Eighth

As Eighth was hatched he felt knowledge and memories being feed into him by mother. A connection was formed with a simple mind with him. His devourer was awake and eager to do his bidding. Eighth stood and looked around the cave, it was large, but mother looked cramped with her large form inside.

Just then a mind touched him, fourth showed him creatures sneaking to the nest, and relayed where their food was hiding. Eight strode to the cave opening, and looked out, seeing where the prey was he leveled his Devourer and sprayed the enemy killing one. Eighth was intentionally making himself a target and he relayed this mental image to fourth.

After a moment the prey returned fire and eighth caught a couple rounds in the side. Eight started running in a strafe style opposite from fourth's position and resumed his Devourers fire, urging it to fire even faster!

Eight was successful in driving most of the prey from there hiding position. But not before he took one hit from a sniper rifle. The devourer caused great fear in their puny minds, and drove them out and away from Eighth, into the close up attack of Fourth and his lash whip.

 

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Second saw more of the metal beasts approach and regurgitate small flesh creatures from its belly as it appraoched the small horde. Second was attracted to a shiny warrior standing in the front; a warrior that was remarkably similar to the large warrior he had killed earlier. He didn't have much time to ponder it as his brethern and his own hormogaunts charged down into the valley and starit towards the metal beasts.

Second decided to take it easy, to wait for an opening instead of rushing right on in. The impulse in his head screamed aggresstion, but his mind slightly overode it in an attempt of self-preservation. something about this feeling didn't set easy with him, for he felt alone, independant when he experienced it. It creeped him out.

Suddenly the beats spatt foruth and red beams struck Second's armor, causing him to screech. "DDDDDiiiiiiiieeeeeeee," he mentally screeched and charged the two smaller beasts, easily killing on with his Deathspitter. As he approached the second one the third metal beast started spitting to, but a different noise was made as it did so, a more boom, boom than hiss, hiss. One of its round hit Second in the side, and the solid round tore off one of his arms. Screeching, he dove behind the second metal beast, using his claws to ripp its side open and cause it to explode in front of him.

Fleshy creature ran out screaming, on fire as the third beast moved rapidly, much to Seconds suprise. It spat again and another round struck his tail, causing it to bleed badly. Second rolled, lept, and then dived into a hole, rolled again, and then lept from the hole right into the face of the enemy beast. He easily sliced off its mouth and then proceeded to shoot into its belly. The beast went silent, but not before a fleshy creature popped out of a hole in its back with a gun in its hand.

"For humanity, die xeno scum!," and it shoot it right into Seconds nose, the shoot missing his brain by a mere millimeters. Completely disoriented and blind with rage Second cut the creature down with anger and then proceeded to butcher the remaining fleshy creature. He took more wounds as he battle them, one actually slicing the back of his tail off again as he tried to crush it beneath his weight.

Later..................when all was said and done Second limped back towards the cave, barely held together with all of his wounds. Finding a hidden crevice he crawled into it, and collapsed from blood lose as his body tried to compensate for all the damage it had taken.

 

Fourth, aware of the new brood members, got an image from the eighth, he was drawing them away and fourth knew just what to do, he ran up behind the hiding prey and lashwhiped one, throwing him aside into a spiky rock, biting anothers head off and then frireig upon two others at point blank. The termigaunts that had survived with fourth opend fire and killed the rest of the sneaky prey and the went after the ones coming out of the metal beasts, and fourth ran to join the defencive of helping mother.

 

Third screeched as he hauled his weight forward into the blue enemy, causing him to stagger back. Third didn't bother attacking this one; he learned from his last encounter that fighting one would be suicide. Rising from his prey, Third cast a mocking glance towards Seventh, licking his lips with pleasure. This one has determination and courage - like me. If he were to master his strength in brutality as well, Mother would prefer him over me! Seventh would definately be a pleasure to work with...ireful2

Third turned his head back to the action. Hot red projectiles bounced off his thick carapace as he charged forward. The frightened men moved out of the way, but Third's long arms stretched out and snagged one by the vest. The petty creature screamed as he was dragged towards the Warrior. Third thrust his second Scything Talon into the man's side and charged forward letting off high velocity shots from his dual Spinefists. The lasers bounced off the corpse's vest as Third continued the charge.

Finally sick of not being able to get bloody, Third released the corpse and leapt an incredible distance. Third smashed into a condensed group of unanimous men, crushing two beneath his immense weight, and slashing apart another two with his talons. The remaining few men shouted and fired into Third's unprotected chest. Screaming with determination and hatred, Third reared upward and began a headlong charge into the dissatisfied prey.

 

Fifth let out a rage-filled screech, it knew that the blue-carapaced beast was a threat and it instinctively felt that if it could kill this beast then its claim to the leadership of the Brood would be solidified a bit more.

Using the others distraction to its advantage it circled round behind the humans and, tearing the head clean off ones shoulders and backhanding another into a metal-beast, it attacked the blue-armoured creature with an ear-piercing shriek

The creature heard his less-then-silent approach and spun, dealing Fifth a blow that knocked it to the ground, it was up in a moment and dodged backwards to avoid a hail of explosive bullets.
Circling the human and subsequently dodging any attempts made to hit or shoot Fifth, it sent a pulse along the synapse link and drew four of the wandering Termagaunts to it, the ‘Gaunts attacked and slew three stormtroopers before beginning to open fire upon the Ultramarine.

Fifth hissed and darted in, scoring the armour of its opponent, creating shallow rents and earned a bolt round in its shoulder, though at such close range the bolt punched through Fifth’s shoulder, knocking it back, and detonated behind it.

The Tyranid pulled back, firing its devourer at another human to vent its frustration, but Fifth would now be more cautious with this enemy, less likely to rush in with a berserker fury.

 

Sixth saw the metal gun-beasts and immediately turned away from them and fled behind a tree, if they saw Saw Six, they would more of these gun-beasts. He must kill them quickly.
Six climbed up the tree and ended up next to the gunbeasts, they had foolishly tried to camoflauge themselves as trees, but had ended up just giving Six a place to attack from.
Six leapt onto the first gunbeast and heard one of the humans inside yell a curse. He walked outside to see what the comotion was only to find that a sything talon had already cut off his head. Six then jumped down and pumped the other human full of larve.
Six then jumped onto the roof of the next gun-beast and as the human came out, he drew a combat knife as six's talons came round. the knife was knocked out of his hand but he had saved his life.
Six jumped down and promptly put its sything talon through the mans gut, before jumping inside the cabin, but first a human shot at him. It went through his sything talon and made Six jump back, but all Six did was shoot the human to death.
When he came out of the second gun-beast, he saw a small brood of termagants had attacked the third gun-beast. As the humans were busy defending their gun-beast. Six came up behind them and put a sything talon through them.
Six then reared up and roared.

 

Time for a bigger target...

First could see the battle unfolding in the distance. He broke into a run, eager to be reunited with his brood and the pleasant mental bonds with them and Mother... He began to cry out in anticipation as he ran, ecstatic joy permeating his every thought at this bloody reunion.

- - -

The brood had begun to reunite their minds as they fought. The scouts had been slain, protecting Mother and the transports that had brought them were reduced to smoking wrecks. The humans who had attempted to slay the brood were themselves dead or dying, and now only the lone blue armoured warrior still stood, squaring off against Fifth.

Sixth heard the call, and reorienting himself, began to fall back to the nest.

Fifth was being far more cautious now, despite having succeeded in removing the marine`s projectile weapon. In response, it had drawn a sword with rapidly rotating teeth and brandished it in a very threatening manner. The rest of the brood had begun to cluster around the two combatants, though they were seemingly unsure of the best course of action. Two others besides Fifth had already felt the creature`s wrath and the rest were not in prime condition, particularly Second.

Fifth roared and launched another attack, determined to prove his worth as the new brood leader. His limbs moved as swiftly and deftly as a perfect warrior`s would, but the superhuman matched his every stroke, his every thrust and led the tyranid warrior on an infuriating round of dodges and parries.

Fifth`s patience and temper finally gave out, and he rushed forward, hoping to throw the marine off balance. But instead the human simple rolled back with the charge, lashing out with his sword and opening a wound in Fifth`s torso as he sailed overhead. Fifth landed heavily, rolling onto his back as the marine raised his retrieved weapon.

For a brief moment, something nagged at Fifth`s mind. Why had the others not intervened at this point? Something else had the brood`s attention.
Fortunately for Fifth, it had the marine`s attention as well.

No sooner had the marine turned to face than a hail of spines impacted its chest. Before it could right itself, it was shot again. First advanced relentlessly, unleashing salvoes of spines without hesitation or distraction. When at last he had closed the gap, a thrust from his bonesword ended the human`s life.

Taking a moment to absorb the emotions of his broodmates, the injured and hardened, the just arrived Sixth, the newborns and at last... Fifth.

First took a step forward, a low growl building from within as the Fifth born stood, staring back. Before any further interaction could be taken, a massive wave of distress ran through their minds all at once, paralyzing them all with a dread that each of them could not overcome. In an instant, they all knew that something horrific was about to happen. And they were powerless to stop it...

Moments late, the mountain behind them exploded, a huge fireball erupting from the cave entrance with a thunderous explosion of such force that the entire brood were thrown half a dozen metres through the air. At the same time, a psychic death knell permeated them all. To the children of the Hive, it was a feeling worse than the primeordial terror that accompanies the face of imminent death. Worse than the pain of a fiery battle.

The death of the brood primogenitor.

Mother had been slain...



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Things are about to start picking up.

All: Describe your actions during the last minutes of the battle as Fifth squared off against the marine.
Then describe how you feel when First returned. Are you pleased? Displeased? Do you care at all?
Then finally, describe the agonising moment that you sensed Mother`s demise.

With Mother dead, all links to the Hive are gone. Though the brood is essentially still in telepathic contact with one another, you are now free from the slave influence of the Hive emitted by Mother. Will you still look to First as your leader as the dominant predator of the group? Will you attempt to sieze control yourself? Regardless of your thoughts or desires, don`t act on them just yet.

 

Second awoke to a calm, cold cave around him and realised that his wounds had mostly healed. He moved, alittle stiff, and stretched out, yawning at the same time.

BAM, WWWOOOSSHHH, and an intense wave of heat and flame shot past the crevice he was in. Second felt a pain, a pain so great is caused him to spasm on the floor as the pain wracked his brain from side to side. A hideous cry crossed the telepathic void between him and the rest, and echoing death cry that sounded vaguely familiar. As it died down Second realised that he couldn't sense Mother anymore.

What was worse, that strange feeling of independence came back, and stayed put in his mind, the tightness feel evaporated like mist and he sat there, wonder what to do next. Second decided that he should go back to sleep and lket his body finish healing.

 

Fourth was running to the battle with the blue warrior when he saw 5th, astonished that the unkown entity was first, watched him take down the blue warrior with 3 salvoes from his spine fist, but it was short lived as the cave exploded and mother was blown to bits as fleshy gibs flew across the cavurn, fourth screamed in rage as he lost his connection with mother, but then felt something strange, was it freedom? It felt wounderful and offset his mind from the destruction, making him very confused, so he just sat on the ground and started thinking.

 

Eighth was chasing down a couple fleeing guardsmen finishing them with his devourer when the mountain exploded. The sudden death knell, made eighth kneel. It was minutes before his mind was somewhat clear. He stood and started back towards the now burning hillside, and his brood. When he arrived he was enraged, he had hatered for the prey, and for himself and his brothers for not protecting mother. To the others his rage was palpable. He wanted to kill. He wanted to see blood and gore and guts. He wanted to eat dead burnt bodies, with veins in his teeth. KILL KILL

 

Third slashed his way through the remaining humans as they fired desperately at the advancing brute. Third roared in victory, firing blind shots into the ceiling. Out of the corner of Third's eye, he saw Fifth land heavily on his back, the man in blue tower over him. Pathetic! Mother will be ashamed of him...

Third raced on to the aid of Fifth. He was too slow, however, as First stole the prey from him. Third grinned. Mother's finest is back to lead us once more!

The moment of happiness only lasted a moment, however, as the cavern exploded, showering debris throughout the tunnel. Unexplainable emotions suddenly flooded through Third. Emotions he couldn't feel while Mother was still around. Emotions of despair, sadness, and hopelessness overcame him. His body trembled uncontrollably and fell to the ground. Why!? With Mother gone, what's left to fight for? Third squealed loudly, and screamed with despair. His tail thrashed around violently and his Scything Talons batted against the ground. He whined and screamed some more. He rolled and shook all over the cavern floor.

This was it. She's gone. It's all over... What could have prevented it? Had the humans not been able to sneak into Mother's nest, she wouldn't have died! Someone should have been guarding her so that this would never have had to happen! IT'S FIRSTS FAULT! WHY WASN'T HE PROTECTING MOTHER!? HE STRAYED FROM HER WILL! She was calling him for aid, but he disobeyed her; he WANTED her to die, so that HE would regain command of the brood!

Third shot a glance towards First, his fangs clenched so hard that saliva was pooling from his mouth.

 

Fifth had circled the blue-armoured warrior, and eventually lost his patience, in a blur of activity that ended up with Fifth vulnerable on its back; struggling to rise as it waited for the deathblow.
Why had the others not intervened? It soon found the answer.
First
The enemy was felled by First, ending whatever slim chance Fifth had had of proving its worth as Brood Leader, but then that had ended when First had lived instead of perishing from the wounds.

It stood, defiance evident in its whole body posture, prepared to defend itself if First decided to pursue vengeance; Fifth hissed in barely disguised contempt, First was back and was in a better and healthier condition then Fifth, it would not to to strike out now; it would bide its time, but before anything could happen Fifth felt a wave of distress emanatiing from Mother, what was happening?
A shiver of dread made its way up Fifths spine, no! No, no ,no this couldnt happen! But there was nothing any of them could do to stop it.

Fifth was thrown down by the force of the explosion, as if an invisble hand had plucked it fro the ground and hurled it away; it remained lying there too stunned to move, to think coherently.
Mother? Gone, so was the Hive, at least the beginnings of the Hive, all gone, nothing to be done now.

Its mind reeled as Fifth stood slowly, its whole body ached and it couldnt help but replay the last moments of its fight with the blue warrior, despite the fact that Mother was dead, in a way, Fifths mind was trying to avoid the topic of the Primogenators death.

Fifth turned its head, watching as Third appeared to be having a tatntrum, and felt a small impulse of pleasure that the Third-borns ire was directed at First, it could prove useful later if that spark was fanned.
It slowly realized something, with Mother dead, all the Hive links were gone, though the synapse link was, in a wat, still there Fifth was free influence of the Hive that had been emitted by Mother.
The question was, would Fifth strike now, when it wa wounded and shocked to attempt to gain complete control of thet Brood or would it allow First to continue to be the Dominant Predator?

It would not yet act, Fifth would bide its time and wait.

 

Sixth was about to enter the cave, but as it did, a blue armoured human flew out the cave entrance, knocking Six from its feet. Six returned to its feet and stalked into the cave, to find First was in the cave, Six screeched its return, but as Six did so, the ground rumbled, then shook. Knocking Six into the air. Six roared as it landed on its injured talon.
Six got up and realised that part of its mind felt empty, he felt the lack of a controlling grip...
...Mother was dead.

 

Victory
Seventh threw the bloodied remains of one of the smaller creatures to the ground and admired his handy work, Five. Seventh had managed to slaughter five of the creatures in the fighting. Blood and bone stained the cavern floor below him, all that remained of his prey were their severed limbs that lay scattered among the the bodies of their kin.
Mother will be pleased
Standing to reach his full height Seventh turned to move towards his Brothers.
Something Was wrong, Seventh had yet to establish a physic link with any of his Brood. He didnt need to, the pain they were enduring was plain on their faces one had gone into somesort of fit.
A Chill ran down his spine and he turned suddenly panning his head in every angle as though searching for some invisible enemy. Were they under attack? They Must be, his Kin would not behave like this!..... Unless.....

Mother!
No, no,no,no,no,no! Seventh could not believe what his eyes were telling him. Mother Was Dead, he tried to reach out, tried to find Mothers mind among the ruin that was now their home. He Ran to the cave in, desperatly trying to shovel rocks out of the way in his search for Mother.What he saw disturbed him more than anything he would ever see in entire lifetime.
Mothers Blood
It sepped from the rocks weaving its way between the stones that was the Cavern roof. He recoiled in shock and disbelief, but then he sensed something, he turned and noticed that there was one more warrior than there was to start with. Seventh reached out and touched its mind.
First
He ran to him this was First surely he would know what to do? Stopping just infront of First using his physic he made his intentions clear. It went along the lines of
Leader forgive us

Seventh made up his mind he would follow First as a newborn First had much to teach, It is what Mother would have wanted.

 

Painangerfearhatredremorsejoyanticipationdevotionhatredsadnessrevenge...

A spectrum of emotions flowed through First`s mind in an instant, emotions his mind was never supposed to know or experience. With Mother dead, he was finally able to experience them freely, rather than the swiftly suppressed fleeting emotions he had barely remembered from the past...

But there was dissent... Though the synaptic link was tenuous now, it was still present. Like him, all the other members of the brood were struggling to contend with conflicting emotions and unsure of how to act. First was no fool, he immediately realized that he would have to solidify his hold over the others or risk being killed by a potential usurper. Fifth he suspected the most, but there was no doubting the glint of ire that burned in Third`s eyes and mind...

First roared and raised his bonesword high, the crackling psionic energy emanating in the area and suffusing them with a sensation of energetic vitality that drew them all close. First was at least thankful that Mother had been able to spawn several more warriors before her death, it would make the task he had planned so much easier.

One emotion, despite all notions of freedom, had stuck in his mind; revenge. He wanted nothing more than to brutally slay and devour those that had taken Mother from him. And no human army, no potential usurpers, no fledgling emotions would hold him back...

- - -

Hours later, in the dead of night outside the Capital Hive City of Tarsis Ultra...

- - -

They had begun to scale the walls with ease. This enormous metal nest consisted of hundreds of layers, each one containing settlements like those they had attacked before. First could tell that there was going to be many hunts here, many would die but for nothing more than vengeance. Mother could no longer help them, and none of the tyranid warriors were biologically equipped to reproduce...

They found a way in a short distance up the wall. First sent his initial commands, taking careful note of how each brood member responded.

The area around them promised a rich hunting ground...


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ooc: sorry for non specific updates, I`ll assign you each more specific tasks soon...

All: First has ordered you to scour the immediate area. You have entered a run down area of the Hive City, a slums inhabited by homeless beggars and Gang members. Describe your initial response to First`s command. Do you comply willingly? Grudgingly? Not at all? Will you just skulk in the shadows, plotting your own advancement?

Whatever your choice, I want a detailed post. Describe the emotions that led to your choice.

 

Seventh

Human's, Seventh could smell them, sense them, feel their very presence. They didn’t even attempt to hide it. Seventh wadded slowly through the shadows despite his massive form he had managed to avoid most of the armed patrols. His surroundings were strange to him; they were not natural most likely made by the strange creatures that had harassed them all this time. Huge towering buildings loomed all around him blocking out all natural light. Small glowing creatures that seemed to be spaced evenly throughout the streets were the only bastions of light among this grim and dark place. Everything around him was in disrepair from the tallest point of all the buildings to the road he was standing on. Seventh would remember when he had tried to lean on one of the numerous stone walls, just waiting for one of the small ones young to pass. It had fallen in on itself, revealing a collection of creatures gathered around a square shaped object, feasting on prey of their own.
He had killed them all; they would have given his position away otherwise.

Why First had brought them here Seventh did not know all he was told was that he was to scout the area. He didn’t know if First knew it but he was stalking him running parallel to the streets First traversed. He knew that that his other kin saw him as weak, as the Newborn who cant live up to their standard. But Mother had chosen him for a reason, Mother knew him, Mother understood him, Mother knew his potential, Mother knew his strength and his drive.
But Mother was Dead.
Oh, how he would make the small things pay, But for know he had to be planning ahead. That was a knew word for Seventh Planning it was something Mother used to do. He must show First his value please First, Mother had favored First, she would want that

Something was coming; it was coming fast which meant it must be one of the huge cold creatures the small things rode upon. Its headlights blaring it came speeding towards him, had he been spotted? No, but any moment now it would notice his large bulky form blocking up the road. There was no time to think; Seventh leapt sideways, he was lucky an open doorway was there to greet him. The Beast flew past outside the doorway completely ignorant of his presence. The Room was pitch black and empty, Seventh thought about resting here and he would but First was on the move again, so he emerged from the Building and embraced the Darkness of the night once more and set out to walk the streets.

 

Sixth silently ran down the street with almost Lictor like stealth.
Wait, what was a Lictor...
...Then the thoughts flooded into Six, it grew a new memory, it knew what different Tyranid, wait...
...Tyranid, that was the name of its race, and it was a Warrior. Six was a leader organism.
Six retreated into the darkness, a thousand new words and meanings flooded his mind space.
As Six stumbled into the dark he heard a human yelling at something. Six crept up behind the human and found it was yelling into a device it held in its claw. Six outstretched his sything talon and silently slit the humans throat without a scream coming from its lips.
Six then scuttled into the darkness and dived into the new memory it had just found.

 

Eighth had found his way into the super structure of the level the brood was on. Looking down on his prey he was curious about them. He followed a group of them till they stopped in a somewhat secluded spot. Eight was easily swooping about the nest of pipes and supports in the super structure. He positioned himself so they would have no escape, and leveled his devourer and sprayed. they screams could be heard for a mile in the underhive. Then eighth waited in silence to see who would come and to ambush them as well.

 

Second crept along with his one gaunt in tow, slowly moving so as not to distract the attention of the fleshy creatures all around them. For such a large human city it seemed to be deteriorating like a Hive Queens stomach. It didn't much mattere though for all Second could think about was this new found feeling of freedom, freedom to act and do as he pleased. It was a wierd feeling, one where he could float around without the wieght that had often accompanied commands from Mother.

He also felt lonely, however, without that usually comforting embrace. Again, it didn't matter, for he followed First's intructions now. He needed a leader, someone to follow, someone to give him a task to complete, for that was the whole point of Seconds existence.

Finally reaching a deserted cliff hanging with iron bars(actually a jail cell with a busted window), he decided to settle down and him and the gaunt fewll asleep while waiting for more commands from First.

 

Third hated First. An emotion that was alien to him, but it seemed to just fit him perfectly. Mother's death triggered within him pain and anger. First's order was to destroy this area. As much as Third wanted to pounce upon First, he reastrained himself: It's too risky. First is a skilled fighter, even if he does have but a single arm. That, plus his fellow broodmates would attack Third as well if their leader was in danger.

Third wasn't like these humans: Cowering in the dark safety of this dank lair, running and cowering from Third's broodmates. Third was tough, agile, and ferocious. He realized now that he wasn't like the the others; he was strong, and they were weak. Pitiful, cowering like the humans, killing their prey from a distance with bio-weaponry. Pah! He was about to demonstrate to his fellow broodmates how a real Warrior of Mother fights! He sent out a painful pulse to all his surrounding brodmates, attempting to grab their attention.

Third let out an ear-piercing cry that echoed down the lair with a frightening pitch. He charged down the dark alcove in which he snuck in, head forward as to protect his body from incoming fire. But there was none. Third looked around in disapointment, but found an isolated group of smaller humans. They didn't port the same carapace that the others did, nor did they try to harm Third in any way, but rather they ran. First's orders were clear: Nothing shall survive!

He dashed with supernatural speed, throwing one over his bulky shoulder with his head, while flailing his Scything Talons into another two. Turning his attention towards the one he wounded, the last thing the human saw was a giant hoof growing before his eyes.

The remaining human was hit in the back by a heavy spine ejected from one of his Spinefists. Continuing his run down the alleyway, Third screamed once more in pride.

 

First worked his way along the alleys and crevices of this enormous metal structure. Holes and lairs were scattered everywhere, humans hiding and resting in almost every one. He battered down a flimsy barrier at the front of one of the structures, snarling in raw aggression as he stalked inside.

Screams greeted him. Rushing forward to capitalise on his surprise attack, First cleaved two of them apart with his sword and gripped a third with his empty hand. He clenched his fist, crushing the human`s torso with a sickening squelch. A mother cowered in the corner with three children.

A new emotion briefly flickered through First`s mind... Empathy...? It was foreign, alien, incomprehensible...

He gave it no further thought as he raised his spinefist and fired. A hail of lethal spines tore through the group of huddled creatures, killing them swiftly. With their deaths, the contempt that had overcome First returned and he left the hut, not even bothering to feed...

Some time passed in this fashion, First and his broodmates scouring the area as they searched for a sign of resistance. But it seemed that none was coming. The warriors were free to hunt and feed at will, or so it seemed.

- - -

Much more time had passed. All the humans in this lower section had been slain, the only thing left to do was seek more prey. Leading by psionic emanations, First called telepathically for the brood to follow from wherever they were. A few of the brood had seemingly faded in his mind, whether by choice or lack of focus First could not tell...

- - -

In the next section of the Underhive...

- - -

First was completely taken by surprise as he entered the next sector of the undercity. Rather than the quiet semi-deserted habitats they had found previously, this section was full of activity. Violent activity.
Humans of various stature and appearance were openly attacking their military counterparts. First was dimly aware of this kind of behaviour. Humans, being without a unifying mind such as that of his race, were susceptible to bouts of greed and malcontent. Clearly the oppressive nature of the world`s leader was upsetting to the inhabitants of this metal Hive, and so the humans had been forced to cull their own kind.

Such drastic measures were rarely necessary among the denizens of the Tyranid Hive, but First quietly wondered how long that would last with the likes of Third and Fifth in their midst. Their emotions, while clouded, were not completely hidden from First...
Nonetheless, their course was clear for now. They needed to ascend to the higher levels of this metal and concrete Hive City, where they could strike at the heart of this world...

First issued the commands.


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Hundreds of civilians are rebelling before us. Hundreds of PDF troopers are attempting to quell the fighting. Use the infighting to your advantage.

Second: Take up a commanding position and fire into the melee of humans below. It matters not whether you kill civilian or soldier, so long as they die.

Third + Fourth: First`s command is suitably blunt. Kill. Charge into the thick of it where your melee weapons serve strongest.

Fifth: First has commanded you to seek out a means of climbing to the upper levels. The unmistakeable tone of his thoughts suggest he deliberately chose you to be the first to tread unknown territory... If warpspawned cannot post by next weekend I`ll post on his behalf as per request.

Sixth: First seems more intent on the actions of Third and Fifth than in guiding your actions. Make your own choice on how to act. Take up firing position alongside Second, or charge in with Third and Fourth?

Seventh + Eighth: Relatively newborn, First seems to have given you little attention. How do you react to this? Will you heed his commands, and attack the humans, or will you choose to aid Fifth, sensing a more worthy leader in him? Also take this oppurtunity to develop your combat styles, become more proficient with your melee or ranged capabilities.

All: The humans may number many, but they are not truly capable warriors. I expect this will be a massacre...

 

Sixth took up position next to Second and rained fire upon the humans. Sixth felt an emotion it had never felt before...Joy. He took joy in the slaughter of such small beings, they were like putty, you could destroy them with but a look.
Sixth screeched as one of the humans made it past its devourers attention and ran at Six with a weapon.Six easily swiped the Human aside but he felt an emotion he'd never felt before. Anger, at itself for letting the weak human avoid its attention.
Six had to learn to control its emotions. Otherwise it would mean the end for Sixth

 

Eighth has been feeding excess bio matter to his devourer, making it grow larger and over sized. He even attached his third arm to it to support it's weight. It now shoots stronger and much faster. The leech worms inside would burrow even stronger.

Eighth decided he needs to make himself noticed by First. So hr decided to shadow first, anticipating his moves as best he could. He begins shooting the humans that first is going for before he closes for melee. Then he starts using his Devourer as crowd control. Killing a few here and there, letting their horrible screams goad the humans together in large huddled crowds, so the others could have a feeding frenzy.

Later he noticed the soldier humans keep going back to a small metal hut, for reinforcement. He decided to use his devourer to herd as many of the humans into this small metal building as he could. Then he climbed atop the building. Then he unloaded on the building. Eighth knew that his powerful brain-leech worm Devourer would penetrate the thin walls of this hut. Eighth waiting above the door with his devourer would mow down any that flee for their life.

 

Second awoke from his long nap, rested and ready for anything that might come his way. he nudged the gaunt next to him and they walked out of the hallway and out onto an open metal hill that overlooked the entire metal landscape. The place was filled with humans, and the sounds of battle, and the scent of blood. It smelled soo...................good!

Second put his two front legs up and peered over the edge and into the mass of humans that stood below him. It seemed that the mass of creatures were trying to overpower bigger looking green humans armed with some type of shok arms and red beams of death; similar to the ones that had tried and kill Second earlier.

Second looked over to the gaunt and sent a telepathic message, one brimming with delight, which that gaunt eagerly agreed with and they both positioned themselves up on the balcony. then they let loose with an ear splitting cry as they fired their Deathspiters into the massive throng on flashy creatyres that were arrayed below them. At first it was noisy as normal, then panick broke out amoungst them. they scattered, some of the green ones firing up at the balcony, chips of metal flying arouns him. He turned and fired in controled bursts, driving the humans into groups and then splattering them with the Deathspitters armor peircing beetles and felt joy at the sight of their Deaths. He saw some of his fellow brethern charge head first into the mass and start tearing them apart.

Second was having a blast!!!!!!!

 

Seventh

Humans, this was the small creatures name. Seventh stood overlooking the huge open space that was to be their killing ground. The Building he was standing upon was not like those of his previos surroundings. Compared to them this was a Metropolis paradise, strange metal beasts were everywere and the small things moved along the narrow streets like clockwork. But it was flawed the small things seemed to be fighting each other, Strange thought Seventh that dispite the threat of his own race the creatures would continue to squabble among each other. No wonder why Mother had wanted them killed.
Down bellow many humans attempted to push many other humans out of the way Seventh didnt care why, First had ordered that they must be slaughtered.
If only Mother were here
Seventh had been told little First seemed more concerned with Fifth and Third. His kin had begun the onslaught but the small things cowered away from them and ran screaming in blind terror, did they not posses their own Bio-weaponry?
Seventh decided that he should find out for himself and leapt down off his viewpoint hitting the ground level he did not let up and charged head long into the Small things, His Devourer sprayed its toxic ammunition into the crowd cutting down dozens of the Humans at a time. Many tried to escape, tried to push through the others to reach safty. To no avail the full might of Sevenths mass crashed into the group and he brought up his Claws to begin the carnage. They fell before him, blood found its way into every crevice, and onto every cobblestone. His Talons ripped men in two and gutted others all the while his Devourer cut down those who ran.
Why do they not fight?
Would not one stand up to Seventh? Do they just flee in the face of a challenge? Seventh knew only of War this was alian to him to just....run without even fighting first.
How had these creatures ever been able to defeat his Kin's mighty Hive Fleet? It was the Blue creatures, but why would they protect such a weak race?
So many questions, First will give him answers but only after he has finished what he started.
Ramming his claws up one of the small things backsides Seventh roared a warcry.
First was his leader now, Always must he please First.