Champion: Part 1

[Gentlemanloser]

(Not proofed, just knocked up for fun.  I hope you enjoy!)

 

Gannon widened his stance, settling his centre of gravity a touch lower as he reversed the grip he held on Eos, one of his paired Anointed Nemesis Falchions, holding the blade now backwards down the length of his forearm.  The baying horde was fast approaching, but Gannon’s duty was clear, his determination resolute.  Behind him Brother-Captain Drusus stood immobile; his entire essence bound tight in a sorcerous battle with the malign will trapped within a vast altar.  An altar dedicated to the profane and the primary objective of this mission.

 

In addition to his Brotherhood’s Champion, Gannon, Brother-Captain Drusus had bought with him a squad of his finest Grey Knights, all clad in ancient Tactical Dreadnought armour.  They had performed exquisitely, bringing the Emperors justice to an enclave of the Warp, just to reach this Altar.  But the price had been high.  Of the 7 to leave the orbiting Battle Cruiser, only the two now remained, and Gannon vowed silently that none would pass him to reach his Brother-Captain.

 

“My armour is contempt.” Gannon intoned, allowing the Vox unit of his artificer armour to carry his words towards the creatures bounding towards him, creatures just the sight of which would shatter the mind of any mortal who happened to view them.  But Gannon had been trained for years on the moon Titan, indoctrinated into the Grey Knights, heart and soul fully tempered to resist the taint and corruption of the Warp and its denizens.

 

“My shield is disgust.”  As the creatures billowed out to surround him, Gannon edged backwards towards his Brother-Captain, making sure to cover as much of his exposed body as possible.  Gannon tensed, dipping the point of Nyx, his other Anointed Nemesis Falchion, towards the ground in front of him.

 

“My sword is hatred.”  The slightest command, slightest release of mental power, sent sparks of sorcerous energy flooding through the silver hexagramic wards suffused into his skin on to the circuitry of his Aegis suit and out to active the nano-filaments of his Falchions.  Eos and Nyx began to blur, Sanctic power humming through their twin blades.

 

“In the Emperor’s name, let none survive!” Brazenly, one of the Warp born spawn plucked courage yet seen in its brethren, eager to be the one to kill the Champion on front of them, and surged towards Gannon.  The creature, a mass of bone and muscle, gripped a wicked looking jagged sword in both hands and cried out in murderous rage as it swung towards the Knights neck, attempting to sever his head form his shoulders in a single powerful blow and a gory spray of blood.

 

Gannon was quicker, catching the Daemonic weapon on the blade of Eos and deflecting the blow up over his head.  In retaliation Nyx swept upwards, catching the Daemon on the thigh and parting flesh with a ripple.  Sanctic power flooded into the creature, its material form starting to fracture from the wound on it leg.  Wasting no time, not letting the Daemon recover, Gannon twisted his body, bringing Eos down behind him, skewering his opponent through the sternum.

 

Eos ripped free as the Brotherhood Champion turned to face the rest of the horde.  As the body of their comrade dissolved back into the Warp, they fell as one upon the Knight, howling and cursing for blood, death and destruction.

[Machine God]

This should be in Fan Fiction!

[Gentlemanloser]

Doh! Didn't realise there was a fan fiction sub forum.