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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R'N'Rer: Thanks very much.
awilla the hun: 'The Dragon has no power to cut off the warp'? Where did you get this idea from? The Dragons are my creation, and that particular dragon is seven eight thousand years old! Besides, the Imperium have Geller field, and the planet Cadia has the pillars that cut off the warp. Why can't the dragon? This is supposed to be the greatest challenge for all factions in the Warhammer galaxy! Without the connection to the Warp, thus cut off from the Chaos Gods, the servants of the Chaos Gods are godless for the time being, and when a creature that can easily tear you apart gives you a choice to live, then they, being daemons and thus not so high in loyalty, they would choose the dragon. However, you are right about that the daemons will be increased because the Chaos Gods have confirmed their suspicion that the dragons have entered the galaxy. They will send their most powerful daemons against the Dracoranians... hahaha!
Sorry for late update. I've been trying to find a new job, and writing this stuff may be fun but time consuming. Well, enjoy and wait for more battles to come in this great saga!
Chapter 23: Chaos go boom!
It had been another week since Imperial forces entrenched themselves near the coast on the north east of the continent to block the Dracoranian forces from going to the island. The Dracoranians had mostly ignored the Imperial push into the former territory of the Eldar, but concentrated on the forces of the Chaos, driving the Sorcerers and Warmasters to the cold arctic lands.
The White Minotaurs sent half of their Chapter to fortify the border to the south of the enemy's capital, and the Taurens guarded the inland between the enemy and the fortifications manned by the Imperial Guards near the coast. Two of the Iron Fists defended Kel'Dorg Mesa and the other two at the border between the Necrons and the Imperium. The White Hammers busied themselves constructing and manning the various fortifications throughout the Imperial territory. The three companies of the White Hammers that were on Telerix II were stretched thin, but other Chapters, especially the two Chapters which arrived in their full force greatly boosted moral and strength of the Imperium on the planet.
Unfortunately, the Taurens and the White Minotaurs were not here just for Telerix II. The location of Telerix II allowed it to be an excellent staging ground for any missions in the fringe worlds. Two companies of Tauren were dispatched to the Fordecks system to defend its three worlds under the attack of the Orks, and one company of White Minotaurs each to four different systems in the area under the attack of various enemies. When the news of renewed Tau offensive on JFC32-4 had reached Telerix II, the Taurens sent three companies to annihilate the Tau forces in the system, and to rid the four moons of JFC32-4 of the Tau.
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The war did not go well for the remnant of the Chaos forces driven to the arctic. Not only the initial offensives of the Dracoranians successful, but the Dracoranians began to produce troops from their basis, making the war of attrition applied by the new Warmaster Targilius Dex a mere sting of a bug. The vast fields of cloning vats within the six huge cloning facilities provided both the Empire and the Dominion barracks with fresh troops indoctrinated by Memory Inducer technology of the dragons. Unlike the normal clones used by the Empire or the prisoners of the Dominion, these clones were stronger, faster and smarter, as well as being grown within a week into full maturity, and by the Memory Inducer, there were no need for time-consuming education.
Completely loyal, well trained and educated, these clones were the perfect soldiers. Better perhaps than the Space Marines because of the numerical superiority and no less in indoctrination. While the Space Marines could be seduced or corrupted, since they have the souls and minds of men, the clones were invulnerable to such, since they have no concept of desires other than to serve. Sexual pleasures, wealth or power did not interest the clones. A Space Marine might reject such temptation as evil and would try to cast them aside, but a clone would simply not recognise them unless it was necessary in the mission.
Against these incorruptible soldiers of the Dracoranians, the sorcerers of the Chaos and the influences of the Chaos Gods were easily pushed back. The newly built marines of the Dominion were also powerful. They were no longer bulky but inflexible armours protecting the soldier inside, but a newer model of more active power armour not very dissimilar to the power armours of the Space Marines.
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Across the snow white fields in front of the Warmaster Targillius Dex, the enemies marched. The last remnants of the Chaos forces gathered here to make a last stand. Three hundred or so Chaos Space Marines, over three thousand lesser soldiers of Chaos and a thousand or so daemons along with whatever vehicle that they could salvage stood across the battlefield.
Targillius watched as the white armoured soldiers of the enemy form up a kilometre from his troops. The enemy outnumbered the forces of Chaos by five to one at least. At least eighteen thousand Clone troopers formed up in their ten-by-ten formations, and nearly three thousand Dominion marines filling the gaps between the Clone formations. Behind the infantry were the mechs. Hundreds of lighter AT-RTs and scores of heavier AT-STs, as well as four hundred or so Goliaths back up the infantry. Five AT-ATs and a dozen AT-TEs could be seen among the mechs, and behind them were at least a hundred Siege Tanks in siege mode. In between the AT-ATs were the Dominion Thors. These massive multi-barrelled artillery walkers readied themselves for a fight.
Suddenly, nearly a hundred Vultures and two hundred or so hover bikes carrying Clones swooped past the infantries. The Warmaster let out a scoff as he gripped his daemonic sword tightly. Of course, he and his forces would die here, but the forces of Chaos were not so easily defeated. They could cripple the enemy, and they would be remembered as a truly mighty foe.
Had Targillius found that as he breathed his last breathes that the dragon had ordered a hundred Kull Warriors to spearhead the battle, he would not have thought this way, but even if he did think it in another way, he would still have died. Five Teltak transports flew over the Dracoranian forces and stoped in front of the infantries. They sent down their rings four times, each sending down five Kull Warriors. The Kulls formed a single line. They began to march forward in synchronized steps. The main force waited.
Targillius roared and charged with his Chaos Space Marines and the Lost and the Damned followed their Warmaster. Bolt guns, plasma fires and missiles and various daemonic ammunitions flew in the air against the Kull Warriors. Several missiles knocked a few Kull Warriors down only to have them quickly stand back up. The Kull Warriors fired the wrist blasters. The powerful orange plasma ammo punched through the thick armours and carapaces, spilling blood and bile all over the snow.
The bolter ammo bounced off the black armours of the Kull, and the plasma shots were absorbed. The daemons jumped on to the Kull Warriors. A beast-like creature grabbed a Kull Warrior with its claws. The creature looked like a large lion, but when it grabbed on, its chest opened and metallic ribs shot out skewering the Kull Warrior. Unfortunately, the armour of the Kull Warrior was far too tough. The metal bones bent under its own power, and the Kull Warrior slipped his right hand under the beast's belly and fired. The guts and blood and meat flew off the daemon leaving a large hole with half-melted metal bones.
A Chaos Space Marine grabbed a Kull Warrior's right arm with his left and swung down his axe on the Kull's left arm, cutting it off on the cloth-armour part. The blood poured from the Kull's stump but the Kull did not care. It raised its stump at smashed at the Chaos Marine's helmet, splattering it with blood. The Chaos Space Marine smashed the Kull Warrior's head with his axe, but both were equally strong. The helmet of the Chaos Space Marine buckled under the attack of the stump, while the black helmet of the Kull began to crack.
The Warmaster was powerful. His axe smashed into the cloth-armour of the Kull Warrior and drove deep into the flesh. Then he spun around, using the momentum to chop off the head. The Kull was dead. However, another Kull Warrior fired its wrist weapon on the axe, shattering it to pieces. The Warmaster drew his power sword from his back, and skewered the Kull through the belly, ripping out the lower spine. The Kull fell as it lost its legs, but even as it fell, it continued to fire.
Targillius kicked the Kull Warrior in the head forcing it to the ground. Then he aimed his heavy bolter that replaced his left hand at the Kull's head and fired. The helmet of the Kull withstood the bolter fire but the concussion smashed the goa'uld's head inside. Without a pause, Targillius fired his heavy bolter at another Kull Warrior who was firing its wrist blaster at several of the Lost and the Damned. The heavier bolt ammo smashed into the Kull Warrior forcing it back a few steps.
One of the more powerful daemons charged that Kull Warrior. A single large scythe-like claw shot out from its back and skewered the Kull Warrior in the head. Its blade going through from the top of the head through to the other end, the daemon instantly killed the Kull Warrior. However, when the daemon drew out the claw out, it was all torn from clashing against the armour.
It took full twenty minutes to kill all the Kull Warriors, and the Chaos took much casualty. With all except one of the Warp Gates now in the hands of the Dracoranians or destroyed, the forces of Chaos on Telerix II could not be reinforced readily. This was indeed the last stand for the Warmaster. The one-thousand year old former Chaos Space Marine, breathed heavily as he clutched a hole in his left thigh, stopping the bleeding with his power from the Warp.
The Clones and the forces of the Dominion began to march. The white armoured Clones raised their rifles and fired. The rain of plasma fires coloured the sky blue. Despite the relatively low damage, the sheer amount of firepower began subdue the forces of Chaos. The daemons and the remaining warriors of Chaos charged, and commenced their slaughter of the Clones. Two unrelenting tides of war clashed. The Clones grabbed on to the big daemons and Chaos Space Marines and fired into the gaps and holes in the armours and carapaces, while the Chaos Space Marines and the Daemons crushed, slashed and pulped the waves after waves of Clones.
The new Terran Marines were powerful. A Terran Marine grabbed hold of a Chaos Space Marine's helmet by the horn and placed his rifle right in front of the daemonic soldier, and fired half the clip into the head. Half of the two hundred ammo clip fired into the helmet, eventually crushing their way through to the thick skull of the warrior of Chaos. Of course, the Chaos Space Marine did not play around while his opponent fired at him. His chain sword sawed its way into the Terran Marine's armour and out the other end. The marines fell, clung together with each other's weapons sticking out of them.
A large daemon, as big as a Siege Tank, trampled the Clones and slashed them with various horns and other pointy bones. A squad of Clones noticed this beast killing the squad right next to them with ease. The squad leader silently pointed at the beast. They fired their wrist cable, and the cable dug deep into the hard carapace of the beast. Using the cable, they jumped on to the daemon, three of them killed by landing in wrong places on the daemon. The survivors fired their rifles into one spot, drilling a hole in its carapace. Then, they took out their thermal detonators and stuck them in the holes.
The beast daemon exploded, killing the whole squad and many more Clones with the high speed shrapnel made of the daemon's carapace. Despite losing so many, there were still plenty of Clones. More and more Clones entered the battle, firing their plasma rifles. In fact, the Clones utilised tactics that did not care for the loss of men. Three squads of Heavy Weapons Specialists, each carrying a large sack of powerful demolition charges, entered a part of the battle where the Clones were fighting particularly large daemons. They threw the sacks into the air, and they opened, dropping the charges among the fighting Clones and daemons. Then a squad leader pressed a button.
The Warmaster Targillius saw a massive explosion as a whole section of this army blasted apart by the demolition charges. Nearly half of the daemons died along with nearly two thousand Clones. The empty spots were quickly taken by the Clones, who continued to push. Targillius, being a consummate tactician, immediately realised that this world was lost to them, and these Dracoranians have finally destroyed the Chaos hold on Telerix II. He was determined to go with a bang. He began to gather as much power as possible from the Warp, and then he began to suck the life and power from the nearby sorcerers and any servant of Chaos who had the gift. Within moments, the power of the Chaos Warp was so immense around the Warmaster that the Clones and Terran Marines that approached him shrivelled up and died, submitting their life-force to this Warp Bomb.
Amidst the artillery bombardments and continued push of the Clones, the forces of Chaos were slowly being driven back, though none retreated. Then the Warmaster detonated his final weapon. There was no sound at first. Then a great crimson light encompassed the battlefield. It swallowed the Clones, daemons, Chaos Space Marines and tanks and everything. Suddenly, the bubble of light broke, and it exploded. Everything inside were instantly incinerated and those things that survived somehow were faced with a massive storm of Warp energy, moving about the crater in the forms of lightning bolts, searing anything that was not utterly destroyed.
When the final bit of the Warp energy faded, and the 1.21km radius crater was no longer subjected to the lightning storm of Chaos, the wind swept across what was once a battlefield. Had anyone survived, they would have heard, among the wind, a faint chuckle of the Malal.
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