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The exausts are now well and truly blocked, allthough the tyres are still intact, and the engines still work, so the vehicles can be fixed with a little investigation.

"Ah screw it!" Uriah yelled as he pulled a random lever.

The back of your seat collapses backwards as you are stretched out to a resting position.

Uriah falls over with the seat, then gets back up, his rage only getting worse. He pulls himself together, and decides to just look for the manual.

felix seeing the lack of momentum in the vehichle decides head up to the drivers seat. there he pushes isaac out of the way and pops the brake catch off. he then revs the engine a few times and switches the damn music off. " well what took you guys so long to get this rolling, you act like you've never driven a rig like this before."

Uriah looked at Felix in awe shock, unable to say something as he was simply stunned at the new development. Eventually he decides to say nothing, slumping into his seat...which cause him to fall over, as his seat had not been put back up into the upright position.

Isaac grumpily climbs into the cupola, muttering to himself.

felix pops his head out the window and beckons chazzick to hop in the back before setting it in gear and rolling her out of the lot.

You leave the parking lot and head out onto the streets of the Market Quarter.

Isaac keeps a close watch on the shadows as the vehicle rolls out.

After figuring out the seat controls, Uriah began to create a plan, thoughts boilings to perfection. "Since we've already taken this thing, we might as well go straight through the jaws of the beast. Felix, head us to the Mechanicus quarters. Between me and Issac, we can bluff our way in as far as we can. If they do catch on, at least we're in a armored vehicle."

You set off at a high speed, Felix steering the vehicle expertly through the hive streets, keeping to the less populated areas. Even so, occasionally you have to swerve round a citizen going about his business.

After a short while of driving, the lunar setting of the hive switches on, the lights dimming and the humming of machinery quieting to a low murmer. These are the most dangerous times to be in the Market quarter, as gangs often raid the middle levels for equipment and supplies.

A noise of fighting cuts through the noise of the Occhlos's engine as you pass an empty and unused shuttle-bus terminal. You slow to a stop and turn off the lights of the vehicle and attempt to make out what is going on.

Through the smoky gloom of the hive, you make out a fight in the cavern ahead. It appears that a group of Arbites are engaging a gang who were in the process of raiding this level. The battle appears to be in a stalemate, but it is right in your intended path.

Uriah looks at the battle ahead, deciding that this must be the Emperor giving him a chance to redeem the lowly preacher, and aims the grenade launcher right at the gang fighting the arbites. "I'm taking this chance, if you want to help me then help, and if not then hold your tongue"

"If those Arbites decide to try to arrest us then I'll regret this but let's hope they're feeling helpful."
Isaac turns in the cupola and points the gun in the gang's direction.

Chazzick smiles as he finally has a chance to reveal his skills as a marksmen. Preparing his hunting rifle, he takes aim at the most important, tough, intelligent thug. "May the Emperor judge you and damn your lawless soul."

"right then lets lock and load." felix says from the drivers seat and drives the truck toward the fire fight.

Chazzics shot takes off his targets left ear, causing the ganger to yell in suprise. Felix revs the Occhlos and it surges forward, while Isaac sprays the area indiscriminately with bullets, causing carnage amongst the intimidated gangers. Uriah pops off a canister of gas, which spreads out around the gangers positions, dropping them quickly. Neither the Occhlos nor Felix have time for this though, and the vehicle continues straight through the heavy gas, crushing gangers beneath it as it goes and drawing a path through the smog. None of it reaches the occupants of the car though.

After cruising through the gangers, the Occhlos spins to a screeching halt, surveying the damage. What few gangers remain are being mopped up by the grateful Arbite unit. One of them starts to walk towards you, removing his helmet as he goes and raising his shock maul in salute.

Isaac decides to tacfully swivel round in his cupola, facing away from the advancing arbite.

Uriah moved his robe up to his head, now covering half his face. He gave a quick salute back, then elbowed Felix in the rib. "Come on, keep going, we can't let them see us."

Chazzick stayed on his position in the vehicle, grumbling angrily to himself, scorning himself for missing the shot. Keeping an eye on the Arbite as he approached, getting himself prepared for anything.

felix regards the arbite for a moment and gives him a quick salute before easing on the gas and rolling out again.

You put your foot on the pedal and drive out, leaving the bemused Arbite to go about his duties, he walks back to his post, talking into his vox-pack.

After about half an hour of driving, you turn a corner into a large, wide corridor. It is dimly lit with sparking glow-stips across it's flat, high ceiling, and the multitude of small shops are badly kept and have gang signs sprayed all over them, with one in particular, that of a skull and two crossed pistons, standing out over the rest. Felix puts his foot down and, with a roar, the Occhlos shoots down its length. About a quarter of the way down, the strips above you flicker and die, plunging the section into darkness. Felix flicks on the head-lamps and slows the vehicle down to a slower pace. You think you hear the rumble of engines behind you, but you can't be sure.

Suddenly, a large pile of cardboard boxes that was covering a side street bursts outwards to reveal a line of 4 crudely constructed bikes headed by a larger version, with a small sidecar bolted onto the side. The gangers riding them suit their bikes to a tee, with enourmous, spiked up hair that you could impale a man with, and chains and piercings all over their large bodies. They are covered with pistols and automatic weaponry, and the sidecar one of them is driving looks like it has a heavy stubber mounted on it. You look round to see the outline of an Occhlos class vehicle coming up at the rear. You think it might be assistance from the local Arbites, but then you notice the gang signs and the conspicuously large skull bolted onto the hood. The gangers appear to be screaming at you, but you can hardly tell over the roaring of their engines.

"All the better glorious end." Chazzick mused as he found the best cover and took aim at the Bikers. "I'll work with the biker's! If they board then we'll be easy targets for the rest."

Battle is joined. In an effort to block your escape, the 4 bikes spread out in front of you on the road, firing their weapons at you as your Occhlos effortlessly knifes through them as you go past, leaving them far behind in your dust. The lead biker, in the attack bike, screams and guns his engines, blasting his bike straight at you while firing his heavy stubber at your front. Felix twitches the steering wheel and you miss the bike by inches, a large skull bolted to the side of it scratching a long line down your paintwork, messing up the previous owners kill count. The heavy stubber bullets impact with your hull, but only just manage to dent the heavy armour plating a little. Uriah takes a pot shot at the biker driving the attack bike as you pass, and manages to hit his arm, making him cry out in pain.

You hear the roar of gunfire and the sound of manic laughter behind you as the gang’s looted Occhlos chases your tail. It has clearly been modified quite extensively, with all unnecessary components scrapped in favour of more speed, so that even at the slow speed it is moving, it still outstrips you for pace. The heavy stubber in the cupola at the top is manned by a piercing covered ganger, with chains hanging off almost every area of exposed flesh you can see. He grins at you wildly and fires his weapon indiscriminately in the direction of Chazzic, who is leaning out of the unprotected rear of the Occhlos in order to draw a bead on the driver. The bullets slam into him, disrupting his aim and throwing him out of the back of the Occhlos – the proud Assassin reduced to little more than a bloody mess on the road that doesn’t look as if it could ever have been alive. He lands face down, Falx gripped tightly in his hands in a last act of defiance against his attackers. The Occhlos roars past him, missing his arm by a fraction and going right over the Acian Falx. The monomolecular edge of the weapon cuts deep into the rubberised polymer of the tyres, bursting them with a bang and causing the gangers vehicle to swerve jaggedly to the right, losing speed dramatically, until it finally slows to a stop, the burst tyre ruining what chance it had of keeping up. You see the passengers dismount and hail the bikers behind you, grabbing on to whatever protruding piece of the bikes they can see in an effort to stay in the chase.

Felix guns the engines and accelerates to top speed in an attempt to lose the bikers, however their lightweight construction and souped up engines mean they easily catch up, yelling their obscene battle cries and whooping at the thrill of the chase. Isaac, manning the twin heavy stubbers on your Occhlos, swings the barrel round so it points towards the attack bike and pulls the trigger, the sheer weight of bullets making up for any incompetence he had through not knowing how to use the weapon. The heavy stubber peppers the attack bike with bullets, killing the rider instantly and snapping his body backwards, the weight of the extra passengers flipping the bike over backwards, where the makeshift construction of the bike betrays them at the last, as a piece of metal pierces the fuel tank, sending a shower of sparks into the distilled hive damp fuel...

As everyone from Laskin knows, the hive damp that can be found in the depths of Laskin hive is highly explosive and volatile, even after distilling it into its fuel form. So much so that it is commonly known amongst the scum classes of the underhive as ‘devil juice’. The fuel used by the biker gangs of the underhive is no different, and the attack bike explodes in a spectacular fashion, sending tongues of Orange flame licking out across the road, causing it to blister as if in pain. The passengers are thrown outwards by the blast as it bathes the 3 other bikes in its lethal embrace. The severed head of the driver of the attack bike strikes the driver of the bike next to him, the solid spike of dyed hair that projects out of his skull impaling him right through, killing him instantly. As the explosion catches up with the second bike it explodes as well, adding its own plume of orange to the symphony of flame. The second bike is lucky, as the armour around its fuel tank shields it from the worst of the blast, and it merely heats up the numerous piercings of the driver, cooking the skin around them. The third bike is not so lucky, as the shrapnel from the second bike kills the driver and he falls off to the left, sending his bike careening into the still active second bike. Active no longer, they both explode violently, scorching the walls around you and sending pieces of cooked ganger and bike everywhere. As the smoke clears, you realise that the bikes are no more. They have been consumed by the all devouring fire...

The battle is over.... but at what cost?

Uriah sighed, as he began taking apart the grenade launcher. When the lead biker had passed in front of him, the cleric had tried to fire one of the knock out gas grenades in front of the path of the bike, only for it to jam. Uriah was lucky that the shell had not explode, or the priest would have been knocked out by his own shot. He switched to his stub revolver to fend of the gang, but Issac made little work of the bikers. Uriah turned to the back to the passenger cage to congratulate the rest of the team, noticing they were missing someone. "Where's Chazzic!?" Uriah yelled over the vehicle's engine, noticing some blood on the wall.

Felix glances behind. Noticing lack of Chazzic.
He slows and pulls to the side and wipes his brow with his sleeve.

As the vehicle stops Isaac leaps out the back, lasgun cradled in his arms.

"You two carry on mission, I'll go back and find the assassin."

Isaac begins to walk away.

He turns and walks back making a quick file, he then passes his Data-slate to the preacher.

"This, coupled with your silver tongue should get you in still. Good luck and Omnisiah's blessing"

With that he begins to walk off.

"The God Emperor watches over" Uriah said as Issac pulled away.

You continue onwards without rest for the rest of the night, and the lights flicker on as the hive switches to its solar setting. As you continue onwards past areas of varying quality, with some districts appearing crisp and well-kept, while others are run down and depressing, and the locals stare at you with hate in their eyes as you pass. As citizens of the hive begin to trickle into the shops and taverns of the quarter, the faint smell of cooking reaches your nostrils and you realise you haven't eaten for some time.

NOTE TO READERS: GAME CONCLUDED VIA SKYPE.
To sum up: The Tech Priest went off on his own to find the dead-or-severely-wounded Assassin, but was hindered by the actions of a corrupt local Police branch. He attempted to take on the narco gang who had found the body of Chazzic, but was badly mauled by the automatic fire of the gangers during his attempted assualt of their base.

The other group continued onwards, eventually reaching the underhive cavern of xenos technology, fighting a couple of tech-priests and convicting the Mechanicus of heresy. Unfortunately, the group who had been kidnapped before had in fact been kidnapped by a group of Ecclesiarch dissidents, who proved to them that it was in fact the Ecclesiarchy who were being controlled by an Xenos organism. They didn't manage to get to the first group in time due to an accident whilst travelling through the underhive meaning they had to take a detour, and only informed the other group of their mistake when it was too late and the troops had been dispatched. This caused civil war on the planet and it's fate still hangs in the balance...