The docking bays were a series of long black buildings. Usually they would
be packed with people but now it was deserted. Wulf jumped down from the
transport along with Grey, Kahn, Solomon and the three guards. They entered
one of the docking bay buildings and approached a stationary spacecraft.
"Finally we can get off this rock" said one of the Mayor's guards as he
approached the ship. "No! Get back" Cried Wulf as Tyranids poured out of
every orifice in the building. A Hormagaunt slit the guards throat and then
leapt at Kahn, but Kahn raised his sniper-rifle and blasted away the
creature's chest at point blank range. Kahn was covered in pus and alien
blood.
Wulf opened fire and put two of the beasts down; Grey did the same but killing four. Solomon shot into the crowd of aliens, keeping his distance while Wulf, Grey and the two remaining guards leapt into the Tyranid horde, punching and shooting as they went. There must have been at least thirty of the Tyranid scum, some larger than others. These must be the ones that keep the swarm organised, thought Wulf as he swung the butt of his lasgun into the side of a Hormagaunt's skull. The largest Tyranid of the group stood as tall as a battle tank and looked as armoured as one aswell. It had four pairs of scythes erupting from the stumps of its arms. It looked at the two guards and ripped one in two with one of its scythes; it then spun round and bit off the other guard's head clean off his shoulders. It then turned to Grey.
Grey shot into the Tyranids and turned around to see the largest damn Tyranid he'd ever seen. He felt tired and just wanted to collapse on the floor, but he knew that would mean instant death. Wulf amazed him, Grey must be twice the size of Wulf but Wulf didn't show any hint of fatigue or tiredness. He almost forgot about the mammoth of a Tyranid staring at him. He lifted his autogun and pulled and held the trigger. Bullets soared into the monster but just reflected of the alien's armoured carapace. The Horror looked at Grey and was that a grin that appeared on its face? Grey felt as if the fighting around him had stopped and it was just he and the big alien in the large room. The creature looked strangely beautiful, he lowered his autogun and then dropped it on the floor. The creature started grinning. It stood looking at Grey and all was quiet... The area around the two was all black in Grey's eyes until something interfered...
Wulf saw Grey stood staring into the massive Tyranid's eyes. This Tyranid was the leader of the Tyranids on this world, the dictator of the Hive, known as the Hive Tyrant. It was psychic and there was no doubt that psychic energies had Grey enthralled. He would not lose another good man to these xenos filth. He ran forward and ploughed into the alien with such a force an Ork's fart couldn't match it. The Hive Tyrant lost concentration and fell to the ground allowing Kahn to put a rifle round through the unarmoured Tyranid's eye. The bullet shot through the creature's eye and into its brain. The Hive Tyrant never rose again.
Without the Hive Tyrant's synapse control the Hormagaunts panicked and fled or fell to Wulf's wrath. Wulf had won once more. Grey hugged Wulf in thanks and kicked a few Tyranid corpses, as usual he looked terrible, his face was a mixture of red and purple colour from the mix of blood. Kahn was bleeding from a cut on his forehead but otherwise he was fine. Solomon stood with a large knife covered in Tyranid blood, he had dropped his lasgun when the battery depleted. He was anxious about what to do now. The world he grew up on was alien infested and was about to be destroyed. He had to leave and live alone in Emperor-knows-where... Unless he joined with Wulf. There was time to think about that later.
Wulf ran into the spacecraft and automatically took off. The ship rumbled and started to whir as the engines revved up. He felt a lurching feeling as the ship lifted off the ground and shot into space. Grey and Solomon sat in the back while Kahn sat next to Wulf in the cockpit.
Wulf looked down into the Tyranid swarm below and a phrase came into his head that he hadn't thought of in along time:
CONTEMNO XENOS, CAEDO XENOS, DEFAECO XENOS.
HATE THE ALIEN, KILL THE ALIEN, PURIFY THE ALIEN.
It was the motto of the Space Marine chapter known as the Deathwatch. Why would he know that though?
Wulf opened fire and put two of the beasts down; Grey did the same but killing four. Solomon shot into the crowd of aliens, keeping his distance while Wulf, Grey and the two remaining guards leapt into the Tyranid horde, punching and shooting as they went. There must have been at least thirty of the Tyranid scum, some larger than others. These must be the ones that keep the swarm organised, thought Wulf as he swung the butt of his lasgun into the side of a Hormagaunt's skull. The largest Tyranid of the group stood as tall as a battle tank and looked as armoured as one aswell. It had four pairs of scythes erupting from the stumps of its arms. It looked at the two guards and ripped one in two with one of its scythes; it then spun round and bit off the other guard's head clean off his shoulders. It then turned to Grey.
Grey shot into the Tyranids and turned around to see the largest damn Tyranid he'd ever seen. He felt tired and just wanted to collapse on the floor, but he knew that would mean instant death. Wulf amazed him, Grey must be twice the size of Wulf but Wulf didn't show any hint of fatigue or tiredness. He almost forgot about the mammoth of a Tyranid staring at him. He lifted his autogun and pulled and held the trigger. Bullets soared into the monster but just reflected of the alien's armoured carapace. The Horror looked at Grey and was that a grin that appeared on its face? Grey felt as if the fighting around him had stopped and it was just he and the big alien in the large room. The creature looked strangely beautiful, he lowered his autogun and then dropped it on the floor. The creature started grinning. It stood looking at Grey and all was quiet... The area around the two was all black in Grey's eyes until something interfered...
Wulf saw Grey stood staring into the massive Tyranid's eyes. This Tyranid was the leader of the Tyranids on this world, the dictator of the Hive, known as the Hive Tyrant. It was psychic and there was no doubt that psychic energies had Grey enthralled. He would not lose another good man to these xenos filth. He ran forward and ploughed into the alien with such a force an Ork's fart couldn't match it. The Hive Tyrant lost concentration and fell to the ground allowing Kahn to put a rifle round through the unarmoured Tyranid's eye. The bullet shot through the creature's eye and into its brain. The Hive Tyrant never rose again.
Without the Hive Tyrant's synapse control the Hormagaunts panicked and fled or fell to Wulf's wrath. Wulf had won once more. Grey hugged Wulf in thanks and kicked a few Tyranid corpses, as usual he looked terrible, his face was a mixture of red and purple colour from the mix of blood. Kahn was bleeding from a cut on his forehead but otherwise he was fine. Solomon stood with a large knife covered in Tyranid blood, he had dropped his lasgun when the battery depleted. He was anxious about what to do now. The world he grew up on was alien infested and was about to be destroyed. He had to leave and live alone in Emperor-knows-where... Unless he joined with Wulf. There was time to think about that later.
Wulf ran into the spacecraft and automatically took off. The ship rumbled and started to whir as the engines revved up. He felt a lurching feeling as the ship lifted off the ground and shot into space. Grey and Solomon sat in the back while Kahn sat next to Wulf in the cockpit.
Wulf looked down into the Tyranid swarm below and a phrase came into his head that he hadn't thought of in along time:
CONTEMNO XENOS, CAEDO XENOS, DEFAECO XENOS.
HATE THE ALIEN, KILL THE ALIEN, PURIFY THE ALIEN.
It was the motto of the Space Marine chapter known as the Deathwatch. Why would he know that though?