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A few short storys i did to kill some time what do you think


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The return of the imperial serpent

Late M37 warp storm Bathos scurge began to subside, opening up travel beyond the south east corner of the Segmentum Tempestus. An expedition of inqusishen and mechanicus staff soon departed to investigate the legends of a lost group of populated systems and a forge world beyond.
Progress was slow as warp currents fort them every step of the way the navigators described the region “as of a mighty river sided by sheer cliffs of turbulence likely to dash any ship folly enough to enter.” And moral was weathered as withered world after warp withered world was found. But for a chance encounter the expedition would have been a disaster and the leaders disgraced.
Over a dead and twisted world plagued by ferial mutants the expedition was hailed by a rapid strike vessel of an unknown chapter of Adeptus Astartes. Distracted from their reconnaissance for a crusade to reclaim the space and re-join the imperium the strike vessel Hydrophis had been shadowing them for some time. Little is known of that first encounter but it affects echo on to this day. So the Imperial Serpent intertwined with the humanity once more.
With the aide of the Astartes this lonely expedition retraced its path and looped back to the “well spring” of the warp current. With local knowledge, following the currents the little expedition retuned to well charted imperial space within twelve months now swelled with rogue traders political envoys of many worlds, including the forgotten forge world Areas and a detachment of the Imperial Serpent carrying their first tithe of gene seed for several centuries.
So the little expedition was greatly rewarded many of its captions became planetary governors. So that dead and twisted world was purged of taint and became our green and pleasant world of concord and why son when I am gone you must be ever vigilant of taint returning.



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The Reckoning
…[code]Speech given by Chapter Master Mambra to Deathwatch volunteers.
Recorded by Inquisitor Chorb Ordo Xenos M38-457…
And lo we were re-joined with the glory of the emporia but in our solitude we had turned our backs on our for-father, The Grate Guilliman surrounded by xenos and without support we had turned our back on the Codex and vastly exceeded the Organizational doctrine. So Master Hansere ordered two crusade’s, one to the outer fringe and one to the Heart of Terra. These men were never to return but to take and holed ground held by the grate foes of man so dishonour was turned to Glory so potential disaster to triumph. It is from this victory that you now take your stations in the outer fringe to holed and keep watch over that sacrifice but know this you unlike your lost bothers will always return ether with your comrades or on them.



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Counter strike on Herodicus hive.
Extract from debriefings following the liberation of Herodicus hive.
Dug in and nothing to do but weight. Suppose I was lucky dug in defending is far better than the street fighting that the others had been through I saw them coming back arms or legs missing and horrible burns the green skins where vicious no matter what the primer says. Anyway there we were looking over the fire brake as sarg called it about a hundred and fifty meter of rubble flattened by shells and the odd demo charge. Then they came out raged and staggering, starving thousands of them as far as I could see the captured populace where being used as a meat shield. Just as the first of them reach our lines out came the orks screaming and howling mowing down anyone in their path. Our guns didn’t open up till the green skins where within spitting dissidents, so much breathing room. Any way I was trying to find targets through the throng when this lumbering brought smashed through a group of civilians and knocked me off my feet and was about to finish me off when he bust in to meaty chunks. Only then did I hear the change, a new instrument in the orchestra of battle. Then I saw my saviour striding through the chaos constantly firing even as he picked me up and rumbling “privet back to your post” then he was gone. Out into no-man’s land shots bouncing off his armour the green skins faltered then fell back soon we were ordered to push on and I saw my fair share of street fighting but lots more ork dead and wounded. I never saw an Astartes agene but there was plenty of Sine of their passing.
…It may be of note the privet did not bear witness to a fully-fledged Astartes but a neophyte acting it support to guard units in the aria. There armour being closer to inquisition power armour without a back carapace…



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Inquisition Trial
Recovered fragment after cognatior crash
“Inquisitor Reack this hearing has found you guilty of heresy treson and with the intent to sow destruction within the ranks of his holy Emperor by the abuse of your station. Any last words befor your summary execution.”
“This is not the last, you will rue this day where I have been others will follow, and you can be ashorid the path becomes easier with each who tread it. With every deceit you billed your house of cards soon it will topple, the truth will out, and righteous fire will rain down on you. Oh you hide in plain sight, but your arrogance will be your down-fall. YOU ARE NO SONS OF GUILLIMAN…”
BOOM!
Believed to be the last words of inquisitor Reack brought before lord inquisitorial hearing by the imperial serpent chapter.



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The legend of Horatius.
The scum of Tibre II had turned their back on the light of our Grate Farther tacking with them the guard regiment sent to watch over them. So as the regiments of 435th Aris armoured unit and the Phoeb 708th infantry formed up to face the enemy our Sargent so young and full of lime watched from on high, as is the place of a war god. While battle commenced the filthy heretics rolled out a mighty beast snorting fire and plasma. The grate Stormblade threatened to break loyal lines and blunt the campaign so our brothers knew what they must do. With helmets sealed they leaped, from the stars to smite the enemies of the emporia. With wings of promethus fire they fell from the heavens right in the heart of the enemy horde crashing squarely on the mighty beasts back. With field fist and plasma pistol Horatius set to with his brothers tearing off small arms and rending armour when our hero riped off a top hatch with his mighty fist vaporising the creation within before a heart beet could pass. Seeing cooling ducts within he destroyed them releasing the icy breath that cooled it’s belly. His arm iced rigid and his work done he reformed with his squad. Seeing the enemy reaction force on root there sergeant bid them away to tarry riper foe. Of they flew on pillars of smoke as the beast limped back to its lair, machine spirit crippled by the fears frost systems failing. Without the mighty engine the outcome was clear, the enemies faltered and fell.
Though victory was grasped it was not without sacrifice. That frost not only jammed his armor burnt his flesh. With the loss of his arm our brother had one of cold steal made with the parts of his pistol incorporated within. So Horatius the chilled touch became renown.

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