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Forte had been missing his old pack members since the Grand Companies had gone into war zones. Being a Blood Claw in Bjorn Stormwolf’s Company had put them on the front line against the rampaging Orks. Just the thing to take his mind off things.

 

Inside the Redeemer had been cramped with the other twelve Claws and the Terminator clad Janshen. Forte had already butted heads with Janshen after disobeying orders on a few occasions, even though his actions had always delivered. Janshen wanted the glory for his own saga and depriving him of this hadn’t sat well with his ego. For a Wolf Guard, he wasn’t a patch on Jonas, Maverik or even Hendrik.

 

Stuck at the back of the troop compartment was Janshen’s way of showing who’s in charge. He would be the last in and this was eating at him.

The noise of Ork gun fire impacting on the hull was almost deafening, though the claws added enough with their own enthusiastic shouting to the din. Forte just wanted to get stuck in and crack some Ork skulls though it wouldn’t be the same without Arez to compete with.

 

“Listen up whelps. We’re hitting the main gate first so get it right and you’ll live to fight again. Get in my way and I’ll take you myself.” Janshen was a jerk.

 

Forte was quiet with this bunch. They joked, saying he should go live with the scouts. Always ended badly for the one mouthing off. There was a fair few broken noses and they hadn't been in combat yet.

 

The Redeemer jerked suddenly as it crashed through the gates of the Ork base. The assault cannon had been eating through rounds and now the sound of promethium being pushed through piping added to the sounds of battle. Claxons sounded moments before frag launchers discharged their payload.

 

“FOR FENRIS” came from the back of the pack.

“FORTE...DON’T MAKE ME...” Janshen didn’t get a chance to finish what he wanted to say as the hatch blew open and the pack surged out, pretty much carrying the Wolf Claw armed Terminator with it. Smells of burnt flesh filled the air and the heat was intense. Finally.

 

Unleashing a burst from his bolt pistol into the face of the first Ork felt rewarding. The explosive bolts sending blood, bone and tissue in every direction. The next Ork caught the first axe swing through its arm and into its chest, momentum from the charge helping the axe pass through the torso. Ducking under a choppa and unleashing a short burst into the Orks chest, blowing its back out.

 

The mob was large but the Claws were pumped and the murder make was on them. Janshen was pushing hard, hacking and slashing at any enemies which got too close. The whoosh of burning promethium igniting the air and scorching anything it touched. Assault Cannon rounds tearing enemies to pieces.

 

A few claws had been hacked down. One literally torn in two by the hulking Nobs Power Klaw. Janshen trying to get to it but getting bogged down. His movements betraying his frustration. Forte, being more nimble in power armour was getting through much easier. Popping a krak grenade into his fist and preparing it for use.

Unleashing short bursts at every green skin in the way and gaining the attention of the Nob in the process. The two charging towards each other, smashing bodies and dodging blows. Everything seemed to slow. Heart’s pumping in unison. All senses heightened to perfection.

Another Ork stepped into Forte’s path and got a full boot in the face as he jumped and used the Orks collapsing head as a springboard towards the charging, bellowing Nob.

The two collided with Forte managing to force his arm down the Nobs throat, all the way to the shoulder before being hurled sideways by a swipe of an arm the size of a tree trunk.

 

“DIEEEEEEEEEEEEE UMIE SKUM” bellowed the Nob before the grenade went off showering everything near in thick, sticky, black blood. Including the whole front of Janshen.

 

Forte could barely move after being hit so hard but the sight of Janshen brought a smile to his face.

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It might not be great to longtooth like you ;) but I'm a green and think this is awesome ;) Now go write some more! :tu:

Thank you. I may be a long tooth in real life. And with plenty of grey hairs too. But in terms of Space Wolf experience. I'm still pretty green myself.

 

And Arez...yes I called you Arez. Don't get used it ;) Cheers.

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