One such mission strangely.. was actually succesful due to the fact that the assailed Drukhari were flabbergasted witnessing a throng of ol' greenskins carefully trot towards them invisible merely in their orkish imagination. The assault was aimed towards a small secret laboratory that dabbled in homunculus sciences a tad too undermanned.

Gruk'Og was sure that the lab was full of vials with Gut'blud' (God blood) and If there was anything he aspired to, it was to become not only Og' in name but also Og' in actual strenght.

Any Ork knows that drinking the blood of a God will make their skin burst with muscle, their eyes glow and teeth grow twice the size. In other words.. Stronk.

After hacking down the few Drukhari guards that were all but hysterical from the weirdly approach the Nite Orks raided the facility equally "stealthily" creating explosions that shook neighbouring towns and managed even to set off a rocket that lit up the already bright sunny skies. "Larz klompz for da larz Urkyz" Was recorded amongst the commentary.

"Elby oomie nub zee ud if stelzy,har har" Was another.

When Gruk'Og finally set upon the room where the Drukhari had been keeping "vials" he was impressed by the vials that were decorated with a skull on them. Orks really love skull emblems and to Gruk'Og these vials were definately the ones that would make him Stronk. "Ib dis gulp id bludgut gud, musd be dis! Look id hab ded hed!" (famous last words)

As true covert infiltrators his warband emitting enthousiast loud yells and noise snatched the vials for themselves from right under Gruk'Og's nose and though Gruk'Og protested knocking himself into his own chin trying to facepalm with a powerglove on and was therefor unconcious for the remainder.. his warband was entirely zombified from drinking the dangerous liquid contained in the Drukhari vials. There ended the intended for the Nite Orks..

And continued as Gruk'Og leading a pack of Zombie Orks, in some way still stealthily.. just not in the actual manner. Some still wonder if Gruk'Og himself was turned because he no longer speaks any waaghs or grunt, it may be that he is still traumatized from the event or that he also is indeed a Zombie Ork.

Leopold Mechbeard II, Kharadron exotic adventurer and journalist of the galaxy, son of the famous Leopold Helveine.

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P2: Ghazghkull Nuka.

Ghazghkull Thraka from another dimension? Ah, thats what a nuclear fallout can do! Remember the tale of Gruk'Og and his jolly lot of undead?

Here's a recap; Ork boss Gruk'Og thought stealth meant just wearing camo, without utilizing either veil of darkness or respective background to compliment the choice of colors..

Regardless, the Orks under Gruk'Og managed to take down the guards of a Drukhari lab, thankfully quite undermanned.. and found its product; vials decorated with skulls.

Considering Orks think skull are pretty cool, Gruk'Og decided that these vials would make him at the least a Megaboss.. or perhaps even an Ork god..

Alas, his band of boyz rushed to the prize and took the vials for themselves, Gruk'Og knocked himself unconciouss trying to facepalm with a powerglove on.. and when he woke up his band of boyz were zombified. Though he wasn't sure if he himself was too..

Now Gruk'Og returned to the rest of his Blood axe clan, taking his zombieboyz that he called "Nite orks" with him.

In the Blood axe clan of Gruk'Og he quickly reported to their divisions warboss called "Mougg'r-mek Klompgug" an Ork Mek that owned a huge scrapyard and built all its contraptions from it. Little did the Ork Mek know that this scrapyard was actually an abandoned centuries old nuclear facillity, left to rust and deconstruct naturally.

Mougg'r-mek agreed to the zombified Nite orks company because to Mougg'r-mek all Orks were useful, even when they could only be cannonfodder. In fact, some of them could always be connected to one or two killakan's considering gretchins were not a part of their faction's clan. Gruk'Og took to some leftover pieces of Drukhari-meat and sandy water from a rusty bowl.. while the Nite Orks walked around the place confused. Mougg'r-mek busied himself putting the last few bolts on his two most prized machines; Deff dreads made out of the rustiest scrap concievable. Were their blades not to kill you, the tetanus would.

Suddenly ancient alarms went off.. one of the Nite Orks had tripped a live sensor hidden in a corner never ventured.. and the scrap started shifting while a giant disc under it slowly opened.. bright orange lights blinked and a dusty stairway portruded. "Nub gruk dis wud unda der.., lat go" Mougg'r-mek decided urging Gruk'Og to abandon his dinnertime and investigate, trusting his highly esteemed intelligence!.

Gruk'Og emitted a long sigh, and a burp' then gestured for an assistant to do all the work at his command.. A strong looking Ork with a flat head called "Ogtuuk Oot-hed" that Gruk'Og expected would at least be equally as smart as himself proven by the bulging muscles of his new assistant. Oot-hed was given a sawblade and a pistol to be ready for the adventure!.

Leaving the Nite Orks behind, Gruk'Og and Oot-hed descended the stairs into the ancient nuclear facillity.

In the corridors they found piles of broken glass and the remains of odd skeletons, some with three arms.. some looking like oomies holding mangled scanners and surrounded by bent metal..

"Wud dis.." Oot-hed eloquently inquired..

Gruk'Og couldn't really say, he had never seen anything but Drukhari which to him weren't even elbies but oomies just the same and Tyranids.. and atleast one of the skeletons looked a bit like Tyranids.. just not quite..there.. The only actual Oomies Gruk'Og had ever seen were from pictures found in the wastelands.. they had long gone themselves.

This kind of Oomie.. just made no sense.. some of the bones were even missing entirely!

"nub ebin knabb enuf.., nub oomie denn..? Me hed hurz" Gruk'Og tried back toward Oot-hed.

Oot-hed tried to cut up the skeletons with the sawblade, perhaps some violence would answer the question if words couldn't.. however nothing happened.

After a few corridors quite similar, with equal confusion and equal response by Oot-hed just to make sure if this time violence actually 'would grant answers.. the two brave adventurers finally reached a thick light-grey blastdoor, painted with orange lines and a big yellow symbol that Oot-hed tried his saw at..

Gruk'Og reasoned that the big symbol that looked a bit like a wheel with three triangles had to mean that there ..behind those 'vault doors' had to be a giant pile of feef, atleast three times the amount that you would normally find as treasure. "Feef!" Gruk'Og called out to which Oot-hed loyally nodded..

"Ib dis id nub the guddest tribut.., Me iz nub Gruk'Og!" Gruk'Og swore convinced that the treasure of a lifetime was only one good klomping away. "Lat ged eem Nite's! Lat ged klompz!" And gestured Oot-hed to go back to call in the Nite orks and some tools to bash in the door.

Ten minutes later, with Gruk'Og sleeping on the ground from the way too long wait.. the Nite orks came running carrying explosives. Oot-hed had himself thought up the incredibly masterful plan that the door would have to be destroyed with so much violence that the treasure inside would reward them with even more feef. Above ground their boss was still busy clanging in the bolts that wouldn't turn properly from all the rust..unaware of the riches that would soon rain upon their clan!.

Two minutes later the entire scrapyard blew up into the sky and Gruk'Og found himself flying, together with a few remaining Nite Ork's.., and as they were still coming down layed witness to the gigantic nuclear cloud that had propelled them. After they had landed there was nothing left but a crater to where the scrapyard had only moments before been present.. From the little remaining rubble one of the Deff dreds managed to stand upright, then its hatch opened.. showing a bloody nosed Mougg'r-mek.. confused by what had just happened..

Gruk'Og himself had no idea as he had been asleep.. but considering the blast and fall had not 'killed him' he figured that he was indeed a Nite Ork himself aswell.

Then, from the crater zapped and sparked an anomaly.. activated by the explosion.. while glittering dust started to settle.., it all smelled rather static.. There rose, an Ork of legend, just not exactly as to his original description..

It was as if.. the towering figure was ..different.. as it indeed held the mighty weapons acreditted, one a dual cannon, the other a powerklaw ..but they had switched hands.. and its powerklaw.. looked almost alien.. like a corruption.. or a mutation!

This creature was not the Ork of grandeur known as "Ghazghkull Thraka".. but a radiated mutant form of him!..

It was.. "Ghazghkull Nuka"!

Oh, what adventures will this creature have?

"Oot-hed?" Gruk'Og wondered.., but Oot'hed came walking from the waste, he too had been sent flying.. "who dis?" Oot-hed uttered, missing one eye and walking with a limp..

Mougg'r-mek Klompgug took the initiative and approached Ghazghkull Nuka.., the huge Ork didn't seem very consciouss himself of who he was.., so Klompgug encircled him a few times and decided that Nuka too had to be a Nite ork in their employ. Ghazghkull Nuka nodded serfly. And so it was that the Nite ork's were upgraded!, now containing Mougg'r-mek Klompgug's machines, an even more damaged lot of zombified orks, an even more dented Gruk'Og now joined by the equally intelligent and wounded Oot'hed, and the menacingly intimidating looking Ghazghkull Nuka.

Only a sound location away, Tyranid broods had been alerted by the explosion, and faced their attention toward.. Surely, this had to be the limit of the Nite orks?..

And how the living blazes did that Oot'hed even survive? Is he too a Nite ork?! Are Nite orks.. contageous?!

Find out another time!

Leopold Mechbeard II, Kharadron exotic adventurer and journalist of the galaxy, son of the famous Leopold Helveine.

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P3: Nuuk Snikkrot.

Remember the story of Ghazghkull Nuka?

Well, looks like something else was going on at the same time.. but nobody noticed! Not even I noticed!

Did those involved even notice? Unlikely!

When Boss Gruk'Og went through the tunnels, finding the hidden Nuke under the scrapyard owned by Mougg'r mek Klompgug he could never have appreciated the stupendous ease of the endeavor, at the same time the scrapyard was being surrounded by a vast army of Cadian oomie first responders, having heard about the raid on the Drukhari and realising that the Orkies must have had obtained something of a powerful weapon from their labs.

Now, considering all that ensued after at the method utilized by general Oot-hed.

Namely, the Nuke blowing up and sending everyone below and above .. into the higher above.. alas.. to come down considering all these Orkies were undead (recap: from drinking the vial decorated with a skull at the Drukhari lab) ..eh.. alive.. of a sort. It wouldn't actually have mattered..

There was a hit going on within the Cadian forces granting the entire project more time! To be exact.. about 1 second more time!! ..Which isn't much when you remember the part that Gruk'Og had fallen asleep in the tunnel for a lot longer.

Ah, so right then and there as Gruk'Og was wheezing and snoring, rolling over to the right, then to the left, scratching his butt and his scalp, sticking fingers up his nose (multiple fingers) and Oothed was standing at the scrapyard above wondering which explosives would be most effective at opening a door.. eventually deciding that all explosives would have to be brought into the tunnels for the sake of a greater reward. The Cadian general, a relocated decorated royal general of the Brazen Consuls Spacemarines who was actually celebrating his own birthday five minutes before they would advance and was in the process of cutting a large piece of cake with his powersaw with his most elite majors standing around cheering.. did for some reason mistake a floating purple stripe for a piece of festive decorative ribbon.

At exactly the end of the birthday song "and he's a jolly good fellow' the Cadian Siege was ended at the swift cut of his throat, to have everyone finally notice the gigantic Ork hovering over the general's floored body still trying to push back the heavy assailant.

"Harhar" The planet of a greenskin 'whispered' somewhat comically.. and taunting. "Goth lad nub see, nub ladz see dat eidah!" .."blah dat to Ghazghkul!"

Then raised his middle finger and yelled loudly in absolute contrast jumpscaring the entire entourage into stumbling; "GUGYE!" and ran off oncemore widelegged..

Minutes later, in the distance detonated into a mushroom cloud the scrapyard.. perhaps saving the Cadian troops had they not been halted in their tracks by the killing of their general. So they all fled.

So while granting Gruk'Og 1 second more time, it also had granted the Cadian troops 1 second more time so that they were not 1 second closer to the Nuke going off, which to the really good mathematicians amongst you would mean that the Cadian general had exactly 4 minutes and 59 seconds to cut his cake.

Ah, such is the subtle action of the legendary Orkboss Snikrot.. Perhaps a good thing that he didn't know.. his very rival Ghazghkul was about to appear from the fallout anomaly as Ghaghkul Nuka. Or perhaps Snikrot is.. still around to do so..

We might find out the next episode of the Nite Orks!

-Leopold Mechbeard II, Kharadron exotic adventurer and journalist of the galaxy, son of the famous Leopold Helveine.

P4: Gruk'Og's end, by his own doing as expected.

Finally, the tale of Gruk'Og ends! How? ..well.. read on!

A quick recap!, Gruk'Og' zombified and now to be "Nite-Ork" once lead a pack of Blood Axe Orks into an undermanned Drukhari Lab, they took to vials with skull emblems on them because they thought skulls would mean the contents were so cool it make them megabosses, or Ork gods, Orks really like skulls! Instead the contents caused utter zombification.

Later, rejoining their leader and owner of a big scrapyard Mougg'r-mek Klompgug they uncovered right under their noses a subterrean nuclear vault after confused Nite-Orks tripped a sensor hidden in a corner.. After taking the highly intelligent' proven by his muscles' warrior "Ogtuuk Oothed" with him, Gruk'Og found' deep in the vault.. a big door with a yellow emblem that looked like three triangular feefs within a circle. Gruk'Og there ordered Ogtuuk to bring back the Nite Orks with weaponry to break in the door, after waiting for a while Gruk'Og fell asleep only to be woken again mid air above a huge nulclear cloud after Ogtuuk had himself decided to blow up the door with more violence because the more violence meant a bigger reward.

They all survived because they were Nite Orks.

It might be that Nite Orks are contageous.

Now, after the explosion a new creature rose from the crater that had only moments before been the base of operations, scrapyard of Mougg'r-mek.. ; Ghazghkull Nuka!

Ghazghkull Nuka joined Mougg'r-Mek because he had no idea who he was, he too was a Nite Ork and was hugely mutated because of the fallout. In a nearby region Tyranids had been alerted by the explosion, they soon were chasing the Nite Orks up a slope and because of Nuka's efforts kept at bay for long enough wherein they both reached a stalemate.. and thats where we are now! On the slope stood a big concrete ruined building, mostly consisting of level plates and crumbed stairways leading up to them, five levels high. The Tyranids weren't too sure what to do at this point because Nuka was wearing them down by his shedding constant radiation alone.. so they moved back down the slope. With Nuka waiting at the grounds.. climbing the concrete levels Gruk'Og and his brilliant underling Oothed.. met a single Ork sitting at the other far end of the 3rd level, his feet dangling down over the edge, humming a tune..

From his head was sticking a coil wich was sparking greenish zaps..

"Lat shinie" Oot'hed noted. Gruk'Og bravely ran at the Ork who in turn skillfully slapped a wrench to Gruk'Og's kneecap.. then with Gruk'Og kneeling stood over him and declared majestically; "Daboo!, Lat all nuw tribut mee!"

"Who lat?" Oot'hed demanded toward the coil headed Ork..

The coil headed Ork introduced himself to be named "Hu'ug Thu'mog-Og" and explained, in more words than Ork's would normally utter.. that he was a really, really, very really powerful Mek boss that was both smart, strong but also had equally smart ánd strong underlings camping on the levels above.

He would allow Gruk'Og and Oot'hed to serve him aswell.

Oot'hed instead tried his sawblade and after a few decent hits figured that Hu'ug was also a Nite Ork... likely just turned.

Hu'ug yielded and accepted that Gruk'Og was probably superior in his stead for having such a strong and therefore intelligent underling.

Soon after Gruk'Og met the underlings of Hu'ug; a group of Orks that had strapped themselves to wield flamethrowers at the 4th levels, and another bigger group of Orks on the top level that were hiding drinking beers behind barrels and cut up couches, wearing headbands and facepaint. They admitted to being "Commandorks".. not that Gruk'Og knew what that meant.

(Rest of story is under construction)

NOTE: I don't get how to put sections into chapters, tried to fool around with this for long enough to give up.. Also don't understand why the text goes into cursive, there are no open-cursive tags anywhere in the text.. :s Anyone willing to help with this PM me.