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(Y500)(not quite what i had in mind but good nonetheless) The booming voice addresses you sternly with a hint of mocking laughter "You see puny wretch, the fight would not have gone well for you, I am far stronger than even this form suggests my stunted little worm..." his monolouge pauses for a second as he surveys his troops, then his throbbing bass voice reaches your ears again but you are strangely unnafected, "They will fight against the sons of the false god, but remeber they fight for me wretch, not you."

Vantrava, not budging a inch in this confrantation, starts to talk, "And it be good for you to remember that i have the power to bring the imperium down on you. So i think we`re even on terms of ground. But i do give you you`d probably win in a strength test so i give you that." Melius laughs some more and pounds down the plaza to what seems to be his SIC. Vantrava moves back to the bunker and keys the entry pad. A door slides open and he steps into the interior of the bunker pill box. He moves over to a sabre gunner and pats him on the shoulder. The gunner looks at him with terror in his eyes but he knew his duty and wouldnt shirk from it. Vantrava moved deeper into the bunker to go and look at this store that was underneath the bunker facility. It took a 2 minute elvator ride to get there. He stepped off the elevator and was greeted by a tech-preist. It lead him to the breach they had cut in the door. Vantrava walked through the door and found walls stacked high with ammunition, guns, shells, armor, and a single door was ont the other side. It was swung open. He loved how his tech-preists worked without him having to say something. He walked over tto the door which was about a 1/4 of a mile away and peered through into a much smaller room. A single light shone down on a display case looking thing. Vantrava walked over to it and looked inside. It was a very ornate power armor. It looked like something from a time thousands of years ago. It had long boots that were like the boots Vantrava wore. Except they were skin tight all the way up the leg. It had a knee pad attachment that had thigh protection too. The chest plate was rut out a little right below the neck line and was ribbed diagonelly under the bump. It had a a belt and hip peice comforming to the bottom of the chest plate. It had no shoulder pads but it had bracers for the bicep protection, and guantlets that covered his top forearm and hands up to the elbow. The helmet was a almost V shaped helmet with a long triangle slit for the eyes. The neck guard was a high and flared but gave enough room to move. It all was held on by strap like things and it was on a body suit. Vantrava looked for some controls and found a single button. He striked with awe from the ancient suit pressed it. The glass on top melted aways and the suit was lifted up and out of the case. It then segemented the peices of the armor and held them out for whoever was to wear it. Vantrava called the tech-priest over. It stared in awe too but kept moving. "Yes, you needed me," it said in it monotone voice. Vantrava nodded and spoke, "I require you to help me put this on." The priest nodded and they proceded to put the armor on. Once it was on he activated the power souce, since it was too heavy other wise. It flared to life and a huge display played out before him. The suit then conformed to fit Vantrava. It fit perfect except his bionic arm. He had the priest remove that section and he was happy. He then realized that it wasnt power armor but more just a shielded version of carpace armor. Either way it was better than the standard flak armor of the guard. He suddenly felt a surge of power and Melius appeared before him. He laughed and spoke.

"Do you really think that this plate is meant for you insignificant wretch? hahahaha no it was meant for a great hero of this planet, oh and one more thing, no you cannot bring the full might of the imperium ontop of me, for if i recall correctly you killed a marine....."

Heedless you move forwards and take the plate, first slinging on a black shirt which moulds to your skin, you then put the armour on, when it is done you look imposing and powerful, to your right you notice a long ornate power sword in a sheath with its twin beside it.

(Any reference to the ff char in your avatar whilst describing this armour Y500? juge ghis?)

Kain crushes the skull of a Tyranid and throws a grenade into the Spores landing point and continues to fire apon the Tyranids while fighting them off in close combat with his Power Axe , he then grabs a gaunt and lobs it at a Tyranid Prime.

(very much so. I randomly found that and thought it was pretty cool. No its judge bergan)

Vantrava like the feel of the armor. He reached for the swords, but Melius slams his sword down in front of Vantrava's out reached arm. "You realize worm that the second you unsheath those swords you will have to fight me," Melius booms. Vantrava shrugs and grabs the swords anyway. He hooks them on to his belt where they belong. He then throws the force axe away and draws both swords. The right sword glows with a blue light and is jet black. While the other one radiates red light and is pure white. Melius steps back. Vantrava starts laughing. Melius despite being so imposing flinches at the sound. Vantrava then takes a step froward and Melius disappears in a flash of red light and smoke. Vantrava just remembering about the priest looks over to see that it had crumpled and fallin onto the floor. Vantrava not caring walks out of the small room. He closes the door behind him and locks it.

(a daemon prince wouldnt back of from two shiny swords, theyre fearless for a start), (and yeah i thought it was one of those two) You sheath the swords and move back into the main area, only to find the marines slaughtering the guardsmen, 20 are alreadydead but the heavy guns turn on them killing several chaos before pertering out, th gunners themselfs dead, you look around at the carnage, your forces being obliterated before you, and abouve one of the parapets is the unhloly form of the daemon prince Melius, your XO skewered on his claws.

Bolter shells ripple through the bunker as black templars storm the breach, clearly taking advantage of the infighting, storms of lasgun round filling the gaps,

tyranid drop pods also rain down around you obscuring the sky. The ground is literally crawling with combatants, you realise that by taking the swords you have doome your entire company, one of your former comrades runs towards you screaming for help, you unsheath one of the swords and skewer him through with it, the powered edges ripping through the poor mans body. He whispers in your ear as he dies, "Traitor"

(Reaper) Your marines fight back at the nids and manage to push them back, then a bloodthirsty howl splits the air and you look around to see several packs of hounds of Khorne waiting your command, you grin savagly at the massive beasts, they will serve well

(Well either way it played out well)

Vantrava watched as his command squad, minus his XO, ran over to him. "Sir we must get out of here," his adjacent yells. "I know Brin follow me and gather as many men as you can. I have a plan. Vantrava and his command squad run through the fighting unscathed but for the few who are quicly cut down by either Vantrava or his command squads heavy bolter. By the time they make it to a secondary exit, they have about 50 men. He has all of them move through the exit and escape through alley above. Vantrava takes one last look at the carnage and runs through the exit. Vantrava meets up with his forces and ushers them through the hive. The tyrinid were dying in hordes from enemy guardsmen throughout the hive but Vantrava and his men, using they`re stealth abilities, are able to make it to a small chapel. Vantrava knew the emporer had no faith in him but it was still a defendable place. Vantrava and his men set up a base. It was poorly constructed but it would have to do. Vantrava`s men were exausted and scared, but they were working around that. It took about a hour to set up the chapel base, and despite the invasion, the chapel didnt come under attack until the night.

(Y500) as darkness falls on the hive world the templars and guardsmen have fallen back to their bunkers, whilst the more powerful tyranid force continues to swell, in the darkness the whispers of chaos can be heard, tantalising invitations that see many of your men commit suicide in dark corners, you did indeed enter a chapel, but you failed to notice the chaos corruption and it slowly drives you mad, to think you can beat it, you will yourself ignore the voices.

In the corner one of your men begins to cough, a harsh retching sound that cuts through the whispers, small particles of blood fleck the mans boots as he coughs bent over.

Vantrava runs over to the man and takes a look at him. He`s dead. He then realizes that the man was mutated also. He curses. Something around here has been tainted by chaos he thought. He had 45 men left. He needed to find a better spot. He got up and called the men to attention. A las pistol goes off and another soldier kills himself. "We must move from this foul place follow me. He and his men grab the equipment and run out into the night. They run blindly for a while until they come across an abandon bastion. Vantrava aproaches it and calls up a squad to help him take the bastion incase anything was in there. He kicks in the half destroyed door and rushes in. A tyrinid warrior turns and gurtels a challenge. Vantrava accepts and slices the beast into three peices. Vantrava`s men are astonished by Vantrava`s speed. Another bursts from the stairs and the guardsmen rip it to shreds before it could scramble down them. Vantrava called up his only flamer and told him to purge the bastion. It takes about 45 minutes to get through the bastion and kill all the tyrinid. He finally moves his men into the bastion. One of them has a slightly mutated head and Vantrava skewers him. He let the body fall and he had his flamer burn it. He moves back up to the command door which is sealed tight.

Kain points at the Tyranids Alpha Beasts and simply alows them to tear into the Tyranid Primes while he and his men Slaughter the remaning Gaunts and other minor bioforms and cretures with a unholy blood lust. Kain leads a charge and decapitates a second prime.

The coughing starts a gain, many of your men close to fifteen keel over, you look back about to ceck their vital signs when you notice something strange, the dead men from the chapel are following you, you look at the icon abouve it and you shudder with fear, Nurgle. The destroyer plague has come to Abrantias, you know only one way to release a planet from the grips of this plague, to kill the herald of nurgle perpetuating it... and there is only one known herald who could bring such a plague....



Typhus.


You are brought back to the present by the groaning of the zombies created by the plague, many of your men put their gasmasks on you feel safe inside your armour but you arnt sure how long that will last, from doors and windows of the hives around you you notice more zombies coming. Ordainary citezens now turned to the walking dead.

Your previous battles seem pointless as you watch the horde apporaching.


(reaper) The hounds tear into the Tyranids and you cut through the gaunts, after a time you find youreslf clear of enemies

Brin curses and then exhales. The command hatch opens and Vantrava steps in. He and his 30 remaining men enter and shut the door to keep out the hordes. Vantrava walks over to a command console and starts to reboot the system. It sputters to life and Vantrava smiles. He then updates the current orders and maps. The imperial forces were in a route to their fortress a few kilometers away. Vantrava then summons up the schematics for the bastion he's in. He sifts through it. Meanwhile his troops set their two heavy stubbers to guard the door. The flamer troops were also preping to incinerate the dead zombie's so the desease doesnt spread. Vantrava finds what he was looking for. The trench connection. It was directly linked to the room. Vantrava knew that was the only way out. Suddenly a thudding noise comes from outside the door. One of Vantrava's men lifts up his hood and pukes on the floor.

Hey, can I make an eldar farseer(I don't know crap about wolves...)

hahaha
ok man i guess i could make an exception here
...

think of a really good way to write yourself in tho
i dunno how to add you to the plot line

(y500) a rapping sound starts on the windows, hundreds of fists banging against the hyper toughened glass

Kain remains quite as he tears the teeth of the Tyranids from their broken bodies as trophies and wears them around his neck while marking his Helmet with the Blood of beasts to represent his victory while his brothers do the same , they leave the Hounds to chew on the bones of the Tyranids before advancing out of the area ready to fight again.

"Find me a Valkyrie and a suitable pilot I have a plan , the Imperials will panic in the thought of battling the eternal legions and we must be ready ourselves. We cannot make the mistake these are mere beasts and we must be ready to battle the."

Name: Farseer Thelas
Faction:Eldar
Wargear:Runes, Boneshards,Ghost Helm,Witchblade(Claymore), 5 Pronged Singing spear, Shuriken Pistol
Reason for being on Abrantias:(Full reason not yet revealed) For an Artifact held by an Unknown faction(Chaos, Imperial guard, etc)

Thealas looked into the portal."THis is it, go in get the artifact, then come back. Don't make connections like you did last time. They will die. Like it or not," His friend made a point. Last artifact he retrieved he befrieinded a Chaos Space marine sqaud(Winning thier trust by casitng powers and saving thier lives.) and soon after he left they were killed by a group of ambitous Guardsmen."Ok I won't"He told the warlock. He stepped through the portal and with a flash of light he was on Pall Abrantias XII."Hmmmmm"He thought outloud as soon as he saw the tyranid devastation. He began moving in the Artifacts direction.Out of nowhere he heard "Ready! Fire!"he heard a Mon'Keigh say. He trew a rune into the air and time slowed.

He began chanting and pointing in the direction of the group ready to launch a volley of Las rounds at him."No." He said and a lightning storm stripped them to the bone."Not this time," He said.

(Reaper) You warriors nod, and several move of in tight groups soon dissapearing into shadows around the city to find a valkyrie

(Wild, i guess this will work, your old char can just become an anonymous space wolf, anyhoo....) The lightning tears and shreds at the mon'keigh, when the storm has run its course you continue to move towards the artifacts direction, but then you stop, your witchsense can no longer detect it on the planet.... it must have been taken offworld...

It took days to cleanse the hive, poison gas seeped through every Tyranid infested sector. Every day, Serik and his Banewolves poisoned the infected areas with corrosive gas, although each time an area was cleansed of xenos, another entire sector would become infested by more Tyranids.

The Leman Russ Eradicator rumbled across the road leading the Banewolf column. A blast of acid erupted from a distance, melting the engine of the tank but doing little damage. Serik climbed out of the tank to inspect the damage, but was shocked by what he saw, on the outskirt of the hive was the massive lumbering form of a Tyranid Bio-Titan, it's massive acid spewing cannons firing at their position.

"Retreat to base, move!" Serik ordered, two more tanks were hit by acidic crystal shards which caused them to explode, corrosive acid spewing from the wrecks, the crew now nothing more than melted down to their bare elements.

Climbing onto the last remaining Banewolf, Serik ordered the crew to drive right back to base at top speed. Just before they departed, Serik could just about see two more over the horizon. The regiment on Abantias had no superheavy units which made it nearly impossible to engage such powerful enemies.

However, as befitting his rank, Serik had the authority to launch three Deathstrike missiles, each loaded with a powerful plasma warhead. He would need Techpriests to prepare them however. If the Imperium could not hold this world, then nobody would have it.

(Serik) (wow massive epic scrap soon methinks) Your vox crackles into life and the harsh monotones of the techpriests come through, "We will have the weapons re3ady soon Commissar, but we will need protection and the Tyranid bioforms are becoming ever more geared to assaut us"

a brief spark of static then some more chilling words
"they are coming"

The recovered Valkyrie had suffered some damage after attacks by the Tyranids but was still able to fly and with Imperial codes the Valkyrie was able to pass through the Imperial defense with ease while they battled the Tyranid hordes. Kains ship landed in a abandoned Imperial Hanger away from the Imperials fighting and set to work establishing a base.

(Reaper) you set to scavenging parts from many different areas of the building, a techmarine of the Dark mechnichus arrives to give aid after you vox for a architect for bunker building, unfortunatley you were forced to leave the hounds behind, however three more squads of CSM's arrive and two squads of havocs who entrench thenselfs in the upper area of the building armed with heavy bolters and autocannons

Serik arrived back at base with the few remaining men he set out with, he looked around, "Good, the Tyranids have not arrived yet, we still have time to prepare our defences."

Contacting the senior Tech Priest in charge, he would have to divide the attention of the Mechanicus staff in preparing the deathstrike missiles and improving the fortifications of the base. Judging by the long range auspex, the Tyranids would take several days to arrive. The defences should be able to be improved, but by only on the skin of their teeth.

Moving to the silos where the deathstrike missiles were housed, Serik had to inspect the missiles in various ways before being able to authenticate the activation codes. The missiles were in good condition, the Techpriests had been tending to them well since his arrival. What surprised him was their payload, he was mistaken in believing they were plasma warheads, but had instead the more destructive vortex warheads. If used incorrectly, they could potentially tear the world into the warp.

He was satisfied. Inputting his authentication code, the deathstrikes released their safety clasps and service clamps. They were ready to be prepared for launch, although the technology was fickle, it would be impossible to know when the machine spirits would allow them to launch.

Serik tasked himself with overseeing the defence of the base while the techpriests busied themselves appeasing the machine spirits. Barking orders to heavy weapon teams and logistics crew, Serik knew that the Tyranid big creatures were the threat here. Ordering that every heavy weapon (especially the venerable lascannon) to be brought to base, and every available man who could handle a gun head to their position, Serik knew that he would have to abandon the hive to it's fate while they defended themselves.

Luckily for the people of the Hive, they were already fighting the Tyranids with Hive Gangers and pirates under the command of Rogue traders, they were in fact, probably better equipped than Serik's men, although they were most likely equipped with heretical xenos technology that the Rogue traders have acquired through their unscrupilous dealings with dangerous xenos.

(speaking of which XD) From the planets surface hundreds of valkyrie strike ships can be seen flying through the atmosphere, your vox barks out, "YEEEEEEEHAAAA THIS IS OUR PLANET YOU SPACE BUGS"

"Establish a private Vox network and have patrols guard all exits and entrances."
The Chaos marine nods and returns to his duties while Kain marvels at the dead Tyranid being studied by the Tech Marine.

"Grand cretures arn't they , the perfect weapon and almost infinete in number. Prepare the neuro toxin for deployment."

Vantrava taps the activate button on the console. The trench hatch pops open and a count down timer activates. His men quickly start filing down the hatch. The stubber teams were disassembling their weapons. They finished and went down the hatch. Vantrava went to follow when suddenly the door bursts in. Vantrava curses and runs towards the hatch. A large brute thing lumbers to intercept him. He drops at the last moment and slides down the hatch and Brin hits the seal button. The hatch slams shut and a small timer appears on Vantrava's HUD. It reads two seconds. Vantrava starts laughing as a large crash is heard overhead. Vantrava then moves to the front of the lines and moves down the trench. He knew where he was headed. The imperial fortress to cause some havoc.

(y500) you and your men soon find that the hatch is sealed shut, but there are other doorways leading out of the room your in

Vantrava cursed and then summons up the map he had downloaded to his suit. He look at the map and found a secondary entrance about a half kilometer away. Vantrava waved his men after him as he started to run. It takes about ten minutes but they get to the hatch. Vantrava pushes on it the hatch is rusted but it starts to grind open. It freezes about halfway open. Vantrava calls up his remaining plasma gun and has it set to its lowest setting. The trooper shoots the door and it along with the doorway are vaporized. A gaping hole is all thats left. Vantrava walks through and finds a service elevator. He smiles and pushes the button. Boy the fun he was going to have.

the elevator fails to rise and you hear thumping sounds from the other side, then the culprit is revealed, a hole is melted in the roof of the elevator and gargoyles begin to scramble through the hatch