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 has ended... with only... 3 entries... I think I will go with awilla the hun's character! Expect to see that character soon.
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:
warhammerlover: I had that problem as well, but Angel and his friends are here not actually for this story but for a tie-in with an Angel crossover fanfic I am planning.
R'N'Rer: Yeah, I understand. School/uni are so hard on writing. Sorry about sudden appearance of Angel but they are not going to be around much.
awilla the hun: I am going to use your character, and it will be very nice. Thank you very much. Angel and his friends are not getting extra skills but a boost in strength. Otherwise, only Illyria can fight anything in Warhammer universe and Angel and Spike will be killed off too easily.
The MAIN PLOT is about to unfold... AND THERE IS A CROSSOVER FROM ANGEL! This particular cameo is for another VoidKeeper fanfiction I am planning for Angel. I am a buffy/Angel fan...
PS: Sorry about the lame chapter name... I couldn't come up with a good one.
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Chapter 42: Blood
Grandmaster Augusta sat in front of a screen in his armour, and put on the ceremonial cloak over him. The screen turned on and it buzzed before showing an Inquisitor. The Inquistor bowed his head in respect.
"My lord Augusta, it is an honour to finally speak to such an honoured and distinguished arm of the Imperium."
"Thank you, Inquisitor…"
"Delcian. Inquisitor Delcian of the Ordo Malleus."
"I see. So, what is my order?"
"The High Lords of Terra have decided on a very important mission for you, my lord. They have ordered preparation of a new Crusade, and they have selected you to be the commander of the Crusade. It is a great honor, sir, and the whole of Inquisition supports you."
"Thank you for the compliment, but…"
"There is no 'but', Grand Master Augusta. This order is directly from the High Lords themselves. It is of an utmost importance, my lord. The Imperium is under a serious threat. These Dracoranians are a threat that the Imperium has not faced since the Horus Heresy. You and I know that except for the initial outbreak of Chaos, the forces of Chaos has not had serious offensives affecting such a large area."
"These Dracoranians are?"
"They are, sir. At least five systems fall into their hands every day, and unlike the fight against the Chaos or other enemies of the Imperium, our forces, including our pride, the Space Marines, were overwhelmed and defeated in each case. Often, it is the power of these dragons that turns the tide of battle as well as their seemingly unlimited number of troops."
"I am thinking that this new Crusade is a method of countering that?"
"Yes, my lord. The problem we thought was that because the local Space Marines were unprepared for the attack. The lack of communcation, and the difficulty of establishing such communications network, forced each of the local forces to be isolated and overwhelmed."
"I see, then what does this Crusade involve?"
"The plan involves gathering of a large force to initiate the attack. We are organizing twenty Space Marine chapters to contribute five companies each, and three Preceptories of Battle Sisters, as well as twelve squads of Grey Knights. Supporting them will be ten million Imperial Guards and five Titan Legions of the Adeptus Mechanicus, where five million Imperial Guards will be spread in one hundred thousands to support each of the Space Marine companies, and the remaining five million will be the reserves."
"So what is this Crusade called?"
"It is called the Draconus Crusade. If our initial offensive is successful, we might be able to stretch the holy words of the Emperor to the home galaxy of the Dracoranian Empire."
"I see. I will obey, Inquisitor. Am I to return to Titan for orders?"
The Inquisitor shook his head.
"No, once you arrive at your current destination, you will wait for the ship which you will take command and head to the staging post of the Crusade. This Crusade is organized and the High Lords believe this is the correct path for the Imperium."
"Correct path?"
"There is a prophecy that was written during the peak of our Emperor's Crusade. In his infinite wisdom, he has left a prophecy alluring to the Dracoranian invasion. Though we had not expected them to attack for another hundred years, but we were preparing for this… or at least beginning to prepare for it."
"I see. I will need to know all there is know about this… all this and the prophecy, but I will obey."
"Thank you, Grand Master. I will inform the High Lords immediately."
Even after the screen turned off, the legendary Grey Knight pondered everything that was told to him. He was hoping to take on Thrall and end the threat he posed on the Imperium but he was given another enemy. He sighed. His loyalty was to the Emperor and the Imperium first, and it had precedent over his own vendetta.
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Angel looked around the well lit stone chamber. The ceiling was high, about seven meters, and the floor they were on was about as big as a football field. In the middle of the chamber was a stone pedastal where a large broadsword was stuck upside down. Angel walked to the front of the room where a large door stood. Spike and Illyria followed him out. Outside the chamber were thousands of broad and low stairs reaching down to another massive door. As the three looked around, they found themselves upon a fifteen meter high structure inside a larger structure.
Illyria paused and lifted her hand. Angel and Spike looked at her.
"Something is coming. Prepare youselves."
"What is it, blue?"
"Whatever it is, it cannot harm me. It may harm you though."
"I enjoy good violence. We were going to do that anyway."
Angel snickered.
"Spike, do you feel this? This is like just after drinking from Hamilton."
Illyria turned her head sharply. Hamilton was one being that humiliated her for the first time since her imprisonment. Even though her strength was sapped, to be beaten senseless was something she could not stand. Angel knew that and smiled lightly.
"He was tasty, and full of it. I feel powerful, but to think that this Void Keeper would increase our strength, I am sure we are going to fight something serious."
Spike stretched his neck and brandished his sword.
"Well, it can't be as bad as the forty thousand demons sent by yours truly."
Illyria flexed her sword and looked down at the gate downstairs.
"They are coming."
Angel smiled as he swung his own sword.
The gate exploded and as the smoke cleared, five massive figures appeared. They were easily three meters tall and they were holdings large guns in one hand and large melee weapons in the other.
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The squad of Chaos Space Marines that broke through the forces of Crimson Gorgon saw the gate and fired upon it. The ancient gate broke asunder from the daemonic ammunition of the Chaos Marines' bolters. While half of their squad held the entrance against several Space Marines, the five remaining Chaos Marines, including the squad leader, walked through the debris. They saw the stairs and the three figures up near the top. One of the Chaos Marines spoke.
"They must be the guardians or something."
Another answered with contempt.
"Pitiful! Tzeentch demands it, and we shall get it."
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Angel saw them and noted that they were not humans. He could sense and smell something daemonic about them. Illyria could sense it more keenly. She whispered.
"This would be interesting. I shall make trophies of their skulls and spines."
Spike laughed.
"This is some pretty image."
Angel smiled.
"Let's do this!"
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A Chaos Marine fired his bolter at Spike. Thanks to his newly gained strength and speed, Spike jumped down the stairs and rolled into a ball. His vampire constitution allowed him to roll hard without breaking any bones. Then he stood up, using the momentum to thrust his sword at the Chaos Marine's stomach.
The Chaos Marine was also a veteran of centuries. He took a step to the side, and the sword missed its target. Just as Spike stretched himself with the sword, the Chaos Marine swung down his axe, which Spike rolled to the side to evade. Just as Spike rolled, he kicked the Chaos Marine in the head.
The Chaos Marine, in his two centuries war, had never felt such strong impact from such minor kick. He did not bother to evade or block for he believed that his armour would take any punishment the puny creature can deal to him. When the helmet dented and the impact rang within it, the Chaos Marine felt something wrong.
Spike got up after kicking the Chaos Marine and stunning him for a moment. He shook his foot and cringed.
"That is one helluva helmet. I just hope your skull is as hard as your helmet, 'cause Spike's back in action!"
Spike swung his sword and the Chaos Marine blocked with the backside of the axe and pointed at Spike with his bolter. Spike, went under and in, placing himself between the open arm and the chest. Then, smiling, he thrusted his sword straight into the Chaos Marine's chest. The Chaos Marine was surprised again. The sword Spike wielded was not a power sword that cuts through things, but it looked like any plain sword. Yet, it cut through the armour and came out the other end.
The Chaos Marine, dropped his bolter and smashed Spike in the face with that hand. Spike fell to the ground as the massive gloved hand smashed his head on the chest piece. The Chaos Marine stumbled backward and grabbed the handle of the sword and pulled. Dark greenish blood spewed forth from the gash. One of hearts was punctured. There was one more.
Spike quickly came to and he stood up and faced the Chaos Marine. The soldier of Chaos did not expect this puny creature to survive such blow to the head, but Spike smiled.
"You are so gonna get it you SOB!"
Then he punched the Chaos Marine in the left eye. The visor broke from the impact and splintered got blasted into the Chaos Marine's eye. Looking at Spike with the one remaining eye, the Chaos Marine growled. Spike's grin disappeared.
"Oh, shit!"
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Illyria faced three Chaos Marines. Something about her made them think that she was the strongest of the three, and they were right. The squad leader snarled at the puny female figure.
"Crush her and kill the others! Take that artifact for the Chaos!"
Illyria stared emotionlessly at the oncoming three then made a small grin.
"It will be most satisfying to make trophies of your spines."
Then she flew into action. Ignorring the bolter shots that were bouncing off her leather outfit, she struck her right hand into the middle of the first Chaos Marine's chest. Then she quickly made an opening in the armour with her left hand. Still alive, the Chaos Marine attempted to shake her off himself, but she was digging into his body.
Other Chaos Marines tried to help him by shooting at her, but she was almost impervious to the bolter shots. Dents and bruises appeared but it was nothing for her. After making enough of hole in the armour, she yanked what she grabbed. A horrifically mutated spine came out and the skull and the tail followed through. Illyria was showered with bluish blood of the Chaos Marine as he collapsed and she jumped off. She carefully deposited the spine and skull, and looked at the two remaining Chaos Marines.
"I told you that I will make trophies of your spines. You will never get past me. I am Illyria, the god-king of Primodium. You will fall before me."
The Chaos Marine, holding a Daemonic Power Sword, swung it at her. It sizzled and sparked as it went over her. Illyria took a step back, surprised. Deep, dark bruise appeared all over her body. She growled and grabbed the hand holding the sword with her right hand and used the left hand to crush the joint of the arm at the elbow. The Chaos Marine smashed at her with his bolter but only the bolter broke.
The Chaos Marine Champion, grabbed her from behind and pulled her apart from his squadmate. Illyria was flung backward, but she took the forearm with the sword. Standing back up, she charged at the Chaos Marines again. Slamming the daemonic power sword into the Chaos Marine Champion's right shoulder, she stood on the massive shoulder pads. Unlike others, he had his helmet off, and this was a bad thing for him. She kicked his head and his head blew apart and the force of the kick pulled the rest of the spine out.
Jumping off him, Illyria grabbed the spine and threw it with the first trophy. She also took the flag, which was now full of holes and blood and brain of the head, and threw it with the bones. Just as he threw the flag, the Chaos Marine who lost the arm, smashed her with the remaining scraps of the bolter and then began to smash her repeatedly with his large fist. At the sixth hit, she blocked the fist. Then she crushed it, grabbing on to the acutal hands. Grinning lightly, she pulled, and with sickening crunsh, the hand came out in pieces. She looked at the Chaos Marine as she climbed on to his fallen body.
"I like your helm. It will make nice decoration for my trophies."
Illyria grabbed the helmet by the edges and heaved upward. Fused with the helmet, the Chaos Marine's face and the skin of his head were pulled out along with the helmet. Indifferently, she put her fingers into the Chaos Marine's eyeballs and pulled out the skull by the eyesocket.
She walked to the pile of spines and skulls and skwered the skulls, and took the spine without the skull and wrapped it around the pole of the flag, holding it by the nerve fibres of the spine. With that done, she looked around to see her collegues.