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Well... including Vezbael's army... about 4 million strong

Hmm not many then .

Vezbael needs to get his little project up and running quick sharp before word spreads of Phaeron's plans. And what will be the thinking behind this new breed of super soldier, to reconqer the stars?

Plus some of the dead marines friends ( I see the death of the 13th as a forgone conclusion) might have something to say also. Don't worry my Panther's would not be involved as at current they are fighting for their very lives against the Ork and will sadly be delayed. So your bath tubs are safe..for now.

Bathtubs... haha

Ok Il stop calling your beloved Necrons bath tubs.

It lives again! The story I mean. Just like a Necron.
Looking forward to the next submission.

HAHA! Yes it does! What's your breakdown of the latest entry.

Also I have a good gasp of the events that will transpire up to a point but this kind an uncharted adventure for me too. I would like to hear input from readers on were they would like to see this go. Keep in mind, it wont be exactly what you want but if it works I will see if I can incorperate some ideas.

I'm happy with the direction you seem to be taking so not sure what your asking here?

I like to hear ideas readers have and try to incoperate them into the storyline. It gives a slight sense of ownership to the readers and makes them feel more involved (sometimes anyway). Itsxalso fun for me to hear others ideas.

My thoughts would be for the ambassidors (on my phone so spelling will be gak) people, and I use the term loosely, to take revenge for the afront to their offer, and try an assassination on Phaeron or launch a expidition against him. Other than that I just want to see where your guna go with the whole new super soldier thing.

Basically telling everyone, "I still love the C'tan". Well, if you want to get large numbers of the Necron to think you have a mental imbalance, that would be it. Simply a minor quirk and no one cares. Now if I'Sept chooses to act on an impulse to restore the C'tan to power, that might well get many powerful Necrons to gang up on him. Are any Nightbringer shards within his reach? Will he have to battle to take them? Will he get in a race with other major players to be the first to reach a shard?

All the lords, but Vezbael, walked out on I'Sept? Is that because they were all shocked by this C'tan love? I feel it has to be something pretty major. I'm assuming that like Vezbael, they were all sworn to I'Sept. So they're just going to abandon their Phaeron when he gives them a choice? He seemed more inspiring in Vezbael's eyes. In 50,000 cycles, has I'Sept set up some backdoors so he can easily take control of domains whose lords were not immediately loyal? Hey, a "you can freely go," doesn't necessarily mean "and take all those troops with you". As a Phaeron, I'd expect I'Sept to consider them his own possession to some extent. I'Sept was familiar with the condition of Vezbael's world. Was it through personal visits? Well, this is going to vault Vezbael to the top in I'Sept's circle.

These other lords are not Phaerons. They are now on their own. Will Anrakyr see an opportunity to jump in and snatch some of their worlds for his own use if he believes I'Sept will not intervene? Will they join Anrakyr or Imotekh on their own? That seems highly probable actually. Will they try and go it alone or as a small Ushang group? If they attack I'Sept at any point, will he, at that time, invoke any installed backdoors in their tomb world command structure? I'Sept seems honourable, but is he that honourable?

Themanwiththeplan's comment made me think. I'Sept said "Should you stand in the way of Necrontry destiny, I will crush you." Um, is that where all those lords suddenly stand?

I'm looking forward to the upcoming battle for Vezbael's planet. There may be some quick shenanigans going on at I'Sept's court first, but the Marines aren't going to hang out forever. They've got some revenge to get on with.

Looking back, Pariah Gregor showed a willingness to disobey orders and displayed initiative to the benefit of his lord. Will that pop up in interesting or negative ways? Will a Pariah combat squad use their own SM codex training to plan an effective assualt on their former brothers? That would likely be noticed by the SMs and seeing xenos effectively using their own codex may well scare the bejeebers out of them.

Will anything come of Martain's force sword? Not sure how Necrons would utilize one.

Wait! I'Sept was awake for 50000 cycles? He's not the deceiver is he? Is the real I'Sept in stasis somewhere quiet or eaten by the Deceiver? Would the real I'Sept been running around for 50000 cycles and done nothing to awaken his domain? Could he already be working for a C'tan?

See! Interesting ideas! The cool thing is that they are about 90/100 on target! More to come! ;-)

ok here is some more development!


The General Alert was sounded through out the Hammermoon’s long corridors. Marines and the ships crewmen alike were preparing for what could be their last battle, yet most had no idea what the threat really was.

“This far away from the ‘Eye’, could only be one thing” theorized one crew member as he made his way to the briefing room. “Tau”

Chief Petty Officer Willington was a seasoned security specialist with the Imperial Fleet. Know by Captain Nierdhan as a reliable and steady hand with both his weapon and his troops, he was chosen specifically for the task of keeping the Hammermoon secure against boarding parties, pirate attacks, and any other threat that may befall the ship while the marines were off doing whatever it was they do. Chief Willington never bothered with the affairs of the marines. While most of his security detail had a sort of “hero-worship” for the Space Marines, “The Chief” was mostly unimpressed. He noted their remarkable strength, inhuman toughness, unwavering devotion, but in his opinion, it was all achieved through genetic mutation and brainwashing. The very enemy from within all mankind was supposed to be so vigilant against. Chief Petty Officer Willington may have proven himself as an outstanding warrior to Captain Nierdhan, but to the chief, it was the captain who needed to prove himself.

Nierdhan had done just that. He was different than other space marines he had known. As was the rest of his company. Despite the amazing strength and dedication, these marines remained more “human”. Perhaps that is why they were chosen for this assignment. Although they were all Ultramarines, they all showed traits of something else. Something in the eyes of Ultimar, less than ideal. These men showed a propensity for independent thought. Though dedicated to the Emperor, they were not blinded by faith. They would recognize a losing plan and change the plan rather charging and face needless casualties. It was not fear that drove them but a value placed on each one their own and their comrades lives. “Needless casualties are for Orks” the captain would always say, “we can do better…” this was a commander and company of marines that truly valued each other above all else, and every battle brother lost was significant and mourned. Indeed, the 13th Company was different… and so, it was assigned an unofficial exile.

“Tau?” asked one of the chief’s security detail. “Don’t they usually send some sort of ambassador before a fight?”
“Yes they do but we are getting close to their home space and I wouldn’t want any xenos running around outside my fence either. There are no warp storms or signatures within light-years, who else could it be? Go finish your inspections on the security platoons. I’ll brief the men as soon as I get confirmation on what’s going on.” The young troop made his way to the security bay while Chief Willington Entered the briefing room.

The briefing room was a large, well lit circular room, with white walls and an enormous Tactical Data Table (TDT) in the middle. No matter how many times they entered this room, they all couldn’t help but be awe struck by how clean the room was. White walls with black chairs and the glossy silver finish of the TDT made this room stand from any other room in the ship. The TDT was the heart of the briefing room. It could display an endless multitude of information in the form of a flat video display or a three dimensional hologram. It showed everything from star charts to planetary lay outs to unit status reports down to the individual piece of equipment. It was designed for total situational awareness.

Gathered around the TDT were Captain Nierdhan, Chaplain Maarc, and Lieutenant Sans. The Chief instantly noticed someone was missing.

“Gentlemen…” Chief started

“Chief Willington, what it the status of your security platoons” Lieutenant Sans interrupted. “we need them posted and ready to repel xeno boarding parties yesterday.”

“Sir, I have three platoons of thirty men standing buy, I just need the details of our enemy to know how best to equip and deploy them.”

The three officers all looked at each other. This was why Willington distrusted most fleet officers. Lt. Sans was second in command of the Hammermoon but his command relationship with the 13th Company was tenuous. Cpt. Nierdhan was overall in command of the ship and its crew but he left the crew in the capable hands on Sans. Nierdhan was a soldier not a sailor. There was no doubt that Lt. San was competent, but his ego was going to the ship in trouble someday, one way or another. He had virtual command of the crew but he often acted as though he had a fleet at his disposal. Expecting the crew of the Hammermoon to accomplish what would normally require an entire strike fleet to achieve only to be pulled from the fire by Nierdhan himself. Surely, the chief thought the captain would eventually rub off on the young Sans but so far, the lieutenant is only capable starting fights that had to be finished by the marines.
This time there was something different. Sans looked nervous and the battle hasn’t even started yet, or so the chief thought.

“Were is Martain?” The chief asked

“Brother Martain is with The Emperor.” Answered the chaplain “and mean to meet the bastards who sent him there.”

“How did this happen and why am I just finding out about this now?” The chief security officer was both stunned and angry. He never spoke or really knew anything about the company librarian but he knew that he was powerful and that the rest of the marines respected him. The librarian spent most of his time in the ships study meditating and pouring through data archives to give the best intelligence possible to his commander on any given situation. If this man is dead then something has gone seriously wrong.

“It was less than an hour ago; we are still trying to figure out an action plan.”

“Gentlemen… What are we facing here!” The chief demanded.

Captain Nierdhan looked up from the TDT and quickly replied “Necrons, Chief!”

Chief Petty Officer Willington stood silent and confused for a moment then sheepishly asked the commander
“…What’s a Necron?”

“Ahh frak…” mumbled the chaplain. As he started the Vidcast of Martain’s death on the TDT.

“I don’t know” said the captain. “I don’t know…”

The Chief must have a lot of respect to tell off a group of officers and expect to get away with it. And apparently he does. I would expect some of the crew to be thinking "Orcs". After all, were are there not Orcs. The "must be Tau" and "must be Orc" contingents could have a good, mostly factless, argument and begin all kinds of nasty rumours. Nice way to show command-chain confusion. That's pretty distressing. I could easily picture SMs not wanting to have to deal with all the icky details running a normal human crew. And a Lieutenant is junior enough not to assume it's always his job.

Wow the chief never got a bolt to the head, the ultras must really be out of joint because of the necrons.

Over all I liked this new edition but would of liked a few paragraphs at the end from the necrons doing there own briefing. Gud job though.

I hope this is not a thread that has died?

E.P.I.C.
Awesome start man! I look fowrard to reading more!

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Ok so is any one interested in hearing more of this story? I want to start back up where I left off and I have a couple different directions I can go but its gonna start with Vesbael being gifted a new weapon built by the gods themselves. Any takers? Anybody?