Chapter 6: The Lord and the Pauper
It's a scary thing when you're the one that is 10 meters tall. It's another to watch the new War-Drum clone tear apart the Ork fortifications. Just to make his armor, Said fortifications were abandoned. As the Orks are going out of their way to kill the Chaos forces.
Who sacrifice every one of their slaves to summon an army of demons. Both the Alpha Legion and the Night Lords didn't have a chance to set up ambushes but they're making up for it with their sheer killcount. From what we can tell the Word Bearers Sorcerers are now using the Orks own Waagh energy to bring forth random demons to fuel the war effort.
On an unrelated note, we went back to see if the Lady Inquisition was still there, but we only found her clone's bodies. Most of them had turned to dust and I knew she would now be a thorn in our side… Mine particularly. It's been a few weeks since the Ork Take over. As the Orks deal with Chaos we have to deal with the regular imperium.
Said Imperium is in a mountain range with only three pathways into said mountains. Each of them are being mined out and turret covered. Each one is now a death trap/kill box combo. There is also artillery up and down the passages.
"Lace!" I turn to see Blana running up, "We got problems!" I sighed, "What now?" She takes a moment to catch her breath. "The Necrons are acting odd. We need some Official Sources to determine what's wrong."
We ran to the Tau-Hawk, as an unknown pilot lifted off and we flew at high speed. It only takes a few minutes to make it to the main Command Center Base. Once landed we rushed to the CC. The moment the main doors opened to the main room I froze. A hologram of a Necron was in the middle, not just any Necron either. A Flayed One was wearing the flesh of the Orc and Chaos cultists that they fought.
"I see you recognise them." I turned to see with cuts, bruises and I froze again in horror. "Sarge your arm?!" It was his right arm, he shook his head. "That's War son, But don't worry, the Metal Caste is already getting me a new one." I nodded.
I walked to the hologram, I took a deep breath before blowing it out. "They're called the Flayed Ones, Necron infected with a curse by the Flayer, a C'tan God, that makes them want to eat flesh and to wear the skin. To make themselves think that they are still alive and not machines."
One of the Tau Sarges scoffed, "More God talk really? Do all humans believe such nonsense?" I rolled my eyes, "The C'tan were originally just semi-sentient energy clouds before the Nerontyr turned them into God-engines. Powerful machines that found out that eating the souls of people were tastier than that of solar energy."
"It honestly doesn't matter anymore, They've been shattered and scattered." I turned to sarge and I realized for the first time ever, I was pissed. I know he is my commanding officer, but he is a friend. He was patient with a green rookie soldier like me. He knew when to bark or to just listen. Seeing him without an arm, I'm going to stop them.
"Now I need to know how many were among the Necron it'll determine the kind of force we need to bring." The hologram vanished and pulled out to where the tomb was, and I saw hundreds or thousands of flayed ones. "We're not dealing with a regular infection, it's a full blown epidemic."
I then spotted the Lord, he was wearing the skin of just Chaos cultists and holding the black stone cane. Another Sargent noticed him too, "Can they be controlled by chaos?" I shook my head, "They're soulless, there is nothing too corrupt. But I wouldn't want to place any bets on it."
They fact that the Lord is wearing nothing but Chaos Skins is setting off alarms. We began to plan for the inevitable wave of Killer Undead Machines. Some suggest that we make contact with the Imperium, but it was shot down because they wouldn't make deals with us.
The Metal Caste thought about taking over them with Mechamorphs but shoved back to plan B or C. We know that the Necron are at the edge of the continent. It'll take them a week if they are just walking, less if they don't. Till Scout walks in, with a servo-skull floating next to him.
The skull floats to us and a hologram of the Imperium Leader. Marise Legionosa stood before us one eye now replaced with a cybernetic, along with her left arm and leg. She doesn't look around, But speaks, "Attention Xenos we of the Imperium are willing to parlay." She spit that out like lemons.
"As you probably notice the Necron is on a march to the Chaos and Ork forces and we are next. We are cut off from the rest of His Glorious Empire, we leave if we win but know we will return with greater forces." She then turned to me, "And I will exact my vengeance on you Traitor. Long Live the God-Emperor."
The hologram disappeared and with a little burst of electricity it fell down. Blana slapped my shoulder. "Congrats buddy you got Nemesis!" There were snickers across the room. I sighed, "It's too soon I'm not ready!" Now they were laughing. The commander gave the silence hand. "We have a chance to secure this planet. Now we need to take it."
He turns to look at everyone, "Let's get to work, Private Lace come with me and Sargent Lackic." I follow them to the Commander's Office. Once the door closes, the windows dull slightly. "Private Lace you are hereby the rank of Sergeant effective immediately. While Lankic becomes a Lieutenant. Any questions?" I nod after a few seconds of being stunned.
"What of the others? Blana, Marrick and Fex or.." Sarg-Lieutenant Lackic holds up his left hand. "Who do you think recommended this? Normally you would be given time to learn how to be an officer, but due to the contribution you've given the Farsight Enclaves. And that of your Sqaudmates, This is the next best thing. With me taking up a new rank you're still going to be under me still but now you got the others to worry about too."
He gave me a salute, it was the wrong hand but it meant the world to me. I saluted him back. I then went to the barracks to see the squad looking away doing other stuff. Not paying any mind to me. "So what? No Sargent on deck?" They all turn with stone faces till Kei'rue gave a War-cry.
They all stood at attention. I, with my own stone face, said "You guys need to work on that." After a few moments we began to laugh. They came over to congratulate me on the promotion. I then ask to be taught how to best use them in a combat situation. Blana was a Long-range fighter, Marrick was a comms officer, Fex was a Mechanic with the sole purpose of keeping everything around us working.
Carin was a combat medic. If he gets hit we go war crime on everyone. And now both me and Lt Lackic are the one to keep them in line. Kei'rue was both our air-power and extraction. The next few hours was me having to attend a dozen different meetings with the final one being my squad and a dozen others meeting up with the Imperium.
I was unfortunately needed upfront and personal. Marise stood in the center with three Sisters of battle behind her. I don't think they are her. To her right was the Space Marine leader A fucking Space Shark Champion. I can only assume he was staring daggers at the Inferno Squad members. To her left was the Marshal of the local Guardsmen. Beside him was the Head acolyte of the Tech-Priest here.
It was an intense moment when the Tech-priest spoke, "You have a STC. You will hand it over. To proper hands." He was looking at me, "I don't have one." Several wheels of his machine's gears turned, "That can be taken in two ways. You either don't have just one and have many or you have none and are creating false creations of the Omnissiah."
"If the Omnissiah knows all and comprehends all, why would 'inventing' matter to him? The moment it is invented he knows it and comprehends it." He turns his full body to me. "You are a former Priest of Mars?" I shook my head, "I'm a good listener and reader."
Marise snarled, "It doesn't matter what the Traitor was, he is an enemy to the Imperium." She looks at me with hate, "You will get what all Traitors get in the end." I smirked, "I'll meet you in hell then?" The Space Marine spoke, it was deep and loud. "Enough! The Necrons are the priority right now." We stared at each other for a second before nodding.
And we got down to the Brass tacks in a week's time they'll make it to the Tau. However in a day they'll make it to the Chaos and Ork warfront. However we notice that the Chaos forces are dwindling fast. And War-Drum along with the Prime-Orks have already left for the Great Ork Haven. Taking all but the weakest orks with them. Still they outnumber them 3000 to 1 if not more.
The Necrons will still have to fight them, it might slow them down long enough to get the Imperiums forces off world but we aren't taking chances yet. Marise knows she needs us to get to her ship along with everyone else here. After all, they have vital information about me.
We had several drones projecting the landscape to find a way to slow them further. Collapsing the mountain passes is a no go due the flayed ones ability to dig around that. I looked up to see the Shark next to the Squad leader of the Infernos.
They were talking to each other, about what I don't know. I look around to see the Tech-Priest staring at me. I think he hasn't let me out of his sight. I went back to the planning, "So you need to get off the planet. Well we need to slow the Necron long enough to have your ship send its shuttles."
The Marshall scoffs, "Traitor if we had a ship we would've been using it to send you and your Xenos to hell." I looked at him with an arch-eyebrow. I then pointedly looked at the Lady Inquisitor. She scowls at me, "My personal ship is at the edge of the system, with only the bare minimum powered."
The Marshall curses, "Fucking Inquisition leaving my men to die." She stood up straighter, "I'll give the signal to have them come closer." Lackic nods and had someone give a signal to our ships to allow them to through. "It'll still take them a few hours to get here." She was going to say something else before we saw a giant flash in the distance.
We saw a dozen monoliths appear over the Chaos Ork Warfront. They began vaporizing everything, I turned to Marise, "The closest passage is the route they'll most likely head to. We'll hold off the outer passage. You need to get ready for extraction." I turn to run to the Tau-Hawk.
She grabbed my arm with the Cybernetic one. "You will not die today. You and I have unfinished business." I put a hand on her shoulder, and with the straightest face I could manage. "It's a date." She looked shocked as she let go. I got on the Tau-Hawk and looked back before the doors closed, to see she was clenching her teeth so hard that her gums were bleeding.
Blana was giving me a 'Seriously' look, I shrugged. The Tau-hawk hologram system shows both our forces moving to fight. I notice that the Infernos are linking up with the Space Sharks company. I then looked for the biggest force on the planet that isn't the Orks or Necrons. The Droid forces are moving in a giant blob formation.
With the Tanks and speeders making a beeline for the Necrons. From the system commands the speeders are on a kamikaze run they get in while shooting and then explode. The Tanks are to keep moving while firing. The Geth are setting up artillery and mortars with a huge number of every Mass Effect Heavy Weapon.
ME-Hammerhead and the ME-Mako are doing the same as the Droid Army's tanks, only a bit faster. Meanwhile from the Space forces, they're sending every Droid-Pod down to make it a bit more bearable.
I turned to Marrick who was typing on his Omni-Tool. "Why aren't we firing down on them?" He doesn't look up at me, "Jammers!" I then turn on my comms, "Lieutenant? We need a way to get past the jammers that the Necrons have going on." Lackic came on, "Affirmative, can you use XLR8 to get close enough without being shot?"
I think about it for a minute, "I don't think so Lt, They may be corrupted computers but they're still computers. I would need to be faster than they could compute the time limit…" I suddenly stopped thinking, and a new thought came to me.
"Sargent?" I began flipping through the Omnitrix til I came up on Time-Lord the Hrud alien. "I have an idea but I need to land to do it." "What's the idea, Sargent Lace?" I looked at the map, "I can use Time-Lord to stop time long enough to place a Locator at the center."
I hear him chattering with the other command units, "Are you sure of this?" "Yes sir!" "You have permission, Sargent. For the Greater Good!" The Tau-Hawk lands and I turn the dial and push it down.
Nothing happened?! "No why the Fuck didn't it work?" I looked around and saw everything was frozen. Then I saw Time-Lord waving his bendy arms and legs around. The doors was nearing the ground till time had stopped.
"We/I/Them are very Bendy! We/I/them think we should stay like this. We/I/Them don't know how to be other anymore." He began to swing his legs towards the Necron. "Come on, Other, We/I/Them have a job to do." We walked there and I saw war frozen in time.
Time-Lords steps killed the grass or grew flowers. He poked a gauss beam and it moved to the side like a tree branch. He touched a Droid and it became shiny while touching a Necron made it turn to pure rust. We made it to the center and I was very scared now. There were 12 giant death machines around us.
I looked around and saw three more beings, One was wearing a Starfleet Uniform, the next was wearing a cloth pants and shirt but was glowing blue with a Hydrogen Atom symbol on his forehead. The next was wearing a white suit, but his body was made up of twinkling stars.
Starfleet chuckled, "My name is Q-Jack, and these are Jack-Hatten and Alien X or as he will be named J-X. And the four of us are the most powerful forms you'll have or need. Clockwork is not nearly as powerful as Time-Lord but has an interesting ability to predict timelines. You will need to figure out how to deal with him at a later date."
Jack-Hatten allowed his feet to rise slightly to cross them underneath himself. "We can not help you but only at important moments like now. The Changer is looking for us but can't touch us."
J-X Nods, "We need to change the game to cause him to panic, when one panics, they all panic. We need to change the future. Though you have made great changes they happened slow enough for him to adjust. The Blooded one does not care for us, The Whore does know what to do with us. However The Infested one is doing something we weren't expecting.
Time-Lord shakes his arms some more. We/I/Them can see him changing the cycle. We/I/Them see Isha crying for help, and for murder. She is being raped by Nurgle. The Changer isn't paying attention to him, The Whore doesn't care and The Blooded one is getting ready for a big push."
Q-Jack frowns sadly, "We can't help even if we could, it'll put us at risk in more ways than one. The Cancer Goddess is going to be born and the Priests of Mars is going to be her first target." He snapped his fingers and a locator beacon appeared. "You won't be able to stop her birth but you can win against her. She won't have anything to feed off of, Despite her Father being Nurgle, he won't share with her. Because she isn't like him. Instead of a circle it'll be a line."
They turned to me as time began to move forward slowly. "Good luck Space Cadet, we're counting on you. And remember, you're not alone." I blink and I'm back in the Tau-hawk as it finishes opening the back hatches. "We got a signal! Begin firing solutions aiming for the monoliths first."
In the distance I see lances of the highest caliber slammed into the monoliths. Some blinked out of existence in the first round of attacks. I looked at my Omnitrix and saw several new DNA scans.
Blana was cheering at the success of the plan. She turned to me with the biggest grin which faded as she looked at me. I saw the ceiling a second later, with my reflection in it. Long white hair and beard wrinkles and liver spots. I passed out.
I woke up and saw my reflection again. My hair was now gray but was getting its color back and my beard was trimmed down but also getting color. No more wrinkles and liver spots. I was on a medical bed back in command. I didn't notice that I was aging rapidly.
I think that was the point. Even Thor couldn't beat Age. I sat up and felt all my bones snapped, crackled and popped! "Ow! Fuck!" I heard running and Carin came in. "Sarge! Oh fuck thank the Greater Good your awake."
He pulled up his Omni-tool and Began scanning me, "You had us worried Lacey, From our initial scans you looked like you aged a hundred years." I began blinking a lot as I started to cry. "Sarge?" It wasn't regular tears, it was full of gunk and what not. "Sarge, I need you to close your eyes for a second." I did and then I felt water being poured on my face while a medical rag was drying my eyes.
After a minute or so I could see with minimum tears. But this started a whole mess. My nose began to drain snot, as I sneezed up a storm flinging my snot at bolter speeds. I needed to use the bathroom and I was getting a headache with ringing ears. I can barely hear Carin, "Sorry Sarge, Gonna need to knock you out, you'll kill yourself at this rate."
I woke up again, in a different room and bed, My hair color was back at least. Again I sat up and queued the Cereal sounds. All I could do now was moan in pain. Carin came walking in this time, "How do you feel Sarge? Not about to lose your innards?" I hear my stomach growling, "I think I'm hungry, how long have I been out?"
He pulled up a chair, "The first time you were out a couple weeks and the second you were out for a couple of days. And barring another attack like last time, maybe another couple of hours." He gave me a smirk, I wanted to laugh but I couldn't.
"Some Sargent am I right?" He chuckled, "You should've seen Lackic's Promotion party. The next morning we were ordered to march in the afternoon on a planet with two suns and a reflective moon. While the Commanders at the time were blaring horns. "
I chuckled or tried to, I had a coughing fit. "Grab me a meal and tell me the latest News." He didn't need to go far as there was a Replicator on the wall. "Chuku porridge, warm." I heard it worked and he brought it to me. With a fucking spork… goddammit.
"Now Sargent, don't scoff at the utensil, it saves space. Let start with what happened Jump Off, After you succeeded at your mission, the Necron retreated to the tomb. The Metal Casters scooped up whatever parts that didn't get reabsorbed by the Energy Wave. Which wasn't much, however we now have a new unit to help us. The New Taucron." I gave him a sour look.
He shrugged, "I didn't have a say, Though Tsunami-Domo have been calling them Exos. However we can't replicate them just yet but the Metal Caste says that they are close. By how much, I don't know. The imperium made a run for it with a nuclear gift left at their base." He scoops up a glob of Porridge.
I hate being fed, But I couldn't move my arms. I then looked down at my arm and saw the Omnitrix. Its dull black was now a glossy black with the Orange now a bit glittery like crystals. I then looked up, "Water, please." He had a canteen he put up to my lips and I drank.
When I was done I cleared my throat and said "MIND-SWEEPER!" I transform into a healthy Ethereal. I then floated of the bed while I turned to Carin Luke, "Sorry for not mentioning this I forgot that if I transformed I would be better now I must read your memories it is good that you giving me a debrief you are already remembering everything I am now done I will transformed back"
In a bright orange flash I was back to fit shape. My Hair was at its regular brown, my eye a dirty hazel and bright orange. I should be shocked but I'm not. I tried to remember the brief and found that I couldn't. "Fucking Mind-Sweeper, took everything with him."
"He said a single sentence..? Why?" I shrugged, "How the hell am I supposed to know, I can turn into a sentient snot bubble and a being that was born on a star I don't know anymore then you do. At least not without going into deep files."
His eyes widened, "Oh yeah, almost forgot, Blana noticed that your Omnitrix turned yellow before your old looking ass passed out." I glared at him, "I can make you run for that now, you know that right?" He rolled his eyes, "Not in here you can't, here, I'm the commanding officer. Now sit back down while I run scans and tests to make sure you're not going to have Heart attack."
I sat down as he began, while I looked at the New Aliens, Protoss from Starcraft, Sayian, Namekian and Majin. Cool, next was Deoxys and Mewtwo? Okay, then there was Starro and a Kryptonian? I think its fucking with me now. Then the next three were scary to say the least. SCPs 682, 999 and 1471.
682 looks like a giant lizard that hasn't been sitting in an acid bath and has the Omnitrix around its front left leg. 999 still looks the same but with the symbol floating in the center of his gooey center. When I turned to Mal0 it waved at me!
"Hey your heartbeat just went up you okay?" I nod then scowled at the monster. It was doing the floss dance. I turned it again, and saw other new aliens. Ogre, Squat, Ratling, an angel from Diablo and a Mind-flayer from Dnd… It is fucking with me. I know it. I hate naming things I freaking suck at it. "Well you look okay for a geezer."
"I'm going to punt you across the command center if you keep doing that." I glared at him, without batting an eyelash, "Hm increase blood pressure may need to keep you overnight just be safe." He gives me a shit-eating grin. I stared at him, rolling my eyes, "Okay Doctor you when I'll wait." He laughs, "You're free to go." I groan
I walked outta there like my ass was on fire. I made my way to the Command Center, when I got there I went up to the Commander and Saluted. "Sargent Jack Lace reporting for duty sir!" He gave me a salute, "At ease Sargent, have you been debriefed yet?" I grimace, Yes and no sir. I got some highlights but when I transformed to heal myself I got the whole picture and now I don't know."
His eye ridge arch up. "A no would suffice Sargent." I nodded as he gestured to the Holotable. "Good news first, You gave us a new friend in our fight for the Greater Good." The holotable showed the Tech-Priest from earlier. "He said he won't become a Heratek but he wants to know how we 'an outcast splinter' are advancing so quickly without succumbing to damnation."
He rolled his eyes, the Holotable showed three of the Space Sharks, one had a psyker hood and another was a Techmarine. The third was the Champion, the hologram showed the champion fighting with the Infernos. They were teaching them?
"Catachan Marine Champion was impressed with the False Marines and wanted to see if they could be better." Then the holotable showed 13 Taucrons wearing robes like the Knight of the Old Republic Dark Jedi.
I turned to the Commander, "Only thirteen?" He nodded, "It's apparently hard to make 'Living Metal' to do what you want. But it is getting easier so says the Metal Caste. The Necrons are contained for now. But still a problem. Hopefully we'll deal with them soon."
The holotable zoomed out just a bit to show a new city being built. "The last bit of good news is that the new Droid Works Foundry is mostly operational and in full production swing." I nod in appreciation.
The Commander sighed, "Now the bad news, while we have contained the Necron they're taking a toll on our forces. Sure most of those forces are the Forged, but for everyone we take out they take out either a few hundred or at least up to a thousand."
I nodded, "I'm guessing the Foundry is in need of constant replacing of parts?" He nods grimly, with a wave of his hand the map zoomed out to the other side of the planet. To a Continent of nothing but flat plains. And another Foundry being built.
"This foundry is getting spares to build itself up. Once one part is down it helps with the rest. And as of an hour ago it's now self sustaining. It's going to send as much as it can to help with the workload." I nod, "And the other Bad News?"
Again the holotable zoomed out till we could see the star system. At the western side was fleet battle with Imperium, Chaos, Tau Empire and The Farsight Navy are in one big cluster-fuck. The largest out of all this was the Farsight Fleet. With the massive ships in the back and the smaller and faster ships cutting into the all sides.
The Imperium was sporting several Battle Barges, all but one had the Space Shark symbol. The lone chapter happened to be a Space Wolf Battle Barge. The Chaos mostly Word Bearers, with a few random other Warbands that I didn't recognise.
With the Tau Empire staying as far away from the fight. Firing at the maximum range, I can see that some of them are taking pot shots at us but mostly dealing with the main cluster. I turned to the Commander, "Your orders sir?" "Your order Sergeant is to report to your CO. He'll have your Orders."
He salutes and I do the same, I then head to our barracks. When I made it outside I was met with three Goto's Droids. With each three more Remote Droids. They each made a hologram in front of themselves. I see Jury-Rigg, Greymatter and Brainstorm.
The Jury-Rigg smiled widely, "Heya pops, My name is Fixit, We got a bunch of ideas formalized and need some help in getting them started." The Greymatter rolls his eyes, "Hm Quite, we can finally clone your Mineral base aliens as well as the Starborn Alien. Oh yes, My name is Laana."
My eyes widened, he was a she. Brainstorm scratches under their brain plates? "Designation is BS-77-O1. MC-Units have made great strides in the creation of alternate allies. Subject 1: ME Races has had a population boom. Subject 2: Horizon projects have gone into full production. Subject 3: Multi-punk technologies are being implemented. Subje-"
Fixit made a loud snoring sound, "God, you're so boring O1. Just put all that in a file and send it to him later." I thought that, er, O1 would get angry, but they crouch. I think it was indicating embarrassment. "Forgive me, I ramble when excited. Most programs are exceeding projected parameters. MC-Units were too pessimistic."
I put my hands up, "What do you need me to do?" Laana cleared her throat, "We need updated samples of your aliens. Including the ones that are new." I nodded and gestured for them to follow towards the barracks training area.
And I spotted Lt waiting for me, who looked happy. "Oh good they found you. I assume they told you why they're here?" I nod, "Yes sir, Let's get this over with." We of course started with what they deemed the hardest one.
Heatblast, a being born on a start. For the cloning to happen I needed to literally pay with an arm and leg. But with a bunch of rock and metal around I was able to reform them. After that I grabbed my limbs and bunched them up in a ball.
I had to put it in a metal box to keep it heated. Now onto my rocky forms. Chromastone was the first one, they took a couple of my 'teeth' and one of my hands. When I was Heatblast, getting my limbs cut off didn't hurt but was a discomfort.
Chromastone didn't feel anything, Diamondhead on the other hand felt everything. If a bit gets cracked, even a little bit, it feels like breaking a limb. They had to drill into me, with a specialized sonic drill. Did you know that Diamondhead's people had mineral blood? I didn't!
The rest took about an hour to finish. The only exceptions to the Cloning process are the Demons, Bug-out, and the SCPs. The Psionics aliens are off of the list thanks to the success of the Psi-marines.
I then had the largest headache as I lay on the bench. I saw Blana walking to me, "Sarge! How is it going?!" I groaned and sent her a glare. She gave me a smirk right back. "That's what you get for passing out so many times. And turning into an Old Geezer. How are you again?"
I sat up and groaned again, "I don't know, I'm pretty sure that I aged a century." She was looking at me curiously, "You okay Blana?" Her eyes widened a bit. "I was just thinking you look good with a beard. Though you should cut your hair a bit short."
Her face was slightly red, I grinned at her, "You're cute too." She pouts at me, "Just so you know Sargent Lace, Sir, I can make your death look like an accident." She punches my arm. I rubbed my arm, "Ow I should write you up for that."
She rolled her eyes, Fex and Marrick came out of the barracks with their duffel bags. I stood up and they gave me a salute. I return it, "What's happening?" Fex cracks his neck, twice. "We got our marching orders, Sir. For the first time ever, we have made a truce with the Tau Empire."
Marrick nods, "They realize that they can't slow us down anymore. Commander Farsight stated that we won't bow to them anymore. But it'll be good to have the old allies back." I gesture for them to continue, Fex grunt, "We are heading to a new location that isn't associated with any faction."
Marrick holds up his arm and brings up his Omni-Tool. I get a ping and look at my own tool. I see an ugly looking asteroid station. I saw that it was in the reach of a hundred different sub-sectors that intersected. Looking further into the map I saw a world that terrified me.
"The Aurelia Sub-sector? Are we meant to conquer it?" They shook their heads, Marrick scratches cheek, "I don't think so Sir, I think it's meant to be more of an observation operation." He shrugs, I nod and we go to pack our things. When we were done, we got on the fastest ship. And headed to Station Lukal.
The Ship was large enough to house our squad with few extra. Speaking of extras. I met our newest members. A Taucron named Cleo and a familiar sparkling battle droid. It was named BD-G1. It was just a regular B1 droid, but shiny. It was doing pull ups.
I went to the cockpit to see Kei'rue putting us into hyperspace. "Shifter back? You tired? Need Cleaning?" I nod, "I am tired and I do need a shower. Does this ship have one?" She shakes her head, "Have Wipes. You need help?" I sat in the Copilot seat. "Kei? Are you proposing to me?"
Her teeth chatter a bit, "Not Proposing, preparing to later." I lean back into the chair, "First Blana, now you, what changed? I knew guys wanted to be close but now you want to be a lot closer." She pulls a lever back as we exit out of hyperspace. "You good man, need mates."
I think about it, I must admit I don't find either of them unappealing. Which is weird to admit, but did I do something with Time-lord? All I know is that I transformed and we were separate but then nothing.
"You no like Kei'rue?" She was looking at me worried, I shook my head. "It's not that but there's a clear difference in your behaviors. I'm worried what else might be different. I think I did something or caused something to happen." My head hurts trying to think about it.
She chirps a bit, "I ask later. I think on it." I nodded as the ship made its way into the station. I noticed that there were a dozen other ships of the same or similar make. We made our way off the ship to our designated rooms. Me and Lackic made our way to the base center.
Despite the base being a moon sized station, it was tiny compared to the rest of the galaxy space stations. It took a few minutes to get there but once there we saw a few dozen Lieutenants and their seconds. The watch beeped as it gained a new set of alien DNA.
I heard a clearing of the throat, I looked at who it was. My eyes widened, "Kalm Elm?" The Eldar was wearing the Eldar equivalent of the Tau Commander Armor. She scowls, "I am not my sister, My name is Dar Lic Elm. I am a member of her Seer Council."
Before I could say anything else, she held up a hand. "You are to remain quiet now Sargent and listen." With that she goes into the Main Plan of this station. "Our goal is to set up minor transwarp outposts throughout the Sub-sectors. Side objectives are to locate enemy strongholds and possible allies. As a personal request for my people, Eldars should be put higher than the others. If found, contact me immediately."
She pulls up a map of our location, which was named The Intersection. Mostly because a dozen or so sectors are pressed against each other here. To the side of the Map were four colors: Green means Allies, Yellow means Neutral and Red means enemy while the Blue means unknown.
It was mostly Reds, Yellows, and Blue. There were three greens. And all of them are along the Intersection. Dar Lic Elm is one of three commanders. The green dots had faces next to them. Ours in the very center was Dar Lic Elm while the left one had Tsunami-Domos and the right had Female Tau named Commander Light-Heart.
Dar Lic Elm pointed at Tsunami-Domo, "Domo's job is to convert Yellows and find out where the blues stand. Light-Heart's job is to do the same but for the feudal and feral worlds. As I had stated before, Our Goal is to set up hidden Transwarp outposts on any world that isn't watched too closely."
"Each station is equipped with the most effective form of replication technology that the Enclave could design. When an Outpost is made it'll be manned by Geth Programs. They will produce stealth units to keep any wandering eyes away."
She pulls up our ship schematics, or everyones ships. The cargo hold was highlighted, "Each ship's cargo hold will be able to carry 25 portable replicators. We need to deploy 300 within the next year. We have locations to make it easier for you. Focus on the yellows, if Light-Heart confirms a safe location you may use it. Remember Safe doesn't mean secured or allied."
She stood up straighter, "You have a week to rest then you have a year to finish the first batch." We all saluted her as she nodded. She gave me a pointed look and head's to her Room? Office? Eh. I need a shower.
AN: We got new aliens and I get to name them. On a side note or maybe a major point is that things are changing. The Chaos Gods are doing things now. Orks are heading to an Ork Haven? I wouldn't even want to know what an Ork Haven looks like. I also like to say thanks to those who favorites the story and follow me. To the Reviewers I do read them so thank you as well.
Race/Name
Protoss/Zealot
Sayian/Mon-Ki
Namekian/King
Majin/Gun-Gum
Deoxys/Space-mon
Mewtwo/Super-mon
Starro/No-Brainer
Kryptoian/SuperJack
682/Apocalizard
999/Tickle-Monster(I fear what would happen if I they meet a demon)
1471/Mal0-round up[H0i!]
Orge/Good-man
Squat/Gimlijorn
Ratling/Frodown
Diablo Angel/ The Greatest Good Prophet
Mind-Flayer/Brain-Eater