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“Bolter you are my voice in prayer. You are my Holy Weapon in which I purge this Filth. You are my brother that I love and that will never leave my side.”
Scherer sung these words as he unleashed another volley into the incoming cultists taking down many as they attempted there charge. Scherer was held up in building in the urban sprawl known as Doma’s Peak the Capital and space port of the planet. Under his Sergeants orders him and the rest of his unit where sent out into the city to bolster Imperial efforts where ever they could in a attempt to buy time for Imperial relief from there home chapter and the 2nd Doma PDF to arrive and lift the siege. This was not to be easy task as the 2 other hives where in open rebellion and in league with the ruinous powers with every one of there citizens converged to capture the capital and cut off all imperial reinforcements from off world.
This was no easy task but Scherer being a Son of the Librarium was not going to falter in his divine task. He loaded a fresh mag into his bolter as he fell back into the building. The Drum of a auto cannon could be heard and the spray of large calibre shells now began to assault his position punching large holes into the walls of the building. He looked out and watched for the muzzle flash while waiting for it to stop before he made his move.
As the auto cannon stopped for a instance he peered out and fired a short burst killing the gunner. Though the gunner was gone and the auto cannon silenced the threat was not over. Traitor Guardsmen and cultist leaped out of there cover to charge the lone marine yelling out there heretical chants . There lasguns and other weapons opened up but none could get past a Astartes armour, Scherer could only smile and shout back at them “Fear me Heretics for I am a angel of Death!” his words backed up by his bolter fire that killed the 3 closest traitors .He slowly walked across the street unleashing volley after volley into there ranks walking unharmed and unhindered by there pathic attempts to kill him.
He reached the other side of the street glory and blood now thick across the ground that pools formed and splashed across his boots as he walked. But there was no repressive for him as two sentinels burst through a small wall. They looked side to side spotting for a targets till they found the lone marine one began to charge, the scout walker already picking up speed its heavy flamer already primed and spouting its deadly flames. Scherer watched as deadly sentinel came in closer but was not going to flee and prayed to the Emperor to watch him this day as he started to sprit at the sentinel. He spoke the pray of aim and fired his bolter as he ran.
To Scherer it seemed the Emperor was watching and guiding him today as his bolt round went true, it hit one of the leg gear joints and the sentinel now at a full run came crashing down and crushed the pilot by the sheer weight. He wasn’t go to stop now and not breaking his stride he used the down vehicle almost as a ramp as he leaped up into the air. The other sentinel pilot could not believe his eyes as he watched the now flying angel tossed a grenade into his cockpit. As he rolled into a landing the other walker exploded with a deafening boom the marine still unharmed gave praise to the emperor for his guidance. Getting up he looked to the sky line and looked onto his target, the breach in the defence wall.
He began to run towards his target clearing buildings and streets as he went. Nearing the target he began to crept up into a building hearing the shouts and calls of men. As the Astarte got closer the yells where more distinctive and one shouted out “ Once one For the Emperor!”. Quickly he ran into the building and called out “ Who is in charge?” a older lean commissar turned to face him his face shocked at what he saw and fought every urge to kneel “ a Astar…..” stumbling over his words Scherer spoke again “ WHO IS IN CHARGE COMMSSAR!” this time a Lt next to commissar snapped to and spoke “ You are my Lord”.
Scherer shock his head as he assed what he had with him, 14 guardsmen in a 2 story building a single heavy bolter and there lass guns against untold amount of cultist still pouring over the breach. He listened to the imperial com chatter and noted there was at leasti30 guardsmen in a few other buildings who where also pinned down by fire. He needed to do something to push back this assault before they ran out of ammunition and where overrun. “ Lord what are our orders?” and when Scherer turned to look at the young officer his uniform dirty and torn save but the polished sword he held in his hand that a idea struck “ We charge out to meet them”. A guardsmen shouted to the marine “ My Lord that is madness it won’t…” he was cut short by a bolt round into the back of his skull , the commissar bellowed out to the other with the still smoking bolter “ The Emperor sent his Astartes today to be with us we will do what he has willed for us and we will CHARGE!” Scherer nodded to the commissar as he went to the front door his bolter in hand.
The guardsmen waited for the signal and waited for the angel to say something as they fixed there knifes to there rifles. Scherer looked out and watched as more traitors rushed over the wall he waited and to the guardsmen it seemed forever but finally the marine shouted out “ Once more into the Fray!” he leaped out and began to sprit up the hill and into the breach. It was a sight to behold and those that survived recounted this sight many times over as one marine and 13 guardsmen went rushing up against hundreds of cultist . It also shocked the cultist who where dumbstruck at what they where seeing who just stopped in there tracks it even seemed the whole war stopped as nothing could be heard but the stomps of the marines boots.
Scherer opened fire with his bolter still in controlled burst cultist feel left and right and until finally they snapped out of it and gave a reply in the form of there leader walked to the front a Chaos Space Marine who called for there own charge. Soon the traitors where on the move again and a giant dark tied swoop down the hill at the outnumbered guardsmen and Marine lead by a Dark Apostle of the word bearers. In less then a minute Scherer was going to be upon the dark champion so he slung his bolter over his shoulder and took out his bolt pistol and combat knife. The Dark Apostle revved up his chain sword shouting “ Death to the False Emperor” just as Scherer reached him. The Apostles blade went high but Scherer ducted at the last seconded and attempted to get a shot off with his bolt pistol but was backhanded by the Dark Champions other hand. Scherer was dazed from the force as he heard its demonic laugh “ Come on Emperors lap dog you can do better” it taunted at him. Scherer turned around and back at him and stepped aside as it took another swing with its chain sword this time it caught part of his armor and cut into his side.
Scherer’s power suit already began to pump pain killers and adrenaline into him as he fell back dropping his combat knife. The word bearer did not press the charge though and looked directly at him “ Come on Marine” the champion called out lowering his weapon as his followers looked on “You can not win and the Emperor will leave you for dead, So join us brother and the Chaos gods will give you everything you ever want or need”. Scherer gave only one reply “ I need only my duty and that is to the EMPORER OF MAN KIND!” he charge the Word Bearer bolter pistol in hand, he duck under the swinging blade firing the bolt pistol into the apostles belly. The bearer dropped to the ground and Scherer stood over head as its followers retreated no longer believing there gods where with them. The apostles helmet was off now and was coughing up blood “ Why not give in brother?” it tried to raise its weapon found it pinned by Scherer’s boot “ Because I serve the Emperor and mankind not your False Gods!” he fired one more round into the skull of the Apostle killing him.
Scherer looked around and saw all the guardsmen where killed, each one giving there lives in the Emperors service. He said a pray knowing they all died heroes in His Service and soon his comm came alive. “ Brothers we drop from the sky and into are prey” it was the Company Captain of the 6th . Scherer watched the skies as drop pods and imperial aircraft dropped from the sky landing and assaulting the now retreating chaos horde. Scherer went across the breach his bolt pistol in hand he began to sing again.
“Bolter you are my voice in prayer. You are my Holy Weapon in which I purge this Filth. You are my brother that I love and that will never leave my side”
Last edited by Scherer; October 20th, 2008 at 12:04.
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sorry to seem put-me-down, but don't you think your being a little "too bad ass"? I'm doing assualt termie fluff and i still wouldn't have him do half this tactical marine does. It paint's a nice picture, but realisticly? A dark apostle vs a tac marine? hundreds of traitor cultists vs 14 guardsmen? 2 sentinals downed? heavy support squad too? maybe you should work on it before you put it in the main fluff of sons. Not to be insulting...but perhaps a touch up//
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