Knowledge and Preparation
++Lunar-class Cruiser Kyne’s Fury, Orbiting Denton III++
++3.634.879.M39++
Alex Aisen let out a long sigh of relief as he flung his last boot off and simply collapsed onto the cot in front of him.
“Twenty. Two. Bloody. Hours,” he gritted his teeth at the thought even as he rested his sore, bruised head on the uncomfortable pillow. “Little xeno bitch. She hates me. I know it. She didn’t push the others half as hard.” But voicing such thoughts out loud wouldn’t be wise, particularly not when he had unceremoniously been jammed into a group quarters with Yilmaz, Durrane, and Titus. “Officers dumping the grunts into little cells while they get their own place. Some things never change.” Not that Aisen was in any particular position to complain about such behavior, having indulged in what small luxuries of power a PDF Sergeant could manage wherever and whenever possible.
Still, that certainly wasn’t going to keep him from complaining about it when the little purple devil wasn’t around.
“Why in the Emperor’s ballsacks does a little xeno slave driver get her own quarters when we’re crammed in here?” he managed, his intended inspirational anger somewhat muted by the fact that he was face down in his pillow.
“Because she is an Acolyte of the Holy Inquisition and we do not enjoy such a station. It is natural that rank carries privileges, even for an alien,” came the infuriatingly emotionless reply from Red Eye, or Durrane as his actual name went.
Aisen groaned. “If there’s anything almost as bad as the bloody xeno bitch, it’s that cold-blooded bastard! How can he be so bloody calm about all this? We’re humans! The Emperor’s own chosen! And some alien… cartoon… horse gets to order us around like slaves! It’s an outrage! A damned nightmare! And that bastard just acts like it’s no more important than crumbs on a jacket!”
“Stop your whinin’. I’m tryin’ ta get a bit a’ shut-eye.” Yilmaz’s deep, bass voice resounded throughout the squad quarters.
Aisen blindly groped around his small space for several seconds before his fingers closed around what he had been seeking. Raising a tiny metal flask, a pale shadow of the one he’d lost on the night he’d performed his blind charge, to his lips, Aisen took a long swig. The alcohol he’d “acquired” from a bondsman with an unhealthy gambling addiction flowed down his throat. It wasn’t very good, but it was something.
“Eh,” he managed after a long silence. “Shove it up your collective arse and smoke it, you alien backside-kissers.”
“You know she’s only trying to whip you into shape before our boss throws us back out there,” came the voice of that despicable xeno-lover, Titus.
“By killing us before the ‘crons can?” snorted Aisen. “Back in the hive, I heard tell that there’s kind of xeno that likes to take human slaves. Not to work, but just for the sport they get outa watching ‘em suffer and die in their arenas and dungeons. I think that our “good” Acolyte must be one of them.”
“She ain’t tryin’ to kill you, lad. That’s just the way she is. Believe it or not, you’ll find that she’s… actually pretty amiable most of the time,” Titus retorted from his bunk.
“I don’t believe it.”
“The thing you gotta realize about her is that she really hates the ‘crons. And I’m not talking like proper Imperial hatred for the heretic, neither. I mean she can get real fugging obsessive about hurtin’ ‘em. Somethin’ keeping her from dishing out pain on the metal bastards and she goes a bit crazy, starts getting’ real vicious on whatever’s between them and her. I’ve been with her for years, I know these things.”
“Yeah? And do I bloody look like I’m standin’ between them ‘crons and that purple daemon? They can have each other for all I care.”
“You ain’t gettin’ it. You lads,” there was a rustling sound from the direction of Titus’ bunk, Aisen presumed he was gesturing. “Aren’t exactly Imperial Stormtrooper quality.”
Aisen laughed harshly. “Well congratulations on figurin’ it out! Ya want a medal or something? Get to the point!”
“She can’t fight them herself. She’d get killed in seconds, minutes at best.”
“I’m not seeing the downside of that from here.”
“The Acolyte needs a team. And right now, that’s us. But you lot ain’t what she’s used to working with, and to her that’s an obstacle. You get it now?”
“What? She’s beating us because she’s an obsessive psycho in addition to being a xeno witch?”
“She’s pushin’ you so hard because she thinks you might let everything go to hell on mission one if she doesn’t. And she never wants anything to go anything less than perfect ‘gainst the Necrons. That’s the thing you ain’t getting’. She won’t let anything stop her from hurting them however she can, no matter what. That’s why she pulled the trigger. That’s why she’s drivin’ you all so hard. She normally ain’t the sort to be too stringent, but… she’ll never accept anything screwing her war with them. Don’t do that, and from what I seen she’ll treat you right. Do that, and… well, you saw what happened earlier.”
“Oh, great. Pleasant bloody dreams to you too.”
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“This,” Twilight gestured at a woman standing behind her with her front right hoof. “Is Imperial Guardswoman Liah Nessi. This,” she gestured with her left to the man standing next to Nessi. “Is Planetary Defense Force Private Ener Di’Tal. I have taken the time to have a little talk with them and am assured that neither my species will not be a problem to their integration into this squad, nor will they be giving us trouble. Will there be any from your end?” she asked the four men in front of her.
“No!” came the unified and timely response.
Twilight smiled to see even the good Sergeant Aisen jumping to respond on que, though she frowned a little when she noticed his eyes lingering overlong on Nessi. “Better keep an eye on that,” she decided. “Just in case.”
Twilight beckoned. “Then what are we waiting for, soldiers? We have training to do!”
++Facility 2W6379BJ, Denton III++
Trazyn the Infinite stared down from his command throne at the team of Deathmark assassins kneeling at his feet. “Is it finished? Are the Inquisition’s men slain?”
The leader of the elite squad and master sniper, Teritekh, raised his head from its bowed position. “Yes, my lord. The Stormtroopers suspected nothing until we struck. Not one did we leave alive.”
“Good. Very well done, honored warrior.” A lie, of course. Deathmarks were abhorrant to the old codes of martial honor that some of the Necrontyr still clung to. Not that Trazyn intended to be bound by such trivial nonsense. Particularly not when there were unique artifacts to preserve. “You may rise. I have another task for you.”
“What is your will?” asked Teritekh as he and his men regained their feet.
“Another squad of Inquisitorial Stormtroopers is attempting to scout out our positions in Quadrent X52981. Destroy it.”
“By your command.” The Deathmarks vanished quickly into one of their portals, returning to their pocket dimension until it came time to strike.
Once they were gone, Trazyn pressed a combination of buttons on his armrest, bringing a black-grey disk floating down from the ceiling. The machine presented itself to Trazyn. A handful of seconds later, an image appeared in its center. The uninformed would have suspected they were looking at a mirror.
“Honored Lychguard,” Trazyn said to the duplicate image. “Are my units in position?”
“Yes, my Overlord,” came the Lychgaurd’s reply, in Trazyn’s own voice. “All is in readiness. We merely await your signal.”
“The assault may begin as soon as scouts confirm the presence of the Deathwatch Space Marines.”
“As you wish,” said the subordinate wearing his master’s form.
“Remember, Lychguard, this must be convincing. The Deathwatch must believe that I lead this attack personally. Do not allow them to suspect otherwise. I do not want a single Imperial leaving that facility during this time. Keep them occupied until I signal you to withdraw.”
“It will be done, Overlord.”
“Good. I look forward to your successful return.” With that, Trazyn shut down the communications link with another few taps of his controls. Had he been able to smile any longer, he would have done so at that moment.
Instead, Trazyn the Infinite rose from his throne. Heavy thuds echoed through the gloom as he strode through his temporary headquarters – until a few days ago, an Adeptus Mechanicus facility deep in the polluted wastelands between the hive cities on Denton III. Nemesra Ehtekhra’s sources indicated that this place had had substantial ties to the Inquisition. Of course, the same data had placed it on a list of targets to be left alone for the time being, but such petty orders meant nothing compared to the chance to correct the mistake he’d been forced to make all those years ago and secure a priceless biological relic for eternal preservation in the Solemnance Galleries.
The Inquisition could not fail to investigate the base’s sudden silence. And with its other teams destroyed or occupied elsewhere…
Everything was in place, now he had just to wait until his quarry showed itself.
After all, it was simply a matter of time.
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Huh, depending on the scope for this, the question is raised... can those turned into hard light statues be returned to life?
Dunno. But I think Trazyn stated he had his Equestrian prisoners in stasis. He might have decided no to convert then until he had a full set. Also Twilight is a very powerful Psyker and might be able to magic them back to normal.
wasn't Discord?
Great chapter again. Beware, Trazyn, Twilight is coming for you...
4739186 Given that this is Trayzn, one could very well say visa-versa
4738753 Now why would Trayzn ever settle for just one biological relic when there are four more subjects to be claimed?
Well only one more now but you get the point
Oh goodie, so the other remaining Equestrians DO get saved!
All hail the purple slavedriver overlord
Though that was a good bit of insights from Tittus, how Twilight gets worked up about obstacles in her crusade against Necrons, and the comparatively sorry state of her team qualifying as an obstacle. Guess he does know her pretty well after all these years. Though one shouldn't really complain much considering she is training right alongside them rather than sitting on the sidelines and barking orders, and if anything is going to let them survive being thrown in the deep end, it's going to be more advanced training and preparation ... as much as 5 days can accomplish on that front, anyway.
And it looks like they will be put to the test soon enough. A trap laid by Trazyn specifically to lure Twilight in? I will be very surprised if everyone walks away from that, though who knows - Twilight's mix-mashed squad may yet surprise everyone by pulling off the impossible.
Still, this pretty much does confirm that the Necrons have a traitor inside the Inquisition working for them - how else would Trazyn know that all of the closely available Inquisition squads have been taken out or otherwise unavailable, leaving only Twilight's team to respond. Hm, I wonder if this means they won't even get the 5 days she had been planning on and will have to move out as soon as the base is taken over. This should be interesting indeed.
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With what we have seen Equestrian magic do, matter transmutation from organic to inorganic, then back to function organic included, I imagine it would be possible. Sadly doesn't do much for the Equestrian species though, because even if in the end they manage to regain the other 3 Alicorns, they still lack the numbers and, more importantly - males, to even try and rebuild, and that's beside the point that Imperium would probably never allow it. At best, Twilight gets 3 other companions in her eternal war against Necrons.
4739823 Your making the assumption that Trazyn only took the Alicorns. Knowing him, he probably took more than that. Beyond that, we ARE taking about beings that use magic (considering much of what they do goes beyond even Alpha+ level Psyker abilities, it fits the word) and are immensely powerful. I imagine they may be able to do something about the whole dead race thing.
The Imperium not allowing it... eh, would depend on a lot of things. Heh, maybe they could get themselves declared as sanctioned Abequines or something.
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Hm, you might be right. I took a look at the bonus chapter of The Dark Ones, and it indeed mentions that a larger amount of specimens, besides the three alicorns, was taken. In which case, with some, ahem, dedicated effort (
), it might be possible to repopulate the race to a degree to ensure population growth, if they can be freed from the galleries.
The Imperium allowing it though ... hm ... well, it's not impossible I guess - they do work with (as in, make use of) a few xeno species after all, and by that time Twilight would have a well-standing rapport of being a valuable asset to the Imperium. I suppose something could be worked out, though it would hardly be the Equestria it was before.
4739904 No, it would not. But then, In the grimdarkness of the 41st millennium (or the 38th at that point I suppose), Equestria has already proven to be an untenable dream. Really, if the skull boys hadn't killed them, something else would have. Hell, If anything, they lucked out. Much harder to come back from being Tyranid food or Chaos Corrupted than it is to come back from being transmuted, at least when magic is involved
4739371 No I meant wasn't Discord turned to stone and he was still alive. So since there in the "Light prisons" shouldn't they be.
4763720 Oh so you meant in the stone.
Also, not to be rude or anything but I don't really know what you mean with that second sentence
4763935 What I mean is if you read the last FIMFIC in the series you would know that all of Equestria was put in "Light prisons" and that I was saying that that means they are still alive.
4768094 I did read the last fiction on this, and yeah Discord was placed in a hard light prison, but now I wonder why you asked about discord in the first place, I don't recall anyone saying he wasn't placed in stasis.
Also why does everyone seem so sure that Trayzn's prisoners will be released? Trayzn would never take them out of his gallery, is it the mention of a relic? Because I find it more likely that Trayzn is searching for a new relic here, than protecting his other relics, as this is certainly not his world, and as mentioned above, he would never have any reason to take them off world. And don't forget what happened to the last folks who tried to mess with Trayzn's collection on his world.
2 things 1: thats a new one and 2: why the plural?
I'm confused, is it the Necrontyr or the Necrons. Names sound similar, but they are different stages of the same species.
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Because the emperors got a quad.