(Character change)
They stood there watching the unthinkable even as the remainder of fleets crew fought for their lives, the only thing the many captains and admirals that remained could only watch.
The entire system was lost, choked by the weight of tyranid bodies and ruined spacecraft both human and not., even now the fragments of space rocks from destroyed moons and even planets hurled towards the closest worlds to them, from time to time they would either crash into a tyranid ship or a defender spacecraft.
Truthfully no one believed that they could, would ever emerge victorious from this, too much had been lost, if the words themselves weren't ruined from all of the fighting, then the ships themselves were almost completely useless, either far too damaged or completely unable to make any warp jump of any true significance for them to bring the much needed raw material for the survivors to eat and begin to rebuild.
Yet despite all of this the Emperor had heard their desperate calls for help, from the blackness of space a fortress made itself known, it was a literal golden star who announced its arrival with the combined roars of hundreds of thousands of missiles and rail guns.
Its shields only grew as ships ran behind the fortress protection, it was like if the fortresses shadow enveloped each ship and their crews in the same way a father protected his children.
Slowly the tyranid fleet began to turn directing its strength inorder to deal with the last remaining speck of hope in this lost sector of space.
Railguns fired alongside lasers until they were welded shut from overheating, yet the fortress did not care it fired anyway if the lasers were useless then it would have to force its railguns open and with an explosive sight th welded shut railguns continued the battle until they were completely useless.
Soon the mussels began to grow fewer and fewer in number, yet even as the tyranids dissolved as they came in contact with the fortresses shields, they slowly drained away the shields power, until it was completely gone, soon voids shields sent whatever tyranids they could.
When the void shields gave out another set simply kept the hungry beasts away until once again mussels began to fire cutting away the improving hordes, finally the true threat made itself known the main tendril of this hive fleet made itself known and as the golden star vanished under the tyranid tendrils, every person felt their last shreds of hope vanish.
That is until an explosion resounded through space, streams of gold, white and green cut thru the tyranid ships at a speed no one would have ver imagined possible, they spread through the tyranid tendrils before separating into the planets, the nearby ships and the main tendrils itself.
And there in the center of it all was the fortress, roaring in defiance, weapons fired in ways the captains and admirals don't recognize, yet for all intended purposes the fortress shielded the ships that coward behind its shadow.
Soon reports of from the survivors of whatever worlds remained began to an ounce that green light had rained down from the heavens and had struck at the biggest and most internet tyranid, this caused their smaller stupider hord to begin to attack each other and handing over the planetary defenders their victories.
All captains watched as the fortress roared in a combination of white, gold lights, plasma fire and strange shields the tyranid mind screamed in agony as they main hive mind of the tyranid feed died at the fortresses power, all around the fortress the hive ships began to consume one another and from within each other.
It was over the Emperor had sent one of his champions to deal with the danger and dealt with it, it did. Where for over a thousand years the imperial defenders alongside AbHumans and aliens had failed to even slow down the enemy, the Emperor's champion had only dealt with them in a day.
This was the difference between normal men and the emperors chosen, then in what would seem like a second the fortresses golden light seemed to brighten, sensors announced that as a familiar feeling of the emperors light made itself known, that the fortresses armored body was repairing itself.
Long gone railguns stood once more, lasers that no longer existed had reformed themselves, the fortresses golden body seemed like if it had never been in a single battle, it looked as new as when it must have left the manufactorum on the day of its completion.
Suddenly a man's voice echoed thru the ships communicators, completely overriding the fleets cover defenses.
"Ill crack everyone a deal, I'll help repair your ships and rearm your troops, but as for people you are going to have to do that yourself.
All I need is that everyone agrees that there are no Xenos here, everything here is an AbHuman, do you understand you are abhumans." The man's voice said.
Rage flowed thru every imperial and alien ship, but at the end the realization began to settle, the fortress could not waste it's time here dealing with these small fries, there were greater more desperate situations to be dealt with and in truth, the fortress should not even be offering help other than wat it had already provided.
Slowly one by one in a convention of languages every surviving ship began to agree, one by one doors on the fortresses side opened and unmanned drones led the ships inside the fortress, as the ships entered the screens displace servitors arriving with barrels filled with food, water and medical supplies.
One by one ships were being declared to damaged to bother repairing them, those ships were emidiatly dismantled in order for their parts to be used in the repairing of the ships that could continue to function.
A green light brought a new ship that had never seen service arrive where the useless crafts damage bodies laid, the ship's crew no matter which it may have been watched as a new home had been given to them, right before their eyes a peace of their original home was melted and shaped in two a two-headed eagle bracelet for them to have, a reminder of what had been lost.
The few beasts that remained were led alongside their riders to a ripe of habits that were inside the fortress, soon raw material was brought in and melted or mixed with whatever chemicals were needed before being used in whatever equipment they were used for.
Outside the fortress a send fortress was beginning to take shape, within it manufactures had begun to take shape and felons and humans alike had begun to lai flame to eat ever floors already existed.
It was obvious what was happening, if the fortress could not stay then iy would leave behind something that could and would help the system to continue to like its wounds and heal its injured self.
Unbeknownst to anyone a small sphere of golden light connected with the fortress and combined with another fragment of itself, they now were one grew in power, wisdom and intelligence.
(Character change Jose)
He had left Hera behind, she had finally fallen asleep, whatever she had seen in that machine was too much for her, it had left her mentally scarred. As he returned to the bridge he found himself unable to believe his eyes the second light had arrived entirely on its own, but something else had happend, the fortress was too damaged.
He couldn't just leave anymore, so until it finished repairing itself he was stuck here, so he did the only thing he could. He offered to repair any ships that were damaged as well as rearm their forces, this would allow the fortress to get new schematics, both human and alien, while he would avoid having assassins grown at him.
Unfortunately, it seemed like good things couldn't happen in this universe with ought a hundred bad one following it. Food was running low on those worlds, among other things like machines needed to help the rebuilding process, then there was the thing about repairing so many ships.
So Jose decided to do something he really should have thought thru, he ordered the fortress to build a massive factory so the people could do wat was needed themselves.
He didn't think about the power dynamics that would result considering that the new factory would be the main forge for everyone in the sector for the following years, or the fact that because it had been made by several useless ships those ships crews would demand to own some of the fortresses floors, not to mention how the size of the newly built fortress would make an ideal place for trade and selling goods.
No all he cared about was getting out of that sector and not looking back.
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A slight tap echoed through the empty hall of the fortress, like a heartbeat of a person resonating withing a persons body. Slowly the now golden walls began to whisper, details long forgotten, were now being remembered, slowly the golden color that was consuming the fortress began to fully consume what remained of the original fortress.
Ancient eyes that did not exist opened within the fortress and a fragmented part of the God Emperor of man awakened and he was not pleased.
His power was far too weak at the moment to do anything of true significance and yet an entire sector had been saved with hardly any effort at all. Granted it would be years before the sector would even be able to ever stand on its own two feet, or become of any significant importance.
Yet the people lived and it will be from them, that Humanity would reclaim everything, the worlds in this sector rightfully belonged to them and by doing so, every alien would be spared, as they now knew their place beneath Humanity.
His none resistant eyes harden at the sight of something he didn't like, there was an Eldar shell within the fortress, yet his eyes softened and had he been able to he would have smiled, somehow Isha had been fractured and her physical form had become Human.
His eyes turned to the one and only person that mattered at the moment, the captain of the fortress and as he looked at the man he was extremely disappointed. The man screams fear with his very presence, he was by no means physically intimidating and yet he had thrown himself into the jaws of death, not only that the man had somehow found the ancient armor of Gilgamesh from the time of Babel.
His eyes turned to the banners that hung in the man's personal room and the emperor felt himself smile, slowly his fragmented thoughts began to resonate and a simple word could be heard by those with the means to hear it.
"A Crusade!"
Yet it wasn't enough, none of it was enough, the forces inside the fortress were not active at least not all of them, that changed now. The Emperor willed the forges to activate and ancient never used factories roared into life, inactive robots began to move as the many factories began to build more ships, weapons no matter the kind, armors long forgot were examined, copied and shaped into existence.
However, there was something that was missing, something that was needed to help the soldiers remember their oath and with a golden light, banners hung from the fortress walls.
Now all he could do was wait and grow in power, the last of the ships had finally left and once again the fortress began to move.
(Character Isha)
Isha cried inner sleep as she heard the whispers, he was here the Humans Emperor was here, his presence was weak and of no real importance, yet he was rapidly growing in power, already he had consumed the ship and the only safe place she had left was her garden.
She could feel her womb shake, her children that had been lost on those worlds had been brought in with the machines she had sent down into the planets below, she would soon be able to give birth to new Eldar children.
Soon pure-blooded Eldar will be born inside her garden and she would have them properly, however, there was a problem, not every human and alien had left on the ships, a lot of humans had hidden inside the fortress and with them their animals and children.
Life was flourishing now and she could see their light sparking everywhere.
She rose from her bed and walked to a large drawer that was in the room, she was looking for a change of clothes, yet there were none. What she did find however was a picture of the captain with an elderly woman, an elderly man.
His mother and father.
Isha could feel her skin itch something was happening and her eyes widened.
"Look, they mol the Humans yet their goddess is hiding amongst the humans." "Hahaha, she wants her children to rue, but their time has passed.". "Her children will kill all of the Humans and treat them as cattle, yet she still believes they can be saved." The whispers entered her mind.
"What do you want Malice!" Isha screamed.
"Why the same thing you have right now." Malice answered.
"And what would that be?" Isha said.
"Your champion, soon the Emperor will have him under his complete control and you will be nothing more than an afterthought. Something to warm his bed and satisfy his sexual urges." Malus whispered, her presence was dwindling.
"He's nothing to me, I know him not." Isha answered.
"Oh, really, is that why your children souls are now being directed to you because of him, or is it just a coincidence that your glow inside that cage is slowly growing... Tell me Isha can you feel it, the fragments are on the move and the are calling to him." Malice said.
Isha didn't say anything as Malice presence vanished, things were happening and if the Humans Emperor was moving so two were his soldiers. Yet Malice had shown herself, wanting the fortresses captain, but she wanted something else, she wanted a Human form and if Malice accomplished this she would be able to have children.
Isha slowly began to realize what Malice wanted, she wanted to accomplish what the mad two had done, she wanted to become apart of real space, with a group of children that would never vanish from existence