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With the sudden appearance of a Genestealer Cult, Necron Army and Dark Eldar, Cyril realized that this planet was far more dangerous than it had appeared. Suddenly his Comm. System lit up. "This is Sergeant Varas, Dreadclaws Cyrogen, Deathwish and Toxic have taken the Imperial Guard Fortress known as the Indomitable! The whereabouts of Sergeant Cyril and his Dreadclaw, the Night Fury are unknown! All Black Legionnaires are to report to the Indomitable immediately and await further orders!" Cyril impaled a Necron Warrior on his power sword and kicked it back, before slashing another across the chest. "This is Cyril!" shouted the Sergeant over the battle, activating his own Comm. System. "We've land 0.64 kliks south of the Indomitable and are being attacked by three forces: Necrons, Dark Eldar and what appears to be a Tzeentch serving Genestealer Cult! So far we've lost four men in the battle! We are falling back to the Indomitable now!" The Necron he had impaled stayed down, but the one slashed through the chest somehow rebuilt itself and stood up, jabbing with the bayonet of his Gauss Rifle. "Fall back to the Indomitable!" ordered the Sergeant, dodging under the first swipe of the weapon and taking a step back. His men immediately obeyed, beginning a long sprint to the fortress. A ravenous Genestealer grabbed one of the remaining six Legionnaires and tore his head off. Looking for a new target, the Genestealer noticed Cyril and charged. A bolt pistol through the face sent the Xenos reeling back. Ignoring the rest of the combat, Cyril caught up to his men.

black templar wrote:You are my next target Chuck Norris.

Prepare to be obliterated. And roundhouse kicked.

Edit: don't forget our awesome showdown (which miraculously leaves boh of us alive )

Chuck you will become one of us in the mystical way we make.....necrons. I dont have a clue.

As the Necrons returned they had a prisoner with them a Dark Eldar. She screamed for mercy and help but there was no reply she was dragged down a dark catacomb where the living are reborn as mighty necrons. The screams lasted 3 painful hours till it stopped then they emerged and she had become a Pariah, The voice of the necrons. They repaired and and readied for battle against the forces on the planet, A scarab swarm to check the local area and found some tau and new, easily and weak target for the necrons.

OOC: Chuck your time will come.

black templar wrote:As the Necrons returned they had a prisoner with them a Dark Eldar. She screamed for mercy and help but there was no reply she was dragged down a dark catacomb where the living are reborn as mighty necrons. The screams lasted 3 painful hours till it stopped then they emerged and she had become a Pariah, The voice of the necrons. They repaired and and readied for battle against the forces on the planet, A scarab swarm to check the local area and found some tau and new, easily and weak target for the necrons.

OOC: Chuck your time will come.

OOC: How would an eldar have the pariah gene?

IC: The archon attempted to strike at the genestealer leader but, diving in the way came 2 more cultists. the archon dispatched them easily but the remaining cultists were closing in on him and his group. With a simple thought, the archon activated his beacon, calling back his venom. Leaving his remaining incubi to die to buy him time, he soared into the distance, with 2 other freshly arrived raiders containing his elite trueborn and a ravager.

Chuck Norris wrote:

black templar wrote:As the Necrons returned they had a prisoner with them a Dark Eldar. She screamed for mercy and help but there was no reply she was dragged down a dark catacomb where the living are reborn as mighty necrons. The screams lasted 3 painful hours till it stopped then they emerged and she had become a Pariah, The voice of the necrons. They repaired and and readied for battle against the forces on the planet, A scarab swarm to check the local area and found some tau and new, easily and weak target for the necrons.

OOC: Chuck your time will come.

OOC: How would an eldar have the pariah gene?

IC: The archon attempted to strike at the genestealer leader but, diving in the way came 2 more cultists. the archon dispatched them easily but the remaining cultists were closing in on him and his group. With a simple thought, the archon activated his beacon, calling back his venom. Leaving his remaining incubi to die to buy him time, he soared into the distance, with 2 other freshly arrived raiders containing his elite trueborn and a ravager.

Necrons are made in a strange way.

Cyril watched the two hundred cultists set to work fortifying the Indomitable. They may have been worthless sacks of mutated flesh but they knew how to build. "Cyril," said Sergeant Varas. "We've traced the Genestealer Cult back to a specific Comm. Network."

"Good," replied Cyril. "I'll attempt to open a channel with them. They seem Chaos dedicated and we may be able to broker a short alliance with them. It likely won't last long, but it will serve our purposes." He tapped his internal Comm. System onto the network and said, "Hello, this is Sergeant Cyril of the Black Legion. Though we may have met with initial hostilities, perhaps an alliance would be in both of our interests." The Sergeant waited anxiously for an answer.

The Necrons ready for another assault teleported back to the battlefield but saw no forces the Necron lord took his small army with him and sent the rest to defend the catacombs as more of their brethren awakened. They marched until they saw some foes a small force of chaos space marines they seemed to be some black legion but not the ones they encountered before. The metal lord was the first to attack plunging it into the champions chest his blood spraying all over the lords armour, the flayed ones held back and the necron warriors finished off the rest. One marine was left kneeling
"You metal creatures are going to fall to the chaos gods...." He yelled as the flayed ones swarmed him.

As the dark eldar force gathered,the skies darkened over the ever-growing dark eldar force.

OOC: thats an "eldar tech twilight" not a "sun just set night"

Ustres recieved the message loud, and clear.

"Alliance accepted. Just tell me where we meet."

"Perhaps," replied Cyril, searching for a way to put what he was about to say as delicately as possible. "We should simply communicate on this channel for now until we know we can trust each other. Now then, as Disciples of Chaos, our first and foremost enemy are the Necrons. It is apparent that this is a tomb world and as such there could be thousands of them, however unlikely. We should locate their underground tomb and launch a surprise attack on the factory. Hopefully we'll slow down or even stop production of new Necrons. I'll send several of my men out for reconnaissance and I'd suggest you do the same." Briefly switching to a different channel, the Sergeant hissed, "Rico, Krychek! I want you two to take two bikes and survey the nearby area until you find any enemies! Once you do, immediately report back to me. Now go!" Switching back to the Comm. Channel he said, "Also, I would like to thank you for excepting this offer. You won't regret it."

Ustres spoke into the Comm.

"Well, we have many Mutants, and Genestealers, as well as Cultists. I shall send down five of my most trusted Cultists accompanied by a few warriors." Ustres got off of the comm channel, and walked to the Cultists.

"You, go scout around, find the underground Necron tomb. Anybody who does, report back, telling me all of the details. We shall then send in a larger force." He switched comms. "And, do you know of any Necron Lords, or powerful individuals to be there?"

"Excellent," said Cyril. "Now, please excuse me, but I must leave." He turned off the channel and turned towards a slave. "I don't care how you find the information or what you do, but I want to know everything about the Genestealer Cult; its origins, its beliefs, it policies, its weaknesses, its strengths; everything!" The slave scurried off. "Pitiful creature," Cyril muttered. "Mortals disgust me."

LoneLictor wrote:"Perhaps," replied Cyril, searching for a way to put what he was about to say as delicately as possible. "We should simply communicate on this channel for now until we know we can trust each other. Now then, as Disciples of Chaos, our first and foremost enemy are the Necrons. It is apparent that this is a tomb world and as such there could be thousands of them, however unlikely. We should locate their underground tomb and launch a surprise attack on the factory. Hopefully we'll slow down or even stop production of new Necrons. I'll send several of my men out for reconnaissance and I'd suggest you do the same." Briefly switching to a different channel, the Sergeant hissed, "Rico, Krychek! I want you two to take two bikes and survey the nearby area until you find any enemies! Once you do, immediately report back to me. Now go!" Switching back to the Comm. Channel he said, "Also, I would like to thank you for excepting this offer. You won't regret it."

Necrons arnt made in factorys they awaken from the ground and there are thousands of us!!

As lord marched his troops back he saw a group of mortals near his underground tomb. He sent his flayed ones to tear them apart. The mortals turned and opened fire on the flayed ones but it had little effect the rounds bounced off they metal body's they crashed into the mortals like a metal tide as the flayed ones dealt with the intruders the lord tele-ported his army back to the tomb the entrance was hidden not even the lord could remember where it was. The lord has his new body guards instead of the flayed ones. 5 Immortals ready to kill.

black templar wrote:

LoneLictor wrote:"Perhaps," replied Cyril, searching for a way to put what he was about to say as delicately as possible. "We should simply communicate on this channel for now until we know we can trust each other. Now then, as Disciples of Chaos, our first and foremost enemy are the Necrons. It is apparent that this is a tomb world and as such there could be thousands of them, however unlikely. We should locate their underground tomb and launch a surprise attack on the factory. Hopefully we'll slow down or even stop production of new Necrons. I'll send several of my men out for reconnaissance and I'd suggest you do the same." Briefly switching to a different channel, the Sergeant hissed, "Rico, Krychek! I want you two to take two bikes and survey the nearby area until you find any enemies! Once you do, immediately report back to me. Now go!" Switching back to the Comm. Channel he said, "Also, I would like to thank you for excepting this offer. You won't regret it."

Necrons arnt made in factorys they awaken from the ground and there are thousands of us!!

Well I thought there were factories that rebuilt/repaired destroyed Necrons if even the living metal couldn't do it. Maybe I'll have to read up on my fluff.

LoneLictor wrote:

black templar wrote:

LoneLictor wrote:"Perhaps," replied Cyril, searching for a way to put what he was about to say as delicately as possible. "We should simply communicate on this channel for now until we know we can trust each other. Now then, as Disciples of Chaos, our first and foremost enemy are the Necrons. It is apparent that this is a tomb world and as such there could be thousands of them, however unlikely. We should locate their underground tomb and launch a surprise attack on the factory. Hopefully we'll slow down or even stop production of new Necrons. I'll send several of my men out for reconnaissance and I'd suggest you do the same." Briefly switching to a different channel, the Sergeant hissed, "Rico, Krychek! I want you two to take two bikes and survey the nearby area until you find any enemies! Once you do, immediately report back to me. Now go!" Switching back to the Comm. Channel he said, "Also, I would like to thank you for excepting this offer. You won't regret it."

Necrons arnt made in factorys they awaken from the ground and there are thousands of us!!

Well I thought there were factories that rebuilt/repaired destroyed Necrons if even the living metal couldn't do it. Maybe I'll have to read up on my fluff.

It's ok just research a bit.

A drop pod pierced the atmosphere.''Brace for impact'' Mancar shouted
The drop pod slammed into the earth, Mancar charged out seeing hundreds of Necrons further on . Him and his terminators moved closer to investigate...

Dragonheart wrote:A drop pod pierced the atmosphere.''Brace for impact'' Mancar shouted
The drop pod slammed into the earth,the Necron lord close by, the hatches slammed open, Mancar out first with his nemesis blade poised to strike!
He was followed by 4 heavely armed terminators which began firing at the Necrons.

WOOOOW How did pierce through the ground and land next to me out of hundreds of necrons defending me, there is only one way into the tomb and its hidden????

hang on...

Changed it.

Thank you. Now you are versusing flayed ones (Evil laugh)

Mancar approches a group of flayed ones stepping carefully, he jumps out from hiding with his nemesis weapon poised to strike!

The flayed ones saw the grey knights ready for combat but as they charge the flayed ones were tele-ported back to tomb. But the voice of the necrons, the Pariah appeared.
"Humans! Join us become immortal and leave your weak flesh and bone or you can die!" Its voice echoed over the field.

'Never' Shouted Mancar, Mancar charged at them in a crouched posistion so that his terminators could fire over him with thier storm bolters.

The necron was engulfed in the bolter rounds. But he remained unharmed.
"Fool you will die on this world" It said and tele-ported.

OOC: I didn't know Necrons could teleport at will. I will definitely read up on 'em.

The archon saw a blaze of gauas fire over the hill from his position and saw a group of space marines, with grey heraldry unknown to him surrounded by y'nigr. In any if this was any other foe, he would have destroyed the grey marines, but this were the scourge of the eldar. soaring over the hill, he, with two ravagers and a raider full of his kabalite trueborn soared overhead to join the fight, disintergrater cannon blasting through the y'nigr's ranks.

Mancar and his terminators saw the eldar
'Fall back! reatreat into the hills!'' he commanded

The archon saw the retreating marine force and was enraged by their cowardice. but there was litle time for thought as he ripped through the necron force, his warriors specially adapted splinter rifles firing acid that melted through the necrons as he himself sliced them to peices, seared by guass fire but mostly protected by his shadow field.