Iv not been writing very long, so dont be to harsh
The Reaper Returns
Captain John Lucas of the Cadian 101st led his armoured tank division up over the crest of yet another partly demolished hill. This planet had seen many years of war; the imperial forces trying to hold back the increasing number of Necron raids.
Captain Lucas was travelling from the main base that the Imperial army had set up to an artillery factory named Falherm that had reported an increased number of attacks in the last few months. Captain Lucas was on of the most decorated members of the Cadian 101st and he had been sent to quell these attacks.
The armoured tank column did not reach Falherm until nightfall but he immediately set his troops about with strengthening the defences, setting up sentries and sending out scouts. It was not until 3:00 in the morning that the village finally fell still, with only a few people moving on the edges of the barricades or scouts returning and bringing news.
“Sir! Come quick!” a scared voice cut through the Captain’s dreams like an knife.
“What is it?” snapped the Captain, irritated “You’d better have a good reason for waking me up!”
“Sir! The scouting party you sent out yesterday have come back.”
“Well, what’s the news? Have they found the source of the attacks?”
“I-I think so.” Stammered the unfortunate Private “You’d better come and see.”
Captain Lucas jumped to his feet and pulled on his uniform. “What time is it?”
“It’s about half past six, sir” replied the Private as they hurried out the entrance to the tent and towards the main gates.
When they reached the gates, a crowd of people were clustered around what remained of the 101st finest scouting squad. Lucas shoved people aside so he could get to the front and question the squad. However, what he saw froze the words in his mouth. There was only one surviving member of the squad. 20 had set out and only one had returned, and this one did not look like he had long before he joined the rest of his team. Both his arms were gone and he had suffered many small, but deep cuts all over his body. Or what was left of it. When he opened his eyes and saw the Captain, he called out for him. Lucas knelt down by the dying soldier and clasped his hands in his own.
“Sir!” he gasped
“Yes Corporal. What is it? What happened? Where are the others?
“Yes?” Lucas looked into his eyes and saw a mad, insane fear. “Yes?”
End of Part 1
Suddenly the sentry over the main gates gave a cry.
“Captain! There’s something out there. I don’t think it’s human. Sir?”
“Sergeant!” the captain spun round and looked directly at the sergeant. “Tell your man to take up positions on the edges of the barricades and split them into groups of five. Give each group a lascanon between them. They each have their hellfire guns?”
“Yes sir! All my men are ready to go.”
“Good. Position a couple of Leman Russ’s at the main gate and the rest at other main points around the perimeter. The Basilisks are to be positioned in the middle of the town where they have a good line of sight to all sides. Get them up high if you can.”
“Sir.” the sergeant hurried away to carry out his superiors’ orders.
Lucas strode up to the top of the battlements and surveyed the surrounding hills and patches of trees.
Suddenly, the sun peaked the top of the distant mountains and spread her warming light over the valley. But with the light of a new day, came a thrill of fear. In the middle distance, rows of gleaming metallic bodies were marching slowly but steadily down from the hills.
“Sergeant! Bring me my binoculars!”
Lucas took the binoculars from his sergeants shaking hands and surveyed the scene more closely.
From a distance, the mass of bodies looked like a sea of silver, glinting in the early morning sunlight. But up close Captain Lucas could see each individual bodies.
“Necrons!” he hissed with hate, and fear.
Right in the middle of the massive sea of machines, Lucas could see the Necron Lord, surrounded by at least twenty of its elite bodyguard. He gave a small shiver of fear. Pariahs. He had fought them before and knew that the 6 foot long warscythes they carried could cut through the main barrel of a Leman Russ with alarming ease. He could see that the Lord carried one as well, making it even more deadly that usual. This was not good.
On either side of the Lord, and making up the bulk of the Necron force, stood rows upon rows of shimmering Necron warriors. Lucas knew from what he had seen done to his fellow officers that the weapons held in their hands could strip a human down to its individual molecules in seconds, seconds of unimaginable pain.
To the sides of the main phalanx, on both flanks, floated several giant skimmers, each at least ten feet from ground to the top of its head there was at least ten of them.
Directly in front of the Destroyers, for that was what they were, floated six ghostly figures, three on each side. They were Wraiths and were one of the most terrifying things in the Necron armies. They had the ability to pass through solid objects like they weren’t there and could ever survive blows from power weapons or blasts from a Leman Russ’s main canon.
Then Lucas saw some thing that made his blood freeze in his veins. Three colossal Monoliths were cresting the hill. They were at least fifty feet high and supported mammoth amounts of firepower. Lucas has seen just one of these wipe out an entire twenty-man squad of guardsmen with one blast from its main weapon, which the technicians back at base called a Particle Whip. As well as that, each Monolith had four huge weapons, one on each corner. These were called Gauss Flux Arc Projectors or just Flux Arcs. They were capable of dealing out large amounts of destruction in seconds. There were other things flitting in and out of the Monoliths but Lucas couldn’t yet see what they were.
“Sergeant! Radio command and get them to send reinforcements! We are going to need a lot of help here. Oh forget it, give me the radio, fast!”
“Captain Lucas! What is the situation down there?”
“ Major Browne, we have a massive amount of Necrons down here, numbering into the thousands!”
“What! But they never attack in more than about a hundred! This is unheard of!”
“I know sir and we are not equipped to deal with a force this big sir. We need some help!”
“Captain. I’m going to sent the Cadian 101st heavy artillery and several squads of Cadia’s finest and most experienced Necron fighters. Around two thousand troops in all and around one hundred tanks. I may also let you have something else.”
“I cant tell you at the moment. It’s codenamed Hammer of Thor. All I can say is that you’ll recognise it when you see it.”
“Yes sir. When can I expect them?”
“The reinforcements will arrive within six hours. All you need to do is hold out till then.”
The line went dead.
End of part 2
the next parts will be coming soon (i hope).