BLACK BLΠFLY Posted April 15, 2011 Author Share Posted April 15, 2011 - edited for 2x post - Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/221107-blood-strike/page/8/#findComment-2725787 Share on other sites More sharing options...
BLACK BLΠFLY Posted April 15, 2011 Author Share Posted April 15, 2011 Caine felt his legs go weak as the holocaust rained down. The air was pitch black except for the outline of the Brother Captain. He heard Atreedes laugh then the Brother Captain reached down and ripped the chalice free from his belt. The Flesh Tearer tried to move but his strength was completely depleted. "Open the channel to teleport." said the Grey Knight. "Target acquired with minimal resistance." The words burned in Caine's ears. The smell of ozone filled the air and the image of Atreedes started to ripple. There was the sound of a stiff grunt. With all his might the Flesh Tearer was just able to turn his head. He could see that somehow the Void Walker had managed to crawl over and wrap his good arm around a leg of the Grey Knight. Atreedes looked down at his bested foe. "Resistance is futile." boomed his voice above the steadily growing cry of the teleporter beacon. Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/221107-blood-strike/page/8/#findComment-2726041 Share on other sites More sharing options...
BLACK BLΠFLY Posted April 16, 2011 Author Share Posted April 16, 2011 Atreedes stepped down from the teleport chamber. The Void Walker was curled in a fetal position laying upon the floor of the battle barge. A tech Marine stood at the console waiting attendantly on his commander. The Brother Captain held up the chalice. "The task is complete. Now we must return to Titan." "My liege." replied the tech Marine. "The Blood Angels have given imminent warning. Their strike cruiser has taken a position cutting us off from our point to re enter the warp. Their guns are trained upon us." Atreedes stepped down. "Their ship is no match for the Glorious Retribution. It is literally a ship of fools. Prepare to make way." Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/221107-blood-strike/page/8/#findComment-2726161 Share on other sites More sharing options...
BLACK BLΠFLY Posted April 16, 2011 Author Share Posted April 16, 2011 "My liege the strike cruiser is launching boarding torpedoes and we have detected a teleport beacon activated within this chamber. I recommend that we prepare to be boarded." said the tech Marine. "How could a beacon have been activated?" Atreedes frowned as he spoke then he looked down to spy the crumpled figure of the Chaplain. The Void Walker held a slim canister in his power fist and a series of runes were blinking on top pulsing red and then green. "Even in death we might still serve." whispered the Blood Saint. He held the beacon tightly. One by one each rune blinked to a steady bright green. Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/221107-blood-strike/page/8/#findComment-2726483 Share on other sites More sharing options...
BLACK BLΠFLY Posted April 16, 2011 Author Share Posted April 16, 2011 Atreedes grunted in anger as he aimed his wrist mounted stormbolter upon the fallen Chaplain. "I should have made sure I put you down back on that filth of a planet." There came the crack of lightning and the smell of fresh ozone as a large cluster of Marines began to take form within the chamber. The Brother Captain fired his stormbolter but the shots skewed off as the tip of a boarding torpedo crashed through the bulkhead. A ring on meltas embedded around the front of the boarding craft burned white hot blazing all at once. A section of the bulkhead split off and the forward hatch opened. Brother Abel stepped out from the hatch wearing a suit of red terminator armor. More crimson bedecked terminators spilled out beside him flexing their lightning claws and limbering up their thunderhammers. "Resistance is futile." whispered the Chaplain. Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/221107-blood-strike/page/8/#findComment-2726488 Share on other sites More sharing options...
BLACK BLΠFLY Posted April 16, 2011 Author Share Posted April 16, 2011 A terminator carrying an assault cannon stepped out from the hatch of the boarding torpedo and immediately took aim firing a salvo into the control system manned by the tech Marine. The panels exploded knocking the tech Marine back against the rear bulkhead. Atreedes growled in frustration as he pulled loose the force sword hanging from his belt. "Suppressor squadron to landing chamber one. Move out!" he shouted into his comm bead. The assault cannon continued to fire as another boarding torpedo crashed through the inner walls of the battle barge. Another terminator manning an assault cannon stepped beside the other one and together they took focused aim upon the Brother Captain. Atreedes stepped forward against the exploding shells. His armor held as the slugs bounced harmlessly off his chestplate. Again he began to speak the ritual words to invoke the holocaust but then one slug hit the side of his helmet knocking him back. A squad of tactical Marines left the second boarding craft and began to rapid fire their bolters on full auto into the Grey Knight. Atreedes felt a re inforced joint crack under the strain of the overwhelming full frontal assault. The tactical sergeant began to toss blind grenades into the chamber and the exploding canisters filled the room full of clouds of billowing dark smoke. Atreedes felt his armor beginning to strain under the steady pour. The Blood Saint with the lightning claws was shouting at him but he could not hear above the boom of the many guns. The Blood Saints were sending Marines and terminators around to outflank him. Quickly the Brother Captain incanted the holocaust and the black void opened again. He felt a sharp prick within his brain then the void closed. He could sense the presence of another psyker within the chamber. Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/221107-blood-strike/page/8/#findComment-2726627 Share on other sites More sharing options...
BLACK BLΠFLY Posted April 17, 2011 Author Share Posted April 17, 2011 There was the roaring sound of the assault cannons ringing in Atreedes' ears. The Brother Captain fanned his sword knocking aside some of the heavy shells as bolter rounds pattered off his tactical dreadnaught armor. The admantium plating was chipped and webs of thin cracks split through the outer layer. He could see the commander of the Blood Saints now as the smoke began to clear. It was a devil in the guise of a Space Marine thought Atreedes as he spied the long pointed fangs descending from the Blood Saint's upper lip. It's eyes glowed with hate as the Blood Saint moved forward through the gun fire brandishing it's long sharp claws. Atreedes raised his sword and counter charged. Brother Abel spread his claws out wide fending off the hard blows from the Grey Knight's sword. The devil moved as quick as lightning now that they had engaged one another. His shape was like the smoke as he struck back like a hooded viper. Atreedes felt the tips of the lightning claws pierce his shell digging into his abdomen. The Brother Captain then head butted the Blood Saint knocking the devil back. The points of the claws slipped out as fresh blood began to flow from the open wounds. Still the Marines fired upon him from the sides of the chamber catching him in a deadly crossfire that bought time for their leader to shake off the blow and relaunch his attack. Now Atreedes was forced to protect himself from the long sharp claws swinging his sword around to quickly parry one attack after another. "Supressor squadron I need you now!" bellowed the Brother Captain into his comm bead as stinging drops of sweat dripped into his eyes. The devil renewed it's attack driving both sets of claws towards the Grey Knight's neck. Effortlessly he brought up his force sword deflecting the blows then suddenly one set of claws retracted their path and stabbed into his side shearing through the admantium plates. Atreedes felt the stinging pain as he spun away. Again the bolters blazed separating the Brother Captain from his assailant. Another joint hissed as it's pneumatic seal was ruptured. Atreedes focused his will shutting out the sound of the booming thunder. He gripped the hilt of his force sword with both gauntlets and raised it up ready to deliver the killing blow. The Marines would have to surpress their fire so that the red devil could attack again and this time he would be ready. Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/221107-blood-strike/page/8/#findComment-2726971 Share on other sites More sharing options...
robot530 Posted April 17, 2011 Share Posted April 17, 2011 Very good. Your Commander appears to have mastered Hit and Run! The Grey Knight is a brute. Excellent. I am a fan. Heh! This fight appears to be more epic then the previous ones. Good technique. Escalation equals good drama. I recommend you continue. Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/221107-blood-strike/page/8/#findComment-2727783 Share on other sites More sharing options...
BLACK BLΠFLY Posted April 17, 2011 Author Share Posted April 17, 2011 More to come soon! : ) Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/221107-blood-strike/page/8/#findComment-2727792 Share on other sites More sharing options...
BLACK BLΠFLY Posted April 18, 2011 Author Share Posted April 18, 2011 Brother Abel held up one of his lightning claws and suddenly his Marines halted their shooting. "Turn over the chalice and we will leave you be." said the Blood Saint to Atreedes. The Priest lowered his claws again taking on a defensive posture. "We have cut off your Grey Knights. You are all alone here save for the tech Marine." "This is high treason!" shouted the Brother Captain. "Your actions will not be tolerated!" "Neither shall yours Atreedes. You have commandeered an ancient relic of the Blood Angels with no due cause. You have much to answer but if you hand it over now then this can all be forgotten." said Brother Abel calmly. "I know much of your ilk. You call yourself the Blood Saints but in truth you are nothing more than venomous daemons wearing Imperial armor in the guise as Astartes. You spend much of your time in the warp. You are all corrupt, even more so than the Knights of Blood. You and your kind are an affront to the holy Emperor! No Grey Knight would stoop so low to collude with your cult. This chalice is nothing more than a ward of Chaos. I can see in your wicked eyes you know I speak the truth." Atreedes' voice boomed as he spat the words like bitter bile. "Do you truly think you are so different than I?" questioned the Blood Saint. "Your chapter is well versed in demonology, that it the sole reason for your existence. You are most secretive and use your guile to remain hidden from the eyes of the Imperium but we Blood Saints know of you most intimately. You think yourself above the rest of us. Your motives you think should not be questioned by those such as myself whom you look down upon from your high perch on Titan. Might makes right, that is your true battle cry. Our paths have crossed before and they shall cross again as it has been foretold in the past. "The Crimson Grail in truth is a golden cup in which some blood spilt from the Archfiend, Horus, after Sanguinius breached his armor during the final battle above Terra. It is a most potent artifact and one which you have no right to bare." said Brother Abel. A hush fell over the chamber as the dreaded truth of his words were spoken. "My Primarch gave his life so that the Emperor could save the Imperium. It was an ultimate sacrifice. You have no right to the Grail and we won't leave until it's in our hands. Your death means nothing to us if that is what is required here now." Atreedes could hear the Marines pulling back the breaches on their bolters and the steady hum of the assault cannons beginning to limber up again. "Your armor is voided beyond functionality." continued Brother Abel. "If I give the command to open fire at will because you decide not to comply with my request then you have no one to blame but yourself." "Ha!" bitterly laughed the Brother Captain. "You would shoot down a lone Grey Knight like a dog." he sneered. "I cannot comply with your request and you know that to be so. I challenge you to face me in hand to hand combat unassisted. To the true victor should go the spoils as it has been said." "So be it then!" said Brother Abel. "I shall grant you your death wish but know this, it will be a very painful end indeed." Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/221107-blood-strike/page/8/#findComment-2727947 Share on other sites More sharing options...
ReachOnyx2552 Posted April 19, 2011 Share Posted April 19, 2011 Stubborn Grey Knight shall die now. Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/221107-blood-strike/page/8/#findComment-2729069 Share on other sites More sharing options...
BLACK BLΠFLY Posted April 19, 2011 Author Share Posted April 19, 2011 :P Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/221107-blood-strike/page/8/#findComment-2729190 Share on other sites More sharing options...
Brother Nathan Posted April 19, 2011 Share Posted April 19, 2011 have to say, awsome! just hope the grey knight dosent hve a halberd, +2 init will probaably win it for him if he does B) Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/221107-blood-strike/page/8/#findComment-2729658 Share on other sites More sharing options...
BLACK BLΠFLY Posted April 19, 2011 Author Share Posted April 19, 2011 I'm glad to know you are enjoying the story. That is what it is all about! : ) G :( Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/221107-blood-strike/page/8/#findComment-2729944 Share on other sites More sharing options...
BLACK BLΠFLY Posted April 19, 2011 Author Share Posted April 19, 2011 All was silent then there came the sound of a hard click followed by the dull boom of a bolter. Atreedes turned just in time to see that the Void Walker had propped himself up against a bulkhead and had removed his power power fist. In place of the combat weapon his bare hand held a boltgun by the pistol grip. The miniature rocket spiraled out from the muzzle zeroing in on an imaginary line towards his helmet. The massed amounts of gunfire had compromised a point between his eye lenses and the Brother Captain could sense that the rocket had been precisely aimed at this point of weakness. "Don't blink." said the Chaplain in his gruff voice. Atreedes could not overcome the involuntary reflex as his eyelids claimed shut tight. The Grey Knight's last thought was one of self loathing and then the tip of the miniature rocket penetrated the weak point between his eyes bursting through his brain pan. His skull exploded spraying the immediate vicinity with a cloud of grey brain matter and shards of broken skull bone. The suit of tactical dreadnaught armor toppled over crashing upon the deck. Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/221107-blood-strike/page/8/#findComment-2730226 Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tabgoi Posted April 20, 2011 Share Posted April 20, 2011 Great stuff man. I was looking forward to seeing how you would handle a melee fight between a BA and a GK but this is a great resolution. I am definately looking forward to more, especially if it involves explaining the void walker at some point. Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/221107-blood-strike/page/8/#findComment-2730608 Share on other sites More sharing options...
BLACK BLΠFLY Posted April 20, 2011 Author Share Posted April 20, 2011 INTERMISSION Several centuries have passed since the boarding action on the Grey Knight battle barge, the Glorious Retribution. A thermonuclear warhead fired from the Blood Saints strike cruiser eliminated all evidence of the event. The Grey Knights hold a strong grudge against the Blood Saints as a result and patiently await the time when they can exact their cold revenge. The Flesh Tearer named Caine disappeared and was presumed missing in action, his name mysteriously stricken from the short roll for his chapter. Nothing more is ever mentioned of the Crimson Grail. A small group of Blood Saints are now called upon a secret mission that will take them deep into the Eye of Terror. Rumor has it they are searching for a traitor whom must be eliminated with extreme prejudice... Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/221107-blood-strike/page/8/#findComment-2731499 Share on other sites More sharing options...
robot530 Posted April 21, 2011 Share Posted April 21, 2011 Applause! Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/221107-blood-strike/page/8/#findComment-2731529 Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bradley Powers Posted April 21, 2011 Share Posted April 21, 2011 Very nice. Applause indeed! Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/221107-blood-strike/page/8/#findComment-2731559 Share on other sites More sharing options...
BLACK BLΠFLY Posted April 22, 2011 Author Share Posted April 22, 2011 A small lander hovered above the horizon of a deserted fort then settled down. Two moons lit the sky, one blood red and the other pale green. The air was thick like honey with humidity and bottle flies buzzed in huge swarms. The landing craft was pitch black and cast an aura of solitude. A landing door opened from the bottom knocking up a cloud of mud. Rolling down the plank came an unmanned servitor mounted on treads. It came out just beyond the lander and raised a small array of spindly antenna. All was quiet except for the buzzing of the flies. Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/221107-blood-strike/page/8/#findComment-2733710 Share on other sites More sharing options...
BLACK BLΠFLY Posted April 23, 2011 Author Share Posted April 23, 2011 In the heart of the strike cruiser there lay an iron sarcophagus. The body of a Blood Saint laid inside immersed in a pool of warmed blood. Eternal mindless slumber... Until the harsh striking of an iron bell. The body stirred for a brief moment then laid back to rest in a dark oblivion of numb sleep. Again the iron bell tolled chimed like a restless banshee. Finally awoken after a century of nocturnal rest the Blood Saint stirred back to life. His muscles ached with the reawakening of the flesh. Slowly the heavy lid creaked open and dimmed rays of light pierced through the deep crimson. Raising his arms to grasp the opened top of the sarcophagus the Blood Saint pulled hard feeling the strain as his bare chest broke through the surface of blood. He gasped as he spat out amniotic fluid that filled his lungs. The Void Walker's nails were long and sharp cutting grooves into the iron as if it were soft to the touch. He sniffed the air sensing the great taint that laid below. Slowly he ran the tip of his tongue over the sharp filed points of his fangs. The smell was atrocious. Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/221107-blood-strike/page/8/#findComment-2733980 Share on other sites More sharing options...
BLACK BLΠFLY Posted April 24, 2011 Author Share Posted April 24, 2011 The Blood Saint rose up stiffly then carefully stepped out from the sarcophagus. Small eddies of blood pooled around his bare feet leaving smudged footprints as he walked over to to the small armory built into his personal chamber. He pulled a long syringe from a drawer then injected the bright green fluid into an artery bulging from his neck. There was immediate pain and the Chaplain fell to his knees dropping the needle which shattered upon striking the hard cold floor. His body tremored then spasmed as he was racked with an awful bout of vicious coughing. Bile spilled from his open mouth interspersed with the cold amniotic fluid. He sat still for a moment until the spasms finally subsided. The Chaplain coughed one last time then gasped as the freezing air filled his lungs. Righting himself up again the Blood Saint found a small mirror fastened to one of the bulkhead and peered into himself. His hair had grown long flowing down his back in matted tangles as well as a long flowing beard. His one organic eye was bloodshot while the bionic orb blinked a pulse of dull red. Slowly the serum coursed through his bloodstream and the hard effects of the long term stasis began to subside. Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/221107-blood-strike/page/8/#findComment-2735348 Share on other sites More sharing options...
BLACK BLΠFLY Posted April 26, 2011 Author Share Posted April 26, 2011 +++ The Chaplain had shorn off his long mane of tangled mats and his beard as well. He threw the mounds of sticky hair into a small incinerator to burn away. He had also lit a small black stick of incense which helped to dull the awful stench. The Blood Saint stood in front of his armory and watched in silence as a steel tube descended into the floor revealing a suit of black ochred terminator armor. A huge power fist was mounted on one of the arm pieces. Rubies fashioned into shining skulls studded the joints and sparkled under the dim glow globe mounted on the ceiling. The other arm piece held his old skull helmet which had been buffed to a pearl white sheen. He stared in quiet revere before his armor soaking in the solitude of his chamber. Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/221107-blood-strike/page/8/#findComment-2737119 Share on other sites More sharing options...
BLACK BLΠFLY Posted April 29, 2011 Author Share Posted April 29, 2011 The strike cruiser shook as a payload of thermonuclear warheads fired out from the forward launch tubes down towards the planet below. The Void Walker watched in silence as the eerie trail of missiles descended down into the upper reaches of the stale atmosphere. A series of simultaneous bright explosions lit up the vid screen as one batch of warheads after another exploded covering the the stratosphere with a layer of intense sizzling static blanketing the far upper reaches of that sector with a deep crimson corona of electromagnetic interference. Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/221107-blood-strike/page/8/#findComment-2740846 Share on other sites More sharing options...
BLACK BLΠFLY Posted May 3, 2011 Author Share Posted May 3, 2011 The Chaplain looked at the sleeping face of his brother Abel through the heavy rime of frost coated on the inside of the thick face plate of the life pod. Six other Blood Saints were also stored as such in deep stasis but for some reason unbeknownst to the Void Walker their pods had not been activated. The flooring vibrated hard as another salvo of the enemy rocket launch quaked the void shields of the strike cruiser. Running his open gauntlet over the string of red pearls fastened to the hilt of his Crozius Arcanum the Chaplain slowly made his way back to the lift. One klaxon after another screamed as warning runes went off inside his helmet. He must protect his brothers at all costs. Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/221107-blood-strike/page/8/#findComment-2744989 Share on other sites More sharing options...
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