Warhammer
Star Wars
Episode II
Two Galaxies Saga
The Chaos Wars
Prologue
Dramatis Persona
Abaddon the Despoiler, Warmaster & Gods chosen of the Forces of Chaos – male human/Ascended Daemon
Alana Varne, Jedi Apprentice – female human
Anakin Skywalker/Darth Vader, revived former Jedi Knight & Dark Lord of the Sith – male human
Emperor of Humanity, God-Emperor of the Imperium of Mankind - male ascended human
Gabriel Angelos, Brother-Captain of the Blood Ravens Space Marines Legion – male human
Gabriel Sabbath, Jedi Master – male human
Gilad Pallaeon, Supreme Commander of the Galactic Alliance Defence Forces (GADF) – male human
Ishta Taldeer, Warlock of the Craftworld Ulthwe – female Eldar
Jacen Solo, Jedi Knight – male human
Joseph Halos, Grand Admiral of the Galactic Alliance Defence Forces (GADF) – male human
Leda Stormwind, Farseer of the Craftworld Siam-Hann – female Eldar
Lumiya, Dark Lady of the Sith - female human/cyborg
Leia Organa Solo, Jedi Knight and Diplomat to the Galactic Federation of Free Alliances - female human
Luke Skywalker, Grand Jedi Master of the Jedi Order – male human
Mara-Jade Skywalker, High Jedi Master – female human
Marcus Halcyon, Lord Admiral of the Imperium of Man – male human
Psicosis, Exarch of the Warp Spiders shrine, Craftworld Siam-Hann – male Eldar
Revan the Grey, former Dark Lord of the Sith, former Jedi Master, Sannin – male human
Robyn Vallace, Inquisitor & Jedi/Inquisition representative – female human
The Master, Immortal & First Jedi - male human
William Silvermaine, Lord Inquisitor & Galactic Alliance/Imperium of Man representative – male human
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Lord Inquisitor Silvermaine stalked down the dank corridors of the Imperium battleship Emperors Benevolence, a scowl of annoyance on his withered old features, he had just spent a full four hours within the senate chambers, listening to the near deafening roar of a hundred thousand people shouting at once, it was worse than concentrated artillery fire.
They had taken the destruction of their reconnaissance fleet very seriously, in the six months since the Denon/Terran wormhole first opened he had seen the Alliance strengthen their military forces tenfold in preparation with this war against the traitorous inhabitants of this galaxies eye of terror, they had made an agreement with a xeno race known as the Kaminoans to help create a new clone army, warship production had increased tenfold across their territories and the funding for the Star Dreadnought and Defender projects had been quadrupled. Across the galaxy new military defence and training bases had been erected and hundreds of thousands of applicants had applied, they had learned their lessons from the Yuuzhan Vong wars, he realised, they wouldn't be caught off guard again.
However the planet that had seen the most change was Bakura, the only world that stood between the eye of terror and the rest of the known galaxy, it had been strengthened with a fleet a hundred times the size of what it once had, orbital defence platforms and space stations had been built around her and on the ground were scores of artillery, anti-air and anti-space batteries protecting the major cities. The Alliance had sent a defence force made up of a full legion of one thousand stormtroopers, a battalion of Alliance marines and a corps of combat walkers and hover tanks, they were to work alongside the planets standing army of over fifty thousand human and P'w'eck soldiers, Bakura had basically become this galaxies version of Cadia.
Convincing the Galactic Alliance to mobilize for war however seemed to be the easy part, the next part was trying to convince them to allow the Imperium to send a Crusade Fleet to join them, once the High Lords had learned of the birth of the second eye of terror they had demanded that they be allowed to enter the Alliance territories, the Alliance, while certain they could handle this by themselves eventually agreed to the Imperium' joining their defence, already he had heard that a massive crusade fleet of thousands of warships was being mobilized and preparing to be sent through the wormhole, he was expecting them within a month.
The most difficult part was yet to come, in order for the Alliance to survive this encounter they needed a defence against the daemonic entities of the warp, something that their armies and space forces would be hard pressed to defend against, if the Jedi were in greater numbers he considered that they could probably handle it but the fact was that they didn't have the numbers, the manpower or the experience to deal with daemons, they needed the Inquisition, the witch hunters, the grey knights and the daemon hunters. It took until know to have the Alliance agree to this and, strangely enough his biggest aide was the Jedi.
Flashback
"You will excuse me if we do not accept the Inquisitions offer for help at face value" Chief of State Cal Omas stated dryly at the Lord Inquisitor.
"Believe me sir if there was any other way I would tell you" Silvermaine replied "If the Jedi order had greater numbers then I would say that they could handle it with the proper training, but the fact is that they don't have the numbers, the manpower or the experience to deal with warp daemons"
The Lord Inquisitor took that moment to gaze over at Luke Skywalker, the Grand Jedi Master had been through a lot in the last few months, just getting over the grief and loss that surrounded the sudden disappearance of his wife, Inquisitor Vallace had told him what happened and he knew that the chances of her surviving the warp tear were slim, even if she did survive the emperor would only know where she would end up.
"I agree" Luke said simply, taking the other members of the Alliance military council by surprise, even the Lord Inquisitor, he considered that the Jedi would be too proud to admit this, apparently he was wrong.
"Master Skywalker?" General Antilles asked "What are you saying?"
"Its simple Wedge" Luke replied, a sad smile forming on his face, which seemed to have aged a lot over the last six months "There are only five hundred fully trained Jedi in the galaxy, nowhere near enough to contain armies of daemons, the Inquisition has the resources, the numbers and the experience, if the Inquisition and the Jedi work together to contain the energies of the eye of terror then our chances of winning this upcoming war greatly increase"
End Flashback
Eventually the rest of the military council and the admiralty agreed, showing just how much influence that the Jedi had over the Alliance, the Lord Inquisitor looked at this with a mixture of awe and fear, in many ways the Jedi embodied what the Inquisition might have become, both orders were created on a similar basis, to serve and protect their respective empires. The only thing that he did not agree on was the fact that they allowed xenos into their ranks, in fact several members of the Jedi's ruling body, the Master's Council were xenos.
He sighed as he walked into his chambers and turned on the lights, nothing happened, growling he walked further into his quarters, about to throw his Inquisition robes onto a chair when he saw the hooded form of a figure standing at the viewscreen of his room, looking out at the hustle and bustle of the city-world below. The figure was dressed in the flowing brown robes of a Jedi, even with them he saw the slender form of a woman underneath; quietly he unbuttoned his holster and slid out his bolt pistol.
"Who are you?"
His voice stirred the robed figure, who turned to look at him, even with the robes he saw that the bottom half of her fairly human face was blue in colour, a xeno, he pointed his pistol at the creature only to have it telekinetically ripped from his grasp and fly into his guests outstretched hand, she scanned the weapon a moment before taking out the clip and dropping it to the floor. The Inquisitor fell back into an old fighting stance, preparing for any attack that the xeno would throw at him, she didn't move to attack.
"You are Lord Inquisitor Silvermaine, are you not?" she asked, her voice smooth and silky.
"What if I say I am not?"
"Then I will erase your memory of these events"
"And if I say I am?"
"I have a message for you from my master" she replied "Well, are you Silvermaine or aren't you?"
"I am"
"Good" she replied "My master wishes to meet with you, you are not to tell anyone, not the Alliance, the Imperium or the Jedi of this meeting, understood?"
"Why?"
"The time is not right for us to make our presence known" she replied, reaching into her robes and pulling out a data-pad, she tossed it over to him which he instinctively caught "You will go to the Hoth system in a weeks time, my master will be awaiting your arrival there, he has information and resources that will be helpful in this upcoming war, come only with your own ship, no other or the meeting will be cancelled…understood?" The Inquisitor nodded and turned on the data-pad, scrolls of information passed before his eyes and as he read it his eyes widened in surprise.
"This can't be possible" he muttered "Can it?"
The question remained unanswered, when he lifted his head to where the alien 'Jedi' once stood he found that she was no longer there, his genetically enhanced eyes picked up no signs of her presence; it appeared as if she simply vanished like a ghost. In that moment the lights of his chambers flickered back to life again, illuminating the once dark confines of his quarters.
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The whistling wind and the rustling of foliage dominated the whirl of noises that resounded through the forest, full of ancient trees and plants from a home planet long forgotten and imprisoned within the eye of terror, the calls of animals and birds, long extinct anywhere else could be heard, mixing in with the rustles and the whistles. It was a forest of their home world, a forest which symbolised what the planet looked like before it fell to the birth of Slaanesh. Now this reminder of past beauty was buried deep within the protective hull of the planet sized Craftworld.
With delicate finesse the Eldar woman walked through the foliage of this beautiful and seemingly holy place, taking in its sights, sounds and smells, listening to the call of its wild animals, she used her psychic talent to shield herself from the dangers of the forest, so that they did not sense her presence, although reports of animal attacks were rare among her kin she still knew that they did happen on occasion. She braced herself and jumped high into the air, landing on the branch of her favourite tree and leaning against its thick old trunk, she then relaxed and closed her eyes, letting her troubles and worries melt away in the sweet embrace of the forest and the soft touch of the Infinity Circuit.
Her eyes snapped open when she felt something suddenly appear within the forest, completely out of place among the creatures and plant life, she got to her feet and in a blur of motion vanished from the tree, she moved with incredible finesse and skill, jumping from treetop to treetop towards this new presence, she was drawn to it more out of curiosity than anything else, she had never felt anything like this before in the Craftworld, it felt new and completely alien. Finally she came to a clearing and stopped on a treetop, perfectly balanced on its tip and looked down into the clearing below. There was a figure, lying on the soft ground of the clearing, whatever it was she could sense that it was alive and jumped down to the forest floor to investigate.
As she cautiously moved closer she began to make out details, it was almost completely covered by a brown robe with some kind of black leather suit worn underneath, she began to make out the colour of this strange beings hair which was a golden red and stretched down her back, the hair told her that this wasn't an Eldar, she heard a small noise, like a moan escape its lips, she bent over the fallen individual and using all of her might pushed it onto its back. Her eyes were closed and the woman felt that she was unconscious, she froze when she saw the creatures ears, fear began to well up within her, she jumped backward a safe distance as the creature moaned again.
Mon-Kiegh
The butterflies that were churning in her stomach rapidly turned into snakes, she was just made an Howling Banshee, just recently taking on the path of the warrior, she hadn't seen her first true action yet but knew exactly what she was expected to do, as she approached the Mon-Kiegh she silently unsheathed her elegant power-sword and raising it over her head thrust it down, aiming for her targets heart.
Well is it good enough for a new act to the story? Send me your reviews and ideas on this subject, like how the Eldar would react to a Mon-Kiegh (That's us) appearing in their Craftworld?