The battlefield was large and blood was flowing plentifully the valiant imperial guard strove to fend off the advancing word bearer legion but to no avail their weapons having little or no effect on the mighty power armor of the tainted marines. Cadia had long been a stronghold against the forces from the eye of Terror but with this battle its fate was sealed Commissar Yarrick had held back the tide as long as he could throwing all of the legions numbers into the battle but with out Astartes assistance his forces were doomed but he was resolved to fight and die for the Emperor.
" FIGHT SOLDIERS OF THE IMPERIUM FIGHT FOR YOUR LIVES FIGHT FOR YOUR EMPEROR MEET THESE HERETICS WITH STEEL IN YOUR HANDS AND FAITH IN YOUR HEARTS. BEGIN RECITING THE PARABLES OF JUDGEMENT SO THAT THEY MAY KNOW THEIR FATE"
" IF ONE WAS TOO MEET THE XENO" Yarrick roared.
"THEN WE SHALL DESTROY THEM" The imperial guard answered.
"IF ANY SHOULD FALL FROM THE LIGHT"
"THEN WE SHALL PURIFY THEM WITH STEEL AND FIRE"
"AND IF OUR STEEL IS NOT ENOUGH"
"WE GLADLY THROW OUR LIVES AWAY FOR THE IMORTAL GOD EMPEROR"
Yarrick beamed with pride at the resolve of his troops of the original thirty trenches all but three of the trenches had fell but each of these carried thousands of guardsman. Who poured all of their combined fire power at the approaching horde of mutants and heretics.
"SIR we are getting a message over the vox net"
Tansen his young communications officer ran up to the Commissar holding out the vox headset.
Holding the headset to his ear Yarrick listened to the static he heard a deep voice he would never forget for the rest of his days.
"Commander this is Primarch Uriel Pyremius of the Phoenix Chapter you and your men have thirty minutes to quit the field and pull back to a distance of approximately twenty miles this is for your own safety the drop zone for our brothers covers that whole area and our tactics are not what you say directable"
Before Yarrick could even reply the vox line shut off being disconnected from the other end..
"Sir shall we retreat to the distance??" Tansen asked
"Yes we are pulling back order all the men into the chimeras we are leaving the battle field immediately abandon all heavy equipment".
The hastily retreat imperial guard left the chaos forces in shock thinking that they had won the battle all the while they did not notice the sonic booms as thousands of drop pods shattered the atmosphere. Raining down upon the chaos horde. When the dust finally settled all the pods had landed but they were unlike any pods ever seen before the bottoms or what could be seen of them were diamond like in shape but the top was shapped like a normal pod. Before the chaos horde could raise their weapons and destroy the pods . Spider like arms lifted off of the sides and began to spin faster and faster the tips begging to glow bright orange. All of a computer voice echoed from all the pods at once
"Perimeter burn activated"
Flames busted outward from the pods catching the horde in a devastating inferno burning armor and flesh alike. Even some of the mighty space marines were melted down to slag. All but the most thickest armored died in the inferno. The Jets of fire abruptly shut off leaving the area in silence then all of the doors began falling down revealing the Phoenix Marines inside. Standardly eight feet in height They wore bight red and orange armor bedecked with yellow so it looked as if they were from the flames themselves in their hands . Raising their weapons they charged forward into the remain heretics.
"FOR THE EMPEROR!!!!" The cry resounded through out the area the chaos marines being the first to react brought their bolters to bare and began to fire the battlefield becoming a massive field of bolter fire. Despite the heavy causalities the chaos horde had the new marines outnumbered five to one. Massive demonic possessed machine charged into the melee ripping their giant mechanical claws across the field throwing enemy and foe alike into the air. But the Phoenix marines were not with out their own heavy support. Terminators and dreadnaughts began to swirl through the melee wrecking the enemies positions where ever they went. Hellfire dreadnaughts filled the zone full of melta blasts and promethium sprays turning the zone into a massive inferno. Neither side giving or taking any ground against the other. Then the Primarch appeared. The massive figure strode the battlefield like a god laying waste to everything he came upon whether it be machine or man or even demon. All fell below his giant Melta-Hammer a gold halo sprang from his giant shoulders spiked in holy significance a orange laurel cresting his helmet. Which had one long crest of some kind of hair flowing into a long tail. All fled before this master of death all but the chosen of khorne ran till it was only the massive terminator clad armored berserker in his way. The massive warrior held his power claws out in front of him.
"Magnificent one we the bearers of the word give you this one chance"
"Join us with your legion you would be a warlord equal to Abbadon himself second to only the great gods of chaos themselves"
"What say you"
With a incredible bang the melta rockets on the hammer sprung into life flinging the hammer straight into the helmet of the khornate champion caving his entire head into his body. The Primarch strode over to the body the hammers rockets still ignited pushing into the terminators body mashing his torso into pulp blood and ichors leaking out of the armor. Grabbing the haft of the hammer he disengaged the rockets turning the now silent hammer towards the crowd of mutants and heretics.
"I have this to say all who have betrayed the Emperor shall die there will be no mercy no lenience the Phoenix has come and it will burn the taint of heresy away for the second born sons of the Emperor has returned"