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The battle was won. The dark eldar were retreating now, dying in droves as they fell back from the slashing and tearing horde of the daemons. Only one more of his elite had been killed, the astartes had taken a blast pistol point blank to the face, a charred hole where his face had been. No matter, with the numerous daemonic reinforcements, the loss of a few astartes was next to nothing. Turning, he sees the former sister armed with a whip kill one of the last stragglers. She looked distracted. Turning again he sees a great, bloated form pull itself from the depths of the land itself. All around it, eldar and humans, both living and dead, wre covered over by a layer of mold and fungus as well as a great tide of insects. Walking over to the huge being, he barks out.

"Greater daemon of Nurgle, what is your buiseness here?"

Lynessa saw the daemon of nurgle erupt from the ground she stopped the ritual of enlarging the rift immediately and walked towards it. ''What is your business here foul beast? better leave before i have to banish you myself.''

"I am Alphonsine D'Corus, Canoness of the Ordo Divinus Ensis" said Alphonsine hastily after realising none of them had actually properly introduced themselves. It was not often the order was involved with Astartes so she was not quite used to giving such a formal introduction. "And I am Lily D'Corus, Palatine of the Ordo Divinus Ensis. Forgive my sister she liked to watch the artists create murals and maintain existing ones on our planet. No doubt she was simply lost admiring your armour " said Lily, Alphonsine was slightly taken aback at this. "No doubt you have to brief your troops for the upcoming battle and make preparations so we shall keep you no longer" she continued.

Lynessa decided she wouldn't bother with such trivial things, she took kaless by her arm and with a motherly voice began speaking. ''Come kaless you don't need to be bothered by this kind of stuff come my daughter.''

Ulgoth heard the two shouts towards him, and he looked down to see an Astartes and a human female in the robes of a sorceress. There was a slight pause after the Sorceress' challenge to send him back to the Warp. Suddenly, he threw his head back and laughed, the sound a booming, yet sickening sound for all to hear.
When he spoke, it was slow and purposeful, with a hint of concern, as a father would to his children. And all the while, the buzzing sound was ever-persistent.
"You are bold, little ones. Truly bold. Were your small band of followers to not give shelter to my disciples, I would kill you where you two stand. But that is not why I am here." He gestured to the far away Imperial Fortress. "Father Nurgle has been watching this planet and its inhabitants. He envisions something greater for it: a grand Garden of Decay and Death. I am but an emissary of this message of His Love for all creatures, and I wish to spread it to this system first and foremost. You are most welcome to join me and my own Little Ones." he pointed to his feet, where little Nurglings and Plague-Bearers crowded about him and embraced the necrotic, feastering folds. "But Father Nurgle understands if you have business of your own, and decide to stand in my way. He will simply make another offer to you at a later time..." After delivering this ill-concealed threat, he gurgled another chuckle. The miniature icons of the Plague-God began to chuckle and laugh with him.

Daston ducked as the Imperial pointed right at him. Then he realised he was talking about a landing pad behind him, so he turned. The thought of a Salamanders battle group here angered him greatly, as he could not stand those green-armoured idiots, always showing up late. So he went down from the roof through the door to the landing pad, finding himself in a base clearly designed for Astartes use.
I should try and sabotage this place the Blood Angel thought to himself. Walking around, he came across a room full of machinery. Not knowing what to do with it, he threw a krak grenade into the room. The bang was muffled by the hastily-shut door. Walking off and around a corner, three Salamander Tactical Marines leveled thier bolters at him.
"Who are you?" asked one of them. Daston didn't answer, but unsheathed one of his power swords and raised his pistol. The three marines clicked thier safeties off.
"I said who are you?" shouted the marine. This time, Daston answered the man by firing the plasma-bolter. Two rounds ripped from the barrel, leaving blue trails streaking across the room. The bullets slammed into his chest, spraying blood and guts all over the room. The marine crumpled to the floor, his chest a torn and charred mess. Before the other two Marines could react, another of the rounds had splattered one of thier heads on the wall. Daston fired the jump pack, sending him flying forward in a shoulder barge that covered the whole twenty feet seperating the two Astartes. He hit the Salamander like a bullet, the swing of his sword following the impact of his shoulder plate. Daston left the marine gasping for his life with his upper body split upwards almost from hip to opposite shoulder, and walked back to the roof like nothing had happened. He then jumped to the next building with aid from his jump pack, and continued on untill he was outside the fortress.

There he would wait until he calmed down.

The wreckage of the ship burned in the distance. Ethil was in pain, but he was still able to stand and walk. He heaved his body up from the dune, and began to walk.
"Is there anybody here?"

Lynessa's calming words were enough to stop the herald of nurgle from getting pulverised by close-range sonic fire, but little more. Kaless was still one of the warriors that had the foul demon firmly within their sights, ready to unleash enough firepower to at least injure the powerful monstrosity. "Why should this thing remain here? Why can we not simply banish it back to the warp now? It shouldn't be here!"
However, as she spoke, one of the demonettes stepped forwards, and said "it iss the dark prinssse' wishhh that thesse demonsss of the plaguefather join our ssside. A deal hass been made, and ssshall be upheld."
The circle of emperor's children and Kaless all lowered their sonic blasters at this, but were still suspicious of the creature. They moved off without letting it out of their sight, Kaless following after Lynessa.

Kas walked to the area with the great foul beast. He heard the things speech and all the little ones laugh in unison. This put him in a genuinely good mood and he walked into the open. A cultist ran up shouting something about him being another Eldar and Kas put a knife through his face with a casual flick of his wrist.
"No actually, I'm an Exodite, those were Dark Kin." Kas said and walked towards the giant. Every eye and gun were trained on him.
"Hello great one, I'm Kas, I wish to help serve you." Kas said and bowed slightly.

''Come come kaless you don't need to waste your energy on such a thing just go rest and eat something your training will begin soon loved one.'' lynessa said with a soft voice, She felt that the hole gareva left was actually being filled the hole that had been leaking out her very essence for 10 years was being filled by her she would never leave her.

"So where do we attack next? Should we not be attacking the imperial headquarters now? If we don't, we'll simply be attacked by them."

''No my love first you train come to the training yards and bring those whips too you where slightly clumsy in combat with them.''

'The Reaper of men' watched from the trees as different prey went past from the tinned food to the fresh stuff. After days of waiting the beast left the jungles to seek a better hunting ground, he left to had to a hive city this would be the best hunting ground and his scales would blend with the surrounding area. After a day of searching 'The Reaper of men' mad it to a mighty hive, it creped past the forces guarding the wall but every couple it would kill and wrap in a cocoon, the body count rose as the beast descended into the streets below.

No Dark eldar remained, all had been slain or had retreated. Except those captured. As the only ground forces deloyed had been the irritating Wyches, they made up the vast majority of the survivors. All captured were kept in three, small and disrepaired buildings, long abandoned by the previous occupants. There was no fear of escape as each building was kept under heavily armed watch by astartes and large amounts of cultists. They would be delt with later, he had important buiseness at the moment.

Hearing a noise, Ve'Carr ran upstairs, finding three of his marines on the floor with one gasping for life, he asked " Who did this?" With his final breath the marine croaked, " A Blood Angel..." The light of his helmet went out as the marine died. Ve'Carr knelt beside him in silence. He ordered two marines to fix the machinary, and ordered the Guardsman to find the Traitor. The pilot of the stormeagle flew back up to get the three marines who had just finished their switch to Astartes, but had no armor, now they had some. The techmarine got to work repairing the armor. The Salamanders went silent. Ve'Carr walked to the Sisters, asking Alphonsine if she would help the Guardsman hunt for the Traitor.

She always loated these stinking worlds populated by the lesser races, their cities where notting short of horrid. Althou it was these places that offered the best sport...and harvest.

She stood silent for a moment before turning to her followers.
"Begin to survey this place, I do not wish to spend more time here than requierd. " with these words She had begn her move, now they would wait and watch their prey

Lynessa released one of the wyches at Kaless as a first stage of the training. Kaless dodged a shot from the eldar's pistol, then brought her body back up putting all her strength into it, catapulting herself into the wych pistol first, unleashing two shots that between tore the wych's arm off. Then she finished the creature with a bolt in the head, clean through the temples.
Lynessa was impressed, but obviously thought there was more that could be done.

Lynessa walking up to her. ''Good good my love very well done but i wonder how you fight without a pistol?'' Lynessa said as she pulled the bolt pistol out of her hands and kicked another wych towards kaless.

Kaless threw her sonic blaster to the ground. Something told her that wasn't what Lynessa wanted, and she didn't want to waste sacrifices to the Dark Prince. Instead, she let the wych dive in with a punch dagger whipping in, letting it deflect off her armour before whipping her neural whip around the eldar's neck and pulling it tight. The mixture of utter pain and lack of oxygen would have caused any normal human to die, but the eldar's strong will simply caused her to faint. Kaless dispatched of the wych with a simple but powerful twist of her neck.
She looked back up at Lynessa expectantly. "Was that what you wanted?"

''Ah my love exactly that motion that power thats exactly what you need, I will teach you to harness the warp using your whip my love.'' Lynessa said as she proudly hugged kaless. ''She has potential.'' She thought to herself.

The relative ease of the attack on the warp tainted brutes would of annihilated them, if not for the interference of their god allies. Despite the relatively few casualties, his Kabal returned stronger than before, having faced She Who Thirsts and returned He sat on his Iron throne, staring blankly at his court, dancers and wychs engaged in vicous orgys, upon which he fed his indomitable hunger. He will return to that doomed planet, and he will bring them to their knees, but for now he must wait. Their Daemon kin cannot linger on that world for long. And once they are weakened, he shall return to their realm.

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Ethil had been wandering for many hours. He could just give up here and die. He had no water; the desert was empty. Then he fell.

The sand dune beneath Elith had gaped open, swallowing him whole. He plummeted over 100 meters to the water springs beneath, diving in unharmed. He pulled his body out and cupped his hands in the springs.

Kaless was being taught the basics of psychic powers. She would not be doing much of it herself, but using her whip to focus the power of her dark god. She focussed her mind on the end of her whip, and cracked it at the captured wyches. They stumbled where she wanted them to go, their bound hands causing some to fall over, but showing that she was starting to understand how the power worked.

Unholy flames rose from the ground next to Morgoth a Slaanesh warrior. In the centre of the flames stud a figure, the flames began to die the figure become clear.....it was Gareva he turned to Morgoth and smiled showing his razor-sharp teeth.
"Ahhhh Morgoth the warp echoes with your name!" Gareva says bowing his head.
"The princes of pleasure sends me to help!" Gareva says lifting his head, his tongue slivering from under his hood.
"I smell something in the air! Something I've smelt before!" Gareva said turning away from his fellow Slannesh Warrior and walking towards the strange scent. After 15 minutes of walking he found it, standing there was Lynessa. Gareva felt a mixture of anger and love, he walked up to her, she turned and before she could rush to embrace him he grabbed her by the throat and slammed her against a wall.
"Hello my love! So....YOU LEFT ME TO DIE ON THAT WORLD ALONE AND IN PAIN! WHY?!"His grip tightened, and his tongue slivered up her leg. Then he released his grip
"I still love you but the only question is....Why did you leave me to die?" Gareva asked.

I didn't know what happened to you my love! I searched for you these 10 years i searched the whole sub-sector but i never found you, even the oracle who i visited didn't know about you. I presumed you dead i felt alone an endless hole of emptiness, but now you have returned! My love.'' Even under the strain gareva put on her she didn't care, her only love in this universe had returned the happiness that lasted so shortly finally was back!

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"Chaos, huh? I've fought them before. Buggers."

Atris Sameil'a was sat in the hangar of the imperial base. She was talking with the local regiment; born on the forge world of Alustdor, she wasn't used to their customs. She was steely and cold. As the squadrons of casualties poured in, she went to the mess hall. Pulling out a bottle of strange liquid, she took a large gulp.

Gareva looked at the training ground and saw different forces fighting. Suddenly a great pain entered Gareva's mind, images of his former warriors laying dead, himself lying on the cold ground and Lynessa entering a ship leaving the world. Gareva lifted his head and looked back at the forces.
"Hm they actually might make good warriors! Who is the best?" Gareva asked Lynessa

''Oh my love that is kaless i have taken her as my own apprentice she is a very nice girl a slaaneshi one to, she used to be a sister of battle.''