Chapter 6
Sorry I haven't Posted anything in a while, this chapter introduces the main baddy of the sequel story. Hope you like it and don't forget to review.
The construction was almost complete. It had been over 13 months since the now warlord Hulk had slain Skullstompa. In that time they had united all the Ork tribes and warbands on Tarnakc and had made planet fall on the hive city of Agripinaa. The magnificent creation in front of Zagnutt was a Gargant sculpted in the image of The Warlord Hulk. A moving fortress standing 30 meters tall in its incomplete form. A small army of orks and mek boy's scuttled around and up and down its scaffolding. The weapons came online this week and they were planning to have it moving and working fully within a month.
Warlord Hulk had proved himself just as potent in battle when he all but wiped out an entire Imperial Bastion by himself and survived a direct hit from a Baneblade cannon. Once they had taken control of this hive world they would use all of its factories and resources to build an even greater force that he would use to conquer the surrounding planets. Who knew where he would stop? He certainly didn't. Word was spreading to the other Warlords of this seemingly invincible Ork. Sent from the gods to unite all of the Waaaghs! to conquer the galaxy.
Inquisitor Torquemadis was not a nice man. Infact some believed him to possibly be the most evil man in the universe. A sadist and a zealot he took great pleasure in others pain. This is why he is the commander of the black fleet and this is also why someone who was to bring him bad news could understandably be nervous.
"S-sir, our next destination has been, c-compromised." The commander awaited Torquemadis' response. "Please, do not patronise me, elaborate. How so is it compromised?" The commander pulled himself together slightly, knowing that Torquemadis would respect him slightly more depending on his confidence. Torquemadis was sitting in an enormous throne, fully clad in artificer armour. The Commander just passed the arm of the throne.
"An Ork waaagh has taken control of the area we were intending to, 'Harvest'." Torquemadis stood up and strode around the room. "Well then what's the problem? We simply pick an alternate location." "Sir, from the looks of the speed they are spreading they will have taken the entire planet before we are finished." Torquemadis turned to look his subordinate in the eye. He had the kind of gaze that threatened to swallow you up, to see into your very soul. It took every ounce of will he had to not look away. "Well this does change things doesn't it Liether. This is our problem now and our duties as servants to the imperium to do something." Liether gulped. "I completely agree sir but, what?" Torquemadis signaled for another of the imperial subordinates to come over. "Congratulations Commander, now can you see to it that we stay a course and that dear Liether here is executed for incompetence." At his word 2 Space Marines came from his flanks, seized Liether and started dragging him towards the door. "B-but what did I do! I'm a fleet officer!" Liether screamed. Torquemadis smiled. "You were stupid enough to personally deliver bad news to me. And I'm afraid I can't afford to have stupidity in my ranks. Bye bye." Liether kicked and screamed until one of the marines knocked him on the head and he was silent as they dragged him out.
It was finished, finally. Zagnutt looked out from the cockpit, 35 meters high, and admired the ruins of this once glorious city. That was what the entire planet would look like before long. Almost a shame. "Fire er up boys. Weez got anufor city ta stomp!"
The workers felt the vibrations from kilometres away. Could see the ash raining from the skies. They knew exactly what it meant and they would be ready for it when it came.
The orks spread across the landscape like an oily black stain. Smoke spilled out above their heads in a wave of pollution. Orks swarmed over the city walls like ants, being blown apart in the dozen but for every Ork who fell, ten more took his place. The civilians who hadn't evacuated were throwing themselves into the fray. And sworn protectors of the city strapped bombs to themselves and dove into the rising tide of green skins, taking 10 at a time. The great warlord Hulk jumped from one end of the battle to another, crushing guardsmen in his wake underneath the incredible bulk of his new custom made mega armour. However the battle was soon decided with arival of the great gargant. The cities protectors did not give up however, the fought all the more viscously. Their efforts were of course in vain for by the end of the day every single human was dead.
The Gargant hadn't even a scratch and Zagnutt couldn't be happier with how it ran. He decided that he'd name it; Obrix an inside joke to himself. Soon all of Agripinaa Would fall beneath his pets boot. And he would reap the benefits. The Hulk looked like he was getting slightly bored. Zagnutt went over. "What does Hulk Smash now?" He Said with a look of concern. Zagnutt smiled and replied. "Dont you worry. Weez got a lot more ta smash till were done wif dis place!"