Authors Note: I made minor edits to Chapter 6, cuz there wasn't enuf Cigar smokin by CREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEED! K bye.
Commorragh
The city of Dark Eldars was a nest of depravity to the highest degree. Dark and sharp towers spired to the sky, holding corpses of various races, with some of them still alive as they groaned in pain.
Dark Eldar were within the streets, trading and selling slaves in order to make a profit, or for more Carnal pleasures as they browsed particular sections which appeased them. After all the populace of Commorragh were in a happy mood.
No longer did their souls feel the pull of being eaten away by the Chaos God Slaanesh.
Therefore a lot of Commorragh felt blessed in a way, with a even more excess of pleasure and pain being spread to as a celebration as screams of agony were heard from most buildings. Carrying out the exact same rituals which led to their peoples downfall.
The Supreme overlord Asdrubael Vect sat on his throne which glowed with maleficent purple energy. Skeletal remains were placed on display all over the place as a sense of sadistic fashion in Dark Eldar culture.
His female human slave clung sadly onto his throne as the Supreme Overlord stared idly, drumming his fingers in thought. His retainers stood by him, their masks glowed a bright sinister red.
A torn up Slave slowly walked in, what race he was no longer mattered as the amount of wounds he carried were simply too many to tell.
"S-Supreme Master Asdrubael V-Vect..."
The Overlord turned his head slowly, "Speak slave."
"T-Trueborn Magadh w-wishes to speak with you." The Slave said. Vect's face scrunched up in displeasure for a moment, he knew the the arrogant Trueborn held his own small pirating fleet of ships because of his elevated status.
He hated Trueborns, they simply had everything handed to them like spoilt children. Vect himself was born as a lowly slave but he carved his own bloody path in the streets of Camorragh to Archon, and then to supreme Overlord after the dastardly scheme of taking the Forgehammer and getting the space marines to unknowingly kill his opposition for him. Making him the most powerful Archon there is.
"Ugh, Send him in." Vect said in disgust as they Slave quickly retreated. Within a few moments, Magadh revealed himself followed alongside a Sslyth and Incubi bodyguard. Vect could already tell that the Arrogant Dark Eldar was attempting to gain the status of Archon with the retainers he took with him.
"Supreme Overlord Asdrubael Vect." The trueborn said as he smiled crudely before bowing. His ghostplate armor was black as death with skulls tied around the waists and shoulder pads.
Vect scoffed, "Amateur." the Supreme Overlord thought. With luck, maybe he wouldn't even have to kill the Trueborn if he ever became Archon. If Magadh's arrogance kept up in a fight. Perhaps a stray bolter to the head would end him, or maybe he would die from an overdose after ranking up. Vect smiled to himself at the thought.
"Yes, Yes. What is it Trueborn." Vect said as he prepared to listen to the waste of his time.
Magadh stopped bowing before standing up, "As you may have known, She who thirsts has been somehow... Silenced I suppose the word is. And with the demand for slaves being higher than ever. I thought it would be best to scout out new possibilities."
Vect almost yawned but continued listening.
Magadh took that as an opportunity to continue, "A few of my scouts have reported our craft world kin from Biel-Tan have sent out a generous singular battle cruiser in the Segmentum Obscurus."
The supreme Overlord raised an eye, now he was curious.
"So... I simply wished to ask, if you will graciously permit it. To allow me the rights to the ship." Magadh said as he gave a sadistic smile.
Vect paused for a bit before giving his answer, "Very well."
"Ah, you made a smart choice Oh supreme Overlord." Magadh said as he bowed.
Vect merely yawned, however before Magadh was let out the doorway, the Overlord spoke again. "Oh and Magadh. If I find you by any chance, Happen to have any sign of misintent against me. Then I'm afraid your Trueborn title will not help very much in the foreseeable future."
Magadh turned around, his face paling a tiny bit before leaving quickly. His retainer following behind him.
"Now that the fool is gone, Why has Biel-Tan simply sent a single cruiser into that sector of space... This cannot be a coincidence." Vect had his suspicions that his craftworld kin had something to do with the Disappearance of Slaanesh and the disturbance in the warp.
The Overlord merely shrugged before turning his head at the Female slave, using his head to gesture that he wanted to go upstairs. The Human woman nodded sadly before being pulled by Vect to the further reaches of the tower whilst his guards stood by his throne.
Vect needed a lot of thinking right now.
Elianareth's Gift
"-Then we plot a course for Lethe, before heading straight to the Ocularis Terribus."
The Farseer nodded at the Captains words as the spacious bridge was being worked on by a few Mariners, who plotted out new courses and operated specific parts of the ship.
"Very fine Captain, However in the case of a-"
A loud bang was heard, showing Doom face flat against the floor and the elevator partially tilted before putting itself back into it's original position. The Doomslayer got up before brushing his armor off.
The Farseer groaned in frustration, "Doomslayer, why are you here on the bridge? I specifically told you to-" Doom cut her off however.
"Yeah, I got lost though. How the hell do you guys find your way around this god damn labyrinth?" Doom asked, the Captain gave a polite cough before speaking.
"Well, uh. Doomslayer, there is a map next to every Grav lift."
Doom looked behind him, and sure enough there was a map. One that he ignored before coming onto the elevator.
"Oh..." Doom said before looking back at them. "So, what have you two eggheads been doing?" Doom said as he walked up to the two of them. Doom took a glance at the holographic map.
"huh, is this the Milky way?" Doom asked as he recognized the star patterns.
"Um, yes Human. I'm surprised you do not know that already." The Captain said.
Doom merely shrugged, "Yeah, stupid question. But considering that I've come to a reality with it's own version of Hell being the Warp, there sure are a few innocent similarities." Doom said as the Farseer raised an eye before leaving silently to examine something that caught her attention.
The Marine looked around before remembering something, "Oh yeah, do you guys have any idea what the hell this thing is?" Doom asked as he held out the Gem that the Solitaire gave him, The Captains eyes widened.
"Why, that's a spirit stone! What are you- Who gave you that!?" The Captain asked in shock, Doom simply scratched the back of his head.
"A Solitaire, apparently he wanted to thank me." The Captains face paled as Doom said the sentence.
"I- Very well... I suppose you can-"
"Captain, Farseer! You might wish to see this."
The Captain looked away from Doom as he walked up to the Mariner,
"What appears to be the problem Mariner?"
The Mariner paused for a second before responding. "There appears to be a cruiser and a few escorts, she has the colors of Craftworld Alaitoc." The Mariner said, the Captain's face twisted in confusion.
"Alaitoc? Why are they out here?" The Captain asked, "Very well, Hail them an-" The Farseer immediately came up alongside the two Eldars whilst Doom looked around the place.
"Power up the weapons, those are Mimic Engines in use." The Farseer said, the Captain looked back and immediately noticed the supposed friendly ships colors shift, as if it was some kind of image.
"Very well Farseer. Power up the Pulsar lances!" The Captain said, within an instant of saying those words, the Fake friendly's revealed there true selves.
The largest ship adorned blades and was painted in the color of blood with blades that adorned the front of the 5 km long spacecraft. It's smaller corsair class escorts carried a similar design but were way smaller than the bigger cruiser.
Doom walked up behind the Captain, "Who the hell are these guys?" The Captain hissed in anger before gritting his teeth.
"Our cousin's, the Eldarith Ynneas. A disgrace to our race." The Captain said, before he saw the enemy ships battery charge up. "BRACE!" The captain yelled before a dark matter shot scored over the bridge, striking the back end of Elianareth's Gift. The ship shuddered before stopping.
"Isha Damn it! They have disabled our sails, were immobile!" The Captain said before speaking through the intercom, "Attention to Fighter bay, prepare all fighters and bombers for takeoff."
"Awesome, can I get a fighter?" Doom asked, Macha simply looked at him.
"Stay here doom, there is nothing much you can do." the Farseer said before rushing to the Grav Lift.
"Hey wait! You can't just-" The Farseer disappeared within the moment. Doom paused, "And she just did." before grunting in annoyance.
The Captain looked at Doom with a serious face, albeit a tiny bit sympathy. "Farseer's orders Doom, now I suggest you leave. I have a ship to command." The Captain said before standing on a pedestal to command his crew.
Doom looked at the grav lift glumly before slowly walking towards it. Not before he looked at the map to see where he was going.
That was when he spotted a sector of the ship simply titled escape pods.
A smile grew on his face as he walked into the elevator, pressing the button to go down.
He had an idea.
Torture of Isha
Magadh laughed as his cannons easily struck a blow, effectively immobilizing the Craft world ship. "Move us forward and prepare us for bording action." Magadh said before comfortable reclining back into his throne like seat as his two retainers stood by.
Magadh looked to his left, his newest conquest stared down in the floor, her white hair concealing her face as her body was draped in a loose fitting bikini and loincloth. "What's wrong Slave? You should be happy, were getting rid of Xeno's like your corpse emperor always wanted." Magadh said before laughing.
The Trueborn noticed she still was looking down, He pulled on the chain "Look at me when I talk to you." Magadh said as he hissed in anger, her head was pulled to him as her face was revealed, scrunched up in discomfort. Magadh smiled, remembering the great scheme he had planned, attacking a imperial relief ship which happened to have a few Sisters of battle on board. Although admittedly, they had cost him a lot of warriors to get a hold of them. They were worth the effort as they were sold off, himself keeping the prettiest of them all.
"That's better, I suppose I will have to teach you better manners when we come back to Commorragh." The Dark Eldar said before peering back out the bridge as his ship move forward, preparing to board the ship.
It was then he noticed a escape pod.
Elianareth's Gift
"Darkstar 2 and 3, engage the enemy fighters. Eagle 1 and 4 take out those escorts, we need to equalize this fight otherwise-!"
"Uh Captain."
"What is it Mariner!?"
The Eldar simply pointed out the window, as a Escape pod flew off alongside the fighters as it shoddily turned and steered to avoid gunfire.
"Oh for Isha's sake." The Captain said, before turning around and seeing that Doom was no longer there. The Captain already had an idea where he was knowing he was the only Human on board.
"The Farseer is going to kill me..."
Escape Pod
"HOW THE FUCK DO I DRIVE THIS THING!?" Doom thought as he stared at the advanced controls, he had managed to steer it but albeit in a very simple manner. Until then however, he resorted to pressing random buttons which really didn't help anything.
Looking ahead, he saw the Torture-class cruiser ahead as it reserved it's fire.
"The Red button Mon-Keigh! Press the Red button!" Khaine spoke before turning silent.
Doom looked to the side before seeing a friendly Eldar interceptor fly by next to him. The Eldars face was priceless as it looked at Doom, the Marine gave a salute before pressing the button which instantly propelled him forward at an even faster rate.
He was getting closer to the Cruiser, as it launched Razorwing Jetfighters and Raven Fighters to intercept the Craftworld ships, completely ignoring the Escape pod. Big mistake on their behalf.
With his goal now closer, Doom used the only useful button, the big red button, allowing him to go at a tremendous speed towards the hull of the Dark Eldar cruiser.
"And here we... Go." Doom thought before he buckled himself in.
The Escape pod crashed into the hull, breaching it like a torpedo.
Torture of Isha
Magadh laughed even harder than before as he watched the pathetic thing hit his hull. Although it managed to breach, no person could possibly ever survive that. "Get the Slaves HAH! to work and block off that section later. Heha!" The Dark Eldar said between gaps of fresh air before finally subsiding.
His serious face back on as his ship got ever more closer, it was about to become boarding time, and it would need all of his focus.
Little did the Trueborn know, a lot of shit was about to hit the fan.
In the breached deck, the pod blocked out all of the vacuum. A black door opened at the other side, allowing a bunch of Kabalite Warriors came in who then Investigated the crash.
One of the warriors scoffed as he looked at the wreckage, "How far has our race fallen to endure in such stupidity? That was an act that would make an Ork proud." The Kabalite said before the rest of the warriors chuckled.
One of the squad members walked up to it to peer through the window.
"Huh, doesn't seem to be-"
A metal hand shot through, grabbing the Dark Eldar warrior by the throat before pulling him in. The Warrior yelled in surprise before a large crack noise was heard and blood gushed out of the smokey window.
The rest of the warriors were surprised. No longer joking around, they picked up there splinter rifles as they surrounded the entrance of the pod.
The pod door was kicked open, and within a second the Dark Eldar fired. Drenching the entrance with Crystal fire.
They kept firing until there rifles clicked. They paused there before the smoke slowly dissipated.
Doom, revealed himself. Holding a headless Kabalite Warrior before tossing the body down with such force that it imploded into pieces.
The Doomslayer looked at the rest of the Warriors as they gaped in shock before quickly attempting to reload.
"Can I make a suggestion?" Doom asked, the Warriors looked at him.
"Run."
Author's second note: Okay so I have come to a matter of grave discussion, and that is if people want a Harem for Doom or not as some guy randomly PM'd me, asking me the same question. My policy is the readers choice so I want you guys to say what you think would be better. Saying that, I hope you enjoyed this chapter, I had fun typing this one up. :)