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.
Sorry for not posting yesterday. My reserves of the story ran out, so I had to write it up and stockpile some. Enjoy!
Chapter 17: Silver Blood Part 1
All Silver Skulls had asked for was three Baneblade Super Heavy Tanks, to be manned by the Silver Skulls themselves. The Taurens and the White Minotaurs assaulted four border forts of the Dracoranians supported by the Imperial Guards who attacked three by themselves, and these attacks gave the Silver Skulls enough gaps in the enemy's defence network to position themselves within the striking distance of the enemy's capital. Of course, the defences of the Dracoranians were heavy in the area, and the Silver Skulls would have to fight their way through the heavy defences, but the Space Marines were ready to take on the challenge and bring down the leader of the enemy.
The entire chapter, all eight companies and forty Scouts, with the Baneblades taking the point, readied themselves as they walked up the hill, looking down at the quadruple walls of the enemy's city, and several heavily fortified military camps placed around the city, guarded by a circular wall with numerous turrets mounted on them.
A Scout came up to Lord Velde, who was inspecting one of the Terminators.
"My lord, we are in position. We will have to break through three of the camps before getting to the first outer wall, sir. Even then, there are many turrets on the wall."
"I see, Scout. Thank you. Get in your positions, and we will attack. I think the newly equipped 'shields' would make a big difference. You should take one as well, Scout. In fact, have other Scouts to take one each. I don't want my brothers being killed before we get to kill their leader."
"Yes, my lord."
As the Scout walked away, a battle-brother handed a large piece of thick metal plate with crude handles. It was about three quarters high as a Space Marine, and three quarters as wide. About five centimetres thick, the shield was a solid metal, and seemed as if it was cut out from a larger piece.
Velde walked to the place where the captains of his chapter were standing around and speaking to each other. They saluted when they saw him. Velde saluted back and joined them.
"Are they ready?"
"Yes, my lord."
"Then we attack in the most glorious name of the Emperor!"
"In the name of the Emperor!"
The attack began.
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The shields held well against the incoming bullets and plasma. The Clones on the walls of the first camp noticed them immediately, and quickly manned their turrets and gun emplacements. The turbolaser emplacements fired their red plasma shots at the Silver Skulls, who came at them one step at time, grimly blocking each shot as they fired their bolters, heavy bolters, multi melta guns and missile launchers. The battle-brothers wielding the heavy weapons took the point alongside the Dreadnoughts. The Dreadnoughts of the Silver Skulls were all equipped with heavy bolters, continuously firing at the Clones. The plasma rifles wielded by the Clones were no match for the thick metal shields, and the Space Marines carefully aimed their shots at the Clones on the top of the walls, and more and more Clones fell.
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Clone Lieutenant 'Hosh' K23-C1132 quickly climbed the ramp up the wall when he heard the sound of battle. He entered one of the protected battlements. He saw about a thousand enemy soldiers wearing silver armour with black shoulder pads, and they were firing powerful weapons and protected by some sort of metal shield. Lt Hosh was in charge of the camp, and he knew that this camp would fall, as it held no more than a one hundred fifty Clones, with not many heavy weapons. He ran down the ramp and went into the main armoury, where the veteran Clones were getting their heavy weapons. He shouted at the Armoury Sergeant.
"Sergeant, get me my quad-turbo!"
"Yes, sir."
The weapon was something usually given to the elites of the Clone army, but sometimes was given to small units as fire support. It was a quad-turbolaser gun, slung on the trooper with power cables connected to the power pack worn on the back. It had decent rate of fire, and it fired larger calibre of plasma ammo.
Lt Hosh checked the battery, and ran back up the ramp and placed himself on an open part of the wall. Looking down at the enemy who approached slowly but without halt, he fired his quad-turbolaser. Powerful plasma shots rained on the Space Marines, but the shields held. Frowning slightly under his helmet, he spoke to his men, who were firing their weapons at the attacking enemy.
"Clones, concentrate your fires on my target!"
"Yes, sir."
Choosing one soldier who was killing several Clones with a missile launcher, he fired this weapon at the shield. The sheer impact of the attack forced the Space Marine's shield to move away from the front. Then two Clones with a rocket launchers fired at the enemy, one hitting him directly. The Space Marine's right hand, which held the missile launcher, was blasted away along with a large chunk of his shoulder. Then a Dreadnought who was close by walked up and stood in front of the injured Space Marine and began to fire its heavy bolter along the wall. With great explosion of stone fragments, the walls were hit by the large calibre ammos, and the Clones on the wall were blasted into bits. Lt Hosh barely survived it by jumping into the nearby battlement.
When the Dreadnought stopped firing, he jumped back out and fired his quad-turbolaser at the big machine, but its armour was too thick. Angry, the Clone lieutenant continued to fire until the barrels of his gun was over heated. He threw down the heavy weapon and picked up a rocket launcher of a nearby dead Clone trooper. However, before he could fire, he heard a large gunfire.
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The Sergeant of the Scout team smiled as his sniper shot blew off the head of the enemy's leader. A member of his team cheered.
"A good shot, brother-sergeant."
"Yes, it was. We have plenty of ammo. Fire away your snipers, brothers."
"Yes, sir."
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The first camp fell quickly, as its entire small garrison, who foolishly came up the wall, were slaughtered. The injuries of the Space Marines were few, only three lightly injured, and one with right arm-lost. The Chapter Master ordered the attack on the second camp.
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The second camp was slightly different, as it had several automated turrets as well as more soldiers. In fact, the gate of the camp walls was open and about a hundred Clones were entering it, with three AT-STs. The Chapter-Master roared as he charged with his shield in front of him.
"Charge, my brothers! Destroy them in the name of the Emperor! Let their skulls be the proof of our devotion!"
The Baneblades fired their Baneblade Cannons and the Demolisher Cannon, blasting away a chunk of the camp's wall. The Space Marines moved surprisingly fast as they approached the walls and climbed on to the rubbles. The surviving Clones fired their weapons at the Space Marines.
The Space Marine in the front of the charge was Captain Barius Tesel of the third Company, a man of great valour and strength. He had four skulls of Hive Tyrants, proving his unmatched valour. It was said among the Silver Skulls, that this three hundred year old warrior would have made the Chapter Master had it not been his problem with anger management. He was demoted several times because of the incidents caused by his uncontrollable anger, but his skills and power could not be denied.
Captain Barius smashed the bottom edge of his shield at the Clone trooper who was firing at him. Earlier, he had used his power sword to crudely make the bottom edge sharp, and it allowed him to drive it deep into the Clone's neck, breaking through the neck, then the upper spine and out the other end, cutting off the head. At the same time as he killed the Clone with his shield, he raised his bolter in his right hand, and fired at the three Clones who had their backs turned on him and firing at another Silver Skull.
The helmets of the Clones were powerful, but the sheer force of the large calibre ammo burst their skulls and smashed the brains into goo. Smiling, Barius noticed a walker machine of the enemy aiming at him from the front, and quickly raised his shield just in time. The impact of the enemy's machine knocked him on to his back, but like the true super soldier, Barius stood up quickly and ran toward the AT-ST. Ignoring the Clones around him, he fired into the leg of the AT-ST with the rest of clip in this bolter. When it did not break the leg, he dropped his bolter and drew his power sword from his back.
"Die, you heretical mongrels!"
With a roar, the veteran warrior swung at the leg, and the leg snapped where it was hit by the bolter ammo. He swayed and fell sideways. Ignoring the explosion, Barius looked for more enemies to kill, and there were plenty as the Clones kept on coming.
Barius swung his sword down at a Clone as the Clone tried to block it with his rifle. With a crack, the rifle almost snapped in half, but it held. The Clone quickly threw the broken rifle at Barius and drew its pistol. Roaring, Barius raised his foot and slammed down on the Clone's pistol, crushing the hand as well. Then Barius decided to move on, and deliberately stepped on the Clone's head, bursting it under crushed helmet.
He cut loose his shield and took out his pistol. He fired it into a Clone's head, and then swung his sword sideways, chopping cleanly off. The ferocious captain saw another Clone behind him, and he smashed his elbow at the Clone, breaking its chest armour. Swinging around, he aimed his pistol at the broke chest armour and fired three shots, the third shot tearing into the Clone.
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The second camps fell, and the Silver Skulls pushed on to the third. The Silver Skulls quickly realised that they had underestimated the new aliens. While the first two camps were garrisoned lightly, the third camp had been heavily reinforced within hours of the news that the first camp fell. Nearly a thousand Clones manned the walls, and several vehicles positioned themselves under the walls, charging at the Silver Skulls.
The shields came in handy once again, as the enemy's weapons glanced off the thick metal. However, the Clones of the third camp were well equipped. With at least two hundred rocket launchers, the Clones batted down the Space Marines, though unable to inflict heavy damage. By the time the Clones and the Space Marines met under the walls of the third camp, the shields were all but gone, and the Space Marines got back their normal weapons.
With bolters in the left and melee weapons on the right, the Space Marines delved deep into the ranks of the Clones and slaughtered them. The power blades and chain blades ripped through the white armours of the Clones and the red blood drenched the silver armours of the Space Marines. The Silver Skulls laughed as they cut their way through an enemy worthy to be their enemy. The Clones fought back hard, not giving a moment's thought their own survival. Like the Space Marines, the Clones existed to fight. It was a bloody good battle.
I hope it was fun. Anything to fix, then post a comment, thanks.