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Post by Zrascak on Jun 10, 2009 10:59:48 GMT
"Well you heard him. Who are you really, what about your chapter and why are you here. If i suspect that you do not cooperate fully then i will take whatever means i deem necessary to get the information. If someone of us gets any trouble with you i will make you wish you were dead. Understood marine?" Zrascak says with a grin.
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Post by barkblast334 on Jun 10, 2009 12:59:57 GMT
Narrator: Just at that moment, there were noises of a thunderous sort. Everyone looked to the sky, the source of the commotion. The sky was aflame, rending apart. Everyone could see the Tyranid Hiveship come out of it's hiding behind the radar and radio silence of the planets shadow, blasting away at the arriving fleet. Ships went down, burning up in orbit or being absorbed by the hiveship, dying in horrible agony, being eaten alive while on fire. Not a nice way to go for anyone. One ship made it through the blockade, a medium-sized cruiser carrying a couple hundred squads of Space Marines. It's front section was totally on fire, melting and changing shape in the onrushing wind, while two thirds of the rear half had simply been sheared off. Everyone was thrown scores of metres away and knocked senseless. The ship just ploughed through the earth, crushing anything foolish enough to get in it's way. Leeroy, being the first to recover, ran towards the cruiser, with Din'Asrar the wraithlord being the next to follow. Leeroy simply tore through the sealed and crumpled doors, indifferent to the flames. He smashed, hacked or shot his way through any and all obstacles. His voice barely rose above the calamitous noise as he roared, "Any and all survivors, haul ass here right friggin' now! I repeat, get the **** over here now! We are gettin' off this hunk o' metal and to a safe point. All personel able to walk, carry your mates! Everyone else, hang on. The Wraithlord and I are here to help you!", Leeroy emphasized his point by grabbing several marines and slinging them over his shoulders, then running out of the burning wreck. Leeroy carried about 20 marines, making several trips, but he couldn't count how many died, survived or were carried to safety by the Wraithlord or fellow marines. Leeroy was seriously hacked off now. He was gonna be angry by the end of all of this.
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Post by Zrascak on Jun 10, 2009 13:50:33 GMT
"Morns get the F*CK out of there now!" Zracsak yells as he makes his qay into the burning ship and drags marines out, one after one.
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Post by barkblast334 on Jun 10, 2009 14:22:56 GMT
Leeroy was near to collapse as Zrascak ran to help. His internal CPU and motor function controllers were starting to melt, and he was losing the ability to move his 'noughts limbs. He set it on an autopilot loop that would move his 'nought towards life-signs, pick 'em up and take them back out. Zrascak slowly walked in, only just being able to bare the flames. Leeroy boomed, "Stay back! I do not know your name now, and I doubt I will be alive to learn it after this. It's too hot in their even for me! My CPUs are melting! Repeat, do not go in there! GET....OUT....NOW!!!", and Leeroy ran back in, ferrying marines. Thog made a quick count of those whose armour show life-signs. Damn, he thought, his count came to about 4 tactical squads full of marines. The Wraithlord was still in there, somewhere, doing something, Leeroy was breaking down, and Zrascak couldn't do a thing, even being part Slann. He was only human, after all, though a rather---psychotic---one.
Leeroy had reached breaking point. He quickly glanced round for any survivors, but noticed something critical: a time-bomb. It read 12 seconds. Leeroy Kaygarn stood there, just waiting. He had no time to run, he wouldn't have made it anyway.
KA---BOOOOOOOOM!!!
Half of the ship just collapsed in on itself, vaporizing and crushing anything inside. The ships engines had exploded along with the bomb and had produced an explosion of massive proportions. Leeroy came into awareness of being dragged along the floor. He looked up and saw the Wraithlord, Din'Asrar, dragging him along. He tried to signal or get up, but he was totally paralyzed. He just slumped and let himself be pulled.
Afterwards, when the flames had died down, and Leeroy and the Wraithlord had escaped the burning wreckage, Thog performed another head-count. The results were grim; only 56 marines had been saved, out of a full legion of 200. It was a grievous loss for the emperor. And Grimnar was nowhere to be seen.
Leeroy and the Wraithlord were talking. "Din'Asrar. I thank you for saving my life, but it is useless now. All my parts are broken except for my speech, cognitive and live support. The emperor will not deign to replace the parts of a relatively young, inexperienced 'nought like mine. So they'll use my parts to fix another instead. I do not want that to happen. Therefore, I have a favour to ask you.....as a friend and as a soldier.....will you contain me in a cryo-sleep module, that I may live out the rest of my days in peace? And if you are ever lonely in your existence, you can wake me up, and we can share our stories. Will you do that for me?", Leeroy asked sincerely.
Meanwhile, at the scene of the recent battle with chaos, a strange ally awoke from a near fatal slumber....
"...emp...eror...body.......emper.....emp....emperor, body so....ul too....ahhhhh.....", Predator whispered faintly, with all energy expended.
OOC: If any of you have read the 'nid codex, there are reports of 'fexes and other tyranids surviving nuclear bombardment and fatal injuries.
Predator could not move, could not stay awake long enough, could not rise from the black void pulling him in. But the light that was always just ahead of him was beautiful, he thought. An internal voice answered him, "But the light means pain, suffering and anguish. Come, stay here, and rest in peace for all of your days...", however Predator swam upwards, forever upwards, the light always just out of his grasp. But suddenly he plunged through, into the light of the fire and blood and gore splattered everywhere. Predator could do nothing yet, however, save send out a mental shout between a bond forge almost a million years ago, it seemed, though it was really only 9 days ago. He shouted across to the one friend he had ever had...Zrascak.
Zrascak received the unique mental speech, and immediately ran full tilt towards the horizon, never slowing or stopping, not when any of the guard or Thog himself commanded him to stop. He ran and ran and ran, tireless it seemed, though he was pumped with adrenaline.
Predator just lay and waited for Zrascak to come to him, confident that his one true friend would indeed come.
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Post by Zrascak on Jun 10, 2009 14:37:35 GMT
"Hey here is another one but he is critical. I managed to break open one of the doors on the other side just before the thing went boom." Zracsak says as he comes forth, his armour burnt and dented and black from smoke, dragging a marine after him.
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Post by barkblast334 on Jun 10, 2009 14:44:13 GMT
Predator was dissapointed. He shouted again along the mental bonds between himself and Zrascak. "Zrascak!", it took all the strength he had to utter those thoughts along Zrascaks unique neural pathways. Predator slumped to the floor. He was severely weakened. Battered, broken and approaching lifeless, he was exerting only just enough effort to continue breathing. He had been shot, slashed, dragged, crushed, thrown and now blasted with magic. He was not in good shape at all. He could only hope that Zrascak responded soon. The enormous reserves of energy he once had had been used up all in two nights, in streaks of situations that were near fatal. First, the battle with the genestealers, when he had first met the marines. Before that, he had been running for two days straight. Then, the duel with the ravener, and the second swarm of tyranids. Then, he had to battle with the Orks, and had collapsed after the battle, falling off the Rhino. That had beaten the hell out of him, it had been going so fast, and only two people stopped for him. A marine with a strong sense of duty and fairness, that was dead because of the Chaos, and Zrascak. Then, he had been hauled back into the Rhino, leaned out of the window, fired his Deathspitter multiple times, with it's large recoil, then, he had leaned out the top of the speeding vehicles and made a trying and difficult mental contact with a being alien to him. It had all but killed him. Then, his final battle with the Chaos. That HAD killed him. Technically speaking. But he had regenerated, very slowly, and survived. But he was still f*cked up badly and needed serious medical help, from professionals with the proper equipment. He was hoping that Zrascak would be able to help him when he got here, IF he got here. Predator did not even know if Zrascak had received his mental shout.
But Zrascak had.
OOC: Zrascak, hurry! Pred is back, and he is pissed!
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Post by Zrascak on Jun 10, 2009 16:15:10 GMT
Zracsak ran and ran for a pretty long time before he at last reached the place where predator was lying on the ground. "I am sorry firend but i was far away so it took a while to get here." Zracscak says to him menbtally before he lifts him up and runs back. When he reached the base camp he quickly catched one of the medics of the guard since he was closest. "You there, take care of this 'nid while I get our medics to come here mnd make him as good as you can while waiting. If you do not you will be in big trouble since i will take care of your punishment unofficially myself." Zrascak says before he runs of to get a real medic. When he cmes back there is a group of scientists and soldiers standing around Predator. "Kill him now so that we can do our research on him." Zrascak hears one of the scientists say and as one of the guards starts to raise his gun he rushes forth and knocks him out with a brutal punch straight in the back of the mans head. "Who are you? I have ordered this obscene thing to be shot so that i can do research on it and now some kind of hero like you comes and disobeys my orders. I will have you shot for this if you do not kill that thing now. Do as I command since i am your superior." the ugly scientist says as he turns around and faces Zrascak. As the mans gaze falls on Zrascak in his slim burnt armour he is shocked. "It is you, it is ypu that are the slann thing, soldiers kill him." the little man orders and as the soldiers starts to draw their guns Zrascak draws his gigantic sword as an answer and cuts them all down right after saying. "You have drawn weapons against a superior and that is punishable by death.". As the men fall down Zrascak kills the scientist too and then turns to the medic. "Sorry that you had to see that and i fear that i will have to kill more of them now after this but hurry was needed.". "I understand and i will make everything i can to heal this tyranid." the medic said with a grin as he looked at the remains of the guards. *That man is more dangerous than a whole chapter together.* the medic thought as he saw Zrascak running of to make it so that everything got as good as it possible could get for Predators move from the ground into the infirmary of the space marines.
(OOC: Now Zrascak is pissed too.)
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Post by w00teldar on Jun 10, 2009 17:33:46 GMT
Din said "There is still a chance of survival for you, while i was in the ship i saw one of your empty dreadnought casings, if we can get you in there and just swap out the weapons and also repaint it, it will be like there was never a change." Din ran off and about 2hours later came back with the empty dreadnought.
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Post by barkblast334 on Jun 11, 2009 4:49:26 GMT
Leeroy turned to Din and simply said, "I wish to walk no more."
Predator just lay on the table. A slight grin formed on his face, but he fell unconscius soon afterwards. This time, he didn't try to draw of reserves of energy, he just lay there. He was glad for the break in the fighting, and it had been fun to watch Zrascak doing what he did best. They would make a great team.
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Post by CreepsFromThe Deep on Jun 11, 2009 9:08:48 GMT
"ok then unless there are any orks here i'm just gonna go back to my nap, because i am a specialist against orks and nothing else so in short, no orks, no me"
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Post by barkblast334 on Jun 11, 2009 12:58:19 GMT
The hours passed, and soon Predator felt well enough to move around, albeit slowly. He wouldn't be fighting again until at least a day had passed. Zrascak had watched over him, tirelessly, and Predator owed a life debt to the man. Predator also knew that he was the subject of intense scrutiny by the remaining scientists. They and the guard would try to do him in, he knew it. But not with Zrascak around. There was no way they would try with him around.
The next day he was wandering around, while the medic had gone to get more supplies. Zrascak had fallen asleep at his friend's side, and Predator did not blame him. But he had a score to settle. He sharpened his talons of bone and readied his Deathspitter. In full view of the many marines, he opened fire on the nearest imperial guard vehicle, killing any of the crew present. Guardsmen rushed towards him, Predator was impressed. He hacked through their ranks, cutting them all down. All the while, he was making his way towards the General's tent. The General, woken by all the noise, arose to a scene bathed in fire and blood. Marines rushed at Predator, he simply brushed them aside, but did not kill them. The General started opening fire at the onrushing 'nid. Predator stopped and said out loud. "You call that gun? This gun!", and fired a round from the hip at the General. The deathspitter ammunition hit the Imperial Guard right between the eyes, splattering his brains and blood all over the tent he had until recently held residence in. Predator walked up to the broken corpse and said silently, "Eat this, you (please do not swear). For all things done me, you die this day.", and Predator stomped down hard on the General's chest.
Thog came rushing, along with Zrascak. "What the hell are you doing?", they cried in unison. "Settle old old score.", replied Predator. Zrascak grinned, Thog frowned and shook his head. "Well, we knew there was something bad about them. What tipped you off?", "They try cut body open, they try shoot me, they sever mind-bond with blood-brothers. They evil, and they pay now. Today."
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Post by Zrascak on Jun 11, 2009 15:26:31 GMT
"Well you have more of a score to settle with them than i have so feel free to take it. I can wait to get whatevers left for me." Zracsak says as he inspects the body of the general. "Hmm maybe i should burn it." Zrascak says to himself. "That would probably be the best way to make sure he does not rise again."
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Post by w00teldar on Jun 11, 2009 18:01:10 GMT
Din looked at Leeroy and said "May the spirit of Isha guide you, Dreadnought" and walked away. He spoke to Thog with his mind and said "I'm going to go hunt down some chaos, i will be back. it took an hour for him to find some and when he did he ran out and activated his flamers, killing the ones that weren't in power armor, then he rushed at the rest, killing them with his wraithsword. that will hold them off for a ittle bit, then walked back to base.
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Post by Zemox on Jun 12, 2009 3:58:43 GMT
Thog was still shocked by the blow his chapter had taken, and he had sworn vengeance, at the moment he was under the comand of a wolf guard battle leader he had confirmed that Logans ship was still afloat, it had been delayed after the warpjump and he was still alive, that was the last he had heard at least.
He was actually glad the general was dead, he was useless anyway.
But right now he and his squad needed some rest, they were all wounded but none dead just yet so they walked into the rhino dropping into the space marine hibernation state, letting the wounds heal more quickly.
He had let everyone know that if they needed him simply shaking him would wake him up.
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Post by w00teldar on Jun 12, 2009 12:36:11 GMT
Din had almost forgotten is promise to Leeroy, so he walked back inside the ship to find an empty cryo module. he came out a couple of minutes later and did the transfer to the module from the dreadnought
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