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"Death to the coward, Russ! Death to the fool, Horus!"
Ok so I've decided on my 40k army, finaly. I've decided on evil Space Wolf. The way I want this army to work is that we hate Russ and Horus. Since both are dead(EDIT: o i know russ just ran away hes not realy dead) the space wolfs at this time are lost. My army at this point is leading to chaos because of the taint that is in them. But their general or lieutenant (havn't decided which) is aware of the tainted chaos which has, well, tainted the once loyal space wolfs. Now remember this army hates Russ even without the tainted chaos, and hates horus, but becuase of the chaos they are swaying to join Abaddon and the rest of the heretics. Also remember this is Work in Progress. So here is a little story line to go with the army. Please forigve my errors like timelines which will not be included. I still have reserch to do.
Ch.1 Boring Old Storys told from a Boring Old Man
"Tell us once more of are coming.!" boomed a deep voice from the back of the tavern.
The night was cold and the wind blew hard against the trees and local buildings and the only warmth to be found was in the local tavern. Large tired worn down old men with ragged cloths and large canines, suits of black power armor covered in dark black wolf fur with tinted space wolf gray shoulder pads with and a few young women in brown cloths sat around a warm hot fireplace and drank warm fresh ale and ate warm succulent meat. An old men sat on a rickety cracked chair covered in plush white wolf furs over his torn power armor and only his brown eyes and wrinckled face visable. This man started to speak with a tired heavy low pitched voice, the voice of a dead man. When this old man started to speak all became quite and he told a tale...
"Long ago and to this day in a time of heretics and corruption many died and were tainted. Others were cowards and fled like the once great Leman Russ. In the time of heretics and corruptions others made battles and wars and with the universe in their grip they let go, like the fool, Horus. Many died in the wars, many survived and new forces were made to defend the worlds or take them! One of these forces was a chapter of space marines known as the space wolfs. They fought feirce without tactics, without thought. They had ruthless ways of recruiting. Recruits were turned into thralls, wulfen. They sent the recruits ona doomed journey where most would die. Their corpses left on the ground, only skin and bones lied as their bodys had ate themselfs from the inside. Other corpses twisted and ripped as they could not handle the transformation ripped apart like an unholy blood gernade. Some of these men made it through the journey and became space wolfs but they knew the evil in these ways in been chosen and they waited for time of when they would be saved.
When I was still loyal to the space wolfs as a blood claw my transportship carring wulfen crashed on this planet after a great battle in the sky. They wulfen escaped and we were left here. Wulfen were humans covered in black and dark brown hair with black eyes, twice as long canines as us and inch long claws. Their mutation went wrong somehow and sent them into a frenzy of killing, this is one of the reason we hate ouur bretheren the space wolfs. Abandoned by our allies. We saw now that this was truly the day we would be saved. We used the remaining contents from our ship and we made a new home and we call it Sirth. We taught the men and women here, your men and women the corruption and evil in the universe. We gave them, we gave you strength and weapons. My people tought you all the truth. I climbed through ranks and fangs and now I lead my people and your people to victory and revenge. I have tought you the truth and with that I've made you fighting machines. Some did not take on this quest but you are still as equal as any for we have made a new way of life, and me and my people could of not done it without you. On the day we crashed, me and my bretheren were saved. Now we have our own planet and our own rules, we will have are revenge on our once loyal allies the space wolf and all of the heretic space marines!
As we explored these lands we saw the monsters and creatures that live here, birds, snakes and other basic life forms. As we searched more me found the dire wolves, large red eyed 3 feet tall black haired creatures. We studied these creatures and decided to take up the name of their larger cousins the doom wolfs, 2 times as cunning and 10 times as feirce
We still hold our hatred to Horus and the taint of all chaos. We know we are the only truly clean ones but in the time of the great war we will have to choose an ally and we will choose the black legion, if it meens our revenge"
Ch.2 Dire wolf plus Wulfen equals bad mumbo jumbo
The story of the old man had ended and noise started again, the howls of wolfs, the cracks of thunder, whisltes of the wind and voices within the bar but than once more the noice was shattered.
"Dire wolves and wulfen at the gate." yelled a young female villager as she crashed through the door falling to the ground leaving her claw wounds on her back visable to all those in the tavern.
"To battle!" cracked the heavy voice of the old man and grabbed his worn gray helment, secured it and ran out the door grabed as he grabbed an axe. The axe stood 4 feet tall, held a red tinted silver blade, a base made of some type of bone and studded ever 4 inchs with green emeralds.
Men and women not having weapons on them grabbed all they could to defend themselfs with, beer bottles, broken chair legs and anything that would inflict damage, the others in power suits grabed large 3 feet silver axes with ironwood pine base's giving them extra strength. They ran to the 20 foot tall ironwood gate. As they reached the gate one of the large doors flew open and un-hinged itself been thrown over small wooden huts, heads of marines and villagers and landing directly on the local tavern. Red eyed dire wolves quickly rushed through the now open gate thrashing through the heavy snow and smashing into the space marines ripping through power armor, flesh and bones leaving open wounds to reveal the mutated organs of a space marine. The local people, those who were not super humans rushed into the dire wolves, slashing into the sides of the dire wolves but only making them more feirce. The old man rush to the aid of a fallen marine and with one swing of his axe he sliced through a doom wolf so fast the front torso was still running and trying to bite into the power amor of the marine. The fight only lasted for only a few mintues. The tavern was in flames, the gate was broken, mangeled dire wolf corpses were everywhere and cutted space marines layed on the snow.
The remaining dire wolves had retreated and space marines and villagers ran after them. In the heat of the battle they had ran to far into the dusky, loomy, cold forest. The old man tryed to warn them but only some heeded the warning. The lands fell into a silence of death. The odd snapping of a twig occured until a wave of wulfen smashed into those in the forest. The wulfen sliced through the marines and villagers with little effort. Decapitating and embowling the villagers and slashing throught he power armor of the marines leaving piles red and black metal in the snow the blood bath was ended. The old men called quickly for heavy support and 3 heavy bolters quickly arrived and were aimed and ready to fire.
"Fire." screamed the old man and the trees and snow were stained the color of blood and the high pitch howls of wulfen filled the night sky. Bolters lit the darkness with fire and was the sound to be heard befor all was silent.
The next morning the corpses were gathered and burned to make sure no type of infestation could ever occur even if no one was sure these creatures carried infestations. The remaining dire wolves and wulfen that were alive were put into cages and carried beneath the town into a heaily guarded dungeon. Their the dire wolves were tammed to follow instructions and the wulfen were taught the truth about their choice and how the mutation went wrong and were also taught how to fight in power armor. The Dire wolves became pets and the wulfen became allys as they now know what made them blood hungry beasts. This was the start to a new force in the universe and all would hear them howl.
Ch.3 In the begining there were mad man, mad wolves and mad wulfen to.
The Doom wolfs gathered, packs of dire wolves sat in wait and wulfen now equiped with the same black power armor as the marines howled at the moon. They stood on the top of Sith, in the Verisen center and the only two armys there we the doom wolfs and very unlucky space wolfs.
The sky grew dark and the moon came up, howls of the dire wolves started and wulfen howls grew louder, the wind blew hard and the snow starting coming down heavy. The field itselfs was pitch black but in the sky the stars were bright, the moon was shinning and the snow was white it was truly good vs evil and no one knew who the good guys were.
"When they gonna get this bloody ship up? This place is giving me the creeps." moaned a space wolf.
"I don't know but I hope it's soon, those howls are getting louder." respawned another space wolf.
"Hey, it's coming from the mountain." said the first space wolf.
"Hostiles, on the mountain, lock and load" screamed the second space wolf. "Get the dreadnaught!" screaed the space wolf again only in more panic.
"Doom wolfs charge!" scremed the general, the old man as he lead the charge against the space wolfs.
The doom wolf marines ran down the tall mountain side, the dire wolves rushed ahead swirving in and out of the marines making their way as the first rank but the wulfen were right behind them. The space wolf dreadnaught awoke and the space wolfs formed in rank lead by their own general who dressed is bright blue armor and wore heavy bright white wolf fur. It was 1 dreadnaught, 1 general, 30 space wolf marines. Virsus 1 general, 10 wulfen, 15 dire wolves and 50 doom wolf marines. The dreadnaught armed with a heavy bolter and a power claw with a built in flame thrower open fire on the incoming heretics tearing down dire wolfs and wulfen but it was to slow the wulfen and direwolves were already at the front of the space wolfs. The space wolfs fought hard and tore down the remaining dire wolfs but the wulfen tore into them to hard and fast. The dreadnaught grabbed a wulfen with it's claw raising the creature and with one clench crushing the wulfens rib leaving the creature dead on the ground with a twiching leg. The space wolves general cut through the space wolves with his power sword. The space wolfs defeated the first line of the assault with minor cassualtys. They now open fired with their bolters. The bolters peirced the armor of the doom wolf marines exploding inside their bodies and leaving dead corpses on the ground with large holes in their now blood stained power armor. The doom wolves now in range opened fire with their bolt pistols and in turn the space wolfs charged the doom wolfs. Once brother marines sliced through eachother leaving corpses on the ground. Out of no where 2 larger dire wolves pounced on the incoming dreadnaught that had not cought up due to its speed. 1 of the wolves smashed into the chest of the dreadnaught shaking it up on one leg, the other wolf came to finish it when it was burned to cinder by the dreadnaughts flame thrower leaving the smell of freshly burned flesh in the air. The first dire wolf came back and smashed itselfs into the other leg killing itself but knocking of the dreadnaught.
The general of the doom wolfs, the old man stood over the general of the space wolfs with his bolt pistol pointed towards the head of the other general.
"Crazy old man, you do not know what you are doing!" shouted the space wolf general as he spit blood up. "We did not know you were here, we thought you were still on your mission. You must understand this."
"I understand it perfectly" replyed the low voice of the old man, "I understand uou turned down are destress becon, you never send a transmission, I understand you are the heretics!"
"What has chaos done to you brother?" said the now close to dead space wolf.
"Chaos has done nothing, I have not even spoken to them." hesitated the old man.
"That why do you hesitate, I smell the stench and so do you. You may last this way forever, but I know you have allied the black legion" said the spaced wolf has he pointed towards the symbol of a dire wolf head with lines through its eyes. "You have combined the eye of the black legion and the head of the wolf, you are a heretic."
"Heretic! You are the heretic. You left us here and now you shall feel my bolt pistol!" roared the old man in anger. "My name is unknown but soon all shall hear it!"
"What is your name?"
"My name is not for heretics."
With that the old man fired his polt pistol leaving blood on his face and him and his men walked away... dragging the dreadnaught and the corpse of the general. This old man had more in plan for his first victim.
Ch.4 My second cousin's friend's sister in law's husband is my friend to.
"Where am I?" mummbled the space wolf commander as he awoke.
The room was small and dark and chains hanged from the walls and ceiling. The room had just one small light hanging from the middle of the ceiling. The walls were made out of crude old bricks and around the commander were trays on tables with weird like saws and needles. This room was a torture champer.
"Torture champer." replyed a high pitch voice as a short hunched back man came into veiw. "Were gonna have some fun today."
"Release me at once here.." shouted the commander as a needle was droven into his chest. "tic."
The hunched man moved to the side reveiling the dreadnaught from the battle scene only the dreadnaught was morphed and ripped apart into a diffrenent sort of machine.
"A chaos dreadnaught is a place of torture, it is were puishment can be served." whispered the hunched man into the space wolf commander's ear.
In a large round room drapped with red silk and riches of kings sat the old man in a large thone covered in wolf furs and pelts. A black legion librarian walked into the throne room.
"Greetings Nezereth." spoke the the librarian, "I have come with an offer. You army is weak, you need help, you need the black legion. We fight for the same thing."
"You know my name, you know we hate the space wolves. You must also know than we are both enemys of each other so than you must know the enemy our enemy is are our ally. I will accept this offer." replied the old man Nezereth.
"So fast to awnser, you truly are a..." spoke the librarian as he was inturrupted by Nezereth.
"Be gone librarian, I will contact you when needed. I have better thing to attend to." spoke Nezereth as he walked past the Librarian out of the room.
"My name is Black." quickly hesitated the librarian.
Quickly was an alliance formed. With this alliance the Doom Wolves combined battle tactics and weapons with the Black Legion. The mix of tactics and fire power ruled over the battles fields. Soon they controls the whole sector that Sirth was located in. Over time Nezereth and Black became good friends and allys, they became battle brothers. Black gave Nezereth a gift. Nezereth lost his 2 most powerful dire wolves, Fang and Tooth. Black engineered these dire wolves with bionic limbs making them even more feirce. As the Doom Wolves grew so did the threat against them, soon after they were known through out many sectors they set and ally with the Tau and some Kroot mercenaries. Now equiped with the long range fire power and canibilisitc mercanaries the Doom Wolves made a very large reputation for them selfs. Taking the commanders of armys they fought and placing them inside dreadnaughts. Other times the Doom Wolves also made alliance with some space marine chapters like the EmperorScyths. Time past and as there allies grew so did there respect and enemys. The Doom Wolves were finaly complete and soon they would truly have there revenge of the Space Wolves.
"Death to Russ, the coward. Death to Horus, the fool." - Doom Wolf commander Nezereth
Remember this is a WIP and I will be editing it daily and adding to it.
3 corrections, 1, russ is not dead, he is the scource of the rune priests art, he is the one who influences the messages they bring, 2, this is heresy, 3, i, well, its ok except for the first two.
Children in the dark cause accidents, accidents in the dark cause childen.
Heresy? Could you please exsplain. Im not realy good on the backround.
2. I've never said russ was dead, didn't he run away or something and I say he WAS great as in we hate him now.
EDIT: waait was that a joke "this is heresy?"
to make this army LATD would be good, csm and khorne berzerkers as what is left of the space wolves, trators as the troops from the planet they landed on, big mutants or possessed for wulfen and chaos houds for fenrisian wolf packs.
sonds like u have all the fluff worked out so this is just an idea to get it on the table
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Ok I edited the story to make it seem a little better, small changes. Here is the list of modles I will be useing for my army.
For my HQ I will use space wolf modles with green stuff details. (general and lieutenant)
Wulfen modles for my special choices. (possessed squad)
Plain Space wolf modles for my core troops.
Space wolf or Choas Rhino to attach to one core troop (havn't decided which)
Space Wolf Dreadnuaght modle for my dreadnaught.
Doom Wolf modles for fenrisian wolfs.
Now I was thinking LATD but they arn't lost. See later in my story I will tell of how we allied the chaos and only 1 member of my army (my lieutenant) is un tainted by the chaos. This is just for fluff reasons.
O and Sirth is Fenris and earth.
O for a color scheme its Space Wolf gray on Chaos Black.
I could be wrong on this but I didn't think Horus was dead for sure. I know that the Emporer defeated him, and I have heard fluff go both ways, but if I remember right Horus' body was never found. While the Emporer's was carried back to what is now the golden throne. Could Horus not have been put into something similar deep in the eye of terror? It probably wouldn't be "golden" though.... something like... Lead, or maybe something more chaotic, like a pile of bodies covered in blood.... and virgins. Lots and Lots of naked virgins.....
Ok so the first chaptrer has been edited a bit and I've made a second story telling how the doom wolfs and wulfen were made part of the army. Still thinking of a name for my general, the old men and my army. But the marines themselfs are the young warriors and the people who didn't want to become marines were militia. O and read space wolf fluff to know what wulfen are. There are basicly wearwolfs in power armor because they couldn't handle the mutation.
I'll be making more edits later through the day.
O and the axe the old man carries is the weapon he'll use in my army and its one handed. 4feet is small for a marine right? they 7-9feet?
Ok ive made another edit.
If you notice I talk as we are the space marines the good ones and the other marines are the chaos marines. We also talk as of russ is not dead but isn't great anymore like something think he is. O and my army is now the Doom Wolfs. I might change it tho.
Any input would be good because this fluff is going to affect my army.
i think that this rob wont work cause really choas space wolves wouldnt really exist cause they would be dragged into a choas god and then they would have to either be khorne bezerkers, nurgle, tzeentch or slaanesch i mean u could giv ethe army a colour scheme and story to give it character but you can actually ahve chaos space wolves i think the best thing to do would be combine plastic space wolves with khorne bezerkers that way you would get the perfect look for what your looking for and it will look very space wolvy with axes and stuff
Remeber men, we are fighting for the ladies honour, which is a damsite more than she did