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 mostly 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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Chapter 31: The Beacon calls unexpected Guests
The Farseer huffed as she lay on the ground with a long gash on her belly. The dragon stood over her, pointing the power sword at her neck. The dragon had also sustained some wounds, and blood was dropping from the ened of his chin. The dragon looked to his right and Lord Carnegie lay unconscious on a rock. Sneering, the dragon turned back to the Farseer.
"You have done something very brave and foolish. To think you can defeat me, even with the help of the humans… Utterly ridiculuous and stupid to say the least. What did you expect? I am a dragon, you are nothing."
The Farseer groaned as she replied.
"I will not let our galaxy be your playground, dragon. We will repel you."
The dragon laughed.
"There is nothing you can do to stop us. We have deafeated and tamed the Replicators. We have destroyed the followers of the Ori and banished the Ori themselves. We have purged the Zerg and chased them to the farthest corners of their galaxy. We have punished the Borg for their insolence. Have we not shown the Necrons the wrath of the Void Keeper and his World Ship? There is absolutely nothing you can do to stop us."
"There are powerful beings in this galaxy."
"So were the Ori! They were truly god-like! They bent the very fabric of space and time to stop us, and they failed! We slaughtered their children, and we dissipated their very essence! Nothing can stop us, least of all, your kind."
Farseer groaned again as she turned and tried to roll to the side. Kafraxialus laughed out aloud.
"I hear that the Eldar are like the Elves and you are a fair race. I think I will keep you as my pet. I have lost many of my most beautiful slaves during a gamble, so I would do well to stock up."
The Farseer suddenly met his eyes as she spoke.
"I do not think so."
A suddden realisation hit the dragon and he flung himself with all his strength to his left, just as solid slugs of assault cannon raked past him. He quickly turned to see a Space Marine Dreadnought with an assault cannon coming for him along with at least a dozen Eldar of various kind and a dozen Space Marines. Kafraxialus gritted his teeth and picked himself up, and ran toward the towering beacon. Farseer screamed as loudly as she can.
"Stop him! Stop him reaching the beacon!"
The reinforcements obviously heard her, and they ran after the dragon, with the Dreadnought continually firing upon the dragon. The two Warp Spiders blinked toward the dragon, trying to catch up to him. One Warp Spider got to the dragon first and attempted to blink in front of the dragon, slashing at him. The dragon reacted instantly and knocked back the Eldar's attack and cut her in half with the power sword. Before the second Warp Spider could reach him, he jumped and entered the red center of the beacon, disappearing from sight. Farseer screamed in fury.
"NO!! NO!!"
After a moment, a single light issued forth from the beacon toward the mainland, and it flew like meteor and headed toward the dragon's palace. The dragon was at last successful.
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Lord Carnegie came to and found himself with the Space Marines. He looked around to find the Eldar Farseer. He walked to her and stared. He spoke.
"Were we victorious?"
The Farseer shook her head.
"The dragon had activated the beacon. We have failed. The Eldar has nothing left on this world anymore. We shall depart. However, I fear that this is not the last of the Dracoranian threat."
The Chapter Master nodded. Then the Farseer walked away with her people. For a moment, Lord Carnegie wanted to hold them as prisoners but he thought that the Drcoranians were far more dangerous than the Eldar, and perhaps Eldar may make fine pawn in the Imperium's war against the new invaders.
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The Eldar quickly departed from the planet, stealthily escaping through the Webway gate of the ancient times. The forces of Imperium had suffered grevious losses, and they retreated from the island and the Imperial Guards moved away from the coast, taking the toll of their KIAs. As the calls for reinforcements from other planets in the sector increased in number, more and more Imperial Guards and Space Marine companies were called off-world, reducing the the troops on Telerix II. As the soldiers were beginning to drain from the planet, the Necrons began to sweep the planet. They slowly marched across the former Chaos territories, cleansing the land of the living. The few remaining Clones and the Jaffa were quickly decimated and they were forced to retreat back to the dragon's fortress-palace.
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Kafraxialus the Flame Blade seethed with anger as he nursed his wounds. The humans and the Eldar did more damage than he expected. His mana was seriously drained, and his physical wounds did not heal very well as the power weapons disrupted the natural cellular bonds. Even with the powerful dragon blood flowing through him, it still did not heal fully. Deciding to vent his fury at his prize trophy, he headed down to his dungeon. He stood in front of Lord Velde. Velde sneered at him. It was so obvious that the dragon suffered something and came vent it on him.
"What is it this time, dragon? Where did you get beat up?"
"Silent, human! I came to torture you."
"Go on then."
Growling, the dragon conjured a cat-o'-nine-tails. Velde continued to sneer as the dragon beat him to unconsciousness then heal him and torture him again. For next six or so hours, the dragon tortured the former Chapter Master in every way possible, healing him every time he was near death.
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After the dragon left, Linosis the Goa'uld entered and hovered about the human prisoner. Lord Velde raised his head.
"What do you want, underling?"
Linosis smiled as he caressed the muscled chest of the Space Marine Chapter Master.
"I want to know what you use to make yourself so big and strong. Reveal to me the secrets of your… Space Marines. I saw the scars of surgery and I have deduced that you have… or had certain glands that make you so strong. You and your Space Marines would make the most excellent hosts and warriors. If I can get my hand on your secrets, I can raise an army stronger than any Goa'uld System Lord can muster, and stronger then even the Dominion or the Empire."
"I will tell you nothing."
Linosis sneered as he brought out a long stick with pointy end.
"Many have said that, and many have resisted. However, they all served me thanks to the torture stick. This is actually one of few genuine Goa'uld inventions. Most cruel and most… effective. Let's see how you deal with it."
Lord Velde, who rarely screamed or even groaned under the torture of the dragon, screamed as the torture stick dug into his flesh and set ablaze all his nerves. Every fibre of his pain receptors flared up, giving him incredible pain. The pain subsided as the Goa'uld removed his torture stick.
"Now, are you willing to 'share' your secrets?"
Velde looked up defiantly and sneered back at the Goa'uld.
"Not in a thousand years."
"I can wait that if the circumstances are right. I knew that you would not reveal your secret so lightly. Let's continue on, shell we?"
After twenty six sessions of the torture stick, the former Space Marine was near death, and even Linosis frowned. Linosis spoke softly as he raised hand healing device and healed the prisoner.
"You are strong, Lord Velde. Powerful indeed! I almost wish I could take you as my new host, except you are the property of Lord Kafraxialus."
Velde spit in his face. Linosis took out a cloth and wiped it. Velde spoke, labouring with breathing.
"When I am free once more, I will kill you with my bare hands."
Linosis raised one eyebrow and raised his hand device. Orange beam struck Velde on his forehead. Velde began to tremble and the whites of his eyes began to show.
"I do not think that day will come, Lord Velde. Not even if your wait a thousand years. We really should press on, Lord Velde. I am a busy person, so I rather not delay my other duties just for the fun of torturing you."
"Go to hell, fould beast. I hope the Chaos Gods will feast on your soul!"
Linosis hissed and used his hand device again.
"The latest Goa'uld who took the name of Sokar was a good 'friend' of mine. I keep his preserved head behind my desk along with my favourite collection of heads. I do not think that a god such as I will ever die and go to Netu."
Velde laughed even though he was in pain.
"You think you are a god? What a pathetic being you are. You are not even strong enough to fight me without me chained up! How long do you think you would stand against Chaos Gods or the C'tan of the Necrons, or even a Grey Knight? You are nothing. You are a parasite and parasites must be exterminated!"
Linosis hissed and let him go. Then he turned and walked out.
"I will return to resume the interrogation, Lord Velde. I hope that you consider your current disposition and carefully consider my offer. If you give me your secret, I will make the whole ordeal much less painful."
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Ascaralius the Feared Darkness, one of the Immortals of the Dracoranian Empire, granted eternal lifespan by the Void Keeper himself, and an Ancient Dragon who has lived over a hundred thousand years, stared out into the stars as his mighty fleet exited the Super Gate. When he turned around, he saw a young warrior of blue hair and blue eyes appear as a hologram. The young warrior bowed. Ascaralius acknowledged and spoke first.
"Greetings young Zellethian. You have done well here."
The young blue dragon nodded lightly.
"Thank you, Lord Ascaralius. Your fleet is indeed as mighty as they say."
"Yes, I am rather proud of this little fleet. Well balanced and not to mention over powered. It's just my style."
"Of course. Will you be heading to Telerix system?"
"Yes, I have a duty to remove that incompetent Kafraxialus from the planet and resume the search for the Beacon of Acarion."
The blue dragon tilted his head to the side a bit.
"You haven't heard? Kafraxialus had found the beacon a week ago. I don't think he made any report yet. I hear he was rather injured in recovering the beacon. I am sure he will make the report soon."
Ascaralius frowned.
"His sudden discovery of competence does not interest me. I will make the report and submit it to the Conclave. I will depart immediately to Telerix II."
Then he paused.
"Does anyone else know of his discovery?"
"A few… dragons have heard of it."
Ascaralius growled.
"Damn it."
"My lord, I know that taking the credit for this is rather significant, but it is a good thing afterall. Once the Dragon Lord arrives, our forces will be stronger."
Ascaralius nodded absently.
"Of course, of course. I will talk to Kafraxialus rather than just set him aside. By the way, did he conquer the whole planet?"
"I heard nothing of the sort. He is a red dragon afterall. He is the model of incompetence. In fact, I hear most of his armies were destroyed by the Chaos forces commiting suicide. Imperium has suffered no serious damage by Kafraxialus' forces. In one word, he is 'losing'. Only thing he did was to find and activate the beacon."
"I see. Thank you for the information, Zellethian. It will be useful."
"Have a good conquest, my lord."
Ascaralius nodded and the the hologram disappeared. Ascaralius growled. He grabbed his robe and sat on his throne, brooding over the first real setback in his plans. Malice gleamed in his eyes.
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