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Descent of Angels a Blood Angels short story


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The Stormraven's hull rattled as hundreds or rounds of small arms fire ricocheted off it, jolting it's passengers in every direction. The yellow light above the hatch came on causing the battle brothers to ready their weapons and activate their jump packs. The gunship suddenly banked left and the squad inside felt the hull shuddering even harder and recognized the multiple sound of the multiple reports of a Hurricane Bolter. The pilot's voice came over the comm link "Brothers the DZ has been cleared." and with that the green light flashed on and the hatch opened. The members of Assault Squad Darious exited in twos, to descend on their enemies like scarlet angels of death.

 

As soon as the last brother made his drop, the 'Raven banked away in search of a new target. Hatch closed, the top ball turret's dual assault cannons spun up and began barking rounds into a line of armoured truck transports rumbling towards the front lines. Tracers stitched parallel lines into the convoy, turning two of the three trucks into burning hulks and causing the other one to swerve and overturn itself. Receiving a sudden burst of machine code reporting a formation of enemy heavy tanks thundering into the battle from the flank, the pilot changed course again, and spat four contrails into the air as the targeting information had simultaneously uploaded, the pilot had engaged the enemy formation from an extreme range. After releasing it's payload, the 'Raven turned to head back to it's berthing space aboard the strike force's flagship the strike cruiser Enzio's Fury.

 

 

Darious felt the Stormraven's deck plating fall away as he leapt from the transport, jump pack slowing his descent as he chose the place he was going to land. Darious heard the thrusters of his brothers above and behind him and let out a battle cry as he activated his ancient gauntlet he could feel the power coursing through it. Darious and his squad fell from the skies like angels of the Emperor's vengance, just as Darious knew they were. He could see the destruction the Hurricane Bolters had wrought. The secessionists survivors were just getting their wits about them again when the crimson specters where among them belching firey retribution from their sanctified flamer. Darious pulped the nearest man with his powerfist and blasted round after round out of his might boltpistol. Before Darious could find another target, the entire enemy formation was was gone. Hooking the pistol on his belt, Darious dipped his armoured hand into the wound of one of the fallen, with his thirst satisfied after wiping the the trickle of wine colored liquid from his chin, Darious ordered his brother to the skies once again in search of more victims.

 

well that's the story. i may decided to add to it later. if i do, i'll post the addition right below this. any way constructive C&C welcome. the goal was to feature the DoA rules, the SR, and the Red Thirst.

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