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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
 

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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.
 

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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.
 

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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.
 

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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.
 

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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...

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

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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.
 

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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.
 

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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.
 

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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.
 

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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.
 

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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.
 

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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.

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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...

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In the next section of the Underhive...

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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...
 

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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
 

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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.
 

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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!!!!!!!
 

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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.
 

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Third gazed upon the chaos unleasing before him: Dozens of humans, some bearing ragged skin of many colors, while the other side bore the same, thick pattern upon themselves. These are the men who had attacked us in the past - these ones are the better fighters.

Third unleashed an earsplitting warcry as he charged into the fray. The organised warriors hid behind a flimsy barrier, topped with a wire of sorts that seemed to be holding the attacking humans at bay. Third charged through the ragged men, shoving them to sides, but not landing any killing blows as they are not the proper prey. Seeing the frightened looks on warriors, he smashed into the wooden barriers on which the spool of shining wire rested, and sent it flying through the air. Shrieking one more in the bloodlust that was about to come, Third barged into the enemies, pounding them at range with his Spinefists, or ripping them asunder in close quarters. The band of men fleed in terror as the brute completeed his pursuit, leaving only bloodied corpses in his wake.

The other prey that were originally attacking the armored men stared in amazment as well as fright. They are not our enemies - they did not try to take Mother away from us. These ones are... different. Third stared at them and reared up in pride, screaming. In the confusion, one of the men yelled with him, firing his weapon into the air blindly - something was wrong with the way he yelled. Almost as though he was hearing things. The others joined his battle cry. They think I am their leader. Stupid humans. They cannot learn the basic food chain? Playing along with them, Third decided that if he could keep their trust, they would prove to be a decent fighting force. Third roared once more and stabbed his Scything Talon towards a large group of PDF soldiers. They roared and ran with him, guns flaring. Third led them from the front, intent on gaining their trust.
 

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It had been tasked with the first foray into unexplored territory, FIfth could not help but suspect that First knew of its thoughts, or at least suspected.
Fifth curled its lip at the order, but carefully kept any and all emotions and impulses hidden from him, it would not do to give First more reasons to take action against Fifth.

With a low hiss Fifth stalked off, its frustration needed venting and despite the possible danger it was heading into it would do its duty and seek a way to avenge Mother.

Fifth avoided the fighting, sticking to the shadows, it would not do to bring attention to itself while it searched, the Tyranid ducked back into the shadows as a group of humans ran past, it waited til they were gone before moving on.

Much searching and a few mauled humans later Fifth came across an unguarded stairway, it was in a good position, low light, plenty of shadows and it could easily fit two Warriors abreast, it slipped inside stealthily and carefully made its way up, claws and devourer ready for any surprises.
 

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First cleaved humans apart indiscriminately, lasfire and crude projectiles bouncing harmlessly from his toughened hide and carapace. He growled as he fought, his mind filled with strange thoughts that he was ill suited to act upon.

After a time, he sensed the psionic impulse from Fifth. It seemed that Fifth had been more cunning than expected, successfully infiltrating the above level. With a hiss, First directed the brood to make their way towards the stairwell Fifth had discovered, killing as many humans along the way as they could.

First thought to himself for a moment. Had they caused this uprising? Were the non fighters in protest at their warriors inability to protect them? Or was there another reason for the humans to attack their own kind? Conflict was inevitable among any race, this First knew as a fact of life. But there was always a purpose. This seemingly pointless feud sparked the tyranid`s curiosity, while his brood acted upon his orders, First pushed deeper into the throng of non fighters, cleaving them apart when they became too difficult to push past.

Every now and them one of them would meet his gaze and then run.

Genestealers! Of course! There was an active genestealer cult on this world, left behind when Mother`s vessels had been destroyed. There was hope for the Hive yet, if only the patriarch of the cult could be located and controlled.

This could be a problem. Typically, the genestealers were autonomous, instinctively fleeing from the tyranid masters who seeded them. The Hive would track them however and reassert control when the time was right. Would First`s mind be powerful enough to dominate the patriarch?

!!!??!! Instantly First knew it had made a mistake. It had let an unguarded thought escape its mind, one that Fifth could take full advantage of. If he found the genestealer cult first, he may potentially gain the means to undermine First`s leadership and overthrow him. The entire brood now knew, and Fifth was not going to relent.

Roaring in a mix of trepidation and anger, First summoned the brood to his side. But would they answer?




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Fifth: It is time to act. Summon whatever allies will answer, and start searching the upper level. On the level above the riot, you will find nothing but more civilians for the moment. Kill any in your path.

The rest: It is time to make a choice. Will you follow the injured First, or will you side with the more proactive and younger Fifth?

Whoever you decide to serve, you know now that capturing a genestealer cultist will aid you in finding the patriarch, but they will try their hardest to evade you, and are difficult to see. Try to capture one, and present it to your preferred leader. I leave it to you whether you succeed or not.
 

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Second was having a blast, shooting his Deathspitter itno the crowd and whatching as they died in droves as he drove them to and froe with controlled bursts of his bio-weapon. However, as he killed, he noticed certain humans, sickly looking ones, that would be able to not only judge his fire, but doge it and escape. This not only made Second suspicious, but also frustrated. So when he received a psychic command from first about possible genestealers, he quickly responded and summoned the gaunt next to him to follow him as they made their way down the stairwell and only the open assembly area.

Finding first slaughtering in the crowd, Second caught up to hima nd with his gaunt continued after him as he seemed to chase some invisible being.
 
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