Halo/Warhammer 40,000: Sabbat Worlds Crusade (Dan Abnett Novels Crossover.)
A/N: So…. This is my proper first story that I have finally gotten round to starting. I have had this concept floating around my head about the UNSC discovering an Ancient Human Empire Slipspace Gate that led to other galaxies. That they had found completely Barren Galaxies with untouched resources, I even had a thought about the more advanced UNSC coming across an UNSC Inhabited Galaxy with The Fall of Reach ongoing. (The Book mixed with Noble's Story, but that won't happen this year. Guaranteed). I will try and avoid Spartans getting involved with this FanFic as, even as Tier 0, Skitarii outclass them in every aspect. No matter what you try.
Also: If you need to clean Warhammer Paint and keep the glue intact, use this, Isopropyl alcohol.
Note: The Titans in this FanFiction will be taller than normal, HOWEVER, will have the same strength's and weakness'. This is due to some of my Vehicles being apparently Taller than an Imperator.
Enough of that, time for the real story!
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Halo (But I Wish I Did), Warhammer 40,000 and Titanicus. Bungie/343 Industries/Microsoft Studios, Games Workshop, Dan Abnett Respectively.
UNSC Strident-Class Heavy Frigate "Spirited Fire" En-Route to Principal Hive, Orestes Forge World, 09:24 hrs, February 17th, 2895/UNSC Military Calendar/Military Standard Time.
"Exiting Slipspace in 5…4…3…2…1... Clear of Slipspace, Captain." Emma informed.
Emma is an 8th Generation Military Grade UNSC Smart A.I, of which her appearance is of an ancient 22 Year Old Female British Army Solider in both BDU's and Ceremonial Dress. Capable of hacking enemy vessels as well as coordinating Ship targeting and volleys. Having served during the closing stages of UNSC/Sangheili-Loyalist Covenant (Storm) and the duration of Operation: LOST AND FOUND. The Reclamation Campaign as it was dubbed, was the UNSC effort to attain Forerunner Technologies after the successful assassination of Jul'Mdama, Recovery of the Janus Key's other Half and Rescue of Doctor Catherine Halsey by UNSC ODST's and an accompanying Team of SPARTAN Division. With the Janus Key recovered, within 110 years technologies such as Individual Hard-Light Shielding, Forerunner Plate Armour and Forerunner Inspired Biological Augmentations for Spartans and even all Marines, Army, Navy and Air Force Personnel. Ship Technologies went from basic Oval Energy Shields to Form-Fitting Hard Light Shielding.
"Begin descent into Principle's Airspace, Emma." Ordered Captain Kirsty Goodacre.
Captain Kirsty Goodacre. Captain of the UNSC Strident-Class Heavy Frigate "Spirited Fire", part of the UNSC Intergalactic Task Force. Those two items on her Record is what got her into her vessel's current assignment of meeting with Imperial Governor Poul Elic Aleuton.
Location: Legio Invicta en-route to Argentum Hive via "Old Silo"
As the UNSC vessel cleared the thick storm front heading towards Principle Hive, the Titan Legio of Invicta was marching to war. The ship's arrival was greeted by the vast Horns each Titan had as she thundered overheard towards the Lord Governor's Office. Executor Crusius watched on as the warship from another Human group passed overheard. His opinion was varied, just how did this "UNSC" as they called it managed to evade the Heresy. But most importantly their Technology was one that would prosper the Imperium as a whole yet would not force them into giving them the technology.
Princeps Maximus Gearhart watches the Frigate Pass over his Titan, feeling the rumble through Invictus Antagonistes's MIU. The Titan's War Horn sounded out as an appreciation to the support of an human group without knowledge of the Heresy. He couldn't help but marvel at how gracefully the Frigate is able to traverse from the void to an atmosphere unlike the Bulk Landers and other Heavy Lifters used by the Imperium.
Location: UNSC Spirited Fire Hangar Bay, en-route to Principle Hive, 09:36 hrs, February 17th, 2895/UNSC Military Calendar/Military Standard Time.
Spirited Fire's Hangar was unusually full compared to normal operations. The security detail of Captain Goodacre and the ground crews for D-84 Pigeon and the 2 escorting HG-84 Hawk's waiting for the Mission briefing being held around the Holo-Tank in the Pigeon's Troop Bay.
"Mission briefing is to make contact with Lord Governor and Senior Imperial Commanders in this Theatre and begin Heavy Counter-Attack operations with Orestean Planetary Defence Force (PDF), Legio Invicta and Narmenian Armoured Regiments." Emma said.
"Narmenian? The same at Verghast?" asked one of the dozen ODST's in Captain Goodacre's Security Detail.
"Yes, the very same commanded by General Grizmund." the A.I confirmed, nodding.
"Anything else of note we need to know?" asked the Pilot of the Pigeon Troop Carrier, changing the subject back to the briefing.
"Be careful about mentioning supplies and the UNSC as a whole, Grimes. The Imperium still doesn't know about the AHE Gate." She said.
"Roger that." Flight Officer Grimes confirmed.
"Now load up, we'll be arriving in 5 mins" Captain Goodacre ordered.
The 20 ODST's and 8 Spartan-III's begin loading up the Pigeon. Whilst the a fire team of both Spartans and ODST's will be present with the captain, the others will primarily protect the aircraft from anyone curious.
Imperial Lord Governor Aleuton Personal Residence, Upper Principle Hive.
In his Personal Residence, Lord Governor Aleuton watches the long range pict feeds showing the UNSC Frigate pass over the lumbering Titans of Invicta. He wasn't the only one though. Nearly 50 of the Ranking Officers of the Imperial/PDF Forces around Principle and the surrounding Arteries were also doing the same. Their views differed from the Narmenian's and Volpone's high praise for the support they forces had provided both within the Hive through Counter-Barrages and Heavy Airstrikes outside of the Curtain Wall.
Others had a distaste to an outsider group being praised so highly by Imperial High Command with next to no information to exploit them with.
"Lord Governor, is this a wise decision to meet these reinforcements in your personal office?" asked an Imperial Volpone General.
"The UNSC can help us in this battle to wrest Orestes from the Hell that besets it now. As for your question about why they're here?" Lord Governor Aleuton replied.
"I do not want the Forge wasting their troops and equipment on Engine Battles. We need them assisting the PDF and the Narmenian Regiments here for resupply, Gilbear."
"Sorry for doubting your decisions, my Lord." General Gilbear of the 50th Royal Volpone "Bluebloods".
Governor Aleuton glanced at the retreating form of the High-Born Volpone. Well disciplined and held in high amounts of respect within the upper echelons of High Command, especially after their successful defence of Vervunhive 10 years ago in 769.
"My Lord, Long Range Auspex has painted three craft leaving the UNSC Vessel." an Imperial Aide informed him.
"Do we have a visual on them, Palmer?" Aleuton asked.
"Not at this time. Something appears to be blocking our attempt." replied Palmer.
"Interesting, have you hailed them?" he asked.
"No, sir… They are hailing us." Palmer informed him.
"Thank you, Palmer. Answer the Hail."
The command room dimmed its lights. With all focus on the main screen, changing to the face of what is a woman, surprised more than just a few.
"I am Imperial Lord Governor Aleuton, to whom I am speaking?" Aleuton asked crisply.
"Greetings on behalf of the UNSC. My name is Kirsty Goodacre, Captain of the Strident-Class Heavy Frigate, UNSC Spirited Fire." the woman, now Captain Goodacre said.
"On behalf of the God-Emperor, thank you for coming" Replied the Governor.
"We will be arriving shortly." The captain said before the connection was terminated.
UNSC ODST Major Hannah Schmid, UNSC D-84/HTC Pigeon Troop Carrier, En-Route to Imperial Lord Governor Aleuton's Personal Residence, 09:50 hrs, February 17th, 2895/UNSC Military Calendar/Military Standard Time.
"We will be arriving shortly." Kirsty finished. With that Emma terminated the connection to Aleuton.
"What's the game plan from here, Captain?" ODST James asked.
"We land on the platform and meet with the Imperial Officer Cadre present. Socialise with the Narmenian's and Volpone's if you like." the Captain said.
'Touchdown in 2 minutes, Captain.' came over the intercom.
"Thank you, Grimesy. You heard him, get ready"
With that order the ODST's and Spartan-III's were checking weapons and ammunition over once more. The ODST's were testing their Com-Link was clear and working, The more sociable Spartan-III's were forming up with the Captain and the accompanying ODST's. Whilst they were off to meet the Officers, they would secure the landing pad from personnel not cleared to be there. With barely noticeable manoeuvres, the Heavy Troop Carrier had brought itself into an approach to the landing pad and at the last possible moment, to the surprise of the Imperial Ground Crew's, had swung it's bulk so the rear of the Aircraft was facing the Imperial's. The back blast of the four Engine Nacelles directing the thrust downwards, was enough for some Guardsmen on Duty to crouch behind crates or Aircraft Tractor pieces, however it was during that period Captain Goodacre alongside the ODST's and Spartan-III's had deployed from the Troop Bay.
As the UNSC Party walked towards what appeared to be the squad leader, a grizzled man wearing the heavy carapace armour of Kasrkin Guardsmen. The armour was coloured Standard Dark Grey with Cobalt Blue Highlights, the colours of the 50th Royal Volpone "Bluebloods" under command of General Gilbear. Most of the UNSC in Imperial Space had been present at Vervunhive during the Siege ten years earlier. Having been assisting the Tanith First on Monthax, UNSC forces deployed Fortress Bases within the Curtain Wall as well as providing indiscriminate Airstrikes on Zoican and Orbital Intelligence on Movements, giving the commanders on the curtain wall the alert, bypassing the Nobles completely.
Imperial Guardsmen Major Gizund Sturm, Kasrkin of the 50th Royal Volpone Bluebloods, Imperial Governor Landing Pad, Principle Hive, Orestes Forge World, 779.M41.
The Kasrkin looked up at the UNSC Party and in the short moment of waving his helmet recorder around at the group stood before him and the two, what appear to be Heavy Gunships of some kind, hovering above the pad providing cover. With that the pict-feed had been sent to General Gilbear to bring up as Intelligence to the Governor himself. Despite the smaller amount of Guardsmen than the group before them, they showed no visible signs of discomfort.
He looked at the strange uniform on the woman in front, consisting of a Dark Grey/Navy Blue Jumpsuit with a raised shoulder pad and body armour over her torso. Additionally her left fore arm had a data-slate built into the uniform. The Cuffs, Collars and Shoulder Joints denoted a design in a Matte Gold. The writing above her right breast, in Low Gothic, read "Goodacre" while on the left it had some coloured squares (Awards maybe?) and further left it showed the crest of an Eagle, but NOT the Imperial Eagle, holding a planet in its claws.
He held out his hand for a greeting, she gripped it firmly, but not crushing the hand. She introduced herself as the Captain of the Vessel in the distance. To say he wasn't surprised would be saying the Heresy had never happened. A woman commanding a Naval Warship, especially a Frontline Vessel, can't be true. Explaining that he was to direct them to the Meeting place, he led them to the large armoured door leading into the residence. Placing his hand on the biometric, the heavy doors began to open with a hiss of oiled, hydraulics. Turning around to another Volpone, he glanced at the rest of the troop for the real Captain, he came up with nothing. There were no ranks denoted on the Armour of the Security detail. The lack of regimental heraldry, left many of his younger subordinates confused. It was always important to show where you came from, to send a message to the enemy on who defeated them.
But what had made them uncomfortable were the Skitarii like troops they had brought with them, four of them were taller than both the Captain and the more numerous Matte Black Clad troops. One of them hefted a massive Heavy Weapon, much like a Space Marine Devastator, without trouble. Another had a bulky, yet streamlined, rifle with small Blue lights, no obvious sights and underslung tube launcher. The next one had a longer rifle than the others, but still had the blue lights along its flanks. It had a twin deployable stand bolted underneath, however, the Scope of the Top was the same you'd see on an Space Marine Scout's Sniper Rifle, not attached to another's weapon yet it still had the soft blue lights shared by the rest of the the party. The last one, scared him even more than the vile forces of chaos he'd encountered on Verghast. The gold, domed visor had a carved, smiling skull on it that always looked like it was staring at you. The being carried a massive, shotgun type weapon with a Rack on the slide. It also had a sharp-angled blade on the upper right of its Torso. Add the Troops behind in Matte Black Armour and having two large rifles, one in hand, other secured to their backs, with a a Heavy Auto-Pistol on each thigh. With these people's boots clanging hard on the deck plates, the amount of them had escalated it into a constant noise. All this considered, the Vox-Channel increased in traffic calling for more men to be placed on alert if they turned hostile. The question is, could they stop them if that did happen?
UNSC Navy Captain Kirsty Goodacre, Principle Hive Corridor, En-Route to Imperial Lord Governor Aleuton's Personal Residence, 10:04 hrs, February 17th, 2895/UNSC Military Calendar/Military Standard Time.
"Sensors are detecting an increase in "Vox-Chatter" in this area, Captain. The general message seems to be that Emile might be confused with a Chaos Agent." Emma informed her.
"I'm sure that the Spartans were trying not to be scary, but it was Emile's purpose to be the scariest one here." replied Emma.
"Emma, have you gotten a rank from the Volpone in front of us?" Major Schmid asked.
"I have him down as a Major Gizund Sturm of the 50th Royal Volpone 'Bluebloods'. Been on garrison duty up until a few months ago. En-Route for the Urdeshi Forge World Combat zones, when news of the the Invasion reached them and the Narmenian's CO's. Gizund was a lasman in the Vervunhive Siege, whilst his Uncle had been Disgraced General Noches Sturm. Unlike him he never abandoned his post and his squad were instrumental in holding an Imperial Heavy Mobile Earthshaker Cannon cannon alongside the limited fire support from a Cobra Battery nearby. From that action, he was trained as an Elite Kasrkin Stormtrooper."
"Vervunhive. Schmid, you're up." Kirsty ordered.
With this said, Hannah increased her stride to be in line with the Major to inform him of who the Spartan was.
"Major. Major Sturm?" She directed to him.
"How do you know my name?" he asked with concern.
"Im sorry. Major Hannah Schmid, ODST. We served together defending the Earthshaker during Vervunhive." she took off her helmet for him to recognise her.
"God-Emperor, yes! I remember you now." He exclaimed with recognition. "What have you been doing since?"
"After Vervunhive, we were attached to the Tanith First to Liberate Hagia. It was a shit-storm there, but we came through without any losses thankfully. It was during Aexe Cardinal that the majority of us separated from the Tanith First. An Infinity Heavy Cruiser and its Autumn Cruiser Squadron, escorted them to Herodor." Hannah relayed.
"What was it like? Being so close to the Saint!" he asked happily. By this time the vox in his ear had gone silent, as had his subordinates with news of the UNSC being with Sabbat herself on Herodor.
"She was kind, majestic, a brilliant tactician and whenever she was near any doubt of loss, pain and injury was overcome with pride, confidence and a much need vitality boost. You felt so much better, healthier. It was like you could take on the Urlock Gaur himself and smash the crap out of him without any problem." Hannah told him, knowing full well that this was being broadcast to the Governor at that time.
"Were you very close to her?" a Volpone trooper nearby asked.
"We were with her during the tactical briefings and the Final battle. We had held the line in the Old Hive Tower above the Beati's Shrine itself. My unit had sustained injuries, but they never screamed in pain, never needed to be carried out, they got up and kept fighting. Even with that, 37 Marines and Army Rangers lost their lives protecting the waters beneath it."
By now they had arrived at ornately carved, Nalwood Doors that led to Aleuton's Residence. The Major pulled himself away from Hannah just long enough to place a signet ring in the code reader. By then, Hannah had relocated her helmet and shrunk back into the formation, lost for the time being. The Nalwood Doors swung inwards, what a tactical advantage for them, revealing brilliant colours of the Imperium and a view out over the hive through the largest window Kirsty had seen not on a ship observation deck. A new group of Guardsmen greeted them, but in light webbing and combat uniforms, with minimum armour plates. Many Pouches looked to have a set of telescopic devices used by Artillery Spotters. Their colours were different too, more of a Mustard-drab. The Narmenian directed us towards another door way, also made of Nalwood, and the two Orestes PDF stood guard, opened the doors outwards to reveal the Lord Governor and the assembled Imperial Officer Cadre.
A/N: Well this is my first chapter so far. I think it turned out well and without any problems, usually I struggled in English at School to get a 500 word essay out of me after a week's worth of work. My motivation is crap for that sort of stuff. Hope you all enjoyed it.
READ AND REVIEW PLEASE, I CANNOT IMPROVE IF YOU DONT TELL ME!
See you next time!
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