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A large battle raged on the planet Ivianus. As Imperial forces fought the Ork green tide. Above the planet an Imperial cruiser just came out of the warp hiding behind one of the four moons of Ivianus. The moons had once been an Imperial defense platform but was taken over by the Orkz. The Imperial cruiser began to open fire at the power feeds to the defense systems of the moon. This had disabled the moon defense grid allowing to stay above the moon safely for a short amount of time. Yet the Ork would find a way to repair it and would began to open fire on the Imperial Cruiser.

Inside the Imperial Cruiser were many agents of the Ordo Xeno. These agents were radical and in the docks was their leader, Inquisitor Siliva. She waited inside the Valkyrie for the rest of the time to show up so she could brief them on what they were going to do as the Valkyrie would make it's way down to the planet. Usually she would brief the team before entering the Valkyrie but with Orks she would have to do it as quickly as possible.
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Bigbitz watched the battle raging below through a viewscreen. Though his Meks were used to working with other races, they were amazed by the excess of technology on board, and it had taken a great deal of effort to make sure they only borrowed a limited amount from the Pinkies. The moon defenses were quickly neutralized, and the cruiser took a stationary position over the now-flattened emplacements.

"Dat waz ded killy," one of his Kopta Nobz stated, watching the entrancing explosions. Bigbitz nodded, with something bordering on respect for the guns, and resentment of the owners for depriving him of a fight.

"Sure waz." He replied, as the last glow of the explosions waned. "We better get to da Umie flyas. Da pinkie boss will be wantin ta give us da breef."

His nob snorted with obvious disapproval at listening to human plans, much less following them, but a deathly glare from Bigbitz quickly put him back in his place.

"I dun like it neetha, but dats da only way we's gettin' to dat slimy git Gituzga down dere on da planet. Now git a move on before I gots ta find a new Nob ta replace yer corpse!"

His Nob nodded, and followed his Boss down the crowded corridors. The scant crew did their best to avoid the loudly clanking and whirring Bigbitz, his mechanical arm nearly scraping the floor with each stride. Pressing against walls and eying him with equal terror and hatred, he returned their gazes as he passed, with equal portions of disdain and nonchalant disregard. Even the Gretchin around his feet seemed to leer and turn their noses at the human crew.

Bigbitz stepped into the hangar; Rows of human flyers stood ready for launch, Techpriests and crew members performing final rites and repairs before their departure. Standing in the bay of one of the myriad Valkyries, he spotted his contractor, the Human the others called "Da Ink-Wizarder". He didn't know what Ink Wizarding was, or how to do it, but it must have been an important skill for her to have so much power. Maybe it was like a Human Weirdboy. Either way, he didn't care; She offered a fight, and one against his biggest adversary, so Ink-Wizarder or not, he would at least pay attention when she talked.

He stomped his way over to the Valkyrie, nodding to his Mekboyz and his other Kopta nob, looking over and making (loud) repairs and modifications to the Deffkoptas before they would be ferried to the surface. His following Nob broke off to join them, and, seeing some of the modifications to his Kopta, got into a raucous argument with one of the Mekboyz, who went grumbling about undoing whatever it was he had done to it.

Bigbitz's armored boots clanked up the hatch into the Valkyrie, and once inside, looked around the interior, his gaze finally resting on Siliva. He peered down at her, and nonchalantly commented, "I see I'm da firs one 'ere."

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Enoch Slaeydr went over the list of people participating in the mission again. It pleased him that at last some of the Xenos races were starting to unite to face chaos, even if it was only for personal gain for the time being. Sighing he stood up and strode down the corridors towards the Valkyrie. Slaeydr disliked the human transport, preferring the Eldar's own skimmers yet he didn't complain, he had been in them before and he only had to remind himself that it could always be worse. They could be travelling in an Ork flyer. As the Harlequin walked his holo-suit shimmered slightly, even at his slow pace, causing his outline to blur slightly.

"Siliva, it's been too long." Slaeydr said warmly as he entered. Though his face was concealed by a deep, black cloth one could tell from his tone that he was pleased to see her. His voice was confident and clear, as well as being mesmerising just enough to be mildly annoying. Noticing the Orks he turned around to greet them.
"Gentlemen, a pleasure to meet all of you." he said giving them all a nod, "My name is Enoch Slaeydr and I am an Eldar Harlequin trained in the psychic arts necessary to be a Shadowseer. To whom do I owe the pleasure. . ?"

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Alpha sat his legs crossed as he scanned information data on a Tyranid subspecies by the name of Tyranicus praefactor or as they were commanly know Hive Tyrants muttering to himself slightly as he did so. His artificial inplants hissed and whirred as he stood and made his way slowly towards the Hanger where a single Valkyrie sat. He passed lines of Storm Troopers and Naval Personnel on the way to their posts everytime he did so he noted each ones features fore if he was to stumble upon their bodies he would know who and what they were. He entered the hanger and stared for a few seconds and said "A product of Lucius Forges" he walked forwards towards it and pulled himself in noting the Ork he said "How barbaric" before nodding to Silivia.

Nyctophobia- Fear of the Dark Angel.

"No one ever spoke about of those two absent brothers. Their separate tragedies had seemed like aberrations. Had they, in fact, been warnings that no one had heeded?"

'Killing a man is like fucking, boy, only instead of giving life you take it. You experience the ecstasy of penetration as your warhead enters the enemy's belly and the shaft follows. You see the whites of his eyes roll inside the sockets of his helmet. You feel his knees give way beneath him and the weight of his faltering flesh draw down the point of your spear. Are you picturing this?'
'Yes, lord.'
'Is your dick hard yet?'
'No, lord.'
''What? You've got your spear in a man's guts and your dog isn't stiff? What are you, a woman?'
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Trazmir looked down of the intense battle below. Imperial forces getting killed, ork forces getting killed. He smiled. This was going to be fun. Oh the amount of things he could infect with a bacteria given to him by another Haemonculus that made whoever it hit feel intense pain, then explode in a pile of corrosive fleshy goo. He hadn't even used it yet, it would be fun to see what actually happened
'Well,'he thought, 'better get to the Valkyrie.' He broke his gaze from the suffering, but he could still feel it. The orks crushing the puny necks of the Imperium's warriors, Orks being slain by fire, laser and bombshells. He couldnt wait to taste the succulent meat of torture, hold the reward of plunder, feel the heat battle.
He walked to the valkyrie. He could hear the cla-clunk of this feet on the textured metal floor. This was the start of the war. Joining an elite team of some of the best warriors from every race. Or so he thought. Would he be the odd one out. Would he be the worst person. We would soon find out.
He had reached the doors of the valkyrie, and placed his hand on the biometric scanner. He was granted access, the doors opened with a loud hiss.He saw A young lady of the imperium sitting straight in front of where he was standed.
"Trazmir Forath. Pleasure to be here." Trazmir said, in a routine voice. He took a seat. Sitting opposite him was a Shadowseer of the Craftworld Eldar.
"Greetings, shadowseer." Trazmir jeered maliciously, "I like the mask." He saw the Harlequin looking at him, and pulled the other half of the broken Harlequin mask out of his bag, and fitted it with the other half, and held it over his face.He held the horrifying mask there for 5 seconds then put it back in his bag. He smiled and licked his lipes, looking like a snake. "I'm sure we'll become very close friends..."


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Sabbatine was kneeling in the ship's chapel, as she prayed, she could hear the massive guns of the cruiser open fire on the surface, and added a prayer in to ask for the emperor's guidance to their mark.
Incanting the litanies and prayers of reassembly and reloading, she finished cleaning her bolt pistol, then finished cleaning and preparing her lightning claws, fitting them onto her armour, they clicked into place and small display lights showed that the machine spirits were pleased.
As she got up, the thunder of the guns was silenced, it was time to prepare for planetfall. Refilling her brazier with holy incence, incanting the reverent prayers to ward the daemon, she locked it into place on her belt, then pulled the large folded wings pack up her back and locked them onto the powersystems of the armour. More lights flashed, the machine spirit was pleased with it's treatment.
She unfolded the wings, then refolded them again, to make sure everything was alright and walked through the coridors of the cruiser. Passing along the halls, the navy personel and stormtroopers nodded to her as a sign of respect for being here, knowing that she would probably be in the spearhead of the assault instead of them.

She entered the Valkyrie and saw the two eldar facing off to eachother, she recognised one as a dark eldar, and the other a harlequin, smiling, she made a slight curtsy.
'One would almost think we are about to face The Great Enemey, instead of the orks down below.'
As she entered, those in touch with the warp could feel an ephemeral serenity fill the air, along with the sweet scent of her brazier, as if the warp around her was coiling back and calmer around her.

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Bigbitz replied to Enoch, pointing down through the floor of the ship, "Gutuzga's who you owe da pleasha to. E's the reason I'm 'ere in da firs' place."

Bigbitz was more than a little uncomfortable around him. He couldn't put his finger on why, but despite Enoch's apparent positivity, something just felt wrong about him. Bigbitz dismissed the feeling. He had heard about Eldar, but he'd never actually seen one up close.

Scant moments passed, before he saw Alpha pull himself aboard. He regarded him nonchalantly, snorting in something between derision and dismissal at Alpha's comments. He'd heard the word "barbaric" before, and had come to accept it as a compliment, though he knew it wasn't one. "Fanks for da good word, pinkie," he sneered.

But if Bigbitz had gotten bad mojo from Enoch, it was minor compared to the feeling of unease that accompanied his next companion. He had seen Dark Eldar before- His lone vessel was ripe for plunder by space pirates, which is what he knew Dark Eldar basically were. They had attacked him at one point, but he fought back the boarding party nearly single handed and his Weirdboy managed to navigate them into a warp rift. He disliked the idea of running, but he had decided not to die before Gituzga. He knew Dark Eldar were crafty and, above all else, cold-blooded killers. He watched Trazmir's macabre display with a mixture of unease and interest, like watching a wonderfully terrible bike accident that erupts into a final fireball, and disregarded that feeling of unease as well. These non-greens had nothing he couldn't handle.

Finally, a wave of sweet scent washed over him. Turning to the door, another human stepped aboard. Wondering exactly how many others he'd have to share the craft with, he eyed her- Another "Wumin", as they called them, the breeding members of their species. At least, thats how he thought it worked. He couldn't fathom the idea of having to set time aside just to make more humans. Orks just kind of were, and when Orks died, more came up somewhere else. They didn't have to make it happen. But the sweet perfumes were almost enough to make Bigbitz sick.

He turned to bark orders at his waiting Nobz, partly to make sure their jobs got done, partly to get some fresh air, and partly because he just felt like yelling at something, "Ey, Boyz, get dem koptaz loaded on da otha ship. You know what one da Umie's wanted us to use, so git to it. An' stick wif 'em. I don't want no pinkies messin wif our fingz."

They all grunted in acknowledgment, except his Weidboy, who seemed to be way too calm for any greenie to ever be for some reason. Bigbitz was sure he wasn't doing this before Sabbatine arrived.

"Ey! Wake up, ya grot!" Bigbitz snarled, and knocked him on the head with his metallic arm. The weirdboy snapped out of it, and looking at Sabbatine with curiosity laced with overt superstition, followed the others to get the Koptas onto a nearby transport.


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Slaeydr was silent for a moment after Trazmir had spoke then responded in his usual pleasant nature.
"Nice mask you got there. Looks authentic, not one of the fakes that I occasionally see people flaunting." He complimented, "I'm afraid if you were hoping me to get angry that isn't very likely. I rarely get emotional when not taking part in a Dance. As for your last comment I would love for us to become friends, especially if it leads to future partnerships. The regular Craftworld Eldar often choose to leave the Chaos forces when they themselves are not in danger and we Harlequins often have difficulty raising the numbers for a large attacks."

As Sabbatine entered Slaeydr responded to her comment.
"On the contrary Sister," he explained, "We have reason to believe that the Dark Powers are sponsoring the Orks in some way. By the way nice incense, really clears the mind." With that finished he quickly moved and sat next to Trazmir and started going over a list of Chaos strongholds and bases in detail stating which would be suitable for raids once the current mission was over. . .

"Playing Warhammer is just like making love. It's usually done on a table and afterwards you always feel great shame. Plus like most fun things the older you get the less fun it becomes. So remember, always wear a condom while playing Warhammer - I've got mine on now."
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Bigbitz, for the first time, was actually interested in what someone had said just now. Completely and blatantly interrupting Enoch, he asked "Dijoo jus' say Gituzga was workin' wif Kayos?", his fury quickly building into a barely controlled rage.

All his Boyz, given over to Chaos as soldiers, or worse. Bigbitz was livid at the thought, a completely new fury tearing at him. They hadn't gone on a Waaaaaagh! at all. Gituzga just needed more Boyz to serve Chaos. Thats why nobody seemed to know where this supposed journey was even headed. He'd lied to all Bigbitz's boys, and given them over to whatever vile wills the Chaos gods had for them. That git would pay with his life.

Bigbitz was brought back to reality by a metallic "Ping", followed by a sound like metal twisting. He suddenly realized he had grabbed one of the shelves with his bionic arm, and had nearly bent it in two. He let it go, and returned his attention to Enoch.

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As soon as the Ork Bigbitz started to fly into a violent rage, Trazmir pulled out his stinger and loaded it with tranquiliser bacteria that they used for knocking out defenders in a raid and taking them back to the midnight city of Commorragh to be tortured. He pointed it at the Ork, finger on trigger. He was not going to be killed by a puny Ork.
As soon as Bigbitz calmed down, Trazmir quickly holstered his gun and carried on thinking about ideas for new bacterias.

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