Heresy
A.N:Wow Im really really, really late in updating this and im very sorry. The summer heat has cooled down to, umm early winter and I promised to write in Augest... Heh heh heh... Well you should be happy im writing at all with all the highschool work and important buisness ive beendoing, plus ive had such bad writers block I can't even think of writing anything good but to continue this for the sake of my fans I will! Hehheh fans.. Hehehe..
Oh wait, I keep forgeting somthing, oh yeah, ok..sigh I don't own warhammer but in the future maybe I will!
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Jack was surrounded, lucky only two sides by his enemy. They had broken in through the right flank to try to get to the artillary. Luckly he had Lucy posted in a good position to cover it with Frank blasting holes into the cultists. Now the Chaos Marines were pouring through the gaps of dead and exhasted cultists cutting down Imperials left and right with chain swords and energy blades but mostly poisoned combat knives. Imperial moral went down with each kill for chaos, and for every kill the chaos got the more moral the enemy had. As more and more enemy tanks poured onto the field and more and more Imperial tanks were destroyed the Karskins had to eventualy move back with the main force. The artilary were still posted up on hills surrounding the city but the main concentration of artilary where bunched up on a huge parapet near the main gate of the city. Imperial guncrews used the arrow slits built inside the old fasioned walls to fire out heavy bolters into the enemy ranks. Men stood atop the battlements for cover while firing las-anti tank wepons, las-carbines and and bolter pistols at the cultists and marines.
The trenches being used still by the Imperial were only four trenches form the wall, the three rows of trenches were completly packed while the forth one infrount was a bloody melee like the rest of the battle field. Soon the artillary would be destroyed or usless and it would be a battle inside the city for the city. They would not hold out long. A huge blast from a corrupt Predator hit right beside him obliterating ten imperials and one of his squad. He had long ago moved Frank Lucy and most of his squad back on the wall and equipted them with better wepons. Frank now had a Chaos Storm Bolter and was using it well after chipping the black pain and blood off it. Lucy now had an elongated scope to try to hit the Aspiaring Champions leading the marines and cultists. Now he only had two of his karskins with him as the third one was blown into a bloody mist, it was actually only beaver and the young kid who had found the flame thrower left down here with him now. Suddenly three Chaos Marines landed in the middle of his group and laughing maniachly one chopped with his chainsword and the young man was almost cleaved apart. The spawn of Chaos didn't get that far as he hit the flamethrowers fuel tank and ignighted the dried blood on thier armor causing and inferno.
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Lucy had her sights on a huge chaos space marine. He was wearing a huge set of power armor and instead of shoulderpads or a helmet he had a huge fur pelt. It was like hair from his victums skinned heads as his head was bear. He had warpaint all over his face and body but most notably a huge purple eye on his forehead. Just as she was about to hit him right in the middle of that eye it seemed to blink. She blinked for only a secound but missed the shot as a huge explosion on her left side caught her attention. There was a flash of red on her right side and a pain like acidic fire burned at her left shoulder. She quickly caught sight of a group of Horror deamons shooting deamonic fire from thier hands at soldiers atop the battlements. She quickly took then out and dropped her sniper rifle to check her shoulder. Almost all the skin had burned off her upper right arm shoulder and part of her neck. Luckily the fire had caterized the wounds and she only had to apply anti-infection spray and bandages. At this time the sun was setting and the chaos retreating, the bolters inside and on top of the walls with the artillary would have to stay on duty to stave off night raids. Jack returning to the special Karskin barrecks suddenly found himself alone in a room full of wispers. They suddenly got louder and he could just make out words. "Greeeedy...Dessssserve it...Sliiimy...Good Fatthher..." When Suddenly they were gone and a hand was on his shoulder. He quickly turned around and was about to take out his gun and-- it was only Bill.
"Hey man, how goes the fighting?" Bill said. "Dammit its horrible" replyed Jack as he moved towards the beds to remove his armor. "Almost half of the new guys are dead!" Bill paused then he finally made his reply. "Typical, just plain predictable they are rookies after all." Jack gasped "they were good men like me and you! How could you say that? Your not even fighting out there!" Jack was standing now and was slowly advancing towards Bill. Bill seemed to be visably shaking and as suddnly as Jack was advancing towards him he was right infront of Bill. "Lets see you go out on the front lines with your poor fractured shoulder and little cuts and bruises. You sent me out there as a scapegoat and now your mocking me and those poor young souls?!" He suddenly pushed Bill backwords and as Jack touched him he felt a shock pass through him into Bill. The Imperial fell onto the bed and looked suddenly pale and green. He vomited and then passed out on the bed. As Jack went to go fetch the other veteren Karskins to help their fellow out he came to the conclusion that it was the guilt catching up to Bill that made him sick. Nothing else... Right?
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Later that night as all the "wounded' veterens were in bed speeling off their guilt he summoned all the rookie Karskins to the main breifing room. "Your all going to die" He stated simply. "But your going to die taking out atleast ten of the enemy with you." "Forget the Emperor he can't hear us just like his chosen the "Space Marines" can't hear our radio messages. He went up and down the rows staring his men (and one women) in the eye. He came up to Lucy and put his hand on her shoulder, she winced in pain right when he was going to say something to her and he noticed the bandages on her neck. "Hit with a bullet while sniping?" He asked. "No sir" she replied "Horror fire sir."
He looked in shock as did the rest of the Karskins at her shoulder. "Show me." he stated calmly. He noticed she was reluctant but when she finaly showed him the found out why. The wound was bright red and swearling pink with scabs just starting to form, but around the wound was a long thick line of purple and in the middle an eye of purple paint. The skin starting to swell and fester. "I noticed the purple before sir but not the infection, I put on medicine and everything." Jack went to the next soldier in line and quickly told him to bring her to a medic. He orderd the rest to bed and he went himself. He had alot to contemplate in one night.
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A.N: Ohhhhh plot twist! I think, oh well I think it was pretty good, please try to ignore the spelling/and or/grammer errors in this. Im writing this late at night to update for you all and to meet a deadline set by a friend. I thinkn this is pretty good but I don't really know what might come next... Except for what Bill has coming... Muahahahahah!
Thank you everyone for your reviews and hopefully ill be able to start helping out at an old folks home so if I get any war veterens I will hopefully make my war scenes a little bit more realistic. My talking " " writing isn't that good and I have to improve but I think im doing well so far. Please no flames as im writing this on word pad at 8-9 at night, don't get pissed at any errors and if you have any ideas tell me!
-Emperor Arthas-