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.
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...)
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warhammerlover: Thank you for your comment... but I have already written several chapters with Spike in it and talking. Bear with it just a few more chapters.
awilla the hun: I am actually regretting the whole thing but I had to do it to make a tie in with the Angel crossover I am planning. When they return, they will lose extra power, but they will carry with them a few weapons, a Chaos Sorceror will make an appearance in that story. From now on, I will try different guards for the different temples.
PS: Sorry about the lame chapter name again... I still couldn't come up with a good one.
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Chapter 43: Wishes are horses
Jonas quickly called other commanders to his ship for a briefing. Senior Librarian Lantexia, Captain Evial and Chapter Master Barius joined him in the main conference room board Righteous Claw. They saluted each other and sat down. Jonas spoke first.
"My lords, our fleet require resupply. I am sure that even the Space Marines cannot go indefinitely without supplies. Every time we arrive on an Imperial planet, it is either already fallen or about to fall. We pick up stragglers and evacuees, while getting no supplies. Our fleet may be large but we are fast running out of resources."
Evial nodded.
"Yes, the Space Marines have been sharing our supplies as much as we can, but even we are running out of resources."
Lantexia sighed.
"I have already submitted to the High Lords and the Inquisition the recording of the interrogation of the alien Linosis in Lord Velde's body. They promised relief soon, but we all know that even through the fast channels, the transmission will take weeks to just to reach them. To think that if it is handled by the bureaucracy…"
"I am sure it won't. Everyone knows how important this is."
"Perhaps…"
Barius spoke up.
"So why are we here?"
Jonas brought up the planet Ish'Mashak on the main holographic projector.
"This planet, according to the scouts, has not yet fallen to the Dracoranians. There is a struggle between the forces of the 7th Company of the Crimson Gorgons and the treacherous Word Bearers. However, there is sizable civilian population and large enough supply depots that we can use. Other scouts have also reported several more planets have fallen and there is a Dracoranian fleet heading this way."
Lantexia nodded.
"Our psychics have confirmed the movement of the Dracoranian fleet. From what we know, we believe that a dragon, commanding a fleet of Goa'uld forces, is heading there. This region of the sector has unstable subspace, and the FTL technologies of the servants of the dragons utilises subspace, unlike our use of Immaterium."
Jonas nodded.
"I believe that Ish'Mashak will fall to the hands of the Dracoranians unless we do something."
Barius' eyes flashed with anticipation of battle.
"Then we are fighting? Are we to drive out the Chaos and defend the planet against the blasted dragons?"
Jonas shook his head.
"No. We will most likely be able to defend the planet against the attack. Then what? We know that the dragons are here for a reason. They will not stop until they found what they are looking for. If we destroy the fleet, they come with even bigger fleet. We may defeat it again. Then again and again… but eventually we will fall without support. We are cut off from the rest of the Imperium and we are vastly outnumbered."
"You fear these dragons? I did not believe that you of all people would show cowardice, my good general."
Jonas slammed the table.
"This is not cowardice, my lord. It is the only way to preserve the strength to strike back."
"Strike back?"
"Yes. Right now, we are not strong enough, but once we get out from this region already fallen to them, we will be ready in both mind and body to strike back and make them pay for their impudence."
"I certainly hope that waiting pays off, general."
"I hope so too."
Evial spoke to dismiss the tension.
"We also detected a strange psychic emission from the planet. We believe that someone on the planet has discovered an artefact of some power. Knowing that there is a presence of Chaos there, we must stop them from taking it."
Lantexia nodded.
"Yes, I have felt a great tremor. It was not dangerous but it was powerful."
Barius and Jonas nodded as well.
"Yes, we have felt it as well."
Lantexia frowned.
"You have felt it? How? I did not think you had psychic potential."
Jonas shook his head.
"I don't but something attracted me to that planet, and then there was a kind of explosion in my head. For a moment I could see a temple and a sword. I was pulled to it. It felt as if it was… part of me."
This seemed to surprise others. Evial and Barius looked stunned. Jonas noticed that they were looking at him.
"What? Was it not what you have felt?"
Barius shook his head.
"No. I did felt a strong psychic impact… like an echo of something great, but not to such detail. It felt like there was a presence there, something truly powerful."
Evial nodded.
"I agree with Lord Barius. That's all I felt. Wait, Lord Barius, I thought Barius was your first name."
Barius nodded lightly.
"I just don't like to be called 'Lord Tesel'. Sounds too… weird."
"I see."
Lantexia spoke.
"This is strange. Other psychics throughout the fleet merely felt a tremor from that planet but nothing like that. I believe that possibly you are somehow linked to the cause of this psychic tremor. Did not prisoner talk of certain artefacts that chooses their owner?"
Evial frowned.
"Are you saying that whatever it is, is choosing us? Choosing General Jonas here?"
Jonas whispered.
"A sword."
Barius raised an eyebrow. Lantexia nodded.
"Yes… this sword General saw is most likely the cause of this wake, and it is linked to him in some level. If what the prisoner said is real, then we must not let such artefact fall into the hands of the dragons or the Chaos scums."
Everyone nodded in agreement. Jonas smiled.
"Yes, most definitely. Then we are all agreed."
All nodded.
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Angel jumped above the Chaos Marine, dodging the bolter shots. Then he smiled as he jammed his sword through the space between the helmet and the armour. Despite the mighty armour, such places were still weaknesses. Just as Angel felt flesh on his sword, the Chaos Marine grabbed him by the ankle and slammed him down. Groaning, the Chaos Marine pulled out the sword, the tip dripping with orange blood. The Chaos Marine growled.
"Pitiful human, I shall tear out your intestines!"
Angel smiled and his face became the face of a vampire.
"I am not quite human."
Before the Chaos Marine could react, Angel kicked him in the joint of the left leg. The strength of Angel, increased by the Void Keeper and still some blood of Hamilton left in him, was far greater than any vampire, and certainly on par with the Chaos Marine. The joint plate cracked and the Chaos Marine's foot stumbled. Angel, quickly getting up, punched the Chaos Marine in the face.
Crack!
Angel frowned as he shook his hand from pain. The Chaos Marine laughed.
"I have been fighting battles for two centuries. I will not lose to a mutant."
Angel cursed as he dodged the chain sword of the Chaos Marine.
"Hey, I have been around 250 years. I know how to fight, and I am not a mutant!"
Just as the Chaos Marine swund his sword sideways, he slid between his legs and grabbed his sword. The Chaos Marine turned quickly, and kicked Angel in the stomach. Angel toppled over from the kick. Angel spat out blood but kept on smiling. The Chaos Marine growled as he charged at Angel.
The chain blade crackled against the stone steps as Angel evaded the attack and jumped on the Chaos Marine again. Without a moment of hesitation, Angel plunged his sword into back side of the helmet and armour. No matter how mutated he was, the Chaos Marine's body was still based on a human, and the spine was still very important. The blade crushed its way through the thick spine bones and severed the central nervous system. All strength drained from every part of the Chaos Marine's body as he collapsed.
Angel sighed as he made sure of his kill by stirring the Chaos Marine's body with his sword. Then he looked around to find Illyria busy decorating her new trophy collection with guts. Spike was just wrapping up his.
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Spike was battered but he was having fun. He hit and was hit, and it was enjoyable for him. However, it did get a bit boring, so he decided to take out the remaining eye. As he scooped out the remaining eye of the Chaos Marine with his fist, the Chaos Marine slammed both fists into Spike's chest, flinging him up the stairs.
"Spike, you need some help?"
Spike scoffed as he got up.
"This one is mine, Angel. This ponce is going to know what it is to mess with Spike."
"Just wrap it up, Spike. I don't think these five are all there is."
"Alrighty, mate."
Then Spike went for the kill. Grabbing the Chaos Marine's head by the jaw, he pulled, using all his new strength. The jaw broke and and the skull broke apart. Spike looked at the pieces of skull on his hands and looked at the neat looking spines Illyria collected.
"How does she do that? Mine's all broke. I like one of that."
Angel cringed.
"What are you? Seven? You don't have to collect the spines like Illyria does. Just get ready for another round. I hear more coming."
Illyria came up to them.
"I found this short battle pleasing. I want to do more violence."
Spike smiled widely as the sound of fighting came closer through the door downstairs.
"As I said earlier, wishes are horses today."
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Three squads of Crimson Gorgons were dispatched to the temple, where they encountered the forces of Chaos. Though outnumbered 2 to 1, the Space Marines were unfraid. Indeed, it is their enemies who should be afraid. Wearing helms with halo over them, the members of the Crimson Gorgons were dotted with numerous latent psychics. Kept in check by powerful artefacts unique to the Chapter, the Crimson Gorgons utilise their latent psychic power as a sort of energy weapon. This gave them certain advantages in close combat, but it did cause higher percentage of its members going mad. Mad ones often join the Chaos, and that caused the sane members to hate the Chaos most fiercely.
"Go, go, go! Kill the treacherous Chaos traitors!"
A Space Marine ran his chain blade through the torso of a Cultist. The blood splattered all over the Space Marine's power armour. The crimson coloured armour of the Crimson Gorgon Space Marine looked similar to blood, and the dripping blood made them look like they were drenched in blood from head to toe.
"Tear them apart, brothers!"
A Chaos Marine jumped at a Space Marine, and they entered a duel of swords. Two power swords clashed and they sizzled with each other. The Space Marine swung across and the Chaos Marine took a step back. Just as Chaos Marine took a step back, the Space Marine lifted his bolter and fired. Four bolts struck the Chaos Marine in the stomach but two of them bounched off the armour. Cringing, the Chaos Marine fired his own bolter, which hit the shoulder of the sword holding arm.
"Damn you, traitor!"
Dropping his bolter, the Space Marine grabbed the sword by his right hand and thrusted it forward. The Chaos Marine was taken by surprise and the chain blade's tip cut into the bolter hand of the Chaos Marine, making him drop the gun. The Chaos Marine cursed.
"Maddness is the only way, brother!"
"I am not your brother, traitor!"
The Chaos Marine swung at the head, but the Space Marine evaded it. Spinning on his right foot, the Space Marine sliced through the left leg of the Chaos Marine. Before the Chaos Marine could strike back, the Space Marine activated his artefact. The halo above his helmet glowed and a bolt of lightning from the halo struck the Chaos Marine in the helm. The helmet of the Chaos Marine exploded and the real, mutated face of the Chaos Marine appeared. The Space Marine stuck his chain blade into that face and enjoyed the scream and the sound of grinding meat and bone.
The Space Marine stood up and yanked out his chain blade. Just as he bent down to pick up his bolter, something hit the backpack. He looked up and found himself staring at six Cultists charging at him. He looked around to find his squadmates fighting other Chaos Marines. Smiling at the thought of killing all those traitors, he crashed into them.
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Chaos Sorceror Melethas, serving the Dark Warlord Remeus, smiled as he entered through the door. With the Chaos Marines and the Space Marines fighting in the hall, he was able to walk to the door without much hassle. He thought that it was a bit strange that the group of Chaos Marines who went into the chamber did not come back, but he simply assumed that there were traps inside that they did not expect. Melethas was confident that he was strong enough to defeat anything that this old but simple temple could throw at him.