Warhammer 40,000: The Siege of Cadia

Chapter 1: Siege

NOTE: I DO NOT OWN WARHAMMER 40,000!

There are countless Regiments of the Imperial Guard, stretching far and wide. There are Armageddon Regiments, Cadian, Catachan, Mordian, Tanith, Attilan, Valhallan, and Vostroyan to say the least. But deep down, as diverse as the training of the soldiers is and how different the fighting styles of these legions are, they are all human; nothing more or nothing less. There may be ab-human soldiers as support units for the Imperium like the Ogryns and Ratlings, but they all are relating to human.

But, as many soldiers that the Imperial Guard have, there are plenty who stand up to the Guard and fight them and kill them. It's costly every time the Imperial Guard goes to battle because of the frailness of the soldiers that are produced. But no battle has ever been as costly as the Siege of Cadia…

"By the emperor, what the bloody hell is that?" a young guardsman screamed when he looked in the sky to see several hundred large ships hovering above his home. After he shouted, over 10,000 Las Rifles fired at the ships, hoping to kill the invaders. The ships showed no sign of decay, no sign of damage. The 10,000 + soldiers retreated back inside the headquarters that they were stationed at.

"Everyone, listen to me!" shouted an Imperial Lieutenant. "All civilians will be made into militia. All guardsmen get to your defensive positions within the base! Scouts: relay these orders to the other lieutenants and captains!" After the young officer said his orders, the civilians charged into the armory to get a rifle. The guardsmen mounted the walls and bunkers within the small base. And all of the scouts retreated from the base to relay orders to other officers. "Emperor, show us mercy…"

The ships overhead started deploying the payload it had in store for the Guard. Daemons appeared out of the ground outside the walls of the Imperial Base. Some even burrowed to get inside the base. And at least 5,000 Chaos Marines left their ships. The guardsmen and militia were too busy eliminating the horrifying daemons that were tearing up their brothers and sisters to bother with the marines. The marines opened fire upon the distracted guardsmen. War has begun…

A young sergeant stood up from a group of guardsmen from deep within the inside of the large base. Slowly, he walked outside into the armory. Inside, he saw a locker that said "Nordmin". It was his locker. Inside laid a Power Sword engraved "We are the Imperial Guard" and a Hotshot Laspistol. He picked both up and went back inside the base to rally his squad. He shouted "Squad, attention!" as loud as he could. 9 young guardsmen stood up in front of him, shaking. "We're getting out of here. I ask one thing for each one of you men. Kill as many of those Emperor-Damned spawns of chaos as you can!" barked the sergeant. The 10 men marched out bravely into the urban-like surface of Cadia.

Note: If you want an O.C. included in my Fan-Fiction, just post as a review. I'm going to accept all. Just follow these requirements:

Name (First and Last):

Rank (Notice: Not all can be a Sergeant or commanding a unit. You can be a Psyker, a Priest, a Commissar, and etc.)

Gender

Race (Human, Ogryn, Ratling, any as long as it is allied with the Imperium or if it is Imperium)

Sector (Whiteshield, Regular, Kasrkin, Daemonhunter, etc.)

Wargear (Weapons, Medical Equipment, and Prized Possessions (if any))

Personality

Type of Squad (If able to command a unit)

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