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It's been a really long time since I've been able to work on this story, but it's almost done. The journey is almost coming to a close, there should only be one or two parts left to write. Hopefully some of my loyal readers are still out there. Enjoy!
"Fall back, fall back!" Larson heard a Lieutenant cry off to his right.
The men began to waver and crumble underneath the loyalist firepower, but Larson grabbed the Chaos standard from the trooper next to him and waved it aloft.
"Belay that order!" he shouted. "Stand your ground! Reinforcements are en route!"
He snapped off two shots with his laspistol, winging a loyalist guardsman and killing his sergeant. The squad froze in confusion and paid for it with their lives as Larson's men tore them apart with concentrated lasfire. The favor was returned seconds later however, as a Leman Russ Battle Tank fired on Larson's position.
With Larson at the front, his men withstood even this display of firepower, but nothing could have prepared them for the force that hit their lines next: Ultramarines.
Larson was showered with blood as the man next to him was torn apart by bolter fire. He crouched on one leg and took careful aim, firing a lasbolt through the eye of an enemy marine. The marine simply blinked the pain away, ignoring the fact that the left side of his face had an empty eye socket, and impaled the closest guardsman on his chainsword. He revved the weapon, causing the teeth to cycle viciously through his foe's innards.
Screams erupted off to Larson's side as an Ultramarine bike squadron tore into the right flank. He shouted for his men to fall back by squads, and provide cover for the next squad, but the Chaos guardsmen panicked and ran in a full retreat. Assault squads chased after them with their jump packs, cutting the Chaos soldiers down with ease.
Knowing that he had but seconds to live, Larson drew his power sword and threw himself at the Ultramarine sergeant. Before Larson could even blink however, the marine removed his arm at the elbow with a quick slice of his chainsword. He looked down at his stump of an arm and stared blankly, not quite able to comprehend that his limb was no longer there.
The marine smiled cruelly and raised his arm to strike the traitor guardsman down, but was stopped suddenly as a Word Bearer's weapon was thrust through his back and out his chest. Putting all his weight behind the blow, Carcerus sliced his weapon downwards, cutting through the Ultramarine's abdomen and groin.
"Apothecary," Carcerus growled as he turned and fired his bolt pistol into the helmet of an incoming Ultramarine, "Tend to the Captain's wounds."
A Word Bearer knelt by Larson, who fought to retain his consciousness, but ultimately failed. Carcerus nodded to the four remaining soldiers of Squad Gerhart and activated the jump pack attached to his armor. He and his retinue soared above the battlefield, towards the heaviest pocket of resistance. Imperial and Chaos guardsmen alike fired away at each other, but the Word Bearers ignored them. The Dark Apostle had already picked out a far more important target.
Twin blasts erupted from the meltaguns carried by brothers Marcal and Ansier, gouging great holes in the side of the massive Land Raider next to Chaplain Talaeus. It exploded violently, spraying flame and shrapnel that felled two of the Ultramarines. The Chaplain braced himself against the impact, allowing the flames to wash over him, but they did little more than boil segments of paint from his terminator armor.
Brother Tholomu landed first, but before he could raise his arm to strike, Talaeus cut him down with a swift strike from his crozius. "Your time has come traitors!" he bellowed metallically through his suit's external vox.
Gerhart, Marcal and Ansier landed next, launching themselves at two of Talaeus' honor guard and leaving the chaplain to Carcerus.
As soon as Carcerus' feet touched the ground he ducked under the heavy swing of Talaeus' crozius. The chaplain used his momentum to launch an overhead strike, but Carcerus activated his jump pack, floated just out of reach and fired a spurt of bolt pistol rounds that wrenched Talaeus' helmet from his head.
"Funny," Carcerus taunted, "I thought I smelled the stench of fear on you. Your face confirms it Ultramarine."
Talaeus roared and swung at Carcerus again, cleaving his bolt pistol in two. Before Talaeus could strike again Nethrazuhl was in the Dark Apostle's hands and swinging towards the chaplain's face. Talaeus turned the blow aside with his shoulder, and swung a back fist at Carcerus, but to no avail. The Dark Apostle laughed and launched a flurry of blows at the Ultramarine.
In a desperate attempt to regain the offensive, Talaeus blocked Carcerus' next strike with his crozius but allowed the weapon to be pulled from his grip. For a split second Carcerus was off-balance, but it gave Talaeus just enough time to draw his combi-plasma and fire a plasma burst at point-blank range into Carcerus' chest. The Dark Apostle fell wordlessly to the ground.
Sergeant Gerhart roared in anger and swung his chainsword double-handed at the Ultramarines chaplain, gouging deep scratches into Talaeus' armor as he blocked with his left forearm. His combi-plasma spent, Talaeus dropped the weapon and punched his right fist hard into Gerhart's face, sending him stumbling backwards.
He bent down and retrieved his crozius, but turned suddenly as he felt a presence behind him. Despite his speed, he was unable to avoid the strike as Carcerus plunged Nethrazuhl deep into his chest.
"By the throne," Talaeus muttered, disbelief written upon his face as Carcerus' flesh slowly re-knit itself, healing the gaping plasma wound. "How is this possible?"
"Faith," Carcerus answered before driving Nethrazuhl deep into Talaeus' chest. "Faith that your so-called Emperor is dead and that his Imperium will fall. There is only Chaos."
With that, he drew Nethrazuhl from Talaeus' breastplate and decapitated him with a quick stroke of the daemon weapon. Upon seeing the Chaplain fall, the Word Bearers cheered and redoubled their efforts. The fighting lasted for three more hours, and though the guardsmen fled, the Ultramarines fought to the last man. When the dust finally settled, not a single loyalist, Ultramarine and guardsman alike, were left standing.
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a wonderful entry as always, what are you thinking about larsons missing arm? bionics or maybe mutation?
To be honest, I haven't really given much thought to it yet. Glad you liked it though!
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Hey there. Long time no post.
I liked this one, as usual. Good battle, good description, Carcerus is awesome and win. But two things.
1) Do you think that 'coldly' would be better than 'cruelly' in the description of the Ultramarine's smile? As much as I love to hate on them, cruelty seems outside of their character. Maybe for an Ultramarine that's described as different, but for 'nameless Ultramarine 430957234" I dunno.
2) I... have no idea what's going on. It's been far too long since I read the preceding entries. Do you think you might be able to send me a link to the thread where you had links to all your stories in order?
Also I hope to begin writing the first chapter of the Angels Ascendant trilogy by the end of February. I think you'll enjoy it. It has developed much from first conception. Thank the Emperor/Chaos Gods/filthy xenos deity/Joe Pesci for the Bolter and Chainsword forum.
Which you might consider checking out.
It has been a while Imperialis. I don't know about the Ultramarine thing though, don't you think if he had the chance to cruelly stick it to a traitorous dog he'd smile cruelly? As for a thread where the stories are all compiled into one, I don't have one. I think Adahn made one way back when. I could try and post the entirety of me story once it's complete, but I don't know if that would count as spamming or not since I would essentially be reposting what I've already posted.
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But is the Ultramarine being cruel or being just? Vengeful or vindictive? How does he feel about his actions, does he revel in the pain caused or the traitor brought down? In any case, from Ultramarine background, I'd say the latter.
Ah yes, that was Adahn. Crap. Well, I'll find it. Go go gadget LO search!
I don't think it would be spam, really. You've been posting it piecemeal for quite some time. Gather it all together and I think it'd be fine as a thread by itself.
EDIT: Found the thread. It's in my sig.
Lo' there do I see Adahn - hehe, back briefly as always whenever Lyran posts one of his stories. The link to the big thread is in my signature, however don't try to read mine anymore since my *itch of an ex put them to the torch. Regardless, his stories are all here so the links should work just fine. Updated them a few weeks back.
Great story my friend, as always, and now I see what you meant when you said that Faith in the Chaos Gods is indeed returned. I think Loyalists marines have just as much capacity for being cruel as the next man. Some people revel in the pain and cruelty caused by killing, the Space Marines know they're superhuman. Being able to cleave a regular, weak, soft-bodied human would make Mr. Ultramarine grin, and possibly think 'Haha! Pathetic little traitor!' ergo. Being cruel. So I think it's not a stretch to describe it thusly.