Chapter 12
Rise of the Vengeful One
Back in the battle happening on Carolea, Carolus has finally made it home after going through so much shit in order to bring Elma's body back. He pants as he brings her body inside and place it close to where the entrance of the secret shelter is as he wraps her in a black shroud. With all the fighting, the tremors caused all the Legos to stop in the positions they were as if time just stood still with all the chaos going on.
"I am sorry, Elma." he says in a sad tone, "Wish I could've saved you earlier."
Carolus exits the orphanage and sees all the destruction. His home was a wreck, but it was home none the less. Now everything that his people built from these ruins is being destroyed in the fires of war as the bodies of the dead continue to rise, blood flowing through the streets, homes destroyed and ravaged. This makes him angry. Angry enough that he draws his sword and it is set on fire.
"No more." he whispers to himself.
He is then surrounded by Imperial Guardsmen of the Cadian 21st as they aim their lasguns at him.
"Surrender, heretic!" ordered a sergeant, "And you will be processed into-"
In an instant, Carolus cut off the head of the sergeant with blinding speed that freaked out the other guardsmen.
"No more!" Carolus says aloud.
One guardsman look at the sword he is holding and recognizes it, "Wait, that sword looks like-"
Before he can finish, the guardsmen got sliced in half from head to crotch as Carolus finish off the rest of them with only a few shots fired. All of them got massacred to the point of having their seared body parts scattered across the street and hot blood splattered everywhere. Carolus grips his sword tightly as he breaths hard in anger. One guardsman is trying to crawl away but he immediately sliced his head in half in a diagonal.
"NO MORE!" he says with a harsh tone full of anger.
He looks at the direction where the fighting is the most fierce and heads on over there.
Cato Sicarius is having trouble taking on the Tarasque as he tries to slash some of the teeth but his sword, Talassarian Tempest Blade, isn't doing squat against it. So he fires a few plasma rounds into the thing's mouth in hopes of burning it up from the inside. But the monster burps up a huge cloud of smoke and proceeds to attack Cato Sicarius. Two Ultramarines are watching the two fight with all that they got and just chilling.
One marines says to the other, "Should we help?"
"No." says the other marine, "I'm waiting for this asshole to die."
"Cato Sicarius or the monster?"
"Yes."
"Why?"
"Because that bastard has it coming for ages. He maybe the captain of the 2nd company, but he is a fucking asshole."
The two continue to watch the fight as Cato Sicarius tries firing on the monster's eyes. But the eyes regenerate and are now immune to plasma shots.
"Wish we would've join Wilford in the Deathwatch. At least he doesn't have to deal with the fucking chanting all the time."
"Same."
Cato screams out, "I, Cato Sicarius, require some assistance against this foul, wretched beast! NOW!"
One of the two sighs, "Fine. What do you need?" He doesn't really care.
"Have the whirlwind artillery tanks take fire on this creature! I may not become chapter master, but if I survive, I will give you... A rank higher than whatever rank you have!"
"Oh." the marine sound enthusiastic.
Not because of the promotion, but the possibility of Cato Sicarius dead.
"Of course!" He radios, "This is squad 3 of 2nd company. Requesting artillery strike at my location."
"Confirmed. Danger close."
A few artillery shots are shot into the air and about ready to strike down onto Cato Sicarius' location. The two marines take some steps back and watch the fireworks.
"Three purity seals if he dies."
"You're on."
The artillery comes crashing down and explode upon the creature and Cato Sicarius. The two marines comedically pull out some marshmallows and have them get roasted by the explosions that are leaving behind a crater. Although some dirt particles ruined the marshmallows but they don't care as they get to see Cato Sicarius get killed. After a few moments of bombardment, it has ceased. The two look down at the crater with their dirty yet roasted marshmallows and can only see the smoke left behind.
"I really hope that asshole died."
Cato Sicarius spontaneously emerged from the rubble with his left hand up in the air with his plasma pistol.
"By the Emperor, I, CATO SICARIUS, LIVE!"
"Fuck!" the marine swears in disappointment.
"Better luck next time."
All of a sudden, the celebration was cut short by the Tarasque and ate the hand of Cato Sicarius. Cato Sicarius screams in pain as the Tarasque eats his arm and plasma pistol.
"MY FUCKING LEFT HAND!" Cato Sicarius screams in pain and rage. He turn his anger towards the monster, "YOU DARE TAKE THE HAND OF ME, CATO SICARIUS, YOU FILTHY MONSTROSITY!? I WILL HAVE YOUR HEAD OVER THE THRONE OF MACRAGGE ONCE I HAVE BECOME CHAPTER MASTER!"
"Yeah, well, you ain't a pretty garden yourself!" the Tarasque insults the captain. "You are an annoying glory hound of a blueberry! Your voice is atrocious, you are completely self-absorbed, and your sword techniques are worse than a novice!"
He insults the marine further much to Cato Sicarius' rage.
"HOW DARE YOU INSULT ME, CATO SICARIUS!"
One marine says, "For the record, he personifies everything that is wrong with us Ultramarines!"
Cato Sicarius looks back at the marine with his hand trembling and about ready to strike him. Tarasque was about to eat Cato Sicarius but he kicks the monster in the snout before they continue their fight.
"That was close."
In the library, Magnus and his Blood Ravens are astonished by the books there are.
"Holy shit." Godfrey is stunned by the library.
"I have to agree." Magnus agrees with the captain. "Books of time that was forever lost during the Dark Age of Technology. Knowledge of humanity that is separate from our own that have been passed on after the Age of Strife where father's crusade and the Imperium have never reached. Off-shoots written by those that have never experienced the horrors of the galaxy at large. The Cult Mechanicus and scholars would be envious of such text that no one has ever seen within our beloved Milky Way." He then address his marines, "Get as many books as you can starting with history and encyclopedias. Leave nothing behind for we much obtain all knowledge of this new region. Make sure you find duplicates for father for his voxcasts in order to inform the Imperium citizens."
"None shall find us wanting." says one marine with the Blood Ravens warcry before he and his fellow marines do so.
"Eh." Magnus doesn't like the warcry.
"Something wrong, my Primarch?" Godfrey asks.
"Well... I just miss the 'Knowledge is Power, Guard It Well' warcry you Blood Ravens used to do. I actually admired that before it was changed after the Aurelia Sub-Sector Crusade."
"Fear not, my Primarch." Godfrey tries to cheer him up, "Despite the change in warcries, we still value knowledge in the upmost respect. However, we try not to go overboard since many Chapters- I mean, Legions, have trust us even less since we have found out you are our Primarch. Which makes you our gene father. Yet the reason for the new warcry is to fix the mistakes from the Chapter Master that was corrupted by Chaos."
"True I support change and wish to avoid mistakes, but not at the cost of knowledge."
The door open and reveal the three Fabulous Custodes with large sacks full of lotion and other products for men.
"Greetings, brothers of ours!" Wamuudes speaks with pride and joy, "We have finished gathering all the body oils, shampoos, and lotion we can find. Enough to ensure our loins are moist and soft."
Godfrey shutters by Wamuudes words out of cringe.
"How is it going, my big red man?" Custodisi asks. "Have you found some material for the next voxcast?"
"More than enough."
Karstodes is being a downer, "Yeah, I can see that."
Magnus asks with a smirk, "Are you still having trouble reading?"
"No!" Karstodes nervously defends himself. "I have been learning in my spare time! I've done more than just taking part in the talent shows we do on Thursdays!"
[Chaotic Maniacal Giggle]
"Anyway," Custodisi speaks again, "once you are done, we should transport our loot into a Thunderhawk and get off this planet."
"But I am planning to see more once the battle is over." says Magnus. "My powers may not be working properly, but I would like to see what else is on this world."
The entry way is destroyed to reveal both the Tarasque and Cato Sicarius are still fighting as they tumble through the library.
"LEAPING MEGARACHNIDS!" Magnus freaks out, "WHAT THE WARP FUCKERY IS THAT!?"
Cato Sicarius struggles as he tries to explain, "I, Cato Sicarius, am trying to take this HORRIFIC ABOMINATION down!"
"FUCK YOU!" Tarasque screamed out before tail-swipping Cato Sicarius off his back and back outside where the two continue to fight.
Despite the fact he lost his hand and bleeding, Cato Sicarius continues the fight against a monster that is impossible to kill and full of hatred for all life. The five just watch the epic clash between a terrible personification of the Ultramarines against an unstoppable creature.
"JUST DIE ALREADY!" Cato Sicarius says to the creature in a fit of frustration and is sick and tired of the creature.
"YOU FIRST!"
The two continue to fight as the five just watch the fight happening outside the library. The Blood Ravens continue to grab anything and everything like the thieving magpies they are while the struggle continues but speed-up their collecting.
"Holy shit." Karstodes says. "This is the most entertaining fight ever." he continues to watch the fight.
"A one-handed blueberry against a hideous monster?" Custodisi says, "This is an awesome fight. Almost remind me of the time when we man-handle Magnus when he turned into his daemon form."
Magnus looks at Custodisi, "Say what now?"
"It is like watching an unfabulous, one-handed blue troll being messed around by an unwashed and equally hideous reptile." Wamuudes states.
The two of them stop fighting and look at Wamuudes. The other Fabstodes, Godfrey and Magnus just stepped away from Wamuudes. Before the two are about to give Wamuudes a beating, Carolus came down upon the Tarasque and use his sword. The others are shocked by this young man who came down from the sky and stab the Tarasque in the head before using its power to set the monster aflame. Carolus jumps off the monster as it screams, roars and flail around in pain from the flames. Not just ordinary flames. Flames that scorch down right into the soul as the sword Carolus wields is the same as the Emperor's sword, the same sword that Roboute Guilliman wields now. Even as a copy, the effect is still the same.
As the beast breath its last roar, it falls over as it starts to turn into ashes.
Magnus looks at Carolus' sword, "Wait. Is that sword...?"
Carolus turn his head with an angry expression upon his face as he looks at the Imperials full of disdain.
Magnus looks upon his face and utters, "...Father?" But realizes, "No, it can't be."
Carolus then charges at Cato Sicarius with a powerful swing. But Cato Sicarius blocks his attack as Carolus' sword manage to cut halfway through the blade. The two continue to fight with Carolus having the advantage because his sword is slowly destroying Cato Sicarius' Talassarian Tempest Blade.
One Blood Raven shows up, "We have everything we can nab, my lord."
Roboute Guilliman appears with Chapter Master Marneus Calgar and a squad of Ultramarines.
"What the hell is going on?" Roboute asks.
Marneus Calgar answers, "It appears that idiot is fighting against... Wait a moment." He sees Carolus' sword, "That sword that welp is using. It looks just like-"
Before Marneus can finish his thought, Carolus destroys Cato Sicarius' blade and slice right through his head in half. They are now even more shocked by not just Carolus Rex or his sword, but by the death of Cato Sicarius. The captain of the 2nd company now lies dead with his head in half, blade shattered and missing a hand.
"Holy shit." the chapter master says. He then acts happy, "Cato Sicarius is dead! WOO! Finally that asshole is dead! I'm getting the amasec to celebrate!" He completely ruined the moment.
Carolus, still full of rage, turn his furious gaze at the Ultramarine Primarch. Roboute is surprised by this young man who has the same striking jawline as his father.
Carolus points his sword at him. "You!" he speaks with a voice full of hatred, "You and your lot will pay for what you have done here! Destroying everything you touch! Killing innocents! Such actions are inexcusable!" He jumps up for an aerial attack, "NOW DIE!"
Roboute quickly pulls out the Emperor's Sword to block the attack as it also catches on fire. When the two swords clash, a huge psionic shockwave is unleashed upon the planet and everything surrounding it along with a flash of light where the clash took place. Everyone and everything that is connected to the Warp or the Emperor suffer massive headaches. Every Space Marine, every Primarch, Custodes, all the psykers present felt a massive jolt trying to split their heads in half. That includes Carolus Rex himself.
The Space Marines outside of the library cry out in pain with the Imperial Guard feeling fine yet notice every legion now suffering from headaches. The Space Wolves, the Imperial Fists along with Rogal Dorn, the Black Templars, all of the Space Marines. Psykers suffer the most, including Astropaths and Navigators with some of the Astropaths have their heads exploded. Some of the Astropaths and other Psykers, including Librarians and similar ranks, are having trouble getting back up. Others have fallen into a coma as a result while others simply just died. Those with non-psyker talents are confused on what is going on with those with them.
On the ship where the Captain-General is at...
"YEEEEOOOOOWWWW!" he let out a cry of pain. "Smeggin' hell! What the fuck was that?"
Back on Terra, both Primarchs have fallen onto the ground and having trouble regaining their composure as they twitch convulsively.
"OW!" the Emperor typed on his TTS device, "WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?"
Lion stands up yet have his hands on his head while groaning in pain.
Vulkan gets up and feels just as bad, "I feel like a blade that has been shattered by a hammer on a blacksmith's anvil."
"For the love of Caliban, can someone get me some amasec with aspirin?"
On the floor is a psyker with his eyes rolled-up and foam coming from his mouth that keeps twitching as his eyes start to bleed.
Lion looks upon this psyker, "Who is this guy? And why is he acting like that?"
Back on Carolea, the light where two swords hit dies down. Everyone is on the ground with some of them slowly recovering. Carolus Rex is on the floor with his nose bleeding and tries to recover. His adrenaline is what's keeping him from collapsing entirely.
"OW!" Magnus stood up and is actually in greater pain than everyone else, "MY FUCKING HEAD! OW!"
Karstodes got up, "What just happened?"
Custodisi got up next, "I feel like I'm going through the worst hangover in the history of hangovers."
Wamuudes is out cold.
"Oh shit. Our brother is completely out of it." Custodisi looks at the sword Carolus Rex is wielding. "Hold on a moment." He looks at Roboute and see the swords are almost identical. "By the Golden Throne of Terra! The swords are the same!"
"WHAT?!" Karstodes shouts.
Magnus look at the two swords and notice how similar they are. He then recalls a conversation he had many years ago with Kitten and the Emperor about the Sensei, true children of the Emperor before the Primarchs were made. Magnus also recalled that he mistaken this young man as his father when he entered and something in his incorporeal brain clicked.
"By. The. Gods." Magnus made a startling revelation, "That boy. He's... He's a Sensei!"
"WHAT?!" Karstodes shouts again, "HE'S A SENSEI! The fuck is a Sensei?"
Magnus then thinks it over, "Wait a minute. That's not entirely possible. Because Sensei cannot have emotions and this boy is too young to be one. Plus he feels more of a Blank. Unless..."
Godfrey gasps, "Unless this boy is a child of a Sensei!"
"That cannot be possible either. Sensei cannot have children."
Roboute stands up, "But is it possible that the Sensei can reproduce by taking advantage of the technology here? I mean, it is possible if you think about it."
"...oh shit."
Carolus Rex stands up and has fully healed with his sword in hand.
"Who are you?" he asks, "And why do you have the same sword as my father's?"
"Your father?" Roboute says. But he realizes that his theory is correct.
"Oh shit!" Magnus realizes and is astonished. "Roboute, we have an honest to goodness nephew that isn't a Space Marine!"
Wamuudes got up and gasps at the situation. Before things can be taken further, an army of Doom Slayers appear and started attacking some of the Ultramarines with quick attacks and precision. Some of the Ultramarines fight back with some back-up by the Silverbacks that have appeared with their animalistic roars increased in volume by their power armor vox systems along with chest poundings. One Silverback runs up and tries to punch one of the Doom Slayers with his power fists. The Doom Slayer dodges the wide swings and tries shooting the Silverback Space Marine with his super shotgun. Magnus looks at these warriors and feels an overwhelming dread from the Doom Slayers. His hands shake and body shivering in fear. For some reason, the most powerful psyker in existence is frighten by these new warriors.
The fight continues as other species such as Protoss, Tenno, Cravers, Super Mutants, and Thanagarians start to appear as they start taking down the Imperial Forces in the area with ease. Many of the Imperiums are putting up a good fight, but they are getting killed very easily with many of them falling back.
Back up in space, Kitten notices that the auspects are picking up loads of ships.
"Oh no." he mutters.
Thousands upon thousands of ships start to appear from the other side of the planet. Many of them include various ships from Swords of the Stars, Macross, Sins of a Solar Empire, and Covenant Ships from Halo have formed a fleet that completely outnumbers the Imperium of Man. With their void shields not working, they are in so much trouble and would be wiped out in an instant.
"Oh no!" Kitten says again but louder.
A few fighters were sent in to try to fight against these new vessels. The new vessels released Gundams to deal with them and manage to wipe them out.
"What the fuck kind of knights are those? And how the hell did they managed to get to work in space?"
As Kitten figures out on what the Gundams are, ships the Imperium have fought before started to show up. Chaos, Orks and Tyranids have appeared with some of them still fighting each other.
"Uh-oh." Kitten is now worried.
Then Necron ships of the Thokt Dynasty have appeared alongside Dark Eldar that start open firing upon each other.
"Uh-oh!" Kitten's worry has increased.
Word Bearers, Hive Fleet Leviathan, Thokt Dynasty, Wazdakka and now the Cult of Strife are in the new solar system. Every single ship of the Archaeo Coalition focus fire on the new fleets and are destroying them with overwhelming firepower.
"UH-OH!" Kitten then contacts all Imperial forces, "ALL IMPERIAL FORCES, THIS IS THE CAPTAIN-GENERAL! I AM INITIATING A RETREAT ORDER, NOW!"
Back on Carolea, the Imperial forces are falling back.
"GAH!" Rogal Dorn got shot in the shoulder by a green crystal.
One Imperial Fist marine shoots at the ones responsible and tries to help up his Primarch.
"Hold on, Dadorable!" he says as he lifts him up. "I got you!"
Many at the library are falling back with their numbers getting thin with regular humans of the Imperium getting slaughtered like flies. The Imperium of Man are getting pushed back with many boarding the Thunderhawks and head back up into space. Carolus runs out and tries to attack some before they can escape but nearly got shot and falls down.
As the Thunderhawks take-off, Carolus shouts at them, "COME BACK HERE! YOU MUST PAY FOR ALL YOU HAVE DONE! GET BACK HERE AND FIGHT ME SO I CAN FINISH YOU OFF!"
The Thunderhawks are heading for the ships as they try to avoid much of the crossfire but some got destroyed. Many made it back and the Imperium ships are taking off. But the question is, how are they gonna make it back? On one of the ships though...
Rogal Dorn asks the marine that saved him, "Excuse me, thank you for saving me. But are you who I think you are?"
"Indeed I am." the marine that rescued him answered. "For it is I, the vox serf that was known as, Boy."
He removes his helmet to reveal his face. The child Rogal Dorn knew is now fully grown with his black hair now more militaristic while also having a cybernetic eye and some cybernetic implants where his ears are.
"But you may call me by my new wall name. Man. Sergeant of the Imperial Fists' 3rd Company."
Rogal Dorn smiles with pride, "It is good to see you again."
AN: Hey everyone! I hope you enjoy this new chapter and I do apologize for not uploading this yesterday. Yesterday was my birthday and I had a good time. Also, I hope you guys will enjoy my new story, Punk'd Up. Want more about it, you're gonna have to check it out. Till then, see ya!