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"Your call Bel' but I personally dont think this is where we want to be, Im thinking an entrance into the core spire might be an Idea"

Ludias looks at the waste center again thinking.

"Were going to need a way in and a way out... these Daemons dont look like theyre having fun... Perhaps we could stage a revolt? Or simply free them and use the distraction to get in?

Just ideas mind...."

The roars and tormented screams off the creatures become louder as the Chaos marine handlers begins to push them back into their pit like cages which stinks of rotting meat and flesh, the high voltage staffs cause great pain and torment to the Daemons who hiss and screech but succumb to the Chaos marines. The Chaos marines move away reveling a Daemon in a black suit who slices open the energy generators for the cage shielding leaving them easy targets, the Daemon vanishes quickly.

Beltayn ponders the two's next move and watches the procession in front of him. He is just about to speak when the black clad daemon appears and shuts down the cage, leaving the chaos marines dumbfounded.

"It seems our path has been chosen for us." Beltayn remarks in a monotone whisper from behind a piece of cover as he aims his rifle at the cage's locks and shoots it off. This starts a stampede of the labor demons who overrun the Chaos marines and take their weapons, soon spreading out to the rest of the facility and leaving the two snipers to sneak past unmolested.

As the two progress, Beltayn thinks back to the shady demon, he is put in mind of the other one that presented himself to them with an offer. As soon as the two make a stop in the shadow of a great machine to check their bearings, Beltayn speaks.

"I am liking this less and less, somebody is helping us and for that I do not know why." He looks around at the dimly lit interior of the forge. "I fear that daemon which spoke to us before wishes us to succeed for his own agenda." Beltayn lowers his cowl for a moment to spit angrily, getting the disgusting taste of rotten metal out of his mouth. "How I despise the falsities of the warp and its denizens..."

"You...will...not succeed...we...know off... You're fears... he will not... Assist you... you... Will fail.... Submit you're self to us... And we can save you're friend... From imminent.... Doom."


The piercing voice horribly echoes the dark message throughout the Eldars head, it shakes him and he almost falls as the voice fades

Beltayn's eyes widen at the voice as it throbs in his skull. he winces and throws out a hand to steady himself on a piece of machinery before he falls from the nausea induced by the pain. It soon fades and Ludias turns to see his friend recomposing himself.

"Are you alright Bel'?" He asks quietly, Beltayn nods and continues to skulk with Ludias.

"Just the bad air in this hell, its becoming hard to breathe." He lies and continues on with Ludias at the fore. Imminent doom, Beltayn almost laughed, how the warp could be so very vague sometimes...then again, such was the nature of all fortune telling, he knew, he had once spoken with a Farseer about such things as destiny.

Beltayn looked at his friend Ludias, he could see nothing ailing him, what doom could the voice possibly speak of? He thought...

"You're lies won't.... Protect him....we will....Now submit....We will...Protect...him"

The dark voice repeats it's self and seems to make it's self louder and louder, it's anger and strength growing but another voice enters his head.

Ludias Unaware of the Struggle in his friends mind makes good time to the edge of the forgeway. His scope travelling over the doorway. Seeing the Daemons sweeping the guards away he doubletaps his mic and begins moving forwards.

With Bel' right behind him he fires a silenced shot into the lock on the door. The acid in his pistol's rounds dissolving the inner mechanism. The door opens with but a touch. He clears the entrance hall quickly swift shots anihilating cultists and Marines alike. The powerful TAC rounds flooring even the veterans of the warp. Ludias motioned to Bel' with his hand as they started up the corridor looking anxiously for signs of trouble.

Beltayn grows tired of the whispers in his mind, forcing his eyes to continuously dart for fear of an unseen foe attacking him as it spoke. He followed Ludias to the best of his ability, saying nothing of the battle in his mind. Finally, he could stand it no longer and mentally screamed.

'Enough! Either face me or begone! By the power of Khaine and the might of Altaioc..." He broke off as the voices ceased and his mind cleared. He breathed a sigh of relief and continued on. As they cleared the corridor, they came to another chamber, it was dark and dank and both could see figures moving in the shadows. Beltayn reached behind his head and grabbed the handle of his sabre, with his other, he brought out his dagger, both glinting ever so slightly in the dim light of the corridor. Before Beltayn could speak one of the figures charged with its tentacles and claws extended. Beltayn, with a lick of his wrist, sent the sabres edge clean through its neck and sliced its head off. the figure fell at his feet and he rolled it on its back with his foot.

"Mutants...barely worth the ammunition." Beltayn hissed to challenge the other mutants who stayed warily into the shadows. Beltayn began to creep forwards, moving like a predatory cat, shadowed by the light behind him and the darkness before him. Mutants charged and all were brought low by the whirling blades of Beltayn, who never tired.

Ludias activated his active camoflague and almost danced through the combat. His silenced pistols firing stattaco puffs of death. The weapons were lethal in his hands and he was not to be denied as the mutants lost thier lives. Finally one of the mutans was left and ran at Bel's back who turned to swing at its neck. Only for the head of the creature to fall into his outstreatched hand.

Ludias heard the Eldar chuckle. "I knew i was good but not this good storm. Where are you?"

Ludias uncloaks from nearby his pistol still raised. A single shot having decapatated the mutant. The shot fired from the side had gone clean through the unholy cultists neck.

Ok people we need to go. We need to get inside these walls. Informaticus search for a way inside.

"It will be extremely difficult, my creatures could barley get past the Sentry Guns and sniper teams. However another group of unknown Snipers entered by disabling the sentries but most off the turrets are being replaced by Servitors and tech-marines, we'll have great difficulty entering the fortress and it will take much planning."

(Whats currently happening with Hunter?)

(Hunters scouting around the fortress for enemy patrols or stray daemons.)

(Shas should join the ninja party and don a stealth suit...

BTW Blood, anything happening with me and Marta? Because I'm not sure where we are supposed to be going next...)

The Snipers enter a large chamber which has several walk ways suspended over a large pool of molten lava and there are several tubes that poor broken and shattered metal from destroyed craft and weapons, a Rhino chassis is dumped into the orange lake and begins to melt within seconds into the pool of burning lava. A Pair of new Sentry turrets stand guard at the start of each walk way scanning the area for enemy spies and infiltrators trying to meddle with the recycling controls.

Ludias scoffs at the guns and puts a simple emp round in each. The disabled turrets then have their ammo feeds removed incase they wake up again. Said feeds are thrown into the molten lake.

He moves cautiously along the walkway, his suit absorbin the heat and converting it into storable electrical enery through micro dynamos. The Dark haired man looks back at his partner briefly before carrying on and whispers into his mic.
"What exactly are we doing in this god forsaken place Bel'?"

[Alert;Turret batch 3876 will now finish complete deployment and construction in one hour, All guards must kill any Daemon Kin on site and any intruders will be treated with the same actions]

The Speakers cut short as the Daemon Kin slaves appear at the other side of the walk way and begin firing on Chaos security teams using bolters and shock prods to attack their former masters and throw others into the lava pool.

Ludias backs up with Bel' doing the same. The two snipers crouch in the shadows at the far end with weapons trained on the advancing Daemons and Bel' looking behind to make sure nothing flanks them.

Beltayn hears Ludias' question as the two continue to move, he chuckles to himself.

"Your telling me you don't know? Oh Ludias, I would have thought you were smarter than that." He jibed as they went along, his tone turned serious, however, as the fighting between the daemons and the marines spilled over towards them and they hid.

"Right now, a way out of this scum cage would suit me fine, the way is blocked, we must find another exit."

The two snipers begin to look for another route out of the chamber that will not have them getting into the middle of the fight further down the way.

"Sneaky little buggers"

Hunter had crawled through a small pipe towards the other snipers, what could be called the meat 'dispose pit'. A full mile of rotting flesh, bone and blood which Hunter used to enter the fortress. He had tracked the other Snipers and kept a close eye on them ready to duel with his sword or sniper if they did not wish to act civil, he began to move forward making a hand signature to the Eldar Ranger.

Ludias begins to get frustrated with the combat and decides to havs eome fun. He fires rounds from his pistols at either side of the press grouping them together on one platform with herding tactics, then he shoots the support lines holing that particular section up.

Seconds later the marines and most of the Daemons fall screaming to thier deaths. He stands smoothly and draws his arm to the side like the concierge of a fancy resturant.
"Your exit M'suier"

The Screams off Daemons and marines echo throughout the chamber as they are incinerated by the lava, unable to escape from their fiery doom beneath the snipers.

Beltayn smirks at Ludias' creativity and manner and watches as the two groups tumble into the molten sea. He shakes his head.

"You are too kind." He says and continues on until a noise off to his side gets his attention, as well as Ludias' who aims his pistols at it. Beltayn puts his hand out in front of Ludias to signal him to lower his weapons, Beltayn recognizes a hand signal coming from the shadows and responds in kind.

"The sniper we saw in action earlier, it seems he has followed us." Beltayn said, his hand resting on his own pistol. "If you wish an audience then come out of the shadows and show yourself." He calls to the stranger.

*chuckling evilly*

now i wonder what i can do to have ludias make this even more... chaotic??? XD

(IC) Ludias chuckles darkly but notices the Sniper moving along the piping. Ludias drops to one knee brings up his pistols up and aims, carefully. but Bel' touches his hands and he lowers the weapons before speaking.

"Who are you? Are you the sniper that killed those marines outside in the courtyard?"

A Space Marine moves forward, dark grey armor with no symbols and a horned helm adorned with modifications and kill marks along with a long custom sniper rifle which is heavily modified. Impossible to tell what it was originally and a sheathed Power Sword sits on his back pack ready to defend his master.

"I am Hunter and I hopefully wish to assist you two."

Ludias is understandably hesitant.
"Those horns are from Mark V chaos Armour... Heavily modified I'll admit but there nonetheless... Why should we trust someone who worked for chaos?"

"I did once but I found redemption and I seek revenge, the voice Eldar. That is what I wish to destroy and I'm seeking allies to help me, they are called the Employers and they are one nasty piece of work. They plan to create such a large army that will launch a black crusade to destroy the Caidan Gate."

"Now wouldnt that just be typical. And Im sure that we have the ability to stop this... army."
The sarcasm in his words audible but he shrugs.
"As long as were in here we may as well help. You with me Bel'?"

"I hope we can reach an agreement so that an alliance can be formed, a friend waits in orbit with an army to assist us. But we must be prepared as the Employers will not take kindly to us and will try to sto..."

Something shakes the platform violently and nearly sends the pair into the lava as a strange black shadowy thing emerges from the lava, the cat walk shakes again throwing the three onto another platform as the shadow approaches

"Lets ge the hell out of here"
Ludias nods to Bel' before the both of them sprint towards an exit which they throw themselves through, Hunter seconds later and seconds before the catwalks shatter into the lake. Ludias shoots the controls for the blast doors and they slam shut putting a couple of feet of plasteel between the trio and whatever that shadow was.