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"Open fire! Take them down! Leave none alive!"

I stay out of my battlesuit, and fight with my Fire Warriors, using my rail rifle to snipe the Chaos Marines from afar.

(Noccy) Its not your soul, just your conciousness, because i believe they are separate things it is possible for me to separate them.

Marius watches the assassin go but before she leaves he sais loudly, "As a son of the immortal emperor I know that all of his sons... and his daughters, are meant to fight on the same side, and thus my objectives would shift to killing only the sorcerors of chaos. I would not destroy such a reverant being as the farseer, and I am not under her control. NOW GO!"

Marius retakes control of his body and slams a foot down on Syrath and then transfixes him from his front left hip to the back of his right shoulder, the blade of fenris biting deep into the Daemons flesh, Back to the warp you wretch, you have no power here.

Marius looks to his friends, We must retreat to the fang, there are to many here, and that assassin bothers me

When they have mounted in the gunship and are heading back he finally replays in his mind what the assassin had said. What would you do?...................

Lotus follows marius keeping herself in the shadows and she keeps the limiter on the level she almost feels sick of her own aura. This she does to gain concentration again.

"What me? The Assassin is a nuisance but I fear that Syrath is not the only Daemonic lord here, Kremlin is a master sorcerer and has summoned the greatest of Warp spawn. My former brother is little more than a Big fish In a small pond while the rest make him look like a small one. The Assassin should be advised that we will not take kindly to those who defile the lands of Russ and his Wolves , sorry I've been saying things like that all day... I don't know why Marius but I feel strange. I feel different and feel new things."

The Gun-Ship arrives at the Fang after dodging Artillery fire and other Chaotic enemies and strange extra weight, Sven awaits them with his Wolf Guard with a grim look on his face and a long scar down his face , he walks over to the newly arrived Dreadnought and looks up at him.
"We've pushed them back but they've heavily entrenched themselves, Night-Lords stole artillery and weaponry codes for Kremlin allowing the Assault Carrier to get closer and deploy Out-Posts and several bases Marius. We must destroy it and I do have some good news, we've damaged it's propulsion systems and stopped it from moving any further and would require a boarding to finish her off but still I think you are up to the job. Has the Eldar been a assistance Marius or just an annoyance."

The Tau Commander fights valiantly till the end, he fires round after round at the advancing Chaos Marines but soon runs out of ammo and attempts to use a combat knife from a fallen Marine but only is successful in injuring a Cultist but is finally captured by a Group of Chaos marines who drag him and any Tau survivors back to the Chaos Command Cruiser where he is beaten and tortured horribly by the Chaos marines and is finally dragged to the Command bridge stripped of his armor and badly burned. A Chaos Sorcerer stands with a Massive Greater Daemon of Tzeentch.
"Oh hello Tau, It is a joy to see that more Xenos try to assists the Imperium after years of hate towards them."

The Assassin watches as the Gun-ship leaves the area while the Chaos forces retreat to their bases further away from the lines leaving the area barren with burnt out wreaks and bodies.

Me?

"Lord what now? "

[Sorry but due to Lord lacking a head and will not be with you shortly ha ha ha. I'll be enjoying this me Thinks.]
The foul sound of Kremlin rings through the Comms channel.

I will get you for this kremlin i say calmly. I immediatly end the commlink also destroying the location transmitter and file sender after i sen a lockdown and destroy code. I rush to the nearest chaos base.

The nearest chaos base is miles away from the fang XD
(And when i say my soul died i was being metaphical, im jsut well insulated XD)

(to the farseer), you still havnt answered the question, and dont worry, you have been more... Russy.. and i have began to use powers that i wouldd not have thought possible. Be calm farseer. The end is in sight, every time i go up against chaos... every time i went up against them while alive... and walking.... I felt like it would be my last battle, and slowly it was, I lost myself to this shell, now... Im not sure if we will survive this war...

Marius turns to the Marine, I will need a repair on my chassis, it has taken damage. And i request for one more thing, that the blood claw Mikal and his squad accompany me, if I fall i will need a team to return my chassis to this place.

"Do what is right and discard hate and vengeance, sadly for the Assassin that will be difficult. She thinks her leaders are ours and the forces of Chaos do not fight fools."
Sven nods and retreats with Hemlock as they enter the great hall but something scuttles after them and it isn't a Wolf.

[Sorry love up her In space ha ha ha , idiot.]
The transmission ends with Kremlin still laughing at the Assassin.

Marius agrees mentally with the farseer

but his chassis needed repair and he couldnt dwell on it, Marius slowly makes his way to the repair hangars.

When there he allows an Iron priest to repair his Sarcophagus he also has his Assault cannon restocked with ammunition.

The iron priest taps on the sarcophagus, 'Marius... Ive been thinking, Instead of this assault cannon why dont we give you anouther arm? let you wield that sword of yours better"

Marius think son it for a moment, if he had two hands then he may be able to channel the Psyker energies the farseer had imparted him better

I agree, and i would request anouther thing also. That the Blade of Fenris have runes placed along its length, Runes of channeling

Mikal and his brothers returned to the Fang with the others. While the other Claws were preforming their obesiance to the emperor, Mikal followed lord Sven and Hemlock, intent on asking them of Marius.

Mikal then spots the shadowy figure following them and examines it from afar in the hall.

"What in the name of Russ?" He whispers tio himself and grits his teeth. "Another intruder..."

Mikal follows the assailant unseen, as it tracks the movements of Lord Sven

The shadowy shape soon leaves Sven and Hemlocks path and heads towards the repair chamber , were Marius and the Iron-Priest is. Mikal finds the path littered with dead Surfs and several Marines who have been caarved apart and decapitated. After an hour of heavy working and wielding the Iron-Priest is finished, he stops to examine his work and tries to begin his other duties but is quickly impaled and his body discarded into a corner revealing Syrath who stands covered in blood. He raises his claws and hisses
"I've been busy"

There is an audible snarl from the shadows as Mikal steps into the light, making Syrath flinch slightly from surprise. Mikal holds a bulky meltagun that he retireved from one of the dead wolves in the corridor.

"Busy burning in hell you mean? Good, that means you wont mind going back!" Mikal shouts and shoots Syrath point blank with the melta before he can hurt Marius.

Marius's new arm snaps out and grabs the Daemon by the neck, the already burning Daemon writhes as it trys to escape Marius's grip but it cannot. The sarcophagus glows slightly and a massive surge of power ripples down his arm and through his hand into the daemons neck.

The daemon writhes in pain, so much pain that even the daemon feels it searing its soul.

Syrath begins to smoulder and Marius slams him into the ground and raises his right arm and then brings it down, the sword held in a reverse grip plunging through Syrath and into the ground.

Marius expels anouther huge surge of energy and utterly immolates the Daemon with lightening, holy blessed Lightening which dissolves the daemons soul as well as its body.

When his task is Done Marius's chassis falls limp.

Mikal... I... am drained... guard me while I... recover... please my friend...

Mikal shifts the melta to one hand and unsheathes one of his axes with the other. He stands defensively in front of Marius.

"Nothing will get past me, you are assured of that Marius. You must stop exerting yourself so much, I am sure such bursts of energy are neither good for you or the farseer."

Mikal scans the darkness, wary of more traps or attacks. He speaks into his vox.

"This is Mikal, there has been a security breach in the Fang. I am in the catacombs and require reinfocrements." Mikal looks to the dead wolves and the iron priest that litter the area.

"And I also require an apothecary..."

Thankyou...... Brother

Marius slowly shuts his chassis down, (to the farseer)
I will always go to that place in my mind?

(i already destroyed my vox sender and receiver!)
i start walking towards the fang

(BTW i only say everytime that the farseer should be controlled you still can use her abilities when YOU want it. not that the farseer thinks: hey i want that one dead and opens a warp rift without you alawing it!)

"Hmph," I smirk. "And it is good to see more lunatic Chaos Marines, all trying to please thier crazy Chaos Gods. You make me laugh!"

"He he he , you are funny I'll give you that but still I'll be having more fun."
Kremlin revels a knife and solely pulls it up his arm.

The Shadow that was once Syrath slips out of the room quickly
"Yes Marius, it is"

The Assassin stops as she finds a small patrol of Chaos Space Marines moving towards the fang

"Ah!" I grunt with the pain. "You think that's gonna hurt me? Then you have been ill informed. What do you want me for?"

she moves to them while staying in the shadows and staying her temperature as low as her surroundings.

Its ok noccy, I know how to control my own chacter

and i really dont see why you keep doing the temperature thing, everyone can feel your prescence anyway

Warning: Wall of text

(IC) Then I shall rest my mind. I need time to think

Marius retreats deep into his subconcious and asks the Farseer blithley to allow his chassis time to recouperate.

Once back in the dream state where he appears to still have his legs he begins to move around the square, looking into the buildings and finding them empty. He is beginning to become a little bored with the whole thing when he realises that tis is HIS dreamstate, if he wants something to happen he can.

He thinks for a second, through all the battles in his life, all the major conflicts that saw him grow, or shrink, as an Astartes.

As he cycles through them, they appear around him, The carnifex that got him his name, the Necron lord on Jarrmus V, the corrupt daemon hunter Iliath. The Chaos lord Dresugal Mortus. Syrath in his pure form.

these silent shadows of warriors and beasts surround him slowly and then attack.

He ducks under a swing from the Dresugal and parrys a blow from a the staff of light of the necron. His leg sweeps out and trips the daemon hunter before he ducks under Syrath's sweeping claws.

He hears a bellow and pushes backwards of the ground and ends up sprawled in the snow as the carnifex charges the place where he was, scattering the combatants.

He looks at the thing grimly. Maybe that one wasnt such a good idea Marius The Farseer's voice echos in his head. Do you want some help?

Marius thinks for a moment as the combatants close on him once more, No

He backs up and then barrels forwards, Shouldering the Necron out of the way before slipping Flashfreeze through its spinal cord. The defunct necron collapses to the ground and Marius spins on the spot, his sword gliding through Iliaths neck.

Marius is forced to parry then, a sweeping blow from Dresugal's mighty sword nearly catching him off guard. But he pushes back and kicks the marie away and then leaps forwards, his sword coming down in a reverse grip in his favorite Coup De Gra, the weapon hits snow however as the marine rolls away and Marius wrenches the growling weapon free and rolls to the othre side as Syraths claws swipe the spot where he was.

He pushes up and sees the Carnifexs charging towards him. Mindless of the great sweeping claws Marius leaps towards the Beast and slams Flashfreeze up to the hilt in the Carnifex's chin.

The weapon explodes gorily out of the beasts skull. Marius wrenches it free and slides to a stop. The Carnifex collapses in front of him and he uses its back as a springboard, jumping first onto it and then into the air, landing heavily back down on the ground but away from the blows of the remaining two warriors.

Marius turns, watching the two advance, the chaos lord was first and he parried a stab and saw his opening, first punching the lord i the face and then lopping of his hands he kicks the Lord into the snow once more. With his foe incapacitated Marius finishes him with a brutal Coup De Gra.

Syrath gives him no time to consolodate however as a massive claw swings in. Marius ducks it, just and then swings an upercut into the daemons chest. Hearing the howls of the enraged Daemon he spins out of its range and flicks the sword up to the Daemons neck as it charges forwards, impaling itself, and then decapitating itself as Flashfreeze does its gory work.

Marius staggers backwards and then collapses on the ground his mind spinning.

"Marius, Marius your assisstance is needed Marius, awake great dreadnought"

The venerated request from Mikal awakens the great dreadnought and he scans the room. The dead have been removed and Mikal is looking towards the door. "I can feel something near, it feels like the assassin."

Then you did well in waking me old friend, I am recovered it seems. Let us go hunting

you can control yourself but you cant control the farseer her powers and thats what worries my char. and my limiter is so high they only feel a weird thing and of course they feel me but that doesnt mean that they know WHERE i AM XD such a thing is called mindf***

(Very nice post Marta, looking forward to more like it and know a post about a view from the most sinister foul creature in this RPG. Good old Syrath.)

It crawls through the pipe system and watches its prey and smirks as a patrolling Blood Claw fails to spot the half invisible daemon how grabs him by the neck and snaps it before drinking the blood from his sliced open eyes. Syrath snarls and drops the body before feasting on several Serfs repairing a Air-vent system , he watches them with his emerald green eyes and moves stealthy towards them he ducks as one turns there head but discards the theory of an intruder and simply returns to his work. Syrath strikes him from behind and hacks the others apart in a matter of minutes before feasting on their rotting flesh and drags his claws down the wall to form a group of Daemonic runes and symbols as a tribute to Tzeentch. He sprints away with a black glee and sprays the blood of a decapitated serf across the vents as he continues to stalk the Fang.

The Assassin is unnoticed by the Chaos Marine patrol who appear to be ferrying a AA-Gun part to an Outpost. She is successful in entering the Outer Fang but Space Wolf patrols more alert than their corrupted counterparts chase after and attack her several times.

Kremlin grabs Shas'O by the head and begins to twist it slowly while continuing to push the blade into his lower gut.
"Come little Tau , you must know something."

(why i just wanted to go inside as an ally not sneaking!)
and i try to take out the chaos soldiers

Mikal leads the way out of the ctacombs and into the hallways in the direction Syrath went. Sure enough, they find the corpses of more wolves and serfs, as well as meddening and nausea inducing runes sribbled on the walls in blood. Mikal snarls and kicks a helmet actoss the hall.

"Its that damned Syrath, he's still stalking the Fang and taking more bodies!" Mikal goes to his vox, switching the aces to the broadcast to all the imperial channels.

"Attention Imperial forces inside the Fang, there is an intruder loose, if anyone is getting this message, bring the fortress to general quarters, we must not let him continue his rampage. This is not a drill, the intruder is daemonic in nature. Somebody answer me!"

Mikal turns to Marius. "We're on our own for now. something's not right, the base defenses should have been alerted by now, there should be wolf guard and our other brothers purging the halls of the fortress already."

Mikal pauses for a moment and sniffs the air. "there is witchcraft at work here Marius, mark my words."

Mikal and the dreadnought continue on syrath's trail.

(You're at the Fang nocturne.)

Mikal finds trails of blood and more runes painted on the walls with blood, there are few lights still active and any Serfs who remain alive are dying horribly. They soon find Syrath feasting on a Serf corpse at the end of the corridor , the walls are a Dark Red and Syrath is also injured but something is different. The Daemon ignores the arriving Imperials completely and continues to feast tearing the body open to drink the blood spilling out.