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Hey all! I FINALLY finished writing up the fluff for my own Lost Legion! Warning: It's pretty long, and if you hate the idea of Female Marines; you'll probably want to kill me >.> But otherwise, I hope you like it! Lemme know what you think!
Index Astartes: Red Guard
Origins of the Primarch and Legion
Kanbe II was a world rich in agriculture, tradition, and pride in its warrior heritage. The warrior elite battled among themselves for control of the many fiefs and villages, and by controlling them – controlling the rice supply. For the peasants, life was a never-ending battle to survive. Taxes left very little for those who actually did the labor; and as villages and towns changed hands, often it was the peasants who would suffer for their ‘former loyalties’; as if they had ever had a choice in the matter.
This state of affairs was not to last forever, though, and a young peasant man eventually rallied the farmers and oppressed townsfolk – causing an enormous revolt. Some of those warriors who were currently out of power, adopted his cause and managed to, for the first time in the history of Kanbe, create a unified state. The man was crowned Emperor of Kanbe; and for a time the world knew relative peace. There remained periodic skirmishes; and minor rebellions from the former nobility – but generally things had become quiet.
Almost a century the Emperor of Kanbe sat on his throne – and when he passed away, his son began his own reign. It was his son then, some twenty years into his own rule, and already sixty years old himself; that saw the burning comet streak across the late evening sky and crash into the lake behind the palace. After rousing a few trusted guards, the curious emperor investigated the unusual occurrence.
At the center of the lake, a crater had formed; but more miraculously – the water had not rushed into the crater. Rather it was held at bay without a visible means of support. At the center of the crater lay a child, human by all appearances save for a feline tail and ears. The emperor, surprised at himself, scooped up the child and brought it home to the palace.
She grew up in the emperor’s house as a favored servant. Always obedient, always faithful to her lord – and in return the emperor kept her, and protected her from those who might otherwise be less than enamored of her mutation. The emperor however was not without his enemies – and fourteen years after her arrival, an assassin slipped into the palace. The girl, never much for sleep, caught the assassin attempting to enter the master’s bedroom – and without thought slew the man barehanded. Stunned at what had just happened, she ran to the guards, who awoke the emperor and told him of what had happened.
Over the course of the next several months, she made the transition from simple serving girl to the most trusted and important of the imperial bodyguards. Developing an uncanny speed, strength, and seeming sixth-sense for danger that made her unmatched with the sword.
Days later an insurrection was launched by the long-forgotten heirs of the former nobility; and over three dozen assassination attempts where halted solely by her sword. Yumii, as she was known, became the target of assassination attempts of her own; as enemies began to realize that to kill the emperor would require her out of the way first.
The second rebellion on Kanbe was cut short however. A year and six months into the battle, an enormous form appeared in the night sky, and from it descended great beasts of iron and steel. The Emperor of Mankind had arrived to reclaim his daughter.
For nearly three months, the Emperor searched for her. He could feel her presence in the warp – but the exact location was not clear – it was almost as though she was shielded from his mind’s sight. Worse still she had not risen to any sort of leadership role like the others he had found before her. It was not until, purely by accident in meeting with the local lord in order to bring Kanbe into the Imperium; that the Emperor discovered her. Sitting behind a curtain, watching – studying; waiting, just in case this strange man in strange armor made a move against her lord.
Surprisingly, Yumii agreed to leave within only a day of her discovery. There was an almost instant acknowledgement on her part that the Emperor was indeed her father, and in that; her place was with him. She left Kanbe the next morning, and the following evening the emperor of Kanbe was found dead in his bed – poisoned.
Yumii spent nearly a year in the company of the Emperor, learning tactics and strategy – things she had never had reason to consider before. She found herself isolated from most of her brothers however – only Sanguinus really considering her truly an equal among them. When the Emperor finally believed she was ready, she was given command of the Red Guard.
The Red Guard Space Marines had been founded only a short time before Yumii’s being located and they had yet to see action. Initially, the Red Guard primarily served to scour single planets, while other larger battle groups cleansed the rest of a sector. However the warriors of Kanbe provided eager and skillful recruits – and eventually the Red Guard grew to number some ten-thousand Marines strong.
By this point the Emperor fully trusted Yumii’s judgment, and set her on a crusade that would take her farther toward the Eastern Fringe than any previous crusade; accompanied by her sister, Sera Pernum and her Bladestorm legion.
The Heresy: Erasure
When the first word of the Heresy reached Yumii, she immediately planned to send the bulk of the legion, along with herself, back toward Terra in hope of reinforcing the other legions there. Such was not to be the case however.
As the Red Guard prepared their ships, the entire Bladestorm fleet dropped out of the Warp above Lorus, the world the Red Guard had most recently conquered. Without warning, or any communication at all, the fleet began a total bombardment of Lorus – and the Red Guard were forced to resort to desperate tactics. Much of their battlefleet remained out of system, and the warp around Lorus had gone completely silent – no messages could be relayed. Over three thousand marines, nearly a full third of the legion, was destroyed on the ground.
The rest made it to their Thunderhawks, hurtling into the stratosphere to confront the traitorous Bladestorm. As expected, the casualties were enormous; and only a tiny flotilla of twelve Thunderhawks, psychically shielded from detection, managed to reach Sera’s flagship – the Magestum Imperatus. The rest were either forced back to the planet, or to strike other smaller ships; where they met fierce resistance.
Inside the flagship – marine fought marine, and though both legions were immensely capable in close quarters, Yumii’s powerful psychic shielding caused the Red Guard to blink in and out of their enemy’s vision – giving a decisive advantage. A small unit of terminators reached the bridge – and what they found sickened them profoundly. Not chaos, but another vile heresy… a twisted and bizarre biological mass in the center of the room; quivering and shuddering with powerful warp energies and malign intellect. Strange creatures lined the walls of the room in pods – which split and opened, sending the ravenous beasts against the already weary terminators.
While her soldiers fought off the creatures – a final step in Yumii’s psychic progression unlocked. Her absolute fury at the thing she saw before her summoned a psychic inferno that consumed utterly and completely the creature that once was Sera Pernum. As it twitched and shuddered and finally burned away – the creatures turned to nothing more than a gelatinous goo, melting away to nothing; as did every marine of the Bladestorm legion.
Warp space around Lorus finally cleared; and the decimated Red Guard sent word as rapidly as possible to Terra. Embroiled in the chaos and insanity of the Heresy, the Emperor of Mankind made a fateful decision. He did not know what it was his daughter had fought on the fringe; but he knew her crushed legion would be of no use now; and he could not risk additional traitors if any of the Bladestorm marines had survived.
With a final message, the Emperor explained the situation to his surviving daughter, and then had the records of both the Red Guard and the Bladestorm legions sealed. None would know of either legion hence forth; and thus should Horus achieve victory – he would have great difficulty finding her; and the Imperium might hold a distant glimmer of hope.
Homeworlds: The Chrysanthemum Worlds
After the final message from the Emperor – Yumii set the Red Guard to a task. The worlds around Lorus would need to be colonized if they were to have any hope of long term survival. The legion’s battlefleet, almost wholly intact, carried with it hundreds of thousands of serfs of varying expertise. With the combined resources of two battlefleets (including the captured Bladestorm ships), Six-hundred surviving Space Marines and hundreds of thousands of skilled civilians – the colonization process began earnestly and quickly.
Within only three centuries, twenty-three worlds had come under the sway of the Red Guard. The civilian population had grown, and life on the fringe looked more and more possible. Yumii became not just the leader of the legion – but Queen of the small empire. Her symbol, the chrysanthemum (symbol of the emperor of Kanbe), was used to denote the system.
Millennia later, hellacious warp-storms engulfed the entire region; protecting both the nascent Tau worlds, and preventing the detection of the Chrysanthemum Worlds.
When the storms had passed, both civilizations had grown to their modern states. The Tau, encountering the Chrysanthemum worlds first, attempted to persuade, then force, their joining the Empire. Yumii would not submit to alien domination however, and war ravaged the region. Eventually a truce was signed, with the Tau not seeing a benefit to losing more of their soldiers against such a tenacious opponent, and Yumii desiring to have her realm simply left alone for the present. Neither side trusts the other, and cross-border raiding is still common; however large-scale hostilities have ceased at least for the time being, as neither side can afford an endless conflict.
The Red Guard consider themselves warriors in line with the ancient and proud martial traditions of Kanbe II. As such, they far prefer to close with an enemy and settle accounts in close combat, using their power-halberds to cut great swaths of lesser opponents away.
Nevertheless, they are not berserkers, nor do they charge forward heedlessly. Rather, the warriors of Kanbe prefer a dedicated forward march, showering their foes with storm and heavy bolter while trusting in their heavy armor to protect them. It is due to this that Terminator armor has become the predominant form of protection, as it is not speed, but relentlessness that they prize. Once combat is engaged, each unit fights as one, each warrior would be a formidable foe alone, but as a unified group they become far more dangerous still.
As the Guard itself is few in number, and most dedicated to protecting the Queen, they only deploy in special circumstances, usually to confront the enemy’s best troops or assault particularly hardened positions where lesser warriors would fail. They almost never enter battle without their Queen at the head, and her formidable psychic powers of misdirection sow confusion and doubt amongst the enemy.
The Red Guard maintains very few vehicles other than the Personal Drop-Pod landers from which it is deployed. These landers each carry a single terminator armored marine, hurtling through the atmosphere until the pod itself breaks away a kilometer above the surface. A pair of wing-shaped grav repulsors then maintain the Marine’s trajectory to the surface while slowing the descent. The immense strain on the grav repulsors often causes them to burn out in the last moments of flight, which can create the impression that the Guard are descending on wings of flame. Since it has never caused significant operational problems, the repulsors have never been reinforced to prevent this.
The Red Guard holds very little in the way of formal organization. No companies exist, instead, those who have proven themselves worthy are granted a badge of station by the Queen herself, and thus promoted to Captain. The captains answer only to the Queen and her Consort, who holds the title of Commander of the Guard. The title is mostly nominal as the Red Guard almost never go to battle without the Queen.
The Captains receive the respect of their subordinates, and each captain tends to form a loose affiliation of friends and confidants that fight well as a unit. When battle is called, a captain will decide who joins him or her on the field as a part of their squad. Typically squads operate in groups of 6 to 10, though they can be as small as four including the captain.
The Red Guard’s geneseed is derived from Yumii herself, meaning Marines created from her geneseed must be female. However, at the Legion’s founding, the Marines were all created through strenuous genetic engineering and surgery, and were exclusively male. After the Heresy, the Chrysanthemum Worlds retained much of the technology the Imperium lost, and as such new Red Guard Marines may come from either source. There are no known defects in the Red Guard geneseed, despite their Primarch’s minor mutation.
The Red Guard believe themselves to be waiting for a sign that it is time for them to return to the Imperium, and present themselves to the Emperor as his lost children. They do not worship the Emperor at all, but hold strong belief in his ideals, and treat his teachings as a sort of philosophical guide for their actions. Yumii’s leadership has been especially strong in this aspect, pushing her Marines away from outright veneration, and more toward humble respect and admiration.
They also hold intense pride in their martial prowess and honor, and one who challenges a Red Guard in such a way will quickly learn their error as they do not take insults gladly. Though incredibly rare, a Red Guard who becomes dishonored in some way can absolve themselves by committing ritual suicide. In the case of female Marines, they first remove their geneseed, un-anesthetized, then plunge the ritual power-dagger through their own throat. Male marines, as they have no geneseed to harvest, instead carve into their abdomens. Both are beheaded by a confident after a few moments, as the methods and practices of the ritual are not always fatal to a Space Marine.
No dreadnoughts exist among the Red Guard, once one’s service to the Queen is at an end, one may rest easily in the catacombs of Lorus, which has become a crypt-world for the Guard.
The Crusade to Terra
Until recently, none of the Guard, nor even the Queen, knew of the Emperor’s predicament on the Golden Throne, having been erased from record and having communication cut before the battle on Horus’ ship. It was not until recently, with the arrival of the Silver Blades Space Marines and an Inquisitor by the name of Vera Stocklen. The Blades along with Stocklen had been lost in the warp for nearly a thousand years; although to them the time had past as a week.
The Blades, a Blood Angel successor, had suffered further mutation in their geneseed, doubling the intensity of the visions of Sanguinous experienced by those falling to the Black Rage. Those who fell to the Rage ceased to speak, and rather than fighting as bloodthirsty madmen seemed to almost embody the supernatural grace and power of their Primarch for the short hours they would have left alive. So intense are the visions that a Silverblade who falls to the Clarity often dies within days without ever seeing battle. Those who do get to engage the enemy one last time however, are true terrors to behold.
The former Inquisitor on the other hand, had been granted intense visions of the Emperor trapped on the throne; calling for help. Though initially met with circumspection and suspicion, psychic probing directly by the Queen confirmed her story. A crusade to Holy Terra is forming, and the word has gone out to every corner of the Chrysanthemum Worlds.
It seems a hopeless endeavor, twenty-three worlds on the Eastern fringe against the entirety of the Imperium. Nevertheless, volunteers pour in, and the Red Guard stand to be the adamant spearpoint of the Crusade as it begins its thrust to Holy Terra.
Pre-Heresy: “Honor, Glory, Victory!”
Present: “Let this end!” (Begun after the heroic death of Captain Kimori; who shouted those words as she sundered a Tau Commander’s battlesuit with her power glaive before succumbing to her own injuries.)
The Red Guard have several unique variants of Terminator armor, developed as a result of nearly three hundred years of combat with the Tau Empire. Also, unlike the rest of the Chrysanthemum Worlds military, the Red Guard are not barred from using Plasma weapons, as the Queen believes her warriors alone possess adequate protection and training to wield the temperamental arms. Nevertheless, they remain relatively unpopular, as most of the Red Guard prefer to rely on their bolters and power weapons to get the job done.
I'm sorry, is this fluff for a chapter of girl power termies who are all based around and descended from a samurai cat-girl?
Well, this IS the fluff section. You have a firm grasp on spelling and grammar at the very least.
Honestly dude, you wrote it well, but...I just won't support this. Good job, though.
A swirl of color and sound, a multisense blur I taste with my fingers and, and me at the center...
<,< Well when you put it that way it does sound a bit silly. But then so does just about everything if you sum it up in such a small space.
But yes, essentially its a lost legion of Marines, over half of which are female, and because of their function as the personal bodyguard of their Primarch, they all wear Terminator armor (and variants on it) in combat.
But yah, different strokes for different folks hehe <@,@>m glad you at least thought it was well written, tis a compliment I can be happy with!
I refuse to judge another person's creativity. It's not right, and not fair. I think you did a great job, but it totally doesn't jive with me. I applaud your effort though.
Keep it up dude!
A swirl of color and sound, a multisense blur I taste with my fingers and, and me at the center...
Terminator catgirls? Well, it's...original.
Nice write-up, definitely. I can't say much for Terminator catgirls or female space marines in general, but...well, at least you have a firm grasp on the English language Unlike other FSM fans I'm too polite to list.
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>.> They're not actually catgirls; merely the Primarch <.<;; just to note that. There are also male marines, but they're created via the original genetic engineering process, just as they were before the Heresy. Just to explain <,<
Lol. Of Course Kirous dosent like the cat idea, i mean, why would the creator of a marine chapter that revolves around DOGS ever find this appealing? lol No but good job, although i didnt really follow as to why they decided to launch a crusade on Terra.
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It's been said a million times that there are no female marines. Kudos for coming up with all the fluff of the chapter(legion?), but it is not possible. When given the gene-seed and augmentations(according to a GW employee), the female is driven insane...a woman cannot possibly be a space marine. The sisters of battle were created by GW for such a purpose, and are armed with the same equipment, but as one can see by the statline, they don't have the physical attributes of a marine(hence why most people consider the sisters closer to guardsmen on the battle field).
Sorry to shoot a hole right into your chapter, but it just isn't possible. You are free to do as you wish and you will most likely take flak for it, but if you like it
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Ahh, but remember - that's usually geneseed derived from a male primarch that's used <^.~> We're talking about geneseed from a female Primarch (something I've never heard officially touched on... well ever, not even in passing; hence why I did it <,< there are two missing Primarchs after all!). But yah, I know I'm gonna take crap for it. *shrug* I don't really care in the end >.> It's a hobby, and this is just me doing what I do.
Sisters of Battle are very cool in their own way; but they're too narrow in their scope to keep my interest unfortunately. What I mean is - they focus too heavily on wars of faith, destruction of the unclean, and the like. While that's good and all; I just prefer a more general war type group I guess. Plus there's just so much fluff surrounding the Marines that makes them... well fun. *Shrug*
I guess my point is - I know its seriously bending the rules of the universe; but then that's kinda the point <,< If I can't screw with the very substance of reality; why bother? <'x'> I'm used to getting screamed at for it though.
Thanks all, for not yelling hehe <,< I understand people not agreeing with it; but I'm definitely happy there's not been any "OMG U SUK GET OWT OV HEER" crap.