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.
The competition of character creation is still on. 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. Just give me a name, description and faction... or any other details you wanna add.
Any ideas on what questions to ask Linosis the Goa'uld? (Please send me ideas... standard questions are so boring... and this is a time for you, the readers, to know more about the whole story...)
Replies to Comments/Reviews:
Shadow Archon: Thank you again for your input! Yes, the Protoss are here... the war is just beginning! No Deathstar but the Shadow Troopers are cloned.
Haegr: Thanks for the comment. Just a reminder though... this is not exactly the WH40K we know... it is a variant, and everything has been changed to some degree... for example, the Dominion and the Protoss are different here as they control tens of thousands of systems. Protoss are extremely powerful in this... so no pointing fingers on that aspect. I know that the WH40K ships are masssive, but they are simply overwhelmed by the sheer size of the Dracoranian fleets. As for the ships, the Goa'uld Ha'taks are over 1km on each side... so they are big too. Finally, every soldier in the Dracoranian army, be they Clones or the Dominion forces, or Jaffa, they are clones. Jaffa are made up of clone footsoldiers and higher ranking not-clones. As for the Old Ones... well well... I rather like to ignor it... the story is complicated as it is.
The MAIN PLOT is about to unfold...
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Chapter 39: Droids Marching
In the Horema system, the forces of Chaos fled from a planet to a planet then to a moon. Gordek Silius had survived the massacre of the fleet and manged to rally the surviving warriors of Chaos to him. His former masters and lords were all dead, and he was the only remaining lord among them. His power and his command of what ships that were left allowed him to rally all the forces of Chaos in the system. However, he knew deep down that he would not survive unless he fled through the Warp Portals on the planet surface, which was heavily guarded and the planet itself was guarded by the machine fleet that defeated his own. The droids did not bother destroying the ships, and concentrated on killing the crew, and that allowed Silius to salvage a fleet. Though it now numbered thiry two, he felt it was enough to launch an attack and recapture the portal so he and his forces could escape to another world and take over.
Gordek mused as he sat in his newly fashioned throne made of bones and metal. He shuddered as he remembered the battles aboard his ship.
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As the powerful Chaos ships sailed through the void toward the new enemy, hundreds of Vulture Droid Fighters and dozens of Droid Tri-Fighters swarmed toward the Chaos warships. The following Heavy Missile Platforms and Droid Transport Carriers did not help the forces of the Chaos. Powerful turbolasers and Assault Laser Cannons numbering hundreds on each Lucrehulk class ships, and the Diamond class cruisers guarding them bombarded the Chaos ships, and hundreds of troop carriers and dozens of battledroid dispensers penetrated the firepowers of the Chaos ships.
The powerful lancers and other weapons were indeed powerful, but they were easily dodged and evaded by the manoeuvrable and agile starfighters. The massive ships of the Chaos fleet provided easy targets for the numerous weapons of the droid fleet as the bombers and fighters blasted the hanger doors and let the troop carriers to land inside.
The battle inside was far easier for the Chaos. The giant Chaos Marines, daemons of various kinds and hundreds of cultists and other creatures filled these ships, and the weak battledroids were truly insignificant. The super battledroids faired slightly better. Their thicker armour allowing them to take a few more shots. The only thing that were going for the droids was the numerical superiority. Each Providence class ships carries 1.5 million battle droids and even the Lucrehulks carries over 100 thousand droids. From them each dispensers and troop carriers dozens of battledroids came pouring out into the hanger bays of the Chaos ships.
The Exile dragons did extensive modifications to some of the droid technologies.Unlike the dragons belonging to the Dracoranian Empire, these dark dragons had no qualms about using their technology to improve the lesser races, especially since the lesser race they use are the unthinking droids. The weapons of the battledroids were still same design, except for the modification that increased firing rate and firepower by a factor of five. The Super battledroids were equipped with weapons on both hands instead of one, and their armour was stronger. The droidekas were equipped with stronger shields and greater firepower.
One of the most impressive among the upgrades was the modifications made to the droid dispensers and troop transports. By installing teleporter technologies, the dispensers and transporters could supply the battlefields with unlimited number of droids as long as there were reserves on the ships, and there were millions of them.
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A Chaos Marine champion and his squad led the charge on board the battlebarge Blasted Nether. Ordroj, a champion of four centuries of war across a dozen worlds, wielded two chain swords and a storm bolter on each arm. His storm bolters were supplied with powerful daemonic bolter ammo with malevolent energy inside each. However, these enemies did not know fear. Simply machines, there was no blood, no scream and no fear from the enemies. They simply came again and again.
He smashed three thin ones with left sword and one large one with the the sword on the right. Then pulling out the sword, he pointed his storm bolters at the dozen more droids coming at him, firing their red plasma bolts with terrible accuracy. The powerful bolt ammo fired and smashed into their chest cavity. With a small crackle of explosion, the chest cavity of the thin ones exploded. Behind the thin ones were the three big ones in their armour and weapons.
Dodging the incoming fire, Ordroj fired into them, patiently firing into the same spot so that his ammo could penetrate the enemy's armour. As one of the armoured droid exploded, Ordroj was close enough to grind the two with his swords. They went down and he saw one which was rolling toward him. He moved out of the way and the rolling droid unfolded. It formed a forcefield around it that protected it from bolters and melee weapons. It fired incredible amount of firepower and took down one of this squadmate.
Angry, Ordroj growled and his three tongues slid out from his abnormally large mouth. Just as he was getting ready to strike at the droid with shields, someone attacked him from behind. A tall droid wielding a long staff with pink glowing blade-like parts on each end was standing right behind him. He knocked the next attack with his sword. The droid was strong and fast. Its cloak flailing with its movement, it attacked Ordroj.
It was lucky that he had two swords as the long staff with blade on both sides was deadly. He was still hit several times, and the armour sizzled everytime it hit him. The impact of the attack themselves dented the armour, but Ordroj was certain that as long as the enemy's staff was held back by his armour, he was safe. Seeing that its weapon did not work, the droid paused and changed the setting.
The both ends of the staff glowed darker purple instead of pink, and every time it touched the ground, it sizzled and melted the ground with the powerful energy discharge. It was a modification given by the Exiles, and it worked well. Just as the droid knocked out a sword from Ordroj's hand, it stopped. Ordroj looked around to find everyone else on the hanger bay dead. Something was coming to him. He heard the loud banging sounds and metallic walkings of a machine. A tall figure with white mask appeared among the piles of destroyed droids. It was wearing a white cloak on the outside and red in the inside. It looked at Ordroj.
"I am General Grevious DH445. I challenge you to a duel!"
Thinking that he had no choice, Ordroj accepted and picked up his lost chain sword. The Grevious Clone reached inside and took out two identical light sabers, and both were red. The Grevious Clone spoke as they prepared to strike.
"I am a new generation, and so I don't have trophies but I think your skull can be my first trophy."
Just as Ordroj heard it, he charged, not willing to give this creature a moment of reaction. Unfortunately, the half-machine Grevious Clone was faster. It dodged the chain swords and slashed at his waist with its powerful lightsabers. Ordroj gasped as searing pain was felt. He tried to raise his swords but his arms were too sluggish. Suddenly, the Grevious Clone grabbed Ordroj's head with his right foot and smashed it on the floor, the brain splattering all over the metallic floor. The Grevious Clone chuckled as he spoke to his Magna Guard.
"That was a short fun. Go and kill every living thing on this ship. We must move on to the next one."
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Gordek roared at his slaves as he ordered attack even as more and more of his ships fell to the hands of the droids. The droids, in their numerical superiority and ruthless absence of thought, mowed down the forces of Chaos. One of the most important aspects of the Chaos and their tactics involved driving fear into the hearts of the enemy and feasting on it. This fight against the mindless droids who felt no fear nor provided the sating of bloodlust, was something not often faced by the Chaos. Only the Necrons matched such absence of fear… the Necrons and a few others like the Space Marines, but not like these droids.
"My lord, another ship is lost and its crew slaughtered."
"I don't care, just fire!"
"The enemy is too many! Our shields are failing, my lord."
"Damn it! I never expected this! This was a suicide mission! He sent me here to die and he would slip away through the Chaos portal! I will kill him for this!"
"My lord, we must…"
"Tell the remaining ships to retreat! Assemble behind the moon."
"Yes, my lord. What should we tell him?"
"Tell him nothing! If he dies, much better."
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The Chaos Space Marine Lord who ruled the Horema system was more surprised. He did not hear anything from the fleet but the enemy ships descended upon the planet, spewing forth vast legions of metallic soldiers. His palace was under attack and only his personal bodyguards remained in the palace as he sent his soldiers on the ships. The two thousand Chaos Marines growled and roared as they prepared for a battle they have not fought for ten years.
The Chaos Marines charged down the wide and low ramp leading down from the palace as the droid army slowly marched up the ramp. The droid army moved in a perfectly syncronized formation of four units of ten by five battle droids. Twelve units of battle droids were positioned in the front and eight units of five by five super battle droids behind them. Behind them were over ten thousand battle droids and three thousand super battle droids as well as a thousand Droidekas ready to follow the frontier units. Throughout the demonic capital of the Chaos system of Horema, three hundred thousand battle droids and fifty thousand super battle droids filled the streets, clearing away the mutated inhabitants and the cultist who erected temples all over the city.
The Chaos Marines crushed their way through the sea of battle droids. They waded through the metal soldiers crushing them under their massive boots and powerful melee weapons. The small red plasma shots were nothing on their own. However, as seconds ticked away, the air filled with flying red plasma bolts began to wear down the powerful demonic marines. Small holes began to appear across their armour and the number of holes increased quickly. Sometimes the red bolts entered the pre-existing holes and sizzled through the mutated flesh of the Chaos Marine, making them scream in both pain and rage.
One Chaos Marine went down. Another went down under the barrage of red plasma bolts. Another went down followed by another three, then another five, another six, nine more, fourteen more and so on. The battle droids were destroyed and their bodies became the area upon which battle took place and the elevation began to rise. This did not matter to the droids tied to the central computers of the Lucrehulks. All that happened was more and more droids being sent down. Then the Chaos Marine Lord appeared from the palace surrounded by the elites of his forces.
"So, Grodek betrayed me and I am surrounded by enemies and my path to the Chaos portal blocked. This is fine! I will die a glorious death! I shall if I must."
However, his words were empty as soon as his attempt to make through to the Chaos portal was thwarted by a hundred Magna Guards. The powerful elites of the Chaos Marines were not enough to withstand the number and finess and agility of the Magna Guards and their pink coloured staff weapons. Losing considerable number of his elite guards, the Chaos Marine Lord retreated to his palace, and rest of the remaining forces withdrew as well.