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.
This chapter will feature a small monologue of Void Dragon. Similar name to 'Void Keeper' but are they? Enjoy!
Replies to Reviews/Comments:
R'N'Rer: Thanks... I will add the Grey Knights when the Inquisition decide to move against the Dracoranians. That will be fun, but I want to use Shadow Troopers from StarWars and Protoss from StarCraft, so that will be a good fight.
awilla the hun: The final duel is not around yet, but Barius and Velde gets to kill the dragon. That comes up in later chapter.
ArcanisTheWizard: Yes, I think Tau should be more involved in all this, since they do have the firepower. However, for now, Imperium&Eldar will have to fend for themselves. I just love that uneasy alliance!
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Chapter 21: Silvery Calm
Lieutenant General Jonas almost panicked when he saw the flood of wounded came back from the assault on the enemy's capital. The all-out-attack of the enemy's southern border had amounted in a great success except for the Silver Skulls. Of nearly a thousand Space Marines of the Silver Skulls, only three hundred returned, with nearly half of them critically injured. The gland-pouches of the surviving Apothecaries full of the fallen.
The Chapter Masters of other Chapters swore at the foolish pride of the Silver Skulls, and vocally claimed that the demons had temporarily confused Lord Velde. They all swore vengeance and comforted Barius on returning so many survivors. When he told them of the power of the dragon, they were truly horrified and impressed. No creature had ever fought off three hundred or so Space Marines including tanks and the Chapter Master of the Chapter.
"So this 'dragon' transformed into a daemonic creature?"
"Yes. It was powerful, but not as powerful as its true form. Its scales are made of metal, as thick as my armoured finger. The power swords could barely penetrate it, and the chain weapons did nothing but peel. Emperor damns it."
"Do not blame yourself, Chapter-Master Barius."
"I have no right it that title, my lord."
"Many who had such battlefield promotions felt the same way, Barius. However, you have no time for regrets. You have a duty to rebuild your Chapter. Now, what are your plans?"
"I will send what's left of our… my chapter, back to our homeworld for the Apothecaries to rebuild the chapter. I will remain here with some volunteers from my chapter so we can kill that son of a bitch dragon."
"You could not manage it with three hundred, what would you do with a couple of dozen?"
"I will find a way."
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As the Imperial Guards and the three Chapters of Space Marines pushed into the former southern border of the Eldar, they met with little resistance and they crushed the small garrisons as they pushed deeper into the enemy territories. They did not see anything that could possibly stop them. After all, the fleet of the Imperium continued to orbit the planet and protected them from the planetary bombardment, while supporting the forces of Imperium with their own bombardments from orbit.
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When the Chapter Master of the White Hammers and Jonas was planning their next attack along the east coast of the continent, a captain of the White Hammers came. It was Captain Evial. He saluted to his Chapter Master and nodded to Jonas.
"My lord Carnegie. General. I have a surprise guest for you."
"A guest, Captain Evial?"
"An Eldar Farseer. You have seen her before."
"Ahh… The Eldar who provided us with information."
"Yes."
"Very well. We will meet her."
"Yes, my lord."
--
They went to see the Eldar, who came with a squad of Eldar warriors behind her. White Hammers of Evial were surrounding them with raised bolters. Jonas nodded at the Eldar. Carneigie looked at the Eldar Farseer with some interest. He spoke first.
"So, you are Farseer Loteer of the Eldar. I thought you all had fled from the planet, like your kind always does."
Lorteer made a sound that was like a scoff, and replied.
"I have also noticed that your Space Marines have got themselves killed by the dragon. Just like your kind to rush into things without any knowledge."
"I assume you are here to impart some of your knowledge, then?"
"Wow, for a human, you are certainly more acute than others."
"What do you want in return?"
"Your support in protecting our last stronghold."
"Why don't you just flee like the rest of your army?"
"You are mistaken if you think we fled, Chapter Master of the Space Marines. All of our remaining forces have gathered at the island of Cor'Enai."
"Why would you risk such thing, Eldar? What are you here to tell us?"
"You are certainly smart, human. Yes, we remained because of something on the island. An artefact. It has its own power source, and shielding. We have been studying it for some time, and found that it has something to do with the invasion of the Dracoranians, and why they are here of all the worlds."
"Tell us, and we will consider it."
"From the writings on it, the artefact was something from their god 'Void Keeper' himself. He apparently left some of presence in this galaxy when he 'visited'. This particular artefact allows them to prepare the planet for the arrivals of the Dragon Lord. It appears that the Dragon Lord is not allowed to move from his palace. However, by this device, the dragons allow the Dragon Lord to come here, thus consolidating their presence."
"You are stopping these Dracoranians from taking it."
"Yes. In fact, they have not discovered that we have it on the island. We have led them to believe that it is in the Necron territory. That is why the dragon is ordering his armies to march west through the Chaos forces. We were hoping that the Chaos and the Necrons would weaken the Dracoranians."
"So, you want our help in defending the island."
"You still have the fleet above the planet, capable of taking down anything that dares to cross the channel."
"I will consider it."
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Kafraxialus carefully looked in the mirror. The human had hit him something powerful and not merely a physical attack. Of course he could have stopped it had he dared to think it could have hurt him, but he was a dragon, and almost nothing could possibly harm a dragon. He growled as his left was rather dull compared to the right eye. Even in human form his left eye still had the traces of the injury. He growled.
The butler entered with a glass of whisky-coloured drink. Kafraxialus grunted and gestured him to approach. The butler bowed.
"My lord, your drink, and there is a transmission for you."
"Very well."
A large hologram of three people on marble thrones appeared. In the middle was Zellecalis the Blue Lord, to the left was Xekaron the Black Lord and to the right was Kenavoras the Red Lord. Kafraxialus bowed deeply.
"Greetings, my lords."
Kenavoras growled lowly. Zellecalis gave him a glance and the Red Lord backed down. Zellecalis spoke curtly, clearly with displeasure.
"Kafraxialus, you have disappointed us again and again. Your Lord, as you see, is very displeased with your work."
Kafraxialus sat up straight.
"My lady, I assure you that I did everything I could. It's just that the enemies are resisting more than I expected."
Kenavoras stood up in anger and roared at the young red dragon.
"You fool! Do you think you can fool us with such rhetoric? We know that you still have nearly half of your forces still back at home! Was it not clear to you that as the spearhead of the vanguard, that you have to use everything you have?"
Xekaron raised his head.
"We are disappointed, Kafraxialus. Not only you have failed to conquer the planet, you have not even located the Beacon of Acarion. Find it, Kafraxialus, or you might face disciplinary actions."
Kafraxialus jumped up from this throne.
"You cannot do that! All dragons are individuals, and not subjected to such things! You may be the Lords of the Dragons, but you have no jurisdiction over me."
Xekaron sneered at the young dragon.
"Normally, yes. However, this is the 'Game', Kafraxialus. Here, the hierarchy of the dragons are strictly enforced and you are certain within our jurisdictions to punish."
Kafraxialus looked shocked.
"But… but…"
Kenavoras scoffed at the stammering young dragon.
"You should have done more to secure the Beacon of Acarion and to conquer the planet. Already others have been dispatched to other planets. We were getting impatient."
Kafraxialus looked stunned.
"Who else is here?"
"Rateramarasis, Omoresis, Esurenais, Ferentris, Khelvesian to say the few."
"The entire Vanguard?"
"Oh, yes. Already half are in, and other half following."
Zellecalis spoke, cutting off Kenavoras.
"We have decided to give you a bit more time, Kafraxialus. Do not fail us again."
The hologram disappeared. Kafraxialus remained silent. He unwittingly touched his left eyebrow as he pondered something. He suddenly stood up and clicked his fingers together. A holographic screen appeared.
"Contact my lair."
After a moment, the screen showed a man not unlike the butler.
"My lord Kafraxialus, what are your orders?"
"Get the rear admiral to bring everything. The entire reserve fleet and the reserve ground forces. I have come to require them."
"Of course, my lord. At once."
"I will be waiting."
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Kafraxialus pondered as he walked down the corridors of his ship. He exited the ship via a large landing pad connected to the fortress palace by a large corridor, and he kept going down deeper into the palace. He stroked his left eye. He growled. The visions were still blurry despite the numerous healing spells he cast on it. The angry dragon opened a large, thick metal door and entered it. It was clean and white. Inside were prison cells, with metal doors, all around a large empty circular room. In the middle of the circle was a table with sewerage under the table. There were bits of dark red colours near the sewerage hole. The dragon walked to the end of the room, where a corridor led to another series of cells. The cells were all empty except for one at the very end of the corridor.
The dragon opened the last door. Inside was a naked man, hung on the wall by thick chains drilled through the hands and feet. Kafraxialus looked at the man and spoke.
"Well, Lord Velde of the Silver Skulls. We must get on with our session, O' Chapter Master of the Space Marines. I am certain that my personal torture halls will be filled with your colleagues. I think I will collect Chapter Masters of the Space Marine Chapters and let them join you."
Velde snickered as he raised his head and looked at the dragon.
"How is your eye, dragon?"
Kafraxialus growled.
"It is getting better, human. I must admit that your… surprise attack was a surprise and unexpectedly powerful. How you did it is still a mystery, but I will find out, human. Even if I have to dredge up your memories directly from your brain."
"You will try, filthy xeno, but I shall reveal nothing!"
Kafraxialus laughed.
"Let's begin with some simple torture first… for my amusement."
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Under the red soil of Mars, one of the C'tans, the powerful Void Dragon stirred. It felt a power stirring throughout the galaxy. An old enemy was stirring. An enemy hated by all C'tan. The Void Keeper. The one who stopped them from crossing into the physical world. An enemy who the C'tans and their secret ally prepared the whole trap for. It had long been trying to suppress the technological development of the Imperium by passively influencing the Adeptus Mechanicus, but it felt that it was not enough. If it was free, then it could personally destroy the servants of the Void Keeper. If only…
I hope it was fun. Anything to fix, then post a comment, thanks.