Redeeming the Sinner
Chapter 1: Chaos Undivided
Eliphas the Inheritor, commander of the Word Bearers Legion on Kronus, smiled wickedly as the last remnants of the orkish clan of the Waaagh were burned. They had been a pain in the Word Bearer's back since the day they arrived. However, now gone, the only other competition on Kronus were the rivaled Space Marines, and the deathless Necrons. Both posed a great threat to Chaos, and both had a hatred for them.
Since Eliphas's army claimed the southern parts of the planet, they would have to go through the Necron stronghold on the Thur'Abis plateau in order to finally put the Space Marines out of the picture. However, that was easier said than done. Necrons were notorious for their emotionless soldiers, who seem unaffected by morale, and their almost bullet proof skin. It would be nigh impossible to take down their tombs with a full frontal attack, much less with the small reinforcements at a time due to the narrowness of the Necron tunnels. The Word Bearers would require a large amount of sheer determination to take Kronus for the chaos gods.
Demeter, Eliphas's right hand man and the Sorccerer Champion, aproached his lord. "The orks are no longer a threat to us, my lord." He said. "And the captives are being taken to the Deimos Peninsula for sacrificing."
The chaos lord smiled. "Good. Gather up our men and fortify this coast. It belongs to Chaos now."
"And what of you, my lord? Will you stay here, or should I prepare the ship?"
"I'll head over to the Janus Savanna. The Necrons seem to have great interest in that area, but fail to see that it is not theirs to have. I shall leave immediately; the deathless army never rests." Eliphas then began to travel back to the main camp, along with Demeter. Bodies were strone all over the lush forests, and blood stained the ground. All this Eliphas soaked in with glee, pleased with the countless number of lives that were taken.
It wasn't too long before the two reached the camp and were in the ship docked in the machine pit. Eliphas gave the order to lift off, the pilot already starting the engines. A loud squeal echoed through the pit as the top opened up. With a jerk, the ship began to rise above the ground, and then they took off.
The flight, for Eliphas, was slow and boring, so much that several times he screamed at the pilot to go faster. The pilot, unwilling to disobey or contradict his master's orders, was forced to fly at full speed, making it hard to stay below the Space Marines' radar that covered the entire planet, save for anything below three hundred feet. If they were detected, the entire Blood Ravens chapter would be on them in a matter of minutes, along with the orbital cannon. Eliphas had planned to take this out long ago, but the followers of the False Emperor were persistent, and even if they had managed to purge them from Kronus, their commander would most likely order an Exterminatus, destroying the planet completely.
After another hour of flying, they finally reached the arid savanna, already ringing with the sound of bolter fire combined with the sharp wizzing of Necron gauss rifles. The pilot lowered into the machine pit, and the two passengers unboarded the ship. The battle had begun several hours ago, and the Necrons were gaining ground. They had already come in range of the bolter turrets set up around the perimiter of the Chaos base camp. Eliphas grabbed his plasma pistol from its holster, and charged into the fray.