This story is an unofficial story based, without permission, on the Warhammer/Warhammer 40,000 intellectual property owned by Games Workshop Ltd.
"Come, come to me, come, now."
Syakotus slowly led his Marines through the darkness of the cavern. Using the night vision of his bionic eye, he marched at a steady pace. He was brought to a halt by the groaning sounds ahead. Holding up his bionic arm, he signalled the others to stop. Korde stepped up behind.
"That doesn't sound good."
Barely able to finish his sentence, the darkness was lit up from heavy stubber fire coming from up ahead of them. Dropping to their knees and training their bolters forwards, the Marines watched the stubber fire ricochet off the stone walls, knocking dust and chunks of stone across the damp floor. Seconds later the roar of the Reavers followed the stubber fire, followed by their charge.
Syakotus was the first to his feet, unsheathing his power sword, easing his bionic finger across the power switch. A gentle hum started up with the blade turning a soft red. He ploughed his way through the darkness towards the Reavers, swinging the power sword from left to right. The first Reaver armed with the heavy stubber was the first to face his wrath. Following in his charge, Korde joined his Captain, swinging his thunder hammer into another Reaver, cracking its skull on impact. Slowly, the Marines moved forwards with their bolters trained forwards on single shot, they began taking pot shots at the first sign of a Reaver coming into view. Each shot fired momentarily lit up the darkness. Ducking and diving, Syakotus kept up his pace of attack with the Reavers.
"Captain, this is far too easy," Korde pointed out above the bolter noise.
Without warning the ground thudded. Both Syakotus and Korde stopped in their tracks. The sound of a loud roar echoed in a deafening screeched that filled up the cavern. Still looking at each other, Syakotus and Korde both said simultaneously: "Can't be."
Without warning auto-cannon fire filled up the darkness. Those of the Reavers still standing were cut to pieces. The sounds of their screams were drowned out by the immense noise of the auto-cannon, creating a white noise of sound. Both Syakotus and Korde dropped to their chests, hard across the damp floor, with large specks of dust covering them over.
Judson, Niven and Bealon, were the first to be hit by the constant raging screeching shells. The three were knocked hard on to their backs.
Lebenzon looked up whilst reloading his bolter; his eyes became bloodshot red from the sight of the dreadnaught stepping into view. Once he'd loaded the clip into his bolter he trained it forwards on auto-fire, and began shooting. The bolt shells sprayed across the cavern bouncing off the dreadnaught's mighty armour. Still refusing to relent he loaded in another clip and again started to fire.
Behind him Horton followed suit, only trying to take up a precise aim at the medieval head of the beast thudding its way from the constant raging fire fight. Stanza dropped to his chest by Syakotus and Korde, aiming his plasma gun straight at the extended arm of the dreadnaught. With a loud scream the plasma beam burnt into the beast's arm, but that only aggravated the beast more. Horton and Lebenzon took advantage of the distraction from the plasma gun.
Leaping into the air Lebenzon landed on the dreadnaught's top. Horton dashed across its face, aiming his bolter into its eye visor. He let loose a storm of bolter shells, the sparks bounced back into his dark blue helmet, causing a score of scratches. Syakotus leapt behind the beast, clenching his bionic fingers tightly across the power sword's handle. He began cutting at the mess of multi-coloured wires running from its arms. With a most distressing roar the dreadnaught stamped its right foot forwards, knocking Lebenzon from its upper torso.Stanza shoved his plasma gun into the beast's left leg and, easing his finger across the trigger, he let loose a beam of hot plasma. The plasma beam cut through the leg, knocking the dreadnaught forwards onto its chest. The crash echoed loudly throughout the darkness of the damp cavern.
Once down the dreadnaught began flapping about, trying to stand again. The echoes of its mighty cries were like listening to an infant scream for its mother. Syakotus jumped up on to its back, ploughing his power sword straight into its centre. With a sudden jerk Syakotus was flung into the air, crashing down hard with a slam into the stone wall before sliding down.
Holding his combi in his right hand, whilst still clenching his thunder hammer in his left, Korde jumped on to the fallen beast's back. Korde aimed the combi to the back of its head and fired. Horton dashed up, clenching his bolter tightly, and mimicked his Sergeant's actions. With a loud bang the dreadnaught's head exploded into a shower of sparks across the darkness, dying out just as quick.
Syakotus joined his Sergeant, sheathing his power sword back in its scabbard.
Judson rose up to his feet with Niven, looking at the massacred, twitching body of Bealon. The auto-cannon fire had ripped his chest apart, leaving a mess of blood and guts sprayed across the stone walls of the cavern.
Looking around at the pile up of the dead bodies Korde turned towards Syakotus. "Maybe it was not a bad thing we left Lieutenant Thorpe on the inquisitor's frigate. We would not have been able to carry him through this," Korde said with a touch of sadness to his tone.
"We have lost a great many brothers today. And still we must confront that heretic and the damned Necrosphere. Amongst this we still do not know Inquisitor Taharan's fate."
Stanza walked over to take up the rear of the Marines before they began to move again. Niven dashed up to take the lead, cocking his bolter for unwanted guests.
From behind, a green gauss beam shot its way into the back of Stanza's head, killing him on impact.
Syakotus turned to watch the fallen Stanza drop, whilst listening to the sound of the marching feet of hundreds of Necron's filling up the cavern. The sound became somewhat deafening the closer they approached.
"Holy Emperor, give us a break," said Syakotus, unsheathing his power sword again.
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