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Rating: T 13+
Chapter 2: Talisman of Vaul
The ship entered orbit around the planet, easily avoiding the prying eyes of the fleets in the system. All around it the vacuum was alight with fire as metal leviathans fought for supremacy and their very survival. Eldar craft weaved and dodged, while the Imperial Navy tried to maintain a coherent formation and poured firepower into the vacuum. But the ship payed no heed, for they were inconsequintial. Aboard the ship, in its airless and dark corriders, waited the hand of death itself, whose eyes if you could call them that, were focused on a single spot on the planet below. There lay the target. Pah il C'Tan stepped through the sickly green portal.
It was nightime, though it hardly mattered. The quiet and the dark were shattered as by the sound and light from weapons and tanks in all but name fought in the forest. Fire Prisms swooped in to blow apart Gaurdsmen tanks, while Basilisks fired blindly into the trees, sometimes hitting nothing, sometimes wiping out entire squads of infantry, even their own. Vehicles stumbled into ambushes, infantry found themselves in hand to hand combat. Noone knew where anybody was, and the forest blazed as the forces clashed.
On a ledge overlooking the battlefield, there was a burst of green energy and there stood Pah il C'Tan. He looked over the battlefield, ignoring the fighting, for they were only obstacles to be bypassed or gone through. He sensed the psychic power of the target, somewhere behind the Eldar battle lines, and began to move, blending into the enviroment. He sensed the target getting closer, and climbed up a nearby tree. He reached a perch and waited.
Farseer Uldrich and his fellow warlocks rode aboard the wave serpent and overlooked the tactical map. They were losing the battle, but if he and his squad could silence the enemy artillery, then their infantry could safely advance and join their tanks in combat. "Alirght, listen up. I want a clean dispersal. The serpent will get us as close as it can to the artillary before breaking off to provide covering fire, so we should be able to get into hand-to-hand quickly. We must kill those cannons or we will lose this planet and the Talisman of Vaul with it." He looked into the eyes off his fellow warriors and then proceeded to put on his helmet, when all the sudden something landed on the roof with a loud clunk.
All the sudden, a blade pierced the roof through the middle, and carved its way to the floor right through Metros, cutting him in half before he even had a chance to realize anything was happening. Then something exploded and the wave serpent crashed into a rock formation. Uldrich and the warlocks stumbled from the wreckage. Metros and four others had bought it in the crash, so no their was only Uldrich and four other warlocks. They quickly scanned the area but could not see their assailent, but they could feel him. Something was sucking at their psyche. They tried to send out their senses to find the enemy, but all around them was a psychic void, that threatened to rend them unto nothing. They formed a defensive circle and closed their minds.
Suddenly he was among them, two warlocks fell before they even realized he was there, sliced in half horizontaly as Pah swung his warscythe. The others turned, and tried to blast him with psychic blasts, only for the blasts to disappear into the void. Uldrich watched helplessy as they drew their weapons and charged the yngir even as it raised its staff and green hellfire consumed Icarn and it decapitated Loki. Uldrich stared in terror at it, at the face of death itself, as it approached him. Uldrich felt himself fading away into the void, but raised his pistol to fire at the abomination, only to miss. Then all was darkness.
Pah il C'Tan searched the corpse for the soulstone, ans once having acquired it, he pocketed it. Then he proceeded due east, avoiding the Guardsmen patrols. He soon found himself at the doors to an ancient temple. He took out the soulstone and placed in a hole in the wall. The wall gave way and he stepped inside. He walked down miles of corridors till he reached a massive cavern. Once there, he detached a small device from his back and laid on the ground, then proceeded back the way he came. Once he was outside the temple once more, a green portal appeared before him and he stepped back onto the Phantom Hunter. Just then, a star appeared for an instant on the planet surface, giving out enough light to illuminate the craft as it slid out of orbit and set course to depart from the system.
A/N: A Talisman of Vaul is a spaceship/superfortress that was givin to the Eldar long ago by their forge god Vaul to help combat the Necron menace countless millions of years ago.
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