Authors Note: Sorry this one came out slower then usual. I was just having a busy few weeks... Because I literally just graduated today which is either great or it makes me wanna end myself. But regardless, I wanted a little moment to actually thank all of you guys.
You have been possibly the best reviewers and readers I could ever ask for.
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And I can't think of a better way to celebrate my graduation than writing my favorite story on this site. So again, thank you all!
Aegis of Fear Engines
"Look... Upon me... And-" The herald coughed before he spoke, this time he no longer had a slow pause, "-know that no one shall save you mortal." Typhus said before raising his scythe, filth began to grow around the floor around him as green bacteria began to form colony's. Definitely not a pleasant sight.
"Okay Kane... Who the fuck is this guy? And why does he look like the illegitimate child of a turd and a rotten piece of steak?"
"That 'Turd' is Typhus, the scourge of worlds, host of the destroyer hi-"
"Wait? Typhus? Isn't that a fucking skin rash?"
"Focus Doomslayer!" Doom concentrated, but not before noticing that Khaine for once didn't call him a monkey and instead a more respectable title. Kinda surprising.
Typhus chuckled before lifting both arms.
"DIE IN AGONY!" The herald yelled before the destroyer hive came to action. The insects swarming out of every crevice and crack of his armor as they flew at unnatural speeds towards Doom.
To say Doom was surrounded was an understatement.
Instead he was swarmed, like an bug that fell in a ant nest.
The Destroyer Hive was upon the Doomslayer, stinging and scratching his armor. Doom couldn't even see through his visor as one of the insects had it's disgusting body pressed against it. The bugs attempted to find a chink in his armor.
Doom attempted to swat, crushing about two of the insects. But that was only a bare noticeable amount, as about 1000's still remained.
"Khaine! Little help here asshole!?" Doom yelled, automatically his left hand began to heat up before spouting fire. The insects sped away from it, like wolves from a torch as a few slower ones were immediately burned to a crisp, there corruption purged.
Typhus paused, his scythe and gauntlet shaking with something uncontrollable.
"Khaiiiinnnee... I should have known it would be you..." The Herald said, his stature brimming with anger. "You killed Ulkair, one of Nurgles children! He was beautiful!"
Doom looked at Typhus before looking at his left hand, staring at Khaine for reference.
"Ugh, He's refering to that time in Typhon Primaris. Killing that Great Unclean One... Bought me much joy." Khaine said.
The Doomslayer looked back up at his arm before staring at Typhus. He paused before he decided to rant.
"Shut the fuck up. No one cares about you're fucking family, you over sized piece of shit."
Typhus yelled in anger before banging his scythe against the ground, automatically the plague colonies on the ground began acting up before they began to disturbingly form into shapes. And then they began to grow.
It took 2 seconds before a few figures fully formed.
Molted green humanoid creatures, just as corrupted and degenerate as there master, with a single eye to guide them. They raised there decaying weapons as they screeched out, guts out on display.
Doom had to say, these guys could give a Mancubus a run for there money on how fucked they looked.
The first one rushed towards him, rusty blade raised in the air as it screamed on the offensive. Doom took out his shotgun, blasting it's shoulder straight off. The daemon screeched as it slowly attempted to regenerate, only for Doom to press his shotgun against it's heart, blasting another hole as the creature turned into sludge.
The other two rushed forward, seemingly angered by the loss of their younger brother. Doom didn't really give a shit as he caught the arm of the first one, kicking his leg forward before effortlessly ripping off the appendage.
The creature grunted in surprise before Doom shot his hand forward, grabbing onto it's singular eyeball before pulling. The ocular organ came loose, dragging a bunch of filthy nerves along with it as the Plaguebearer screeched in agony. The last one attempted to assist his bretheren, but Doom quickly reacted, throwing the eye directly into the face of the other green Daemon.
The eye ball exploded into green slime as it covered the Plaguebearers face with it, the creature momentarily stopped as it rubbed at it's face, all the time Doom needed.
The chainsaw was out as Doom plunged the blade of the industrial weapon into the Daemon's groin. It stumbled before Doom revved it up, the Plaguebearer screamed out as the Doomslayer began to bring it upwards, trailing it's guts and putrid blood on the floor of the ship. Doom let out a hearty laugh before pulling the blade upwards in one swift stroke, fully splitting the creature into two as it paused, before both separate pieces fell apart.
However in the throes of this, Doom didn't expect the attack from Typhus. The herald had used the two Daemon as a distraction before raising his to scythe cut.
And for the first time in a long time.
Doom felt pain.
Aegis of Fear Bridge
Ahzek Ahriman looked upon the battle with great interest. So much he was learning from watching the fight within the bowels of the ship. Apparently this 'Doomslayer' had the mark of Khaine, handy to know of course. He would have watched even more before a booming voice interrupted his far-sight.
"Sorcerer." Abbadon said, the sorcerer turned around with a hint of annoyance.
"Yes my lord?"
"I require you to cull the weak from the Tau ships, they are starting to become an annoyance I can no longer ignore."
Ahzek nodded, "It shall be done." before waving his hand, immediately he blended the warp to his favor.
"And before you leave... Where is Kharn?" Abbadon asked.
Ahzek concentrated before he saw it, fresh Tau blood being spilt as there skulls were collected. "I believe he has happened to board one of the Tau ships with his warband, he might return soon."
Abbadon chuckled, "Then everything shall go to plan it seems. I gain favor from Nurgle as Typhus claims his reward with Kharn distracted."
The sorcerer nodded, but in reality beneath his helmet he stared on with thought and malice, not only was that fool Typhus getting to claim the prize for his god, but he was being sent to do a slaves errand.
Perhaps he would give the so called, 'Kauyon Be'gel' a visit first.
Aegis of Fear Engines
Doom looked at his new wound with wonder, Typhus's scythe had managed to breach the praetor armor before cutting a deep gash into his arm. Strange, almost.
"Wow, I didn't expect that." Doom said. Typhus laughed.
"Do you feel that...? The plague running through you? Soon you shall die painfully... And slowly." The Herald said.
Doom paused before clutching his stomach, "Ugh, yeah..." before slumping over. "It feels like... Like..." before standing up normally again, "Like your bullshit."
Typhus immediately retained a stance of confusion, "You should be dead... This blade was dipped within Nurgle's brew of filth." Typhus said.
"Yeah... But hey check this out." Doom said before he produced a vial of blue energy from his pouch, without hesitation he plunged it into his wound, shattering it. Then his gauntlet began to regenerate, forming itself back together before it looked good as new. "Alright good to go."
Typhus responded as he slammed his scythe, in an attempt to cleave Doom in half, "Very well... I shall just have to end you as the gods intended!" Typhus yelled as he twirled his scythe before slashing horizontally.
Doom deftly dodged before bringing out the super shotgun, the familiar double barreled saw action once more as he blasted. However Typhus jumped from the shot, a surprising feet given the herald's size. The uranium coated pellets cut through the hull as the walls collapsed, revealing the engine room as the hellish machinery went to work.
Doom whistled, "Your a bigger pain in the ass then I imagined.", he casually reloaded the double barreled. "Not only that, but you almost fucked up my arm you goddamn piece of shit."
"Your minuscule quirks only serve to quicken your demise!" Typhus yelled, this time it seemed the herald was growing annoyed. The rotting warrior raised his scythe, "I shall end this! For Nurgles rotten glory!"
Then Typhus swung downwards, the blade cutting the air as mold began to eat at the oxygen.
Doom held out his hand before the scythe head cut directly through his gauntlet, the blade going through the other side as Doom's very own blood smacked his helmet. Typhus laughed only to pause as he noticed something.
It was the Doomslayer's left hand.
Suddenly a cacophony of eldritch fire from Khaine burst out, engulfing the scythe as the flames climbed, reaching the gauntlets of Typhus's power armor. The herald relinquished his grip for just a second, it was all the second Doom needed as his right hand shot out, grasping the staff of the scythe before pulling. The force was so powerful that the weapon was tore away from the herald's grasp, the herald's fingers even bent at an unnatural angle from the quickness of it.
And then in one swift motion, Doom steadied the scythe out in his own hand before twisting himself into a 360, bringing the back end of the blade directly into Typhus's helmet.
The sound was reminiscent of a tank being with a shell before Typhus went flying, his helmet falling off in the process as he landed in the hole made by the super shotgun. A few bits of machinery was broken as his giant form landed.
Doom took the scythe before bringing it down to his knee and breaking it, it sounded like flesh being torn apart as Doom dropped the broken scythe on the floor, walking forward in the process.
Typhus slammed his fist against the ground before his body propelled himself up, the herald of Nurgle facing off against his opponent as he growled in anger, unfortunately giving Doom a full sight of his face.
"WOAH! HOLY SHIT!" Doom yelled in genuine shock, "Is that your face or your ass!?" Doom said as he pointed. Sure enough the herald sported a look that only father Nurgle and his brethren could love, with rotting teeth and skin that looked bloated in pus and green warts.
"Cease... Your... TALKING!" Typhus yelled before raising his gauntlet, a stream of green chem-fire billowed out into Doom's direction as the argent marine raised his hand to cover his mask. The rotten flames burned at his armor but otherwise unharmed him.
"Why won't you just DIE?!" Typhus yelled in anger before charging forward, slamming into Doom as the herald bought both hands down upon him. The Doomslayer blocked the colossal hit as he bulked, the metal floor even bending from the impact.
"You first asshole!" Doom yelled before bringing his fist and grabbing, tearing a hole in the side of Typhus as the herald roared in pain. Doom took the opportunity to kick the herald in the chest as Typhus went flying again. This time Doom walked forward as he cracked both knuckles, the herald struggling to get up as his body was busy regenerating.
Doom was about to take out a weapon before he noticed something, the herald was smiling.
Then Doom saw it, a distinct distortion in the air as filth began to build up before actual coherent figures began to form. This time bigger then the Plaguebearers, it wasn't even a second before filthy green bolter fire shot through the fog, striking Doom as the Marine grunted.
The Plague marines had arrived.
They dozen of them cackled in glee as they open fired, Doom had to cover his mask as he was struck time after time, the explosive rounds doing a number on his armor. He needed to get to cover and fast, more Plaguebearers were even starting to appear as they rose out of the filthy ground.
He pressed his foot against the floor before pushing off, bending the steel below as Doom went sailing through the air. Bolter fire zoomed past his form as he landed behind the metallic pillars of the aegis, the bolter fire crashing through.
Doom was about to retaliate before he felt something pull at his arm.
The walls were growing flesh now as the Nurgle infested warp energies produced by Typhus began to go into maximum effect, a mouth of rotted teeth was clamped on Doom arm as rotted eyes peered at him. The cover had grown a face of pure malignant growth and intent.
Doom grunted in annoyance before slapping it, the flesh was literally obliterated as the face screeched out, returning back into the original pillar before the Plague marines opened fire again. Tearing the pillar apart.
It was only coincidental that his suit had queued the song, 'Rip & Tear'
"Damn it..." Doom simply said, his armor was coated with filth as bacteria began to grow, his form was getting considerably slowed. "Fucking pain in the asses!" Doom yelled in anger.
"What shall you do now?" Khaine asked, "You could choose to let me reign over, I can obliterate all of them."
Doom thought about that for a second before a singular idea came to his head.
"I have a better idea..." He hesitantly reached into his pouch before he produced something.
A red sphere with glowing orange energy, a visage of a flaming skull existed within it.
"What... Is that?" Khaine said in curiosity.
"I didn't want to have to do this. But these assholes really aren't giving me a choice... Which is completely fine by me."
And then Doom smiled a bit to happily before crushing it.
His pupil's dilated before nothing but hatred and rage reigned within them. His conscious immediately escaping him as his mind become something.
Immediately the fleshy ground around Doom retreated around him, the festering warp clouds dissipated as the Plague marines looked around in confusion. They could never know what was about to hit them.
Doom was now in berserk state.
Chaos help them all.
Tau Cruiser
Kharn ripped the head off the last Tau soldier, he had admired his handy work as he threw the corpse with the rest of the bodies. His rage would be sufficed for now. He turned to the rest of his Warband as they busily began collecting the skulls of there latest victory.
He stomped forward on the bloodied ground, intending on moving forward before he felt it.
Rage.
A lot of old rage.
And it was all coming from the Aegis of Fear.
He had known his warband had sensed it as well. The various bloodletters that had randomly joined in during the fight immediately stopped as they sniffed the air in confusion, they immediately screeched before attempting to follow it. There mouths salivating with blood and saliva as the smell of rage became enticing.
"What is it?" Kharn asked in menacing fashion to no one in particular.
Something was hardwired within them. Something old yet instinctual as they felt the rage emanate, they wished to fight whatever had been emanating it.
"Master... It appears the Bloodletters have become... Excitable." A Khornate berzerker stated. However Kharn didn't listen, as the betrayer came to realization.
"It is him." Kharn simply said before turning to the rest of his warband, "We go back to the aegis... NOW!"
Aegis of Fear Engines
There was a long eerie silence as the Plague marines stood on guard, there bolter's and rusted saber's out as they noticed the infested fog slowly dissipate. Typhus growled as he pushed past a few Plaguebearers that seemed hesitant, his body still busy regenerating. The herald glared at the pillar as he attempted to channel the powers of Nurgle only to find out his connection had been cut off.
"What is the meaning of this?!"
The remains of the pillar had been smashed aside. Typhus turned his head as well as the rest of his warband.
Doom stood there. Perfectly still as he slowly stepped over the wreckage.
Immediately the Plague marines opened fire. Doom simply took it, his arms shaking as he flexed his fingers. The visage of pure rage on the marine's face, the surface of his mask now tinted with red. He immediately rushed forward, way to fast for the eye to even catch up before he outstretched his arm to the closest Plague marine.
"Look o-"
The bloated warrior couldn't even finish his warning before his body was missing.
Doom had landed a furious haymaker directly into the midsection of the warrior's body, his putrid blood and guts flying everywhere as his remains were scattered across the walls. His rusty power armor scrapped into pieces by Dooms fists.
One Plaguebearer attempted to cleave Doom as he stood menacingly over the green bloody pile.
The Doomslayer merely outstretched his arm before reaching it forward, breaking straight through the skin and out the back. It screeched before the slayer pulled, grabbing it's spine as it tore free from the Demon's body. Doom merely grunted before using the bone like a weapon, smashing the creatures spine onto it's body as it splattered into green pus.
A few Plaguemarines had attempted to fire again, there rounds blowing into Doom as his armor took hit after hit. The explosives within them creating small clouds of orange and green.
He simply ignored it.
Jumping high into the air, he crashed down on top of another warrior. Despite Doom's smaller size, his rage was paramount as a single stomp caved the warrior within himself, creating a god awful screeching noise of groaning metal.
He turned before ferociously back handed the Plague marine to his left as the chaos marine tried to defend himself, his head as well as a portion of his upper body was smacked right off as his armor and flesh went flying. The last Plague marine cursed as he had attempted to fire at point blank only for Doom to grab the barrel of his bolter before wrestling it out of the warrior's hands.
The Plague marine attempted counter attack as the warrior swung his gauntlet but to no avail, Doom simply smashed the butt of the gun into the marines mask. The Plague marines helmet came right off before Doom bought the rifle back, smashing the marines putrid face in as the force knocked the brain matter out the back of his skull. The warrior stumbled as he attempted to yell out before Doom grabbed the marine's meaty head with his gauntlet, slowly closing it into a fist as he crushed the entirety of the warriors head.
He turned to the rest of the marines. Crushing the rusty Bolter like a tin can as he slowly walked to the remaining force's of Nurgle.
They raised there weapons.
Doom simply laughed, this time manically as he laughed and laughed. There was nothing charming or hilarious about it, just sinister as he kicked the Plague marines corpse away.
The Plaguebearers began feeling it as they began back away, they could physically feel the anger radiating from Doom. Almost like a detergent as they rapidly began shifting back into the nearby fester before retreating entirely. Typhus looked on with surprise and disdain before looking at the enraged Doomslayer.
"Kill him! JUST KILL HIM!" Typhus yelled as he attempted to channel the help of Nurgle.
That wouldn't work sadly. Not even the powers of a god could stand against a raging current of pure hatred.
The last five of the Plague marines open fired. Doom simply charged forward, taking in the fire as he outstretched both arms as grabbed the first Plague marine into a bear hug.
The marine yelled out in surprise before Doom squeezed, crushing the warriors body as the pressure made his head pop off like a bottle cap. Doom wordlessly grabbed onto the corpses legs before swinging in a wide arc, slamming the headless body into it's comrades as the force broke the two Plague marines into neat chunks of green meat and blood.
One of the last two Plague marines yelled a fearsome cry before donning his festering battle axe. Doom let go of the corpse before the Plague marine bought it down. The axe embedded itself into Doom's shoulder as a bit of blood spurted. The Slayer looked at it the now stuck in axe before looking back at the marine. The warrior couldn't even sputter in surprise before Doom wretched the axe out and cleaved it downwards with a titanic amount of force.
It cut the Plague marine in a perfect two as his vital organs poured out the middle like a water fall.
The last marine attempted to open fire, only for Doom to throw the axe as it went sailing directly into the marines forehead. A giant amount of blood gushed out before the Marine paused, inspecting the new head ornament before kneeling and falling to the ground. A pool of blood was now on the ground as various corpses now surrounded the marine.
Now it was only Typhus as the Herald seemed outright angry now.
"So... Perhaps you have acquired some blessing, possibly from Khaine. It does not matter..." Typhus said darkly, "Because as long as I live. As long as I draw breath,-" The fog of festering began to appear again as Typhus successfully channeled the warp, slowly walking forward before outstretching his hand.
"YOU SHALL NEVER-"
Doom grabbed the Herald's power gauntlet.
"-escape?" Typhus said with a bit of confusion before Doom pulled with all his might, dragging the herald over and smacking him against the metal. It was almost comical to see a smaller figure throw a fully power armored demi-god over his shoulder as Doom showed no mercy.
And then he did it again. This time on the other side as the metal became equally dented.
And again.
Before it became a blur.
Typhus's limbs went flying as his body was torn to piece from the sheer physical trauma. Metal was breaking right off as bolts began shooting outwards. With one mighty pull, Doom slammed Typhus into the hull for the last time as the floor shattered into a crater. The rest of his limbs were finally off, leaving only the arm Doom grasped onto, Typhus now looked even worse then he did before. The Doomslayer merely grunted before dropping the herald's remains.
He inspected the blood bath around him as he admired his handy work before craning his neck. His rage was now wearing off as coherent thought flooded back into his mind, looking on at nothing before a voice spoke.
"You can't win."
He turned to see the herald, now immobile as he blankly stared at the metal ceiling. Typhus turned, his face now cut and bruised to the point that it was literally unrecognizable. His destroyer swarm was now leaving the crushed hives of his body, almost like rats from a sinking ship as they slowly disintegrated.
"Many have tried to go against the might of the chaos gods. You will fall, just as countless others have."
Typhus wheezed out before chuckling darkly, "And when that occurs, I will be there to witness it all."
Doom sighed, stretching his arms as he bent his hands before walking to Typhus. The fallen herald looked up as Doom bought his foot upwards.
"Cool story... Bro."
And then sent it downwards, the power exerted from the leg sent through the herald's chest made Typhus implode all over the ground as sticky pus and bloody mucus was sent across the floor.
Typhus was no more, now just a pile of dirty waste as it slowly began to dissipate away.
Doom raised his foot back up before looking at his boot. He gasped in shock and surprise.
"Eugh! Kane! I think I stepped in shit!"
He immediately retched as he attempted to scrape his foot against the floor.
"You just defeated the scourge of a million worlds... And the only thing you are concerned of is if you stepped on excrement?" Khaine spoke in a slow manner as he attempted to process this information.
"Uh, yeah. Did you see how fucking nasty that guy was? I could literally make a ton of jokes about his-"
"NO! No more jokes!" Khaine yelled. Doom shrugged, stepping away from the bodies of the Nurgle forces.
He was about to turn before he heard VEGA reactivate on his back.
"Testing, testing. One, two, th-"
"Vega! You're back!" Doom said, "I thought you ran out of power or some bullshit like that..."
VEGA sprung off Doom as the ai went into drone mode, "I apologize. I did not predict the effect of warp taint upon my software."
"Oh damn... Well are you okay now?" Doom asked.
The machine paused, "Fortunately while I was shut off, I had managed to torrent a few files from the Adeptus Mechanicus in order to counteract the warp taint. I should be working at-" VEGA paused again before his programming went haywire, switching to a green light on the Tau drones visor.
"I AM A CHILD OF THE OMNISSIAH! CULTIST OF THE MACHINE GO-" VEGA immediately regained his control as Doom watched stupefied, the drone paused again before reverting back to it's previous state. "-maximum efficiency..."
"You should probably download a goddamn exorcist while your at it." Doom said before he looked at his own armor. It was caked with all sorts of nasty things, ranging from pus and putrid guts. "And I need a cleaner... A good one."
Suddenly he burst into flames as Khaine's fury swept over him before quickly residing, burning away the bacteria and fester but leaving the marine unharmed. Doom looked around in surprise before looking at his hand.
"Wow. Thanks Kane... You actually did something nice and productive for a change." Doom said as he began walking towards the exit of the room.
"Do not take my service for granted, Doomslayer." Khaine said.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Let's get the fuck out of he-"
Doom noticed his foot nudge against something as he looked down to see an unconscious form on the harsh metal floor, wearing a familiar Sororitas power armor. Her helmet and bolter laid to the side.
"What the fu- Joan?!" Doom said as he knelt down. "How the hell did she end up here?" Doom asked.
Khaine didn't answer, and VEGA's tiny pincer arms merely shrugged.
Doom immediately held her up before shaking violently in a attempt to wake her up. "Joan! You okay!?"
The nun didn't respond as the marine almost felt worry creep up, maybe he would need to slap her which might actually kill her if he wasn't carefuly. However it didn't have to come to that as he felt movement below him.
The warrior nun's eyes fluttered open as she stared at the visor of Doom.
"I-I, Whe-?"
And then she swung her head to the left and threw up her stomach's contents, prompting the Doomslayer to stand back up in a hurry. He paused before stating a single sentence.
"Yeah. You look fine."
Hopefully there aren't any spelling mistakes because I really wanna end myself.
Also expect a meeting with the space doggies.
That is all.