Hellorf? Is anybody there? Anyone who isn't paraplegic and has an excuse for not posting feedback?
The writhing energies of Reyzak's warp portal eventually deposited Altair, Reyzak, Machira, Uraj, Valjurn, Kodac, and four warriors to Terra's surface, inside the Eternity Wall. Gunfire and screams could be heard from the direction of the gates.
"Damnation. We're already short on time. Azulanthis has started his attack. Everyone! make for the Aquila gates!" shouted Reyzak over the din.
Altair set off at a loping run, followed by the rest of the pact. They reached the gate in a short delay, and Reyzak turned to Uraj. "Do you have it?"
The smith snarled. "Yes. And I was loathe to part with it. Make sure this works."
Reyzak set a small triangular devize to the gates. "Warp charge. Sends anything within a few feet on each side of it straight into the Immaterium. Might want to step back."
The demons ran back to ten feet, and Reyzak hit a rune on his gauntlet.
For a moment, nothing happened. Altair tilted his head at Reyzak in confusion. Then there was the sound of rushing air and a silent explosion and a bang as air rushed into the gap left behind by the charge. A fifteen-foot deep hole extended into the Imperial Palace's main gallery.
Valjurn was first in, his Kai Gun swinging left and right, looking for threats. They moved up the gallery, backs to the wall, scanning for anything.
A servo-skull darted out of a small opening and screamed toward them, a wicked needle-like protrusion extending as it ripped throught the air, aiming directly at Reyzak's skull.
It exploded in a cloud of purple fire, and Valjurn blew the smoke off the barrel of his weapon.
"There may be more. Stay alert."
They continued on, until they came to a vast chamber, at least a mile high, and completely carved from a single piece of marble, inlaid with gold and silver depicting gloriously rendered art. The Emperor stood before eighteen figures, each unique. Altair recognized Corax, the Raven Guard's primarch, and Gullimen, father of the Ultramarines. He saw the Emperor fighting innumerable horrors while a massive terminator-armored warrior stabbed a screeching devil through it's heart. A list of names, tens of thousands strong, under the words ISTVAAN V, carved into the stone. At the very end of the gallery a huge cathedral-like spire rose out of the palace, culminating in a tremendous black bell. Altair breathed in as he realized that the Black Bell of Terra stood above them.
The last mural left him baffled.
It was carved from marble on the doors at the end of the gallery, thousands of feet high. There were six figure depicted on them.
One was obviously the Emperor, but something was different about him. He no longer wore the magnificent golden armor as he did during the Great Crusade, but a suit of bare metal Power Armor, it's only adornment a golden lightning bolt superimposed over the Imperial Aquila on his shoulderpad. The second figure was a bearded giant in archaic Power Armor. He had a wolf pelt thrown over his backpack, and golden runes hung from chains around his neck. The third was a beastial creature, it's open maw obviously screeching some challenge to an unseen foe. It had two massive claws, while a pair of scythe-like talons grew from it's back.
The Fourth and Fifth were easier for Altair to identify. Azulanthis was depicted, in his mirrored power armor. The fifth was himself.
Altair stared at the picture, his marble image almost exactly the same as his demonic form, even the small Apothecarium necklace was present.
The sixth was a bulky figure in smooth, curved armor. Standing about seven feet tallk, it had reversed joints at it's ankles, giving it a reptillian, alien appearence. Altair smiled as he realized a Kytharin Eternal Guard was depicted. He was in awe that everything had come together like this. Almost like destiny.
Reyzak, appearing unimpressed by the majesty of the Imperial Palace, simply placed a group of eight Warp charges onto the gates.
"This place loses it's charm once you've seen it before." he said.
Altair eyed him. "You've been here before? How!?"
Reyzak smiled without humor. "The Seige of the Emperor's Palace, almost twenty thousand years ago. Fought my way all the way into the sanctum, found it deserted. We later learned the Emperor had teleported to the Warmaster's barge, killed him."
Altair nodded in wonder. Twenty thousand years! It was an impossible span, even considering Reyzak was immortal.
The ancient demon beckoned them back, and set off the charges.
A hole almost a hundred feet in depth and twenty wide opened into a sickly yellow glow.
"The sanctum. Be wary. Even though the Custodians are busy entertaining Azulanthis' army, I have no way of knowing it the chamber had changed."
Reyzak looked at Altair. "I want you to promise me, that you will not speak of what we are to accomplish, not even to your god. You are Daemonicum now, in body, and in mind."
Altair looked the Tzeentchian dead in the eye.
"Of course. I hold fast to the Daemonicum's creed."
The demons filed into the room, and looked upon the Emperor of Mankind.
You'll forgive me, but you must be mistaken. I've met your makers, and they don't even know your name...
GIVING CHASE- ORDO HERETICUS FIC (Updated Mar. 19)
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