Hey I'm back, and sorry for the mess up last chapter but I've enabled Anon reviews just in case I cock up again

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.: Like I said I'll send the links to the stuff you really need to know.

This is also sort of an apology chapter as its bigger and it also contains a fight scene- sort of.

Well without further a do the next chapter;

Yarsa: Enjoy.

Me: Seriously I cant even write without you interupting me?

Yarsa: Yup.

"Okay boys first we gonna get da Warboss back," I shouted.

'Wow your starting to sound like them'

'Shut up Yarsa I don't have time for our banter'

'We're bantering right now'

"Oi umie why we listen to you?" a Nob called out.

" 'cause otherwise I stomp ya,"

"Nah you wont-"

He was cut short when I lifted my foot and punted him- but not of my own accord.

'Hm, Orks are surprisingly aerodynamic'

'Yarsa, I'm trying to resolve this peacefully'

'They only understand violence'

"Okay boys, who's seen the Warboss?"

"Dunno umie but we send some Kommandos cause they is the sneakiest,"

I walked to the bathroom door and pulled it open, I was met by a huge swarm of various different Tyranids. I slammed the door shut. I turned around expecting to see the Orks but they were all scampering into the gaps in the walls that they must have made.

Okay Tyranids, I can do this, they're just oversized bugs- oversized bugs that eat everything, can kill Space Marines and have freaking guns. I can't do this they'll tear me apa-.

I felt something that is the equivalent to a psychic slap across the face.

'Pull your self together, stupid Mon-keigh,'

'Yarsa? I thought we were on first name bases,'

'Oh we are, that wasn't me, that was my beloved sister'

'That's right Mon-keigh and as much as I don't want to admit it, your going to have to let Yarsa take control again, and this time fully,'

'What! I can barely handle her taking control of one small bit of my body-'

'Trust me sister, there's very few small parts of his body,'

'Seriously Yarsa, not now, anyway like I was saying, I can barely handle her taking control of one small part of my body'-giggling-'without collapsing,'

'Yes, but that was because it was unwilling, you have to let her take control,'

'Okay I just need to relax and let a Dark Eldar Archon take over my body,'

'Precisely,'

I shut my eyes and let myself fade into blackness, when I opened them I was in the white area again but it was different. It was more Dark Eldar now, spikes, bodies and various different torture devices. It was strange because I'm sure Yarsa was part of the pleasure cults.

"She is and isn't at the same time,"

"Karha?"

"The one and only,"

I turned around to see Karha standing there in her standard Farseer get up -sans helmet.

"What do you mean is and isn't?"

"Well, William Eldar can split their personalities into different forms you could say, it is difficult to explain it to someone who hasn't experienced it," Then she saw my troubled expression, "What's the matter?"

"Well, your not Karha are you?"

"There I thought I was doing a good job of imitating that posh stuck up little bi-"

"Mon-keigh, get down!"

I was tackled to the floor by the real Karha as a tentacle like appendage shot over my head. The daemon was strange as in I didn't recognise it and one of my mates had drilled the images of all the Chaos Daemons into my head. The daemon looked sort of like a gene-stealer with eight tentacles sticking out of its back. Karha fired het pistol once, twice, three times. Each shot found its mark, severing a tentacle each. The daemon screeched in anger and the severed tentacles split into two and elongated sort of like a hydra.

"A fitting name for the scum, but are you going to name it or help me fight it?"

As Karha said this one tentacle whipped out, wrapped around her and started to squeeze. Another tentacle whipped towards me and I just managed to dodge around it.

"Mon-keigh you need a weapon," Karha said through gritted teeth.

I looked around the soul-scape for a weapon, there on the floor was Karha's pistol. I ran as fast as I could, dodging around the Hydra's attacks. I dived to the floor skidding towards the pistol I grabbed it and rolled onto my back and fired the weapon at the Hydra until I heard a clicking sound. It would have looked completely badass if I hadn't missed every single shot.

"No offence but you suck Mon-keigh," Karha said face going a dark purple, "Get a weapon now, all you have to do is think, it is your head after all."

Okay think William you can do this just need to imagine a weapon in my hand and it'll be there.

Another tentacle flew through the air, I felt something in my hand and swung it around to intercept. -DONG- I looked to see a frying pan in my hand.

"Now will you help me please,"

I ran towards the Hydra deflecting tentacles as I went. I racked my brain for the Hydra legend how did Hercules defeat it again. Fire! I thought of a flame-thrower and felt weight in my hand, I pointed the nozzle towards the Hydra and pulled the trigger. And again. And again.

"It's too complicated you need to understand how it works,"

Okay a heat source, I hefted my pan. I thought as hard as I could, focusing on all the mechanisms. I heard a loud bang and a stove had appeared by the side of me. I put the pan on a hob and lit it to full flame. The Hydra had figured out what I was doing and attacked. I dived away and the tentacle ruptured the fuel tank one huge bang later and the oven had completely disappeared. On the floor was the Pan, now glowing a dark red. I picked it up by the handle and ran towards Karha. I brought the pan down which sliced through the appendage like a knife through butter. Karha flopped to the floor and started coughing and a strange thing was happening to what was left of the tentacle. The heat must as worked as the tentacle shrivelled up and disappeared. I dropped my pan and ran to Karha to check on her. My mistake. The Hydra grabbed me and I was lifted into the air. The tentacle started to squeeze the life out of me, my eyes were bulging and my ears bleeding. I tried to think of something to cut me out but noting was working, my mind was a bit preoccupied.

Karha took the initiative and took her witch blade to the Hydra slashing and slicing, limb after limb hit the floor but it was just making it worse. Eventually the Hydra overpowered her and raised her high into the air. My vision was starting to go black, which was why I thought the next thing that happened was a hallucination. A Howling Banshee, an Avatar of Khaine and three Grey Knights appeared. They immediately started to slice, the banshee and Avatar working as one cutting and cauterising, while the Grey Knights called out one of their famous battle cries:

"We are the hammer, We are the sword in His hand

We are the point of His spear, We are the gauntlet about His fist

We are the bane of His foes and the woes of the treacherous

We are the end."

Apparently the Nemesis Force weapons worked as heated weapons as the tentacles shrivelled at contact.

The Grey Knights confronted the crippled Daemon.

"There will be more, this world will belong to chaos," It spat.

"There may be more coming, scum, but we will stand ready with fury comparable to the Emperor himself," One Grey Knight said before crushing the Hydra beneath it's boot.

The Hydra exploded and we were released. Karha landed gracefully, me, not so much.

I landed on my back looking up at the Grey Knights.

"HOW DID A FOUL DAEMON GET IN HERE, YOU SAID THAT YOU WERE JUST GOING TO SPAR," The Avatar shouted.

"Shush, he'll here you," Karha whispered.

Now it was the Grey Knights' turn to be shocked.

"You said that there was a Daemon, unseen before. And that you needed our help to protect a splinter of your consciousness. You did not say you had orchestrated this, otherwise we wouldn't have helped you Xenos filth,"

"FILTH! I WILL SHOW YOU WHO THE FILTH IS HERE!"

"Huh, I would like to see you try!"

"OI!" I shouted, "This is my head, and I would like to know what the Hell you're all doing here, especially the Daemon,"

The Grey Knights and The Avatar were momentarily shocked before pointing to each other.

"They did it! What? It was them," They both shouted.

"I don't care who's fault it is I want to know why there is a Daemon in my head,"

"I can answer that for you Mon-keigh, we orchestrated the little disaster that happened in the house. We gathered all the leaders together and worked out something to do. I needed to see your psychic strength first hand. The Daemon on the other hand was not my doing however,"Karha said.

"And these?" I pointed to the Avatar and the Banshee.

"They are fragments of my personality, they are part of my paths that I walked long ago."

"And you?" I asked the Grey Knights.

"We were drawn here, as well as the Sisters of Battles. Where there are Heretics and Daemons our forces are soon to follow."

"Okay, would you all kindly leave my head so I can return to the real world."

The Grey Knights bowed and disappeared while the Eldar just did the latter. Now it was just Karha and me left.

"You could have told me I would have come willingly,"

"Really?"

"Yes,"

"Not that I want to ruin this lovely moment, but do you want your body back?"

"Thank you Yarsa,"

"Your welcome,"

I woke up and I was on my bed, the map had been taped above my head. I checked over it. Sentinels, Grey knights and Sisters of Battle- attic room. Eldar- upstairs toilet. Tyranid holding pens- third upstairs room. Tau- Kitchen. Imperial guard- Living room. Snipas, 'cause they is the shootiest- Basement.

I could get used to this.

'Night Yarsa,'

'Night Will,'

'Night Karha,'

'Night Mon-keigh,'

Then I lay back and fell into deep sleep.

To all you smart people out there, you may see a plot developing.

Also the Mass Effect refrence will be posted next chapter, so there's still time to send an answer.

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A. It's really good

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Till next time.