Final Hour

[Inquisitor Rosenadel]

Some of you from Librarium-Online may remember this, but I thought I'd start it up again...

Final Hour

A Vision of the Imperium’s End

In the bitter cold and grim darkness that is the future…

Alien empires, ancient and young, threaten to spread their taint throughout the Realm of Man…

Heretics and rouge psykers stir heretical cults that threaten to subvert mankind from within…

And a rebellion, quelled long ago, still haunts the Imperium in the form of Black Crusades, each striking deeper than the last…

With the Imperium of Man is beset by hostile forces on all sides, there can be…

no peace…

no respite…

no mercy…

Only war…

It is now the 44th millennium. The Imperium is falling. Not as quickly as us, but it is falling harder. It writhes in its death throes, lashing out at its tormentors, but unable to stop them. From the West, the Eye of Terror no longer contains the Chaos Legions, which have spread rampant throughout the Segmentum Obscuras and Pacificus. More and more worlds fall every day to the unstoppable hordes of Chaos followers, with the nine traitor legions at the forefront and Abaddon at their head.
We have increased our sporadic raids and even full-scale battles throughout the Imperium, fighting for our own, unknown objectives, but nevertheless killing off Imperial leaders, slowing shipping lanes, and even ambushing entire Space Marine chapters and destroying them. Already, twenty-seven Naval Battle groups, thirteen Space Marine Chapters, and countless high officials have been destroyed. The Mon Keigh do not understand that this is for their own good. They do not have the knowledge that we do. But even we are losing what small number of worlds we have left. Already, Craftworld Biel-Tan has fallen…
To the Dark Eldar, who have ventured out from Commoragh and started to claim worlds for their own. Biel-Tan has been terribly altered, changed to suit our wayward kin. Once gleaming domes have been razed, and now, dark towers loom over the landscape, which has, itself, been made bloody with the countless sacrifices and tortures of The Lost.
From all of the dead places in the galaxy, the worlds with no chance of supporting life whatsoever, emerge the Nercrons. Their gleaming metal bodies stalk forth from their tomb-worlds at the bidding of their C’tan masters, coldly butchering all those who stand before them. We have tried to stop them, tried to warn the other races, but they did not listen. The Cursed Necrontyr go about the Imperium, killing off entire planets’ populations, and them leaving without a trace. They raid Forge Worlds, severely reducing the Imperium’s war-making capabilities, and stealing important research items for their own nefarious purposes…
With their population too difficult to even comprehend, the Orks continue their wars with man all over the Imperium. They seem cannier and more-coordinated with each attack, as if they have finally realized what they could do if they unite. Waaaghs! will cluster together, like great mobs of boyz mobbing together to take on the biggest things the Imperium has to offer. Several Space Marine Chapters have fallen to the Orks, not to mention the countless worlds home to Imperial Guard Legions, and even some Adeptus Mechanicus and Ecclesiarchy worlds. Even Armageddon, which had held out for centuries, was finally brought to its knees and conquered by the massive hordes of Orks.
The Tau are the sole race that has not persecuted the Imperium as heavily as others. They are having their own problems. The green tide of Orks is spilling at a great rate into Tau held space, mindlessly washing away all resistance. The Tau have come across several Necron tomb worlds, and have paid dearly for awakening the ancients. But these are not the worst of their fears…
For the Hivemind is hard at work, conquering systems quickly and efficiently. Already they have forced most of the Tau to flee into Imperial space, and have overrun most of the Eastern fringe, consuming every last bit of bio-matter. The splinter fleets of Hivefleet Kraken burrow their way into the Eastern fringe, getting ever closer to Terra. Hivefleet Behemoth has once again started smashing aside all of those in its way, despite being repulsed four times by Imperial forces. On top of that, two new Hivefleets have emerged from the north and south: Hivefleets Colossus and Titan. It seems that there truly is no end of Tyranid organisms to shred every last defense the Imperium has.
But the Imperium is not without its heroes. The Armageddon Steel Legion lead a massive counter-assault to Armageddon, swearing that they would either slay every last Ork or die in the attempt. The Legions of Cadia had sworn to die to the last defending the Cadian gate from the incursions of Chaos. The Sisters of the Sacred Thorn have given their lives defending Ophelia IV from Hivefleets Titan and Leviathan. Their sacrifice stalled further significant advances by both Hivefleets by 200 years. Battle-Brother Artemis, hero of the Deathwatch, has given his life defending against Hivefleet Colossus. He, along with Logan Grimnar, Great Wolf of the Space Wolves, and Lord Dante, Lord of the Blood Angels, and their respective Chapters have sold their lives dearly to slow the Tyranid invasion. The Ultramarines have, time and time again, stalled the advance of Hivefleets Behemoth and Kraken, despite their homeworld now surrounded and cut off by the Hivefleets from the rest of the Imperium. Macragge’s surface is ever littered with Marine and alien corpses alike, and the wreckage of war machines and enormous plates of chitin from Tyranid Bio-titans cover the landscape. The Crimson Fists managed to destroy an entire Waaagh! that once again invaded Rynn’s World, at the cost of the entire Chapter. The Grey Knights have lost thousands of their number fighting the Chaos Legions, desperately trying to stall their relentless march towards Terra; the countless heroes of these battles will never be known.
These sacrifices are not enough, however. Slowly but surely, the Orks, Tyranids, Chaos Legions and Necrons march ever closer. Imperial forces are forced to retreat further and further, compressed inward, towards the Segmentum Solar. The enemies are at the very gates to the birthplace of Humanity. All other systems have either been confirmed overrun or have been left for doomed. No contact comes from across the Imperium anymore. All Imperial forces have been recalled to defend this last bastion of Imperial might: the Solar System. The Grey Knights and the Inquisition gather on Saturn’s moon, Titan, home of the 666th Chapter of Space Marines and their towering black fortress. The Adeptus Mechanicus and the Collegia Titanica gather on Mars, the only remaining Segmentum Fortress; Hydraphur fell to the World Eaters, Cypra Mundi to Hivefleet Colossus, Kar Duniash to Hivefleet Behemoth, Bakka to Over-boss Thrakkadrak the Waagh!er. The rest of the Imperial Forces gather on Holy Terra, ready to defend it to the last. What Space Marines, Imperial Guard and Adeptus Sororitas there are left have gathered on Terra’s holy soil to protect what they all hold most dear. The system is cluttered with the ships of the Imperial Navy.
To tell the tale of the Fall of Mankind is too great a task for one. Even for many of my kind, it is too great. The sorrow that goes with is to too much to bear. To tell it would be to confirm that all is lost, that no hope remains. What few fragments that were recorded and preserved from the Imperial records, along with out own, is here compiled for the sake of knowledge and light. It is our fervent hope that this store of knowledge will warn any race that manages to find it.

[Torquemada Coteaz]

Wow .... that was splended.
The grimness of the warhammer 40k world has been made a ****-lot grimmer

[Inquisitor Rosenadel]

Originally Posted by Torquemada Coteaz

Wow .... that was splended.
The grimness of the warhammer 40k world has been made a ****-lot grimmer

Hell yeah. There's more, but as I did last time, I will release them one at a time. Now, I didn't even finish writing it from last time, but I will do my best to crank em' out. Hopefully one a week.

EDIT: Sorry, I deleted that episode because it's supposed to come later... oops!

[Inquisitor Rosenadel]

+ + + Transmission: Valiant Watch + + +

+ + + To: Inquisitor Efire + + +

Inquisition Clearance: 01112x/bi10203/mmNhk-0221

It is with the greatest sense of doom that I send you this report. From our watch post orbiting Pluto, we have detected Tyranid vessels within ten light-years of the Solar System. Taking into account their observed speed through the Warp, they will be within the System in two to three hours. They are approaching from all sides; with the current positions of the planets, Titan will be hit by Hivefleets Behemoth and Kraken, Mars by Hivefleets Leviathan and Titan, and Terra by Hivefleet Colossus.
Orks are also approaching the Solar System, although they have been slowed by their constant strife with the Tyranids. They will hit Terra first, as its orbit will take it directly into the Orks’ warpath. Roughly thirty-seven different Waaagh!s are approaching from the north-east of Segmentum Obscuras. It appears that they are using Armageddon as a staging ground for this ultimate assault. Contact with the Steel Legion was lost over seven months ago. It is presumed the Orks did not come sooner because of their valiant efforts.
Where the Necrons will strike, if they will indeed, is impossible to tell. The last time we could contact systems in the Ultima Segmentum and discern any possible pattern to the Necrons’ system-hopping was two years ago. We have theorized, with their apparent interest in Techno-arcana, that they will attack Mars. If indeed they are going to participate in the attack on the Solar System. From the last reports, their raids were becoming more sporadic, and they did not progress as quickly as before through the Ultima Segmentum. Perhaps they have found what they were looking for.
The Dark Eldar, I fear, may even arrive as quickly as the Tyranids. The webway, we have learned, has many passages, and several have not been fully explored, some are damaged, some locked. We do not know if the Dark Eldar know of any of these, if they can use the Webway, or if they are heading towards the Solar System at all. But from what we could discern of their pattern, they may well join the Tyranids and Orks in assaulting Titan and Terra.
The Traitor Legions also press closer and closer. They are projected to arrive a week after the Tyranids and Orks arrive. I think that, by that time, it will not matter. Either we will have been consumed by Greenskins and Tyranids, or we will live through it and be smashed by Abaddon. Things look very grim. We must pray to the Emperor. Surely He can give us guidance and power enough to repel those who would stand before Him?
As I believe is obvious, we must now triple our efforts at preparation. This transmission has been sent to Titan and Mars warning them of the impending invasion. Please personally deliver this message to the High Lords of Terra and all Space Marine commanders. All citizens must either be given arms or told to arm themselves. We cannot afford to waste any manpower that we have. If mankind is to survive, then all of mankind must join the fight.

Emperor Protects,

+ + + Inquisitor Brath + + +

[commissarwhiffy]

that was cool. And the way GW are going, it isnt going to be long before it gets to that state of affairs. The fluff has been getting harsher and harsher on the Imperium of late. Keep on typing

[Inquisitor Rosenadel]

“Brothers, lies are unbecoming to one who desires honor. Lies spread filth, treachery, and chaos. So lie to you, I will not. Today we die.

“We face a menace that equals us in many ways. They know no fear, they kill without mercy, and they never tire. However, we are greater.

“We know courage, we know honor, we know valor. We kill with the justice and righteous fitting of those charged by the Emperor. We will ever fight, and with our very souls protect this moon from those who would take it from us. Though they may have utter bloodlust programmed into their soulless bodies, we are made strong through our contempt. We have hatred for the Alien, and loath their very presence. Though they may kill us, we will not waver in the face of death. We will stand fast against it until our time is nigh.”

Brother-Librarian Lucian glanced to the adept seated at the teleporter console. He was waiting for Lucian’s signal. Lucian nodded.

Assembled from several of the surviving chapters, they had all trained together in the destruction of countless alien races. Brother Mordian from the Mortifactors stood grimly, his paired lightning claws at his side. His left eye had a scar a quarter meter long from a fight with a squad of Tyranid genestearlers that ambushed his squad. He was the sole survivor. Brother Altos stood, gripping his heavy bolter tightly. He was a mere neophyte when the Orks completely overran the Crimson Fist’s homeworld. Lucian remembered the tales of valor and sacrifice Altos told the Librarian when he was found, along with several other neophytes, and one battle-brother of the Crimson Fists as they sped away from Rynn’s World in the capsules. The Chapter Master wanted the Fists to live on, and sent their most promising neophytes, as well as a sample of recovered gene-seed, to safety so they might one day restart the chapter.

Lucian saw much in his brothers’ eyes. He could feel their emotions. As the hum of the teleporter filled the room, Lucian addressed his squad of hardened Deathwatch members; “Today, we fight for humanity’s right to endure, a right made so by the Immortal Will of the Emperor, enforced by us, his faithful servants-“

The Warp suddenly howled all around them, a brief wave of nausea hitting, voices laughing at him, and coldness stinging all the way to the bone. But it passed, they stood on Titan, surrounded by Adeptas Sororitas, the elite Grey Knights, and other squads of Deathwatch, as well as stormtroopers, and Inquisitors. There were thousands of gaunts, genestealers, and gargoyles. Hive Tyrants directing their swarms, Carifexes wading through the destruction to inflict more of the same. Zoanthropes blasting apart whole squads, blowing holes in Rhinos. Even larger monstrosities loomed in the distance. What Lucain thought were mountains were slowly moving towards the last Inquisitorial fortress on the moon.

"FOR THE EMPEROR!” Lucian roared as his squad let loose with their bolters, Altos’s heavy bolter thundering above the rest. Lucian called upon the power his mentor had taught him, unleashing the spirit of all the fallen battle-brothers of his chapter, the Imperial Fists. A wave of energy flew from his fingertips, surging forward into the lesser Tyranids, ripping them apart and searing their flesh.

“Squad, with me!” They plowed forward, their melee weapons slashing limbs from bodies, closing in on a Hive Tyrant with a large, crackling sword. It roared in acceptance of their challenge as it spotted them. Its Tyrant Guard ripped into Lucain’s squad. Altos was slashed in two almost immediately, and two other brothers were slain, the Guards’ claws shredding the ceramite armour. Lucian and the survivors struck back, hacking the Guards as they could, Lucian impaling one, then focusing his thoughts, channeled the energy of the Warp through his staff, and flaying the Guard from the inside.

But now the Tyrant was in the fray. He cleaved Brother Dimitrius and Brother Talus in two, his remaining guard rending two more to pieces. Brother Mordian let his anger loose, carving up another Tyrant Guard, but was stabbed through by the Hive Tyrant. Lucian was temporarily blinded by a dazzle of spots before his eyes, and then moaned at the intense headache as his servo-skull familiar was destroyed by a Guard, which he summarily killed in the same manner as the first. But the Tyrant was quick, and chopped off Lucian’s bolt pistol arm, and stabbed him through the chest, cracking the ceramite armour, and pushing splinters into his chest. Even his highly ossified chest cavity was cracked, and more slinters stabbed at his twin hearts, which he could hear starting to fail in his ears. He raised his staff high, bringing it down and into the Hive Tyrant’s own chest, punching through its chest cavity. The Tyrant roared in pain, which was lost in the din of battle. Lucian used his last drop of will and the energies of the warp shone from the Hive Tyrant’s orifices, and then it burst in a gout of blue flame. It fell, and Lucian with it.

The last thing he saw was the fortress monastery, belching smoke, still intact, but beset by millions of creatures scuttling up the walls. He heard gunfire, roars, and screams, both alien and human, mixing and drowning him. He felt the courage, and the pain, of his brothers in arms. He could sense they were failing. But he could do nothing. Now he would dine with the Emperor…

[Inquisitor Rosenadel]

Well, as the contest deadline draws nearer, I thought I'd accelerate my plans and post more of my stories. So, here is the next piece...

Siege of Titan: Day 11 [3.022 M.44]
For seventeen long days and nights we have held out. The Hivefleets were held at bay by the supreme sacrifice of all of the ships the Inquisition and Grey Knights could muster. But now, the Mycetic Spores rain down upon Titan, cutting off light from our very Sun. Even while the spores were still falling, smaller spores fell from the sky, expelling acids and poisonous barbs. We had taken casualties before the Tyranid foot-soldiers had even shown their faces. When they did come, it was still dark with Mycetis Spores. The Grey Knights, Stormtroopers and Weapons-Servitors repulsed the first wave easily. It was mostly made up of smaller creatures: Genestealers, Gaunts, Gargoyles, and Rippers. They could take little cover in the barren landscape of Titan. The battle was over within an hour. We rest safe for now, but we are constantly watching for the next advance.

Siege of Titan: Day 19
The defenses are barely holding out against the massive numbers of Tyranid organisms. Ammunition is beginning to run out and energy supplies are dwindling. Several Tyranids broods have penetrated the outer defenses. They were quickly destroyed, but that any could get through is a sign that we cannot hold out much longer. The Grey Knights have started to use their Nemesis weapons, but I fear that even these fearsome warriors will not be able to last more than five days.

Siege of Titan: Day 22
We may yet survive! The Hivefleets seem to have relented in their attack! It is possible that the Righteousness of the Grey Knights has forced the Hivemind to reconsider! The Deathwatch have taken to incredible acts of bravery: Teleporting into the thick of the Tyranid swarm and planting Melta-charges in the massive proboscis that extend from the Hiveships. This has delayed several massive attacks as the Hiveships take time to heal.

Over the past days, we have noticed several new Tyranid organisms. In an effort to exert greater control over the smaller beings, it seems that some Gaunts and Gargoyles have developed a Synapse connection to the Hivemind. This enables the Hivemind to send out waves of smaller creatures and not expend any larger ones until it has clearly identified defensive positions, fire lanes, and weak points in our defenses. This would explain why we have not seen anything larger than the occasional Warrior.

Siege of Titan: Day 23
They have broken through! In the early morning hours, Raveners burst from the ground under the Chapter-Monastery! They were quickly eliminated, but the hole could not be cut off quickly enough and Gaunts started to pour through. The fighting goes on even now, as does not seem to be letting up. No, it seems to be escalating! I must write no further.

All of us are weary from fighting. The Grey Knights show none of it though. They fight still, some of the survivors of the countless waves have been fighting for three days with neither water nor food. Larger organisms are starting to come through the hole: Warriors, Hive Tyrants, and even a few Carnifexes have come through. They are slowly forcing the Grey Knights to give ground as they fight through their own dead to reach the Knights. I will write as often as I can, and I hope this will somehow be recovered and something can be learned.

Siege of Titan: Day 24
This is the end. When we saw what we thought were the mountains begin to move, we knew we would not last another night. But, as I pick up my Force Sword and Bolt Pistol, I do not fear death: I welcome it. I do not wish to flee from the Hell that is this fortress, and all of the pain and weariness that goes with it, but I welcome a death fighting for my race’s continued existence. It is an honour to lay down my life beside such venerable warriors such as those that have fought here.

- From the Diary of Inquisitor Freymand

[Heroka Vendile]

tis all very good

[r4wr89]

excellent, again. so vivid!
-ant

[Inquisitor Rosenadel]

Thank you to those who read "Final Hour", and I hope all who do enjoy it. And thanks for the kudos.

It's thanksgiving here in the US of A, so I thought another section was in order. Plus it's hard keeping them back from you all... and this will encourage me to finally finish the damn thing!

- Macragge, Fortress of Hera, 3M.44 –

- Vox-Recordings from the Ultramarines Intra-Chapter Frequency 73.271 -

+ + +

+Garreth, 2nd Tac. Squad, 3rd Co.+ >>>Carnifex, southeast doorway. Missiles away.<<<

+Darran, Captain, 3rd Co.+ >>>All squads, heavy weapons to the Tank-beast. Squad Darran, form on me and prepare to charge. The Carnifex must not reach our firing line.<<<

+Lord Odis Artharan, Ultramarines Chapter Master+ >>>Captain Darran … coming to your pos- … -old out as long as … two minutes.<<<

+Darran+ >>>Orders unclear, request repeat of orders.<<<

+ ??? + >>>… Reinforcements are on the way. Hold your current position.<<<

+Lord Odis Artharan+ >>>Who … on this frequency? Turn your vox- … “receive only” immediately! Darran, … to your position. Will arrive … -inutes. … delayed. Hold…<<<

+Darran+ >>>Squad Darran, charge! The beast is already too close! … [gasp] [cough] [uhh] 3rd Company… retreat… to the… Inner Sanctum. They… will not… [ugghhnn] claim our Primarch’s body with… Ultramarines yet alive!<<<

+ ??? + >>>Captain Darran, rest easy. Your sacrifice has saved the lives of many of your Brothers. 3rd Company, give me covering fire. There will be time for wonder later! Fire on the Xenos!<<<

+Lord Odis Artharan+ >>>Vox-Transmitter 3471, I repeat … to … “only”! Further disobedience will result in severe punishment!<<<

+Iothus, 4th Devastator Squad Veteran Sergeant, 3rd Co., intra-squad frequency+ >>>By the Golden Throne… can it be? Squad Iothus, do as the Lord of Ultramar commands!<<<

+Valius, 4th Squad Devastator Marine, 3rd Co., intra-squad frequency+ >>>Almighty Terra! Glory to Him! There is hope!<<<

+Danton, Dreadnought, 3rd Co., intra-company frequency+ >>>By my blessed soul! I my long years, I never thought it would come to this! Awoken! Healed! These are truly the end of times. Predecessors guide me!<<<

+Lord Odis Artharan+ >>>Teleportation complete. First Company, fan out and take firing positions. Terminator Squad Bartos, with me. We will hold out as long as possible. Who was interfering with the intra-chapter frequency?! …And who battles the Bio-Titan? It is… it cannot be… it is!<<<

+Tarthus, 1st Tac. Squad, 3rd Co.+ >>>Praise to the Emperor! Our Primarch has returned!<<<

+Lord Odis Arthran+ >>>My Lord, I ask your forgiveness!… The Ultramarines are at your command.<<<

+Roboute Guilliman+ >>>Ultramarines, stand fast. Repel the loathsome Xenos. Lord Arthran, call all Thunderhawks. We must leave Macragge at once. Terra is in great danger. I have heard the Emperor’s call. I was unable to help the last time. I sense the Tyranids will lay siege to the Segmentum Solar. This time, the Ultramarines will be at the Emperor’s side!<<<

+Lord Odis Artharan+ >>> Lord Artharan to fleet: dispatch all Thunderhawks. Lord Macragge has decreed that we depart for Terra immediately! Make preparations for Warp Travel and prepare to disengage Tyranid fleet and jump as soon as the last Ultramarine in on board. First and Third Companies, as before: fan out, firing positions. We will make the Xenos pay for making us leave our home in this state. Danton, to the left. Your Heavy Flamer is needed in the corridor. Hold it as long as your can.<<<

+Danton+ >>>As you command, Lord Arthran. [Roar] Foul Xenos! You will rue the day you took Macragge! Our vengeance will know no bounds!<<<

+ + +

[r4wr89]

wooooooooa..haha. the return of roboute guilliman was certainly unexpected. interesting twist though, it definitely shows that your writing is not just another "humanity will always win" stories...we really are in trouble! lol
good work though.

-ant

[Grandmaster Ezra Godfrey]

That was amazing... Roboute Guilliman coming back, and all of the Imperium under seige...Pure brilliance! I wouldn't mind have a campaign based off this :P

[Inquisitor Rosenadel]

Guess what everypeoples, it's Friday! And that means more Final Hour.

+ + + Excerpts from Brain-synapse Transcription from Master Princeps Neronus, Warlord Titan Sanctus Indomitable + + +

Titan, 3M.44

05:34 +Adepts, battle stations. Bring all weapons online immediately. I need immediate power to legs. We must ride out to meet monsters and slow their charge. Enginseers, help me kindle the machine spirit. O, Sanctus Indomitable, mighty god of war, we beseech thee, that thou might aid us in this war against the foul Xenos. They come to destroy us. We ask you to turn you weapons upon them, and to crush them under your mighty tread. Wilt thou hear our plea, and take the fight to the enemy? … … … We thank thee, Sanctus Indomitable for thine righteous fury. Now, march forth. Our victory awaits! Adepts, report operational status … … … excellent. All systems operational. Forward! Into the maelstrom of battle!+

08:00 +Adepts Alvin and Dronus, concentrate Mega-cannon fire at the Leader-beasts and Volcano Cannon at the Heirophants. Use the missile launchers to disrupt the Harridan fight groups. How can there be this many? I cannot see the ground upon which our machine treads! These smaller beasts are a living carpet! I fear for the Inquisitorial Forces on the ground below us!+

10:02 +Tell the Credo Abomino to secure the left flank against the bio-titans, and the Excisio Dominatus to assist us in destroying the larger ones. They do not yet have range, and killing them now will make our job easier later. Adepts, fire at will. … Yes, make it bleed! Concentrate fire on mark 117.85. Shoot it where it bleeds! We will bring it down!

14:01 +Watch those spores! Adept Pricius, quickly! Reload the auto-turrets! The gargoyles’ acid is smearing all over the view-port and sensors! Golden Throne! The size of these beasts! How can anything so huge consume enough to sustain itself? Surely this barren moon does not provide enough sustenance to warrant this large of an attack! Carapace launchers, fire a salvo at the charging beast with the scythes… I said the one that is charging… I am aware they are all charging, I mean the one directly in front of us! Mark 0.00! Aim for its head… it seems to be the part with the least armour.+

20:11 +Enginseer Haepheus, repair the Mega-cannon! One of the barrels is damaged, and the weapon will backfire if left that way! Adept Dronus concentrate the Volcano Cannon on the Bio-Titan, mark 34.009. It appears to be expelling spores from all over its carapace! The Fortress is nearly overrun! The beasts do not even attempt to harm us! They are pouring over the walls and into the Fortress! Emperor save the souls within! Fire all weapons! Volcano Cannon, fire! Missiles, away! IS THERE NOTHING ELSE WITH WHICH TO SHOOT?!+

23:35 +It is over. I can see the white smoke from the Inner Sanctum. The last defenders, the greatest of our order, are fighting for their lives now. … … … Rraaaaahhh! Sanctus Indomitable, fire all weapons! Maximum rate! These Xenos have downed your brothers, and many more of mine! … HAhahahHA! There! A taste of my wrath! You cannot stand before ME! How can you hope to win this fight when I am a god of war!? I am Sanctus Indomitable! … You! You seek to destroy me with your foul seed-pods, your acid, and claws?!?!? You cannot defeat me! Volcano Cannon! This chainfist will spell your doom! Ha! You do not know combat! … There, taste my foot tread! You wish to challenge me, too?!? I have downed a dozen of your brood-mates! You will not win! Missiles, away! … … Oh, Emperor have mercy, I cannot even see its head, it towers over me so! No matter, for the Ordo Malleus, the Ordo Hereticus, the Ordo Xenos, Terra and the Emperor! Ahh- *gurk* ughhh… you may have destroyed me, beast, but you will not have my body as a trophy… initiate self-destruct, code [unintelligible]. Feel my death as yours!+

[Heroka Vendile]

nicely done - any other primarchs coming back? I don't remember how all of them disappeared, but Leman Russ is an obvious one, afterall, he simply left Fenris in a small ship with his commanders and disappeared into space.
Also Jaget Khan(spelling?), he was trapped alone inside a closing webway portal during a fight against dark eldar.

[r4wr89]

woooa, this is interesting ;]
excellent, as usual..

haha

-ant

[Inquisitor Rosenadel]

Originally Posted by Heroka Vendile

nicely done - any other primarchs coming back? I don't remember how all of them disappeared, but Leman Russ is an obvious one, afterall, he simply left Fenris in a small ship with his commanders and disappeared into space.
Also Jaget Khan(spelling?), he was trapped alone inside a closing webway portal during a fight against dark eldar.

Fear not. Merely wait.

EDIT: and speaking of which...

[Inquisitor Rosenadel]

“Brother Balor,” came a voice that was monotone and metallic, “move your squad over the hill and fire on the closest ork vehicle to you. Make room for Squads Flint, Matthias, and I to drop in.”

“Command rece