Biel-Tan Terrace
"So this is the ship right here?" Doom asked as he looked at it up and down, he had to say, even back on Mars the UAC didn't even have anything close to good like the giant ship in front of him.
Complete with a deadly arsenal of cannons and such, gleaming Solar Sails glowed behind it, as the Ship took up almost an entirety of the space dock.
"Yes, Eliarenath's Gift. She used to be a Cruiser, but after she saw much fighting, the Eldar of Biel-Tan decided to transform her into a battlecruiser." Arlecchino said, as he walked up next to Doom.
"Y'know Arlecchino, How come your possibly the only one of these Arrogant pricks to actually be cool with me being Human and all?" Doom asked to which the Troupe master merely shrugged before chuckling
"Like I said, The first step to becoming a Harlequin, is to drop all sense of pride. Our whole existence is like a play, everyone plays a part in it, therefore making us equals as actors." The Troupe master said before continuing, "The fact that my God, Ceogorach, spoke of you in the black book and of your deeds mere hours ago, made us depart immediately. A lot of my troupe is very eager to meet you, Especially a few of the Arebennian."
"Arebannian?"
"Solitaires, those who tread the path of Damnation, whose souls were doomed to be devoured by She who thirsts, you saved them from a horrible fate."
Doom shrugged, "So long as nobody wants me to sign their ass then I'm fine with it." Arlecchino chuckled before walking away, disappearing as if he was never there. Doom looked around for a second before deciding what to do.
"Alright, I guess it's time I should start boarding." Doom said as he saw the platforms of the ship begin to open, with Mariner's using Grav equipment to lug heavy boxes and supplies.
He looked at the 80 flights of stairs, before looking at the open balcony.
The choice was obvious.
Craft Port
"It is an honor to have you aboard Farseer." The Eldar Captain said, giving a bow.
The Farseer nodded, "Like wise Captain, I am glad you chose to help us despite the obvious concern."
"Hm, If me and my crew must go near the Eye of Terror than so be it, a chance to save our goddess Isha is worth it. Besides, I wouldn't go against the judgement of the Harlequins."
"I suspect they have boarded already?"
"Yes, my Crew hadn't even seen them walk in. I guess we do not know all of their sec-"
A loud bang was heard, throwing small wraith bone chunks everywhere. The two Eldar broke away from their conversation before looking at the disturbance. A bunch of Mariners who were boarding were immediately startled as many of them jumped a bit back.
Doom slowly rose off the ground from his kneeling position.
"Sorry about that, It was quicker than the stairs."
Macha sighed in disappointment before walking inside the ship whilst the Captain looked at the Marine in shock. "That was ancient wraith bone pavement that you just cracked!"
Doom looked at the ground, "Oops." before walking onward into the ship.
The Eldar Captain shook his head in disbelief, before walking in after the Doomslayer.
Eliarenath's Gift
"Huh, pretty spacious." Doom said as he walked alongside Macha and the Captain.
"Of course Mon- I mean Doomslayer, every Eldar ship is built in this way." The Captain replied.
They walked down another hallway, with Mariner Path's who were busy organizing the cargo hold. A few Mariners what they were doing as they looked at the Doomslayer in curiosity.
"Is he really the one who killed She who thirsts?"
"What's with the Armor? All my path of sailing and I've never seen anything like it."
"How can he say he's killed Daemons before? He's no aspect warrior, not even one of those Space Marine brutes."
Doom promptly ignored them, following the Captain and Farseer inside the strange looking grav elevator. The elevator slowly rose up, passing by more platforms full of Mariners who were organizing equipment.
"So, where are we heading to?" Doom asked, attempting to break the ice.
"To the bridge, me and the Captain will have to speak in private. However we can discuss where you will be residing at." Macha said. Doom scoffed.
"Eh, don't worry. Just put me on any floor. I don't really need much sleep."
"Very well then. Regardless you will be given a room in the barracks." Macha said before the elevator stopped at a platform, this time with a bunch of various Aspect warriors who looked at Doom before back at the Farseer.
Doom looked stepped off, his boots thudding against the ancient metal of the ship before looking around the place. It seemed like a shared place between warriors, something he used to have when he was a night sentinel. However they stared at him, some with glares as they watched him walk by.
He turned the corner, into another array of warriors who were preparing their gear. They stared at him as well, pausing whatever they had been doing.
He ignored them and kept on walking, until what looked to be a Striking Scorpion stood up in his way. His helmet hid the Eldars glare as he looked down upon the Human.
"You do not belong here with the rest of us Warriors Mon-Keigh." The Eldar warrior said in a angry tone. Doom sighed behind his helmet before looking up at him.
"Wow Genius, who the fuck tipped you off?" Doom said, The Eldar raised an eye.
"Was that Sarcasm I sensed out of your-" Without a word, Doom walked right past the Warrior. Completely ignoring him.
"Hey Mon-Keigh! Look at me when I am-" As soon as the Eldar placed a hand on the Humans shoulder, Doom immediately reacted.
Within an instant his hand shot forth, grabbing the Warriors green gauntlet before twisting it without effort. The sound of bone being displaced and metal bending immediately sounded, before blood gushed out. The Scorpion grunted in pain before kneeling down as he stared at his now ruined hand before glaring back up at Doom, his green gauntlet now bloodstained.
Doom whistled, "Damn, you actually took it like a fucking man. Shame your an asshole though." Doom said as he walked off. Leaving the rest of the warriors silent.
Doom's Quarters
The room was small, not like Doom even cared in the first place. Anything that was bigger than a demonic sarcophagus was better in his books. It even had a small window which was surprising, as it showed the confines of the craft world as well as space.
He took off his helmet before sighing. A lot of shit apparently can happen in one day. First being banished to hell, and then now helping a completely alternate plane of existence fight off there own form of Demons.
"Hey Kane, You in there?" Doom said as he took off his gauntlet.
There was a pause until he heard the god speak, "My name is Kaela Mensha Khaine! Address me by my proper title or else I wi-"
"Why did you try to posses me?"
"What? What type of Question is that?!" Khaine said out of Genuine confusion.
"The good kind."
Khaine paused, Doom imagined the God of War gritting his teeth in anger.
"It is none of your Business! All who I choose will serve me in the end!"
"Says the dumbass who's stuck in my Hand."
"Silence! This...! This... Is merely a minor setback to-" Doom immediately shut up the God by putting his gauntlet back on.
"Yea keep thinking that bro." He looked around the room before feeling the ship lurch forward. He caught off guard a bit, but he could tell the ship was moving. Looking at the window, Eliarenath's Gift slowly approached the giant webway portal in the middle of the port.
Doom watched on with anticipation as the ship got closer and closer, before he knew it the front end of the ship seemed to go through followed by the middle.
Finally the white portal seemed to get closer and closer before enclosing around the ship. Within seconds, they were in a new sector of space. Lightyears away from Biel-Tan.
Doom yawned a bit, he couldn't help but feel a tiny bit disappointed. After all he was expecting some crazy FTL shit to happen. Regardless, he sat there for a moment before deciding to do something.
He walked up to the Doorway of his room before pressing a button to open the door.
Just to see the face of a Masked Harlequin.
Doom was a bit surprised at first. The Harlequin's mask seemed to be that of sadness, depicting a blank face with two Demon like horns protruding out of it and his clothing seemed to be a hooded trench coat.
Doom looked at the corridor to see if anyone else was their but it was simply just the one Harlequin who continued to look at him.
"Um... Hey?" Doom said as he waved at the Harlequin, the Eldar simply tilted his head before taking his hand and waving back. Doom chuckled awkwardly at first.
There was a long pause, "So uh, Can I help you?" Doom asked, the Harlequin continued to stare at him.
"Oooookay, That is kinda fucking weird." Doom thought before looking at the corridor again, this time walking past the Harlequin as he walked down the hallway. He heard footsteps, he turned his head sideways just to see the Harlequin following him.
Doom decided to just let the Eldar do whatever before he continued walking, his new Friend trailing close behind him.
He was walking around the next corner until he bumped into someone he really didn't want to bump into.
That Eldar named Arileth.
The Howling banshee exarch glared at Doom for a split second before her body language stiffened. Doom raised an eye in confusion before following the look back at the Harlequin who was following him.
He looked back and forth between the two, before deciding to speak.
"Sooo... Can someone mind telling me what's going on?" Within a second Arileth pulled the Doomslayer by the shoulder and around the corner.
"What do you think your doing!? Do you not realize what that is?" The freckled Eldar said rather heatedly.
"Who? That dude back there?"
"Yes! That is a Arebannian!" Doom remembered Arlecchino mentioning something about that.
"Huh, So that's why he was following me." the Marine said. "And that is bad because...?"
"Because...! Because... His soul is doomed to be-"
"Woah, Woah, Woah. I don't think that is the god damn case now. I freed them when I killed that perverted motherfucker."
Arileth Sighed, "Regardless, Mon-Keigh-" Arileth said as she gritted her teeth in annoyance, "Speaking to a Arebannian is tantamount to death."
"Aww shucks, Said it like you cared for me." Doom said as he began to grow pissed.
Arileth glared daggers at him, before walking down the hallway and into her own quarters.
Doom grunted, "Real Smooth Dumbass..." He thought to himself. He turned around just to come face to face with the supposed Solitaire again as it looked at him in curiosity.
"Alright bro, what the hell's the deal? Why are you following me around the place?" The Harlequin paused for a second, before holding out something to the Doomslayer.
It looked a bit like a exotic gem, it gleamed and glowed as if filled with some form of unknown energy. The Solitaire motioned the Doomslayer to hold out his hand which he hesitantly did before the Harlequin dropped it in his hand.
He then heard something, it was very faint but he could hear it. "Thank you." was all the voice said. Doom looked back up to the Solitaire whilst the Solitaire stared blankly at him.
"Uh, your welcome?" Doom said to which the Solitaire nodded before walking backwards into the corner, disappearing like he was never their.
The Doomslayer merely sighed before looking at the Elevator and back at the new piece of Jewelry.
He needed a fucking drink.
The In Between
There was nothing but darkness, between reality and the warp.
Nothing could survive here, the only things that could ever deserve this place was the damned. And Legion they came to be.
Rising up from the Darkness of this world, they heard his divine words.
"He brings Doom to Daemon kind."
Hatred boiled beneath their Armor, as fire began to strike. Their armor now glowed with embers as they rose from the darkness.
"Aid him." was all they heard before his divinity caste out his own consciousness.
The cursed Marines stood their, within the Darkness. Thinking, boding their time.
And when the time came to be right, they would fight alongside him to put an end to Daemonkind.
The Legion of the Damned had been awakened, and they were Angry as hell.