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.
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awilla the hun: Yes, my story isn't that serious. This is suppose to be a massive mix of various other titles with the basis on not simple dimensional transition but on the being 'Void Keeper'. While it is all battles and blood and guts, the story will begin to evolve in a few chapters time. In fact, my plan has it that from chapter 21, there will be more plot development...
Sneakpeak: In chapter 21, the reason for the attack on Telerix II is revealed!
This chapter will feature some of the DOTA things and magic… Enjoy!
Chapter 19: Silver Blood Part 3
Leaving behind the continuing battle behind, Lord Velde and the Silver Skulls entered the area within the first wall. Strangely, there were no Clones or any troops that guarded the area. Reloading their bolters, the Space Marines carefully walked toward the giant fortress palace in front of them. They almost admired the beauty of the structure, as it was truly fantastic in its aesthetic beauty, but they knew that it was the palace where their true target was within.
As the silver armoured Space Marines walked up to the fortress palace, they saw a man walking toward them. It was a red haired man, and the Space Marines instinctively knew that this was their target. The man was wearing tight-fitting armour, and holding a long thin sword. His flaming red hair flying in the wind, the man simply stood there smiling lightly. Lord Velde recognised the sneer and approached him with his power sword held tightly. Seven Librarians, three Captains and several Terminators followed him, and the rest of the Silver Skulls came behind them, converging on one man. Velde spoke loudly at the man.
"Are you the dragon who commands the invasion force here?"
The man smiled.
"Yes, human. I am the great dragon Kafraxialus the Flame Blade, the commander of the vanguard of the Dracoranian expedition force. I see that you've come to entertain me with your futile attempt to slay me."
"It won't be futile, dragon. I will end you in the name of the Emperor, most holy of all!"
"You are pathetic little beings unable to see beyond your nose. You are nothing! The day you can end me, will be the day the universe collapses, fool."
"We shall see, reptile. Die!!"
The Chapter Master roared and charged with his sword high. He slashed down at the dragon, but the dragon blocked it easily. Velde gripped his sword harder and pushed down with all his might. Kafraxialus sneered as he blocked it with only one hand gripping the sword. Incredibly, the thin blade easily stopped the power sword and it did not break. The dragon sneered.
"I am a dragon, foolish human. No matter what shape I am in, I am far superior to the best of your kind."
Then the dragon easily flicked his sword, throwing back the heavy armoured Chapter Master into the air. A Librarian fired his bolt pistol at the human-form dragon. Kafraxialus reacted instantly and deflected the huge bullets with the flicker of his sword. He snickered and stepped forward.
"You see, mortals? I am a dragon, and there is nothing you can do to stop me."
Then the Captains of the Silver Skulls rushed at him, with Captain Barius in the front. Barius smashed down with his chain blade, but Kafraxialus grabbed it by his left hand and with the chainsaw of the weapon creating spark against his bare skin as if scraping metal, he clenched it into fist, destroying the chain blade. Barius growled and quickly punched Kafraxialus in the face with his left fist. Smack! It was loud, but Barius felt that it wasn't enough. Indeed, Kafraxialus' head was turned but there was nothing. No bruise or cut. Not even a Space Marine would be able to survive a powerful punch of another Space Marine wearing full armour without a scratch. Barius gritted his teeth and kept punching.
Meanwhile, other Captains also attacked the dragon, but their attacks were futile. With the sword in the right hand, the dragon deflected everything. Then when Barius paused his punching, Kafraxialus looked right into the Captain's eyes.
"Had enough? I think you had enough chance. Let me teach you manners."
Kafraxialus' eyes glowed red suddenly, and Barius suddenly felt afraid. It was a rather strange feeling, something that was not well known to him. He was always the brave one, or reckless as some might say. This was a sort of primal fear. It was the fear a small rodent felt when a larger dinosaur was trying to eat it. Barius felt himself shaking and dripping sweat. His power armour began to process the sweat and recycled it. The Captain let go of the chain blade and jumped away from the enemy. There was not even a hint of redness on the dragon's cheek. The dragon smiled widely.
"Time for play is over, boys!"
With a bright flash, the human-form disappeared and a huge six meter tall Doom Bringer appeared in its place. It wielded a giant blade burning in green fire, its hooves digging deep into the ground, and its wing covering the sky. It roared. Now that the dragon was in the shape of a non-human, and more daemon, the Space Marines suddenly summoned great courage and rage from deep inside their soul. The Librarians and Chaplins rallied the others with their psychic powers driving out the fear. Velde shouted, lifting his sword high in the air.
"Kill the daemonic creature, in the holy name of the Emperor!"
Kafraxialus was moderately surprised at the sudden will to fight the Space Marines showed. He was more surprised when the Space Marines jumped on to his body and began to mercilessly thrust their melee weapons into the daemonic body. Barius grabbed on to the left shoulder and shoved a power sword he picked up before into the back of the Doom Bringer. Kafraxialus roared in pain as a dozen power sword and a dozen chain blades dug into his flesh. He stomped and jumped to shake off the Space Marines.
"Silver Skulls, jump!"
At Lord Velde's order, the Space Marines jumped off the Doom Bringer, leaving the melee weapons still stuck in the screaming creature. Velde gestured toward the Doom Bringer, and the remaining Space Marines including several Dreadnoughts, began to fire their weapons at it. Streams of bolt fire hit the Doom Bringer, and melta guns created big burning holes in its armour and thick hide. Several missile launchers pushed back the daemon several steps.
"Kill it!"
Barius roared as he grabbed one of the heavy bolters and fired at Doom Bringer's head. The creature could not withstand the firepower of the three companies of Silver Skulls and it went down, its body smouldering and smoking. A Terminator and a Chaplin approached the creature and poked at it with their power swords.
"My lord, I think this creature is dead…"
With a great howl, the Doom Bringer jumped up, grabbing the Chaplin's head with its massive fist. Then it slashed down at the Terminator with its burning sword. With sickening crack, the Terminator split in the middle, with blood and bones and soft intestines spilling out from the two halves, some of the meat burnt by the green fire. Kafraxialus screamed at the Silver Skulls.
"You will die for this!"
He waved his hand in the air, and the sky was filled with small flashes, where burning rocks hurled themselves at the Silver Skulls at great speed that crushed Space Marine's armoured head. Then the Doom Bringer waved his hand toward the ground, and the ground began to smoke and flames rose out from the ground, singeing the metal boots of the Space Marines. Barius grabbed his new power sword and the heavy bolter, and charged toward the daemon.
"Is this the best you can do, daemon?"
"No, human. I will show you my power!"
Then the Doom Bringer smote the ground right in front of Barius, and the shockwave was so enormous that Barius was flung backward, toppling over several times. Standing up again, Captain Barius looked for a weapon. He found a melta gun and fired at the dragon in daemon form. The first shot hit the Doom Bringer in the middle of the chest, forcing it to step back a step, with a burning hole in the middle. The second shot hit the left wing, creating a large hole. The third shot was deflected by the daemon's blade. Then the ammo ran out. Barius grimaced as the daemon came at him. Suddenly, the Doom Bringer was thrown back with a large explosion in his face. Barius looked around to see Velde wielding a missile launcher. Velde smiled at Barius.
"Barius, come and get a weapon."
"Yes, my lord."
Barius picked up a bolter and turned toward the dragon with several of the Silver Skulls who picked themselves up and grabbed a weapon. More and more Space Marines found themselves back on their feet. Nearly a hundred battle-brothers, twenty one Terminators and fourteen Dreadnoughts, and nine Librarians, gathered around Velde and Barius, and the others were still back at the first wall, stopping the enemy soldiers trying to enter. The Doom Bringer bellowed and charged at them as they roared and charged at it. They clashed. The titanic battle truly began. Swords and blades flashed as they collided with one another, and the giant blade of the Doom Bringer cutting down several Space Marines.
Terminators jumped on to the large creature and grabbed the melee weapons stuck in its body and began to cut through. The Doom Bringer screamed as the chain blades cut their way through the thick flesh and dark blood spewed forth from the deep gashes. Several battle-brothers jammed their frag grenades into the Doom Bringer's cuts. At their words, the Terminators jumped off, and the grenades exploded, showering the Silver Skulls in dark blood of the daemon. However, the elites of the Imperium found the flesh of the Doom Bringer was regenerating right in front of their eyes.
The Doom Bringer cut down another three battle-brothers when seven Assault Space Marines came down in their jump packs. They instantly fired their bolters at the Doom Bringer.
"This is nothing, pitiful humans! You will die here!"
Kafraxialus jumped up with his wings and crashed into the ranks of the Silver Skulls, crushing and killing several more Space Marines. As he howled once more, a Whirlwind came up the steep hill of the rubbles of the first wall. It fired several missiles at the Doom Bringer. The impact and following explosions tossed the giant creature several meters. Screaming, the daemon-form dragon stood up, and threw his sword at the Whirlwind. The blade suddenly burned brighter. It sliced its way into the thick armour of the Whirlwind, and then it exploded in green fire.
Barius snarled as he picked himself up. They needed more firepower. Just as he thought that, the rubbles exploded and a Baneblade entered. Behind it were the Vindicator and the other Baneblade. The first Baneblade fired. It struck the Doom Bringer right in the chest. The shells detonated upon the creature, tearing its flesh. Kafraxialus screamed as pain seared through his body. He fell, and the giant body of the Doom Bringer fell to its knees. The Silver Skulls smiled as they saw an enemy so powerful, finally succumbing before their might. They proud that they defeated the dragon or daemon or whatever it was.
They were wrong. They merely angered the dragon. The body of the Doom Bringer glowed purple, and the light grew and turned into a burning purple star, blinding all. Then the light disappeared and the dragon, in its original form appeared. Its scales blood red and its eyes glowing, drilling primal fear into the hearts of the Space Marines, and it bellowed a great roar that shook the walls. The creature stretched its body to full height and spread its vast wings. It spoke, and the voice was so enchanting yet terrifying and powerful.
"You have fought valiantly. You have fought well. Space Marines of Silver Skulls, I salute you. Now, you die."
It spoke in such toneless, emotionless voice, that it was as if reading from a book. It was as if it was merely stating a fact. The senseless fear still filled the hearts of the Silver Skulls, and the dragon simply made it worse. The dragon stepped forward, and the two Baneblades and the Vindicator fired all their weapons. The shells exploded, beam weapons smashed into the scales. Nothing. The scales were simply too tough for the weapons of the two most powerful tanks of the Imperium to penetrate. It did push the creature back with the impact, and this gave the Space Marines' surviving Librarians and Chaplins to focus their power and remove the fear from the hearts of the Silver Skulls. Velde bit into his lips, drawing blood and waking him from the pit of fear. He grabbed a power sword lying on the ground and held it tightly.
The dragon looked at the tanks. Then one red beam from each eye shot out at the tanks and it simply looked around at the tanks, and the red beams cut through the tanks like power sword through human flesh. The tanks exploded. Then the dragon looked at the surviving Silver Skulls. There were still a hundred fifty of them remained, including a dozen Dreadnoughts. The dragon laughed, baring its large fangs. It whispered something, and tens of thousands fist-size balls of glowing red energy appeared all around him, covering the sky with red glow. Then they rained down on the Silver Skulls. Each of these tiny balls of energy hit no harder than a solid punch from a Space Marine, but then it rains down on one person in hundreds, it kills. These balls of energy tracked their targets, smashing into the Space Marines directly.
It was several minutes before the rain of energy ball ended. Barius felt like he was pounded by a hundred men. Everything part of his body ached. His armour was dented, buckled and cracked all over. When he looked around, he saw several of his battle-brothers and Librarians standing up. He saw Velde and a Terminator labouring to stand. The surviving Apothecaries checked others, but most of them were dead. Instinctively, they began to cut out the Gene-Seeds. Barius approached Velde with heavy footsteps.
"My lord, will you be okay?"
"I am fine, brother. However, I did not expect this kind of loss. Our chapter is all but lost. We have failed, but we must survive. Avenge us, brother."
"My lord?"
Before Barius could stop him, Velde grabbed his power sword and ran toward the towering dragon, who was gazing down at the dead bodies of the Space Marines. Barius could see the power of the Chapter Master coming to life. The right hand glowed and sparks of silvery light formed around him. When Kafraxialus noticed the charging Chapter Master, Velde already jumped. He jumped higher than what was possible. He was above the dragon's head. The sword came down. It went down straight into the staring left eye of the dragon.
The scream was deafening. The great red dragon toppled backward. Velde walked back to Barius. He looked older, with more wrinkles as if he had spent his life-force to hurt the dragon. Velde looked at Barius and an Apothecary who came to him. Velde spoke quietly in huskier voice.
"Apothecary, remove my Gene-Seeds and glands."
"My lord?"
"Do it, Apothecary. It is a direct order."
"My lord, but without it…"
"I will survive long enough even without it. Now, extract it."
Barius was stunned as the Apothecary pulled off the chest piece of the power armour, and placed scalpel to the skin. The scalpel paused then dug into the flesh of the Chapter Master. Velde did not even wince when the blade cut into him. The Chapter Master removed his right glove. Then he removed the forearm section, underneath which a gold armband appeared. The armband wrapped tightly around the forearm, glowing dimly in golden light. He took it off and handed it to Barius. Velde explained.
"This is the Armband of Golden Skull. It was given to the first Chapter Master of our order by the Chapter Master of the Ultramarines himself. It will give you additional strength, and allow your glands to reach deep into their potential. It will allow you to tap into your life-force to summon extraordinary strength. It is the secret artefact that is given only to the Chapter Master."
"But, my lord…"
"I have failed our chapter. I cannot return in such shame. You are now the Chapter Master. Take my glands to our home world, and rebuild our chapter. When we become strong again, then swear to me that you will avenge the dead brother here."
"I certainly will, but my lord, it would better if you would…"
"No! I cannot. You must. Take all the remaining… surviving brothers and return to our home world. Promise me that you will save as many as possible, and rebuild our order."
"Yes, my lord. I will do anything. I will avenge you."
As the limping Chapter Master Velde slowly walked toward the still-writhing dragon, the Apothecaries and other survivors dragged each other and headed out. Barius turned his head as he saw a lonely figure of his old friend walking to his death, without the glands, without the secret holy artefact or even anyone to help him fight. Alone. Yet, he could feel the strength of the man. The resolve of the man. It was strong. Strong enough to stand against the dragon alone.
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