground with his stabalisers grabbing the floor, a high pitched whining announced the activation of the massive Rail Gun that was atop his right arm. With his sights locked direction on the decepticon, REX fired it's Rail gun, with deadly force.

A whole appeared in the chest of the machine, this hole punched directly through the hull of the Citadel, letting space enter for a few short moments until some emergency shield sealed the space station. Completely destroyed, the massive beast slumped to the ground, oil dripping like blood.

This left REX and Raiden alone, surrounded by the dead. REX's mouth opened up, allowing Raiden to see the person controlling it. Inside, bandana wrapped around his head, was............ Otacon?

Otacon, of all people, had been using REX as a death machine, looking down upon his old friend Otacon called out.

"Snake sends his regards."

"What is with REX?" Raiden replied.

"I rebuilt it, it's better than ever. I replaced the nuclear launcher with a standard Rail gun, it should cause a lot of damage."

High above them, the form of Sovereign could be seen skulking towards the station. Raiden and Otacon knew that REX was probably their best bet to take the whole thing down. Leaping into REX's cockpit, Raiden buckled down behind the scientist, ready to do some damage.

 Kain wrote:
"You are not of flesh and blood, but of hate and thought. You possess abilities not possible by physics, why do you fight against them? Why resist the oncoming storm of burning realities and dying universes? This will be but one of many. You cannot resist us, you cannot hope to stop us. So why fight?" Sovereign asked the Daemon as it noted the systems alliance fleet dropping down from the mass relay, directing the geth to fight them while it and it's reaper destroyer escort continued to lie within the citadel in readiness.

Provoked by the machine's words, Skulltaker stood firmly and retorted "I am hatred, anger, destruction, bloodshed made manifest. For I am of Khorne, the Blood God. You believe Khorne resists the concept of a burning reality? No, he is its catalyst. Every building demolished fuels Khorne. Every icon burned fuels Khorne. Every inch of blood spilt fuels Khorne. Every life taken in anger and hate belongs to Khorne. When many mortal lives are lost at one place in a short period of time, Khorne's strength grows."

As he continued speaking, his voice grew louder and reality seemed to throb even stronger. "The only time Khorne will stop fighting is when all is wreckage and everything is red with blood! One of many realities to burn? You can bet on it! BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD!"

At that moment, the boundary between this reality and the realm of Chaos finally ruptured allowing the Bloodtide to rush into the Citadel. Daemons materialized out of thin air and began cleaving everything that moved, C-Sec agent or geth drone. Skulltaker's own Juggernaut appeared before him. He mounted it and rode off trampling several vorcha that got in his way. The rest of the vorcha though, now totally committed to Khorne fought alongside the daemons as they spread throughout the station.

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"Your Chaos will drown in it's own life's essence once we bring them forth. You cannot stop them. Nothing has stopped them. They are without end or beginning. They are the finality that awaits all universes. They are the Ulutraxi, they are death, they are oblivion, and we fight in service to them." It said as it directed Decepticon, Chitauri, Scrin, and Husk support to fight the daemons spreading across the station in an attempt to keep them contained, the imperator titan sized, though probably not titan strength'd Reaper Destroyers hanging to it's side then splitting off to land on different sections of the citadel to turn their wrath against the invaders as Sovereign started to interface with the citadel and commence the cycle, only for quite unexpectadly, some ghost in the system to work to keep it out.

This ghost was Prophet and his A.I, S.E.C.O.N.D, his suit now enhanced by decepticon plating, geth nanomachines, scrin attenuated energy shields, and Tiberium infusion systems that fed vast amounts of energy into it's very core, covering much of the flayed musculature look of the suit with the self regenerating molecular armor plates of the decepticons and substantially thickening his suit as it bonded with it's new upgrades. In his hand he clutched a mass accelerator-tiberium shard gun with a secondary tiberium conversion beamer that replaced his old SCAR with something substantially more powerful. He hadn't quite acquired enough grist from killing enemies to replicate Samus' suit though.

"I'm working to keep Sovereign out of the system, stop him from calling the rest of the reapers...it's a little harder than it looks, and much more important than you'd think. There's hundreds of thousands, maybe even millions or more of full scale capital ships like him, definitely hundreds of millions of destroyers, and a vast number of Scrin, Chitauri, and Decepticon ships lying in wait to support them. If I let him do it, he's going to call them all to reinforce him and we're going to get swamped." Prophet said as his A.I battled with the sapient starship for control over the station.

"But I've found a weak point." Prophet said before sending out the message to everyone on the citadel.

"Sovereign's planning to use this station to draw in the rest of the ulutraxi aligned armada to this point before spreading across this galaxy to harvest it. I'm doing what I can to keep him locked out but I can't hold on indefinitely. But, he has a weak point. He's heavily invested himself into a Turian, like those C-sec guys, by the name of Saren. He's almost certainly been heavily augmented by the technology of each of the Ulutraxite factions, but if we can kill him, Sovereign will be stunned and drop it's shields long enough for either the natives or us to finish him off and delay the Ulutraxite invasion." He said over the comms as he looked at the ship wrap some of it's tentacles around the central node of the citadel.

Authrix spat another curse as he flung yet more bolts at the gathering Xenos. The Warp storm trapping him had thrown the Dark Angel away from those he had apprehended the Xeno Loki with, forcing him to fend for himself. With bolt and chainblade he had scoured his path of xenos, until they finally took notice of the Blue armoured man destroying awve after wave of their troops. Smiting the last few, Authrix paused in his killing.
Where am I? Scanning the environment did nothing to aid him, He couldn't see or feel his allies nearby. Wait... this feeling... Am I being dampened?
His question was answered as a huge shape crashed though the wall, sending debris flying past the Psyker. It turned with a metallic snarl, energised blades flicking from the massive beast's wrists. Authrix placed his weapons on the ground as the Decepticon advanced.
"Easy... I mean no harm."
"I DO." It replied, starting into a sprint, only to stagger as a volley of las arced into its sensors. The beast roared at the sudden interruption, searching for the source. A pin point shot tore through an exposed cable in the exoskeleton, and suddenly Authrix's powers came flooding back to him. He could sense the presence nearby, a lone Guardsman. The Decepticon had found it too, turning to face the human.
"I SHALL SQUASH BOTH OF YOU AS THE BUGS THAT YOU ARE." An energised blade rose and fell as the trooper dived from cover, rolling away from the machine. Authrix offered a hand as the Decepticon pulled its blade free.
"Guardsman."
"Astartes." The man cracked a grim smile. "Seen these before?"
"Not like that. But..." He focussed on the leering machine as it stalked forwards. "Stand back." Feeling the energies of the Warp once again, Authrix felt an involuntary smile as the energy drew into his head. The machine advanced as he projected the energy around it, a shimmering halo of light around the beast's head. With a single motion, he forced it into a singularity, crushing the Decepticon's head under the titanic energies of the Warp, before tearing off the crumpled remains and casting it to one side. He drew a breath, realising he had been entirely focussed on that single task, before turning to the other man.
The dark blue and grey fatigues he wore were familiar, as was the symbol upon his right shoulder. The man carried a lasgun connected to a power pack, while his helm was more advanced than that of a normal trooper. All this Authrix knew, as he recognised the man somewhat.
"Hepps? Ventiran 72nd?"
"You know it. I didn't think I'd have the misfortune of meeting you again Librarian."
"Second Librarian I'll have you know."
"Of course!" Hepps bowed low, laughing as he did. He faced the Dark Angel with the same cocky grin as before. "What brings you to the hell hole then?"
"The Warp, my friend. Doesn't seem to be my friend today." Hepps cast a look at the downed Decepticon.
"I don't know about that..."
"I wouldn't worry. Where's your unit?" Hepps shrugged.
"Probably dead. I lost them... somewhere. Been wondering around for ages looking for something that isn't either a google eyed alien or a massive fething robot."
"You too huh? Well, I'm looking for some friends of mine. You're free to tag along Hepps." He shrugged.
"Better than dying alone."
"Very good then." The two set off, down yet another corridor they didn't recognise, the same grey panels and strip lights greeting them at every turn.

REX stomped along towards a exit hatch large enough for the massive machine to leave the Citadel. Raiden was helping to control the dreaded beast, although Otacon seemed to have everything under control.

"I was able to increase the processing power of REX, it's faster and more powerful than ever before."

"Do you reckon it is large enough to defeat Sovereign?"

"Of course, I might have lied when I said all the nukes are gone. We still have one left, a surface piercing bunker buster with a nuclear warhead."

"Excellent," Raiden paused and tried to call Prophet, "This is Raiden and REX, if you can bring Sovereign's shields down, we can send a nuclear warhead down her throat."

They finally found a hanger to the outside, REX slowly stomped along the outside of the Citadel's hull,going to find the perfect spot to launch a nuke right up Sovereign's backside.

Clearly seeing that Sovereign was all banter no bite, he continued riding through the Citadel with his legion and his rage filled vorcha cult.

"This one is below us 'Ra, but I will leave him with some final peace before our depart! Sweet dreams Azwraith" Atropos cast nightmare upon the weakling lancer, leaving the lancer in painful spasms as the two departed. The call of Prophet echoed through their com-channels, alerting them to the Sovereign's attack. The two raced through the citadels crumbling halls to find the titanic Sovereign awaiting them, in orbit around the planet below. The gargantuan craft was at the head of a massive fleet, with the Sovereign surrounded by it’s own defensive of fleet made up by dreadnoughts and cruisers. It was obvious to Bane that the defenders had done very little to push the massive fleet back, or their attempts had been made in vain. He suspected the later as he watched the debris of the fleet defending the planet before form a great cloud below, a charnel house of death for their whelp crews. Atropos knew that they could not board the Sovereign on ‘foot’, and they lacked a scroll of town portal to take them to the great ship, but it seemed these natives possessed their own non-magically driven craft capable of flight; “Tell me ‘Ra, do you believe you can pilot one of these craft?”

(OOC: Back, thank you for not killing me )

Ra followed Banes vision, which was set upon what appeared to be a transport ship, transcribed with the wording UT-47A. ''Only one way to find out, my darkest ally''.

He deftly sprang over obstacles to get to the portal of the small troop ship, which was slightly larger then an Eldar Wave Serpent. It was abandoned. Ra swung himself into the drivers seat before thrumming the activation runes, drawing upon past experiences. His mind skimmed through hundreds of souls kept within his armour, assimilating any info that could be useful. One of the souls had been a Mariner, another a Crimson Hunter, before the call of the reaper came. Bane boarded and Ra gently caressed the transport to rise, mostly through guess work, but the controls where familiar to him. They sped off towards the massive ship/beast that was attaching itself to the middle of the world ship. They where gaining on the Sovereign.

Azwraith lifted his head weakly. Painfully, he turned his head towards the leaving troopship. He pulled out a small leaf from his pouch, and unwrapped the small spherical object contained within. Lifting the tango, he crawled towards a pot plant, the only one that had not been shredded or mangled by Ra and Bane. The pikeman hefted himself up... And ate the tree. The mythical energies of the tango being powered by the raw plant matter provided by the pot plant. As the regenerating properties of the tango kicked in, Lancer crawled into a small troopship, much smaller than the one that Ra and Atropos had escaped in. The lancer lifted his head, and saw a radiant creep scramble into the spacecraft. "This world is breaking apart" it said. "We must leave here, lest the dire scum escape!" Creepy scrambled into the cockpit and fired up the engines, just as the prone lancer lost consiousness. The small spacecraft barely escaped the crumbling remains of the citadel as a massive explosion ripped through the the station.

With an entire arm torn off of the citadel, the signal to attack was made. A series of imperial Thunderbolts weaved through the carnage, targeting one of the destroyers with a series of lascannon shots that sailed right through it's kinetic barriers, striking critically important parts of it as it tried to catch the fighters with point defense lasers before shadowsword tanks put in just the right spot finished off the reaper destroyer with a series of volcano lasers, boring right through it's hull and sending the machine crashing down and exploding.

The second reaper destroyer was then targeted and destroyed with extreme prejudice by the battered systems alliance fleet pouring in through the gap made by the explosion, with the dying machine seeming to scream into the serpent nebula as heavy rounds smashed down it's barriers and then it's hull, though not before it could take a few frigates down with it with sweeps of it's powerful cannon, sending red streams of molten metal flying at near light speed. The third was attacked by Samus' series of gunships, which peppered it with kinetic barrier ignoring energy weapons as it swayed left to right trying to get a good bead on it's attackers before a good shot was made into it's "eye" crippling it's barriers and allowing a powerful bomb to be sent smashing through the optic and into the core, where it promptly exploded.

The fourth however, moved to try and intercept Ra and Bane, the one hundred and sixty meter ship detatching from the citadel to fly at them and try to get a bead on them even as it was being reacquired by the alliance fleet, Imperium, and gunships. Outside however, an Imperial fleet had arrived and was quite brutally stamping down on the fleet Sovereign assembled, with the gargantuan battleships being nearly half as long as the citadel itself and far more massive, impressing upon the natives the need to serve the Emperor as it smashed through the remains of Sovereign's guard fleet.

Now was the matter of stopping Sovereign himself.

"There's no time to delay, if we want to secure anything from the world below other than total domination, then we must destroy this craft at once. Quickly ram the vessel and we'll enter into it's heart, and try and destroy it from within."

Ra jinked and weaved around solid walls of fire, missiles and lasers that criss-crossed across the void. Only his enhanced Eldar reflexes kept the ship in one piece, calling upon memories of his Crimson Hunter self, Ra made extreme manoeuvres that put the transport to its limits. The Transport jinked within meters of entire weapon batteries, scorching the armour-plas of the transport. The Transport spun and weaved towards the vast, over-shadowing Sovereign. Ra re-routed power to the pair of forward facing Mass Accelerator Cannon which sent spiralling projectiles across the void with deadly precision, blowing a small hole in the side of the gargantuan ship. Ra flew into this hole with centimetres to spare, before engaging landing thrusters. They landed amid the dusty veins of the great creature, they where inside.

Azwraith awoke, his transport adrift. His creep companion was lying face down on one of the benches, clearly exhausted, and snoring loudly. The pikeman shook the creep awake, asking what had happened. The creep replied. "Our engines have been shot out by the dire (OOC: Not literally, radiant creep is kind of fanatical) and we are out of fuel. "I do, however, have these" The creep pulled out a pair of winged red boots from his mossy cowl. "Perahaps we can get off this craft", Lancer pondered, strapping on the boots of travel.

Sovereign moved in for the kill but REX stood still against the chaos. Parts of the massive space station were beginning to fall away from the mass, the Citadel wasn't going to last much longer. REX had bolted it's feet to the floor, it wasn't going to be moving anywhere. The nuclear warhead had been loaded into the rail gun, and the massive cannon was spewing lightning as it powered up.

"Come here you big bully." Otacon shouted over the comm, but due to the vastness of space not a single sound could be heard by the beast, still the machine waited.

The Sovereign had noticed this easy prey, and was moving in for the kill, but this was exactly what Otacon wanted.

"Steady, steady now." Otacon said, his finger on the nuclear button. Sovereign had shielding, but if it moved too close then that shield would provide no protection.

"Fire Otacon!" Raiden shouted, Otacon obliged and launched a nuclear missile directly into Sovereign's stomach.

The monster lurched, before wincing in pain as the nuclear missile punched through the hull. The explosion was massive, and the front half of the creature was engulfed in flames and it winced about in agony. Wasting no time for a counter attack, REX bolted back to it's feet and began to run as fast as it's legs could carry it across the hull of the Citadel. Sovereign wasn't dead yet, but it wasn't doing much better than the Citadel was.

Skulltaker decided to finally make another move toward Sovereign. Leaping off a part of the Citadel with his Juggernaut, he flew through empty space and landed within the mechanical monstrosity by flying up its main beam cannon while it was stunned by the external fire. Inside, he was confronted with husks of harvested mortals which he cleaved apart with disappointing ease.

He sensed a sort of psychic presence within the dark halls of the Reaper. It was the indoctrination powers of the Reaper. Not a being made out of matter, Skulltaker was immune to the negative affects of this power as he tried to find his way toward Sovereign's core.

The pikeman readied himself, the creep strapped to his back. He checked the creep was securely strapped on, his pike stowed, and his diffusal blade in its scabbard. Regretfully, the only thing he could teleport to was the Bane Elemental (OOC: I know you can't do this in game, but it seems like the only other plausible thing to TP to.) He activated his boots, and began the teleport.

Landing next to Atropos, the Pikeman lifted his hands. "I propose a truce, at least until we enter the next realm." The creep on his back was unconscious, thankfully, lest it ruin the moment.

Sensing danger within it's internal systems, the Reaper directed as many of it's husks, geth, scrin, and chitauri to get inside and defend it's interiors, directing Saren to fight those who infiltrated it's interior while Samus' gunships swarmed around and deposited their deadly cargo. John and Rose would fight the monstrous ship from it's exterior as it's tentacles swept across the systems alliance fleets, firing out jets of relativistic molten metal and thin laser beams to carve them apart like turkeys while the Imperials busily destroyed the remainder of it's fleet outside the citadel. Prophet and Samus on the other hand, came down inside of it, feeling Sovereign try to direct it's efforts to indoctrinate the intruders, feeling it's anger as Chaos took hold in it's systems.

"Alright, listen up, Sovereign has a core of negative matter, if we destroy that, we kill this thing and stop it from summoning the rest of it's kind. Then we dismantle this thing piece by piece so that it's dimentia inducing systems don't affect anyone anymore. I"m reading that Saren's gotten inside with an army, so prepare for a fight." Prophet said over the comm links, announcing his presence by ziplining in and kicking right through the faces of some husks and landing on the ground, firing mass accelerated Tiberium shards into some Chitauri whose kinetic barriers held for a bit before cracking, the shards tearing off limbs and body parts as they penetrated, then detonated.

Samus came in via screw attack and bowled right through a series of scrin buzzers and ravagers, landing on the ground and sweeping the room she was in with rapid fire from her combi-beam, pushing forward as more and more enemies were being teleported in by the Scrin to fight those attacking Sovereign. "This is Samus, I'm in." She said as she cracked apart the head of a Tiberium mutated Chitauri with a super missile, wincing as parts of the deceased alien splattered on her shielding.

From the outside, Sovereign and the Imperial fleet noticed enormous light blue tendrils of wind forming in the serpent tendril, snaking into the opening citadel and swarming around Sovereign, who fought back with it's Magneto-hydrodynamic cannons and added Scrin and Decepticon technology, telekinetic barriers and attenuated energy shields forming around it as winds that could pierce through miles of solid stone slammed into it's shielding while a build of magical energy could be felt around it as Rose prepared a spell against the ancient machine, forming a shield to block the ruby red rivers of death issuing forth from it's eye.

"Then let this mechanical monstrosity meet it's end!" Bane screeched as he searched the long, vein like tunnels of the great vessel for the things supposed "heart". He summoned fistfuls of magical energy as more reapers arrived to oppose him and 'Ra. Atropos quickly dispatched several of the strange creatures while 'Ra gave supporting fire.

'Ra turned a corner, making a fighting advance with Bane. Without thought he laid low an entire hall way full of robotic zombies, Shurikans shredding flesh and tearing out implants. Ra bounded over impeding bodies, running along the grotesque fleshy material that made the interior of the creature. Geth and Chitari poured in through corridors, but there was no cover to be found and they where painfully slow compared to 'Ra. 'Ra vaulted over lanes of fire, finding footing upon the fleshy walls and even the ceiling before sweeping each opening with Shurikans. Wild shots ricocheted off Ra's armour, showering sparks off the impact and leaving ragged scars upon the ornate armour. 'Ra could hear it pounding in his ears, drawing him on. A thumping, a distant, yet tantalizingly close thumping of the core of the creature. Ra switched to witch sight to see the Warp bending and contorting around a blob of nothingness, an anti matter core. ''Come Child of Nightmare! Let us Reap the likes of none before, For Ynnead!'' Ra accompanied that last battle cry with a powerful psykic pulse, knocking intervening husks out of the way, only to be met with a new fusillade of fire power landing multiple scores into Ra's armour. Ra scowled, getting there may be a problem.

Azwraith stepped forward, tapping Atropos on the shoulder. Except the thing was not Atropos. The reaper turned around, its comrades turning to give chase. The pikeman scythed down the first reaper, whirling to face the second. He willed out a set of phantoms, and destroyed the oncoming Reapers as they charged. As his phantoms charged through the veins of Soverign, Azwraith took a step back. And promptly fell through a vein and onto the shoulders of none other than Maugan Ra.

Bane swept away the last of the opposing sovereign defenders, his black fire melting bone and flesh into puddles of slime. The elemental snarled as Azwraith reappeared, raising his jagged fingers and casting a gout of lighting onto the Lancer, leaving him spasming in pain as Atropos unleashed his assault; "You should have realised from the previous encounter what this will end in Lancer, your death." Bane sent another jolt of energy through the lancer; "You will pay the price for your lack of vision!"

Ra heard a large creaking from above, Ra stopped and looked upon just in time to see Azwraith appear from a jagged rent in the ceiling and land perfectly on his own shoulders. Ra was momentarily stunned, but Bane was quick about it. He sent a scurrying bolt of energy that knocked the lancer clean to the ground with a hard thud. The Lancer reacted with admirable speed, leaping to his feat and multiplying himself several times. More Dark Bolts sizzled around Ra's head as Bane began an offensive. Ra looked as Azwraiths determined expression, then at the ceiling where he fell, then towards the centre of the ship where the heart lay.

''Stop this at once!'' Boomed Ra, accompanied by a psykic wave to solidify the point. Azwraith paused mid step, unused to being 'Willed' and even Bane slowed, throwing his single bolt before turning to look at Ra. ''It is no meer coincidence that we meet the Lancer again, and I will not stand against fate. At least not when the cost is so high, and when the Lancer may be of use. Each and every mechanical monster will be converging on this position, that could be millions, we could use a distraction! Azwraith, you will send your doubles to the far corners of this ship, drawing all the attension they can. You will accompany us to the heart, so I can watch you, and what you will get in return?'' Ra looked Sharply at Bane ''Protection from 'him' until I see fit, and hopefully a way home. Choose your words carefully Lancer, Bane is anxious for some real souls.''

As Azwraith stood, at ease. "I accept your truce, although I have a 'gift' for Bane." The lancer lifted the creep off his back and threw it at Atropos. "That should sate your thirst for souls," said Azwraith, as the creep struggled to it's feet, Bane leering down at it gleefully. "And this should satisfy my end of the bargain" The Phantom Lancer unsheathed his diffusal blade and handed it to 'Ra handle first. "So, shall we leave?" The pikeman willed out more phantoms. They spoke as one. "We feel the rush."

Skulltaker sensed the fighting elsewhere in Sovereign's body, but chose to ignore it as he closed in on the Reaper's core.

A pulse of energy throttled the creep as Atropos drunk the life from it, leaving it a withered husk on the steal floor. The sounds of Bane sucking the life from it were horrific, but the elemental simply moved on without a care in the world as he delved deeper with his allies into the Sovereign's depths, swatting away Husks and Geth as they attempted to stall the demon thing from it's prize. Bane's tally only grew.

Skulltaker was the first to reach Sovereign's core. It was a large orb of blue mass effect energy. Intent on skewering the core and finally fading out of this realm, Skulltaker rode up a ramp on his Juggernaut and prepared for a charging leap.

Ra, Azwraith and Bane where unstoppable. They where proceeded by waves of disorientating doppelgangers, the machine logic engines unable to sort fake from real. Bane strode forward with impunity, carelessly swatting the merge life from the machine things while Azwraith was slicing apart Geth before they even noticed his prescience. They arrived at a long, fleshy door. It was tall and strong looking, it would take an army to knock it down. Bane then proceeded to blast the door open with ease and Ra marvelled at the things power. Their was an under current of rage and hatred that crept their way into R'a mind and he tasted blood in his mouth. Ra saw the familiar daemon thing 'Skulltaker' riding intently towards the core of the beast, but Ra didn't care. This creature was a twisted parody of Khain, representing wanton murder for the sheer enjoyment, the same creature that slaughtered 18 exarchs at the battle of blood and tears. Ra let out a cry of challenge before sending a blazing fussiliade of Shurikans into the daemon beast. Shurikans glanced on the creatures rancid cloak of skulls, but they bit deep into the Juggernaut, which toppled under a leg cracked with Shurikan fire. Skulltaker got up scowling, inhuman rage in an inhuman throat.

Critically wounded, Skulltaker's Jugernaut phased out of this realm leaving the daemonic herald to stare down the three other outsiders to this realm. One of them brandished a large cannon trained on him.

He knew a challenger when he saw one, but Skulltaker was already dead set on dealing the death blow to the Reaper. He was already cheated out of a grand trophy in the previous realm, he was not about to let that happen again for Khorne's wrath would be terrible. He didn't care for anyone who chose the coward's missile thrower over the blades of the fearless anyway.

There was still a large drop between the platform and the core, but there was a series of rafters along the top of the chamber that Skulltaker could easily get to. Darting to the side and dodging the incoming fire from the Phoenix Lord. Before he could make his ascent though, he took a shot right in the head.

Reeling from the blow behind cover, Skulltaker knew another hit like that would expel him from the realm. He climbed up to the rafters still under fire. Leaping from beam to beam, there was still a long jump to be made where the rafters ended before he reached the core. With all the fury within him, he lunged forward...

As he soared through the air though, Maugan Ra landed another shot into the back of the daemon's head. Skulltaker could feel his form beginning to dissolve, but attempted to maintain his presence with all his rage. His sword angled forward, he hit his mark. The fiery daemon blade piereced the core's casing. With his final strength, he hung onto the metal surrounding the core and made two more furious jabs. Then, facing his banisher, he simply spoke "I'm sure we'll meet again.", before falling off the core and passing out of the realm.

Unstable mass effect energy began erupting from the damaged core...

This was the end. Sovereign was dead. The giant space vessel lurched towards the Citadel, using the last of it's dwindling power to bring it closer to it's target. It's life force might be draining, but it was going to take out it's target with it.


Everything was sluggish aboard the vessel, Sovereign was reluctant to respond to commands, everything was going dark. But using the last of her energy, Sovereign smashed straight into the crippled arm of the Citadel, ripping apart even more of the space station.

Everything went quiet, everything went dark.


Citadel was dead, Sovereign was dead.