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.
Okay, I'm back... but I haven't stocked up on the reserves, so the updating will be slow for next month or so... busy busy...
I decided to change the quiz into a competition of a character creation. Whoever comes up with most unique character will win, and I will be forced to write that character into the story no matter what I plan... a good way to add a little twist.
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Chapter 33: Pre-Planetfall
Kafraxialus growled as he watched the holoscreen of the space above Telerix II. Ships after ships arrived. Hundreds of Ha'tak vessels and scores of Star Destroyers arrived through the hyperspace, and more and more came as the time passed. He instinctively knew whose fleet it was. He also knew that Ascaralius was coming to remove him from the planet and take the credit for himself. The Ancient Dragon was powerful. Far more powerful than a young dragon such as Kafraxialus himself, and far more devious, the older dragon had accumulated enough ships and followers and slaves and soldiers to take down whole empires. Even with his full force, Kafraxialus could not have won against Ascaralius. He knew it too well. Kafraxialus suddenly grinned and sneered at the Lair Ship that just appeared among the Star Destroyers.
"It was so lucky that I reported my findings to the Lords yesterday. Jam away my communications, Ascaralius, but the boat has already sailed away…"
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The Imperial Fleet floating near the south pole of the planet saw the arrivals and they realised that they were outnumbered. The commanding officer of the fleet immediately contacted the forces below.
"Chapter Master Carnegie, and General Jonas."
Carnegie answered first.
"Greetings to you, Captain."
"We have a problem, Chapter Master. We have just detected a massive enemy fleet arriving above the planet. We are vastly outnumbered and our protocols indicate that I must evacuate you."
Jonas frowned.
"We are winning down here, captain. The Dracoranian forces are depleted and the Necrons are few. We control most of the planet."
The captain sighed.
"I understand, general, that you feel that you can win, but even if you do, these Dracoranians just had massive reinforcements."
Jonas queried.
"How massive?"
"We are counting nearly three hundred sixty of that pyramid ship you have captured, accompanied by about a hundred smaller ships, and four very big ships, four very very big triangular ships… the same one Lord Admiral Gabris had destroyed, and about a hundred triangular ships of three different types. More and more of them are arriving as well."
Carnegie groaned.
"Can you hold them off?"
The captain shook his head.
"Sorry, sir. I have orders from the Segmentum Command. I must extract our forces if we are overwhelmed."
Carnegie stared at the captain.
"The Space Marines will not retreat. We have not retreat from planet we control. We are the Emperor's finest!"
"My orders stand, Chapter Master. My orders come directly from the High Lords to the Segmentum Command, sir. If we are met with a force that we cannot defeat with current forces or cannot defeat them without expecting grave casualities, then we are to extract all members of the Space Marines and the high ranking officers of the Imperial Guards, and as many Imperial Guards as possible. The Imperial Navy of our Battlefleet Gargosia have been ordered to retain as much of the Imperium's capacity for war. If you decide to waste the valuable Space Marines of the Imperium by throwing them against far superior numbers for a planet of little value, then I must report this to Terra. I predict that you have less then twelve hours to prepare for evacuation."
Then the captain turned to Jonas.
"General, I have already sent down the transports for your troops. I have orders temporarily overriding your command and authority if you refuse to evacuate. You will evacuate your men as soon as the ships and shuttle arrive."
"Very well, captain."
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Jonas fumed as he ordered his men to evacuate. The Chapter Masters of the Space Marines were also angry that they, the Emperor's chosen, were forced by the Segmentum Command to abandon a planet to the invaders. It was not even as if they were evacuating the civilians. The civilians were left to die while the soldiers and vehicles were evacuated first. Jonas slammed the conference table.
"This is outrageous. We are so close to victory."
Chapter Master Barius was enraged as well. He was yet to avenge his fallen brothers and he was forced to retreat. In fact, because the Silver Skulls had suffered so many casualties, they were ordered to retreat first. Barius growled as he quelled his anger.
"Had it not been the order from the High Lords, I would never retreat."
Jonas nodded.
"I agree. I have been ordered to return to Cafalas IV and prepare for a full scale war against the Dracoranians. Lord Marshal is putting me in charge of six regiments from Gregoris II as well as a sizable reserves and support from the Adeptus Mechanicus on Gregoris III. The Titan Legion that was coming here has been diverted to Codelus III, and I am to join them. Will you join me in the upcoming campaign against the Dracoranians?"
Barius smiled widely.
"Of course, general. I and what remains of my Chapter will join you."
"Thank you, Chapter Master. It will be good to have your strength in the battlefield."
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Ascaralius watched the planet from the bridge of the ship rather than his chamber. The sensors aboard the ship showed that the Necrons were marching against the forces of Kafraxialus. He smiled The young cocky red dragon was incompetent enough that removing him by force, even excessive force, is an action that can easily be defended. He gestured and Anuraks the Goa'uld System Lord bowed and ordered one of the crew working the consoles. The mighty Star Destroyers and the Ha'taks began to position themselves above the northern hemisphere. Ascaralius saw the Imperium's vessels begin ferrying their soldiers from the planet, but decided not to bother with them for now. They were running and they were to be destroyed anyway. Anuraks bowed.
"My lord, the ships are ready to begin the bombardment."
Ascaralius smiled and nodded.
The Ha'taks fired their plasma weapons and the Star Destroyers followed suit, raining down destruction upon everything. The Fortress Palace of Kafraxialus was protected by powerful shield, but everything else began to be destroyed. The Necron territories were not spared. The dozen Monoliths that were slowly moving through the mountains were struck down by the continuing blasts from the sky. The Necrons buildings were crushed and blasted as the underground tomb caverns were brought down with great quakes.
Ascaralius raised his hand, and the bombardment stopped. Then a dozen Ha'tak descended to the low orbit. From among the clouds, the great pyramid ships of the Goa'uld came down and fanned out across the northern hemisphere. Four Ha'taks came above the Necrons territory and began to systematically destroy all Necron structures. Few surviving Monoliths returned fire but the Ha'taks were simply too big and too strong. The shield flashed as the Necron weapons of the Monoliths blasted at it, failing to harm the ships.
Four Ha'taks came down to destroy the remains of the Eldar structures, and four came directly above the Fortress Palace of Kafraxialus. The orange plasma cannons struck the powerful shield of the Lair Ship. As the Ha'taks positioned themselves around the Fortress Palace, Ascaralius moved his own Lair Ship directly above the Fortress Palace. Then he fired a powerful beam weapon directly at the shield, battering it again and again. He knew that a shield of a Lair Ship is poweful enough to withstand even the attacks of another Lair Ship for a prolonged period. While a battle between dragon riding Lair Ships was rare, but when such happens, it takes a long time for one to be defeated as both Lair Ships have incredibly powerful shields.
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"General, do we set the bombs?"
Jonas was startled.
"What? No. We are going to retake the planet. I rather not dig up from ruins and ashes. Just destroy the databanks and leave the structures."
"Yes, sir. Your transport is here now, sir."
"Thank you, sergeant."
Jonas silently watched as black smokes rose in the north as the yellow pyramid ships hovered far to the north. He sighed as he turned his back, but from somewhere deep inside him, a flame of vengeance was ignited and it would have long lasting implications.
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The Holy Terra, the capital of the Imperium of Man. A desolate world now devoid of all the beauties that once made the mankind call it the jewel of the galaxy, but held one most precious thing. Emperor of Mankind was here, eternally sitting in his Golden Throne, and guiding his fleet through the Warp and locked in an eternal struggle against the Chaos Gods. However, the Holy Terra was also where the High Lords of Terra resided over the vast bureaucratic mechanics of the Imperium. Now, they convened in order to discuss the new but expected problem in the far reaches of the Imperium in the Gargosia sector. The Ecclesiarch of the Adeptus Ministorum spoke first.
"It has come, my lords. We have feared and expected this since the beginning. Indeed, the Emperor is all seeing and all knowing. His prophecy has come true."
Everyone else nodded, all their faces grim. The Fabricator General spoke in return.
"We have expected, and we have prepared."
The Master of Adeptus Astra Telepathica spoke.
"We have long prepared for this. We have placed numerous Telepaths toward the sector, and we are able to receive informations and send orders within days."
Everyone approved. The Master of Administratum spoke.
"The Administrative precedures are also ready, everything has been done twenty years ago."
The representative of the Adeptus Astartes Chapter stood up.
"Then I shall send word to begin the mustering of the forces."
The Fabricator General spoke up.
"I have ordered five legions of Titans… a reproduced Titans. The Adeptus Mechanicus has long been studying ways to build our own Titans from the designs of the old, and we have had a moderate success."
The Inquisitorical Representative nodded and answered the call.
"The Inquistion have an old legend returned to us recently, and we shall dispatch him along with twelve squads of Grey Knights."
Then he looked at the Abbess Sanctorum of the Adepta Sororitas. She nodded and spoke.
"Order of Our Martyred Lady, Order of the Valorous Heart and Order of the Sacred Rose have promised one Preceptory each to the cause, and the Order of Eternal Gate of Orders Pronatus has pledged their support. They will recover the relics before our enemies do."
A rare visitation, but the Captain General of the Adeptus Custodes stood up and spoke.
"Then everything is prepared. Begin marshalling the troops. This will be known from hereforth as the Draconus Crusade. Inquisitor, we shall embue command to the Grand Master Augusta."
The Inquisitorial Representative bowed as the Captain General gave the command of the Crusade to the Grey Knight.
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Incredibly for the slow workings of the bureaucracy, the orders for marshalling of the troops were delivered fast and acted fast. Surprisingly, there were many regiements of the Imperial Guards and the Segmentum Solar which were not only any mission, as well as various Space Marine Chapters which recalled many of their companies from battles. It was as if they were waiting. As soon as the orders came, they troops began to move.
Regiments after regiments of the Imperial Guards were ferried by the mighty fleets of the Segmentum Solar, and they were met by those from Segmentum Tempestus. Great Battle Barges of the Space Marines sailed across the space to arrive at their designation at Ordak III, located at a neighbouring system to the Imperial Military World of Posul. Those who arrived at Ordak III found themselves on a Barracks World, with capacity to house tens of millions of troops with ease.
Great factories and starports on the two moons of Ordak III only produced ammunition and parts for the vehicles. Indeed, they were supply platforms. Supplied by the vast agricultural fields of the two smaller continents of the Ordak III, the moons produced food for the troops and prepared for a long war. The Crusade was coming, and it was to begin from here.
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