Path of The Hellforge

[Iron Warrior]

"Its been 3 stinking years since we have crashed on this rock of a planet, when is Lochren going to get us out of here." Said a large marine in terminator armor of silver and yellow.

"Calm down, you know as well as I do that The Lord has been met with resistance from every corner by the Blood Angels and Space Wolves." Said another terminator, his helmet enclosed around his head. This one wielded 2 fierce looking lighting claws

"I've heard that some of the Blood Angels got off the planet already and headed to a new sector called Boldos. Ive heard there are other foes to fight there" Said another Marine, this one only in power armor. His bolter slung over his shoulder.

"So there is a d**n way of this cursed rock! Lets go what are we waiting for?!" Said the first terminator as he stands up.

"Relax Ferbrus, we are not going anywhere without the Lords permission we are still his Iron Warriors." Said the Terminator with Lighting Claws.

"But surely Asteroth you must know something of this being Master of Ordnance, is there a way off? And why are we not taking it!?" Said Ferbrus.

Asteroth looked over his should at the mass of troops on the battlefield behind him that are currently laying siege to a small fortress, well small in his eyes. Teams of Havocs move up with the predators to launch the final assault on the walls. He turns back to Ferbrus and speaks, "Indeed there is a way off and that is the reason for this siege. The Blood Angels and Space wolves are protecting a Teleportation Device that may be able to transport us to another world, there perhaps we can find some ships" Asteroth looks at them through the helmet.

"I knew it!" snarled Ferbrus "we are finally leaving!"

"No we are not" spoke Asteroth

The Marine in power armor and Ferbrus turn there heads to Asteroth in shock of his last words.

"What do you mean?" spoke the marine in power armor.

"Lord Lochren is going to destroy the teleporter so that none of the Blood Angels or the Space Wolves will be able to flee into it." explained Asteroth.

"You've got to be kidding me!! He is going to destroy our only way off this wretched rock?! He is insane with power and revenge for what the wolf lord has done to him." proclaimed Ferbrus.

"His tactics are questionable Ferbrus, But he is an Iron Warrior and our Lord, his word is beyond contestation." Said Asteroth.

"Then we will have to cut his tongue out" sneered Ferbrus.

"Careful Ferbrus, you speak of treason" Said the Power armored marine.

"He does....choose your words carefully Ferbrus." Said Asteroth as he move closer to him. "I don't plan on spending the rest of eternity on the forsaken rock either, but i will not let you put this grand company into a rebellion either."

Ferbrus scowls at Asteroth " So what are you plans Asteroth? Your not going to let him destroy our only way off this rock are you?"

Asteroth replied, "No, In due time I will reveal my plan to you. Until then follow Lord Lochrens commands.

Ferbrus nods and walks down the hill towards his command tent in the midst of camp.

Asteroth looks at the Power armored marine left and speaks to him. "Well Moloch, it seems the Ferbrus is with us."

"Yes Master Asteroth, but his will seems to strong to bend and may prove to be a loose cannon". Replied Moloch. "On a Side note I have convinced Ipexx Zett to aid us in our cause. He will cloud the Warsmith of our real plan until it is too late."

"Filthy sorcerer, I do not think we can trust him with much more than that at this time." said Asteroth "He was the Old Lord Montreng's Sorcerer and you see where it got Lord Montreng. Face down in a trench with a power axe in his back. I want you to keep a sharp eye on him Moloch, Kill him if you suspect him of treason against us."

[Iron Warrior]

Ferbrus stood tall amongst his assault troops. Lines of Iron Warriors stood in their trenches waiting for the final limits of the walls before them give way before falling upon the breach in the wall.

Helplessly the defends fire pot shot over the em-battlements on the walls. They know their doom is quickly approaching. To hide inside a fortress against an Iron Warrior was to hide in the Lions den.

Ferbrus's men carried chain swords and bolt pistols. Each worth his Iron in battle. Many times before has Ferbrus lead his men into battle but this time something wicked was in the air. Something that he did not particularly like. He shook off the notion and concentrated on the wall before him about 200 yards from his entrenched position. Las-Cannons and Barrages of Ordnance fire came down on the weakening wall until it finally crumbled down leaving a gaping wound into the innards of the fortress.

That was Ferbrus's signal, with the wall breached now was his time to attack. He raised his Power fist into the air and issued the order for a charge. "No Quarter for them, take no prisoners" Him and his men lept from their trenches and full ahead charged over the dead-mans land. Bolter fire rang of Ferbrus's Terminator armor, other Iron Warriors were less fortunate. Ferbrus looked into the breach and could see black armored Blood Angels forming behind the hole. He recognized them as their Death Company, The Chaplain would be there too, no doubt. He would have his revenge yet. Sneering with revenge he pressed harder across the battlefield until he closed to about 20 feet of the breach, where he heard the screech of Jump Packs come from behind the wall and into his lines. Honor Guard of the Blood Angels fell from the sky and descended upon the Iron Warriors like blood stained rain. Some were shot out of the sky before they landed. One in fierce Hand to Hand combat all sense of order was lost. This is Where Ferbrus thrived, upon the chaos of combat. His fist took the head off of one blood anger with one swipe while with a back swing he sent one sprawling to his knees before ending his life.

Soon after the assault by the honor guard the Death company joined in coming out through the breach in the wall, things were looking bad for Ferbrus's assault troops.

Near the other end of the battle field far from the combat stood Asteroth patiently waiting orders near his Armored Battery of Basilisks and Deamon Engines. He looked through his Magnoculars to the breach in the wall he had cause and grinned. He say that Ferbrus's and his troops were entangled with the Blood Angels. He knew shortly he would receive the order.

Moments passed before his Comm-link activated inside his helmet. Master of Ordnance, I have firing coordinates for you commanded by Lord Lochren. 554 by 223 fire in 5 salvos. Begin firing immediately. Asteroth turned to his Master Gunner and repeated the order. The Master Gunner turned to the gun crews and repeated the order once morel The Basilisk's guns swiveled and raised high into the air to aim at the fortress. Asteroth raise the Magnoculars to his eyes again and gave the order, "Fire!"

The Basilisk opened fired with a huge roar of ordnance, the shelled we projected into the air with great force and then glided for a bit before they trained nose down towards the ground and whistled down upon their target....the massive combat just outside the Breach. The Basilisk continued its barrage until each fired 5 rounds. Nothing in front of the Breach was left alive.

When the smoke cleared a second Wave of Iron Warriors lept from their trenches and into the breach and began fighting in the courtyard.

Asteroth tossed the magnoculars to his Master Gunner. "Mission Accomplished Master Gunner"
Just then his vox unit came alive again.

"Master of Ordnance Lord Lochren wants you to meet him at the from lines as soon as possible."

"I'm on my way" replied Asteroth coldly.

He looked over to his master gunner and spoke, "Bring my land raider and have my retinue ready. I am wanted at the front lines" The master gunner nodded and went off to follow his orders.

Asteroth squinted to look at the breach, far away from the combat even his enhanced senses and Helmet magnifier it was difficult to see. He wondered what the Warsmith wanted, either way this played into his plan perfectly. Moloch is leading his troops into battle now, Lochren is going to the front and Ippex will sure be there to follow on his coat tails, Ferbrus is dead and now I am ordered to go to the front. All of us there at one time, no one could have asked for a better set up.

[Iron Warrior]

The attack has gone according to plan. Moloch has pushed back the Blood Angels and Space wolves to the interior fortress where the Teleporter is located. Lochren and Ipexx are standing in the courtyard speaking with Moloch about the situation when Asteroth arrive with his retinue or terminators.

"Ah, Master or Ordance Asteroth, finally you grace us with your presence" spoke Lord Lochren with out looking up from the data slate he is looking over. "As you can see everything is going well and accroding to plan. We will have the teleporter destroyed in no time."

Ipexx, the sorcerer, looked up at Asteroth waiting for a reply from him. Moloch nodded to a few Iron Warriors that stood nearby and they walked off into the courtyard to help elsewhere with the fight.

Lochren looked up and noticed the warrior leaving but then looked down at the data slate again.

Asteroth spoke at last, "About that Lord Lochren, many thoughts have been expressed to where we should use the teleporter for our own uses. To capture more worlds and procure a fleet. Would this not be the ideal route?"

Lochren looked up. He stood a good 9 feet tall in his burnished power armor. At his side was a Hammer made of a jet black material. A Long black flowing cloack rolled off his shoulders and down to the ground. His armor has seen many battles and the many scars and dents on it could tell countless stories of his battles. "I have heard of these expressions you speak of and indeed these are pathetic. I intend to trap the Blood Angels and Space Wolves on this planet in order to annihiliate them."

"Condeming us as well" Simply put Asteroth

"I do not like your tone Master of Ordance. Perhaps you have too much free time on your hands to be thinking of such notions of condemnation. I am ording you back to the Ordanace Battery and await my orders." Lord Lochren said

"I do have other plans Lochren" At this time Asteroths terminator retinue stepped forward and took aim with thier combi bolters. " You will renounce your Warsmith status to me and serve as my captain or Die and I will aquire your station and title."

Lorchren Looked around and saw himself surrounded but 8 terminators. Moloch and Ipexx both backed away from the terminators and Lord Lochren. Asteroth stood in from off him with his lighting claws activated. "So it has come to this Asteroth? An epic duel where winner takes all. You bore me with these antics. I have felled more powerful foes than you. Return to the Ordance Batteries and I will forget about this little infringment."

"Do not take me lightly Lochren. One way or another I will be warsmith by the days ending. And I will take this legion through the teleporter and conquer more worlds in our glory." replied Asteroth stepping closer to Lochren.

"Very well, I will have to teach you a lesson most deadly then." Lochren went to reach for his black Hammer but to his surprise it was gone from his belt. He looked around and saw Moloch holding it.

Moloch replied smacking the hammers head in his hand, "Missing this?"

"Very Clever little pilferer." He looked back upon Asteroth and spoke again. " Even unarmed I am more than a match for you." He grabed his bolt pistol from under his cloak rapidly, almost to quickly for a space marine and aimed it at Asteroth's helmet. "Asteroth dont make me kill you, you are a valuable marine to the Iron Warriors. Truly one of our greatest Marines but this insolence cannot continue. I will give you one last chance to take back your terminators and return to the Ordance Battery with out penalty."

Asteroth terminators were to slow to react fast enough to stop Lochren from drawing his pistol, they all raised thier bolters to Lochrens head and waited silently in a stand off. Lochren suddenly pulled the trigger on his bolt pistol realing a self propelled bullet at Asteroths head. Asteroths armor deflected the shot and he took advantage of the opportunity and lunged forward at Lochren bringing his lighting claws up into Lochrens chest. Lochren squeezed off another round that ricochtted of Asteroths terminator armor shoulder pad. Asteroth ripped his claw out of Lochrens chest and the borught his right claw up across Lochrens face. Lochren fell to the groub holding the bloody mess that was left of his face. The terminators then let loose a hellfire storm of bolter shots into the body of Lochren and his corpse fell limp.

Asteroth signaled the terminators to stop fireing and so the obeyed his order. Asteroth looked up at Moloch and nodded. " Go and make sure that Teleporter is not destroyed" Moloch nodded and ran off into the fortress.