Angel War
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Disclaimer: I do not own Warhammer 40K, or any other things in here that are already owned by someone else. If anyone in the story is like someone else in the real world then it is purely coincidental. If you do sue me for some reason then all you will get is some pocket lint. The character Angelus is my intellectual property, I hope.
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Angelus dove to the side, his power armor leaving a gouge in the wet earth where he had slid. He fired his bolt pistol twice and killed two of the heretic cultists plodding toward him. Angelus stood quickly, charging the heretics with a war cry and cut a cultist down with his powersword. He thrust the sword in the sky and yelled, "FOR THE EMPEROR!!!" He sliced another cultist, then reversed the blow and took another's head off. Drenched in the blood of his foes, Angelus let out a snarl of contempt. He pulled the teleportation beacon from his belt and activated it, blue bands of energy circled around him, faster and faster until they were a blur of light, then the light faded and in its wake a squad of nine of the First Company of the Knights Templar Chapter's finest space marines stood. They formed up around their Captain and charged across the battle field.
Angelus' squad assualted a Khorne cultist postion. The veterans unclipped their frag grenades and threw them into the building's windows. The grenades exploded in a hail of shrapnel, scything down the heretical worshippers, and destroying the building. A marker appeared on Angelus' heads-up display, a way-point. He asked the veterans to hold the building while he checked out the location. Angelus spoke into his ear-bead as he neared the ridge. "Meterion, the target is coming into vision". The chapter's Grand Master responded, "Kill the traitorous bastard". Angelus walked over the ridge to view the root of all this evil standing their giving orders to the rest of his squad. Traitor marines.
"Heretics!!!" yelled Angelus as he dove into their midst. He swung his blazing power sword in a deadly arc, killing two of the traitors swiftly and disemboweling another. He shoved his pistol in the gut a traitor and fired killing it instantly. He blocked the feverish stream of blows from the heretic marines, their rusty chainaxes no match for his archaic power sword. In his blinding zealous rage Angelus beheaded another two of the traitors and crushed another's helmet with his bolt pistol's hilt. Angelus turned to face his last opponent, a cursed champion of the fell gods.
The crazed heretic yelled the famous cry "BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD!!!" as he charged Angelus. Angelus' blue eyes set hard and still, narrowed as the berserker rushed at him. "Never Forgive, Never Forget" he whispered. As the bloodthirsty Khornite reached him Angelus dropped to one knee, he rammed the power sword through the traitor's chest and out his spine. "This is the fate of all of leave the Emperor's guiding light" he said to no one in particular, filled with vindictive rage. He smiled, his power armor shut off slamming him into the ground, unconscious from the many severe wounds he had taken from the enemy and the cracks and breaks into the power armor. It whirred one final time trying to awake the fallen warrior but even its technologies couldn't bring him back.
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Editted on December 15, 2006