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[Paladin Xenos]

i thought nosk meant in previous stories (i havent read a lot of the previous ones) so my bad. sorry othrim

[Talon Lord Othrim]

No offence taken lads don't worry. Nox...... yay come on Talon Lord!! show them why your the Master lol.

[Domine Nox]

The initial forces the crew of Night Talon had encountered were meager. what few did not turn and run before them were easily picked to pieces. They knew that it was only a matter of time before the forces rallied and they would face a dedicated group of defenders. As the halls became increasingly desolate Legion knew they must be approaching the defenders first blockade.

"Stay alert brothers." He called.

"Alert, yes. Always alert. Always watching. Eyes, eyes everywhere. No escape. No hope. Darkness will come, darkness everlasting." Priest offered up, his eyes moving frantically about as he spoke.

"Indeed." D'ex said dismissively. He looked around, taking in the design of the hall. "Perhaps we should divide our efforts?"

"Yes. Let us." Legion agreed. "Spuds and Priest, continue on. Eliminate all opposition. D'ex, let us find another avenue forward."

"Ave Dominus Nox." Spuds and D'ex replied through the vox. Legion spared a glance to Priest and shook his head before leading D'ex off down a side passage.

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The Night Lords Stormbird came under heavy fire as it departed Silent Shadow. The Imperials had released a squadron of fighters that immediately homed in on the small transport. It was not without its own defenses however. Nosk worked the controls, gliding around deadly laser fire and returning with its own salvo of death. Inside the Stormbird all was calm. Even Joker was silent. He rocked back and forth, seeming barely contained in his harness.

"Quite the ride, Nosk." Yapay called. "Think you could get us hit any more?"

"Amusing, Yapay." Nosk responded, keeping his attention on the battle before him.

A controlled burst destroyed two more Imperial fighters. As more fire came in he barrel rolled quickly avoiding the shots. Cutting back hard he came around and blew another fighter to bits. There were still a great number of fighters, and the odds were not in his favor. Finding a break in their line he pushed the Stormbird forward. Shots flashed around him as the fighters tried to bring him down. A few glancing hits rocked the Stormbird.

"Still doing great, Brother Sergeant." Yapay chided.

Ignoring his battle brothers comments Nosk opened fire with everything he had. The hail of fire blasted the doors to the Imperial ships hanger bay. Nosk was rewarded with the blast of air as the hanger vented its air into space carrying ammunition and men violently into the void. He quickly guided the ship in through the entrance.

"Weapons up, Brothers. We have arrived." He voxed as he landed in eerie silence, surrounded by the newly created vacuum.

"Let us hunt." Nox said as he lowered the exit ramp. Maglock boots activated the Night Lords entered the Imperial Cruiser.

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Spuds walked slowly down the hall. Seemingly oblivious to anything around him. His helmet sensors picked up the telltale sounds of lasguns being readied. It would not matter. He hefted his meltagun in his hands, checking it for readiness. His armored hands seeped pus and bile, but he payed no mind. Behind him he could hear the muttered rambling of Priest, who had a Plasma Pistol and Chainsword in hands casually at his side. The Word Bearer was undoubtedly unhinged, but as he looked again at his plague ridden hands he realized he could not judge.

"Let us show them fear." Spuds said and rounded the corner. Before him was a makeshift barricade, defended by a large contigent of Imperial Guardsmen. Immediately the opened fire. The rapport of las fire filled the hall, and the smell of ozone was palpable. Myriad shots hit Spuds armor as he merely advanced slowly, ignoring the lasguns as so many raindrops. Priest in contrast charged forward, chainsword revving into life.

"For the dark gods!" He shouted, bearing down on the hapless defenders. Spuds just slowly advanced through the mealstrom. As he got closer he brought his melta to bear, and opened fire. There was a rush of energy and heat as the men before him simply ceased to be. His lips curled into a smile. This would be simple. Priest had cleared the barricade and was rending men to chuncks of bloody flesh shouting the praises of the dark powers with every swing.

[Armoured Priest]

"FOR THE DARK GODS!" (unintelligible rambeling)
And the slaughter begins.

[J NOSK36]

Wow really good

[J0ker2610]

Ah yes let the battle commense and the slaughter begin

[Yapay38]

A delectable treat as always Nox.

[Siddicus]

I wonder when i shall make an appearance in your master piece? Ive only just found this lol! But its really good mate, keep it up.

[Domine Nox]

"Where is Joker?" Nosk voxed as he fired into a group of soldier, blasting them to pieces.

"Does it matter?" Nox responded as he dodged a chainsword swing, slamming the barrel of his bolter into the sergeants chest and blowing a gaping hole out the back.

Resistance had been heavier than they had anticipated. Shortly after exiting the hanger they had run into scattered conflicts. Those skirmishes had quickly escalated into heavy organized defense points. It was becoming apparent that this was not just some cruiser. The Imperials were well equipped, well trained, and presented a legitimate threat.

"Maybe he has finally gotten himself killed." Yapay offered. As his fist slammed down on a fleeing soldier, pulping him to mush and sending a shock wave through the hall.

"We did not come into this fight to lose one of our own." Nosk snapped. As he spoke a plasma shot hit him in the leg. As he fell to the ground he rattled off three shots towards his attacker and was rewarded with a scream.

"We should fall back and regroup." Nox suggested as he rushed past two soldiers to wrench a meltagun out of the hands of one soldier coming to bear on Yapay. With a hard kick the unarmed soldier was thrown up against the bulkhead and crumpled to the ground, broken.

"Fine. Regroup." Nosk ordered, as he tossed a grenade amidst the chaos and fell back.

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"Where are our brothers?" D'ex inquired as he and Legion attempted to find their way around the blockade. "We should have run into them by now."

"Perhaps." As he spoke there came a shudder through the ship. "I think that might be our answer." So saying he picked up the pace.

"Legion, where are you?" Spuds voice came through the vox.

"On route. We believe we have found our reinforcements."

"The shudder." Spuds replied.

"Yes. Status report?"

"The situation is in hand."

"Affirmative. Rendezvous on my position." Legion called.

"We do not know where are." D'ex pointed out.

"Then we need to rectify that." They spread out and searched the area before spotting a cogitator. D'ex went to work bypassing the system to bring up a schematic of the ships layout. It did not take long for him to determine their position, and where they had met the blockade. "Spuds, stay put."

"Why? We could just give them our position." D'ex asked.

"We could." Legion agreed before pointing at the readout. "Except that is an ammo locker and an opportunity we should not pass up."

"Understood." D'ex agreed.

[J NOSK36]

Great

[Yapay38]

Lol'd at the "Where are they 'ship shudders' Oh there they are." Love it.

[Armoured Priest]

Ohhh, ammo!

[Paladin Xenos]

Great nox =D

[Domine Nox]

Othrim surveyed his work. Blood spattered every surface of the halls and dripped from his deadly talons. It had hardly been a fight. He heard a faint whimpering sound and sought the owner. A single man, his body shredded mercilessly. Othrim imagined he had only moments to live, but the man struggled on, crawling towards a weapon. Slowly and deliberately Othrim walked ahead of him, picked up the lascarbine and crushed it in his hands.

"Your fate is sealed mortal." Othrim promised. The man looked up defiantly.

"You cannot win. You may have killed my men, but your end is near." The man began coughing up blood, and his voice faltered. "This is the Righteous Protector and your... are... doomed." The man let out a final gasp as he fell to the ground. Righteous Protector, that name struck a familiar chord in Othrim's memory, but why? Then it came back to him, the Righteous Protector was the vessel for the 22nd Cadian Shock Troops. They had made a name for themselves with engagements against the Alpha Legion. Othrim quickly made his way back to the bridge.

"Lord Talon Master." A servitor chimed in as he arrived. "Pattern Omega is effective, but encountering heavy resistance. Additionally comms with boarding party are down."

"I expected as much. " Othrim said in a low tone. They were only mortals, but skilled, and enough of them would bring his men down. "Bring us in close."

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Joker's chainsword sliced another menial to pieces. When the fighting had gotten thick Joker found he could not control himself. The urge to shed mortal blood became more than just an urge, it became a necessity. Every screaming face brought a sense of piece to him, and the blood. So much blood. He licked his lips at the thought of all he had spilled.

The remained handful of men before him tried to run. He sprinted after them. Grabbing one as he passed he slammed the man's face into the wall with a sickening crunch. The next he ran down underfoot, crushing him beneath his armored boots. The last he impaled upon his chainblade, reveling as it tore apart the man's inards and spilled them onto the deck.

"Joker." He heard the voice, but it was of no consequence. He could smell mortals. Weak mortals, and there was so much more slaying to do. Joker's quest for death carried him forward ignoring the voices in his vox. He rounded a corner and was met by a hail of lasgun fire that glanced off of his ceramite armor. He looked down briefly at the ineffectiveness of the las fire before letting out a blood curdling roar and charging in amongst his attackers. The cadians didn't stand a chance, blood and viscera painted the walls as Joker tore them to bits laughing as he did.

One trooped pulled a grenade from his bandolier and went to toss it, but Joker grasped the man's hand enclosing the grenade. The man looked terrified as the explosion went off shredding the man to pieces and ripping apart Joker's armored hand. A few tests verified that his hand still worked and Joker wiped the quickly clotting blood across his mask like some crude marking. Before charging further into the bowels of the ship, roaring wildly as he went.

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Spuds drew his bolt pistol and fired at the last of the men that had been manning the barricade. The man fell, his head a bloody stump. All around him were the bodies of the Imperial defenders. Spuds armor was charred and blasted in many places, but he hardly noticed. His blood ran black, and bile dripped from his lips, but he felt nothing. A short ways off, Priest was ranting to the dark gods and repeatedly bashing an already dead trooper, turning him to a bloody soup.

"Priest, I believe he is dead." Spuds offered.

"Dead? All dead. Those that deny the dark ones are dead. Dead and forgotten. Only the dark gods can save us. Alone, alone in the warp."

"We need to set up a perimeter." Spuds offered, trying to derail the ranting Word Bearer. "Help me move those barricades, we can use them to our advantage." Priest's lips continued to move but he nodded and moved to help the infested Night Lords move the heavy solid blockade to defend from both positions. As the went about their duty Spuds noticed their uniforms.

"Legion, this is Spuds."

"What is it Spuds? We are on our way to you." Legion voxed back.

"Be careful. This ship is full of shock troops."

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"By the Night Haunter." Yapay spat as a volley of Heavy Bolter fire filled the hallway as he ducked around a corner.

"They are moving to cut off our avenues of movement." Nox added.

"Our way through the main decks is suicide, and it appears they have moved to cut off access back to the hanger." Nosk informed them. "Joker is not answering his vox, though his life signs appear to be active."

"How wonderful." Nox said sarcastically.

"So we cannot go forward, or backwards." Yapay observed. "Let us go sideways then." By means of explanation he wound up and punched a whole through the bulkhead hoping that it was not one that accessed the outside. Instead it led them to a chamber.

"Everyone in." Nosk ordered, covering them. Before he went in himself he tossed a grenade each direction to hopefully slow any advance to discover their alternate route. As they examined the room they were now in, they discovered it was a maintenance bay. Nosk immediately set to work on one of the consoles.

"What are you hoping to find?" Yapay asked.

"Anything valuable, at this point information is our best weapon." As Yapay and Nosk discussed Nox moved to the rent in the wall and watched to see if there was any sign of pursuit.

"Reports of Traitor Marines in sector 5." Nosk read off of the screen. "We are in sector... 2." Punching several more keys Nosk accessed the ships schematics and uploaded them to the internal systems on the Night Lords' armor. "Yapay, get us a quick route to sector 5."

"With pleasure." So saying Yapay flexed his powerfist and tore open a section of the floor.

[Paladin Xenos]

Othrim is such a badass in this story and joker, well, is joker

[Armoured Priest]

Wow, another addition in the same day? Yeay!

[Yapay38]

I see the powerfist comes in handy. Lol see I knew Othrims fight would be easy. Run down the hall with his hands out and claws splayed. Freshly painted walls.

[J NOSK36]

I love this story so much it is much more entertaining than the one I am reading now

[Yapay38]

what are you reading now?

[J NOSK36]

Soul hunter, I guess I like this one more because it is about us