Post by Iron Warrior on Feb 5, 2009 6:13:43 GMT -5
"It started in a small city, the PDF was in ruin. Something had then chasing shadows in the cities. It was days ago, before the wide spread panic, that they found the first victims. Corpses splayed open from the throat to stomach. The organs were strewn about the rooms hanging like a menagerie of gore. The Arbites waved it off as a murder. Then another happened in another city and another and another. Until everyone was scared to leave their own homes. The Arbites started by making people be off the streets with a curfew."
The man took a drag from a stim stick with shaking hands. His clothes were that of a PDF trooper. Blooded and dirty they have seen combat. The man was unshaven medium build with a angular nose and short cut hair. He was sitting in the middle of a room barely lit by a glowing lamp.
"The murders still continued. This time it reached the planetary governors home. He, His wife and children were butchered and their innards draped over desks, furniture and the heads were smashed in. His was missing. They didn't know who or what got in and have done this. All they knew was that these murders were growing and escalating to people of power. The Judges of the Arbites, The Cardinal, the Governor General, even the Commissariat was hit with the killing Commissar Attkin. Thats when the organized the PDF to lock down the cities along side the Imperial Guard. "
The man places his face in the palms of his gloved hands and spoke further.
"That's when we first saw them...it...red as blood, horned daemons with wicked blades. They killed the first platoon of hive Tempora first. They didn't even know what hit them until it was too late. They came from no where, as if appearing from out of thin air. They tore through our first ranks within seconds and before they could organize a defense they have already surrounded us and were butchering those that were left standing. I saw what was left when my platoon was to clean up the mess and retake that hab block."
The man looked up with a crazed look in his eyes.
"They took their heads!! All of them!"
The man collapsed in a sobbing heap.
"I believe you, soldier" Said a female tone, firm yet comforting. "You have served the Emperor well." She leveled a bolt pistol to his head and pulled the trigger. In a loud bang the mans lifeless corpse fell to the floor with a thump. In the light stood a female in white and red battle plate of the Sisters of Battle. Her short cut black hair accentuating the paleness of her face. She turned to the other occupant of the dark building.
"We have a daemonic incursion on our hands. This would be better served by the Ordo Malleus but the ordos agents in this sector have gone missing, presumed dead. The Astartes are fighting a number of Ork invasions and Chaos attacks. Our resources are thin and our allies thinner." The sister holstered her side arm and looked into the darkness at the tall shadow."
The tone of the voice was deep and powerful as if he held authority.
"I have gathered reports from the late Governer Generals office and from the cardinals replacement, the Vicar of Tempora. Battlefield commissioned officers and Preachers have bared whiteness to two individuals that seem to be organizing the attacks. Two large Daemons, one had been identified as Skulltaker, a Herald of Khorne. If this it true then an full blown daemonic invasion is inevitable. They are heralding the coming of a dark age for this planet as they are in the final stages of their summoning."
The sister looks up, "Final stages, are we too late to stop this?"
The voice from the shadows confirms her question, "Yes, I also commandeered sacred documents form the late Ordo Malleus teams ship on the eastern fringe crater of this planet. They have information concerning this planets dark past. Apparently this is not the first time this planet has come under a dimensional siege from other worldy beings. Twice before form Daemons and once from an Alien race called the Eldar. Both seeking the whereabouts of the ruins of Thellmasarian. Apparently these ruins contain a warp rift which allow Daemons to pass through it. Even greater ones not capable of sustaining their powers in the real space. Thier is mention of one such Great Daemon, Angar'ach or Angar'ack, the translation is off and not my area of expertise. The ritual needs 8 skulls from individuals either displaying some latent or active psychic activity. The Cardinal was an active psyker as was the Militant general of the PDF, this kept from imperial records, erased by the ordo malleus.
"That is only two" interupted the Sister.
The man in the shadow continued. "The imperial Guard employed the service of an Imperial Psyker under the command of Commissar Attkin, he and the Commissar are deceased and the Psykers head went missing as well. That makes 3. Your late Sister Superior also had latent psychic power, 4, and The Grey Knights all contain some amount of psychic potential. I'm sure there is a handful of Grey Knights that will fill that requirement for the ritual. I'm afraid the next time we encounter the enemy it will have some greater malevolence leading it that goes by Angar'ack. Lets pray that we have the means to destroy it by then.
The man took a drag from a stim stick with shaking hands. His clothes were that of a PDF trooper. Blooded and dirty they have seen combat. The man was unshaven medium build with a angular nose and short cut hair. He was sitting in the middle of a room barely lit by a glowing lamp.
"The murders still continued. This time it reached the planetary governors home. He, His wife and children were butchered and their innards draped over desks, furniture and the heads were smashed in. His was missing. They didn't know who or what got in and have done this. All they knew was that these murders were growing and escalating to people of power. The Judges of the Arbites, The Cardinal, the Governor General, even the Commissariat was hit with the killing Commissar Attkin. Thats when the organized the PDF to lock down the cities along side the Imperial Guard. "
The man places his face in the palms of his gloved hands and spoke further.
"That's when we first saw them...it...red as blood, horned daemons with wicked blades. They killed the first platoon of hive Tempora first. They didn't even know what hit them until it was too late. They came from no where, as if appearing from out of thin air. They tore through our first ranks within seconds and before they could organize a defense they have already surrounded us and were butchering those that were left standing. I saw what was left when my platoon was to clean up the mess and retake that hab block."
The man looked up with a crazed look in his eyes.
"They took their heads!! All of them!"
The man collapsed in a sobbing heap.
"I believe you, soldier" Said a female tone, firm yet comforting. "You have served the Emperor well." She leveled a bolt pistol to his head and pulled the trigger. In a loud bang the mans lifeless corpse fell to the floor with a thump. In the light stood a female in white and red battle plate of the Sisters of Battle. Her short cut black hair accentuating the paleness of her face. She turned to the other occupant of the dark building.
"We have a daemonic incursion on our hands. This would be better served by the Ordo Malleus but the ordos agents in this sector have gone missing, presumed dead. The Astartes are fighting a number of Ork invasions and Chaos attacks. Our resources are thin and our allies thinner." The sister holstered her side arm and looked into the darkness at the tall shadow."
The tone of the voice was deep and powerful as if he held authority.
"I have gathered reports from the late Governer Generals office and from the cardinals replacement, the Vicar of Tempora. Battlefield commissioned officers and Preachers have bared whiteness to two individuals that seem to be organizing the attacks. Two large Daemons, one had been identified as Skulltaker, a Herald of Khorne. If this it true then an full blown daemonic invasion is inevitable. They are heralding the coming of a dark age for this planet as they are in the final stages of their summoning."
The sister looks up, "Final stages, are we too late to stop this?"
The voice from the shadows confirms her question, "Yes, I also commandeered sacred documents form the late Ordo Malleus teams ship on the eastern fringe crater of this planet. They have information concerning this planets dark past. Apparently this is not the first time this planet has come under a dimensional siege from other worldy beings. Twice before form Daemons and once from an Alien race called the Eldar. Both seeking the whereabouts of the ruins of Thellmasarian. Apparently these ruins contain a warp rift which allow Daemons to pass through it. Even greater ones not capable of sustaining their powers in the real space. Thier is mention of one such Great Daemon, Angar'ach or Angar'ack, the translation is off and not my area of expertise. The ritual needs 8 skulls from individuals either displaying some latent or active psychic activity. The Cardinal was an active psyker as was the Militant general of the PDF, this kept from imperial records, erased by the ordo malleus.
"That is only two" interupted the Sister.
The man in the shadow continued. "The imperial Guard employed the service of an Imperial Psyker under the command of Commissar Attkin, he and the Commissar are deceased and the Psykers head went missing as well. That makes 3. Your late Sister Superior also had latent psychic power, 4, and The Grey Knights all contain some amount of psychic potential. I'm sure there is a handful of Grey Knights that will fill that requirement for the ritual. I'm afraid the next time we encounter the enemy it will have some greater malevolence leading it that goes by Angar'ack. Lets pray that we have the means to destroy it by then.
