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Hey guys, here's part twenty. Still not sure what weapon Lorgar used, so if you know, let me know.
“How do I know any of what you’re telling me is true?” Larson asked, still unready to leap into the arms of Chaos. “If the Emperor did not want to be a god, then why does the entire Imperium worship him as one today?”
“I was there, Lieutenant,” Carcerus answered, causing Larson’s heart to ache as he saw the hurt in the Dark Apostle’s eyes. “We loved the Emperor as both a father and our god, but he cared not for our worship, only our victories. He cast us aside, and in our darkest hour it was Lorgar who led us to Chaos, and we have fought for it since that dark day.
It was the fifty-fifth day of the siege, and Carcerus had witnessed acts of heroism from the Warmaster’s forces and acts of desperate defiance from the Emperor’s defenders. He had watched as the Warmaster’s ships rained fire down upon Terra, watched as the skies grew dark as countless drop pods were hurled towards the surface, and watched as the Imperial defenses crumbled beneath the might of the Warmaster’s legions.
Lorgar had led them to the surface and opened the warp portals, allowing hordes of daemons to swarm forth and bring the fight to the loyalists. The White Scars Primarch, Jaghatai Khan, led daring raids against their drop zones, and many Word Bearers had fallen during his swift, deadly strikes. Even so, the Imperials were no match for the forces of Chaos, and now that the greater daemons had taken to the field, the Chaos victory was all but guaranteed.
Carcerus pushed the thought of the Imperial defeat from his mind as he smashed his crozius into a Blood Angel’s helmet, crushing the skull within. He fired his bolt pistol, shooting another marine at point-blank range as he leapt over a barricade and carved his crozius into a third Blood Angel’s chest plate. He watched in amazement as Lorgar strode ahead of him, kicking aside a fallen Blood Angel and severing another’s head with a casual swipe of his daemonic sword. None could stand before Lorgar’s might and he quickly carved a bloody path through the loyalist defenders.
“Push on, Word Bearers!” Lorgar called out as he slew another marine, this one wearing the yellow armor of the Imperial Fists. “We have almost breached the throne room!”
Carcerus raised his crozius and cheered as he followed Lorgar further into the depths of the Imperial palace. A White Scars marine attempted to get in his way, but he struck low, cutting the marine’s legs out from under him and stomping on his throat as he pushed forwards. Sanguinus, Primarch of the Blood Angels, had bought the Imperials enough time to close the Eternity Gate, but Lorgar’s daemons had breached the western wall, creating the passage that the Word Bearers were now fighting through.
As he killed another Imperial Fist, Carcerus felt a thrum that buzzed through the air, laden with potent energy.
“My Lord,” he cried, realizing what it was, “The Imperials have activated a teleporter!”
“What?” Lorgar said, his brow furrowing in concentration as he reached out with his mind and communed with the daemonic forces that helped guide him.
As he realized what the Emperor had done Lorgar bellowed in rage and slammed his fist into the pillar next to him, punching deep into the polished marble.
“The Emperor has brought the fight to the Warmaster, and he will win.”
Curses and cries of distress flew from the lips of the Word Bearers, but none of them could match the seething anger that Lorgar felt as he was denied the chance to slay the Emperor. The daemon prophet Xal’Yarus had told him that this would happen, but Lorgar had taken steps to prevent this, and he thought that he had turned the tides of fate.
“Push on, my children,” Lorgar said bitterly as he came to a decision. “The Warmaster will die today, but we will not suffer his fate. Come, we will use the teleporter to reach our ships.”
As the Word Bearers prepared to leave the Imperial fortress, Lorgar took a banner from one of his warriors and slammed it into the floor, where it vibrated with power ready to be unleashed. As Carcerus felt himself pulled from his feet by the teleporter, he saw the icon become enveloped in flame and form a dark portal, from which daemons of Khorne began to spill forth. His vision was blocked by the armored hide of a Bloodthirster, and he felt a small measure of satisfaction that the Emperor’s palace would at least be defiled by the daemonic forces that Lorgar’s legion had unleashed.
The Word Bearers fleet withdrew even before Horus’ psychic scream resonated throughout the warp, and it was only Lorgar’s quick thinking that had prevented them from becoming the splintered, unorganized war bands that formed from the remnants of the other “traitor” legions. Carcerus promised himself and the dark gods that one day, he would topple the Imperial palace and free the loyalists from the tyranny of the Emperor.
Last edited by 10th Lyran; October 15th, 2007 at 16:06.
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I believe this is a retelling of the Siege of the Emperor's Palace from Carcerus' point of view. The transition from present to flashback sequence isn't very clear so you may want to just tidy that up a bit - I was actually a bit confused as to what time we were in until I read the part about the Emperor teleporting onto the Warmaster's ship. Very nice, although I do believe Lorgar wielded a crozius - fluff isn't too clear on how he fought, though I've imagined that he could be using any number of exotic weapons, even his bare fists. I actually quite like the image of a Primarch as an ascetic who fights bare-handed or with a pair of gauntlets. I'm sure he'd be fine with a sword as there's no "official" word on this (I don't consider the Horus Heresy artbooks to be a canon source but they're all that we've got at the moment).
Yeah, I realize that it's hard to tell when I'm doing the flashbacks, but I haven't figured out how to do italics on here. On my word processor, the flashbacks are all in italics.
And NiteRabbit is right, it's a retelling of the siege from Carcerus' view, and it's my creation, though I made it so that it could be plausible (as far as I know) in comparison to "official" accounts of the siege.
Last edited by 10th Lyran; October 15th, 2007 at 02:21.
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You do realise the LO posting window has word processing on it right? You can bold, italicise, underline and even colour your text if you wanted. Failing that, you can just wrap it in italics tags like so - [ i ] [ / i ], delete the spaces of course.
ARRRRRR! AVAST ME HEARTIES, cried the pirate captain amidst the roar of cannon fire
hmmm well that helps a lot
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