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The Defense of Trailis Fex II
A War Hammer 40,000 novel Part I(Imperial)
Thank the Emperor
The boy was only 16.He had on a scavenged white shield helmet and a battered hot-shot lasgun. He was sure as daylight an unlikely hero. But he had stopped the Ork charge. Single-handedly stopped the charge. Ok sure the Griffon barrage helped a lot by taking the Warboss down but still. Well Jaron, Swamp, Slap, and Frag sure helped but he was the only survivor sadly but worth, it 4 for 40 he would tell the commissar. The Boy stood on the roof top of the old Church his buddies bodies lay against the walls. It was a sad scene that indeed but a glorious one. The boy was softly sobbing while leaning on the wall. He had not only gathered the bodies of his former allies he had all the supplies and he had the place barricaded in case the Orks came back for round two. He dried his eyes and used Slaps Vox caster to call in a Valkyrie. The operator at the base questioned him whether or not any others where alive sadly he was forced to respond no. “Sorry kid” the man said”Valkyrie crews wouldn’t be able to get to him till tomorrow morning. He thanked the man shut off the vox caster and cursed out the orks, the sky, he cursed out everything. He decided to keep a watch all night not getting any sleep using the search light off the wrecked chimera he had scavenged after the battle. Movement! No just the wind he cursed under his breath. He was sitting on the church roof with the search light mounted on a heavy weapon stand. The first signs of light breached the horizon and almost on queue he could faintly hear the valkyries off in the distance. Then he saw it. It wasn’t one valkyrie it wasn’t a valkyrie at all it was a fleet of fully loaded vendetta gunships. His jaw almost dropped in awe. Thinking quickly he shined the light in the air and one caught the signal. The Vendettas landed on the somehow barely damaged on the landing pad. All and all there were 45 Guardsmen,2 Commissars, and 5 Storm troopers. He yelled and used the spotlight to signal them. They caught it and the storm troopers began walking to the area while all the others set up a perimeter. Then he heard gun shots. Lots and lots of them.

Traitor!
The gunshots almost scared him he saw guards men retreat to the armored vendettas and the storm troopers yelled for him to hurry and jump and leave it all. All his friends Frag, Swamp, Slap, and Jaron corpses. He refused, and the storm troopers almost left with out him, but he understood. Then they all made a sprint for the landing pad. They quickly got in the vendettas. Once the vendettas were in the air one of the Commissars walked down the isle of the troop compartment. He spoke in a heavy accent but the young man understood him just fine.” Tell me what happened” He said.” It’s hard to talk about it” he said through a strained voice. The commissar pulled out his bolt pistol and put it to the young mans head” does this change your mind?” He said mercilessly. The storm trooper looked at the young man. Tan skin, dark brown hair, Light blue eyes. When you looked in them you see despair, sorrow, but a slight glint of hope. The boy was. Tall, Fairly muscular , Average build weighed around 180 pounds not a piece of unordinary fat on him. “DID YOU HEAR ME BOY!” the commissar yelled pulling the lever on his bolt pistol back. “DID YOU HEAR ME” the young man yelled in the commissars’ face. The commissar flipped his pistol over grabbed the barrel and hit the young man in the face. The hit sent the boy sprawling on the floor he quickly recovered and threw a massive punch breaking the commissars noise. Now the storm troopers jumped out off their seats and seized the young man. One checked on the commissar and he was fine except the commissars’ nose was crooked and blood was flowing out of it. He ordered the troops to strap in and told the pilot to open the hatch. Seeing what was about to happen the boy jumped up and seized his bolt pistol and put it to the commissars head. “Drop the pistol and I will not charge you with assault on an upper being you lower human” he stressed the last two words. He thought about it for a good one minute. He dropped the pistol and released his grip on the man. Gasping for breath the commissar said “Tha- That was amazing never have I been put through my paces by a lower classmen” the commissar cracked a smile even though it was partially an insult. The young man cracked a smile back. It was the start of a new alliance.

The Big Bad Basilisk
The young man got back to fire base Nova King in the vendetta he was shocked. There was a line of basilisks preparing to fire were we had been three hours ago. When they fired their cannon spoke its name the earthshaker. The commissar Told him to walk to the tent that the infirmary was in but the boy refused. “ By the way im Nyron Turthoil you can call me Turmoil” Said the commissar and who are you never told me your name. “Errr im sorry I umm don’t remember…” he said” A stray Ork swing hit me in the head” the commissar replied with a simple” Ha you’ll remember eventually” Turmoil replied. The Boy went to a tent that was empty and lied down and slept for the first time in a week. Every 10 or so minutes the booms and miniature earthquakes would wake him up but after 4 or 5 hours of it it didn’t bother him. While he slept a white shield troop came in and cursed The boy out for sleeping in his tent but let him stay because his patrol was about to begin. After 16 strong hours of sleep he finally woke up and decide he would go see the command tent.
Chaos Raiders
The boy walked into the command tent which was huge 30 feet by 30 feet with many maps and Tactics and mentions and such. There was a man with a very ornate uniform talking with an advisor he had a look of concern on his face. He scanned the thin group and picked turmoil out 0f the crowd he walked over and heard Turmoil say something about raiders north of here. “Yes they raided a scout chimera melta bombs lodged in engine pipes it was gruesome indeed” Turmoil said. The young boy butted in “ I will go and try to catch them”. Turmoil turned to the 16 year old and said “No not with that equip- Ha just kidding you don’t have equipment we will stop by the armory and get you something” The boy liked Turmoil’s jokes even if they were sometimes offensive. This was the first time The boy looked at turmoil’s face. He was only 25-35 at the max. They stepped into the mobile armory Which was filled with weapons. “Pick what you want you’ll need it” turmoil said in a very grim voice. He quickly decided A Hot-shot lasgun, Bolt pistol ,A humble chainsword, a medipack, and a few Demolition charges. He decided Carapace amour would be tough enough and flexible enough to kill the guys but take a few bolter rounds. The Commissar Took A Power sword(Exclusive issue he couldn’t have gotten if he begged) A bolt pistol and had power amour under his red trench coat. He got 3 veterans to come all with shot guns. They were ready to blow the crap out of some chaos scum. While walking out of the tent the boy turned to the commissar and said “So two things first how are we going to get there? Two How are we going to beat them?”. “Well” the commissar stopped to think “ I was thinking chimera or valkyrie” he said.” Ok but how do we beat them didn’t your friend say they were 20 strong?” the boy said. “Were going to need more firepower” the commissar replied. The commissar decide what they needed was a group of ogryns he asked a group and they gladly agreed to tag along. There were 7 of the ogryns. The boy said it was only a 1 and a half hour walk to the raiders known base. So they set off and began to talk about personal lives.

Blood bath
“So you from this world?” the commissar said.” Yes my father was a spy always leaving and my mother worked in the lasgun factory” The boy replied. “Did your mother get on the escape ship?” Turmoil tuned.” Yes she got away to the station in orbit she knows a thing or two about Ariel bombardment she was in the imperial navy before I was born” the boy said. “Ahhh your mother helped the imperium a lot lasguns and navy good remind me to thank her if we get out of here” Turmoil answered. The chaos settlement made itself obvious. Heads all over the place and a stench of evil. “Get that rifle ready boy fire your clip get your close range weapons to than we charge” Turmoil Ordered. The men all nodded in approval. He saw a patrol nearing. Three chaos marines. “Lets see” the boy thought “ Three marines 8 round clip it should do the job”. They were far enough to were the kills wouldn’t go noticed till the patrol wouldn’t get back. They all had standard bolters and it looked like a Slanesh camp so they would be quicker in close combat but still if they had to get close they might be able to handle em with the shot guns. He looked down the Hot-shots sight and centered it on one of the marines head. And he pulled the trigger. The Laser sliced through the Armor and the man dropped the others turned to where the shot had come from and shot a few rounds near him. He fired three shots into the second ones chest and he fell to the ground yelling he was out of the fight all of the sudden a bolter round exploded near him and shrapnel flew around every where it had. He emptied his rifle on the last man with a satisfying head shot killing the marine instantly. The commissar walked over to the wounded marine and stabbed him. The boy reloaded his lasgun and they got into ambush position. There was a campfire and there were about 9 marines left. The ogryns had been left at the camp sadly so this would be a lot harder.” You see those mobile buildings over there?” Turmoil said”. The boy nodded” Demo charges then come back BE CAREFUL “Turmoil Instructed. He did as Turmoil said luckily he had killed the patrol so this would be easier. Once they were planted he doubled back to turmoil. He sat preparing his bolt pistol and chain sword and then set off the charges the marines were dazed by the explosion and when the men charged firing a hail of shotgun shots 4 were killed in the charge getting there. The marines were armed with chain swords but no pistols. The veterans killed two but the captain slaughtered them. The commissar chopped easily into the marine with his sword and turned to help the boy but the captains’ chain sword dug into his back dropping the commissar. The boy was locked in a duel side, slash, parry overhead, side slash, backhand, side slash, overhead. He fired his bolt pistol in the marines chest killing him. He turned around to see the captain and shot the captain not once but 4 times in the chest. The captain dropped. The boy rushed over to the commissar and began to apply the medpack but it was useless he was dead. “WHY WHAT HAVE I DONE EMPORER TELL ME WHY I DESERVE THIS” the boy screamed to the sky.

The chimera
The boy sat by Turmoil’s motionless body and began to cry he heard a rumble in the distance and wiped his eyes to see a chimera transport coming towards him. It stopped 80 meters away and a group of men jumped out and began to run over to were the boy was. When they got there they saw the boy had nicks and cuts all over his body and was the only survivor In the combat group.” Im sorry for your loss but we need to get moving the captain wants a word with you.” A Guardsman said.” Ok” he said jumping up and picking up the commissars body. Once they got back to fire base Nova King the captain greeted them and apologized and congratulated him on the battle.” SO what is your name?” the captain asked. The boy quickly thought of a name.” Call me Arius” The boy said.” Well Arius good job” the captain said. Arius started to walk off when the captain said “ I want you to spear head a charge”. Arius stared at him in disbelief. “I will but im going to need some serious equipment” Arius barked.” Of course” the captain said. All of the sudden an extremely bright beam of light slammed into one of the basilisks and then wild screams erupted as elder on jetbikes screamed into the camp firing monomecular blades slaughtering almost everybody. Clash grabbed his lasgun and shot at the jetbikes. He hit and killed a few but the captain had been it. Arius dragged him into the chimera with the other troops and the driver took off. He began applying the medkit and trying to save the captain.

Turkey Shoot
After the captain was in a stable state Arius manned the heavy stubber and began shooting the jetbikes down like flies. When he hit them that is. They were everywhere he almost got hit a few times but thanks to the chicken plate on the heavy stubber he was fine. He blinked and they were all gone into the air. He turned around and saw a huge dust cloud. It was a mob of warbikers and trukks, and they were gaining the chimera unless clash acted fast was doomed. He spun around and fired at all the orks and realized he was getting results when he was aiming for the trukks and when they crashed it caused a mini reaction. Warbikes were easy to kill. Kill the ork kill the bike simple and easy or aim for the bike and cause an explosion. Then there was a complication. Chaos warbikers. They were faster, tougher, and stronger than the orks they came from the side bolter rounds slamming into the chimera he turned on them but they weren’t easily killed. Just to make matters worse 3 eldar vyper jetbikes came out with bright lances and began firing upon the tank and the chaos. By now the orks were no threat. All of the sudden he heard a scream in the crew compartment he looked down and saw a bolter round had cracked the chimera’s armor and hit a troop in the shoulder. Arius couldn’t do any thing about it. Suddenly a brigbright lance shot tore into the chimera breaking the ramp latch and causing it to fall and hit the ground now the crew was exposed to the war bikers. He ordered them to bail. They did as he said and the enemies ignored them he kept firing and eventually a vyper exploded the husk of it slammed into the bikers killing a few. He yelled in pain as a bolter round slammed him into his back shattering his spine losing his grip falling into the crew compartment. A fury of light blurred his vision and the tank exploded he was face down in the dirt it was miraculous he survived the explosion and flew out of the crew compartment. Turmoil was incinerated.

Why am I alive?
Arius had a lot of time to think of what he did to deserve this. Two days before the patrol found him. He passed out 4 hours before the patrol found him. He woke up in an infirmary with a sharp pain in his back but he could move his arms and legs again. He looked at his hand and realized he had two bionic fingers. Arius cursed himself and the emperor. The emperor he caused this he is the reason this is happening. What am I thinking the emperor is the good thing he is the reason he is alive. No! He has cursed clash into an eternity of suffering, and all his friends dead! “AHHHHH” Arius had yelled from an immense head ache. The medic came in and walked over to him” What’s wrong?”
Arius blurted out “Nothing just a headache.” “Okay well limit your suffering because you woke up a battle patient”. He thought to himself he was going to get revenge. The Eldar, the Chaos, and the Orks would pay.

DAD!
Arius went to sleep shortly after the headache developed. He saw a man Very tall and slender. Wearing a trench coat and a hat. He was concealing a pistol and combat blade walking through the hive city Varian. He was tracking a man named Kelerian and he was hot on his trail. He walked into the golden terrain a famous bar and casino. He saw a tall blonde man with swirled colored eyes he walked up behind him and shot the man with the silenced pistol. He innocently walked off and the bar turned on him. He assessed the situation 4 guys. Good no serious threats. They charged him at once. His pistol was an assassins design extremely powerful but only one shot. He pulled out the blade and stabbed the first under the throat. The second one was a little smarter he threw a chair. The assassin jumped out of the way right into the thirds punch it hit him square in the chest it knocked him on his back. he rolled out of the boot stomp he stabbed the man in the chest 4 times, he was bleeding on the floor he ran out of the bar dashing to get home to his son. When he got back to Karapace III his little boy was waiting for him. The young boy was 9. He ran off the ship and picked the young boy up and hugged him. Once they were at the house the mother greeted the man with a kiss and a shot of reharte (A popular alcohol). The man swilled the shot like water. Once he had settled the day went on the boy went to school and the mom went to work. When they got home the father was gone and all that was left was a small not saying” Son I wish I could stay and see you grow to be a fine young man, but I am forced to leave...For ever
-Terne Beged
Part 2 (Craft world Eldar)
Calluis Menith sat at the Alter of the Striking Scorpions. He wasn’t part of the Scorpions yet, but he longed to be.” Calluis what are you doing here, my boy?” Said Caliyer one of the Scorpions aspect warriors. Calluis was one of the well known around the scorpion shrines, he discovered a ground breaking Camouflage that could hide them from human eyes. The main reason it worked was the speed humans see can’t follow the shifting camouflage. He also discovered many things about the other races while he traveled as a ranger. “Oh! Sorry I was just waiting for my ship, im going to study the orks, so I was wondering if I could bring a chain sword and maybe make anti-ork improvements.” Calluis said. Caliyer thought for a moment” The Green tide hasn’t been spotted in this sector for 5 Cycles, but who knows if one was to attack it could help. Just try not to get killed” and at that he went and fetched one of the spare chain swords.” I take it you seeing us use these at training you know how to use one , eh?” Caliyer joked. Calluis chuckled” Why do you think I do sit in?” Calluis walked away with the chain sword tucked into his ranger cloak and fitted his helmet, then he slung his long rifle over his shoulder. He noticed all the looks of shame from the older Eldar. At least with his helmet on they couldn’t see his Jet black hair short and cropped, a shame because the craft world was usually fair haired and long. He often wondered about how he got the hair. He was a mutation, at least that’s what the kids said. The younger kids would run up and ask if they could come with him. He would always repeat the same thing while looking them in the eyes “No. Don’t be like me, stay and perfect a skill or become an Aspect Warrior and Slay our enemies with weapon in hand,” he would then walk away with his long strides, his head held high. Looking at the great spires filled him with pride as he neared the space dock. The Aurora Fox was a sleek fighter plane but it had been hit by a volley of human AA gun fire. The Back area was fixed ,but the nose ,which had once been sharp, was now blunt making it look very awkward. Long ago Calluis had removed the guns on it and replaced them with lighter weapons.(excluding the 6 Striker missiles on the wings) “Hmmm Trailis Fex II ork infestation and eldar stations,” he continued to flick through the map. Probes were on many planets but they couldn’t replace him being there only movements and the armies occupying the planets. “Ok I guess im going to tour Trailis Fex II. With that he began to fly.














Check point six Charlie
“Ugghhh my head,” Arius complained. “Quit whining I got my nose torn off by an Ork,” a guy the next bunk up said.” Yeah well a chaos ballerina tore my teeth out!” with that the wounded had a good laugh. “Did you hear that?” One of the men said. There was a deathly quiet. There was a zooming sound outside followed by whizzing and then screams. Arius Stood up on wobbly feet and walked to peer his head out the tent. What he saw terrified him, a very large chaos space marine army had dawned on Fire base Nova and he needed to get out, but last time a raid like this happened he had lost two fingers and his best friends body. He saw his only chance three hundred yards away. It was a civilian vehicle that was used to quickly transport small squads of strike teams up to 5 men large. He had to make it. Sprinting 300 yards was more like 300 miles for him. He got a headache after 50 or 60 yards and almost passed out. Dropping to his knees he picked himself up and trudged along. After what felt like hours he reached the vehicle.” Start START!!” he yelled. Burying his hands into his face he did It again, again, and again. Finally it started, and he said to the sky” I take it im forgiven?” and gave out a small laugh. He sped off in the closed toped vehicle. He noticed the military issued radio after 10 or so miles.” Fire base Nova is under heavy attack I repeat heavy attack. It might be to late. From what I saw there is a whole chaos company attacking it I repeat an entire company,” he radioed in. A few minuets later the small radio spurred to life “You said saw? Where are you? What Legion are the marines?” the small radio belched.” Im heading south from the base. I was lucky enough to take a small vehicle . I believe the legion was Black Legion and they are light on tanks from what I saw,” he said quickly. “ ok keep moving south till you reach the river then turn west until you reach Check point Charlie Six. We could use another Art Launcher(Artillery) we are short a crewmen,” the other man said coolly
“ I-I-Im not and Artillery Crewman im a rifleman” he said “Ok then you are going to learn how to fire a basilisk.” He said stubbornly. He followed the mans instructions until he reached a small camp of the large basilisks. They Flagged him down. “ ID?” one of the sentries said. He presented his Military ID and the man led him to a make shift garage with two other Vehicles there. A large man Approached him and shouted over the roar of the basilisks firing” You the one from nova?”.
He nodded. Then the man pointed to a basilisk with only two men on it. Arius got the point and went over to the non-firing basilisk. One of them nodded to the firing seat. He sat down and yelled “OK WHAT DO I DO!” the other yelled back “He aims it I load it when he gives you the thumbs up pull HARD on that handle then you slam it sideways and pull on the chamber then I load it he aims it and well you know the rest.” He wanted to yell” I CANT DO THIS!!!!!!” or “ WHAT IF I SLAM IT TO THE RIGHT INSTEAD OF THE LEFT!?” but instead he said” What are we shooting at?” “An Ork Infestation they pulled a white shield who stopped an ork charge with his friends five days ago” Very contempt with this answer he turned around.








Only a few problems, only a few
Calluis Shifted inside his small ship. It was uncomfortable how many imperial Ships he’d see cruising the sector Trailis Fax was in. Most were troop transports and Medium Destroyers. “Strange. Trailis is the only planet not being Bombarded by the destroyers. Maybe just maybe it will have guardsmen on it.” He thought. All of the sudden a large explosion appeared on Trailis Fax that rocked the entire planet. Calluis fired a probe to scope out the planet as soon as he had left. He activated the probes camera and what he saw shocked him. It was not the humans doing this. It wasn’t the orks either, or chaos. The planet had ruptured causing a massive gravitational explosion engulfing 1/8th of the planet in flames and lava. Putting his hand on his forehead he began to chuckle. Four armies fighting over a planet and the planet does the most damage. He prepared his cloak, notes, the lent Scorpion chainsword, his binoculars, and his favorite thing of all time, his ranger long rifle with his specialty era blades which where 1.5 times larger, 2 times stronger, and 5 times more accurate. He fumbled the Era Shuriken between his fingers while he thought of an even deadlier, but smaller blade. Pulling out a Craft world style knife out, he sliced the middle of the Shuriken Disc out and was left with a disc that had a diameter of 1 ½ inch. After slicing small groves into it he pulled out a standard long rifle shuriken, his homemade era shuriken, and the new one. ”Hmmm” he thought” How bout the Zero? No, no much to well just no. The infinity? Yes that was good, but how about the century bade?” Deciding he would name it when he got to the planet he started making a group of them.”5,6,7 that will fill the rifles chamber” he looked out the front of the ship.” Ok game time” He said taking a breath and letting it out slowly. He looked down and saw his improved ranger armor, instead of the plates inter locking they overlap on his style, he saw his fighter gauntlets that with the thought he could eject two 4 inch power punch daggers that he learned from his time with the dark eldar. He remembered Sythan who had saved him from an assassin with a deep hate for the craft world eldar. Sythan had taught him to use poison on his shurikens making them even more deadly. Then he remembered he hadn’t poisoned his era blades. Pulling out the vial of Warp Spiders Venom he began to poison the blades.” Hmmm wonder if I could poison the Infinity century disks” he tries but it didn’t work due to the blades. Trying to enjoy himself he stealth drived his ship and fired 2 striker missiles at a small troop transit. He often wondered if he was part dark eldar.” I enjoy death, I like the enemy to suffer, but I am NOT A DARK ELDAR” he had told a friend back on his home craft world.

(That is as far as I got, Criticism and Comments welcome. And no there isn't a book about Callious and the dark eldar, but I might write one)

Seems good so far
your personal voice is strong and your writing style leaves one wondering whats coming next. However i may point out that your scentences make the reader go back and reread what he/she/it has just read, this is a result of either poor grammer, bad punctuation, or mind boggling scentences. None of these are a desperatly bad thing but a way to fix it would be to read it out loud and then edit the bits you have troble with

otherwise keep up the good work

subscribed!!

Darn you fail edit!

Thanks, his was written aprox. 2 years ago, before I really learned about grammer or punctuation (We had reallly only learned the basic's thus the past year english class was a real challenge) Im still thinking about what to do next ,so i've been really only floating around the main story.

Anywho I will try my hardest to get a new chapter up in 4-5 Days and we'll see were it goes from there!

Excellent

( I am determined to write this one even though it is 2:00 AM SO it Might not be great)
Re-Assignment

Arius finaly got to rest after 2 hours of firing the basilisk. He went to the Command sqaud and requested he be moved to a patrol, or attack team, but he was NOT going to fire that basilisk tommorow. The sqaud accepted and looking at the training and service the boy had, put him on forward patrol. Arius wished he hadn't asked. Forward patrol wa the worst duty a trooper could have. Raids and Ambushes were often has breathing. Arius walked to the chimera he was assigned to, with 8 others and a sarge.

1/2 A mile Into the patrol

Out of nowhere the tank shudered , then slowed, then stopped. He was sitting in the back when the ramp opened and the driver forced them out. The left track had been severed by a landmine. Luckily the drive skimmed in, thus it didn't even touch the hull. They had to continue the 4 mile Patrol on foot. Without radio contact. Minimal ammo. Arius realized his bad luck had returned.

2 miles Later

The group moved in silence just walking. A man stepped on a chaos mine, which maimed him leaving no fatal wounds. The mine was filled with heated pellets, ripping into the skin just enough to not kill. The Sarge killed the man and the group truged forward. The weather was humid, 92 Degrees F, cloudy, and dark. A 2 Man cultist team stumbled across the patrol and ended up wounding a man, but in the end they were ripped to shreds. Arius was still getting used to his bionic trigger finger. Stopping for a water break, the group still didn't speak.

( Yes it was neccasary next chapter will explain a LOT)

Looking good mate
Liking your personal voice

Day keeps getting better and better.......

Arius took a sip of his water and stood up. He realized that darkness was only 2 hours away, meaning a jog to finish the patrol. Looking at the others he knew that would be nigh impossible. A wounded and a man with a heavy bolter( More like two as they were a crew) would not be able to jog, as they were having trouble walking."I have to piss" a fellow patrol man said walking out a good hundred yards. The darkness wasn't two hours away it was 40 Minutes. The light was already fading. Nobody was watching "Sammy" relive himself when a cloacked figure jumped on his back an rolled off in a split second, leaving it's knife deep in Sammys skull. Walking back the figure pulled their knife out of the gaurdsmen head and picked up it's rifle.

"So, I figure talking will help finish the patrol?" Arius spitballed the idea
"Nope it is going to suck anyway!" A man said causing a laugh to ripple through the group. Just loud enough that the shot couldn't be heard that killed the sargent. They were all sitting on logs, and when the sarge fell off they thought it was a joke. When the man next to him was hit by the sniper it sliced his jaw off.
"SNIPER, HIT THE DECK!" Arius yelled as another was skillfully executed. The men shot their las-guns blindly into the forest. The heavy bolter crew had tiny balls, so arius ended up firing that out in the open. Arius felt an insanely painful his chop into his stomach and as he looked down, he realized the were facing an elite. An Eldar Pathfinder. Arius let out a cry of insane pain and crawled back to cover nearly crying. He held back tears and gave them a postion, he was a mere 45 yards away, close enough for a charge. A man patched up Arius as the pathfinder continued shooting. 4 Dead, 2 wounded. Arius put on a bayonet and screamed loudly "CHARGE! FOR THE EMPORER!" The men began running blindly into the forest, one being hit, the shot severing his spine and sending his guts out all over the forest floor. Another tripped and was knocked out, bleeding everywhere, he was as good as dead. A chainsword purring notifyed the last ones death along with a scream. Arius was alone with a pathfinder. Who had lost of experience. And a good rifle. And a Chainsword.
"F*UCK!"

(I feel like a show writer, leading into the next one every week-ish)

A True Fight

Arius ran towards the sound of the chainsword to see his allie butchered by the Eldar.Taking a shot at the Pathfinder Arius misses the 20 yard shot. He charged at the path finder he stood ready to fight the young gaurdsmen. Arius stoped and thought about running. It was a staring contest and Arius was losing. The Eldar began walking towards the boy, whom he believed was broken and would be an easy kill. Big mistake.As Callious prepared his chainsword, Arius yelled and lept at the pathfinder sticking his bayonet deep into the eldars shoulder, knocking them both to the ground. If Arius had timed it right it would have been a kill shot, but the eldar saw it coming and moved.

Arius started letting out on the eldar, but the pathfinder was wearing a full head helmet and Arius's punches did nigh nothing. Arius ripped the helmet off, but doing so left him open to a jaw breakin crunch from Callious. The young boy was sent reeling and feel on his back. The rest was a blur. He felt the punches and could only block the ones to his face, leaving his body vunerable to jabs. He heard the knife unsheathed and looked at the Eldar with mercy. The 16 year old began to cry. Not bawl as in scream with it, but tear flowed down his eyes. His life was over, he was going to die a virgin. He was going to die alone. He was going to die mercyless.He was going to die

Arius was waiting but the Alien just stared. He couldn't believe it, this alien was taking pity on him. he thought about a cheap shot, but the alien still had hi- it's knife. He watched as Callious stood up.

"Your wounds arn't mortal. Go back to your base, tell your commanders everything that happened." Callious said getting off of Arius's knees.

"Why?" Arius asked "Who are you, what are you?" You can't blame him, a Pathfinder with a chainsword and one who takes pity on a human, a Mon-Kiegh.Arius looked at the Pathfinder. He had jetblack hair, and bright green eyes. His features were sharp, if he were a human he would be handsome.

"Because you arn't a threat to my research, Just a boy with valor, who looking death in the face knew he was going to die and was prepared for it. Im Callious and next time we meet I might not be so generous as to spare your life nor answear your questions." Callious said helping Arius up.

Walking back to the base Arius wished the Eldar Had killed him, it was a 4 hour walk due to the pain he had to take it slow. He knew if he was caught by Chaos it would be a painful death.

hmmm finally got around to reading this, I have to say im impressed. Its well written, succinct but still flushed with details

very nice work

Hey marta, I just wanted to thank you for being so awsome, and im sorry I couldn't get more writing in beofre school, keep your eye on the thread though, if I get spare time I will try to write.
-TWH

Im a bibliophile, I love literature and personally this is one of my favorite fictions on this site not counting the RP's. Kepp up the good work mate. Ill be happy to read more and give my opinions.

Arius reached the base to find his Commanding officers huddled around a central radio tower. The chaos had withdrawn, but a new planet was under attack, and the entire planet was to be extracted and the planet subject to terminus. Turns out the craft world Nius was the place of the key of the black library's holding. Arius didn't know what to think.
(Ok, Im going to copy and past another story and integrate it into this, sadly it's host site is down, this is more of an update post.)

The space over and under Nius crackeled and warped as ships battled, Drop pods shot out of barges, Troop tranports flew from warships, Dark Eldar Flew from their Warp Gates, Eldar Defenses lit up the sky, Chaos War ships morphed and ruptured as Shells hit them. On the Ground war was everywhere. Eldar cared not for the casualties. Daemons of Khorne split from the gates and chaos champions, most blown back by Imperial las-cannons and Eldar Wraith cannons. Farseers focused all their power, Falcons and Fire prisms tore apart light tanks and larger enemies alike. Lances of Bright and darklight tore even land raiders to shreds. The dark eldar savoured all this pain, but it wasn't a one sided battle. On one front tau gun lines were ripped apart by Khorne Berserkers or Assault marines alike. The Dark Eldar Skimmers were chopped into mincemeat by Hydra Flak Cannons. Grey Knights Tore through the daemons like a knife through butter, but in their quest had ignored the eldar, who snuk behind their lines and wrecked havoc on the Imperial Camp.

On the nearby planet of Domanic II the Imperial guardsmen fought a never ending war against the traitor marines and Tau, both of which needed the planet as a strategic point. The Nearby orbital base was also under attack, but not by tau. A gate of daemons had opened and the base struggled to maintain balance. An hour and a half later Half of the base belonged to traitors, including 1 Barge, around 30-50 drop pods, 19 Storm Ravens, and many other pieces of equipment, including Landspeeders and a Battle Barge.

The Huge moon of Lorin IV Hosts an array of the Xeno alliance, Including a council of:
Tau
The Craftworld of Ulthwe, Altaioc Pathfinders,the ghost warriors of Iyandan, The Chaos crusaders Il-Kaithe, and Biel Tan.
An Alliance of the strongest of the Dark Eldar, a Rare Occasion were they stop fighting as the black library being revealed could devastate them.

(Eldar Harlie. Death jester)Longcoat stood at the fore of the small band of Harlequins working their way through the Craftworld towards the Farseer, who he had not yet met but as was normal for their kind, already knew him well. He leveled his cannon, and fired a sharp burst of shuriken at a terrified squad of Guardsmen, most of whom were killed by the sharp shots, those who survived dying horribly to the toxins that tore them apart. Rarely did the fire of the mon-keigh hurt his brethren, but there were enough of them that multiple members of the troupe had been put down. He quickly resumed his stride after the Guard had been dealt with, and now he could see further ahead the figure of the Wraithlord.

( imp. Guard)Sergeant Bridget Ganesh paused against the low cut wall of the square, listening carefully. She raised a hand in an obvious motion to her squad. Her nine fellow dark-skinned Vitrians dropped down against the wall as she had and activated their armour so that it was displaying in the reflective stealth position. "Chaos Space Marines, Moving through the square." She spoke into her microbead in Vitrian combat chant, the language used by all of the famed Dragoon regiments. "Patil, Ahsen. With me. Chandra, Zahin, Ranjana. Go left. Sajeev, Parvin, Pandya. Right." Patil carried the squads plasma weapon, the Dragoons had always favoured the high power plasma weapons to the shorter range flamers. "Lasguns at full power. Make every shot count." The Byhala, the code of war that all Vitrians followed, instructed that a shot should be powerful enough to kill first time. Hene the Vitrians did not believe in half-powered lasguns. "On my mark." She raised a hand clearly into air and the well-drilled squad sprung into action. "The Emperor protects.."

[imp guard] A blast of plasma killed one of the five-strong Chaos patrol, melting his power armour. The high-pitched cracks of lasguns filled the air, as Imperial Guard troopers began opening fire on the marines. Bridget heard a scream to her left as Ahsen was torn apart by a bolt. On the adjacent side of the square, a second Vitrian squad moved up. The added firepower from 9 lasguns and another plasmagun quickly dispatched the remaining Chaos Marines. She removed her helmet slowly and glanced around assessing the damage to her squad. Ahsen was dead, blood and lumps of tissue had been sprayed all over the Sergeant's armour when he'd died. Off to the right, Pandya was also dead. Both of them had been good soldiers, she would miss them. Trooper Pandya especially, command had been discussing the possibility of raising her to Corporal. But that was the way of war. She stood and turned to the rest of her squad who had now grouped around her. "Chandra, take Ahsen vox kit. Send word that this sector has been cleared."

the rear-flank of the Imperial camp had been under heavy fire from the Eldar's sneak attack forces. the Eldar charged through the camp cutting down Space Marines. a Dragoon Exarch fired upon the Daemon Hunters that were trying to mount a defence. the Exarch was so focused on the battle in front, he missed the battle above as every bone in his body was crushed by a giant metal box. the box opened and bolts flew out cutting down the Eldar as Space-Marines burst from it. "FOUL SCUM!!!" roared one of the Space Marines. more drop-pods landed and many different beings burst from them. Sentinels, Dreadnauts, Terminators, Guardsmen, Ogryns. a drop-ship flew in and dropped a large crate, out of it burst the machine that would turn the tide of battle against the Eldar. a giant Baneblade firing all of it's weapons.

one final pod hit the ground and 5 people walked out of it. a highly decorated officer and his 4 body-guards as a Librarian approached it "my word, the Emperors finest indeed." said the officer to the Librarian.

"watch your tongue Regimental Commissar Siegfried Wallace." replied the Librarian

"might i remind you that i still outrank you." said the Siegfried.

"only just Commissar." said the Librarian.

"Librarian, i have infinite respect for his Majesties Space Marines. but you have been foolish in letting the Xeno's get this far, i am here to clean up your mess. now, order your men to advance with the re-enforcements, believe me, i would much prefer to be on the front line, but every enemy that falls is one more reason that the enemy should realise that they are foolish to resist us." he said.

"since you have been put in command of the counter attack, my forces are at your disposal." said the Librarian.

"thank you, Librarian, you stay here and have the Servators and Tech-priests repair the base defences."

"very well." said the Librarian Siegfried put his hand on the Librarians shoulder.

"fear not, you are doing your part in this battle, i will slay a Xeno-scum in your name." said Siegfried and began walking across the battlefield and drew his sword and Plasma Pistol, preparing for anything that would dare come against him

(Death jester) He watched silently as the Wraithlord trudged through the Imperial line, decimating them within moments and destroying a tank. He began moving again and started releasing a wave of fire into the humans as he advanced. As he got much closer, he looked around but continued to lay down lethal fire into the enemy. He spoke to the Farseer in a voice that spoke of death and madness, unnerving for any Eldar, even a Reaper or one of the insane Harlequins. "Farseer, we may not be yours to command, but I am here to aid you nonetheless. I am Longcoat." He looked back to the enemy, spraying a squad of inexperienced Guardsmen and dropping them, as they burst into gory bits that stained the gaudily-colored Eldar red.

As the war raged on The craftworld, the traitors made progress on the orbital station, securing another 1/6th of the station. The Imperium made a wise, but futile choice. All the imperial secerued ships were flown to a base very far from the station. The Chaos traitors now controlled massive imperial warships. Soon after this point, drop pods began slamming into imperial tanks, troops , and buildings. They were not filling them with men, they were using them as artillery!

The Baneblade was reeking massive deathtolls, but it had not focused its guns on the eldar, but instead the traitors. The Guardsmen had effectivly beaten back the attack! One of the Guards was walking when he froze. His whole body turned to glass, and a brief wind knocked him over and shattered his body. All of the sudden grey-ish figures began to charge. A Trio of Viper jetbikes flew in at breakneck speeds, and one, one elite jetbike gunner, struck the baneblade in a repair seam, while the other two hit other areas. It didn't hurt the tank, except slicing open the crew cab, exposing the men to extreme amounts of bolter fire. The Elite gunner did a breakneck turn, running home. The other two continued to blow open tanks. Out of nowhere a hydra flak tank opened up, blowing the lead viper to bits. In a last ditch effort the Viper barreled straight towards the Hyrda Tank and fired two lance rounds, both missed.

Then the impossible happened.A webway portal ripped open in the camp and Wracks and grotesques flooded out. The first few dozen fell to combined fire, but eventually they overcame the guardsmen. Then they stopped coming and the portal snapped shut. Reinforcements for the guard showed up. The camp had survived. For now.

The Tau base on Nius sent a 3 man strike team of Battlesuits to eliminate a high priority target.
"Commander, Chapter Master Barlow Spotted" One of them said over the radio.
"Good, Shoot to kill." He said. The chapter master looked right at the suits in the sky. He revealed a Sniper and picked one in the chest, sending him to the earth. He chambered another high caliber round and put it through the second ones head. The blood covered the last assassins body. "Sleep tight Xeno gak" He said putting the last round expertly into the Tau's chest.