After the End

[Yuno]

ooc (Lets just start somewhere...we know the flow of history, lets play in this world...)

Brutus looked over the horizon to see the advancing dots that were the Imperiums finest. He knew just looking there that it was over. Khorne had not answered his cries for help. None of the Three had heard. He felt rage at this. How long had Brutus served to be tossed aside just because of a little warp issue.

Behind him his men sat in waiting....knowing that the end was soon to come. Only a few more minutes before the armies of the cursed emperor reached him and his small group. They were out numbered...7 to 1.

He turned to his men who all sat in wait at the hill. He did not allow his fear to show. He was Brutus. He had single handedly conquered 10 planets in the name of Khorne. He would make the Imperium pay for each drop of blood spilled. "For Khorne!" he shouted as they charged forward blades humming in expectation of blood.

It all happened very quickly, so quickly that he was astonished. As he watched the fire of his enemies stream towards him he saw a burst of dark red light. From it stepped a woman scantily clad in red. A long cloak made of fur from a tzeentch daemon hide and trimmed with the claws of khorne daemon skulls. She was a vision of beauty as she pulled forth a crystal red heart shaped gem and turned pointing at one of his men who began to sweat out blood like a shower. The blood rippled and stood suddenly copies of proud berserkers all prepared to fight and kill. "Loyal Brutus and his men...Khorne has not forsaken you...I have come to give you victory and then take you away with me...there is a plan...we will no longer suffer defeat at the hands of the Imperium." Brutus surged forward in rage his hand reaching to grab the woman's wrist. How dare she. It was then that her hood fell and he stopped his hand bare inches from hers as he knelt the men following suit. "Great Mistress...I apologize..." she grinned as the dark red light moved to swallow him and his men, "It is quite alright Brutus..I know you would never raise your hand against me if you know me."

Several Weeks later...

Brutus stood at a small table of men. He knew some of them. All were men of Khorne. He watched the woman who had brought them together stride in. He was always astonished by how truly lovely she was. She waved to them all and he admired her hand, so delicate yet he knew how she wielded a blade...he remembered that night not so long ago...

*Flashback*

Brutus's blade cut forward and up ripping the blade of one of the other High commander's blades slipped from his hand and Brutus grinned in truimph, "Next time you dare question my suggestions and call me a fool I will rip that head from its shoulders..none are better in Khorne's army than me."

A cold taunting voice cut through the air and hit the back of his head as the other commander nodded and scurried away, "Everyone Brutus? Really everyone?" Brutus turned to see the face he already knew, "Lady Vaer..I could best you in a sword fight..perhaps not in a fight to the death..but a sparring match favors me." She stepped forward smiling a taunting look on her face. "Really...And if you are wrong..." she grinned the cloak falling from her shoulders to yet another revealing outfit. Brutus watched her unsheate her sword as he moved to throw off the chest plate he wore, "We fight until someone stops or loses their sword...If I am wrong I will spend the week in the bloodstone mines working as a slave.." he grinned at her as he crossed his blades with her.

The fight was fast. He felt cheated as he quickly realized that this was not the finest display of skill possible from The Lady of Steel. Several times in the match he had seen her pause and shake or faulter. He had seen the tattoos on her bare stomach and breast constrict. Yet he had not stopped himself from eventually ripping the blade from her hands and enjoying the sound of it clattering to the floor. He stalked forward to her panting form lifting the willowy woman who seemed so commanding seconds ago up and slamming her against the wall, "You are weak..the stories they tell of you so strong..but a child would last longer..." he watched as her eyes stared at him black with hunger as he considered her gaze and then nodded simply dropping his sword to the ground as he felt her teeth sink into his neck.

*end flashback*

What had come after still made him glow with pleasure and pride. He was brought back to reality by the owner of the hand that had sent him far away, "Brutus...you agree with our plan to destroy the Imperium homeworld as a sacrifice large enough to mend the rift?" he nodded simply, "So long as we can get the staff and spirit stone from the Eldar library..Yes."

[Esiphas]

In the chambers of The Servants of Khorne, A high, mocking laughter filled the air. All who turned to look were greeted with the face of Sirius, as he stepped from the shadows. His impossible staff in one hand, and in the other, the door guards smouldering Corpse. Despite the guards body size, Sirius lifted it up easily, presenting it to those gathered around the tae. "Such a pity you are less welcomingto outsiders. I was actually forced to violence to Enter! Fancy that, Eh?. Still, he fought bravely. I only got one hit in." He dropped the corpse.

"Now then, Ladies and Gentlemen, Sirius hears some very interesting things. The cult of Khorne, reformed and ovn the move! The dark lady, Aeris Vaer, actively working for the blood good once more. I hear Mort is heartbroken your gone again." His face split in a savage grin. "And little Brutus- So fickle Fate is, to have you holding power again!" He raised his arms, guesturing everyone in the room. "And of course, you have a plan of action! Well, Naturally, you cant fight with brute strength alone. The imperium is too strong for that. You need someone potent at sorcery- not that im calling you weak, lady Vaer, but i am going to be far more skilled than you-, you need a negotiator and you need to ensure that Khorne isnt the only god who gets back from the oppressed warp. Oh, sure, Khorne is powerful, but if he leaves the great game he will have abandoned Nurgle and Slaanesh to Tzeentches power- For only all 3 gods combined might can stop tzeentch. And if Tzeentch gains the power of both the plaguefather and the prince of pleasure, He will crash through the gates of khorne and dethrone the bloody king sithout a sweat!" His fave was in a manic grin. It was obvious the idea appealed to him, but he calmed down shortly afterwards. "I ask now, Cult of Khorne. Do we fight together? Or must i find other allys?"

[Tyamius, Shadow Lord]

A dark pool formed around Sirius' feet, and a man materialized several feet away. "You won't approach a Lady like Mr. Moriates. You all wonder who I am, my name is Malzira and I am one of few Shadowborn to leave the ether. Next you wonder why I am here, I am a mercenary, a noble, and an assassin. I was sent to kill you Moriates, you have pissed off a very high paying man but I wonder if you can prove me otherwise."

Malzira faded in and out at random, this place was having a strange effect on him, he felt stronger here. And then he saw Aeris, his eye's widened under his hood, she was gorgeous and he must know her. "Ma'lady I am sorry for interrupting, I have forgotten my manners." he bowed low his old nobility kicking in.

[Esiphas]

As Malzira bowed, he was dragged feet First into the air by incredible telekenetic force, Then smashed down again, face first. Sirius Chuckled. "You hope to kill me? Getting near me took shafow power and you couldnt even get all the before you were distracted by our Bloody Mistresses appearance. You couldnt kill me, Malzira. Now wait your turn." Another telekenetic blast shattered through any defenses Malzira might have had, and rocketed bim towards the left wall. He stopped about a fokt short as some other force painlessly stopped him.

[Yuno]

Aeris was irritated when Sirius appeared in her domain…she was bemused when Malzira appeared. Brutus for his part stood his hand on his blade, “Aeris allow me to dispose of these men.” The eyes of every commander in the room turned to him and the lady of steel as he spoke. It was then that rage passed over her face. The blood of the two dispatched guards sped past Sirius’s feet and flowed up and over Brutus as he screamed in pain eventually dropping where he had once stood ready.” Aeris’s gaze landed on him her eyes cold, “You dare think because you served me when I needed it that you can use my true name.” a wad of spit landed on Brutus as the other commanders moved to lift him up and out. “All of you leave me..one of you take him to be healed…” The commanders nodded quickly rushing out as Aeris grinned at the two men and stood offering her hand to Malzira, “You two…have walked into my little home until Khorne returns and made a mess.”
Aeris grinned lightly offering her hand to Malzira “I am Mistress Aeris Vaer..Consort to the presently trapped Khorne. It is a pleasure to meet two such…talented men.” She grinned at Sirius, “If you broke in here then you must be quite talented at magic…I always need those types in my cults.” She grinned her hand dropping from Malzira’s as she stalked forward at the mention of Mort. Sirius watched the way her body swayed as it moved, she had perfected the walk of coy beauty as he felt her arms slide around his neck and felt the power of the jewel around her throat as she leaned in her lips meeting his ear gently, “but if you ever mention my son’s name to me again…I will not be a pleasant foe for you to deal with..because while your magic is perhaps stronger than mine..you could not handle me physically.” He felt her lips meet his cheek casually, “Do we understand one and other?”
She grinned at Malzira, “ I also will need someone with your skills…you may both make yourselves at home…I will have ranks just under myself issued to both of you.”

[Esiphas]

Sirius Grinned. His teeth were all pointed. ''Sensitive spot... My Lady?'' He asked, and moved, twisting out of her grip. He disappeared completely, and reappeared right behind her. She felt a blade against her neck- a Scythe. A casual look down revealed a Blood red blade that had the visage of a screaming horned daemon on it. ''I wouldn't move if I were you... Ragaros is a jealous Daemon, and doesn't take too kindly to servants of his god who walk free.'' Then he chuckled and the blade disappeared, leaking like blood back into the staff. Sirius disappeared and reappeared in front of her. ''Perhaps I couldn't handle you Physically, but I bet HE could.'' then he Smiled. ''Still, hy would I attack you properly? I merely mentioned a Name. He and I have conversed on occasion- heated debates mostly, but we have never tried to harm each other.''

[Yuno]

He watched Aeris’s jaw tighten and he could see that the casual mention of her daemonic son was like raking her heart…if she had one…over glass. “Yes you are right..” he could see her red eye blazing with fury and her blue eye appeared glassy and prepared to cry. “Your blade does not frighten me…” she turned stalking towards the door, “You must have forgotten that I share the bed of the king daemon…..”

[Esiphas]

Sirius laughed loudly. ''Yes, I know all about that. And Belive me, that frightens me, but not enough that i would back down from a fight. It does not intimidate me at all, but it makes me frightened to think one such as Khorne would ever choose a mortal woman to be his... Concubine.'' He looked disturbed by the very thought. ''Anyway my Lady, Do you wish for my AIde or not. My master is eager to return, as I am sure is... your Son.''

[Tyamius, Shadow Lord]

"I only wish to finish my contract, I have received no pay for the kill I was ordered on Sirius and if he has what I seek then I'm sure we can come to an agreement. If you wish to acquire my 'talents' Lady Vaer then I would like to know what the prize is for the job whatever it may be." Malzira said with a quick smirk. "I guess I could leave Mr. Moriates be for now, but what's so special about the Book of the 9 Rings?"

[Esiphas]

Sirius laughed. It started as a chuckle, and contimued on until he roared in laughter, his eyes blazing blue. "You? YOU see the book! The book of Nine Rings!" he threw his head back in.laughter. "The item you seek is my Masters Mastsers- Somethimg you could never Ever touch, let alone read. A single touch could destroy you. Even My master, Kasarak the collectore, He cannot read all of it." he turned, still laughing, and walked away to find a bedroom.

A few minutes later, 3Of the cult Acolytes fall from a blue vortex on the roof. 1 is held together by sinews, and the otger two have been bludgeoned adound locked in Carnal embrace. They are barely alive. Looking into the fading vortex, hou can see Sirius making himself comfortable in a room-evidently it was used by the Dead and dying acolytes

[The ranger]

(may one more join. Its urging me to rp in this. So much blood can be placed)

[Tyamius, Shadow Lord]

(Join!)

[Yuno]

(Sorry. Been busy with the bo and getting a new job. Yes def join in.)

Sirius could see he was pushing Aeris's buttons because he saw the dark lines on her skin begin to grow and crack apart as outlines of red appeared on them. The light in the room was fading as if the realm itself was cracking and changing from her anger. Sirius could see the tattoos had broken completely and were arranging themselves over her body like spots.

She turned and he could see her eyes had turned deep black as he saw the blood around him pool and suddenly begin to climb up him as he heard a deep voice that was rich with humor and cold decision, "Sirius holder of the staff..hear me now. You will keep your tongue in check...you are breaking the bonds I put on my dearest and even in my trapped state this is unacceptable. If you continue I will have no choice but to let her tear you and your little daemon apart. " He watched the creature that was Aeris turn and point at Malzira, "Help her as she says and not only will I the God of Blood reward you with infinte pleasure in battle and my domain..but if you do really well I will perhaps allow you to touch my most precious toy." As if to punctuate the final promise Aeris's hand slid down the length of her stomach to hip.
Malzira watched as Aeris strode forward her body movements coy as her hands slid up Malzira's chest and neck her lips eventually pressing against his. The kiss was brief and sumptuous as she turned staring at Sirius, "And to you I offer your deepest wishes granted."

It was then that the abrupt change in Aeris back to her old self returned with a shudder as she held her head in pain, "Do I have your loyalty?" she asked wearily.

[Esiphas]

Sirius eyes widened, his grin grew enourmous. Speaking to the sky seemigly, but also to the reverted Aeris ''The Lord of Blood Himself? Now this IS an honour indeed.'' The portal showing the room Sirius was in vanished toatally, but sirius appeared himself as it did. The room was still empty, and he would return later. ''You offer my greatest wish? I want my Master Back. Once we are done, Kasarak teh Colelctor is to be returned to this world, with a Daemon of your Choice- excepting him, of course- bound within his already filling Staff. These are my terms for temporary Loyaly, Lord of Blood. If not, your 'dearest' has my co-operation, not my loyalty. And before you go on about keeping my tounge in check, of bloody lord of Slaughter, I should remind you that I am not the only one who talks of you in this way. I am merely the only one who talks of youin this tone who is Actually Willing to work with you.'' His pointed teeth and eyes gave him a look that was maniacal.

[The ranger]

(this good)

Characters
Name:the hidden, goes by RedDawn
weapons: master crafted shotgun ancient relic sniper rifle
age. after gen seed take and he was reborn. looks and sound to be late 30s but has his voice muffled.
Gender:male
faction:out casted space marine
Race: Human
bio:-entering password- incorrect. -hacking data network.- granted welcome Leon.
RedDawn. recreated years ago in memory of a loved one. his mind heart soul. still holds all he had before he died. reddawn hold 2 things from his past. a relic sniper rifle. never fired in years. and a pair of dog tags melted into his chest plate, he wore his armor proud in his younger days. but now. seeing what life had to offer him. he was on a quest of his own. yet this quest has some how brought him here. his mission. to find the one on the tags. his old self died along time ago when they wer ment to fight in a war that was not theres. he failed the one on the tag and was recreated months later. when a man came to him telling him his family is no longer he sent him self on a quest to fine the persone.