Angron. Greatest champion of Khorne. Right here. In front of her.
Celestia looked upon the monster for only a few moments, and that was enough for her to be overwhelmed by disgust. She hated how this.... this thing reveled in bloodshed and how it laughed and laughed every time it killed. She hated to as much as look upon it. It was unclean.
Celestia had always been known to be a kind and compassionate ruler, alway managing to hope for the best for anyone. Though even she couldn't help but feel disgusted as Angron tore apart a squad of guardsmen in seconds and how he enjoyed the massacre, laughing maniacally at the slaughter he carried out.
It took a while, and by a while, I mean three seconds for Angron to cut his way through the entire contingent of guardsmen before he turned his attention to the white alicorn.
"Ah..... Celestia.... do you know me? I certainly know you....."
"Yes Angron. I do know you. And frankly, I wish I didn't. Leave from here." The last phrase of words carried a menacing undertone that even the greatest champion of the blood-god couldn't help but approve of.
"You do not scare me witch." Angron replied. "You are weak like the rest of your kind. Though you have courage. Something the rest of your kind lacks."
"And you are treasonous and dishonorable like the rest of yours. You only revel in bloodshed. You have no courage. No honor, nothing. You are nothing. You are just a stain on this galaxy." Celestia replied readying herself for trouble.
"You dare insult my honor? Come, offer your blood to the blood god."
"Gladly. Though your master will drink from yours."
Celestia leapt down from her vantage point to face the Daemon prince. Angron was amused. He held his axe in mock-salute and charged forward with a roar.
Celestia fired various bolts at the daemon prince all glancing off with little effect. Moving quickly, she side-stepped as Angron hit a wall still raging beyond reason.
The monster turned around and gave a chuckle as Celestia now ran at him. This was great. Did this alien truly think she would win?
Angron laughed inwardly as he let Celestia charge him even giving him an opening. He soon regretted that.
Angron had thought Celestia intent on impaling him with her long horn. He was wrong. Instead with his defense down, Celestia had swung one of her wings at him.
Only then did Angron realize that each feather was as sharp and sturdy as even his own axe as he received a massive slash on his face.
"Now this is a fight!" Angron replied as he took his axe and sent it down on Celestia. To his surprise, Celestia blocked his axe with her horn keeping the axeblade in midair before forcing Angron back.
Angron was astonished to say the least. He had expected this to be a easy fight. Looks like he was wrong. His bravado quickly diminished as Celestia once again continued her fierce attack forcing even him back.
"Impressive. But not good enough!" Angron replied sending a blow that knocked Celestia off her feet. She regained her balance in just a few seconds wiping blood off her brow.
"Don't waste your energy. I'll deal with this fiend." Jonson said as he waved Celestia off. The primarch of the dark angels drew his blade that was returned to him just a year ago. He was eager to test it.
"Jonson? The lion seeks to fight me? Very well then."
"Leave Celestia. You are aware what happens if are to die. I'll send this fiend to hell."
For not one second, did Celestia doubt the word of the lion.
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The Emperor sat on his throne watching as Celestia once again returned. He gave a small sigh of relief. Turning to his primarchs he gave his orders.
"Your fallen brothers are here. Only you may defeat them. Go now! May fortune aid you in your battle."
The primarchs all nodded and armed themselves leaving to confront their treacherous kin.
"Quickly, both of you! It's not just Terra that's at stake, but the entire galaxy. The sooner you get me off this thing, the better!"
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Ahriman stood at the site of where the magic of harmony was at it's weakest. He gave a small sigh of relief when he found out most of his powers still functioned at this spot. Behind him, stood a few cultists, his own personal entourage and a few hand-picked chaos space marines.
"Begin the ritual."
The cultists began the blasphemous rites. While this Ahriman crooked a finger at the world eater whom walked forward.
Ahriman gave a malicious grin.
"Come forth, Skarband!"
The world eater was lifted off his feet and into the air surrounded by unholy energies, his body exploded in a shower of blood, and the massive form of Skarband came forth.
"What do you want sorcerer?"
"I promised you blood old great one. It is here. But as you know, there is one thing that stops you."
"Yes....."
"Destroy it and there will be more than enough blood to please even you."
"Do not presume to command me. But I will go. For now."
The great bloodthirster took off with his wings and flew for the crystal empire. Ahriman allowed himself another chuckle as he readied his next attempt to summon another daemon.
M'kachan.
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"Another barrage. Fire!" Dante said as he saw the missiles rain down upon the incoming traitors. It scattered them to a degree, though did little to dent their ranks.
"Dante! We are getting reports from our brothers. Canterlot too is under siege."
"No matter! What matters is here and........." Dante paused mid-sentence.
"Milord?! What's wrong?"
"That is what's wrong."
The blood angel captain looked up to see the titanic form of Skarband approaching.
"Sweet Emperor......."
"That's not even the worst of it." A grey knight said. "I felt it. M'kachan is here too."
He didn't really need to say that. The great daemon of Tzeentch had shown his face already.
Skarband raised his mighty blade, and sent his axe straight at the shield. With one mighty blow, he punched a hole into it.
In orbit, Abaddon watched. All was going according to plan.
The forces of chaos that were laying siege on the city began to pour through the gap, attempting to scale the walls of the crystal empire. The shield however quickly began to repair the hole. That was where M'kachan came in. The lord of change stepped forth and held up his hand, leaving the hole open with his magic.
Skarband however was in the shield. Spreading his wings, he flew over the wall to wreck havoc within the city. He had one objective.
Destroy the crystal heart.
"Incoming!"
Cadence from her point watched in horror at the approaching monster. It looked like the things from where nightmares were made. Shining Armor stood next to her. His eyes were intent.
"Where are you going?!" Cadence asked as her husband put on his wargear.
"To do what I must."
The unicorn left, and ran unto the streets. He will stop the daemon.
"Retreat! Retreat!" Dante roared over the vox. The various space marines quickly fell back out of the warpath of the bloodthirster as it picked up a whirlwind and threw it at the crystal palace.
The palace itself was probably indestructible by standards of most weapons. Though the same couldn't be said for the vehicle or it's crew.
Dante with his jump pack, plunged headlong in the way of Skarband finding himself next to Shining Armor.
"He's coming...."
"Don't just run like a bunch of scared conscripts, assist them!" Mephiston said as he fired psyker lightning at the bloodthirster. Being a bloodthirster, Skarband was hardly affected by magic and shrugged off the attacks.
Quickly, Mephiston had heavy bolters and lascannons on vantage points.
Dante and Shining Armor would need all the support they could get.
"They're going to overrun the city at this rate!" Someone said as another group of chaos raptors leapt over the walls.
"Don't let them get to the gate!" Draigo screamed as he tore up another traitor. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the daemon M'kachan hold up the shield from closing.
He knew what needed to be done.
"Come with me." Draigo said to the closest group of brothers. They leapt over the walls and made their way through the thousands of heretics.
"Kill M'kachan."
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"How long are we going to have to remain here?!" Scootaloo asked. "I am bored!"
"Me too!"
"Me three!"
Cyrus long stopped paying attention. He was more worried about the artillery barrage. He glanced grimly at Tarkus who said nothing.
"You know... what would happen if this place was to collapse?"
"We'd be dead." Cyrus replied grimly. "It's nice and all how this place is on a mountain but...."
"We'd only be sitting ducks if they could bombard us. Which they can't." Tarkus replied watching a lightning cloud sent a bolt down at a chaos whirlwind. Those things weren't common. Thank the Emperor they weren't.
"Okay, so in the worst case scenario, we could hide in the......"
The explosion rocked the room where they were in. Sending the cutie mark crusaders bursting out of the room as the two space marines hit the ground.
They obviously weren't watching where they were going. Nor could they pay attention too much.
Because as the floor collapsed, they fell straight into the mines. The hole was buried as fast as it had been cracked open. The only things remaining intact was a pair of dazed astartes.
"Hell.... where's Azrael?" Cyrus asked as he licked his wounds. "I want Cypher."
"Let's go. Stand here and we're dead."
They didn't happen to hear the screams..........
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Rainbow Dash hid herself amongst the vegetation, watching the armies of chaos make their moves. She remembered every detail that may be important. Calgar and the others would need it.
That human... Lucius as they called him was probably the most disgusting thing she ever heard of.
Okay, Typhus was probably worse but...... he was the sickest.... no wait, wrong choice of words.
"Why not let me go in down there and kick their flanks?" She said to herself as she took another peek.
She didn't happen to notice the massive figure sneaking up on..................
"What th..."
She was quickly dragged into the forest with a hand covering her mouth.
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Shining Armor watched from behind a broken fence. Skarband had hardly swatted him and he was sent flying, his most potent of spells hardly scratching the daemon.
Everything depended on Dante now as Shining found himself unable to move. He had broken a leg and would be unable to move without support.
Dante fared hardly better. His armor was a few steps from failing and the damage he inflicted on Skarband was only moderate at best.
"Pathetic." Skarband replied as he felt the lascannon hit him in the back. Picking up a dead space marine, he flung the corpse at the man with the lascannon sending him falling off his vantage point.
Dante was losing. He knew it took. He grew desperate. He watched as Mephiston ran over to help him. He watched as Davian Thule ran from the battlements, all the way here to fire a heavy bolter at the daemon.
His friends were growing desperate too.
Skarband was about to reach the crystal heart.
Mustering the last of his strength, Shining Armor sent a massive beam at Skarband. The attack shattered the armor on the bloodthirster's back.
The daemon turned around. Even as he was rained upon by bolter rounds, fire and melta weapons.
"Quick, hit him!"
Dante picked himself up.
Was he just talking to him?
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Time went to a standstill. Dante using his jump pack, hit Skarband in the back.
The force of the blow was great. It sent the both of them flying at super high speeds into a house.
It was harder than Adamantium..........
The snap was audible to the point it would wake the dead.
Dante allowed himself a quick smile as he saw Skarband lose his grip on the material universe. His smile quickly turned to a frown when he saw the shape of another bloodthirster approach.
Ka'bandha.
He tried to get up to deal with this menace. But he couldn't.
I have failed..... you.... Dante thought as he attempted to crawl toward the bloodthirster, firing rounds from a bolter dropped.
It did nothing.
He watched in horror as the bloodthirster knocked away his brothers like ninepins and approached the heart.
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Ka'bandha gave a malicious smile as he took a look at the crystal heart. He raised his axe to destroy the thing.
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That was not to be.
It came from the skies. A massive beam of light straight at the bloodthrister.
Sanguinor!
The daemon stood no chance. It was blind-sidded from above and it was turned into little more than daemonic pancake from the blow by sanguinor.
No. Not sanguinor.
Sanguinius?
That was on the mind of every marine that had any relation to the blood angels when they saw the face of the newcomer.