Hello again to another chapter of this beautiful little story. I hope you all enjoy this and so as not to keep you all waiting on to answers
MelkorSon: While the whole lemon thing I probably won't do, mostly because I don't think I could actually pull it off and because I'll let the community decide if they want that. And about Malal...he doesn't exist, shut up about it. But in all seriousness, he won't be making a traditional appearance in this story, keyword being this story. If I decide on the route I'm thinking of then he will be in the story but also be not in the story...if the makes any sense.
Notsae: Haha, ah I got to admit the idea of just unleashing the whole of 40K onto any universe is funny, but I will say this there will be very very few "gods" (if we're counting those perceived as gods such as the Emperor or the C'tan). But don't worry some will make it in.
atchoum35: Thank you and as I said before I will let very few "gods" into the story, but I will say this he may make a similar appearance just like Malal, you'll just have to see.
And to the One Guest: Yes I don't understand why Annihilation Maker is not used more. It is apart of the top 5 strongest Longinus's for a reason.
So onto the show and as a word of advice
Heresy has six letters, you are always six letters away from damnation.
Normal speech
Khorne and khornate daemon speech, metal link speech, place, or time
Slaanesh and slaaneshi daemon speech, metal link speech, quote, social cue, emphasize or thoughts
tZEenTcH's AND TzeeNTchIaN dAEmONs SpEeCH ANd mEtAl lInK SpeEch
Nurgle and nurglite daemon speech and metal link speech
ALL cHAoS GodS sPEAkINg aS mEtAl lInK SpeEch
(Authors talk)
Chapter 3: Deals, Offers, and Plans
"Ugh" I groan, last night was hell. Slaanesh would not stop trying to access my computer history and bookmarks for porn. Saying that she needed to see what I would like for when we next have "private time". Ya like that's gonna happen (If the fan's get their way it will). As I make my way through the gates I hear some idiot constantly asking people if they remember his girlfriend. "Hey buddy do you remember my girlfriend," he begins to ask. "Long back hair, cute face, pretty decent sized tits, ringing any bells,". "Dude I don't even know you, so how the hell am I gonna remember some chick you know, so move," I say. While I would have been a little more polite any other day, I was busy dealing with a pervert of my own last night. But there is something when he touched me the Chaos tattoo flared up. Might have to keep an eye on him, I think. As the day goes by, I look back on some of the information I've collected. Which is to say barely any info.
Ok, 1. If I find any friendly or at least non-stab happy supernatural entities I should try and make some sort of peace offering and get on their good side. Warfare 101 make sure you got people at your back that won't stab your back.
2. If there is more of wackos like that Freed guy I should probably be prepared when they eventually find me. So I need to train and get a gun, no, no a bolter that put a hole into the next time some priests don't like that I didn't come to the door to listen about Jesús, I think.
3. I should build up a force here on Earth to make sure I have backup in case I find something crazier or I'm staring down the barrels and swords of an army. But who to bring in is the question, I think. I could create some marines, but it would hard for them to blend in considering their massive fuck off super space soldiers. There are Eldar, but they would be spotted out due to their slight physical difference and the fact that they would see about everyone as inferior. Orks? Fuck no that's stupid, who the hell isn't gonna see the eight foot tall mushroom with guns and has non-existent hard on for large amounts of violence.
"Hmm what about the..," I begin to think out loud as I am interrupted by someone. "Excuse me Conwell correct?" I turn to see a girl with long black hair that reaches the back of her and small rectangular glasses. "Ya, that's me need something?" I ask. "I am Tsubaki Shinra, vice president of the student council," the newly named Tsubaki said coldly. "The Kaichou wishes to speak with you, I was sent to escort you to the student council's office," Tsubaki finished. What on earth does Sona want with me, I thought. "Alright then let's not keep her waiting," I said and Tsubaki nodded in agreement.
"Thank you Tsubaki, how is settling in bin going for you Luke," Sona says as me and Tsubaki enter the student council's office. Pretty quaint place the council's office a couple of drawers spaced around, a large semi-circular table with seats for all the council members, as well as a cabinet full of chin and teacups behind the table. Currently, all the council members save Sona who is sitting down and Tsubaki standing next to her, they're all standing by the wall waiting patiently. "Not bad Sona could be worse considering jet lag, so what do I owe this fine meeting for," I said. "Hmm what makes you think this isn't a social call, I could have just wanted to play a simple game of chess with you," she said cheekily presenting the chessboard in front of us with all its pieces. "Come on Sona if this were a social call you would have grabbed me yourself and had a chat with me out in the hall," I continue. "And while I would love to play against you we both know that's not the reason," I say reasonably.
While her council members are in various stages of surprise from one guy with his mouth agape to Sona's right-hand women with raised eyebrow and surprised eyes, Sona chuckled lightly and counties. "Very astute of you Luke, straight to the point then, are you a religious man?" she asks.
The question didn't catch me off guard far from it I expected something like this to happen. "Not really, while I grow up in a God worshiping household, I never was into the faith and that how I've seen religion warp people into blindly follow its beliefs," I said. I went to church every Sunday and continued to after I came to that mindset, not for myself but for my family. Sometimes you have to do things that go against your beliefs, just to make the people you care about happy. And for a while it worked, even now I can see the appeal of knowing that there is someone or something out there watching over us. But too much has been called out in the name of God. The Crusades, the Inquisition, Northern Ireland, Kashmir, the Westboro Baptist Church, and the World Trade Center. All because someone used the "it came from God" excuses to warp the minds of people and commit atrocities for their own gain. Now you may think because of this I hate religions, no I don't. I just don't like the fanaticism behind it all and how easy it can make blind fanatics.
"Hmm yes I do see your point, but that makes what I'm about to tell you a little harder for you to accept them, you see we are Devils from biblical myth," she said. I blink once, twice, and three times, "You mean demons right?" I ask. Last I check I thought there was only one devil, not multiple. "While we have been called that, we prefer the term Devil," she answers. "Uh huh and what's there to make me believe that your whoosh….Devil's," I say as Sona, and the rest of the student council all unfurl large bat-like wings from their backs.
"Ok, that will make me believe," I say, Well this is unexpected, I think. "You are taking this quite well, I would have expected you to have run or at least freak out at the sight of the wings," Soan said as she and the rest of her group pulled their wings back in. "To be honest, I have seen stranger stuff in my time," I replied. "Really you must lead an interesting life then," she asked questioningly. "Well you could say this isn't my first rodeo with something beyond human comprehension," I say as I can feel the tattoo heat up and if it wasn't for this glove probably be a mini flashlight. probably because I'm in the presence of these Devil's or maybe I now have a supernatural equivalent to a metal detector, that would be handy, I think. "Oh then tell us, I'm sure we can help," she says obviously interested in what I have seen.
"One thing at a time, so before anything else why did you want me here in the first place," I ask. "That is far I suppose, in short, we Devil's have a reincarnation system known as evil pieces," she said as she pulled out these red chess pieces which I could assume are the evil pieces. "These allow us to reincarnate humans and other species into Devils and contract them as are servants," she explained. "So it's slavery," I bluntly said. "While one could see it that way, but servants have the chance to rise through the ranks and gain high ranking statistics," she replied. "No offense but it still sound like slavery with extra benefits," I replied, I mean from what I understand that's what it is. Sona sighs in understanding "I understand your disapproval, and while my family and some others treat their servants with respect and as family, there are those that treat their servants comparable to slaves," she says with a sad look adopting her usual cold or at least calm expression. She sits then looking lovingly into the distance as if this subject brings up something and while I don't know where this thought came from I could swear I could fear something. An emotion it was calm like a cool breeze and had a longing feel to it, I could only put one word that felt right, hope.
"How about we make a deal," I ask her trying to get her out of her recent stuper. At least she asked me if I wanted to become one, even though that's probably unlikely considering my soul technically already is own by Chaos, I think. "Oh and what deal would that be?" she asked. "Well we have this chess set, and I like to be a betting man so if I win you can owe me one favor," I say. "And if I win?" she asked with a growing smile on her face interested in my challenge. "You can recruit me as your servant," I say as the tattoo flares up and causes a searing, burning pain. Fighting through it I continue. "And I tell you all about my previous encounter,". "You have yourself a deal then, so shall we begin," and with that begin the game.
cREaTor WHaT aRe yOU dOiNG, a voice calls from inside my mind. Sona moves a pawn forward. Tzeentch that you?, I question. I move a pawn forward. YEs, CrEAtoR, iT IS, nOW tELl ME wHY DId yOU pRoPOsE thIs cHAlLeNGE To THE aBOMiNAtION, he asked. Sona moves her knight into play. One how are you contacting me and I did this to get her out of her stupor, I couldn't just let her dwell on her problems like that, so this was the best course of action, I told him. I move another pawn forward. iF ThE SYMbOL gLOwS bRIgHT eNoUgh tHEn tHAt meAnS YOU ArE IN SoME SoRT oF TrOUBle AND sENdS A sIgNaL tO OnE OF uS To CoMe AnD aiD yOu aND yOu aT ANYtIMe CAn cONtAct uS aS WeLL, he told me. I move my rook onto the field. aNd wHIle i Do nOt uNDeRstAND ThESE sYMPATHIES FOR ThE aBOMiNaTiON, dId YOU REaLLy hAVe TO bET yourSELF tO sERVitUDE tO HER, he asked. The game has progressed Sona has taken 4 pawns, a bishop, and a rook. I have only taken her knight and 2 of her pawns. Look I understand your resentments towards my decision but don't worry I'm not going to lose, I told him. aT lEAST lEt mE hElp YOU tO mAkE sURE THa…, he tries to say before I cut him off. No, if I'm going to do this, I'll do it of my own skill and not by letting the warp do it for me, besides I'm doing pretty well. I currently have 6 of Sona's pawns, her bishops, and one rook and a knight. She has 5 of my pawns, and one of my knights, bishops, and rooks.
"So why would you do this," Sona asked. "I've always been a bit of a betting man, so this seemed like a good way to settle this considering that you have this lovely chessboard and pieces just sitting here," I said. It is a nice chess board wooden mahogany base with black obsidian tiles and white ivory tiles, With the pieces being made from holly tree wood and African Blackwood. Thank you, dad, for all the obscure knowledge on wood and furnishing, truly your carpeting company hired the right person. " Heh flattery won't help you win this game," she replied. "While that is true it does allow me to do this know," I say as I place Sona's king into checkmate with my knight. My rook is blocking her left my queen is blocking the right and up tiles, and my knight has a clear shot to her king, and none of her pieces can reach mine in one move. "I believe that is checkmate Sona and with that, I'll take my leave, oh and don't worry about the favor I won't be cashing that in any time soon," I say as I exit the room and leave for home.
Back in the student council's office, Sona is just sitting there shocked at what has happened. "I can't believe I missed that it's so obvious now it borderlines on being a rookie mistake," she said to herself. "Umm Kaichou?" asked her queen Tsubaki. "Since he won doesn't that make him eligible," Tsubaki began before she was interrupted by Sona. " I know Tsubaki you do not have to remind me," Sona says with a blush dusting her cheeks. "Should I inform lady Serafall and the rest of the household about this recent…," Tsubaki began to say with a ghost of a smile on her face as she knew the reaction this would get. "Tsubaki as your master I am giving you a direct order not to tell my sister about this," Sona said with a massive blush on her cheeks dreading of the embarrassment that would befall her if her sister found out about this.
"So the members of the Occult Research Club are also Devils," I say. After I won the match, I went back home to get some rest, but my changeling had come back with news. Apparently Sona's is not the only high ranking Devil in the area and that Rias is also one. "Yes, and they have added a new piece to their ranks making five in total, adding the others that makes 13 Devils in the area creator," the Changeling counties. "That is not adding the others residents in the area," it says. "What others?" I question. "There are large amount of humans with weapons and clothing similar to the one that first attacked you creator as well as four being the Devil's refer to as Fallen Angels," it answered.
I pause and think, If these fallen are aligned with more people that are like that priest than I should assume they are hostile if I encounter them. "Shall I continue to watch the Devil's," the changeling asks. "Continue watching Rias, we know little on here and I'm sure Sona won't try anything any time soon," I continue. "But find more information on these Fallen Angels and see if you can't cause some problems in their operations around here," I say. It's better to be safe than sorry, I think. "I will do what I can creator," said the Changeling and went off to complete the task it was given by its creator.
As the Changeling left I began to try and form a plan. While this is beginning to look like shit creek and I'm without my paddle, I need to a force of some sort, something that can hide easily in this environment something like…, I think. I extend my thoughts out already creating the being before me. As the shadow writhe and ripple into a crouched vaguely humanoid form, a single three-clawed hand shoots out from the shadows and slowly the being crawls it's way into the world. The being was monstrous, with four clawed hand both sets different from the other with one bearing three clawed appendages while the other two were more human-like with four fingers. Its body was made of exposed purple skin and a dark blue exoskeleton. If all other signs of this creature told you it was not of this Earth then the large bulbous head and long tongue like appendage would be a dead give away. "A Broodlord" I say as I finish my thought out loud. The Broodlord hiss and made it's way to me.
Now I have made Tyranid creatures before but there was never any connection to the synaptic network at all. The only explanation I could even come close to give for why I never felt it was that they may have been to small and that their size related to the size of their psychic link. It would have probably felt like a small tingle in the back of my skull. But this...this was different it felt like I was sharing my mind with another person, all parts of my brain felt open and in sync with the Broodlord. I could hear every thought, every feeling that the creature before me felt, I felt as well. I close my eyes to test something and concentrate on the Broodlord. As I concentrate I slowly start to see myself sitting at my chair, eyes closed and the only difference was a slightly reddish tint to the vision. I raise my hand and see myself raise my hand. Good, I think smiling to myself. As I start to leave the Broodlords vision, it comes up time and slowly nuzzled my hand. I pet the Broodlord on it's, no his head as I slowly get the sensation that this Broodlord is a "male" and also a warm feeling I realize is happiness.
"You're like a puppy, well a seven-foot-tall puppy with claws that can cut through steel, but a puppy nonetheless," I say and get what I can assume as a happy gurgling sound from the Genestealer. "Now I'm gonna be taking a lot of risks with you so I need you to listen," I say and the Broodlord stand there ready for my orders. "I am gonna need you to start building a cult in this town, now start by dragging of local prostitutes as they are the most likely as not to be missed as the only ones who will probably try and find them are their pimps and possibly the odd cop," I continue. "As you get them, try and recruit some of the homeless drug dealers, gangsters anyone like that, we will need bodies if we're gonna start breeding and if there are too many they can always serve other purposes," I say. Now I sound heartless and I possibly am but this is one of the few things that will help and if anything else all be taking a few cancers to civilization while I'm at it. "If you need to more people collect out of the city try not to abduct regular citizens or any students from the local schools," I say. The last thing I need is some parents going down to the police to try and find their missing son or daughter and go a look for them in the swears, I think. "Also there are some people that you should make top priority to avoid, if this synaptic link works like I think it does then you should be seeing some people that I mean," I say. The Broodlord pauses for a minute and slowly shakes his head as if to say he understands. "Good now go I'll contact you sometime in the future to check on your progress," I say and the Broodlord leaves with a chittering sound that I assume is its way of saying understood.
I sit there for a bit and try and gather some sort of plan. Now that that's out of the way what to do with me, even with an army at my back I still need to fight no matter how many demons or monsters I could send I'm still gonna be in the thick of it, I think. I grab my phone and start dialing, an idea already forming. "Hello is this the Kuhno academy office, yes I am a student of the academy I am calling ahead to say I will be absent for tomorrow's school day," I couture. "Reason, I'll be to going on a career interview at a personal defense school, It's name, The Brass Citadel," I replied. Where better to learn how to fight (Or die, depends on who you ask), I think.
Old Abandoned Church
I had left my creator's domain for 15 minutes now and I had tracked down the fallen again, I had tracked them to this place before I went to my creator, but now that I have been given orders to manipulate then actions I can enact the plan my master has recently sent me.
I make my entrance "Who goes there," say a fallen wearing little more than leather straps, but who appears to be the leader "gReeTiNgS fAlLeN, I Am HEre To gIVe yOu a pRopoSItiOn," I say. "First who are you and who is your master," The lead fallen had asked. "why I am eVerYoNe ripple and no one," I say as I change my form and voice to take the appearance of the lead fallen. "And my master is Tzeentch, but from your choice of outfit I believe Slaanesh is more your style," I say, HOok. "And why should I not kill you her and know creature," she asks me. I replied changing back to my original form "Do yOU nOT wiSH to oBtAIn PoWeR beYOnd COmprEhEnSIon?" I ask, LinE. Her eyes harden for a bit and replies "Go on," SinKeR, I think. "BEforE We BEgIN, DeSTroy Of or DefaCe aNy HoLy sIgIlS oR aRtIfaCtS," I say.
As the Fallen and rouge exorcist begin to listen and deface some of the remaining holy sigils, it may have been the beginnings of chaos madness or a trick on the eyes. But on that day it looked like to the former worshipers of God, that statues of angels were crying.
Kuoh City Backstreets
"Oh shit man what do we do," said a man looking to be in his late 30s. He wore a red t-shirt with a small yellow arrowhead on his right shoulder and black jeans, marking him as a member of the small gang know as the Steaks. The Steak before you is a local resident of the city mark only by his clothes and his Bōsōzoku hairstyle. His name was Shinji and he is a low-level thug, a hoodlum, and the occasional muscle for the one or two pimps. Currently he was on a job with a few other Steaks to run the rounds for a local pimp for his monthly protection money. They were currently in a local brothel, when they heard screaming. Now they assumed it was just a client being a bit rougher with the merchandise than usual but then there was the crash. So when they heard that they ran up to the stairs and saw the bloodied body of some fat businessman lying slumped against the wall with the broken fragments of the door surrounding him. They ran towards the room and looked in the doorway. Big mistake because as so as they dig that a large creature came out of it and attacked Tony their recent recruit from overseas. As soon as it started ripping into Tony the rest of the group ran not even see what had happened to the prostitute. They ran out the brothel and into the nearby alleyway to wear their car was parked.
"What the fuck else Shinji, get the fuck out of here that's what," said the local vet Eikichi who recently brought over a lot of the recruits from the states. He wore the same but with the addition of a blue bandana adding that he was a lieutenant as well as his shaved head. "Fuck guys this is not what I signed up for," said Kenny another recruit from the states and Eikichi's student. He wore that standard but had on a bomber jacket on and his blonde hair done up in a ponytail label him a foreigner imminently. "Quite Kenny it's too late to back out now, we just need to get to the car and get some guys down here to help take that fucker out," Eikichi said. "Bu... shink (Closest I could get to the sound)," Kenny tried to say before his voice was cut off by the sound of flesh being stabbed. As the two Streaks turn around to hear a loud hiss and see the thing pierced Kenny right through his torso with its three claws sticking out of the other side. As it threw him off its claws and against the wall, Shinji falls onto the ground to shocked in fear to do much of anything. "Ohh ma..my god it killed Kenny," Shinji said. "You bastard," Eikichi said as he pulled out is 1911 and fired. The creature just dodged around the shots by ducking to one side and bouncing between the walls of the ally. As the last of the bullets ran out Eikichi was bisected by the creature. All Shinji could do is try and crawl away. Emphasis on try, for as he was in feet of the car a large purple three-clawed hand grab onto his ankle and he heard a hiss. "No please god no!" was all Shinji could scream as he was dragged away.
The Broodlord needed this one alive to create hybrids, for Hivemind. It will need lot more for brood to for. But there are plenty of fresh hosts ready to be initiated into the cult, and see the greatness of the Hivemind. Whether than want to or not.
Ok finally done with this one been at it for a bit but if it keeps you all entertained then I can deal with one all-nighter.
So this chapter give you guys a little taste for what's to come, and also it's here to test whether you guys would like little side stories through into the chapters that not only follow our protagonist and stuff that directly affects him but also see what are some of his creations doing.
Also this is my own personal take on how the Tyranid synapse works for the more higher ranking bioforms, and is mostly based on that one quote and what little we know about it. Personally I think it's a giant ultimate bioform larger than any of the spaceships in 40k that just sits in a galaxy till the next one is ripe for the picking and has been given the info those the other synapse creatures. So basically like a mix of the Death Star and a radio dish/receiver.
So let me know if you would like more, cause I'll probably be able to squeeze out a few here and there. And with that I bid you guys adieu.