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Thats it Dirge you read Eldest, good story too look forward to the rest

WE HAVE COME FOR YOUR.....*necron warrior turns around to the necron behind him* Hey Bob? what did we come for?!

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Yes, I'm a fanatic of the Inheiritance Cycle. Actually, I get alot of this stuff from books and video games if you look close enough.

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You'll forgive me, but you must be mistaken. I've met your makers, and they don't even know your name...

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yeah i saw you used Altair and Almuhalim (not sure how to spell it) from assasins creed

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STORMREAVER

Altair woke up the next morning feeling refreshed, but still bitter about Reyzak's impossible question. Ristvak'baen's runes etched onto the sword.

I have an answer.

"Really? Then tell me!"

No.

"Be reasonable!"

I am. If you don't know why you fight, you might as well surrender.

Altair rolled his eyes. He picked up the sword and his bag and leapt from the window, falling twenty feet to the hard-packed ground below. Reyzak and Machira waited with twenty other demons, carrying similar bundles and packages. Uraj had a massive pack filled to the brim with tools and half-finished weapondry.

"Might as well take it with." the smith growled.

Reyzak eyed him with disapproval. "The Stormreaver has it's own forge, why take all this?"

Uraj chuckled. "Because these are all custom-made for certain jobs. Like this," he said pulling out a curious tong-shaped instrument "Is used to cut weaves into sword hilts."

Reyzak rubbed his eyes, and sighed. "Very well. Everyone! Two klicks north our ship awaits!"

The crowd eventually stopped chattering and followed Reyzak out of the compund. Lights flickered in the buildings, and Altair realized the entire structure was burning with multicolored warp fire.

After a half-hour they finally made it to the Stormreaver, the massive gunmetal ship sitting quietly three massive landing gears on a knoll just north of Valhalla. Altair took one look back as the boarding ramp closed, and he saw Valhalla as nothing more than a black smudge against the green backdrop of Deimos. Reyzak pulled him furthur inboard as the ramp swung closed. Altair followed the demon to a room a level under the bridge.

"You can put your things here. The warp jump to the Amber World won't take long."

And with that, Reyzak stepped out, leaving Altair to ponder his question. He felt a slight tremor run through the ship as Stormreaver battled Deimos' gravity, then a lurch as it accelerated.

WARP GATES

The city of Luna had originally been built as a fortress, to keep out the malcontent demons of the Void, who were unalligned. These creatures regularly invaded the city, and as such it had formidable defenses. Vast defense lasers and hundreds of voidcannon stood ready to shred anything that might come through the gate. But the fatal flaw in this defense was that the Luna batteries were directed inward, only worrying about what might try to get out.

And so it was completely unprepared for the Stormreaver to come hurtling over the city, all weapons throbbing at the air, punching great holes in Deimos' soil and killing dozens of Luna's warriors. By the time voidcannon had been alligned with the ship, it had already cruised past, growing ever closer to the writhing portal that was the Warp Gate.

Altair stood next to Reyzak at the ship's bridge, watching the Tzeetchian control the entire ship with single-minded intesity from the control chair built into the floor. Reyzak's hands were a half-inch off the chair's glowing control screens, built into the armrests. Ever once in a while he would tap one of his fingers, making a minor control change to Stormreaver. A red icon sometimes flashed onto the screen, indicating a weapon was out of ammunition or a system had been hit by the wildly-aimed ground fire.

Reyzak finally stepped down from the chair, the ship suddenly flying itself.

"Queran, take over." he said.

A booming voice filled the ship's speakers. "Of course, lordship."

Reyzak eyed Altair. "Have you thought any more about my question?"

Altair swallowed. "Yes, in some depth."

"Any answer worth sharing?"

"One."

"Let's hear it."

Altair cleared his throat. "We cannot wait for Azulanthis to die. He'll rule forever, tormenting people. We end their lives now to prevent future death."

Reyzak looked him in the eye. "No you understand."

Altair nodded. "Yes."

The Tzeentchian turned back to the transparent viewscreen, watching the Warp portal grow to enormous size before the ship.

"All hands, brace for warp translation. Warp translation in ten seconds. Nine. Eight. Seven..."

Reyzak blinked. "Best brace yourself. The first one's always the worst."

Altair laughed to himself. He had been in hundreds of jumps.

Apparently Reyzak knew what he was thinking. "There's no Geller field on this ship."

Altair looked at Reyzak in horror just as the ship collided with the Warp Gate' surface, and ceased to exist in Deimos.

You'll forgive me, but you must be mistaken. I've met your makers, and they don't even know your name...

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haha nice ending there!
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THE AMBER WORLD

Altai

Altair. Wake u

Wake up!

Altair jeked back into conciousness as Reyzak shook his shoulders. He entire frame trembled as he looked through the transparent viewscreen. There was no solid ceramite plate over it. The sickly colors of the Void spilled into the room, lighting everything with a bluish purple glow. Reyzak's eyes seemed unnaturally bright. Altair realized his own eyes were also glowing with a faint greenish light, reflecting off Reyzak's armor. The Tzeentchian cocked his head as Altair swayed, suddenly lightheaded.

"Steady, this is your first jump without a Geller field, correct?"

Altair nodded.

"It's an odd experience. Your body becomes weaker, you have to learn to adapt to the Void. However, your mind becomes much sharper, your warp abilities are far stronger."

Machira walked in, her own purple eyes glowing a soft pinkish color. "No breaches, warp field's holding."

"Warp field?"

Reyzak eyed Altair. "Yes, it keeps the demons of the Void out, but not the energies. This ship is impervious to boarding actions. We dive into the warp, they die. You, me, Machira, everyone else on Stormreaver is a demon, so we are unaffected by the energies that leech life and take sanity from lesser beings."

Altair's vision blurred. He swayed again. He heard Reyzak tell Machira to tek him back to his room, then passed out again.

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Fredric stood with Sirius and Jaeknos on Aay'han's bridge.

"I can't believe he's gone."

"You've been saying that for days."

"He saved my life. He saved yours. Hell, he even saved Fredric's once or twice."

Frdric threw Sirius a glare. "Once. A warrior of Fenris does not need to be rescued, but I do participate better if I'm free of Bolter rounds."

Jaeknos looked at his boots. "He wasn't the first. He won't be the last."

Sirius nodded. "How far are we from our target?"

Kale looked up from the map table behind them. "Sixty radii, give or take. The last jump messed with the sensors."

They all started as a massive warp rift opened before the ship. A tremendous ironclad vessel was visible for a heartbeat before a second portal opened and sucked the ship in.

"What..?"

"Ghost ship. They're all around this area."

"There was a word on the side. Might check it against lost ship logs."

"What?"

Jaeknos held up a small pic-capture. "Ship cams got it. Stormreaver."

Kale nodded. "I'll run a sweep."
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Altair woke again after they had exited the Warp for the last time. He groggily splashed water on his face from a basin of cold water. His vision cleared, and he put on his armor. Ristvak'baen was tightly bound in it's leather sheath. Runes clrawled across the sword.

You seem to be quite short on health. First the beer then the warp jumps.

"You're not helping."

The sword shivered. Altair smiled as he realized the demon was laughing.

He made the short trek to the bridge, glad to see it was devoid of the sickly warp-lit glow, and looked out the viewport, eager to see what their destination was.

"No."

Terra rose before the ship, her home fleet shattered, hundreds of defense lasers fired at an equal number of possessed battlecruisers and frigates, while the few remaining Imperial ships exchanged fire with escort carriers and destroyers. As Altair watched a red-clad demonship was punctured by a glowing beam fired from a planetside defense array. It exploded into a rain of debris, shredding it's escorts and an unlucky Imperial Sword-class that couldn't run fast enough.

A single massive vessel dwarfed all the others, almost as big as a Space Hulk Altair had once seen. It was bone white, completely covered by skulls of every shape and size. It destroyed defense lasers and Imperial ships with every shot, and vast numbers of Hell Talon and Hell Blade fighters swarmed around it.

"The Hellforger." said Reyzak. "I thought it was a myth."

"What?" asked Altair, also staring at the warship.

"It's a demon vessel, supposedly piloted by Khorne himself. My ancestors told stories about how it isn't even a ship on the inside, only a tomb of every soul killed in Khorne's name."

"Do we have to fight it to get through?"

"No," said Reyzak. He spoke into a vox built into the command chair. "Valjurn, fire a warp shell at the planet, two klicks inside the Eternity Wall, we don't want to get stuck outside."

Stormreaver shook as a single arc of fire flew at breathtaking speed, followed by a speck of silvery matter. The fire blasted a hole clean through a festering plagueship, allowing the silver bullet to soar through it and down to the planet. A green icon suddenly appeared on Reyzak's chair.

"The portal is down, lordship. Ready to transport."

Reyzak indicated a circle of silver set into the floor of the bridge. "Come, young Prophet. We're going down there."

You'll forgive me, but you must be mistaken. I've met your makers, and they don't even know your name...

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Hellorf? Is anybody there? Anyone who isn't paraplegic and has an excuse for not posting feedback?
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ALTAIR'S PROMISE

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...

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omg so freaking awesome. now i realy want to know what happens!!!!
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Good story now if you don't deliver another one within 24 hours of this post a large horde of snotlings will come for you and beat you up!

WE HAVE COME FOR YOUR.....*necron warrior turns around to the necron behind him* Hey Bob? what did we come for?!

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ooh man i was really getting in to that what happens next i have to know !!!!!!! nice work buddy you always produce the good stuff.

bleeding from countless wounds he charged.... full speed in to the bathroom holding his breath. this could be it this will be the end of me. the young marine thought. alas brother Bag Fart had just been in here.
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