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Lynessa had savely escaped the onslaught she began making her way towards his tent so she could thank him.

When she entered the tent she suddenly saw gareva aiming his bolter at 2 guardsmen. Lynessa said to gareva. ''My love. Who the feth are these people!?''

awd

Danielle pulled the trigger. The techpriest stumbled back as the lasbolt struck his chest, the witch went to help him as he fell back. Danielle shot the chain, handed the pistol to the woman, and pulled her through the side of the tent canvas. As the techpriest fell, he fired a shot, it hit the shoulder of Danielle, embedding in the flak armour. As she made it through, the shell detonated. He unarmoured forearm filled with shrapnel, and her shoulder was badly bruised. "Lets get out of here!" She screamed at the woman, and they ran away from the 2 leaders.

A blinding flash of light erupted from the center of the Tzeentchian quarter. 10 Blood Angel Terminators toting Lightning Claws stood in it's place, armour gleaming blood red with golden Aquillas on thier chests. Sgt. Daston was one of the Terminators. His orders had came from Dante himself; to take a Thunderhawk with his squad, the Blood Sabres, and go assist Sam's legion, the Iron Serpents. All around them, the cultists stood in both awe and fear of these new arrivals. Three Chaos Astartes came running into the courtyard, and pushed thier way to the front of the cultist crowd. One of them yelled a savage cry and gestured at them with a Chainsword. The call-to-arms was echoed all across the courtyard and all the cultists charged, swinging all manner of crude melee weapon and led by the bloodthirsty Khorne Marines.
"Get 'em" roared the Terminator Sergeant. The Blood Angels sprinted forward, crushing several of the charging cultists with thier sheer bulk and speed, and began swinging the Lightning Claws from left to right. All manner of body parts began flying through the air as the Baal-raised warriors massacred the cultists. Only the Chaos Marines had the sense to stay out of arm's reach, sliding to a stop and opening up with Bolters, the shells pinging harmlessly off the Terminator Armour.

Jumping forward out of the swirling mess of the Cultists' bizzare form of melee, Daston hurled himself at the Chaos Marines, one of them killed by a ricocheting Bolt Round punching through his helmet's right eye socket. Daston ducked under a swing of a Chainsword and buried his left claw in the Marine's head. Parrying the Chainsword with his free hand, the power field on the Lightning Claw cutting through the Chainsword, Daston swung his left Claw around, the Chaos Space Marine flew into his heretical battle-brother, knocking the Marine's guard down. Moving as though to puch him in the face, but twisting his hand at the last minute, Daston decapitated the third & final Chaos Marine.

Turning back to his Terminator squad, he was releived to see none of his squad had died, even though all they were going against thirty-something disorganised Cultists and three traitor Astartes.

"Blood Sabres to Inquisitor", said the blood-splattered Terminator over his Vox, "The Blood Angels 4th Company is here to assist you with a small strike force. Where do we need to go?"

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"Great, Blood Angels." Thor said before turning on his vox. He cleared his throat and began.
"Listen Angels I will say this once and only once. You disobey a single one of my orders and I will personally kill every last one of you. Now that the formalities are out of the way, meet me at the command bunker in fifteen minutes." Thor growled. He walked over to a bar and filled a glass with scotch. He downed it and thought back to the last time he had worked with Blood Angels.

"Red sky at morning eh?" Edgar asked. Barely even a boy then, just fourteen. Thor gave him a glare and kept running. They had been up for Emperor only knows how long, at least three days. Thor smashed in the door to the planetary governor's house and entered the building. Fires were leaping up everywhere, lapping at his cloak and armor. A zombie was throwing himself against the window, one of the household guard by the looks of him. Thor gave him two shots in the head from his Needle Pistol. The fires were licking the stairs now. Thor threw Edgar his pistol.
"Nothing gets through." He said and climbed the stairs. He bashed in the corridor door and found zombified men and women throwing themselves at the governor. The man was doing respectably well, swatting at any that dared come too close with his power maul while his wife and daughter hid behind him. Thor activated his Null Rod and ran in. He toppled a wave in his charge and set at them. He hacked a path to the governor and the family.
"Run, my assistant is downstairs, tell him to take you back to the cutter!" Thor shouted, headbutting a zombie so hard that his howling wolf decoration shattered. The governor ran and Thor covered his retreat. Just as fifty zombies swarmed at him the window at the end of the hall exploded. Five red armored colossuses burst through t=and fired into the crowd, felling all of them.
"No, what are you doing! You were supposed to be guarding the cutter!" Thor shouted.
"Sir I doubt that these things will damage a vessel so strong." The Sergeant said. Thor bashed in his chest.
"CALL A DAMN APOTHECARY AND GET OUT OF HERE OR I WILL BLOW UP YOUR DAMN SHIP!" He shouted and ran downstairs. Edgar had already left with the governor. Thor tore after them. He hurtled flaming barricades and destroyed outposts, but he was too late. He saw Edgar at the controls and Edgar saw him. As was tradition, Edgar fired up the jets. This triggered the bombs in the engine. Obviously the zombies hadn't set them, but these things were never alone. Thor saw the Terminator retreating down an alley.
"TYPHUS! I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN, AND I WILL KILL YOU!" Thor shouted. Even through the helmet Thor knew Typhus was smiling.

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A feral howl rang over the camp, originating somewhere to the Sabres' north west. It was the howl of a deamon, Daston was sure of that. He motioned for his two newest recruits, veterans of combat as standard Assault Marines, to go and look for it. He also stressed not to engage it at any cost. As those two Terminators ran off, Daston ordered the rest of the Sabres to look around this area of the camp and report what they found. Most of it was unimportant, but Kaen, Daston's second in command, went in a tent and called the sergeant over. As Daston walked over, an explosion from within the tent sent Kaen flying out of it with a charred spot on his chest. Daston sprinted, ripping open the tent flap in time to see what a ppeared to be a Techmarine and a Cultists rturn a corner out of a back door that was previously unseen, swinging shut even as the Terminator watched. Wrenching the door open again Daston found the passage was straight for quite a way, but too cramped for TDA. A Power Armoured marine might have got through. Daston could still see the fleeing Chaos scum, so he raised his right arm, locked a target on the back of the Techmarine's head and prepared to fire his wrist-mounted Storm Bolter. He fired. While the Bolt was in flight, the two of them rounded an unseen corner and the bolt sailed on down the passage. Daston cursed at his bad look.

Coming out of the tent, Daston helped Kaen to his feet. As he did so, one of the two marines sent to find the daemon returned.
"Report" barked Daston as the marine came sliding to a stop over the blood-soaked ground.
"We found the daemon. It was possesing something that slightly resembled a veteran sergeant" rattled off the Terminator
"And the other Terminator?"
"I don't know where he is sir" he answered truthfuly. "I saw it and came straight back to tell you, sarge."
Daston opened his mouth to speak again. As he did so, the last Terminator ran around the corner being pursued by what looked like a half-man, half-Bloodletter that someone had attacked with a flamer. The thing was about seven foot tall, burning hotter than promethium and weilding a jagged axe. Even at this distance, the Blood Angels could see it had rows of fangs and a pair of horns that would make a Bloodletter jealous.Whatever it was, it had seen some serious fighting. Numerous wounds covered it's body, bleeding what looked like liquid fire.
"Terminators, covering fire! DO NOT charge it!" roared the Blood Sabres' sergeant, a volume of the crack, crack, crack exclusive to Bolt weapons answering his call as the Sabres opened up with wrist-mounted Storm Bolters. The sheer number of bolt rounds hitting him would have seriously hurt a Daemon Prince, but his abomination did not react to them at all, save slowing down slightly. Each bolt threw another handful of the liquid fire into the air. Daston wondered how it was still alive. The thing hurled it's axe, sticking it in the back of the Terminator in front of him as if he were butter. The Bolters stopped spitting thier shells at the daemon as they all ran out of ammo within a few rounds of each other. Once the shells stopped, the flames turned purple for a moment, the monstrosity free of all injurys when the flames returned to orange.
"Blasted Tzeentch" muttered Kaen to himself, although Daston heard it and grinned behind his helmet. By now the Daemon had reclaimed it's axe and was running at full speed again. Kaen ran out to meet him, in direct disregard for his orders. It hit him like a brick would hit a Land Raider.

Even though they towered over the Daemon by a clear three foot each, he had the advantage of speed. He put that advantage to good use as well. Jumping from the body of one of the dead Chaos Marines, the daemon swung his axe, aiming to decapitate Kaen. The axe was blocked, but the daemon twisted the axe down and around, angling the Terminator's Lightning Claw diagonaly to the floor. Swinging upward along the surface of the Claw, the daemon claimed Kaen's left arm, causing Kaen to scream in pain and another of the Sabres, the one who had returned form finding this creature, to run forward and attempt to help Kaen. Using the movement that claimed the Terminator's arm, the daemon jumped with the momentum, twisting in the air. Before he could even attempt at a block, the abomination's axe came down across Kaen's head, shearing half of it away. Kaen's body crumpled to the floor. A bitter taste rose in Daston's mouth as he saw his second in command, and a good friend, slain in under a second by some daranged burning lunatic. The second Terminator arrived and the daemon swung his axe up and aound, going for the neck. The Terminator cut the top of the axe off with a flick of his left wrist and stabbed the abomination in the chest at the same time with his right hand. Daston thought that was it, because the fire went out momentarily. The fire came back, brighter and undoubtably hotter than before and the daemon began laughing. The Terminator pulled his claw free and was astounded that the metal had melted, leaving his right claw useless. The daemon opened it's mouth, and a great ball of fire sprang from the depths of it's gullet, smashing the young Terminator in the face like a fist. The Terminator hit the floor and struggled to get back up. The daemon bent and picked up another Cultist axe, the same fire from his original lighting on the new one. The daemon swung down on the Terminator, beheading him.

With that, Daston turned and ran, ordering the Sabres to follow him so they could find the Imperial Guard forces and let the Inquisitor know of this threat. Behind them, the Daemon began yelling into the sky.
I AM VARDEK! ALL SHALL BOW BEFORE ME!

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"Now where would all the fun be in that? One that can figure out where you'll strike but not have the strength to fight you and one that'd have speed faster than your own, but yet again lack the power to put up any decent fight. I'd have thought a fearsome creature such as yourself would surely have the might to take on all of those Astartes and not just smash a few and run from the rest" said Khronos as his robed form faded into view. He was sitting in a tree branch in what was left of a nearby tree.

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"Fear and not more skulls, more blood, more fury, more honour, more delightful screams of agony; sweet melodies for Khorne? Fair enough then. I guess his throne is getting a little too big" said Khronos jumping down from the branch.

"But, where would be the fun in it for me if I did stop it? I've known these people for what, a few hours now. Why not watch? Maybe I'll get some water, you put it to the boil and we can have some tea afterwards" he walked along side Vardek.