As it awakens....

[Major Chrispy]

"A daemon of Khorne, go figure...your past is one of anger, angry that you didn't have all the answers, your present of envy, envy that Cassie is outside your ability to keep pleased, and your future is cold, as the fire of your life is extinguished, and you lay dead, in the cold sands, only to be eaten by the scarabs that inhabit them. That is your destiny..." Chris smirks...

[Esiphas]

Serene manages to catch onto the back of the jeep as it moves, and puls herself in on the move. ''What the hell has been going on around here?''

[Tyamius, Shadow Lord]

Demon Crell smiles at the voice in his head yelling. He charged at the Khorne Lord who's own will could not stop him from fearing the beast about to massacre him. Crell batted him into the side of the house with the taloned hand killing him and jumped after the jeep.

"Come back little ones! I just want to play!" He yelled turning as the glass poured into his back this time. "Damn you!" He cursed jumping and opening his wings. He saw the ork convoy with Drakka and immediately flew back into a rage landing in front of them. He swatted them away one by one his focus on rescuing his brother. "Give him to me!"

[Father Nurgle]

"you are no ally of mine... i will do my best." Tergeo jumped to the back of the jeep. It's open compartment vehicle, the mobility was great. Tergeo ducked under the unused heavy bolter that was mounted on a turret. With a quick pull back of the loader, Tergeo had began to fire. Hundreds of high powered shells flew out towards Crell; many more of them bouncing off his brass armored body. How many struck flesh is unknown to Tergeo, for he was a daemon to the imperium, and those monsters don't die easily. "Emperor be with him!" Tergeo muttered as he rapidly swiveled the heavy bolter to the war trucks of the orks. Tergeo pointed out the one that held Drakka within and opened fire again. The weak rear armor of the scrap truck was shredded as the heavy bolter ripped through the engine that ignited a heavy explosion.
"Whip around Cassie! I will strafe the wreckage! Serene! Jump out and find Drakka within it all!" Tergeo fired more and more, A click symbolized the need to reload. Tergeo jumped into action, hastily throwing off the old ammo box and throwing in a new one. The new clip sputtered a brand new rain of steel down upon the scouring orks, some went for the wreckage, others went to fight Crell. Oddly enough, something was pushing them forwards... Meaning there must be something scarier behind those orks... "Cassie! I have a hunch, will you trust me?" He asked over the roar of the dune buggy, If he was right, there could be a more powerful daemon prince commanding these forces...

[Tyamius, Shadow Lord]

(Gonna be out for a few days im in deep (please do not swear) trouble. If I can get my iPod Touch and a wifi signal I will post later.)

[mina]

Cassie seems to be doing things with the jeep that would be damn near impossible without perfect foot control. She stops and starts skidding around bodies and bring them right up next to the orks which are being slaughtered by Crell.

She looks turns slamming on the breaks narrowly avoiding the glass hitting them, "Yes, right this moment my life is in your hands what do you want?" she presses the gas down making them move again as she brings the jeep around again.

[Major Chrispy]

``Hmmm...time to get serious then...`` Chris mutters,his gun exploding into a blaze of fire, only to reform as a large scythe. Flying into the air, e lands infront of the orks, with a massive sweeping arc, he carves several in half. In a instant the air is filled with an aura of death, and terror...all eminating from the massive hooded figure, infront of them...even Crell found it imposing, the lesser beings, such as the orks began to run, desiding that this being was even more terrifying then any other...(I used the aura of death one...)

[Esiphas]

Serene grabbed a shotgun from the floor of the jeep, loaded it and then grabbed a few ammo packs. Then she jumped out and blew an Ork apart into chunks of flesh and green blood. She sprined towards the biggest and largest ork viechle- Experience dicated this was the most important, and all the big things- like prisoners- would be stored aboard

[Tyamius, Shadow Lord]

Crell blasted through the orks like a hot knife through butter. He turned to the construct jumping onto it and ripping the lid off. "Drakka!" He yelled spotting his twin and pulling him out. The moment they made skin contact Crell began to change again, back to his normal self. His clothes were tattered, the casualties of orks and chaos ran over 100, he was bruised and had one large shard of glass sticking out of his shoulder.

[Father Nurgle]

"follow those orks!" Tergeo pointed his weapons at orks who did not fear death and continued to fight. "The location these orks run to could give up an idea!" Continual heavy bolter fire sputtered from the jeep. Serene had just jumped off when a loud explosion was heard. Suddenly a ork blasted by Tergeo; Cassie had narrowly avoided it. "Stormboys!" He yelled as more either kamkazied or landed down to deal with the others on foot. Tergeo fired in a more erratic manner, only taking a few shots to dispatch a stormboy and their crude jet pack. "Speed up!" Tergeo yelled as his shots became a steady stream of firing. With realization of doom Tergeo ducked under the bar separating the back platform from the front and slammed down into the passenger's seat. A sudden explosion rippled the sand behind them; Bucking the heavy bolter off it's hinges and causing a secondary explosion from the volatile ammo. "Bugger just didn't die..." Tergeo yelled straightening out his white coat. (still perfectly clean) "Well then, that way!" Tergeo gripped a bar above him and hung out the door, scanning the sunset horizon for any base. Meanwhile he kept his posture as cool as possible to show off he can be jsut as heroic as Crell; maybe Cassie would look... "There, that's where the ork scouts are funneling... In that mine." Tergeo pulled himself back in. "It is almost nightfall, we should report back to Crell and the others..." Tergeo spat venom out of his words at the thought of Crell. "But they might be too tired to help or these orks could be telling their leader to fall back, and we loose our only hope... Your call Cassie..." Tergeo Stared off into the cave then back to Cassie, the light shine of the half set sun made he glow in beauty. Her perfection was shining brightly, Tergeo resisted any urge to lean towards her...

[mina]

Cassie's eyes more than once had flicked over at Tergeo while he fought, it hadn't distracted her driving much but it had caused her to have to swerve several times making her look like a more accomplished driver rather than less accomplished. As they sped after the orks she watched him lean out the door itching to pull him back away from danger as he was making her nervous despite his cool demenor. *God how does he keep that clean and composed? I mean I am pretty cool but he is bring that to a new level...* her thoughts were cut off as she screetched to a stop watching the orks retreating form as she considered their options. She considered him and then herself, and for just a moment, she didn't feel clean or pretty enough. Like all moments it passed and she once again felt like the perfect object of adoration and perfection. "I say we press the assault." she says pressing down on the gas peddle only to hear a sickening grinding sound as smoke poured from the jeep, "Mother (please do not swear) from Khorne!" she swore swinging out of the jeep and moving to lift the hood of the jeep. She whistled in a low voice, "different options time, push this back to base or get capturched. And spend the night in a cell with food maybe and sleep definetly." she turns smiling at him, "Your choice."

[Father Nurgle]

"A good nights rest sounds good." Tergeo says jumping out of the buggy. almost looking as he if accepts capture. Then suddenly his powerfist hums to life "After we go in there and find out what is causing such a racket." Tergeo turned away from the Jeep and waits for his coat to stop it's forward motion, then runs his fingers through his hair, a cool breeze sets in as the sun finally sets and notions a fall in temperature. "This is my time" Tergeo says looking up at the rising moon. "I want you to await my return, i will go alone to draw out who i can. Be it our captors or our doom..." Tergeo Glanced back one last time and winked before he sprinted off in a rushed manner.

Approaching an entrance to a mine on a desert night wasn't the smartest thing to do... Tergeo thought as he stood upon the darkest shade of black he had ever seen. "I guess Heroism is harder than i thought..." Tergeo muttered. He lifted his powerfist arm and used it as a light to guide him. After only 2 turns in a nerve wracking darkness An orange light could be seen. Upon the end of the light loud cries of anger resonated. "What on Terra?" Tergeo walked to the end of the shadow; Orks scurried by in fear as the roaring got louder. Tergeo took out his bolt pistol and bought it close to his face. "12 shots... make them count." He thought.
Tergeo turned the corner of the mine, His bolt pistol searching for a target. The first shot rang out in the mines, finding a landing zone on the soft spot on the back of an ork's skull. The whole place was a hustle in an Instant; before Tergeo finished shooting his bolt pistol shots returned. A quick pivot on his heels and Tergeo was off. As he turned he could see the grueling face of an ork warboss. Teeth as large as a nob's tusks. This warboss was no ordinary warboss... Tergeo struggled to gain his footing as heavy stomping shook the mines. Looking up, Tergeo noticed the roof was higher raised then a regular mine. A slight reprieve washed over Tergeo as he had run out into the moonlit desert. He could see much now, even The jeep with Cassie beside it. Solid slugs from an ork shoota bounced off rocks around Tergeo. "Here we go." Tergeo's eyes widened as he saw the light from before completely dissapear.
Hurriedly Tergeo sprinted across the sand, a loud smash was heard and what Tergeo had feared was true. "Cassie! i Think we would get a little more than what we bargained for..." Tergeo said out of breath as he trotted to a stop before her. Tergeo regretted doing so but he picked up the radio communicator in the jeep. "Crell, Serene, Drakka?! This is Tergeo and Cassie! we need some sort of Assistance!" He yelled into the radio just before he saw The warboss.
This colossal ork was the size of a deff dread, if not larger. The arm span of this warboss was the size of a landspeeder storm! On one side was a massive mutated powerclaw, that melded with flesh in a daemonic fashion. On the other was a clawed hand that was clenched in fury. This ork was surrounded by 10 other lesser orks that survived the attack. "A good nights rest eh?" Tergeo asked Cassie, looking at her perfect face with a look of contest in his eyes. Tergeo didn't feel all hopeless in this fight; moreover he felt inspired. The woman of his dreams was beside him ready to fight with him. Not even an over sized warboss could scare him. Nor would Tergeo let it defeat him! Tergeo felt power surge from within him, it was proving time...

[Tyamius, Shadow Lord]

(Tergio reminds me of Wesker with the hand through hair motion. And Crell and Drakka are down for the count, Crell may just go into Comatose.)

[mina]

Cassie had grown bored quickly not really certain what Tergeo hoped to accomplish walking into an ork infested cave all by his lonesome. She had briefly entertained the idea of following him but that thought had gone by the wayside quickly as she had squatted and begun to pass the time by using her finger to sketch Tergeo’s face in the sand. At first this was difficult without light or shading, but once she had begun using her natural talent with fire she had found it was easy to char the sand just enough to produce a shaded effect to her drawing which as always was coming out perfectly.

She was quite pleased with her work as she stood to admire it feeling accomplished at having captured his cool clean look with so little effort. Then the man himself came jogging up out of breathe and stopped smack dab in the middle of her drawing causing the fire burnt sand to spread out at his feet. She sighed inwardly as she glanced over his shoulder at what he was panting about. So the ork had indirectly ruined her drawing… they would pay for that. She grinned viciously at the 11 orks, “You got left, and I got right. We meet up on the war boss. Whoever downs the boss doesn’t have to push the jeep back but gets to lay around in the back sunbathing.” She doesn’t wait for a response as she flies forward at her chosen orks ducking a blow from the Boss as she dodges right past him moving for the two smallest she has.

Cassie soon finds herself surrounded by the five orks who shout and jab at her with weapons, kind of like a bad night at the brothel for her. She grins standing in place as one lifts his shoota and fires only to find her out of the way and lunging forward to imbed her dagger in his throat, his missed shot hitting another ork in the shoulder. She grins fiercely as the ork gurgles to death on her blade. Then she goes back to dodging the other three as the warboss rushes towards Tergeo. She glances over at Tergeo in time to watch him snap the spine of one of the orks in his way. Her momentary distraction at admiring the ease with which he dispatched another while using the force of his hand to leap over the side of the jeep to avoid fire caused a shot to glance into her own shoulder. She chided herself for such foolishness as she gutted an ork who had rushed forward when she had been shot to trying to knock her out. The actual gutting was a filthy job as blood gushed out onto her hand along with several organs she didn’t need. The two remaining orks stared in horror at her as she looked at them grinning, “You are not mine.” Fire swept out in an intricate pattern as the two rushed through it hacking at her. She smiles, nimbleness beats brute strength every time and her heated hand quickly makes contact with the orks face as she simultaneously grabs a handful of sand and throws it at the other ork’s face blinding the creature which screams and holds it’s face much like it’s burning companion is doing. She leaves the ork who is acting as a candle for her and steps up beside the other ork slitting its throat with ease that is a pleasure to watch. The blood that spurts from its throat decorates the sand like a Rorschach pattern.

Then she turns her eyes alive with adrenaline and pleasure at the kill only to see that Tergeo was and is far ahead of her, having already dispatched his orks she quickly goes over the sensory information she ignored while killing her own. No wonder he had finished first, he had used the jeep to his advantage allowing him to shield himself from their attacks. She shook her head in disgust as he flipped away from a claw that would have taken his clean, smug head right off its shoulders. She slowly moved forward prepared to help kill the war boss that Tergeo was so effectively dodging.

(Ha nurgle has to write the kill scene cause he writes better fight scenes.)

[Father Nurgle]

(i shall do that with pleasure)

Tergeo dodged another clumsy ork attack; Under hooking a punch to the abdomen on his final opponent. No blood, only a sickening crunch that told Tergeo his job was done. Slowly the body slumped to the sand below and Tergeo whipped around to face his over sized opponent. The Warboss. Tergeo was able to see the Warboss's attacks easily; getting out of the way was difficult. The massive powerclaw arm was difficult to avoid. Every smash it did would displace massive amounts of sand.
Tergeo seemed to have it's attention, a fast Sprint inward would bring the beast to confusion. Quickly Tergeo charged forwards, Quite narrowly avoiding a downward smash from the Warboss. Now The he was on the inside Tergeo looked for a weakness... There! He thought as his eyes found a weak muscle in the neck of Warboss. Tergeo jumped onto a piece of leg plating and again jumped to a shoulder plating. There Tergeo clung to as the Massive Warboss shook all it could to get Tergeo off. Tergeo swung his powerfist arm to the plate and pulled himself up. Now the powerclaw arm was coming in, as if to swat a bug off of something. Tergeo jumped forwards aiming at a necklace of teeth to grapple to. The clang of metal on metal and the roar of pain made Tergeo chuckle to himself when he found the necklace to hang onto. The clumsy Warboss had actually broke his own armor off with that attack. Tergeo gripped the necklace now with his sights set on the throbbing purple neck muscle. His hand was bleeding now as he had grappled onto a sharp tooth; he had to strike soon. Suddenly Tergeo noticed the Warboss opening it's arms, as if to hug something. In a gruesome realization Tergeo knew it was him that was going to be smashed. With reluctance, Tergeo let go of the necklace and feel onto his back at the sand below. The Warboss closed its arms in on it's chest where Tergeo had been hanging. With fresh determination Tergeo stood up and ran under the legs of the Warboss to it's armored back.
"Round 2..." Tergeo thought as he looked for footholds to jump to. Suddenly he had clear vision on what to do. Not from a guiding light, but from Flies. "Yes i see it now..." Tergeo mumbled as he saw a fly on a spike or crevasse on the back armor plate of the warboss. But why flies? the most repulsive creature to date. Tergeo had let his old Phobia go, this was the heat of battle, adrenaline and the drive to impress took over here. On the other side the Warboss was completely confused of where Tergeo had gone off to, whether it had smashed Tergeo to dust or whatever else it did not care. Now the Warboss had it's sights set on Cassie and took a lumbering step towards her. Tergeo seized this momentary lapse in attention to jump upon the first fly that told where to step. in quick succession Tergeo jumped onto other footholds and gripping spikes. Now Tergeo was standing over the hard plated skull of the behemoth. He knew where the weak spot was but had no way of exposing it. Tergeo was at an impasse as he gripped the back of the necklace like a harness.
The Warboss smashed down with both arms in rage as Cassie dodged the slow and predictable attacks with ease. Closer and closer Cassie dodged in to confuse the beast just as Tergeo had done. Her form was perfect... Tergeo witnessed. Easily she leaped upon the powerclaw and severed a vital joint in the machine. The lower part of the claw became detached and the Warboss yelled frustratingly. Suddenly the unclawed arm of the Warboss seized Cassie in a freak accident. In a second it held Cassie in a grip strong enough to restrain her but not strong enough to crush her. Tergeo watched as the Warboss let out an amazed hum. The Warboss was flabbergasted at Cassie's beauty. Now! Tergeo thought. Quickly he jumped to the left of the Warboss's neck, still gripping the necklace. This part was not covered in sharp teeth, Tergeo had focus as he whipped across the Warboss's neck and to the vulnerable neck muscle. Tergeo reared back and prepared a perfectly timed punch. "3...2...1" He counted as he knew exactly where the muscle was placed. With a powerful thrust Tergeo found soft flesh. Like a balloon filled with black ork blood the neck burst open.
Black blood drenched both Tergeo and Cassie. The Warboss tumbled and swayed. Tergeo had let go already and the Warboss had dropped Cassie in it's sudden loss of strength. Tergeo wiped his eyes clean of ork blood and watched as the massive beast clumsily swayed from the loss of blood. With a grunt of defeat the Warboss fell back into the dirt with a massive crash. Burying the ork bodies below it.
Tergeo stood from his spot, his perfectly white coat was covered in patches of black ork blood. dripping in blood before him was Cassie. she was just like his coat, covered in some spots because in other spots the blood just dripped right off. "We both push. you distracted him long enough for me." Tergeo held out his left hand. "besides, you don't have this." He raised his powerfist arm to show off. Victory was won, but at the cost of his cleanliness. For once though, Tergeo didn't care. He had won it with the woman of his dreams.