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"Gitsplitta"

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You were saying????

Captain Razzik opened his powerfist allowing the birds limp head to fall over to the side, its neck burnt and crushed. Razzik stood tall and quickly confirmed he wasn’t immediately threatened. He scanned incoming reports as Vetov walked back over to his side. Brother Venthu stood nearby cleaning his combat blade on the neck feathers of a decapitated bird. The others Ice Angels had dispatched the remaining birds and two Squads had moved into the tunnel entrance. The last few marines from those squads were jogging out of his sight around the first bend.

A private vox icon blinked in his peripheral vision. The icon morphed into a red winged ice shard, the symbol of an Ice Angel tech marine. Razzik thought about Philosir momentarily before he noticed Venthu. The marine was extremely focused on the neck stump of the decapitated bird. With ease the combat squad leader of Squad Plafwu sliced down the spine of the bird. Two other marines came over and watched the biopsy. Venthu sheathed his blade and pulled back the skin over the bird’s spine. Sunlight reflected off a network of ultra thin wires that could be seen woven through the bird’s muscles and along the creature’s spine.

The vox request from Philosir blinked again. Razzik hastily moved over to Venthu with a sense of urgency. Vetov and several others were also instantly intrigued. They all looked on as Venthu revealed more of the complex network of wires. Razzik reached down for the birds head. After a slow tug he pealed the skin back only a few inches. The wires ended at the base of the bird’s skull. He tore off the skin of the bird’s cranium and palmed the birds head in his powerfist. With unnecessary force he crushed its skull. Gore splattered off his armor and flew into the sky. Razzik removed several pieces of broken skull to unveil the intricate set of wires that were meshed through out the bird’s brain. A sense of annoyance seeped into Razzik’s thoughts.

“Scan the rest of it,” Razzik commanded. Two auspexs came out and began to run a spectrum of scans. Brother Grax pointed to an area before the creature’s hind legs below the spin. Venthu drew his combat blade again and made several deep cuts. Two marines pulled back bones and muscle as Venthu continued to slice. Loud cracks and the sound of tearing flesh dominated everyone’s attention.

After only a few seconds the flank on the beast was removed and the group of marines saw several small devices, each no larger then a marine’s finger. They hung beneath the spine in orderly rows, each containing a vial of vibrant liquid. Brother Venthu sliced off one of them and handed it to Razzik.

The request from Philosir blinked more urgently once again. With a sigh he opened up the private link, “The avian quadrupeds are wired,” Razzik began.

There was a brief pause, “Yes, so are the worms.” The monotone voice responded.

Captain Razzik tilted his head towards the cave entrance. He dropped the small device as Venthu handed him another, slightly larger one. Razzik tilted it in his hands and opened up a visual connection with Philosir.

A grunt of binary escaped Philosir as he examined the images. “It appears to be a transmitter. I found a similar one along with worms back.” He added.

“Can you determine where it’s transmitting?” Razzik asked.

“Negative,” Philosir responded. Razzik dropped the device and shut down the visual link along with the private vox. His annoyance level grew. He looked over to the cave entrance. The marines around him stopped examining the bird. Venthu cleaned his blade once again.

With a simple blink click Razzik opened up a new vox channel with Cyaxeres, Attikusu, and Philosir. “Status Update,” he demanded.

Chaplain Cyaxeres spoke first, his deep voice was preempted with a grunt of effort, “Two enemies remain, and they are being dealt with.”

Sanguinary Priest Attikusu responded next, “Our flank is secure, wounded have been treated.”

Philosir spoke last, “The road entrance is being fortified with worm corpses. We’re prepared to handle incoming orks.”

“Squads Rimsin, Rah-Apsu, Plawfu, and Kujara are accompanying me into the tunnel.” Razzik began, “Philosir send remaining servo skulls for additional eyes in the dark. Cyaxeres, you will assume command if we loose vox connection.

Two affirmative blinks returned, yet Philosir did not respond. Razzik began to walk towards the cave entrance, waiting for the tech marine to speak again.

“Captain, MOAT is picking up additional signals from orbit. The orks are mobilizing.” His monotone voice quickly spat the report.

With two hand gestures the marines around Razzik broke into a run into the cavern, only Vetov stood nearby, patiently waiting for Razzik to follow.

“Prepare MOAT to send a message to the Frozen Rage once some sort of adequate proof has been located,” Razzik demanded as he strode towards the cave behind his men. “Philosir,” he paused.

“Yes Captain,” the Techmarine immediately responded.

“Do not let a single ork get past you into this crater.” Razzik commanded.

A lone affirmative blip flashed on his HUD.

The tension builds once again. Who made the constructs? And to what purpose?? And what's up with Phiosir? Tune in again next week... same bat time, same bat channel!

Loving it!

Great addition man!!! Loving it!!!

Captain Razzik stood next to Vetov and regarded the marine. The bionically modified astartes had not left his side since they had landed on the crater. He showed only superficial damage on his armor and shield. The quartered blue and black of his armor seemed dull against the Ice Angels brilliant blue trim.

Vetov returned the captain’s gaze, his bionic eye emitting a soft glow. “Soon, the Emperor will grant me my vengeance Captain.” The slow somber voice of the Emperor’s Tear seeped out of the marine. “Very soon,” he added while turning his head towards the cave. The first wave of servo skulls flew over head quickly disappearing into the darkness of the entrance.

The two marines turned in unison towards the entrance and strode towards it. “How can any one truly tell what the Emperor grants us Vetov?” Razzik asked as they took their first steps into the darkness.

“Everything granted to us is by the Emperor’s will Razzik, do not doubt that lesson.” The darkness enveloped them as their dark vision activated.

Razzik knew he was heading down a path he had argued with Vetov before but instead of holding his tongue he spat out a question, “Did the Emperor grant you years of pain of suffering at the hands of Dark Eldar and the loss of your entire chapter Commander Vetov?”

Vetov stopped in his tracks. Razzik continued on.

“Yes, I believe he did.” Vetov began, his voice softly betraying the emotion behind his cold exterior, “I believe my chapter had fulfilled their destiny, yet I still have something to achieve.”

Any feelings of annoyance at Vetov or their situation quickly fleeted as Razzik felt the deep emotion behind Vetov’s words. Razzik paused but didn’t turn towards the Commander of the Emperor’s Tears. He didn’t agree with his beliefs, but he respected Vetov’s dedication to the Emperor. One side of him wanted to correct Vetov’s beliefs, yet the other side of him wanted to praise his faith. Instead Razzik stood in silence unable to do either.

“Come Captain; let us see what the Emperor has granted us.” Vetov added before stepping up to the Razzik. The two exchanged a simple nod before they trotted off further into the darkness.

And... the stage is set!

interesting exchange, I defintley get there is a unity between them as battle brothers but certainly there is a lot more we're not getting from them. It feels like there could be unresolved issues which could boil to the surface.

I'm getting popcorn when that starts!

You guys crack me up. Knightley, I may have to write a very long section in order for you to actually finish a bag of popcorn in the amount of time it takes you to read a post.

I will have to warn you all though. The next segment is giving me trouble. It may take me awhile before I feel like posting it. Can't seem to get it right............

Take your time Ice... we can wait!

While I would like to offer support by saying "Ice take your time, I understand that creative writing isn't easy" what I really want to say it "Hurry up and take my money.... I mean hurry up and post more story!"

Inushi stood in the center of the courtyard scanning the tree line. He was looking for the Sanguinary Apprentice that was on his way to examine the downed Ice Angel, but as he monitored the surrounding area the hair on his neck began to tingle.

He had learned a long time ago to trust his instincts and he felt as if something was closing in on him, or watching him. He knew in his soul that something was awry. The ancient teachings of his chapter quickly floated to the top of his consciousness. With practiced ease he adjusted his aura of perception. The sounds of distant gunfire and the circling vessels dissipated from his thoughts. His breathing slowed down and he stood sentinel. His hands rested comfortably on his weapons as time slowed and he entered the stance of the mantis.

Surrounding the courtyard the trees slowly swayed as the breeze rustled the leaves before him. The smell of decay and moisture filled his lungs as he focused on his senses. The sound of creaking of wood, the ripple of water puddles, all of it was absorbed while in his unblinking position.

As he became fully aware of his surroundings the low whistle of a falling objective rose to his attention. In the blink of an eye he drew his katana, activated its power field, and spun around. The cutting edge passed through a shoulder pad into the arm of a white armored marine.

Inushi, however, lost his momentum from the spin as he tumbled backwards from the impact of the falling marine. The two rolled over one another before they painfully crashed into the corner of the courtyard.

Time violently reasserted itself as he looked up into the crazed face of Desai. The Sky Warden was covered in blood and bits of the flying creatures. He was sitting on top of Inushi, pinning him down with his legs. Inushi was momentarily stunned as Desai revved a white chainsword and pulled it out of Inushi’s chest. Copious amounts of blood sprayed into the moist air.

Desai didn’t take his glare off of Inushi as he spat a traitorous curse in a foreign tongue and raised the chainsword for a downward thrust. The downward movement seemed to bring Inushi out of his brief shock and he batted aside the sword.

Desai.... I get some kind of flashbacks to the brutality of the world eaters from the Horus heresy novels from you piece. nicely done.

The teeth of the blade scraped off Inushi’s shoulder pad as he lashed out at Desai.

“DESAI! What has done this to you?!” Inushi shouted as he struggled to bat away and block Desai’s flurry of attacks. Blood splattered the inside of his helm with every word. Combat stims were flooding his system now even as his shredded secondary heart ceased to function.

After a blur of movement Inushi managed to grab the wrist of Desai’s chainsword hand. He held it off to the side as the white armored marine repeatedly punched down at him with his other. Desai’s punches though were weakened from Inushi’s earlier katana slice, the gaping wound still sizzling from the powered blade.

The Sky Warden growled as Inushi blocked another jab and retaliated with a cross punch that shattered his lower jaw. In response Desai, seemed to tremble with rage. He screamed as he repeatedly head butted Inushi.

To his surprise his helm began to buckle, but as it did he witnessed an equal amount of damage being done to Desai’s face and forehead.

Inushi attempted with all his might to escape Desai’s pinned position. He kicked forward and punched again, but Desai’s relentless assault didn’t slow. Eventually Inushi managed to grab Desai by the neck to halt the maddening attacks of the Sky Warden. The two marines stared at one another, their gazes locked.

The body of Desai was above him but the eyes weren’t the eyes of the astartes he had spoken to before. Hatred, seething hatred seeped out of the marine. Inushi felt immense pity for the Sky Warden in that instance. He didn’t understand what could have happened. Even when Desai pulled out his combat blade with his weakened arm and plunged it into Inushi’s side; he felt sorrow for the marine. As the pain washed over him Inushi didn’t release his grip or his gaze upon the bloodied Sky Warden.

“What madness, “he coughed, “has taken you?”

Inushi felt his limbs begin to tremble from the strain of holding back the enraged Sky Warden. Blood dripped off Desai’s face onto Inushi’s helm and when the Sky Warden pulled out his combat blade and held it out to the side for another strike, Inushi let go of Desai’s neck to block the incoming strike. The Sky Warden slowly leaned closer.

His face was a beaten, his jaw was shattered, he was speaking but Inushi couldn’t make out any of the words. Desai pressed forward with over whelming strength and soon Inushi found himself pinned completely under the Sky Warden, his face was inches from his, blood still trickled from his face wounds but Inushi saw the wounds were already beginning to close.

“By the Emperor’s grace Desai,” Inushi began when the barrel of an ice blue bolt pistol tapped the top of Desai’s head.

“His Will be done,” the deep voice of Cyaxeres said as the bolt pistol discharged once into the top of Desai’s skull.

Inushi witnessed the pistol move, he saw the barrel flash, yet Desai didn’t flinch, his hateful gaze never wavered. In fact Inushi felt Desai press down on him even harder before the pistol discharged once more, then a third time.

As blood, skull, and grey matter fell on to Inushi’s face, he saw the hateful gaze from Desai finally dissipate and for a fleeting second he saw something else.

Regret.

Nasty sequence, up close view of the death of a marine,,, maybe two?

kill shot! i wanna read more ice.

Ouch! Poor desai!
Your cast is slowly dwindling like a space marine force should.

Some would say not quick enough

Gitsplitta wrote:Nasty sequence, up close view of the death of a marine,,, maybe two?

Perhaps.............

cormadepanda wrote:kill shot! i wanna read more ice.

Soon enough cormadepanda, there will be more.

Asherian Command wrote:Ouch! Poor desai!
Your cast is slowly dwindling like a space marine force should.

Knightley wrote:Some would say not quick enough

Indeed. It has been a long time since the first died, let us think back on the departed marines. Walters, Evrard, Reven, Pyox, Aquilum, Kvothe, and Desai, plus all of the Ice Angels that have fallen. Shall Inushi be added to the list? Until next time, Ice Angel out.......

Tease!

I got all excited seeing another post on this thread from Ice, I left the thread disappoint

Ice...please give us more!!!!!!

Loved it man!

Oh, you guys want more? Why didn't any one say something?

More story will be posted as soon as the next person comments on my page. I like to keep my comment posts separate from the story posts. You know how it is?

More sounds great, as always Here's the post!

Inushi laid on the broken floor in quiet meditation as his body began the healing process on his minor wounds. His chest was numb from injected drugs and his side still throbbed from the deep stab wound. His secondary heart would need to be replaced along with several other organs after they got off this planet, yet the Emperor had spared him for now.

For several minutes he listened to Cyaxeres finish his litanies over the now dead Sky Warden, Desai. He heard the approach of Attikusu’s apprentice, Dwarvik. The white armored priest landed near the fallen Ice Angel and began inspecting him immediately.

“May the Emperor guide your soul and may you spend eternity by his side.” Cyaxeres finished before slowly standing. “Farewell Brother Harv’wen Desai.”

Cyaxeres bent over and retrieved the white chainsword and Inushi’s powered katana. He examined the long powered blade as he turned towards Inushi.

The Mantis Warrior felt the chaplains imposing aura the moment his gaze fell upon him. Without opening his eyes he held out a hand towards the chaplain. Cyaxeres reached down and grasped forearm to forearm with Inushi and effortlessly pulled him up.

Inushi released his grip and removed his damaged helm. He attached it to his hip as he stared at the void black armor of the Chaplain. Several frozen vials of blood adorned his armor and the standard skull motif decorated his knees and elbows. The gaze of his piercing sapphire eyes silenced him before he spoke.

“Are you still battle worthy Mantis?” his deep voice began.

Without thinking or blinking Inushi nodded his head.

“Good, go reinforce the crater road.” He commanded as he handed over the ornate katana.

The moment Inushi grasped the hilt of the sword Cyaxeres stepped back and turned. A sudden burst of dual jets propelled the Chaplain into the air.

Inushi wanted to stop him and ask him questions about Desai. For a brief instant he thought about calling out to the chaplain but instead he watched the Ice Angel disappear behind a large pile of rubble before he jumped again towards the crater road. As he followed the chaplain’s movement the distant clouds ahead of Cyaxeres crackled and changed color.

Ork drop ships pierced the clouds and plummeted behind the other side of the mountain. One particularly large projectile look more like an asteroid then a ship and as it passed out of view, Inushi witnessed it shoot out yellow jagged lines of energy to all the surrounding vessels. Their fall was temporarily slowed, except one that burst into flames and another that suddenly veered into the side of another mountain.

The bizarre falling ships registered in Inushi’s mind but Desai and Cyaxeres still dominated his thoughts.

The sound of Dwarvik approaching brought Inushi out of his reverie. The Ice Angel leaned in close to examine his chest and side wound. Without words or questions he injected a long needle directly into Inushi’s side. A burst of heat radiated through his body before a strong cooling sensation calmed his mind. The powerful drugs made his hands tremble yet the throbbing pain and numbness in his mind cleared.

Dwarvik watched the wounds before turning back towards the unconscious Ice Angel. With both arms Dwarvik gingerly picked up the angel and prepared to leap away.

“Can you please explain what happened to Desai?” Inushi quietly asked as he did.

The Sanguinary apprentice paused, glanced over at Desai, and looked back to Inushi. He thought for a moment before looking away.

“It appears to be a gunshot wound to the head,” he spoke before jumping away towards the tiered side of the crater with the Ice Angel body in his arms.

Perturbed by the obvious answer given by Dwarvik he regarded the fallen form of Desai once again. He took a slow step towards the bloodied marine. If he had been a Mantis Warrior his armor and weapons would have been stripped and his corpse burned, yet here the Ice Angels left him fully armored forever to rot in this empty courtyard.

Inushi thought about picking up the body and adding it to the others that had fallen in this mountaintop crater but something in his soul told him to leave it alone. Instead he knelt over the body.

“I do not understand what curse took your body Desai,” he began as he closed the marine’s eyes. “I hope the Emperor does not hold it against you, “with a loud sigh he stood,” but I hold no ill will.”

Inushi watched the body in hopes of some response but knowing that none would come he tried to clear his mind.

Without another glance Inushi turned in the direction of Cyaxeres and the crater road. The loud engines of ork creations rumbled in the distance as more drop ships continued to plummet all around the mountaintop crater. Ice Angel vessels fired at them as they descended yet many still passed unharmed.

In a swift practiced movement he sheathed his katana. After a few shaky steps he departed in a steady jog through the building he had used to enter the courtyard. He never looked back on the fallen form of Desai and despite his urge to ask; he would never discover what made Desai turn on a fellow Astartes.

IceAngel wrote:Inushi laid on the broken floor in quiet meditation as his body began the healing process on his minor wounds. His chest was numb from injected drugs and his side still throbbed from the deep stab wound. His secondary heart would need to be replaced along with several other organs after they got off this planet, yet the Author had spared him for now.

Fixed that for you.

Nicely handled Ice. Excellent as a matter of fact. (meaning the chapter culture interaction... smart-ass apprentice)

Lol, thanks for fixing that Git. I actually thought of you when I wrote that line from Dwarvik. Didn't you spit up coffee once while reading one of my posts before? I'm hoping to recreate that sensation sometime in the future.

Yes... thank you for reminding me. Sorry, read it with no coffee in hand this time.

Excellent addition Ice!

Eager for more (as always)

Today class I'd like to discuss the topic of Space Marine names. In my last post I decided on the spot to give brother Desai a first name. That name was not given to me by Desai's creator, I added that in after the fact. I felt like he needed to have more of a name, or a title or something. After doing so it made me think about my own chapter. Do Ice Angels go by their first name or last name? Should they? Do they go by nicknames? Do all space marines get rid of their names when they become space marines? Do they get new names?

After thinking about this I was reminded of all the 40k novels I've read. Nearly all of them go by a single name but its unknown if its the last or first name, or even if they have other names. Space wolves have lots of given names. Ragnar Blackmane, Vaer Greyloc, Brakk Redpelt for example. In Brothers of the Snake, they only had one name that is mentioned. Raphon, Memnes, Priad, Pindor, Xander, are some of the ones that come to mind, but it isn't determined if that's the first or last name. I wish I could remember the names in the Imperial Fist book I read. It wasn't a good book but it was one of the few where you meet the marines before they become marines. I do recall that they went by the same name though before and after the transformation. When it comes to Horus Heresy novels most of the books only list a single name for each marine in the book, there are of course some exceptions. Saul Tarvitz, is one that comes to mind.

Now that I've vomited forth a paragraph worth of mental thoughts let me rephrase the question. After reading several hundred pages of Ice Angel story, what has your mind done to the names of my marines? Do they sound like first names or last names? Or do they even have other names?

AH, here is a thought! Maybe I should take a lesson from Harry Potter. In those novels the teachers all go by their last name except when they address one another, then they use their first name. If Ice Angels strive to be cold and efficient, what would they choose to do?

AND discuss.......