Hi, just to let you know, the only reason these chapter and the last are only seperated for dramatics – no other reason.
Chapter 4 – For Slaansh!!!
The Cathedral was surrounded by charging Astrates and a ominous rumble began. Screaming came from the Cathedral, followed by a deafening roar and what felt like a Earthquake, at least 12 on the Richter Scale, lasting about 20 seconds – the trenches where along way from the Cathedral . 'Crap, what was that?' asked Stressius to himself before into his vox, trailing off as he saw what was in front of him;
'For the Empe...'
In front of Stressius where 3 Greater Daemons of Slaansh, each nearly 15ft high. Stressius felt a pressure on his armour's groin as he noticed each had 6 tits and – to him at least the most beautiful faces he had ever seen. Slowing to a halt, the rest of the survivors caught up with him then they too saw what he was staring at, mesmerised as each saw there prefect women. It was the first time they had ever faced any Greater Daemons before. 'By Slaansh, there beautiful', whispered Stressius, the cultists around them stopped charging and instead started chanting, making a large circle around the Chaos Space Marines and they dropped there weapons and walked towards the Grater Daemons.
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'Right you load of pricks' Stressius tried to shout, but was still out of breath, 'After last nights... entertainment I'm sure you're all seen the light, and joined the Chaos Gods.' At that a huge roar went up in the munch hall as the now near complete chapter (hey, there where a lot of scouts) showed there support, well huge roar considering they where all out of breath. 'I have taken the liberty, that we now have, to contact the Black Legion, to show our support for the Great Lord Abaddon the Despoiler!' At this another cry came from the crowd below 'Oh shut you twats'. The cheering stopped. 'Any way we're on our way to the Eye of Terror, but on our way we're going to 'pop in' on a friend of ours a - poxy little Imperial Guard unit called 'Mordant 22nd Assault Regiment'. We are currently flying toward there only planet called 'Crappy 7'. Stressius looked around, expecting another fight to break out, it did.
'What we're at war again!?' screamed someone from 1st company. 'Yeah we're only human' cried another.
'No where are NOT we are Astrates you idiot!' 'No we are human you fucking bastard' 'Yeah, come here and say that' 'OK then I will' And after getting over a extreme feeling of Deja-vu Stressius got back to his trademark crowd controlling methods, making 154 more Astrates infertile and banning cutlery from breakfasts._____________________________________________
The Chapter was gathered in the assembly hall, all dressed in Power Armour or Terminator Armour, in the case of the 1st company. 'Right you lot' Stressius yelled into the SPO for the area, standing on a raised platform 'As I'm sure you know we are hovering about 20 metres over the Tactica Control for the planet, they have tried to hail us but we just ordered them to shut there traps. I'm sure you'll also know that surprise is one of the best tactics in our arsenal, so surprise'. With that the floor below the entire 10 Companies swung open, knocking a turret of the Baneblade parked below the ship, causing all the Marines on it to fall to the floor. 'Hear the word of Chaos' Stressius said into the vox that over-rid all other communications on the planet. 'Your gay false Emperor is a complete twat and must be destroyed, as must all his followers. Any pricks who have seen the light may join us in our conquest of our world.'_____________________________________________
1st Captain Jakeius, one of the few survivors of the previous attack – and the night that followed – stood up as he heard Heavy Bolters open fire toward the Tactica Control building and Lasgun fire bounced off his armour, hitting the man who shot it right in between his eyes. 'Assault the building, make this quick boys' he smugly said into the vox to his men. Lascannons started blasting holes in the walls from the Havoc squads that had them while other squads sneaked into positions to use their melta-guns. Raptors used their jump packs to land on the roof of the building and planted charges over keys rooms, blowing open holes for them to assault through. Others armed with Bolters either moved with the melt-guns to prepare to assault or began forcing back the PDF that surrounded them. 'For Slaansh' came the cry as the melta-guns blew there way through the walls, causing Chaos Marines to flood into the Control centre like a Tsunami, Bolters cutting down the defenders, they were only target practice. My longest chapter yet! Please review. The next chapter could be a while longer as I need to arrange this with my friends. This story is (hopefully) going to merge with his, it's called The Spider Guard by the way, well worth the read.