Where Angels Fall: The Fallen Saga
Prologue In the year 734 M42 the first attempt was made by the Imperium to further enhance the space marines. Ten marines were taken from the tenth companies of the Dark Angels, Space Wolves and Blood Angel Chapters. Each warrior was enhanced to a further extent than even a space marine. They all received the ultimate honor; the geneseed of the Emperor himself was implanted into their flesh, but this came at a price, each warriors conditioning was destroyed by the sheer power that was the geneseed and their weaker emotions were reborn. Because of this 4 of the psychologically weaker subjects were corrupted by the subtle machinations of the Gods of chaos, in their escape they murdered two of their battle brothers. At this the project was shut down and all data of its existence destroyed. The four remaining loyal warriors went to destroy their more wayward kin. Their names where changed to reflect the guilt that flowed through them. They called themselves Arch, Redemption, Atonement and Retribution. They made a vow; as long as they lived they would make the traitors they once called brother suffer.
In the wind shaped valleys and cliffs of Dartonis VI the four warriors stood clad in heavily ornamented armor that was cased in gold and platinum. Three stood resplendent with ornate blades that crackled with arcane power in the threes other hands they carried what looked like storm shield force field units. The other warrior carried a suspensor mounted heavy boltgun and a halberd that pulsed with psi energy. All were covered in purity seals of wax and paper. All stood at at least eight feet tall but Retribution had reached nine feet three inches. "Humph!" Redemption snorted, "Neil should have at least gathered forces that represented a challenge to us." The others nodded in grim agreement, since his corruption and fall to the god Tzeench the warriors had expected him to amass more than just twenty to thirty of his corrupted brothers. "Oh well, he has had ample time to amass an army to stop our revenge. So what are we waiting for?" Inquired Atonement. They all nodded and walked down the Cliffside towards the fortress below. As they got within two hundred paces of the fortress witch fires burst out at them destroying the ground around them. They changed from a fast jog to a fully-fledged charge and made it to the fortress in less than twenty seconds. The foot thick adamantium door to the building was torn down by a sweep of Arch's power axe and the warriors burst in, slashing the automata that used to be brother marines to pieces. They tore through the building, making short and bloody work of anyone they came across. Eventually they made it to the throne room. Inside was Neil, at the head of 8 chosen thousand son terminators. He had changed from the noble human form he once had now became avian features. His armor had changed also, it was covered in runes and leering daemonic faces. Arch stood forward, having a history with Neil that meant he would face the daemonic heretic bastard alone. The three other warriors drew their blades and rushed to confront the terminators. Blades clashed and blood was drawn as Arch and Neil battled it out over their grudges of old. They leapt away from each other, both panting in exertion. Arch had several gashes in his torso but Neil's left arm was a bleeding stump and he had a long deep gash in his chest. The other warriors had already slain the pathetic mage champions of Magnus and were cheering Arch along. With one final charge Arch beheaded the champion of Tzeench. They looked at the pathetic and steaming corpse that was one of their battle brothers.
Prologue In the year 734 M42 the first attempt was made by the Imperium to further enhance the space marines. Ten marines were taken from the tenth companies of the Dark Angels, Space Wolves and Blood Angel Chapters. Each warrior was enhanced to a further extent than even a space marine. They all received the ultimate honor; the geneseed of the Emperor himself was implanted into their flesh, but this came at a price, each warriors conditioning was destroyed by the sheer power that was the geneseed and their weaker emotions were reborn. Because of this 4 of the psychologically weaker subjects were corrupted by the subtle machinations of the Gods of chaos, in their escape they murdered two of their battle brothers. At this the project was shut down and all data of its existence destroyed. The four remaining loyal warriors went to destroy their more wayward kin. Their names where changed to reflect the guilt that flowed through them. They called themselves Arch, Redemption, Atonement and Retribution. They made a vow; as long as they lived they would make the traitors they once called brother suffer.
In the wind shaped valleys and cliffs of Dartonis VI the four warriors stood clad in heavily ornamented armor that was cased in gold and platinum. Three stood resplendent with ornate blades that crackled with arcane power in the threes other hands they carried what looked like storm shield force field units. The other warrior carried a suspensor mounted heavy boltgun and a halberd that pulsed with psi energy. All were covered in purity seals of wax and paper. All stood at at least eight feet tall but Retribution had reached nine feet three inches. "Humph!" Redemption snorted, "Neil should have at least gathered forces that represented a challenge to us." The others nodded in grim agreement, since his corruption and fall to the god Tzeench the warriors had expected him to amass more than just twenty to thirty of his corrupted brothers. "Oh well, he has had ample time to amass an army to stop our revenge. So what are we waiting for?" Inquired Atonement. They all nodded and walked down the Cliffside towards the fortress below. As they got within two hundred paces of the fortress witch fires burst out at them destroying the ground around them. They changed from a fast jog to a fully-fledged charge and made it to the fortress in less than twenty seconds. The foot thick adamantium door to the building was torn down by a sweep of Arch's power axe and the warriors burst in, slashing the automata that used to be brother marines to pieces. They tore through the building, making short and bloody work of anyone they came across. Eventually they made it to the throne room. Inside was Neil, at the head of 8 chosen thousand son terminators. He had changed from the noble human form he once had now became avian features. His armor had changed also, it was covered in runes and leering daemonic faces. Arch stood forward, having a history with Neil that meant he would face the daemonic heretic bastard alone. The three other warriors drew their blades and rushed to confront the terminators. Blades clashed and blood was drawn as Arch and Neil battled it out over their grudges of old. They leapt away from each other, both panting in exertion. Arch had several gashes in his torso but Neil's left arm was a bleeding stump and he had a long deep gash in his chest. The other warriors had already slain the pathetic mage champions of Magnus and were cheering Arch along. With one final charge Arch beheaded the champion of Tzeench. They looked at the pathetic and steaming corpse that was one of their battle brothers.