Sup guys? Lighting Wolf here, back with another story, this one about Warhammer. Enjoy the 800-word chapter. I do not own Warhammer or Star Wars, Lucasfilm, gameshow, and a few others do.
The Dark Angels were far too willing to do whatever needed to be done if it destroyed the Fallen. They hated it and they hated their enemies so much they were willing to do what had to be done and had to be beaten into the ground.
There was a pause as they continued their work on the Rock. He had been able to try and figure out once more what needed to be done.
Even if they were willing to fight the best course of action which was done and dusted. They held onto more and more mercy when it was said and done when it was dusted.
Whatever pain, whatever ailments had been done now needed to be addressed for now, that and that alone would end this threat for them now.
It had been something that needed to try and figure out while it was all said and done, said, and figured out once more. Whatever needed to be done would be done.
And then came the explosions… The tearing of rock and stone as the battle around them seemed to intensify at will. It was clear to try and figure out what was going on and what was to happen next.
More explosions as their fleet engaged the Fallen, traitors, and soldiers who had fallen from grace, fallen from where they had been in the way of sort of thing was amusing for now and for good reason.
The pain? The suffering? It made sense in its way, for their way was something that needed to be addressed and undone.
What little needed to be done? It would be forgiven for trying to deal with something that nobody could reasonably do.
They continued fighting even as the Fallen gave ground, they continued dragging them to hell even as it was clear such a thing would become harder and harder to figure out.
The explosions that shook the entire space around them reminded them that such violence was gone… And even then? It had to be over, it had to be done either way.
Such was life, they would die to weed out the Fallen, the scum of their legion, the scum of the galaxy. It would end and they would make them die in flames and fire.
It was only as they were thrown into a series of explosions did, they realize something, realize that the entire galaxy was falling around them and would not realize what it meant.
Whatever came next, he held no such ideas, no ability to figure out… For he was new to the eyes of the galaxy, there were several explosions and several ideas which crossed their mind.
There was a massive star-like explosion…. Then they were gone.
(Another Galaxy, another time)
Dozens of Dark Angels grunted, scattered across the grounds as they slowly yet surely stood up… And recovered.
With several hand motions? They were gone, all of them were led into the wind, they could see nothing but their training had led them into battle and they were still led to one another objective.
They had the Fallen to hunt and it was here the Fallen seemed to have led them, they hunted them and had chased them after again and again, eager to crush them, to smash them into the wind.
Whatever needed to be said was left unsaid as they had no care for now and they walked with purpose, sweeping their rifles across every stone and rock as they realized that they were not in their ships but the signals of their ships still were heard.
All of them were heard in their way, he had been able to look to the side, this planet was sandy and it was odd still.
They did not know this planet, did not know at all but they would have done something similar before.
It could have been another trick of the damned Fallen, another trick which they would see through easily and cut the enemy to pieces.
They had no desire to be lagging their enemy and they would not, not now and not without reason.
They began the march once more in the shadow of the Rock, ready to get to work and put an end to this.
Author Notes
Phew. The first chapter is done! I want to point out that the next chapter will be delayed. Why? Simple, because I wish to try and figure out what to do as a crossover. The next chapter will be in 2-10 months and will show more of both the Dark Angels chasing the fallen and where they had set up. Until the 900–6500-word chapter, Lighting Wolf out!