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This is a short story I started writing a year or two back, its not done but I thought I'd share it since I havnt worked on it in years, not the best quality but hey, I like it.

 

 

 

Vox Havoc

 

++"My apologies for disturbing you lord Trebloh but we are now out of the warp"++ voxed his second from the bridge

++"Acknowledged Semaj I will be there shortly"++

* *

Semaj was as usual backhanding every whelp on the bridge that he thought wasn’t doing there task correctly.

 "which left few unscathed" mused Trebloh as he stepped off the lift onto the bridge of his ship the vox havoc. As he stalked down the bridge Semaj turned around and seeing Trebloh, walked up to meet him,

"How does it feel Semaj?" I asked while grasping his wrist.

"How does what feel my lord?" returning the grip tightly,

"why being back in the imperium" I said while encompassing the view screen with my free hand. Semaj watched the screen but didn’t answer, after a moment of silence something came to my mind.

"How long has it been since we entered the eye of terror Semaj?" We both looked at the screen for a moment deep in our memories until he finally answered blankly

"ten thousand years."

* *

Trebloh and Semaj joined the world eater's legion with zeal, quickly gaining rank and distinguishing themselves as accomplished warriors. In time the two became insperable often turning down promotion to stay with their comrade. They joined the world eaters legion with zeal, and with that zeal followed it into damnation. The both of them turned against the emperor fighting alongside Horus in a civil war that tore the galaxy apart. They were there together, side by side as always storming the defenses of the imperial palace. When Horus was defeated and the chaos legions began there retreat from Terra Trebloh and Semaj came across a group of Emperors children marines experimenting and violating a group of civilians. Shocked by this lack of honor they attacked the Emperors children in anger slaughtering them all in a fierce fight and letting the civilians go free. In the fight Semaj was mortally wounded losing an arm and taking many shots to the chest. He was kept alive by a civilian medic loyal to the emperor but indebted to them for saving his people. Trebloh was able to get Semaj to the shuttle before the emperors children caught up with them to seek revenge, but the civilian medic who had helped keep Semaj alive was not able to escape and had to leave with thumbed thanks to his aid of Semaj, Trebloh granted him asylum and took him with them to the eye of terror. When the World Eaters were torn apart Trebloh set out in his warship the Vox Havoc to carve his own destiny. After raiding and killing in the eye for thousands of years he was confronted by his rivals, the Emperors Children, after a violent battle Trebloh was forced to retreat and eventually fled from the eye all together. Now cast out to a galaxy they had left behind, an unknown galaxy to them, and they must find there place in it.........

* *

......Back on the bridge of the Vox Havoc Trebloh blinked out of his reverie and turned to the helmeted marine to his right.

"yes Nitram?"

 "Forgive me lord but the warp engines are ready, where do we make to?"

Trebloh stared intently at the star chart spending a few moments in thought.

"That system Nitram" pointing at a collection of planets around a star

 "yes lord".................

* *

Another bundle of wheat fell into the basket nearly filling it. Alicia stood up and wiped her brow stretching her tired arms and back. She looked up at the sun trying to guess the time. Finally reaching the conclusion it was about midday she leaned over and picked up her basket and made for the villages she drew near to the wooden barricades a challenge rang out

"who...who goes there?" she smiled slightly at the young man who came into view wielding a spear he obviously didn’t know how to use.

"Its me Eloc" his face went red when he saw her

 "my apologies miss Alicia" her smile grew slightly

"its quite alright Eloc your just doing your job" and without another word she slipped through the gate into the village. As she walked through she was greeted by those she passed giving a nod or a hello to each. Finally she reached the town center and deposited her wheat in front of the headman and let him go over her gatherings.

"well you seem to have made the quota today, nice job Alicia....... your as skilled as you are beautiful"

 He smiled innocently at her and forcing herself to smile back she said" why thank you headman Farl" quickly brushing aside his latest attempt at flattery. Its not that she wasn’t looking for a man but no man in the village really interested her. Before he could make another flirtaceous remark there was a loud squealing in the air, they both looked up in surprise. Across the sky fell several fireballs,

"By the emperor, what are they?" whispered Farl, in reply she just shook her head slowly. The fireballs fell fast and hit the ground a few kilometers away from the village. When she turned back around to Farl she was able to see the back of his head as he went to gather the elders and warriors. She went back to her two room cottage soon after, she lived alone, as she was not married and all her imediate family were dead. When she walked in she placed down her basket and sat at a stool looking into the only mirror she had, on the wall. She was around 18 years old though at one point she lost track she could be younger or older, she wasn’t very tall far less than six feet but never bothered to measure properly. She had fairly long blonde hair which she liked to tie back when she was working or concentrating. After a moment of staring she got up to fix lunch for herself, but before she could she heard a frightened cry come from the village gate...

* *

Eloc was tired of sentry duty, he hated standing around the wooden gate all day. Why should he? The closest tribe had not attacked for years and bandits knew better than to attack a town. As he was surveying the sand person he had drawn with his spear noticed something big burst out of the foliage a few hundred meters away. He whipped his head around and saw it. It was massive, large and muscular with green skin and crude body armor. In one hand it held a massive axe and in the other some piece of metal that reminded Eloc of the muskets some of the soldiers had.. Frozen in horror Eloc saw it spot him and build up speed, charging straight for him. Eloc broke out of his trance long enough to rase his spear to guard and scream before the axe fell.....

* *

Farl and the rest of his men arrived at the gate in time to see Eloc's torso fly through the opening, a look of horror still etched on his young face. Then came barreling through the opening a heavily muscled green monster taller than anyone in the village. The villagers hesitated for a moment in horror but the greenskin wasted no time in charging at the villagers bringing up an arm with what looked like some form of musket in its meaty hand and pulled the trigger. A few feet away from Farl a villager's chest exploded and he flew backwards. They all looked in horror at the corpse, then the greenskin was upon them. It made a side slash at blacksmith Kurn, but Kurn jumped narrowly avoiding the blade. Kurn then stepped in the things guard and swiped at its chest with his sword, opening a long wound but only seeming to fuel its rage. It backhanded Kurn sending him flying,, spinning around with its axe out to clear room and wounding a few villagers. Finally spurred into action the villagers piled in jabbing and slashing, a few firing the towns rare muskets. The greenskin finally went down from a musket ball in the throat, but it was still twitching. Kurn himself stepped in with half his face bruised and swollen, slicing off the things head finishing it off.

"What is that thing!?" asked a frightened villager

"I’ve never seen anything like it" said Farl.

"do you think there are more?" as if to answer there came a loud cry of

"waaaaagh!" in the distance from thousands of alien throats.

"To the walls!" shouted Farl as he ran to the steps and grabbed a crossbow. When he reached the top and looked out his eyes widened, there were thousands more greenskins closing in, a smaller group ahead of them almost in arrow range.

"Well, this isn’t good"

* *

"What kind of planet is it Nitram?"

 "Class M, sparsely populated, and very low level of technology lord"

The Vox Havoc had entered the system to find an ork vessel in orbit around the closest planet. Trebloh immediately ordered an engagement and annihilated the ork "ship" in a hail of torpedoes and plasma.

"give me a view of the settlement" I ordered "yes lord" Nitram hit a rune and a close up view of the settlement under attack by the orks. The ork first wave had been broken against the walls of the town, green bodies piled up along the wall, a few had made it on the top but were overwhelmed and killed.

"They fight well considering the odds" mused Semaj.

"indeed they do but the main force ork force will reach them in moments" I said while changing views to the large ork horde traveling towards the village.

"We must help the people of that village" I stated flatly.

"What!? why should we? there most likely imperial lapdogs!" Snarled Nitram

"it does not matter!" I snarled back "there are inocents down there, we must fight, honor demands it!" at this Nitram grew quiet though I’m sure he was fuming inside his helmet.

"lord, there are nearly five thousand orks we have but fifty marines" Semaj pointed out neutrally,

"yes but we have faced such odds before" which was more or less true

"Load the thunderhawks and launch as soon as possible" my tone brooked no argument

"Semaj, with me, and call my chosen to meet me" I called over my shoulder as I left the bridge "we go down first."

* *

"Fall back from the wall!" shouted Farl as he jumped the last step and turned around pulling back his bow string and firing, an arrow pierced the neck of a greenskin that was trying to disembowel Kurn. All in all Farl thought they had made a good account of themselves, holding the greenskins first wave off. But as there main force came near he had known they would not hold. Now the wall had fallen and many of the defenders were dead and the remnants were falling back trying to protect there families. Farl made it to the village square and almost ran into Alicia who was carrying a knife and heading to the fighting.

"What are you doing?" he asked holding her back

"im going to go fight" she said grimly defiantly, fear in her eyes but determined

"no your not, go back home now and make sure to....." He looked down at the hole in his chest in surprise and fell face forward right into Alicia. She screamed as she dropped him and looked up seeing a greenskin charge her and hefted her knife determined but scared stiff. As the thing swung its cleaver she ducked narrowly Avoiding the blade and lunged in stabbing her knife into its chest but not seeming to bother it. Unarmed now she stood defiantly with her fists clenched staring into the face of death. She heard a thunderclap behind her but at the end of her time it didn’t matter. She watched the greenskin raise its cleaver to bring down the killing blow.......

* *

With a sound like a thunderclap Trebloh and his eight chosen teleported into the village square. Quickly he surveyed the surroundings and noticed an ork a few meters ahead looming over a young women. He brought up his bolt pistol and raked the ork with bullets, watching it fall backwards in surprise with a grin. He strode forward as the women turned around wide eyed, he bypassed her and pulled a knife out of the orks chest offering it to her hilt first. "Yours?" she nodded slowly and took the knife with a shaky hand and stared into his faceplate. He watched her curiously, he hadn’t seen a human in a long time other than technically himself and his marines...... humans hadn’t changed much. He watched her eyes dart to something to his right and she opened her mouth to yell. Trebloh spun around swinging his axe in a wide arc and neatly decapitated a charging ork. Turning back around he found the women on the ground unconscience, scooping her up he looked down the street seeing many orks charging towards them "Ydoc", Ydoc lumbered forward and strode towards the oncoming mob raising his storm bolter and firing. Ydoc was the only terminator amongst the warband and wore his armor well. Turning his back to the carnage unfolding in front of him, he walked to a landing thunderhawk and placed the women inside. Now unencumbered he hefted his axe and strode towards the battle.

* *

With grim ferocity Ydoc lumbered forward, shouting oaths to the oncoming orks. He grinned inside his helmet and activated his power fist and sword. Bringing up his left hand he raked another burst of storm bolter fire across the charging orks. The orks were firing back but none could penetrate his terminator armor. With a savage shout Ydoc met the orks, bringing his sword up he parried a cleaver and scraped the sword along the cleavers blade, decapitating the owner. He caught an axe with his power fist and ripped it out of its owners hand, swinging his sword in a wide arc and slicing clear through the orks chest. Bringing his sword up to parry another cleaver he punched clear through the chest of a charging orc firing his storm bolter, exploding the head of the ork behind it. Ydoc heard a cry behind him and risked a look over his shoulder, seeing his fellow marines charge and join the fray. Grinning wickedly Ydoc sliced two orks in two and stepped deeper into the throng.


If I advance, follow me. If I retreat, shoot me. If I die, avenge me.
 
   
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Better than CS Goto! Nice work.

Man down, Man down.... 
   
 
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