The last chapter

[The ranger]

in the darkness of space a lone spcae craft drifts, the camera zooms in onto the cockpit a metallic Skelton system in an imperial guard combat fatigues sits in the pilots chair , the camera zooms back past him as a man in silver armor that was imbedded with a silver skull and iron cross the armor had a withered skeletal remains, past the one lying down it came to a skeleton in robes the size of a child, the camera pans to the left as it shows a skeleton in black armor with an iron cross and skull imbedded into the shoulder a bullet wound and dried blood are in the left chest frame.

A blue light blinked and started to play a recording video. It showed a man with black hair cropped short his face scared and his armor splintered and steaming. "this is Mark Vendo of the iron monger mayday our entire force is down I repeat mayday our entire force is down, I repeat our entire force is down mayday.” The video shuts off as another one dating 3 days latter popped up. It showed a young man in a robe. “I’m scared. Our family and friends dead. Vize, nick the solders and comrades of the entire chapter. I should go now” the video stops.
Another dating 5 days after that plays. “Mark wake up” –the masked man shook the man awake. “Imperial frigate heads up everyone” the two ships docked and the camera shook as the docking latch connected. The Liberian walked to the front of the group as it opened a shot rang out as vize looked down and fell backwards. A bolter round threw his chest, ripjaw and the 2 remaining khorn berserkers rushed out one berserker shoved his ax into the trooper who shot Leon. As ripjaw and the other one went after the rest of the troopers. “Mark get them out of here!” ripjaw yells as the video shakes again. As mark yells back. “we can’t the docking latches are still intact!” the video switches to ripjaw’s helmet cam as he rips a troopers arm off with his two power fist as he makes his way to the control rod and start to pry it off. When he was done he ran back to the shuttle but a blast door was shut in his path. He pounded on the door and punched it multiple times. A voice came over the loudspeaker as a bulkhead opened as the dead and the 3 chaos troopers were swept away into space. The masked one punched it going into full burn making their way from the ship.
The video ends as another 3 days after the loss of ripjaw “this is platoon sergeant Ryan vendo um it’s been 3 day since the loss of ripjaw and Leon won’t make it if we don’t find a allied vessel. “ the video zooms in on Leon as he lays breathing shallow as the boy in the robes clinged to him. The video stops. Another plays dating 5 days after that. “It’s been I forgot how long.”The masked man went to the boy who was limp in a corner and shook him. “Ken. Ken wake up. Mark ken won’t wake up. Mark!” he went to the last space marine and shook him. Dead. The man went back to the pilot’s seat and took a breath as the video ended.
Another started dating 10 days after the last it showed the man shivering and breathing hard. “So cold…. So... if anyone finds... Aries, mort, harry kes. Any of you... give mark to Aries, bary leon and ken and burn me. So cold so hard to breath so. ” the video ended with the masked man dead in the pilot seat, the silver flame dead in his hand

hey everyone the one and only Carni is back and my storys have been written and all and i just wanted to show you guys my ending. um i hope you all can post something to that ending just you know so i can end it and hopefully publish this stuff. i love you all. and i hope i can RP with you all again. as you may see i upgraded my RP sytle. well with love and thanks. your dead old friend carnofex

[Yuno]

(I would be absolutely delighted to. )

A woman stood before the throne of skulls her hair the color of the richest dark chocolate imaginable, it fell well past her shoulders and against her hips. Shiny blades of the purest and thinnest metal were strung through it like flowers in a bride's hair. She wore a corset of dark maroon which fell into a lush beautiful skirt. At her throat was a beautiful pink stone in the shape of a heart. She looked up her eyes as red as the blood which flowed from the skull throne. Her skin was so pale and white that were it not for the filth on the skulls it would have matched that rather well. She was exceptionally, perfectly beautiful.
An imp appeared and bowed, "Mistress Aeris...Lord Khorne...I have news of the Iron Mongers." Aeris who had appeared disinterested turned towards the imp dark swirling lines of power appearing along her bare skin as she listened to the imp retell their last moments. Mark had never known that she returned to Khorne...he didn't know about their child...and he never would know. The imp was slit in half by strands of blood that she brought forth seconds later. They didn't call her the Maiden of Blood for nothing.
Khorne chuckled at her reaching out and drawing her forward as she and the soul lines sought to control her rage and pain. "Now I have you all to myself Aeris...your heart need never be torn in two again." his hand cupped her cheek as he kissed her roughly and then cast her aside again. "Go then, collect the body...bury your dead lover...you would have even if I commanded otherwise...but when you return...I need my Mistress of Murder ready...we have much work to do...." he waived his hand as she bowed the lines disappearing as she stepped into a pool of blood disappearing as she resurfaced on the floating ship in question. One by one she took the Iron Mongers from their ship. She took them to the world that belonged only to her....the place of bloody roses. Each she gave a proper burial. Until she reached Mark. He was dead, preserved very well by the cold of the ship. She cleaned him lovingly, shined his armor and sharpened his weapons. She had always known this day would come...she was immortal, made such by Khorne...a gift that would never leave...she had always known he would pass on and leave her here...but now that he had been taken...it made her angry. "No...you shall have vengeance for those who slew our chapter...and you too will be immortal with me...at least...your body will..." she set about drawing the circle in roses that bled. The ritual didn't take very long. Red light of the most unholy aura consumed Mark's body and slowly, his eyes opened a burning red as he sat up drawing his axe from his back. "Come...we have some marines to slaughter..." Mark grinned at her like a china doll as he helped her to arrange a tomb of sorts for himself. Finding those responsible and punishing them had taken little to no effort on her part and his. When they had finished she returned him to the tomb which would preserve him....until the next time she needed his talents.

Kes stood smiling in the light as she threw open the gates to the Iron Mongers. She rushed forward her white angelic form pleasing to the battle weary souls of the Iron Mongers, "Welcome, Welcome home..." she hugged each of them leading them forward "Harry is waiting for us...it's good to see you all after all this time."

[The ranger]

(God damn -wipes eyes- you almost made me cry in class ill post more soon)

[Esiphas]

(Oh really? How Can I refuse?)

Mort stood in his own little realm, back.in.his Caped form. "And So passes my Father... And his Men. His family. How I wish I could have gone back. See everyone again. But notbthis time". Turning, he stared up at the Horse-Faced Daemon lounging on his Altar. "Oh Mort, your just being Sentimental. You never made much of a Daemon. Too emotional by far. Let go a little. Revel in freedom. Chaos!" Mort shook.his head. "I want to see them." The Daemons eyes narrowed. "You've used the gate 8 times now. Once more... Yiu wonr ever use it again. Ypu wont be able too." Mort nodded. "I know. Help me Archist?" Archist looked sombre for a monent, then nodded. Very well. Your final.use the portal. Picture Mark in yoy mind... And dtep into the portal."

A shimmering ring of burning light appeared before Mort, Who stepped through- and was gone.

Harry sat on a Large, comfortable chair, Waiting for the Iron mongers to Arrive. Nearby, Jack was Practicing his Swordplay again. Suddenly, with a pulsing, bass-like sound and a glow of whute light, A small Robed and hooded child appeared. Harrys eye widened, Shocked. Jack Spun round, Sword at the ready. "...Mort?" Harrys guessed, after a noment. Mort simply nodded. "Your just in time then. They're here." Jack sheathed his Katana in one fluid motion, And turned to look at the gates, as Kes led the Souls of the Iron Mongers in. Harry smiled Broadly, Jack smiled gentky and saluted. Mirt however, looked straught intoMarks eyes. "Hello Father."

[The ranger]

(i couldnt think of a better ending for my book. thank you all. and to um add another note, im using old RPes we did for my book if you dont want it used just say the word -carni)

[Yuno]

(Damn really makes me miss the old characters...New Rp anyone? Also nah I don't care so long as if it gets published I net a free copy and get to read it ahead of time to make certain you stay true to the character of Aeris)

[The ranger]

(ya new RP, what kind i mean do i have to add another chapter to the book or new story)

[Esiphas]

Sure. But Harry and Jack are dead... I think Paladins the only Warpcrosser I have left. >_<

[The ranger]

decide and ill take a look

[Esiphas]

Well Im up for a new RP.

[Tyamius, Shadow Lord]

All of the Shadow line has fallin that we know of, I think it's time to delve deeper into the story of the warp crossers. Tyamius was my greatest creation and as long as you stay true to him I don't care if you use him. He's a fully developed personality in my head after these years. I agree with Namine, lets get back to our roots and pick up a fresh RP to make characters that we can hold onto once again.

Oh and sorry i've been missing for the past 2 weeks work is kicking I strongly disagree left and right with its crazy hours.

[Esiphas]

hear hear... er... Grem.