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.
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 35: Return of the Lost
When Lord Velde came to the last group of Imperial Guards evacuating from the planet, it surprised them very much. They all heard the heroic sacrifize the Chapter Master had made, and they were in awe of him escaping from death. They quickly sent him up on one of the transports to join the evacuating fleet.
"My lord! You survived!"
Barius was more than surprised as he held Velde's hands with wide smile.
"I am glad to see you again, my lord Chapter Master."
"What? Now that you are back, I can no longer be the 'interim Chapter Master'. You are the Chapter Master."
"No, Barius. I cannot. I have been contaminated."
"What do you mean?"
"There was a creature named Linosis. He was a parasite and I fear that he has infected me. I don't know why he could not take control of me, but I feel him inside my brain. I believe that only my psychic training that is keeping him from taking me over. Even now I am remembering things that he did."
"I will have an Apothecary to see you immediately."
"That will be good. I want this thing removed immediately. However, I have learned much from it as well. I have much information on our enemies. Now, perhaps you can tell me of our Chapter."
Barius bowed his head in shame.
"Our Chapter is all but destroyed. Though we have saved many glands, we are almost entirely destroyed. It is thanks to the Apothecarium that our Chapter will remain standing."
"Then it is as I feared. When I planned the attack, I did not expect the loss to be so great. I did not know that the dragon is so powerful. It is entirely my fault. Even in my death I cannot repay the Emperor for the loss of his finest."
"Not so, my lord. Our chapter will be rebuilt greater than ever."
"I hope so. For that matter, I do have news that might be a good. During my incarceration, the dragon healed me in order to torture me continuously. I think that his healing, however it was done, has regenerated the glands. Not just the glands I had removed, but all the glands of the original Space Marines. We have to have the Apothecaries check for it."
"Very well. If what you say is true and your glands can be used, then it would be a great asset for our chapter. Though I fear for you, brother. The Inquisition will not look kindly on you being infected with an alien parasite."
"I feared that as well, but had to return."
Barius grimly nodded.
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Air shimmered and with a bright blue light, Kafraxialus, in his human form appeared. He frowned as he fell, and using all that was left of him, he turned back into his original form. With a flash of light, he changed back into the great red dragon, landing on his feet. However, without the access to his mana, he was nothing but a powerful large lizard with metallic scales. He huffed as he looked around him. His left eye was still dull in colour.
From snowy landscape, Kafraxialus saw something moving. Dark metallic objects were moving around him, closing in on the dragon. Kafraxialus instinctively knew that it was the Necrons. A Necron Lord appeared from beneath the snow, and Kafraxialus roared at him. Then Pariahs came up, and Necron Warriors came out from beneath the snow from further away. Kafraxialus roared at them. The Pariah spoke in behalf of the Necron Lord.
"Your empty howlings do not frighten us, dragon. We are death, and you are about to die!"
Kafraxialus roared and stomped one of the Necron Warriors with his front foot, instantly crushing him.
"Do not think you can take me so easily, Necron filth! I am Kafraxialus the Flame Blade! I…"
"You are nothing, dragon. All livings are same before the Night Bringer! All will die! You too shall know the peace that is death!"
Then the Necrons jumped at Kafraxialus. A dozen Wraiths, a dozen Immortals, thirty Necron Warriors all clung to the dragon and hacked at him with their weapon. Kafraxialus shook his body and crushed any Necron he could get his hand on. His head swooped down and bit down on a Wraith and crunched down. With crackling sound, the metallic body of the Wraith cracked and buckled and was torn to pieces as they fell from the dragon's mouth.
The Necron Lord teleported and appeared on Kafraxialus' back, smashing his weapon down on to the hard scales. The Necron Gauss flayer attached to his weapon crackled against the scales as it broke them. Kafraxialus growled as he folded his wings and rolled to side. The Necron Lord jumped off just in time, but many Necrons were crushed under the sheer weight of the dragon.
Pausing for a moment, Kafraxialus breathed in the air. Though he could not breathe in mana to use his Breath, his normal breath was enough. His powerful lungs and an extra small lung located between the two massive lungs took in the air, and separated oxygen from other gas. The smaller lung condensed the oxygen into O9, and then using his teeth to create a spark, Kafraxialus let out the massive amount of O9 and the fuel gas created from digesting metallic sustence the dragon consume from the stomach. The incredible flame thrower was powerful enough to create plasma. Though not a super-heated plasma, it was still very hot.
The white flame encased the Necrons and snow instantly turned to steam as the fire melted the Necrons. It was almost a whole minute before the fire stopped. The Necrons in the direct path of the flame were half melted and deactivated. Others were intact but their outer shells were melted and their movement slowed. Unfortunately, there were still more Necrons coming at the dragon.
The tail of the dragon is one of the most dangerous weapons a dragon has. It smashed and crushed the Necrons but when the Pariah squad and a squad of Immortals grabbed on to it and fired their weapons again and again, the tail was torn off from the body, causing incredible pain for Kafraxialus. Seeing that the dragon was not such an easy beng to kill, the Necron Lord stood in front of him and struck his weapon on to the ground. Suddenly, the Necron Lord exploded into black smoke and grew in size. After a moment, the essence of Night Bringer, one of the Star Gods of the Necrontyr, the destroyer of the living, appeared, holding his scyth.
Kafraxialus roared and lunged at it. His right foot went through the dark being scratching out chunks of smoke-like material. It was useless struggle. With each strike from the scyth, the dragon screamed and struggled a little less. Then with a great swipe, the Night Bringer struck his scyth deep into the dragon's chest, and the dragon stopped. There were no physical scars but the dragon's eyes began to fade. The great burning eyes stopped glowing. His life began to drain as the mana in the dragon heart began to dissipate.
From the thin air, another dark being appeared. It was the essence of the Deceiver. It hovered around the dragon for a moment, then it entered the dragon's body. The essence of the Night Bringer separated itself from the Necron Lord and followed the Deceiver. The Necrons stopped and simply watched the dead dragon. However, more and more Necrons marched to form a circle around the dragon.
One of the destroyed Wraiths, the very one crunched to death, began to move and its pieces flew toward the dragon. All destroyed Necrons flew at the dragon and stuck there. From the gaps between the metal scales, the organic matter of the dragon began to come out in the form of vapour, leaving only the metal scale and the partially metallic bones. Then the pieces of the dead Necrons began to disintegrate. Then they seeped into the dragon.
It was not enough. Necron Warriors, Wraiths and the Immortals were pulled in. Only the Necron Lord, Destroyer Lord and the Pariahs were not pulled in. The living metal of the Necrons merged with the metals that made up the dragon's body. The Necron metal merged with the bones, and then they began to form strange organs within the body. The body shrunk as the intestines were no longer there. The stomach shrunk and the redundent scales moved to cover the rest of the body. The flesh of the wings were stripped away and remade by the fibre weaving of the living metal. The eyes of the dragon melted and were replaced by crystals that glowed green.
The wings and mouth and whole body of the dragon were then encased in dark smoke not unlike that made up the essence of the Night Bringer and the Deciever. After a moment of pause, the dragon stood upon its all four legs. Then it turned its head toward the surviving Necrons and then to the Necron Lord and the Pariahs. The Necron Dragon spoke, in strange hollow voice of the Necrons.
"I… I am a Necron. I am Kafraxialus the Necron Dragon. All living shall perish before me! In the name of the Star Gods, I shall destroy all living things!"
The Pariah spoke in return.
"My lord, we must leave this world. This world is no longer needed. We shall once again return here to purge it, but right now, we must return to our Tomb World."
"Yes! The purge must pause for the war. The old ways of purifying all living into death is no longer feasible. We must war first. We shall war once more, as we have done from beginning of the Necrontyr. We shall war once more!"
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Deep within the Imperium territories are the Chaos worlds, scatter all over the galaxy. In the Ultima Segmentum, where were many worlds that had fallen under the influence of Chaos, and one of those worlds was Hor'Remasa of Horema system. Once the homeworld of Hor'Remasans, a pacifistic bipedal alien race with digitigrade legs, they were exterminated by a company of Space Marines and a regiment of Imperial Guard many thousands years ago. Then the local garrison of Imperial Guards were corrupted by the Chaos, and the Chaos flooded the world. The Space Marines attempted to retake the world but failed. With another system nearby also corrupted by Chaos, several systems fell to the hands of Chaos from these two systems. Within a relatively short period of two hundred years, nine systems fell, but the Imperial Guards and a Space Marine Chapter that took up a residence in those parts stopped the Chaos from spreading.
Now, there was something new. The Horema System was rich in metal and fuel, but they were difficult to mine thanks to the gaseus nebulae that filled the system. Its radioactive nature killed any living things beyond the 4th planet, where Hor'Remasa is the third. Thirteen black ships appeared above the planet.
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"Lord Gordek Silius of Hekelang Province!"
A mutant wearing flamboyant redish armour came up the stairs. He had six eyes, all bulging from the reptilian-like face where a dozen fins sprouted from the back of the head. He had four arms, where two were long and two were short. The short ones held bolters and the long ones held swords. As he breathed, three tongues appeared from his mouth.
"Yes, my lord."
From the top of the stairs, a Chaos Space Marine sat in his throne. He was not wearing a helmet and that showed his face. His face was strangely human-like, except for the mouth. When opened his mouth slightly, hundreds of small fangs could be seen. The truth was that the rest of his face below his jaw was fake. It hid a daemonic mutation underneath. The Chaos Marine gestured Gordek closer. He spoke.
"Gordek, there is a strange fleet above this world. I shall grant you the command of my fleet. Crush them, and you shall have Ormongask plains."
"Ormongask plains belongs to Nurkash."
"If he complains… behead him."
"Yes, my lord."
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The Chaos fleet of fifty four ships launched toward the alien fleet. Gordek stood in the bridge of the flagship as he watched the screen.
"Fire all weapons once we are in range."
"Yes, lord Silius."
"My lord, the enemy is firing!"
"What? What is the range?"
"Eighty two thousand kilometers and closing!"
The black ships fired the Drone weapons, and swarms of orange light issued forth from each ship toward the Chaos fleet. Not knowing what they are, the Chaos ships fired upon them, the explosive damages knocking some drones out but mostly ineffective. Nine ships were swarmed by the drones. The sheer size of the ships meant that they could withstand significant damages from the drones, but eventually seven of the nine ships exploded, and the surviving two were crippled beyond help.
"Speed up! I want the weapons striking those ships!"
However, before the Chaos fleet could reach them, the black ships did something. Strange energy portals of dark purple light appeared all around them. Then ships came out. Over a hundred elongated ships appeared surrounded by three hundred or so of ships that look like a sphere inside a ring. Between them, beetle-like ships also appeared. Inside the flagship among the black ships, a group of figures were watching the Chaos fleet from the screen.
"Well, we are here, friends."
"Yes, my lord, and the Conclave of the Dragon Lords did not notice us."
"Good. Now, is the droid fleet ready?"
"Yes, sir. They are machines. They do not suffer from the sickness of being inside the Astral Plane."
"Engage the enemy."
"Yes, my lord."
Then one of them gestured something. Three strange creatures came up to them. They were white coloured creatures wearing cloaks. One of the dark figures asked.
"Grevieous Clones… are you ready?"
"Yes, my lords."
"Then lead your droids and capture the designated ships."
"We will obey."
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