In december 2016 the world was taken by storm, Games Workshop, along with several companies, had agreed to create the first multi game package. This would enable players to create their own mixed fleets and empires, as well as being able to bring in any character the chose, into the dark millennium.

However there was a heavy price that needed to be paid, one that the creators as well as the players of said Free Online Game, wore un aware of. Seeing as an unknown entity, had taken interest in these new rules, and so decided to see how the players did.

This is their story.

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In an ordinary house apartment a single man types on his computer, repeatedly clicking on the settings for the new online game he had just signed up for. When suddenly a flash of light blinds him, leaving his room completely empty.

[Location; Hive world Aerius] The smell of oil, gas and sludge, combined with a number of foul aromas hit his senses, as the cold uncaring child of the air struck him. ''What the hell.'' he said, as numerous people walked passed him. Each one showing some sort of wariness around him, as he looked at everyone that walked passed him, he immediately noticed something odd, could see their names, age and positions they held in the city.

Unfortunately for them they all said citizen\no importance. ''Whats going on.'' he said, as he tried to wrap his mind around the situation. As he looked at his help screen, he noticed that it displayed a map of the city around him, how many hostiles there were. Which he gave a silent thank's because it currently read zero.

But what caught his attention was his personal profile, seeing as how he didn't finish it, before he somehow ended up here. It currently had no name, position or even a list stating him as active, but as he looked at it he notice how it began to fill itself out, though he still had no name displayed. He was now officially known as 1432 guards man of the second company, of the planetary defense force.

According to his profile, he had nothing of significant importance. His only weapons were a standard lasgun, given to all of the planetary defense members and his body armor, which while heavy looked more like, a U,S world war 2 uniform.

As he looked to the sky, while he tried to get some sort of understanding of what was going on. He immediately noticed, that there was no sky, just a black metallic roof, that constantly had a black dust falling from it.

As he felt his heart beat faster and faster he was about to scream in despair, as the realization of what was going on fully fell on him. This was real and the people along with the world around him were real.

Yet as he was about to scream a beeping sound caught his attention, then another and another and another. As he search for what was making that sound, he saw how his help screen was glowing yellow.

As he moved his arm and pressed open, he immediately noticed how there were literally, millions of messages in his in box. But what caught his attention was, the part that said voice chat. The moment he pressed it he was met with thousands of cries for help.

''Dear God, we're being invaded by Nekrons, don't come near the Gothic sector. Someone please tell my wife I love her.'' A desperate voice said, before vanishing

''Fucken Tau, if anyone can hear me. Press the blue button on your help screen, it will show you where the rest of our people are. The thing doesn't acknowledge N.P.C's. Please if anyone can hear me, destroy the Tau.'' a man said, before the sound of a gunshot cut his transmission

He quickly moved to press a glowing blue button on his help screen, simply out of instinct, as if hoping that he wasn't the only one here. Unfortunately for him, the closest players to him, were on the other side of the hive city.

''Shit!'' a woman's voice screamed ''If there's any players in command of a ship, we need help I'm in the Assertion center, planet Moovius. We're under attack we need help or an evacuation, whichever is good.'' the woman screamed

''I'll be right there just hold on for three days.'' a man answered

''We don't have three days!'' the woman yelled

''Did you add any other games before you ended up there, if you did you can get guns from those games, but you're going to have to get to them. Hold for three days, I wish I could get there faster but anyone that doesn't fit the status quo, is immediately branded a heretic. So be careful.'' the man said, before cutting his transmission of.

So he could get guns from the games he had hooked up before ending up here, that at least calmed him down. So as he searched in his help screen and sure enough there they were, Halo U.N.S.C weaponry as well as Covenant and Forerunner.

He briefly wondered if the same worked for food, so he tried it out and looked in his help screen and there they were. Instinctively he pressed on a hamburger and was met with a map showing it five steps away from him.

So as he moved in to pick it up, he noticed how the flavor, the warm meat as well as the smell were all genuine. In fact they were better than the original, these things tasted and smelled better, than anything he had on Earth.

All of sudden he had the feeling he was being watched, so as looked around he noticed a little girl standing next to him. Hungrily looking at his meal, so he looked around he noticed that her parents were nowhere around, so as he lowered himself to give her his burger he noticed her profile.

Citizen [No name] Status [Thrown out, ate too much] that was it, now that he got a closer look at her he saw how thin she was. Her long shirt, that doubled as her dress was filthy with the city's grime, her bare feet were cut and covered in bruises.

Al of a sudden a voice cut right thru his systems ''If anyone's listening, I'll be gathering survivors, so when I get to whatever planet you're on, your screen should light up. So hold on till I get there, we will round up whatever people we have and move on from there. So if anyone has away of gathering people, I would appreciate the help.'' the voice said

''This is Marcus of the Inquisition, I have fifty thousand in my sector alone. I can get to most of them, but a lot of what's left are in some pretty tight situations.''

''Umm ah this is Melisa of the Sisters Militant, I might be able to help, but I'll need help getting of this dam church.''

''This is Mathew of the Thousand Sons, all of us can help. We're about three hundred, it seems that every Chaos player, lost their connection to Chaos. We're currently getting any survivors, out of here so we'll be able to help as soon as we can.''

''I guess it's up to me to gather our scattered remnants, everyone gather allies, you're going to need them. Survive, hold the line until I get there. You're not alone, don't try to build any ships unless you're far away from any Imperial fleet or else you'll be killed. I already saw it happen.'' the man's voice cut itself off, only leaving a countdown that said. Extraction time six days, with a timer counting down.

Just like that he had at least away to get of this world, so as he was about to walk away and begin to look for a safe place to stay. He felt a small tug at his pants leg, she was holding him trying and succeeding to look cute.

Exhaling he patted her on the head and began to walk with her next to him.