Apocalypse (Game Thread : Closed, Dead)

[sage42]

Helena scowled as she dashed after Mara as well. He Sister's followed. "I'll say it again; you aren't needed in the Medical Bay, so go 'save' those you've already judged to be worth keeping around." "And I'll say again, wrong. If the Inquisitor is possessed it won't matter where I go, the abomination that results will tear the ship apart around us." She called back to her Sister's. "Trakand, Unis, Octia, Haxta, you follow me, the rest of you split into two groups and hunt down every vile daemon on this ship. May the Father watch over you all."

"Yes Retributor!" Her Sister's called back, Helena heard a majority of their footsteps echo away as a large portion of her squad turned down down two separate hallways. I only pray that what we have is enough to repel this threat. She thought grimly.
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Mara mentally sighed. If these two couldn't stop arguing things were going to be bad. Karr would be right, the Inquisitor would be possessed, then everything would be torn apart. Ru was right, we really are nothing but fools and fanatics. She had been right. The gown under her new armor wasn't enough. She could already feel the armor scraping at her back, arms, and shins. She put on a little extra speed, this needed to end quickly.

 

[Evrant-Knight]

When Dante reached the threshold of the room that held the quarantined artifacts, he saw that the room was wide open, the door itself was blown completely off its hinges; laying strewn about the floor in various sized fragments. Inside was a scene of utter carnage, there was at least half a dozen corpses that were once Inquisitorial Shock Troopers scattered along the floor, one had a fragment of the door lodged in his head. Remarkably, a few still lived, if one could call it living given the state that they were in.

With what little life they had left in them, they were busily muttering prayers to the Emperor, praying either to save them, or to be by his side soon. If Dante was being honest, there was little he could do to help them, which was a shame. He quickly set about looking for the team's missing gear. He found what appeared to be once an equipment locker at the back.

Upon closer examination, Dante saw what appeared to be a set of Melta Bombs attached to some kind of sensor on the outside of the locker; probably a fail safe in case the room was ever breached. Fortunately, the bombs appeared to have not been working ones, though he noticed that three were missing.

Removing what was left of the door, Dante found Urd's Power Axes, along with Lith's Chainsword and Laspistol, their inscriptions still legible despite what happened. Seeing how he was going to get loaded down with gear, Dante removed the other Chainsword he had with him, and placed that on a nearby table. Looking around, he next found Solara's Power Spear on a nearby weapon rack. Now all he had to find was his Power Sword and Singing Spear.

The Sword was easy, that was on another nearby rack, the spear on the other hand, that was in a container of it's own, which looked as though it survived what it had happened unscathed. A data-slate sat next to it, and on it what looked to be a short report.

Spoiler: Urgent Transmission

HAVE THIS WEAPON SENT TO DEATHWATCH HIGH COMMAND AFTER RESEARCH HERE IS COMPLETE. PERHAPS THEY COULD SOMEHOW REPLICATE THE ABILITY FOR IT TO WARP TO ITS USER, AND APPLY IT TO OTHER PSYCHICALLY CHARGED WEAPONS. OF COURSE, THE PSYKER IT CURRENTLY BELONGS TO WILL HAVE TO BE-

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"Bastards!" Dante shouted to himself as he pried open the container with his sword. Almost immediately did the Spear warp back to his hand. Now with everything in check, Dante left the room.

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

The creature screamed and tore at its own flesh as the psychically induced gravitational anomaly tore its insides apart. After a moment it went silent and still. Its flesh began to shift back into its original form, a woman with heavy levels of cybernetic enhancement, losing its daemonic features and ceasing to be on fire. Dermal plating tastefully covering her form.

Her bionic eyes remained glowing red and open. She stared at Solara in the eyes with a violent snarl locked on her face, waiting to be released.

 

[Outcast107]

Vym was slowly starting to wake up from his deep sleep. He was dreaming of death and destruction like normal. Though that paradise was slowly fading as he was awaking. His vision picking up someone infront of him trying to wake him up. He grab her neck and lifted her up in the air. Taking a closer look as he seen it was his friend's friend.

Meaning she was his friend to as he let her down. Looking down at her with his insane glare as he mutter. "Friend.." He see the bar cage that was around him as he tries to get out. He needed to find his friend as he shook the cage door to open it.

 

[sage42]

Mara rounded the corner to the med-bay, her Bolter raised ready to fire at the daemon that the Inquisitor had been fighting when she left. What she saw however made made her jaw, and almost her bolter, drop. The daemon was held immobile, strung in the air by strips of metal from the surrounding walls. And the Inquisitor floated above, golden wings shining, banishing all the darkness from the hall. By the Emperor, a living saint!

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Helena rounded the corner half a second later. Her eyes widened in surprise. The Witch is a living Saint?! Part of her wanted to end the witch now, for daring to assume the form fit for a woman far more capable than she was. part of her wanted to kneel and weep, for she was witnessing something few other sister would. Another part of her hated herself for wanting to kneel and weep. Helena compromised as her other Sisters made it around the corner. She moved around the Inquisitor leveled her Heavy Bolter's barrel at the head of the Daemon and fired.

 

[Lunar Templar]

Urd rounded the corner into the Med Bay same time as Helena did, though didn't stop at the sight of Solara's wings, she'd seen then before, and while they where awe-inspiring, she was more concerned that the wings where out and the Daemon persisted. While Helena took a second to collect her self from the sight of a Living Saint, or something like it Urd sheathed her swords and begun to open fire on the Daemon's head with her right Plasma Gauntlet, while she set the left to a charge cycle and and started firing charged shots at the fell creatures torso.

Urd moved away from the group of Sisters as she fired, putting space between her self and them so she could vent safely when she needed to, which the sisters might notice, wasn't nearly as often as other Plasma Weapons needed to.

 

[Athol]

Lith

Well THAT was stupid. She thought as she gasped for air. Still coughing, Lith made her way to a nearby console to see if she could find the cage controls. Next airlock we see, I'm voting to space this lunatic...

Tapping a few keys, a buzzer sounded and then the lock opened with a click, the door swinging free as Vym continued to rattle the cage. From her position at the console, and well back from the cage, she slid the second bolter and the dataslate towards the Eversor. "Here, I brought you a gift...and a plea, Inquisitor Draco needs your help, she is at the point highlighted on the slate."

 

[Outcast107]

"Friend needs help..." He grabs the bolter and the slate. Looking it over as he quickly memorize it. Setting it down as he took off. Heading towards where his friend needed him. Ready to rend anything limb from limb that was hurting his friend. He would make sure they will pay. In the Emperor's name! Starting to laugh as he could only think about the carnage that was soon coming. How he was going to paint the walls red with his victims blood.

 

[Evrant-Knight]

Dante was steadily making his way towards the Medical bay, walking slowly due to the combined weight of all the weapons he was carrying. Arriving at an intersection, he was nearly knocked down by a charging Vym, which meant that either Lithian had managed to open his cage, or that Vym had broken out by his own volition. Wanting to make sure nothing happened to her, Dante headed in the opposite direction, soon finding himself in the doorway to the examination room. He could see that Lith was standing next to the release console.

"I take it by the manic flailing of arms from our resident psychotic assassin, that you managed to get him out without too much trouble then Lith?" Dante asked as he walked into the room.

"Oh, and something else, I got you a present." He then added with a smirk as he presented Lith with her prized Chainsword and Laspistol.

 

[Athol]

Lith

"I take it by the manic flailing of arms from our resident psychotic assassin, that you managed to get him out without too much trouble then Lith?"

"Something like that." She muttered in reply, rubbing at some red marks on her throat.

"Oh, and something else, I got you a present."

Lith's eye lit up like a small child's. "Oh you beautiful man you!" She exclaimed, reclaiming her weapons. Once they were settled in their proper places, she gave Dante a kiss on the cheek. "Seriously, thank you so much...they mean a lot to me. Now c'mon lets go...can't let them have all the fun!"

 

[Evrant-Knight]

"Oh you beautiful man you!" Lith exclaimed, her eyes lighting up with glee as she received her gear. Once everything was in order, she gave Dante a kiss on the cheek, which was somewhat of a surprise for Dante, almost making him blush. "Seriously, thank you so much...they mean a lot to me. Now c'mon lets go...can't let them have all the fun!" To that end, Dante smiled.

"Indeed, let's show them what we're made of, both these diehards and the daemons who seek our end. Besides, I have many more presents to give out." Dante remarked, referring of course to the small scale arsenal of weapons.

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

The bolts it received to its head caused considerable damage, nearly removing the last traces of an actual mind as daemon flesh began forming in the blasted away parts, replacing what could have been a recovered mind. The blasts of plasma to the chest burned away skin, damaged bionics, and melted armor plating.

It screamed as it was attacked so painfully, trapped in flesh. It had tried to let the equal walk away, but that chance was gone now.

A red mist began to spill from its wounds as it started shifting back into its more daemonic form, trying to rip itself free from its restraints, tearing away flesh and bone in a bid to escape.

 

[sage42]

Helena sneered and the creature before her. Why won't this thing just die! "Sister's! Open fire!" She called. The four Sister Helena had brought with her moved around the Inquisitor and leveled their Bolters at the creature. As one Helena and her Sister fired, trying to end the daemon in a hail of Bolter shells.

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Mara glared at the daemon. This was one of the few instances where her training had actually been believable. She moved with her Sister's, it felt good to actually be working with them again. She aimed and fired with the rest. She wanted this evil creature dead. Now.

 

[mcpop9]

Solara was breathing heavily as her use of her powers was taxing. "No... YOU SHALL NOT LEAVE!" she shouted and filled the room with golden light. Her hands grasped the air again, the metal responding, impaling the creature, multiple spikes going through the torso. That's when she made those erupt with a massive amount of spikes growing out of the originals, just feeding in metal from the surrounding area to supply the growth.

"Take care of it..." she said before holy golden light began to swirl around her and then consumed her as she disappeared from the room.
[hr]

Appearing near the gun control room, following the warp signature of one of the people she knew she could trust on this rock, Solara opened her eyes to the sight of Arcor winning in a fight against inquisitor Thane. A single flap of her wings sent her rocketing across the room and connecting with Arcor inside of a single shoulder check. They slammed up against the wall. Solara using a wing to shield herself from that impact.

Getting herself together, she grasped his skull in both of her hands. With her eyes now of golden light, staring directly into arcor's, she forced her way into his mind like a battering ram. Searching around, she found orders flowing into his mind from programming. Forcibly stopping the code, she spoke directly into his consciousness and out loud. "Snap out of this. you're better than those pieces of trash." she ordered him, the inquisitor appearing like a living saint.

[hr]

MEANWHILE, IN THE WEBWAY
The solitaire was hiding herself, making sure to dodge detection from any of the servitors or Secutors. Watching as one walked by her on this platform, she decided now was the time to strike. Launching her harlequin's kiss, she penetrated their skull and into their body. The wire spun around and blended flesh, bone and metal alike, killing the thing instantly. She retracted the wire an dropped down, discarding the corpse into the web way as she began to move in the shadows once more."

 

[Athol]

Lith

"Indeed, let's show them what we're made of, both these diehards and the daemons who seek our end. Besides, I have many more presents to give out."

Lith gave Dante a lopsided, predatory grin. "Here, lemme help with that..." She said, taking hold of Solara?s spear. Spear in one hand, bolter in the other, she took off in the direction Vym had run.

"Take care of it..."

She stepped through the doorway, just as Solara disappeared. "Damn it child..." She muttered, casting the spear aside. Getting a two-handed grip on her bolter, she looked over the...thing...Solara had impaled in the middle of the room. "Guess that was what she was fighting." She shrugged, took aim, and started blowing hole in creature.

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

Arcor

Arcor stood upon his enemy ready to slay him as he was struck from behind and knocked against the wall. He felt voices in his head screaming at him as the flying woman tried to speak. Then the voices stopped and she stopped. He looked down at his hands and saw a strange pistol in it, the barrel smoking purple fumes. Infront of him was the woman on the ground, fire covering her.

How had he gotten here?... he looked around for a brief moment before spotting something, a belt charge loaded with meltas. As he approached it the burning pain and voices came back causing his lucidity to leave him once again.

[hr]

The creature screamed as it was impaled and shot. Then it quickly became silent and motionless. To the world it was dead.

[hr]

Arcor entered the control chamber and sealed the door behind him. Outside the door was a wounded but alive Solara and a wounded Inquisitor Thane.

 

[mcpop9]

Solara didn't know what hit her. Thankfully her wings protected her from the blast... didn't they? She looked down and found her torso armor was gone, her skin seemingly unharmed underneath, leaving her unarmored and bare. "I am... alive after... a melta blast?" she said, but snapped back as the door closed. Solara moved over to inquisitor thane, placing her hands over him and with her abilities, he was quickly healed. "Inquisitor thane, i'll deal with him... i need you to do whatever.." she said and felt her nose begin to bleed.
"Wha... what?" she asked, holding a few fingers to her uperlip, which was starting to become covered with blood. "What's going on?" she asked, real fear beginning to flow into her eyes an face as she was horrified.

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

Arcor
After jamming in authorisation codes into the system that lay infront of him, he went to work, shutting off the cogitators responsible for targeting and automation. After a minute he placed the belt charge on the console, pulled the cord and started to walk away.

After he walked out the door his mind started to clear. The pain began to leave him and the voices stopped again. Infront of him was an odd looking woman. She had wings and glowed. She looked familiar though.

Even though his mind was at odds with itself, seeing her face bleeding he spoke concerned "Are you alright?"

[hr]

Across the sector of the facility the defense cannons began to shut off one by one, causing a gap in the defences to form.

Within a minute Ork Roks and Tyranid Spores would begin to rain through the hull of the facility, overwhelming everything in their path and spreading outwards where they would eventually reach the main spaceport of the system.

[hr]

Thane was inbetween violently uttering prayers at what appeared to be a saint infront of him, fear of what appeared to be a saint infront of him that for all he knew was really a daemon possessed psyker, and fear of the what he was sure was a daemon that had almost killed him. He pulled a pistol from his cloak and aimed it at Arcor's head, something which Arcor hadn't noticed.

 

[mcpop9]

The psyker was clueless as to what was going on around her. The world seemed fuzzy to her and the pain in her chest registered with her finally. "I...i need medica-" she began but was cought with violent cought, putting her hand up to her mouth and finding something hitting them with the taste of iron in her mouth. Pulling her hans down she came to find blood covering them and beginning to run down the side of her mouth.

"It hurts... it hurts so much.." she said and began coughing again, the powers taking a massive toll on her body to prevent her from being killed. The irony now is that they were creating massive damage on her own systems. "Inquisitor thane... it's me... solara..." she said, tears beginning to form in her eyes as she was afraid of death and pain that was now starting to peck at her. Slowly the golden light began to fade from her body along with her skin getting paler.
[hr]

Titania, who was on the platform, felt something shift and knew it couldn't be good for them. She took a dataslate off of one of the workers on the platform in the webway and rewrote it to show the building, then pinpointed 'Lara's location in it.

Appearing next to lith, she handed her the data slate with a simple word from her hidden mouth. "Solara." then disappeared into the shadows again.

With that shift happening and her part done, she returned to the plat form and continued trying to stealthily pick off the securitors.

 

[Evrant-Knight]

"Here, lemme help with that..." Lith said, grabbing a hold of Solara's Power Spear before setting off, with Dante following suit in a slow run. Before they reached the medical room however, he had tripped on a loose thread of his coat, sending him crashing to the floor and scattering the remaining weapons.

Quickly picking everything up, Dante had arrived at the medical bay, and in front of him, he saw a daemon that had been impaled with the spear along with various bits of metal poking out of it, then procedurally shot with every kind of ballistic imaginable. Suffice to say he was disgusted by the sight, even more so with daemons in general.

"Sorry I'm late to the party guys, had a bit of an accident on the way here." He remarked at the doorway. Dante was about to continue when suddenly he felt a powerful psychic presence coming towards them, nothing like he had been felt before. It was primal in nature, like a great howling beast bearing down upon them, eager to devour them all. As the presence got closer, he was able to decipher some of the voices he could faintly make out, until finally he could sense what was coming for them.

"We need to leave, now. Like leave the entire facility. A large Ork and Tyranid invasion fleet is coming straight for us, though the Orks might slow them down, giving us enough time to escape. Someone go find where Solara has gotten to. But be quick, she's losing blood. After that, we head to the Thunderhawks." Dante said, his voice very much afraid of what was about to happen, even more so for Solara's injuries, he could tell she was in need of aid for the faint psychic aura he got from her.