My Chaos Space Marine short story
(Time 21:00, day 9,date 39Millennium 999.9)
The Planet was in flames. Giant lava geysers were breaking through the crust. Whole cities were destroyed and entire Metropolises were leveled into the ground nothing but craters and destroyed battleships were left on the surface. The Oceans were long ago vaporized and entire Forests and Jungles were burned to cinders. The Once beautiful and rich world of Balur. The planet was originally under control of the Orks, but after a massive attack from the Ultramarines, the planet was taken into Imperial fold. The Ultramarines 6th Company were sent their for restocking on ammunition and fuel for their army and battleships. They were there when the planet was destroyed by the warp infested and hated Inferno Legion. This once proud Legion that was made in secret, had finally returned from the Warp, but not to worship the Emperor but the Gods of Chaos. For this will be their first act of vengeance against the Imperium. This is how it all began.
( Time 10:00, day 1, date 39 Millennium 999.9)
Captain Epathus of the Ultramarines 6th Company was standing on the command bridge, as the first signs of anomalies were occurring. The first one was when all warp contact and warp travel was made impossible, the second was when the vox went out. All Flagships were rendered blind, Ship captains tried to reestablish contact with the other ships, but all was futile. Specially when the first chaos ships emerged from the warp. They were big hulking things, nothing of beauty, but all guns and metal plantings. Most ships were class Frigates others were unknown. Each ship was armed with plasma, las and broadside cannons. There were over 25 ships at the far side of the planet at wich Captain Epathus stationed. But the last ship to emerge was the largest, biggest and most heavily armed of them all, it was called “The Emperor’s Damnation”, and it was the flagship of the Chaos Lord Dominius. Dominius former Captain of the Inferno Guard, had turned traitor against his own Legion during the heresy. He was a hulking figure, plated with Terminator armor that was bearing trinkets and other grisly objects on his gigantic plates and was colored like dark blood. He had two lightning claws, each of them as long as a human in length. They were named “Astartes Bane”. With these claws he could tear trough Terminator armor with ease and summon Daemons from the Warp with only a short prayer to the gods. With these weapons he smote entire worlds and destroyed entire civilizations. Now he would descend on the world of Bakur where he would further show his dedication to the gods.
Dominius was sitting in his command chair, he was looking at the monitor, about twelve ships were in low orbit and one of them was the flagship of the Ultramarines. He could only imagine what prize that would make in his army. He turned to his chaplain and said; “Flamenus prepare the warriors for teleportation. I want that ship. Make sure to keep the captain alive, I would like to ask him some questions.”, with a wicked grin he turned back to the monitor. The Chaplain just retreated silently to the background and began barking orders to several squads of Terminator and Attack Squads for teleportation.
He knew how much Lord Dominius loved his prizes, it would not favor him well to be on the bad mood of his Lord, thought the Chaplain. Without further thoughts he dismissed them and moved along the corridor until he reached the teleportation room. Already seven squads were assembled. In minutes there will be more of them and then the teleportation will begin.
On the planet Bakur, half of the 6th Company was stationed at Bastion Titanitus. It was a large fortress that was made, to repel assaults and it had several defense lasers to fight of any aircraft. This was a manufactory and a Headquarters all at one place. Only the best could hope to get close to penetrating it.
Veteran Sergeant Varrus moved along the steel corridors of the Bastion. He moved with quick and deliberate steps to the control room. He had an emergency call from the station that all vox and orbital communications have ceased to function. This worried him greatly, cause only one thing could cause such disturbances and that meant he needed to reach his captain before it was to late. He called all Squads to high alert and told the Lord General of the militia to prepare the Army for immediate battle readiness. If the attack came, then they would be prepared.
20 minutes have gone by since the communications failure. But the sensors have shown contacts on the other sides of the planet. It numbered 28 ships all together. They were unknown to the data on the ship, so he Captain Epathus prepared the Fleet for battle. Only 7 ships were in orbit and even then, they were just loading up their shields. Captain Epathus told 3 squads to got to the surface and find the Veteran Sergeant. Only the Sergeant would now what is happening, for he had more experience then even the captain did. He went to the Command console of the ship and asked:” What is out status, are the shields up, and what about the weapons?”. “Lord, shields are eighty percent charged, and all guns are prepared to fire, when the enemy gets into range.” Replied a officer. Then a sensor helmsmen shouted; “Captain, sudden energy spike from the lead ship, and it’s building. Unknown were its emanating from the ship. Should I locate Lord?”. “Yes Lieutenant you should” replies the Captain back. Then with a sudden shudder, the whole ship shook. Then there was an explosion. Wires sparked and consoles blew up. The hole bridge was shaking, what ever just happened portended only what is to come.
Chaplain Flamenus rematerialized and he stood in a hangar deck, only 3 squads were with him, the rest were scattered in other parts of the ship. With his desecrated Crozius he started charging the first loyalists he saw. They were in cobalt blue armor and they seemed surprised too. Without hesitation, he activated the Crozius and blew open the first armored soldier. The Space Marine fell without a sound, a gaping hole in his chest were his twin hearts used to be. Then a second one died as the Crozius hit his head. By then the Squads that accompanied the Chaplain opened fire. With Combi-bolters and power axes they cut through the Ultramarines. Within a minute there was no more Ultramarines left on the deck. The whole space was filled with blood and gore without looking back he gestured the Terminator Squads to follow him, he had more important tasks then slaughtering loyalists. The bridge was his main objective, and there the Captain should be. With a sudden shuddering the Chaplain knew that the second Assault party has breached the generator room. Soon and very soon this ship would be theirs.
Captain Epathus woke up, laying on his back. He remembered the explosion from the interior ship. The Bridge was a mess, wires were sticking out everywhere and consoles were sputtering sparks from their insides. Some of the crew were twisted in odd positions. There was some blood, but not much. He got up and looked around for the Ship master. He couldn’t see him. He opened the vox and heard shouts and shooting. He opened his personal vox to contact the sergeants of the squads on the ship. There was no reply, not at first then there was came a reply. “Captain is that you?” asked Sergeant Vorrolanus. “Sergeant what is your location? And what is happening down there?”
There are hostiles on the ship Captain. There to many to fight. We lost Squads 4-6 already. The Generator room is under enemy control and I am currently trying to reach the armory.” Replied the sergeant. “Vorrolanus don’t head for the armory, come to the bridge, we need to protect it, without the bridge we have already lost the ship.” Said the Captain in a cold and calculated voice. “Understood, rerouting”. The Captain looked up again and went to some of the consoles. There warning signs on the screen. Generators failing, shields powering down, weapons offline and several hull breaches. This proved to be a problem, he might reconsider and abandon ship. But the minute he thought of that, he felt disgust, he would not leave his ship! This is a class A Frigate of Marcragge and he would not allow it to land in enemy hands. On the sensor screen he saw the ships moving closer, like a tide of weapons and metal plating, they will destroy his ship. But he won’t allow his men to go down without a fight. This he vowed in the Emperors name and his Primarch Roboute Guilliman.
Flamenus charged through the corridors of the ship, leaving broken bodies and desecrated corpses behind. He disdained the fear of the crew and serfs. Is this how low the Imperium got? Wasn’t once the Imperium largest and mightiest of all empires before? They are petty and weak, they deserve now praise from the Inferno Legion or any Space Marine in this matter. He charged through some Guardsmen with lasrifles with his bolt pistol and Crozius. The first Guardsmen’s skull caved in, a welter of blood and bone fragments came out of the fist size hole. The second was in shock, seeing what happened to his fellow Guardsmen, he got to his knees and started begging. One of the Terminators back handed the man, and he fell with a broken cheek bone and a swollen eye. They just ignored him and walked on past him. They had an objective and nothing would get in their way, nothing. Lord Dominius has ordered them to, what he says, is the will of the Gods. They turned a corner, and then they say the bridge, but it wasn’t defenseless. Space Marines with Heavy Bolters, Bolters and other flamers were barricaded behind a wall of steel plating. They opened fire the moment Chaplain Flamenus turned the corner and he was peppered with fragments of bolter shells. The Terminators went on unscathed and opened fire. Combi-Storm bolter ammunition ripped through the barricade like paper and killed dozens of Marines in seconds. The Heavy Bolter opens fire and leaves deep craters in the lead Terminator. A second Terminator behind him, lifts his Autocannon, a long barreled gun with a knife edge at the front, opens fire and rips the Marine with heavy Bolter into shreds. Nothing but pieces of armor and flesh remains. The rest of the Marines fall back into the bridge and lock the doors. These are not any normal doors, they are triple plated adamantium doors. It would take a lot of explosives to open it and even then, they would only get half way through it. But then Brother Corbula, with his Chainfist, steps forward and starts cutting at it. Only a Chainfist could cut through it properly.
Captain Epathus could not believe damage that was done, to his three squads of ten. Only 6 more Marine are left. There are Terminators outside, more than 3 squads. This seemed as a overpowering force. He told Sergeant Vorrolanus to prepare for the finale fight. There is nothing they could do, only fight with Courage and Honor. He drew his power sword and stood ready for the overwhelming charge that is to come. He just knew he will kill one of those heretics one way or another.
Corbulo’s Chainfist finally reached the other end of the door. It took twenty minutes for it to cut and he made more then enough room for five Terminators to walk in besides each other.
The Chaplain decided to lead the first wave in and kill the Marines. “Kill the Loyalists, but keep the Captain alive, our Lord wants a word with him, before we kill this planet.!” Shouted the Chaplain over the Warriors. They nodded their heads in acknowledgment. Then with a strong bash of his shoulder guard he knocked down the remains of the door. All five Terminators rushed in. There were only six, a pathetic number of loyalists. His Terminators used Fist’s and power axe’s in this close combat battle. The first marine was cleaved in half by a power axe, there was a splash of bright red blood and then the body crumpled in on itself, the second marine was hit in the face by a power fist, the marines head came off in a welter of blood. Sergeant Vorrolanus was next, the Crozius hit him in the knee, lifting him off his knees and then it cam crashing down in his forehead. The rest were dispatched with in seconds. Only the Captain remained, his blue and gold armor reflected the distant sunlight. He kneeled on one knee and was bleeding out of dozens of wounds from his chest to his legs. The Swords was crushed in half and its golden hilt was broken beyond repair. One Terminator stood behind him, holding storm bolter to the head. Soon the Captain will see the full glory of chaos and the true Warmaster of Chaos.
End of part 1
I hope you guys like this new story, it's not complete and so I would like to know how you guys like it.