The war against corruption

[Yuno]

The last to appear was a woman, not unbeautiful although her ferocity made her appear less so. Her hair was thick and cut in a short pixie like cut with only two strands on either side of her face left long for show. The color of the hair was like the most perfect snow. Her eyes were strange, one was blue and the other was pure white. She wore a simple set of clothes which looked more like it was meant to allow for movement than anything else. On her hand was a gauntlet which seemed old as it was covered in runes. At her side was a power sword with a hilt made to look like spread angel wings. It looked nasty. She did not smile, she never had really. “This better be good…Daddy Dearest is going to be very angry about us doing this….” She smiled at Ellaro, “Im Ayowin...Close Combat Teacher for the Warpcrossers, and High Commander of the Imperial Angels.” She grinned snarkily, “This creature here is Jack. Don’t worry, he isn’t feral. He is just in a slump because his main squeeze is being comatose with the other man she fell for…”
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Sarina was still stretching now holding a perfect split on the ground and preparing for the handstand she was going to flip into. Suddenly she felt it, something was wrong. She quickly flipped into her hand stand and then up right and dressed in a flurry of movement. She strode out of the tent her weapons in place and looked around for a jet bike. She found one unoccupied and grinned. She sat on it poking some of the buttons she found it had been locked out using a command code. She smiled stupid eldar…her hands input her code and she was pleased to see it power to life as she put on her mask and took off headed for where her heart told her the problem was.

[Tyamius, Shadow Lord]

"Dammit Ayowin don't refer to him like that. He's the best warrior in the sect and you know it!" Varlin said patting Jack on the back. "Ellaro it's been what? 20 years now since we met? Ayowin is the daughter of Neji and Jack is my great grandmothers love."

Ellaro bowed, he respected Warpcrossers for what they stood for, peace and balance. "I am Ellaro, Shadow Spectre. It is good to meet both of you. Vir it was most kind of you to answer my call, now we must meet Exarch Unaviel." He turned on his heels to lead them back to the Exarch. "Hope is not lost yet."

[Esiphas]

Jack smiled at Ayowins words "Ayowin Ayowin, you know me too well. But i know your jealous tooo- Im still the only warpcrosser you've lost to more times than youve beaten me. Now hush, young one, and lets meet the Exarch." He spoke as a Grandfather might to a young child asking why he kept winning at snap. Once he had finished, he nodded to Ellaro "This 'Creature' as I am so lovingly reffered to, Is indeed Jack. Swordmaster Extroidinaire,Generations old veteran and heart-broken for half a year, every year. Still, it wont affect my dutys. Or my.preformance." He smiled, and offered something.to Ellaro from inside his coat. It looked like a small white cocktail stick. "Chew on that. It'll keep your synapses balanced and your emotions in check." Then he walked, dragging his sword through the muck, to Unaviels tent, entered- it was empty. He sat down on the fllor and waited.

[hivetyrant103110]

Once the power was returned the Guardsmen found nothing out of the ordinary besides the star lance hole in their old generator and their officers dead. This through the camp into disarray but the Eldar were long gone. Mergul had almost reached the camp when he saw the strange people in the distance. He kicked on his turbo boost and saw the Shadow Specter with them. He wondered he must speak with Unaviel about this. He waited for the Exarch.

[Yuno]

Ayowin growled at Jack, "You cheated....Neji said I was not allowed to use the Gauntlet's powers in duels anymore..not after what I did to Ty's brat in the second brawl we got in..." she spat at the ground at the thought, "In fact..he also said no close combat..you're a better swordsman I give you that...but no one is better at close combat than me..." she looked down with sorrow suddenly, "At least..we are both the best since...Kes...died." No one could see the pain the loss of her Grandmother had caused. She strode forward silently pondering the pain.

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Sarina laughed happily as she passed over the guard units who fired hopelessly at her as the bike darted through the air with ease. Her smile was nearly wiped away by the site of the cultists at work and the portal. "Oh no.." she saw them now...hundreds of them...daemons and chaos streaming from the portals like swarms of deadly ants. Her bike sat motionless as she watched the sorcerer draw a line of blood across a child's throat as the portals spat more beings. She glared as her holofield activated and she activated the bike downwards lunging off of it her blades drawn as her complicated dance pattern began. The sorcerer stood before her as the daemons spread out weapons trained on her. She held the man before her by his throat knowing that killing him would change nothing. "Oh..(please do not swear)." she muttered as the daemon prince smiled morphing into the man she had seen in her vision and he reached out his hand crackling with pink lightning.

His other hand reached towards her and she stood paralyzed by this man's gaze. His hand drew away the mask of fear as his other hand met the side of her face as she screamed in agony. For several moments she held out long enough to shove her kiss into the summoners mouth and slay him. The man chuckled letting go of her face as she slumped to her knees barely concious. The man squatted before her smiling with a sinister air his hand grabbing her chin as she pulled away trying to activate this kiss on herself. She felt her arm grabbed away by a daemonette just as the lashes came out..chewing the poor daemon into pieces.
The man laughed again taking her face in a now taloned hand, "Don't you enjoy my touch." This time as the lightining crackled over her skin. She didn't fight to stay concious. She slumped into the two daemons grips hoping not to wake ever again and praying that the lord of laughter would desire her.
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It was a bit later on as the exarch and other sat down to speak that another eldar probably some variety of scout came in his gaze ashen, "Sir...I thought you should see this right away.." he dropped before them the mask Sarina had been wearing...except it had been cracked straight down the middle as if by a boot and a symbol of the lord of pleasure had been scrawled on it..and in eldar writing he could see the words, "She's mine now."

[Edzilla]

Unaviel stalked through the undergrowth making good use of his black armour.A blood wasp dived for him but he dispatched it with a shuriken to the thorax. He continued finding his way to the city. He came across a patrol also in jungle. They barely came into view for a second before they were torn asunder by 6 daemonettes of slaneesh. As he saw the beasts his heart twisted. No he thought not now,we need more time , the camp must be warned. "He whispered into the comms direting his voice through all speakers " the daemon are here mobilize everyone and try to redirect the imperial guard. "
Yet he had spoke to loudly, a daemonette met his eye. For what seemed like hours the 2 shared gaze. Unaviel began to see the city. Daemon marching forth, citizens running, hideing, dieing. He saw the giant daemon prince. The lesser sorcerers taking away Sarina. SARINA. The first part of his visions were coming true.
The vision ended and the daemons bound towards him. He drew his diresword slicing through the first before he unloaded the shuriken into them. 5 shots hit, but only 4 banished daemons. The champion grabbed him pinning him to the ground. In a voice from what seemed like a higher power she spoke. "Wouldn't you like to run in the fields with slaneeshs maidens. Unaviel. The daemon cackled as unaviel managed to kick it off him and unload a shuriken into its head.
"From what I've seen of your maidens I think the craftworld is a better place for me."
He sprinted on and reached the city. Now wrife with slaneeshs seekers fiends and daemonettes. "He spoke into the comms once again" converge on my position start the attack from here"
Je crept from cover, makin for the building. He deployed the demo pack he had equiped earlier at the bottom of the building and then climbed to the top. His bladestorm activated and he shot unthinkable amounts of shuriken each one hitting home. The daemons converged around the tower. He activated the demo pack and daemons were crushed by the falling building. He flipped off and hit the ground. "Could use you and your warp boys right now" as daemons converged around him.

[Esiphas]

"Your the boss" Unaviel heard from behind him as Jack appeared beside him, walking towards the foe as he might walk through a peaceful street. His Sword slid along the ground silently, leaving no mark. The Daemonettes charged at him, giggling and rubbing thier volumptous bodys as if to temp him. A second before the first reached him, Jack lazily lifted his sword arm in an arc, but the cut did far more damage than it seemed possible to do, the Daemon exploding into gory chunks.Unpeturbed the others continued. He brought his sword round in another lazy looking swing, this time decapitating 3 daemons in seconds. More worried, the remaining two stopped. Jack gave them no quater, the first one being cloven horizontaliy with a casual flick, the other being skewered with a lazy stretch. The daemonnetes speed seemed useless. Jack lowered his sword again. The tip toucjhed the earth. Then they were on him, 6 dozen Daemonettes leaping into the air. This time, jack didnt even lift his sword. They engulfed him, a tempest of tempting flesh, tantilising promises and lustful whispers. Many people found the attraction irresisyable- many eldar even lowered thier weapons and stepped uneasily forward. It seemed Jack had gone.

Then the Daemonettes Exploded.

It happened from within the twisting tornado of temptation- a white light. Then the daemonnetes, all of them bar three, exploded into pieces. White lines filled the air, and in the centre, Jack. His coat was on the ground, and his face set in a grim scowl. His wings were unfurled- pure white, unspoiled by dirt tet still scarred and damaged. They probably stood at 10ft long althogether. Jack was obviously old. Hemoved like lightning still though, now his every move visible, andcut the 1st survivor to ribbons. The second stood up and backed away, but he cut her down to. He hoisted the third, limbless survivor in the air by the next. Holding her at arms reach, he stared her in the eyes. She spoke in a choked voice. "How... How c... Coul... Could you resist... Us... No creature al...live can resist our charms..." Jack pulled her close, eye to eye, unembarressed by her nudity. "I am Jack of the Warpcrossers. No one alive can resist you. But my heart is dead, and it will obly live for another." The daemonette looked shocked, then it let out a scream, as it felt fear. It felt its powers fail, its strength fading and fear overtook it for the first time in its life- and the last. Jack summoned white fire in his hands, then burned the terrified daemon to ash. He lowered his sword. "Whos next." He said simply.

[Father Nurgle]

(What will our last Battle be up against? a daemon prince of Slaanesh coupled with a Keeper of secrets? i want a titanic battle with one. )

"These little ones are my favorite!" A voice was heard as an explosion from a D-cannon ripped dimensions apart. A fresh clump of Incoming Daemonettes were newly vaporized as they made footfall into reality.
Kiltharen took massive swings with his Wraithspear; killing 2 to 3 Daemonettes each time. As fast as they were they were always prone to jumping, it is when they land are the most vulnerable. More and more Daemonettes began swarming to the noisy rumble being caused by Kiltharen. "Damn, my Concealment runes are taking a long time to set..." Kiltharen took a moment of free time to observe the runes on his loin cloths. He sighed and reluctantly flicked the pink rune dangling shortest from his body. Kiltharen knew his Rune of warpquake was still recharging from the time he had it powered up. if he could last until the rune was ready he could make safe and conceal a camp for them.
Then i had best stop attracting attention to myself... Kiltharen Blasted away a group of trees blocking his path and harboring some silhouette of a daemonette. When he charged through the Hole he had created he Stopped before a white flame and a peculiar man before it. If Kiltharen had eyes he would have been squinting, glaring right back at the confident looking being...
Before and words could've been uttered though Daemonettes began howling and jumping through the brush to reach the two...

[Esiphas]

Ooc- This post is assuming F.N was reffeeing to Jack; seeing as he said white fire and man.

Ic- Jack saw the Wraithseer blast his way through the daemonettes;, and he nodded his tthanks. Before he could react, he aw the daemobettes leaping, and he raised his hand to unleash hiis fire. Too late did the daemonettes lunge, the fire caught them full on and burnt them to ashhes on the cold wind. The next two lunged at him as well, but his fire exhausted; Jack was forced to step back. His powers all needed a recharge before he could use them again-except 1, but he wasnt going to use that on daemonettes. Instead, Jack moved into the Daemonettes with his sword, slicing the daemonettes claws to ribbons with the silver blade. Unrelenting, He decapitated then stabbed the first, its body melting over the blade as the silver blade pierced its black heart. The other had it wirse- Jack lifted it unto the air and impaled it on one of the claws of its own brerheren- inable to prise the claw out with her own, the daemon died quickly, but in agony. Jack faced his laastlopponent, and dispatchwd it quickly too with a brutal punch followed by a sword strike to the forehead, splintering daemin skull and brain alike. Jack turnwd to see how Kiltharen was doing against his opponents.

[Edzilla]

Unaviel ran, sprinting away from the construct and the man. The daemonettes came , but his hacked and sliced his way through making for the area where he thought the corruption strongest. The daemonettes thickened so he activated his defend. They slowed as he leapt. His assailants cut down by the shuriken. Yet this victory was short lived. He was face to face with a daemon prince. Before he could raise a finger its lash was around him. Pulling him in as the pavane went to work. He felt his limb over ridden with pleasure as the daemonettes surrounding the prince danced as their helpless pray was brought around him. He found the invisible strings around him connecting to the prince making them nearly one.
"Any last word before you join your pretty little harlequin"
"RAIDEN"
"Rai what"
The daemon prince screamed in agony as lightning shot down the string arcing through the daemon and connecting to slaneeshs foot soldiers around him. The daemon prince took flight "Oh your treatment will not include any maidens now. You and all your soldiers are going straight to the middle sanctum."
He would have pursued but he was far to tired
"A moment please" he said resting on his needs. But chaos did not take breaks and he found himself surrounded by seekers.

[Edzilla]

Ooc don't bring a Keeper of secrets into this yet, it kinda ruins the plot I had in mind

[Yuno]

It was then that Ayowin appeared beside Unaivel. Blood coated her frame as if she had just been in a bare body brawl with a khorne berserker. Yet she appeared unfased and grinned at him looking at the seekers who surrounded them. Her wings spread out massive and hard like diamond. As the seekers leapt at him he saw one of her wings intervene the weapon hitting into it and lodging there. He looked up to see no look of pain on Ayowin’s face as she reached out catching the seeker’s leg as it attempted to run. The other wing closed around him as he watched her rip the creature in half and then draw her blade. “You picked the wrong world.” She said with a merciless grin. The movements that followed were like a blurr. She rushed into the seekers her blade singing through the air and dismembering creatures with almost as much speed as the woman wielding it. Each time a seeker attempted to reach him he found her next to him blocking the attack with her wings and the preceding to tear the creature apart with the gauntleted hand which seemed to be increasing in how red it glowed.
As Unaivel looked down he very strangely noticed in the blood dirt a coin smeared in blood. It took little effort to clean it and see the winking laughing face on it. Yet he saw the blood patch..this blood was not his or Ayowin’s…he could almost hear the intense scream of pain from her as he held the coin. It was then that from the heavens he saw the ships appear. Garishly decorated and streaming in fast for a landing such ships could belong to only one sect. And he watched the warriors equally flamboyant come dancing out in groups headed straight for the daemons. He saw banners of the laughing god appearing all over as the war suddenly turned in their favor. Yet the blood on the coin told him something…it was fresh..too fresh to have happened hours ago…It was then that he recognized the fact that the daemon must have not said the total truth.

[Edzilla]

Ooc(queue bad ass music)
Unaviel stood , clenching the coin tightly. She was alive.
Walking forward, slowly he was charged by a fiend. In a moment it was decapitated , 6 daemonettes followed, each one hit with a shuriken. He grabbed one by the neck and lifted it from the ground. "Now if you'd like to tell me where your keeping the pretty harlequin ill kill you quickly"
" You think I feel pain, my master owns pain, he could swat u like a...." The daemonette screamed as it was electrocuted. "BlockA BLOCK A, please don't do that again." He threw her on the ground. He came into the city center harlequins and daemonettes fighting. He span 10 shurikens hitting 10 daemons instantly vanished. He found block A and sliced open the door. The harlequin lay on a table unconscious surrounded by cultists and a daemon prince.
"Ready to die" unaviel said

[Tyamius, Shadow Lord]

"I think they are..." Ellaro said as he and Vir walked from the shadows at the other side of the room. "I call the 10 on the right, Ellaro you take the left, Unaviel can have the daemon wretch." Virs eyes glazed over with a malicious grin, "Darkness consume you. Don't worry it won't hurt...MUCH!" he said as vanished consuming 10 cultist in a swarm of shadows, their terrified screams were only drowned out by the splats and gurgling of blood. Within seconds the shadows had receded to reveal the boy with his wings draped over his shoulders.

Ellaro approached the situation differently allowing the cultist to charge him as he drew his blade,"one...two...three..." he counted as he sliced into them.

[Yuno]

Someday later some eldar historian would comment on the foolishness of Ellaro and Vir. Yet that moment had not yet come. The three saw Sarina chained to the table. Her body had been battered within an inch of its existence which could be seen from how the shreds of her clothing barely managed to cover her and a thin sheen of sweat and blood covered her body.

Yet from when that had happened it appeared she had been healed to health. Yet what all had failed to notice was the carved runes on the ground just thick enough to gather blood. And gathered blood they had. And as the two men slew daemons they crumbled to the floor in pieces spilling their own thick blood into the mix. All around them the room began to glow pink in the runes.

The light seemed to be funneling towards the table and chains on Sarina and up into her causing her to convulse and scream.