Oort Cloud M30, Derelict Battleship main hall
The scout party finally arrives at a massive area, easy larger than several football stadiums, it's a 10 meters high massive hall, with reinforced ceramic tiles, over 1 meter high technology concrete, all that over the usual thick adamantium hull floor, the tiles have small lids, with metal supports for hooks, so vehicles and cargo containers can be strapped. Several clusters of containers are spread on the massive area, in a random pattern, that allow for many void areas, big enough to host large numbers of people.
The place is cold, some areas seem to have malfunction on the artificial gravity, and some objects can be seen floating, the lights are like on all ships, mostly broken or flickering, and the sound of sparks can be heard somewhere, probably some damaged cables.
The scout party through, freeze at a view on the center of the massive hall, a 4m tall creature can be seen, with purple skin and a black carapace exoskeleton, it has a long and deformed head, with sharp teeth, 4 arms with claws and a long tail with a spike, the creature has spikes protruding from forearms and other body parts.
Surrounding it, many of the mutated scavengers can be seen, and some members with more modest versions of Burk son´s uniform. It seems they are members of the ancient crew, that were transformed somehow, logic dictates that must be their bodies, somehow, preserved, that were used, since it´ is known they mostly left the derelict ship behind millenia ago.
"That's the thing… The thing that came from the space worm thing… It's huge…" One of the soldiers says.
" They outnumber our soldiers, if they reach the hangar, there will be a bloodbath, even the civilian technicians won't make it…" The commander says, and without a thought, his fist bash the button to seal the door behind him, and he shot the console with his lasgun, breaking it.
"Sorry guys, but we can´t let them die." The commander says.
Shirou and the soldiers gasp, but they understand, they can see many groups of the creatures spread on the massive hall, after the lasgun shot, all creatures notice their presence and look at them, silence reigns on the place.
The commander notices two of the groups of containers that have few entrances and is close to them, and yells the order.
"Emiya, and the left wing bunker on those containers, we do in the others, don't fight them in the open, we will be overtaken, GO! " The commander yells and everyone nods and runs.
After the commander yell the orders, the giant GeneStealer patriarch squint his eyes and roar, the roar almost freeze everyone, after that, the creatures roar as one and advance on the scouts direction, the groups run in panic, firing the lasguns on the creatures on the way, then again, hell break loose.
Malcador POV
Malcador was a busy man, he while the emperor dealt with the empire on a macro scale, besides his personal projects, like the primarch project, Malcador had a little of his hands on the micro management. The investigation reached a farm on the outskirts of the imperial territory, near the frontier battlezone with Akkad, where they found a middle aged woman called Mara.
After some talk, the customs and the psyker managed to get all the information they needed. Her husband was aware of the location a ancient fleet from the dark age of technology, the mysterious kid managed to fix a dropship with large cargo capacity, and they sent a crew to repair the ships and salvage all they could, but the main objective of the mission, at least for the old "captain" Burk Winterscale, the one that organized and sponsored all, was to rescue his son, a young man called Merek Winterscale, that was in stasis inside the ship.
Malcador glanced at Valdor, then started to walk away with him, as they started to leave the farm, leaving a few custodes and guards behind, they got some privacy and he said to him after massaging his temples.
"Get the kid, and the ships… Use any means necessary. Keep a watch on the farm, in case we don't find them ourselves. The wife seems to not know the right coordinates, so a search on the asteroid field won't be easy. " Says Malcador.
"That's starting to become more and more interesting as details of the story arrive… The kid can create a force field, materialize "magical swords", enhance his physical abilities, and understand any machine he touches, like he were the engineer that made it, fixing it without effort like magic… We might be cautious on how to deal with that, he doesn't seem like someone we want as an enemy, and if he resists, his death could be a loss to the empire. If he is full human, we could try to turn him into a custodes, i just fear that it might somehow damage whatever he has that´s special, we don´t know how his "magic" work, maybe we could get him for ourselves, or maybe the indoctrination might erase all that´s worthwhile on the kid." Constantin Valdor Ponders.
"What I know is that I don't want that magic in the hands of the other warlords, or mars, or the ruinous powers. In an ideal scenario, we take control of it, in the worst case, we might need to eliminate the anomaly, so it won't be turned against us. " Malcador says, in a pragmatic way.
"I will deal with that, personally." Constantin Valdor says, it seems to reassure Malcador, that goes into the transport ship, he has a lot of paperwork to do, and now the issue is fully in reliable hands.
Back into the derelict Battleship
The fire fight is intense, the creatures drop from the roof, climb the containers like spiders, and dash at superhuman speeds. The lasgun beams shine in the dark alleys, as the sound of chainsword echoes, the commander splitting the creatures apart with gore spreading around the walls and containers.
Shirou's eye of the mind makes him feel a chill and he rolls on the ground, just in time to prevent his head from being decapitated by a lightning fast claw attack from a genestealer that pounced on him from a dark shadow.
The creature is covered in lasgun shots and fall dead on the ground, the battle become more intense, some of the scouts start to be pierced by spikes shot from the giant patriarch and lasgun shots fired by the more sentient and humanoid creatures, screams of pain and agony and the gurgle of a soldier drowning on his own blood can be heard.
Shirou dash forward, projecting kanshou and bakuya, he deflects spikes shot at him, 20 meters, he is closing on the giant creature, it growls, and close on him in seconds, the giant claw descends, Shirow rolls to the side, the claw carve the ground like it's nothing. Another claw goes in Shirou 's direction and he jumps, barely avoiding the slash, rolling on the arm of the creature and standing up running on it. After 3 steps, the third arm of the creature punches the kid that tried to block, reinforcing his swords that he crossed, and his body.
The young magus crash against a container with enough strength to slightly crack his hibs, and cut a massive gash on his head, he is bleeding and his vision blurs, he is dizzy, the creature don´t stop and advance against him, opening it´s massive maw to swallow him whole or at least half his body, he tries to move, but a invisible force lock him in place, he can feel something that resemble magecraft, a purple aura lock him in place, the monster, is a psyker too, like Sarah.
"Pick someone your own size beast!" The commander yells.
The commander intervenes, jumping with his chainsword and charging at the creature side, the blade pierce deep, the sound of chainsaw cutting flesh echoes through the entire area, the creature screams, hitting the captain with the fourth arm throwing him that falls rolling into the ground, still hitting the floor hard.
Shirou see another of the scouts being impaled by a spike, he grit his teeth, yes, he is far from Terra, no magical energy in the atmosphere, he remember how his circuits were damaged when he arrived on this universe, how immature they were as they were unused child circuits, and how he got almost mana sick due to the higher mana on atmosphere, not enough to match the age of gods, but higher than his former world.
Still, there was no gaia to crush his magic, and he had more circuits now, of higher quality, and most of them, repaired, it was not impossible, even with his smaller OD, his skill with his magecraft had no equal in all alternate timelines, he had all their experience combined, and without gaia, it was cheaper to use it, it was not impossible.
OST: Emiya theme "time alter" version.
"I am the bone of my sword… Rho Aias"
The small kid this time materializes a single flower petal from Rho Aias, blocking 3 spikes from the creature that bounce on the now, high rank conceptual shield. The creature growls, and dash, being hit by several bolter rounds from the commander.
"Steel is my body, and fire is my blood."
The soldiers start to retreat more fleeing their now infested defensive location, forcing a way out of the crates, filled with gene stealers, the two groups again merge into one, back to back, firing at all sides, surrounded.
"I have created over a thousand blades."
The Genestealer Patriarch sidestep the Shield of Aias, and strike, Shirou avoids jumping to the side, with his reinforced legs, panting, the Shield of Aias vanishes.
"Unaware of loss, nor aware of gain… Withstood pain to create many weapons, waiting for one's arrival…" Shirou chants, like in a trance.
The commander arrives at his side and unloads the bolter, which hits the creature hard, but the massive bulk and armor of the beast, plus the telekinetic shielding, a purple ominous aura, keep the damage superficial. The creature opens it´s giant maw again and pounce, trying to swallow Shirou whole.
"I have no regrets, this is the only path, my whole life was unlimited blade works!"
The creature close it´s maw, for a second, the entire world went black, the creature notice it´s maw it´s empty, Shirou smirks, everyone appear on a grassy field, with countless swords that extends to the horizon, the blue sky shine, blinding the creatures and briefly even the soldiers, used to the darkness of the ship. The scouts are all behind Shirou, as the commander, in awe, the creatures, all piled together with the Genestealer Patriarch, the creature feels something is wrong, it howls.
"What the hell?" says the Commander.
"Shirou Emiya is not a magus that creates swords, he is allowed only one magic, to create a world with an unlimited number of swords." Shirou says, everyone in the place freezes, even the genestealers, with higher intelligence that they let be known, understand the situation.
The creatures advance, being impaled on the ground by a rain of swords, that fly in a ballistic angle, falling from the sky in a swarm that dismember the creatures, the Genestealer Patriarch growls and advance, deflecting several with it´s telekinesis.
"This is my world beast. I will show you who the ruler is here." Shirou says dashing forward, the creature's legs are pinned on the ground, a massive sword flies in the direction of the beast, splitting it in half. It´s Ig Alima, the giant divine construct, the momentum that makes the sword tear the ground many meters past the monster, that's split in half, barely "alive" due to its monstrous regeneration. The kid projects a bow, and a spiral sword that he aims at the creature.
"Caladbolg II!" He fires the spiral sword, as a broken phantasm, the sword hit the creature trying to reconnect itself, and explode, a massive explosion, the sword was on purpose, degraded to keep the explosion contained, the creature is made into pisces, then suddenly, in a flash of light, everyone is back on the hall, surrounded by dismembered creatures. After seconds of shock and awe, the soldiers lift their weapons and cheer, screaming loudly, before Shirou collapses, overstrained, after forcing his circuits to the limits, and burning all his Od on that brief use of his reality marble.
