Sorry for the delay in reposting my loyal readers. Spent the last year in Afghanistan with no chance to upload any work, and several unhappy directions I had been taking the story. No matter here you go.

T minus three days till spear tip assault on centauri forces occupying earth.

Five hundred thousand kilometers outside Pluto's gravity well space begins to distort. A tear in reality opens up revealing the miasma of colors that make up the warp. It is calm and no major lightning or screams of malicious denizens come forth. A series of strike cruisers bearing the heraldry of the Luna wolves' legion fly out of the event horizon.

A few minutes later a hundred other warp portals open up spewing forth the majority of the Imperium forces in this neo Sol system.

A small fleet of blood red ships move towards the point of the fleets formation. "Blood angels, free the outer colonies. Leave no xenos alive." Horus lupercal's voice commands over the fleet wide vox net.

"Khan, take your legion and secure the asteroid field." Less than 30 seconds later the bone white ships of the white scars legion drop below to approach from beneath the axis.

"Father, phase one has begun." Horus transmits to his father appearing in holographic form.

Dorn tightens the grip on his sword in anticipation of the coming fight. His legion has been given responsibility for securing all space around the Emperor. He nods in approval of his brother's report.

"Very good my son, I will contact the resistance and inform them that the time has come." With that he moves into a special room adjacent to the bridge of the phalanx.

Twenty minutes later, Earth centauri palace

A young centauri is running as fast as he can to get to the planetary governor.

It took him several minutes. An entire angry mob of complaining centauri was here for some reason or another. Mostly to complain and or demand answers about this war that was going on. As he reached the gate to the throne room the guards saw him and made way for him.

The ruckus outside paled in comparison to in hear as several more of the wealthiest profiteers of the human slave camps were doing what they could to gain information out of Mollari. Despite the urgency of the information, he could not speak to them until spoken to.

Four minutes later and fidgeting every second of it he is finally noticed by lord Mollari.

"Boy stop standing there and give me what news you have?" Mollaris agitated expression only deepens.

Taking a big gulp to swallow his fear, "Milord we have detected an anomaly outside the systems edge. The type that we were warned about from home world."

Mollari face pales, "When?"

"Approximately four hours ago." Fear is truly gripping the faces of the nobles now. "It gets worse… we detected over a hundred of them." At this moment a noble refusing to believe yells.

"Boy how dare you try to scare us here. I ought to whip you myself for such insolence."

Mollari lifts a hand. "Why was I not notified at the onset?"
Looking around nervously, "Milord… We tried contacting you but…"Looking around and beginning to visibly shake, "No one answered." Several wealthy centauri looked as thou they wanted to strangle the youth.

"If you are not a part of our republics forces get out of here… NOW!" Mollari agitation turned to fear but covered it up with anger at the nobles taking up valuable time to counter this threat.

The beeping noise is now heard again. "This is Lord Mollari report!"

"Milord we have lost contact with out outer system monitoring satellites."

Mollari stares at his guards.

T-minus one day till spear tip assault on earth.

The last centauri vessels outside of Saturn have been destroyed, its wreckage floating lazily past the Imperium armada that is moving almost ominously towards earth.

"I dare say brother this is almost as bad a target practice."Horus said almost under his breath, not wanting the others to hear.

With a twitch of the eyebrow dorn responded, "Aye brother, even I think this is overly cautious… This seems like we are trying to lour them out. We could easily crush them… but father wants the resistance to be ready."

Earth across the planet, human freedom fighters who knew that the great phantasm message were preparing, proof coming from seemingly frantic actions by the centauri who had the resources to try and escape off world.

They were ready; Earth was ready to repel these foul occupiers.

All life seemed to sense that something epic was about to happen. The universe held its breath.

T minus 2hrs till spear tip assault on centauri forces occupying earth.

"Captain Pollux, step forward!" The age old and powerful voice of the Emperor commanded. They were in a private chamber aboard the phalanx, the Emperors chamber. Several ancient artifacts where placed and adorned the chamber, he knew they must be from great moments of humanities past on Terra.

Three of the Emperors custodes where present as well as the Primarch's Rogal Dorn, Horus Lupercal, Jaghatai khan and Rouboute Guiliman. Each had a select squad of their honor guards in attendance.

He steps forward and takes a knee and slamming his fist hard to his chest, the honor was returned. "I have a great task for you. Should you accept it great and long lasting honor shall be earned for your company and your legion." He paused as he looked at Dorn. "The task will not be easy and you will be separated from the rest of your legion for an unknown length of time. Do you accept without question?"

There was no hesitation as one they responded with, "Yes my Emperor!"

A low growl erupted from the Emperor as he spoke. "Rise then. You shall lead your company as my personal body guard for the assault on terra. We will strike for this Lord Mollari. Overlord for the occupation forces on terra… No one is to kill him for he will be made to suffer greatly."

With fierce pride and conviction in his voice, "My Emperor, the honor you bestow up my company is beyond words. We shall not fail you. I swear upon my Primarch, my honor and my life."

"Then rise captain and prepare your company. We shall make planet fall in two hours."

Two hours later High earth orbit over North American Continent eastern seaboard.

Captain Pollux brings his company inside the phalanx's teleportation room. The Emperor didn't want to drop pod or fly in on a bird. No. The sudden appearance of a hundred and four giants in Mollari's "palace" would do.

"Spear tip units of the Luna wolves and Blood angels have made planet fall and are engaged with the enemy." The mechanical voice of the ships Vox system announced and the warriors across the ship raised cheers.

Immediately following the cheers the Emperor walks in with two squads of his custodes guardians. A scout in the company sees him first and calls all to attention.

"Sons, warriors, brothers in arms, all of you are with me this day, and I with you. Take up your positions and prepare for the shooting to start the second we materialize.

Centauri palace, Control room

"Milord the enemy is striking at every single one of our garrisons. All reporting heavy casualties and then contact is lost." An old Centauri yells.

"Lord Mollari, confirmation received…The defense fleet has been wiped out."

"Lord, what… shall we do?" Another young centauri asks with the fear completely taking hold causing him to shake.

Collapsing, down in the chair, despair evident upon his face, pressing his hands to his head. "Great maker, who are these demons and how have they put down the great lion of the galaxy, with such ease?" Looking up he sees that every one of their terrified faces is looking to him for an answer.

What can they expect me to do? I am no general. Oh I've had the training that a noble house can give, but this isn't me. I can't help them. This must be the enemy that has been launching its lightning war upon us.

Mollari's thoughts were dark.

"LORD, WHAT ARE YOUR ORDERS?" The old centauri yells attempting to shake his lord from the grips of despair.

As Londo looks up a strange odor of ozone and magnetic energy flood the room before a blinding light, forcing all present to shield their eyes.

Before he could see again, several large bangs and then screams of pain erupts all around him.

As he finally blinks out the blinding flash, he immediately regrets regaining sight.

Dead bodies lay across the floor. Blood splatter across the control room. A few small fires as computer consoles are destroyed.

Worst of all are the giant armored warriors with all but a few of their equally large guns aimed at him.