Time Skip A Week And Four Days Later.
The Orks WAAAGH!Camp An Hour Past Midnight.
Within a deserted town that the Orks had recently finished looting for more scrap metal to add to the WAAAGH!Band, a celebration was being held near the centre of the town where Ork Boyz were merrily partying the night away. Playing terrible music on scrapped together instruments and singing horribly off-key songs that no other sentient race would ever consider to be good music.
At the centre of this massive Ork party was Warboss Lana, who was seated upon a colossal throne of white bone and red-painted scrap metal. A mug of Fungus beer clenched within her right hand while the left held a whole Squig's leg. Near the base of the cobbled-together throne was BloodFang, the butler uniform wearing Gretchin had a nervous expression as he gazed up towards his Warboss whilst ignoring the other partying Orks that were dancing around a huge bonfire.
"Dis isn't gud." The Gretchin gulped at the furious expression etched upon Lana's face. "Da Warboss tempa hasn't kalmed eva since dose stick 'umiez escaped," BloodFang drank heavily from his beer mug hoping that the Orkish alcohol would help calm his nerves. "If we don't find im gitz soon 'da boss might take 'er frustrations out on us!" It went without saying that Lana's wrath was something that every single Ork within the camp wanted to avoid yet until the Stick 'umiez were found the whole WAAGH!Band was forced to act extra careful around the constantly enraged Warboss.
BloodFang grunted in annoyance at the situation while surveying the area. The celebration was still going strong with hundreds of Orks of different types and specialities drinking, eating, dancing and most importantly fighting against each other in random brawls. The butler suited Gretchin even saw SkullBreaka the only nob within the entire WAAAGHBand brutally smash a foolish Slugga boy'z teeth in. The stupid git probably thought in his drunken state to challenge the nob'z position within the Silva Locust only to realise far too late that it was a terrible idea to challenge SkullBreaka to a fistfight. Especially when said challenger was a full head shorter and less muscular than the former Feral boy.
As for Twister, BloodFang saw the short Weirdboy over on the other side of the camp by a mostly destroyed two-storey building surround from all sides by a group of lesser Weirdboyz that Lana had taken from Git'z End. Twister seemed to be quietly conversing with the other weirdboyz about something. Whatever they're talking about BloodFang didn't want to know since when it came to weirdboyz, it was much better for ones' health if they stay far away from whatever mad schemes the Ork psykers were cooking up.
The Mekboyz near an abandoned car repair garage were also planning something though it was most likely that the only three Mekboyz within the whole WAAAGH!Band were just trying to come up with some new death machine to impress the Warboss. Honestly BloodFang was starting to wish that GearHead was here to keep the younger and more crazy Mekboyz in line. Sadly GearHead had to stay at Git'z End to work on some kind of special project for the Warboss. Whatever it was since Lana hasn't told any Ork the specifics about the special project only saying that it was going to give the Silva Locust'z an edge against the 'umiez.
"Dey got away BloodFang."
BloodFang withheld a yelp of fright as he gazed back towards the Warboss a haunting chill of dread raced down his spine when the knife-wielding Gretchin saw Lana's blood-red eyes glowing with barely withheld bloodlust and the terrifying power of the WAAAGH!. The only reason why BloodFang wasn't trying to run away at the moment was because he knew that the raging inferno of bloodlust within Lana wasn't directed at him however that wasn't a reason to relax his guard since with the Warbosses current mental state anyone within the WAAAGH!Band could potentially become a target for Lana's barely restrained rage.
"Oo got away, boss?" Carefully asked BloodFang already aware just who the group of umiez Lana was talking about yet for the sake of caution and keeping his head right where it was the butler suited Gretchin desired to play it safe and play ignorant.
"Da Stick 'umiez!" BloodFang took a cautious step backwards when Lana released a bellow of outrage while crushing the mug of fungus beer within her armoured hand. "Dose gitz ran away before our fight was finished!" The Gretchin gulped when green and yellow flames started to surround his Warboss knowing that Lana had to be calmed down quickly otherwise the party was about to come a massacre not that any proper Ork would mind such a death yet for the sake of the WAAAGH!Band BloodFang had to at least delay the Warbosses unyielding rage until the time they found the Stick 'umiez.
"We'll find im, boss." Hurriedly assured BloodFang whilst climbing up the multiple steps that lead to Lana's throne while carrying a fresh mug of fungus beer. "It'z jus gonna take some time dat'z all," BloodFang offered the mug to Lana, who swiftly proceeded to grab the mug and take deep gulps from it. "Besidez rememba all uv 'da 'umie villagez an' townz we've looted since leav'n Git'z End." BloodFang grinned nastily as he recalled the destruction and death the WAAAGH!Band had visited upon the many small human settlements that they had come across on their way to Liverpool.
Lana snorted with disdain whilst throwing away the now empty mug which sailed through the air and smashed into the back of some unfortunate Slugga boy head. Causing the Melee focused Ork to fall unconscious onto the cold hard ground much to the amusement of some nearby Orks, who all laughed at the Slugga'z lousy luck.
"Der was hardly any gud fight'n at dose places BloodFang." Lana pouted as she remembered how terrible the civilians of those villages and towns the Silva Locustz had pillaged were at fighting. It got so bad that her boyz started to fight amongst themselves and left the pillaging to the Gretchinz. Not that the Warboss could blame them since she too had joined in the fighting it had undoubtedly been a better use of her time than slaughtering people that could barely fight back against her WAAAGH!Band.
"True," agreed BloodFang while relaxing when he saw that the beer and talking was helping to calm Lana. "Yet we still got plenty uv gud scrap out of it an' some loota tankz." The Gretchin'z gaze wandered towards the resting place of the aforementioned tanks; all fifteen of them were freshly coated with red and yellow paint. It had indeed been a fantastic find when the WAAGH!Band had looted that remote military base a few days ago sadly BloodFang couldn't drive any of them as a group of bigger and far stronger Orks had claimed them for themselves.
Lana grunted in agreement. "Dey are ratha gud at mak'n fings go boom." The Warbosses gaze wandered to the biggest and most heavily armed of the loota tankz. It was going to be her command vehicle which would take Lana into the heart of any battlefield though to be fair it would need far more weapons and armour before the tank could be considered a proper Ork vehicle. Honestly, Lana was mentally shivering with anticipation at the thought of looting and destroying her enemies with the big tank.
"An' don't forget boss 'dat we're gonna reach'n a big city within a few dayz," BloodFang gazed back at Lana with a bloodthirsty grin. "Jus fink about 'da great fight we're gonna get once 'der." Just thinking about the big battle that would breakout once the WAAGH!Band arrived at Liverpool made BloodFang'z mouth to water. It was just the thing that Orks lived for to be in the heat of battle with a strong foe, and either crash them underneath their might or at least die a worthy death at the hand of a more powerful foe either outcome was desirable for an Ork.
Warboss Lana seemed to have similar thoughts as she became noticeable more energetic. Without a moments' hesitance, she bite into the Squig leg and swiftly proceeded to chew then swallow the massive piece of meat. Seeing Lana's improved mood brought a relieved sigh from the Gretchin'z lips feeling relieved that the possible catastrophe of a rampaging Warboss was successfully avoided now all BloodFang needed to do was just keep Lana happy until the WAAAGH!Band finally reaches Liverpool hopefully the human city could provide a battle big enough to finally extinguish the roaring fire of bloodlust and carnage that dwelled within Lana.
"Ya know wot BloodFang yer're right!" Warboss Lana laughed savagely gaining the attention of many partying Orks. "Da biggest battle uv our livez iz kom'n soon an wot am I do'n?" The leader of Silva Locust'z jumped off her throne and slammed into the ground next to BloodFang the very earth seemed to tremble from the force of the impact. "Act'n all mopey an' miserable about dose stick 'umiez 'dat got away from me." Lana grinned with savage glee and raised her arm containing the flamethrower into the cold night air.
"Well, no more! I'z gonna enjoy myself tonight with me boyz!" The proclamation caused the surrounding Orks to cheer with excitement and before anyone could really notice the whole WAAGH!Band had moved to surround their mighty Warboss. "An' once we've reached 'da 'umiez' city we will showz dose gitz why 'da Orks are 'da biggest an' 'da strongest bunch uv gitz 'dat'z eva walked dis ere earth!" The thousands of gathered Orks screamed their agreement soon yelling their statements into the night air.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAGH!"
"Orkz are 'da biggest an' 'da strongest!"
"Weez gonna be 'da onez ta rule 'da world not 'da weak 'umiez!"
"For 'da Warboss boyz letz WAAAGH!"
"Harda an' fasta 'da WAAAGH! Iz eternal!"
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!"
The WAAAGH! Energy surrounding the Orks quickly began to rise. The build-up happened so fast that Lana was overwhelmed without any kind of warning she jumped into a random group of Ork boyz and proceeded to start a brawl. Which prompted a chain reaction causing hundreds of fights to break out between the Orks and much like any proper Ork they're enjoying every second of it. The music was resumed, songs were sung in off-key tunes, Lana participated in no less than four hundred brawls before returning to her throne. The celebration went on long into the night it had been one of savagery, violence and merriment it was a right proper Ork celebration.
In three days the Silva Locust WAAAGH!Band shall arrive at Liverpool and once there the most significant battle they've fought so far shall commence. It will be bloody, chaotic; death shall be around every corner where humans and orks slaughter each other without a second thought it will be a true proper WAAAGH!.
And the war-hungry Orks were going to love every second of it.
The ministry of magic.
A Secluded Room.
This particular room was built far away from any significant apartment and work station within the ministry of magic. It was very spartan with only a round table, two chairs and a tea set, most importantly to Lucius Malfoy. It was secluded enough that he could arrange meetings with certain friends without having to worry about the patrolling Auror guards stumbling into the room. Overhearing certain things which they most defiantly shouldn't hear. Like the current topic about a certain Girl-Who-Lived.
"So everything is ready to be set in motion Goyle?" Lucius asked his long time friend while calmly sipping some freshly made tea that his worthless house-elf Dobby had just delivered from the ministry kitchens.
"Yeah, everything's all set, Lucius." Confirmed Goyle Sr, who was sitting across from Lucius with a nasty smile etched upon his lips. "The wards have been set to go off once Potter reaches a certain distance from the muggles battle line." The current head of house Goyle snickered at the thought of the reaction those muggles will have when they saw his little surprises in action. It was undoubtedly going to be one hell of a show a pity that he couldn't be allowed to watch the mayhem personally yet sadly he and many other Death Eaters besides Lucius were still on the current minister of magic's blacklist.
Lucius smiled, feeling quite pleased with Goyle's work. "Excellent, now all that's left for us to do is wait." The head of House Malfoy took a few more sips of tea while mentally going over the plan that he had cooked up after a particular bumbling fool of a minister had told him about the Ork threat and Lana's involvement with them. If all goes according to plan, then both the current minister and Dumbledore shall no longer be a threat to the Death Eater nor his family.
From the corner of his eye, Lucius noticed that Goyle was shifting slightly a sign that the man wanted to say something yet didn't quite know how to say it without upsetting the person in question.
"Is there something you wish to say Goyle?" Lucius softly inquired, giving his friend a chance to speak what was on his mind.
Goyle subtly nodded gratefully to Lucius for giving him a chance to talk without making a fool of himself. "Some of the other Death Eaters are having doubts about the plan." Goyle Sr informed not surprising Lucius in the slightest since the parts of the plan the head of House Malfoy had told his fellow Death Eaters was risky and could cause untold harm to any future projects that the group of dark wizards might make in the far or near future.
"Their doubts are understandable," softly said Lucius while taking another long sip of tea. "But so long as we keep to the plan, then everything shall turn out alright for our group." Though he left out the part that it will be mostly his family that would benefit from the plan after all the other Death Eaters would be less than happy if they knew that Lucius was using them for his own ends. Of course they should've expected it since they're all Slytherins and what great Slytherin could resist a chance to manipulate others to their own ends and Lucius considered himself to be a great Slytherin.
"If you say so, Lucius." Goyle shrugged with indifference since he finished delivering the concerns of the other Death Eaters to the head of the Malfoy family. "Anyway, I better get going, my wife is expecting me back home in an hour." Lucius understood his friend's situation and graciously waved the man off and once Goyle Sr left the room Lucius cast some powerful silencing charms within the room to help give himself some much-needed privacy. When he was sure that no one could listen inside Lucius released an annoyed sigh while placing the teacup back onto the table.
"Honestly my comrades could have a bit more faith in me," Lucius relaxed into the comfortable chair and folded his arms together. "Not that I don't understand their worries since this plan does involve humiliating both the minister and Dumbledore." With a practised wave of his hand, Lucius summoned his useless house-elf Dobby and ordered the miserable creature to clean up the table and put away the tea and multiple cups.
Once everything was cleared away, and all evidence of anyone being inside the room was magically destroyed Lucius Malfoy swiftly existed making his away towards the floo network thoroughly planning to go home and spend the rest of the evening with his family.
"Of course, for the sake of our world, my plans must succeed." Lucius walked elegantly through the many halls and corridors that made up the ministry of magic while waving to some random employees and just keeping up the act of a noble and kind wizard.
Lucius turned a corner and then entered the central hallway where the main floo network was located. With quick, easy steps, the patriarch of the Malfoy Family entered a floo station. Without wasting a single moment, Lucius grabbed some floo powder. He threw it into the fireplace while saying the location of his ancient families house. Once the flames burned green Lucius stepped into the fireplace leaving thousands of witches and wizards utterly unaware that he was scheming to cause mayhem and destruction all in the name of protecting his family and keeping the old ways alive.
No witch or wizard was going to realise this fact until it was far too late to stop Lucius Malfoy.
Time Skip Three Days Later At The Outskirts Of The City Of Liverpool.
Main British Armies Commander Bunker.
The bunker where the commanders leading the defence against the soon to be invading Ork forces was a hive of activity as men and women ran from place to place receiving information and giving out last minute orders via the radio stationed within the reinforced bunker. At the centre of this madness was General Goldberg, who stood tall and proud before a table covered with maps and tactical data. It was also worthy to note that the recently promoted Captain Shepherd was present the reason being that the man had first-hand experience with the Orks and that was something that Goldberg wanted to use in the fight to come.
"Alright men this is it." General Goldberg's voice thundered across the room whilst he gazed upon those that would be helping him with the defending Liverpool from the green-skinned threat. "The Orks will be here any minute now, and time is of the essence." Resolved expressions met the General's heavy gaze as he spoke. "Our main priority is to capture their leader Lana Potter," Goldberg placed a picture of the Warboss upon the table for everyone to see. "Without her presence on the battlefield, we'll have a much easier time in dealing with the Ork threat."
"That's not going be an easy task to complete, sir." Shepherd bluntly stated while worriedly gazing at the picture on the table. "The enemy commander is cunning and brutal; she'll not go down without a fight." Shepherd fought back the memory of what had happened to Alpha one and the lost tanks which were surely going to show up somewhere on the battlefield it was just too bad that they were gonna be within the enemies hands and used to try to kill anything that was human.
Goldberg nodded while pointing a finger to a nearby Auror that was resting next to a wall. "A good point Captain Shepherd, which is why we'll be leaving the capture part to the auror teams that have come to assist us today." The General's tone was polite, yet his expression told Shepherd and the other commanders leading the defence that Goldberg didn't have much faith in the magic users. Not like they could blame the General since the Auror's were clearly not military and were thus not equipped to handle a military operation such as this one.
"Don't worry General, we'll handle Potter." The Auror whose name no one even bothered to remember tried to reassure them yet all it did was cause the commanders and General to make a mental note to have some soldiers keep an eye on them. It would be disastrous if the wizards and witches assigned to the battlefield were to panic at the worse possible moment.
"I'm sure you will," Tonelessly replied Goldberg before returning the others attention to the situation at hand.
"Now then our battle line is a simple border across the entire west-south of the outskirts of Liverpool," Goldberg pointed out the battle line which was highlighted in red. "There's around eighteen thousand soldiers distributed across this border in various regiments." The General then gave out papers that held more detailed information about the deployments. "Now sadly for the sake of secrecy our tanks and heavy armoured vehicles have had to be on the lighter side then I'm really comfortable with since we didn't want the currently evacuating civilians to be suspicious of our operations." It had been a pain in the ass yet to keep the civilians ignorant of the approaching danger it had been a necessary course of action.
"What's our air forces?" Questioned Shepherd after he and the other commanders had spent a few minutes going over the information presented to them.
"Light I'm afraid," Goldberg grimly told everyone within the bunker. "Much the same as the tanks our air firepower has been forced to be kept on the small side to avoid unwanted questions from the populace." The news earned groans of frustration from the military leaders.
"Okay, okay I know this situation isn't the best," Goldberg raised his hands up in a pacifying gesture. "Still it's the hand we've been dealt and complaining about it isn't going to help us." The General's words seemed to help calm everyone down. It was unfortunate that not a moment later that a specific battle cry thundered across the sky.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!"
The war cry caused everyone to jump a little in fright. It was so powerful and filled with so much bloodlust that many lesser men and women within the bunker felt the urge to faint onto the group.
"Shit we're out of time!" Goldberg hurriedly grabbed a set of binoculars and a nearby pistol. "Quickly, we need to get outside now!" Without waiting for the others, the General raced out of the bunker followed swiftly by Shepherd and the unnamed Auror. Once outside the three saw out in the distance, the horde of Ork though it wasn't hard to miss them since the noise they were creating was loud enough to wake the dead.
"Attention all soldiers! The enemy is here get to your assigned trenches now!" Ordered Goldberg causing thousands of battle-ready soldiers to jump into the first tench line there were two more behind them which the soldiers retreated to if the first line was compromised.
Within minutes the first tench was utterly filled and not a moment too soon because suddenly a horrible horn thundered throughout the sky and once it stop a horde of over a thousand Sqiugs came charging towards the defensive line. Their sickly yellow, orange eyes burned with hunger and a thirst for violence.
"They're employing the same tactic as the one used against my regiment at Alpha one." Grimly noted Shepherd as he watched the horde of Sqiugs swiftly eat up the distance between them and the British armies first line of defence.
Goldberg grunted in agreement. "Yes, it would seem so," the General grinned as he surveyed the Squigs through his binoculars. "Thankfully we've learned from the mistakes done at Alpha one thanks to you, Shepherd." Goldberg lowered the binoculars and waited for the squids to reach the first surprise that he had the soldiers plaint out in the no-mans' land for the monsters currently charging towards them. It only took around five minutes for the Squigs to step upon the first 'surprise' and when they did the ground below them suddenly exploded unleashing a hellish amount of flame and shrapnel.
It was a devastating hit against the Squigs as hundreds dead from the hidden landmines yet stereotypically of an Ork the survivors didn't stop their charge against the humans. If anything, the losses made the food source of the Orks want to kill the humans even more as they picked up speed and screamed their desire to kill and devour everything to the heavens.
"Open fire!" Goldberg ordered causing multiple guns and even some machine guns to open fire upon the surviving Squigs. Within mere moments the Squigs threat was reduced to nothing more than a pile of bloody meat.
"Welp, that was rather easy." Commented the Auror while he and Shepherd watched the soldiers of the front line replace their ammo clips with fresh ones.
"It's not over yet," Shepherd told the Auror while keeping a grim expression. "That was only a probing attack. To test our defences and see if we're worth their time to slaughter." The Captain knew the Orks well enough to know when they're fighting seriously and that last attack was nowhere as bad as the fight at Alpha one. As if to prove him right the horrible horn from before bellowed again, and another horde of Squigs came rushing towards the defenders though this time they weren't alone as Ork biker boyz could be seen mixed within the herd.
"Oh shit they've got light vehicle units mixed within that horde!" Shepherd hurriedly informed Goldberg yet before either man could try and counter the threat a hail of boulders with explosives attached to them came flying towards the defensive line thanks to the hidden catapults that Lana had her Mekboyz build while they had made their way towards Liverpool. Needless to say that it had been an idea worth doing since the boulders slammed randomly into and around the trenches causing explosions and killing countless soldiers that were unlucky enough to be caught within the blast zones.
"Okay. The Orks defiantly didn't have those when I fought them." Shepherd nervously commented while the surrounding soldiers once again opened fire upon the approaching Orks.
"No, you don't say." Sarcastically said the Auror while another volley of explosive boulders came speeding towards them. "I'll send some Aurors, who are the best at apparating to go over and destroy those catapults."
"Please hurry," Shepherd fired his rifle at a biker boy causing the engine on the bike to explode from a well placed shot allowing for the Ork boy to go flying across the sky with blood and some organs to splatter the other Orks beneath. "We can't afford to take many hits from those catapults." If too much damage were done to the defensive line, then they would be forced to retreat into the city, and there were still too many people, who still haven't been evacuated from Liverpool.
The Auror nodded with a determined expression. "I'll try just stay alive until I get back." Before Shepherd could respond, the Auror disappeared using apparate to get to the other Auror teams that were scattered across the front lines.
"Huh, could this situation get any worse?" Shepherd's thoughts were unfortunately answered when the horn bellowed for a third time and instead of a small force of Squigs the whole WAAAGH!Band came rushing towards them. The sight of a fully grown squiggoth covered head to toe in scrap armour hurriedly charging towards the front line was quite a hit to the soldiers morale yet the squiggoth wasn't the worse thing coming at them. No, that honour belonged to Warboss Lana as she stood upon the biggest loota tank and screamed a war cry so loud that every human within the tenches and city could clearly hear it.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!"
"I just had to think about that didn't I" Shepherd facepalmed while firing at the Orks.
The battle For Liverpool has just begun.