The Eye of Terror
The World Eater awoke as rage and hate was quickly pumped into him, He immediately stood up from his lying position. The place around him was in chaos, blood ran through in giant rapids, each separated by mountains of skulls whilst the sky looked as if it was on fire.
The warrior smiled, had he reached his goal? To finally fight in the blood soaked fields of his God?
"I AM AFRAID NOT WARRIOR." A booming voice said as if reading his mind.
The World eater turned, the gigantic figure of Khorne stood higher than an imperial titan. His shadowy gaze burned straight through the Chaos Marine as his godly form radiated blood lusting power.
"FOR YOU SEE, ALTHOUGH YOUR DEEDS HAVE BEEN GREAT IN MY NAME. EVEN A MOUNTAIN OF SKULLS I HAVE FROM YOUR DEDICATION." There was a pause before the voice continued. "YOU MUST PROVE YOURSELF TO ME ONE LAST TIME IF YOU WISH TO ACCESS THESE BLOODIED FIELDS."
The Champion of Khorne kneeled before his god. "Anything, ANYTHING FOR THE BLOOD GOD!"
"GOOD." Khorne said. "THEN FIND THIS MORTAL," A vision of a man wearing green armor appeared,"AND GIVE ME HIS SKULL!"
"ONLY THEN YOU SHALL ASCEND TO DAEMONHOOD!"
Kharn the Betrayer woke up atop of a pile of skulls he had recently claimed before passing out randomly, his Khornate Berserkers that had joined him for carnage stood around him confusion.
Within a second he jumped down, his metal leggings thudded against the giant puddles of blood from the amount of dead Slaanesh Chaos marines that didn't offer any challenge to the Khornate warband he joined.
"BRING UPON ME THE STRONGEST OF CHAOS LORDS! KHORNE HAS GIFTED UPON ME A VISION! KILL THE GREEN ARMORED MORTAL!" The Legendary warrior said as he lifted Gorechild in the air and revved it up, A call to violence.
Immediately the warriors of Khorne around him cheered to their blood god Khorne as they rallied behind Kharn, yelling and screaming chants for there god, it was the calling of a new Dark Crusade.
"BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD! SKULLS FOR THE SKULL THRONE!"
Rage against Rage.
Elianareth's Gift
The Doomslayer arrived back at the ship to see the reparation effort already in affect, A bunch of dark Eldar corpses were piled by the side before being burned a blue fire, completely disintegrating the remains of them without leaving a trace. This allowed the Mariners to repair and clean any of the damage from the ensuing fight.
A few dead aspect warriors, had their spirit stones taken as the precious jewels were taken below ship to a very closely guarded place.
Doom walked through the airlock, kicking away a Dark Eldar body into the fire before walking onward with the unconscious Sister of battle on his shoulder.
A few warriors looked his way as he walked past them, they immediately backed up in shock. "What?" Doom asked before looking at his armor, "Oh."
The color wasn't even green anymore, just pure red from the amount of blood that he had spilt from his enemies. Not only that, he bet he must have smelled really awful as well.
"I would suggest to get your armor cleaned at the showers Doomslayer, it is rather... Repugnant to look at." he heard a voice say before turning, revealing Macha walking with her singing spear in hand.
The Doomslayer grumbled, "Sure... You guys got a place I can put her in?" Doom said as he gestured to the unconscious form on his shoulder, Macha raised an eyebrow.
"There is a grav cell in the lower decks. My Warriors shall take her to it." The farseer said, Doom wordlessly walked past her into the grav lift. "By the way, I wish to thank you on behalf of my Warriors, word has it that you assisted a great deal in ending the battle."
"Don't mention it." was all Doom said, before pressing the button and heading down. The troupe master came up beside the Farseer.
"Farseer Macha, I would recommend to... Not have your warriors criticize him in the foreseeable future." The Harlequin said before walking past her, Macha tilted her head in confusion before dismissing the thought and walking to where she was needed.
Elianareth's Gift Shower's
Doom looked around in the expansive but empty stall ways of the shower room, the first armor piece he was removing was already his helmet as he plopped it down on a bench. He immediately occupied one of the stalls before turning on one of the strange faucets.
Streams of water came pouring out as it splattered against his armor, however even that wasn't enough as the dried flaky blood still remained on. The marine grumbled as soon as he realized he would need to individually clean it off, something which he wasn't to fond of.
So without further ado, he went to work. Grabbing a unique looking sponge before attempting to scrub it off as he took off each individual piece.
He took off the sponge in order to squeeze the blood out, only for half the sponge to look like it had been eaten off. Doom looked back at his armor before realizing that it was still covered in acid from the Haemonculis fight, some of the compound dribbled off before corroding a hole in the metal floor.
"Gah, SHIT!" Doom yelled before attempting to find another sponge.
"Trouble?" A female voice asked from the next stall.
Doom looked to the left stall with a hint of surprise, before his attitude straightened. "Yeah, you don't happen to have anything that won't get destroyed by fucking acid?" there was a pause before the voice spoke.
"Here." before a strange blue gel like sponge was thrown over the stall door, "This should neutralize it."
Doom recognized the voice, it belonged to Arileth. The Howling banshee who seemed to dislike him, why was she helping him now?
"Thanks." was all the Marine said before applying the sponge to the chest piece, it worked like a charm as the acid seemed to dissipate. Allowing for a further clean of the armor. However the Doomslayer raised an eye in suspicion, "What the hell is up with you today?" he asked as he cleaned out his shoulder pad.
"Excuse me?"
"You know, ever since I arrived on this god damn ship, you pretty much treated me like the anti-christ." Doom said as he removed a wad of brain matter from the hidden kink of his gauntlet. "What gives?"
There was a pause, "I... Was too harsh on you." The Eldar confessed.
Doom chuckled, harsh wasn't even a word for the marine considering how his life was. Constantly stuck between planes, fighting being his companion and death being his only friend with the exception of VEGA of course. "What made you think that?"
"Is that sarcasm or a question?"
"Both."
Arileth paused once more, Doom could imagine her smirking ironically. "Well, I had believed I owed it to you for saving Eldar lives. First you attempted to not kill us... Despite Khaela Mensha Khaine attempting to make you his avatar. And for today, assisting in ending the battle so more could live to fight another day." There was another pause before she spoke, "Thank you."
Doom washed out the last piece of his leggings before sliding it back on him, his form now shirtless as he cleaned off the rest of the armor with various scratches from Demonic entities adorned his skin.
Both his palms however, adorned Demonic looking runes. They were there for a reason, a reason which he didn't like.
He quickly stepped out of the stall, putting his now clean and shiny armor back on. He spotted Aspect armor lying on a bench, possibly belonging to Arileth. "Well, for whatever it's worth. It was good talking to you too. Now I gotta check up with Macha to see what the fuck were going to do with the guys we saved."
The female Eldar didn't reply behind the stall door as the faucet for her booth was still on, apparently she was still deep in thought.
Doom simply shrugged before leaving the shower room. When the Doomslayer left, Arileth let out a quiet sigh.
Elianareth's Gift Bridge
"Ah, Doomslayer. I am glad to see that the whole... Episode, with the escape pod didn't end your life." The Captain said, looking away from the farseer when Doom walked off the lift.
"Well, Get used to it. That's only the beginning with the amount of crazy shit I'm probably gonna do."
The Captain cringed before coughing awkwardly, looking back to the farseer. "As I was saying Farseer, there is still the obvious matter at hand."
Macha nodded before turning to the Marine, "I had a vision. A vision of the future."
Doom raised an eye, "Wait... So not only are you a psychic, your a fucking fortune teller now?"
"A Wha-... Listen, that does not matter. What matters is that we need to prepare. Another major battle will occur soon, involving some form Daemonic intrusion." The Farseer said.
The Doomslayer chuckled, "Good."
The Captain and Farseer seemed a bit uncomfy at the Doomslayers willingness. The Captain coughed again before speaking, "Regardless, there is also another matter. The Slaves."
"Yeah? What about them?" Doom questioned.
"Well, you see. We are admittedly a bit surprised about the willingness to rescue them." The Captain continued.
"And...?"
"And, there is a pressing matter on what to do with them."
"So what do you usually do with them?"
"Put them down."
Doom paused for a few seconds, before speaking. "What? Why the fuck would you do that?"
The Captain merely sighed before looking at the ground. The Farseer spoke however, "Because it would be too dangerous for them, they would be persecuted by their own people. To be honest, we would be doing them a mercy rather than what the imperial inquisition would do to them."
"Jesus christ..." Doom said as he looked up in thought before looking back down. "How about we let them decide then."
"They have already told us there choice, although with great distrust. They wish to be dropped off at the nearest planet, Lethe."
"Wait, what about those blue guys? There sure as hell not Human."
"The Tau? We will have to see what to do with them, as of now they have-" Within a second the warning of the ships blared. Immediately the Captain turned, a serious look on his face. "Mariner, what is the situation?"
"I don't know Captain, but were surrounded somehow!"
"Surrounded!? Impossible, not even-" A dozen of Red Manta-ray like ships appeared in front of the window, "...Unless they had stealth drives. Isha damn it all."
Immediately the screen opened up, revealing a slightly aged looking Tau, holding next to him a power sword by the blade that was longer than himself.
"I am Commander Farsight, and I have come for my people... Eldar." The Tau simply said.
Torture of Isha
The abandoned torture deck was shrouded in black, the deceased bodies of Dark Eldar laid strewn about the place. Still mangled by the Doomslayer.
It was then the Doors at the back immediately blew up in a fiery explosion before a bunch of yelling was heard. Bluddflagg coming in first as he raised his choppa in the air, only to slowly lower it as soon as he looked around the place.
"Ah ZOG! Der's no pansies around here ta krump cuz they've already been krumped!" the Pirate Warboss said before turning around, "False alarm boy'z." The Kaptain said before walking forward in a sulking mood.
Brikkfist, followed by Spookums, and then finally Mister Nailbrain came out the doorway as they looked around the place. Bluddflagg was inspecting an dead Dark Eldar, it looked as if someone had ripped open the top half of it's body.
Spookums held a key item however, a small squig that seemed to be struggling in his grasp as the creature growled and kicked it's legs at the Ork Commando. "Gah! why'd we 'ave ta bring da squig!?
"Shut your mouth Spookums!" Bluddflagg said before looking around the place. Spookums immediately shut up as he concentrated on controlling the squig as it struggled even more.
"Geesh, look's like some of does spiky boy'z been 'ere." Nailbrain said as he looked around the place. Bluddflagg merely muttered.
"No, dis ain't no spiky boy'z doin. Otherwise dey wud 'ave there stupid alters all over da place." The Kaptain said, "Whoeva' did dis did it in orky like fashion. Just the killen and krumpin." Bluddlfagg said as he held up a Dark Eldar body, his arm looked as if it was broken in three different angles before his head had been bashed in. "C'mon boy'z, lets get to da bottom of dis."
The other three nodded before walking onwards, reaching a set of metal doors. Bluddflagg roared before kicking it down, revealing a large arena like room filled with the fleshy and charred body parts.
"Oh'z? Looks like der was a good fighin 'ere." Bluddflagg said, a giant pile of blown up grey flesh laid in the middle whilst surrounded by a bunch of dead wracks that looked as if they had been bludgeoned, shot up, and then roasted simultaneously. Brikkfist immediately used his Rokkit pack to propell himself upwards as Nailbrain checked out the nearest council as he grumbled to himself, Spookums attempted to hold the small squig steady.
"Nailbrain, find out wat da zog 'appened here."
"On it boss." The mekboy said, after tinkering with the council before smacking it with his crudely made wrench. The mekboy was able to get it working before it displayed a Eldar video feed. It seemed that the camera was situated behind the Haemonculi as it stared downwards, the camera perfectly capturing the Arena as the Green armored Human fought.
The Orks watched as they witnessed the Marine absolutely slaughter the wracks before the grotesque punched him from behind. "Ooooh, that was a proper smack." Bluddflagg said. However as they watched on, a green ball of plasma came out from the hole, destroying the last of the wracks before hitting the grotesque. Blasting a hole in it's chest, the creature was then finished off by the marine.
The green armoured figure jumped up on the platform where the camera resided at, confronting the haemonculi before the footage just ended. "Dat's all we got Kaptain."
"Huh, now wut wuz dat green weapon right der? I want me one of those." Bluddflag asked.
"Dunno, looks like somethin a real mad mek would make." Nailbrain said.
"Whatevah, we found our 'umie Mork and Gork were talkin about. Now all'z we gotta do is-"
"Boss! Ya might wanna see this."
Bluddflagg, Nailbrain, Spookums looked up to see something drop to the floor before the impact splattered blood on all of them. "Brikkfist! Ya'z got blood on me favorite hat!"
The nob looked over the railing, "Sorry boss."
Bluddflagg mumbled before looking at it, the body of the haemonculi in the video before, now with the arm and head separated from the body instead. Now the ork's definitely knew what happened to the torture master.
"Look's like the git's brain got smashed open after bein bashed with 'is arm." Spookums pointed out. The squig stopped squirming now, this time it was sniffing around the place as if it smelled food.
"Spookum's, Release the squig!" Bluddflagg yelled, the commando dropped it before the creature began hobbling towards the corpse of the Dark Eldar. It opened it's gaping mouth before taking a chunk out of the dead Eldar's thin skin.
"Now dis'll help us find the 'umie. After all, the tiny squig is a pointer." Bluddlfagg said. The squig stopped eating before calming down and looking at one direction. "Alright boy'z! The squigs got the scent! Now all we'ze gotta do is follow it!" The Kaptain yelled before turning around.
Brikkfist jumped from the platform, his metal boots thudding against the ground whilst Spookum's lifted the squig back up, to his delight it no longer squirmed. This time the squig seemed keen on facing one direction and one direction only.
The direction to Doom.