Void Keeper Wars - Warhammer 40K
This is a crossover between Warhammer 40K and StarGate, StarWars, StarCraft. I always wanted a new race for Warhammer 40K. The new race is an amalgamation of the Galactic Empire of StarWars, Goa'uld Empire of StarGate, and the Terran and Protoss from StarCraft. I will be using the Clone Wars era for the StarWars, and post Ori-invasion for the Goa'uld, and units from both StarCraft and StarCraft 2. I don't own anything from Warhammer 40K, StarGate, StarWars, StarCraft. I am just writing it for fun.
Chapter 6: A Thrust
Deep in the HQ of the White Hammer Space Marines, the Senior Librarian and others were continuing their questioning of the captured Eldar. For some reason, the captured Eldar Farseer was very cooperative.
"As far as our spy can tell us, they control approximately 3 billion systems, with the systems controlled directly the dragons being about 2 and half billion. Most of the dragon controlled worlds are controlled by one dragon over a several systems. Except for the core worlds, the dragon themselves are thinly spread. Their total population is only about a billion but they control most of their galaxy. They have many subjugated races and empires, controlled by the dragons. The dragons rule their territories as an autonomous government with their ultimate loyalty lying to their races.
The dragons themselves are divided into different colours of their scales."
Gilmore raised a question.
"Scales?"
"Oh, I didn't tell you about the dragons themselves."
"No you haven't."
"They are reptilian creatures about 12 metres in length as an average young adult. They have wings and their heads are about a metre long, and they have a lot horns. Their scales are stronger than adamantinum of same thickness, and their use of psychic power is enormous."
Lantexia questioned.
"How much stronger?"
"An average dragon who has reached the age of five hundred, at which time they are perceived as an adult, one has enough psychic power to match at least a dozen of your A+ level Psyker. They grow stronger as they grow older, always becoming more powerful. They live on average, ten thousand years, and if they manage to impress their superiors, they are given longer lifespan. The Lords of each race, figures like your High Lords of Terra, live approximately a hundred thousand years, and the Dragon Lord, a figure very much like your Emperor, live for half a million years. Current Dragon Lord, the one who was chosen by their god to issue the invasion this world, is supposedly four hundred ninety five thousand years old, thus making him extremely powerful. Perhaps as powerful as a Chaos god."
Jonas shuddered. He knew and witnessed the powers of the Psykers, and to think that each one these 'dragons' are more powerful than a dozen of most powerful Psykers, it was a frightening thought. Only the Primarchs and the God Emperor, in his infinite power, would be able to stop such creatures. They were a true threat to the Imperium and the survival of Mankind. They must be stopped.
The Eldar continued.
"Did I mention that their size grows as they grow old as well? The current Dragon Lord, according to our spy, is about five hundred metres long and his head along is about eight metres long. The assassin who was sent to assassinate him twelve centuries ago couldn't make a dent in his scale with our most powerful explosives."
Jonas was interested in their armies. These dragons seemed too powerful for normal humans to deal with. The Space Marines and powerful Psykers would deal with them. He wanted to know the enemy's soldiers, against whom the Imperial Guards will be challenged more then ever.
"What of their armies?"
"They have four main military forces. The Dragon Guard, the personal bodyguards of the dragons and defenders of their core worlds. The dragons call them Guardians, and they protect, not the dragon themselves but their horde of treasures they collect during their long lives. These are created or captured by the dragons and moulded into the most powerful warriors in their ranks.
Then there are the three Orders. The Order of Astria Porta, the Star Gate. They maintain the logistics of their ground troops using devices they call the Star Gates. The Order of Star Gate is mainly made up of a subjugated race called the Goa'uld, a parasite which takes human hosts, but they show healing powers and strange abilities once taken a host. The Goa'ulds are also few and they maintain their military forces using a modified humans called the Jaffa. They carry infant Goa'ulds in their abdomen which gives them longevity, strength and healing. They move in pyramid ships called the Ha'tak class ships, and they place the Star Gates on the planets they are invading. The Star Gates are a device similar to our Webway, but it creates stable wormholes between the Star Gates and the travelling through it is instantaneous.
The second Order in their military is called the Order of Star Wars. They are human army, far superior in numbers than other two orders combined, but their armies are mostly clones. These clones are superior to normal humans but they are not as strong as your Space Marines. However, all they know is obedience, loyalty and military training. They are perhaps better soldiers than the Space Marines or the Imperial Guards. They don't need Commissars or betraying their master. Even corrupted by Chaos, they still serve the dragons. We have witnessed it, during the last battle."
Jonas remembered.
"These Star Wars clones are the white armoured ones, right?"
"Yes. They are called the Clone Troopers. They number in tens of billions and they are clones that grow in matter of months to full maturity. It is our understanding that the Order of Star Gate had added some technology so they can grow at an accelerated rate without compromising longevity or strength.
The third Order is the Order of Star Craft. They are the main tactical and shock troopers. They consist of two races, human and an unknown race called the Protoss. Our spy has yet to see one, but according to their records, these Protoss are powerful race of advanced technology and powerful psychic abilities. The human half of the Order of Star Craft move in various ships, including giant battleships they call Battlecruisers, which are armed with some powerful weapons. The humans of both Star Wars and Star Craft use many vehicles and space ships like your Imperial Guards. Especially the Star Craft basic infantry called the Marine. They are very much like your Space Marines, but in their order, they are the most basic infantry."
The Space Marines and the Librarians growled. However, Jonas was rather concerned.
"I have seen these 'Marines' and while they are nowhere strong enough as one of our Space Marines, they could be a threat if they are basic soldiers and as numerous as you imply."
"I do more than imply, human. They are a threat. The Order of Star Craft have their HQs and barracks and factories as a space-ship like construct that can land and produce troops without the need for further construction. This is how they are able to spread so fast. Added with the constant stream of supplies and reinforcements from the Star Gate and numerical superiority of the Star Wars, they are a threat to this galaxy in every sense of the word."
Gilmore pressed on.
"Anything on their weapons?"
"Not much, I'm afraid. Our spies could not get too much specifics, besides, there are three orders, each with distinct technological difference. So, even if you know of one, other who will still be a problem."
Lantexia nodded.
"I see. So, as I have guessed, this threat to the Imperium is of grave concern. I must report this to the High Lords of Terra immediately."
It was then a Space Marine barged in. Gilmore shot up and roared at the Space Marine.
"How dare you barge into an interrogation, Space Marine? Explain yourself."
The Space Marine spoke quickly.
"Brother-Captain Targrith of the Salamanders has alerted that there are three of the unknown alien's ships that are heading down to the planet, lord Librarian."
Jonas also stood up as he questioned the Marine.
"Have our sensors detected them? Where are they headed?"
"Our sensors indicate that their trajectory show they are heading for the Kel'Dorg Mesa, the former planetary capital of the Eldars."
The Eldar tried to stand up but failed as the chains held her. She asked a quick question.
"Human, what did the ship look like?"
The Space Marine paused as if he was deciding whether to answer the Eldar. Lantexia gestured him to answer.
"The tech priests say that the ship looks like a yellow triangular pyramid with black wings, lord Librarians."
The Librarians and Jonas looked at the Eldar. The Eldar answered in trembling voice.
"It is as I feared. The worst nightmare. I had hoped that it was the Order of Star Wars that would take the first landing. Then we would have been able to stop them. Even the Order of Star Craft would have been easier than the Order of Star Gate landing. They will plant the Star Gate and from that instance, they can produce unlimited number of reinforcements from their home galaxy. Those ships must be stopped, or at least they should be prevented from placing their Star Gate."
Gilmore replied.
"Can we not simply destroy this Star Gate?"
The Eldar shook its head.
"No. It is made of certain metal that is far more resilient than most metals we have seen. However, it is a property of the metal that makes it extremely difficult to destroy. It is impervious to physical attacks as it is far stronger than your adamantinum, and it absorbs energy based weapons to power itself up."
Lantexia sighed and looked at Jonas.
"For now, we will have to believe this Eldar's words, as I have sense no deception on her part. I will report the recordings of this interrogation to the High Lords of Terra, while the Librarian Gilmore will lead the Space Marine to the Kel'Dorg Mesa. Will you be joining them, Lieutenant General?"
Jonas nodded.
"Certainly. I was readying my troops to depart to reinforce the border with the Chaos, but I guess we have no choice but to stop these believers of false god."
"May the Emperor empower your mighty and just sword, general. Emperor is always with us!"
"Glory to the Emperor's chosen!"
As the Space Marine's vehicles were loaded on the Thunderhawks and other transports, the Imperial Guard forces were ready to depart. The transports of the Imperial Guard Cafalas Regiments were a new design, or to tell the truth, a variant on an old design. When the Adeptus Mechanicus failed to come up with a truly new design, they modified the current Thunderhawk design to carry more cargo while armed with fewer weapons to compensate for the heavier cargo slowing down the vehicle. Jonas and Gilmore took the same Thunderhawk for the transportation. The Terminators and the vehicles would follow as soon as they were ready, but Jonas and Gilmore felt that at least the infantries should arrive first. As they sat in their seats, Jonas, who could not stop himself, asked a question.
"Librarian Gilmore, what do you think about what the Eldar spoke of. Do you think she was really telling the truth or there is some hidden agenda behind this all?"
Gilmore pondered his answer.
"I am uncertain, General. I am certain that as a xeno, the Eldar has some agenda unknown to us, but I believe she is sincere in trying to defeat this new threat. The question, I think that is most suitable, is whether their 'dragons' or the 'Void Keeper' is truly that powerful. I highly doubt it as it is certainly Eldar deception, but to back that deception those dragons must indeed be powerful, just not as powerful as the Eldar claims that they are."
"Perhaps. However, I cannot shake this feeling that this new threat is truly vast and beyond the enemies we have faced so far."
"Do you doubt the might of the Imperium, general?"
Jonas quickly shook his head, though his eyes wavered.
"My doubt is just upon the small force we have here. We simply don't have enough troops. Three infantry regiments of Imperial Guards and two armour divisions, and a small part of one order of Space Marines, while enemies outnumber us. The Cafalas Regiments can do only so much, Librarian. We might not be able to hold his world if the enemies come in force."
Gilmore shook his head.
"We will die here if we must, general. Outnumbered or not, we are the Emperor's finest. The White Hammers will not back down even if you do, general."
Jonas flared up in anger.
"Do not think honour and bravery is your alone, Librarian. I admire the Space Marines and their glorious campaign throughout the ages, but I will not sacrifice my men when there is no chance for victory. If we can hold this world by dying to the last men, then I would, but even if all humans on this world die, we may not be able to hold this world. Unless there are more reinforcements…"
Gilmore stared.
"I cannot believe I am hearing this from the hero of ABT 7462! Lieutenant General Derius, was I mistaken to hear that you fought against unbelievably overwhelming Chaos forces and despite the loss of most of your men, you have not only saved the Chapter Master of Crimson Heralds but killed the leader of the Chaos forces there?"
Jonas raised his head in pride.
"Yes, I did those things. The Crimson Heralds gave me this armour for my actions there. However, I did not throw away the lives of my men there. I knew exactly where to hit the enemy. I knew that once I manage to kill their leader, the forces of Chaos would in disarray as the lieutenants of their Warmaster would fight each other for title. However, here we do not have knowledge of the enemy. We do not know anything other than what the Eldar told us. Are you saying that you would throw away your life on faulty intelligence that may not lead you to victory?"
Gilmore paused.
"We do not have to take the whole planet yet, general. We only have to hold our own until we are strong enough to purge this world."
"I question whether we will be able to wait that long."
"The reinforcements are coming, general. They may not be here right now, but they are here."
"I certainly hope so, Librarian Gilmore."
There was a silence. Jonas broke that silence.
"So, how is your training for Epistolary?"
"It is going well, general. Though I have been blessed in being allowed to fight in the frontlines once in a while, I do hope to achieve Epistolary within a decade and finally wear a Psychic Hood."
"I wish you much luck. You will have to survive first."
"Indeed. On that note, general. You have fought these Dracoranians. Anything on how they fight?"
Jonas paused as he compiled his thoughts.
"The white armours are weak, but they are cunning. Their armours are much weaker than an Imperial Guardman's armour and easily torn with a chain sword or power sword. Even the Imperial Guards lasgun were enough to kill them easily. Their weapons weren't very effective against power armours at all. However, they are resourceful. Do not let them get close to you. They attack explosives which makes holes in our armour they will fire into the holes. Many Space Marines died that way. A shame really. If we knew what they were like, the Space Marines would not have made such mistake.
Then there are the 'Marines' the Eldar told us. They also have some sort of power armour, but they are fragile compared to the armours of the Space Marines. Their armours provide some protection from the lasguns and our boltguns, but our melee weapons are good enough to kill them. Their weapons are pitiful. They use guns but the calibres are tiny. It just bounces off our armour. But, in concentration, combined with their grenade launcher they do become a serious threat in large numbers. In battle with equal numbers, we would definitely in without question.
The black armours are a serious trouble though. Their armours are almost impervious. Only the boltguns work against them. Lasguns don't do any damage. The black armours strong against the melee weapons as well. Their strange weapons are strong enough to penetrate your armour. I believe they will be only real challenge for the Space Marines."
Gilmore nodded.
"I will alert the Space Marines of these black armours. What works against them?"
"Bolt weapons and melee weapons. If you strike the bits covered by cloth armour, the weapons actual hurt them, but the armoured part are impervious."
"I see. I will have to use my hammer well."
Jonas smiled and nodded.
"Well, the black armours seemed to be effected by physical damages. Heavy bolter pounded one to death, so I think my tanks and artilleries would make short work of them."
"Indeed."
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