AN: Thanks to anyone who reviewed. I've made my decision as to Sam's loadout- One hand, Lightning Claw- other hand, a special, unique-to-him, customized Multi-Melta, with a volkite 'side-arm'. The reason for this is that I've done some digging, and the only ranged weapons Terminators can equip are combiguns, heavy flamers, autocannons, and storm bolters. All of which use ammo.. I debated whether or not to use a Volkite weapon, as they're pretty rare. My justification for making it a MULTI-melta is this- Terminators are commonly depicted using traditionally two-handed weapons in one hand. (Thunder Hammers, Autocannons, Heavy Flamers, ETC) Now, my question is this- what should I name it? It is, after all, unique.
(Yes, I realize that in the tabletop, this would be OP. That's one of the benefits of Fanfiction- no need to make gameplay balanced)
For those of you still going on about how Astartes are infertile, as Sam mentioned in his monologue in chapter 1, and my note in chapter 2, Sam was infertile. (The bit about how his Chapter denied him the ability to have a son) He bribed Slaanesh to fix that at some point. (The 'by your grace I have a son' part.)The way I see it, if Slaanesh can turn an Astartes into a hermaphrodite for the lulz, it can give them their balls back.
Entropy Effect
Chapter 3
The Shadow Broker informant was in a state of panic. Over the course of the past week, all of his contacts had been murdered. And he didn't mean suspicious 'accidents'. No, the bodies were discovered mutilated and missing a head, posed ritualistically. Something was hunting them. He could practically feel the murderer's breath down his neck.
Wait.
He actually could feel breath on his neck.
He slowly turned around, only to come face-to-face with a giant monster.
The informant knew he had only one option.
He bit down on his cyanide capsule.
His last thoughts were prideful, as he had denied this...thing any intel.
Samael sighed as he watched the informant poison himself. People that were already dead made for subpar sacrifices to Khorne. Oh well. He was out of leads, so it was time to put his Omophagea implant to work.
Once his grisly tasks were done, he had a new lead on this 'Shadow Broker.'
The broker apparently needed to store massive amounts of data, so he had a few 'server farms' constructed, protected by mercenaries. They were the closest things to strongholds the Shadow Broker had, as whoever it was usually preferred the security of anonymity. Luckily for Samael, there was a shipment headed to one of them, which he could follow.
Finally, he could do something actually worthwhile, not just hunt down these insignificant whelps.
At the shipping yard…
One of the guards paused, hearing a steady, rhythmic sound. It almost sounded like someone was running, if 'someone' was a YMIR mech. It seemed to be getting closer, but the guard didn't see anything. He turned around to see if it was there, and felt a gust of wind pass behind him as he did. The sound faded, and finally stopped. The guard turned in a circle, once again confirming that nothing was there. During his sweep, he noticed the door of one of the shipping containers was slightly ajar.
The guard sighed. One of the workers must not have shut it properly. He latched it shut. Otherwise, it was going to annoy him. It might trick him into thinking someone was hiding in there, and that was something he didn't need right now. After all, he still didn't know what that noise was.
Three days later, the server compound received its shipment.
A couple of mercenaries opened the container, but before they could pull the doors open, they, along with the doors in question, were vaporized by a cone of heat. An Azure-clad giant leaped out of the still glowing circular hole where the doors used to be, bellowing crazed laughter.
"You fools! You have been BETRAYED by your MEHTAL BAWKSES!" it cried, as lightning arced over its clawed hand.
The remaining mercenaries opened fire, but what wasn't absorbed by its barrier ricocheted uselessly off of its armor. It nonchalantly lumbered towards their firing line, firing cones of heat out of it's massive, double-barreled arm-mounted 'gun'. Then, when it apparently got close enough, it charged, plowing through their cover as if it was made out of twigs. A single swipe from its claw cut the defenders within reach clean in half. Those that tried to run vere vaporized by the giant gun.
With the perimeter guards decimated, Samael surveyed the facility itself. Apparently, whoever was in charge of security had half a brain, and ordered a total lockdown.
If he tried breaking through, he would most likely end up in a kill zone, and the defenders would probably have wizened up and equipped themselves with anti-armor weapons. He would have to come up with a more stealthy approach. As he glanced around the loading area, he saw his means of getting inside.
The equipment he would need to implement what the Alpha Legion affectionately called the 'Solidus Maneuver.'
After several hours of not seeing the giant monster that wiped out the perimeter guards, the lockdown lifted and patrols were sent out. None of them noticed the massive crate that shuffled past them, heading into the facility.
CODEX ENTRY: The Solidus Maneuver: Named after the Alpha Legion Chaos Lord, Solidus Ophidian, the Solidus Maneuver is a method of infiltration most never see coming- hiding in a box. Solidus' rivals have learned to fear any type of box, from cardboard boxes to Rhino APCs.
AN:Yes, I am aware Solidus was never a playable character, and thus (probably) never used this maneuver. However, Solidus sounds more Warhammer-esque than Solid or Big Boss.
AN2: I apologize for three things: The lateness, the shortness, and the quality. All three things fed one another. The lack of quality (I was very unhappy with the action scene, which basically boiled down to 'Chaos Lord wrecks mercs', but my lack of talent in writing action caused even that to fall flat) is due to it being mainly action, which I suck at (obviously),and a lack of dialogue, which I consider my strongest skill in writing, all of which I had no idea how to fix. This caused it to sit at about 90% complete for a few months. This caused me to get frustrated, and say 'whatever, good enough' once I finally had an epiphany in how to end it, which feeds back into the shortness, and quality. For those of you waiting for DLoN and NJARM, similar problems are holding those two back.
AN3: One thing I refuse to apologize for is the Mehtal Bawkses line. Sam's a Alpha Legion Chaos Lord; some things are just mandatory.