The Moon of Lacunae
"Build a fortress worthy of me slave!" Archon Tahril barked.
"Yes lord, whatever you like" replied the slave, quivering, fearing what Tahril would do if he failed
Tahril looked around at the wasteland of a planet called Lacunae. He had decided to set up a base here s his warband were tiring of always moving. They had followed that fool Caery's and her army ever since they left Craftworld Ulthwe. The size of her army though must have meant that Necrons were on the move wherever the Eldar were stationed. As the fortress neared completion, Tahril turned to his warriors.
"Send out a raider with two units of warriors to scout the area"
"Yes my lord!" replied the Sybarite
Tahril watched his warriors on the raiders leave the large base camp in search of the presence of any other armies on the moon.
He turned to the Raven pilots and ordered them to fly to Kaurava IV to search for any other fresh sources of souls.
On Kaurava III
"Farseer, we have discovered evidence of the Necrons knowing about our prescence here" reported the Guardian Exarch
"Thank you Malanis" replied Caerys
'Is there something wrong?"
"No it's just- never mind" replied Caerys "Take three units of guardians, one unit of warp spiders, 2 units of rangers and 2 vypers to explore the rest of the area"
"Yes Farseer"
Caerys watched the anti-grav falcon tanks flying off in search of any enemies.
Why do I sense this prescence? thought Caerys with a worried look on her face. After she donned her Ghosthelm she ran off to the webway assembly to sort out the building plans with the bonesingers.
Lacunae
"Are there any other forces on this moon?" asked Tahril
"No Archon there are none" reported the Sybarite
"So the Eldar are not here?"
"No my lord"
'Then where can they be?" asked Tahril "Have we set up a base camp for no use? Are we to destroy the hours of work to make this giant fortress because the Eldar have decided to move where the Necrons are? I say we don't, I say that we will strike from this moon and the enemy will not know of our whereabouts and we will strike fast so the enemy will not know who we are"
Tahril turned and started walking around the massive base camp that theslaves had put together. His thought were interupted by a cry and turned around to see Grumenael holding a human Scout Marine, a mandrake holding another and a talos holding one just loose enough so it wouldn't slice the human in half unless ordered to.
"Lord Tahril, this Talos found these three skulking around the camp spying on us" reported Grumenael, with a smalll grin on his face
Tahril chuckled to himself. He knew that the Haemonculus wanted to cause pain without even asking
"How did you get here?" Tahril asked
"Two things, firstly by drop pod and secondly what the hell are you?" the Scout Marine replied with terror etched on his face "Answer me! What are you?"
"Hehe... I am sure you have come up against us before but have not known who we were?" Tahril inquired "ever come up against any unkown enemies that took away your friends, family and destryoed your armies and buildings?"
"Yea why?" answered the Scout Marine being held by the Talos "And could ya ask this hell machine to loosen its grip before I get sliced in half?"
"Loosen it, Talos" ordered Grumanael "Now those unkown enemies, did they have bladed craft like those of the Eldar?"
"Are you suggesting that there is another race of Eldar altogether?" asked the Scout Marine that was being held by the Mandrake
Tahril looked at the Scout Marine with an evil look on his face and made the Scout Marine more afraid than ever.
"We are resssssponsible for the birth of one of the Chaosssss gods who goesssss by the name of Slanneshhhhhh" whispered the Mandrake
"I have no knowledge of another race of Eldar" said one of the Scout Marines, defiantly.
"Are you implying that we do not exist?" asked Tahril, who was enraged at this comment thrusting his power claw at the throat of the Scout Marine
"I'm just saying that I haven't been told about you, Eldar" said the Scout Marine, quivering in fear.
"Eldar? You call me an Eldar? HA!" laughed Tarhil pulling his arm back "We are, yet we aren't"
"You've just got me confused" said the Scout Marine
"Haven't you figured it out?" said Grumanael "We are the Eldar yet we aren't the Eldar"
"We are the Dark Eldar" announced Tahril, proudly.
"What's the difference between the Dark Eldar and the Eldar?" asked the Scout Marine
"Our armour, weapons, attitude, home and we love to experiment and torture prisoners" replied Grumanael
"I tire of talking to my enemies" said Tahril, who suddenly thrusted his claw into the Scout Marine who was being held by a Mandrake. Grumenael followed suit by putting his scissorhand into the other Scout Marines face and the Talos swiftly sliced the last of the Scout Marines in half.
"Should we send the bodies back to their commander's?" asked Grumenael
"No, let the enemy slowly figure out who we are" answered Tahril "We will strike fear into their hearts with each attack, they may not even find out who we are"
"As you wish Archon" said Grummenael
Tahril watched Grummenael and the Mandrake leave the scene and then ordered the slaves to collect the souls of the three dead Scout Marines. Tahril ordered his Incubi to check the area for any more of the foolish human soldiers. After this order Tahril entered his Fortess and made plans with all the leading officers on Lacunae on where their first attack would be.
On Kaurava III...
"Farseer! We have a report from the scouting force on Kaurava IV's moon and we are recieving a report as they scour the moon" shouted the Warlock Arcanis.
Caerys 's smile was concealed behind her Ghosthelm. This Warlock was easily excited by and news of other prescences that were uknown to him.
"Whats the report Arcanis?" asked Caerys, walking over to him
"Listen" replied Arcanis
*Kssch* "We've been flying around this moon for at least 10 minutes but have so far found no trace of Necrons or any othe- wait! There's something down there, pilot take us down there" reported the Warlock from Gaurdian Squad Mensha
Caerys frowned at the news of a new race that was within the Kaurava system. Is this the cause of the bad feelings that I have been getting? Caerys thought.
*Kssch* "We're turning on the vid-cams so you can see what's going on" reported the Warlock "As you can see we must remain a distance from this race until we know a little more about them but we are moving forward slowly without weapons up in case anyhting jumps out at us. We'll switch from vid-cam to the recoding drones so you get a better view of whats happening"
Caerys watched the Gaurdians, Warp Spiders, Dark Reapers, Howling Banshees, Fire Dragons and the Rangers get off the Faclon and all the units started advancing very slowly towards the dark lights at the top of the cliffs.
*Kssch* "These buidlings are covered with spikes, I can hear screaming, who is this race? It could be the demon spawned forces of Chaos but since when have they taken prisoners? I think this could be a new race alltogether. Alright everyone lets take a short bre-AARGH!" the Warlock never finished his sentenced as his body spat out blood and he fell to the ground.
Caerys watched her soldiers fall one by one to warriors who wore armour covered with spikes. The recording drones all went down in one swift blow made by large claw. The vid-cams were activated and Caerys, Arcanis and all who were in the building watched in horror as the Eldar on Kaurava IV's moon die. The last Eldar there backed up against a huge rock and scrambled over it and ran towards the Falcons. Before the Eldar could get near one they were all destroyed by females who were wearing light armour only on some parts of their body. They cackled and started slowly moving towards the Eldar and the warriors covered in spikes had their guns trained on the Eldar and they slowly moved apart as their leader walked through them. The Eldar was knocked to the ground and looked up to see the huge claw ready to bring the killing blow. The Eldar looked at the leaders face and managed to say just one last word: "Traitors" then the claw came down and the vid-cam was covered in red and then the cam stopped responding.
"Traitors? Is that it? We don't get to know who they were" shouted Arcanis, angrily
"I think Arcanis that they are, The Fallen" said Caerys with a hint of fear in her voice
"The Fallen? Frogive me Farseer, but I was only born 2,351 years ago so if they came to exist older than that, I can't help you" replied an annoyed Arcanis
"They are the darker sides of all who did, do and will exist" explained Caerys "They continued dark pleasures in ancient times and they fell victim to Slannesh"
"You mean the Chaos God of Excess? She Who Thirsts?" asked Arcanis
"Yes it is he" replied Caerys "They are known as many things but are more commonly known throughout the universe's, Craftworlds and Warp as The Dark Eldar. They are the worst foe that anyone can face, the greatest threat to the universes."
"Hang on a second, when I was young I heard of a Craftworld being attacked by our most hated foe but I just assumed it was Necrons" said Arcanis
"The Dark Eldar have been around for thousands of years" said Caerys "We'll have to report back to Craftworld Ulthwe about our newly shown enemies"
On the moon of Kaurava IV...
"That was extremely satisfying" cackled Grumenael, who was grinning like the maniac he was.
"Indeed, it was so satisfying to show our presence to those Craftworld idiots" said the Sybarite of The Cursed
"Our blades are red with the stains of blood once again" laughed the Hekatrix of The Vengeful Blade.
"Get the slaves to draw out the souls of these poor, unfortunate Eldar" ordered Tahril "And the rest of you, go tell the rest of the army to get ready for battle, we're leaving this moon in search of some prey!"
"Yes Archon Tahril" replied the entire of The Cursed and the Vengeful Blade.
As the Warriors and Wyches ran off to follow his orders, Tahril walked off to what was left of the Falcons. When he got there he looked through the peices of metal and the bodies of the pilots for the object of his desire. He reached into the pocket of one of the pilots and pulled out what he was looking for: A spirit stone. This would go along with all the other souls of the Dark Eldar who were killed if they weren't harvested, into the Warp and they would feed Slannesh. This was the reason why Eldar kept their souls in spirit stones whilst the Dark Eldar just wouldn't intend of dying so they just stole the souls of others and pain, fear and evil revitalised their souls just as well. Tahril held the spirit stone in his claw for a few seconds and then crushed it in one swift close of his hand. He ordered his Incubi to look for more and destroy any that were found. Tahril walked back to his fortress to discuss his plan with all the commanders that had come to the Kaurava system with him.