The crowds gathered to watch the grand parade of the imperium. " Look at those pompous assholes" the general spoke as she watched the viewer. "Tell the flagman to go"

"You sure about this ma'am? There's a lot of civies down there..."

"And we have one unarmed protester if the Imperium dare shoot then they will show themselves the aggressor prepare the broadcast. As soon as our man stops the parade I speak."

A single man walked out of the crowd waving a tattered red flag he said nothing as he took his stand in the middle of the street blocking the path of the imperium troops they would have to stop or run him over.

The lead man raised his hand to halt the advance and in a synchronized stop the massive group of soldiers and armored vehicles stopped. "Sir! What business do you have in stopping a parade held by the Emperor himself! We are having a peaceful parade to spread his word and to show the people that there is more hope in this place and that they do have people that care about this city to not let the enemies of man no longer waltz right in and attack as they wish!" The Imperial commander spoke.

The man smiled but said nothing placing a box on the ground which opened and from it appeared the hologram of a woman in very unique guardsmen armor "Good I have your attention." Spoke the woman her voice booming so all around could hear. " People of Terra I am General 13-7 Commander of the Terran Liberation Army. Too long have we Terrans allowed these foreigners to walk our streets and brainwash us with thier cult but no more. No more will we stand idle and let them impose thier culture on us. The time to stand is now that is why I am putting my name in the hat for mayor. It is time to stand time to drive away those that with honeyed words and deeds have slowly taken us over. But no more. A vote for me is a vote for a true Terra!"

The message ended and the hologram fade then as if on que shouts of " Imperium go home!" Where raised as more joined the man in the street.

"Of course...Opposition to label us as the villains instead of heroes...What a nuisance." The Imperial Commander spoke as he unclipped a Vox transmitter from his belt before speaking into it.

"People of Terra! We do not brainwash you all using such a cheap and cowardly method! Our actions were the only ones that have won the hearts of many! Who was there as the Shadow Legion began to drag your friends and loved ones to safety? Was in the Terran Liberation Army? Were they the ones who charged into the heart of the enemy risking not only their life but their very soul? I think not! Commissar Ciaphas Cain of the Imperium! A true hero worthy of your faithful votes! And we of the Imperium of Man also risked our very existence against these abominations that wish not for peace, but for war and slaughter!"

"While many leaders would stand back and command! While many leaders would choose a well defended location to order their men like pawns! Commissar Ciaphas Cain leads from the front alongside his soldiers! He does not hide like a coward! He fights and bleeds like any other person! He has the means to lead the people both in times of war and peace! We of the Imperium of Man may be foreign but there is one thing that connects most of us! We are all human! We stand to defend all of manking from the evil that stalks the shadows! We promise a vote for the Imperium is a vote closer to eliminating all that threaten man! We will not force you, those who stand in the way of our holy march! We only ask that you let us pass in peace! Our mission is just! We will ensure that all civilians will be protected under the Emperor's name! Who was the ones who primarily saved you all! The ones who ensured none of you ended up on the death toll! The ones who ensured you live a continued existence! We of the Imperium and our allies were the ones that have done so! As long as we draw breath our enemies shall cower in the shadows! As long as our Emperor is with us none shall have their soul stolen from demonic horrors! We are the Imperium of Man! And this is what we offer and much more! Lend us your ears and hearts during this election!" The Imperial commander spoke as he as his whole battalion stood unmoving, not making a move to dissipate the crowd.

Soon cries of support rang out for the Imperium as they cheered them on.

There was a loud scoff as someone yelled, "Where is the 'esteemed' Mr Cain! Where is he? Why does he not speak for himself! It is obvious because all this talk of bettering us and all you did is make situations worse. This is just the Aschen with a pretty fucking face! At least UCON never forced their ideal on us. And they actually protected us. Since you got here, our whole city was destroyed." another seemingly encouraged spoke up, "YES, WHERE IS MR CAIN!? I LOST ALL MY FAMILY, EVERYONE. IF ANYTHING I WOULD NOT HAVE A NEICE OR NEPHEW WITHOUT WHAT THAT GODDESS DID! OF COURSE, I WANT MORE BACK, BUT SHE MADE NO PRETENSIONS OF SPEAKING FOR ALL OF US!" an elderly figure approached the break in the crowd, "I spit in your direction. Your Imperium never fought on the front line against the Aschen, I lost blood there. I lost comrades. Every time we give outside forces power, it backfires. No more!"

With that the crowd broke into angry yelling and rage, evidently, The General's plan had worked, the crowd were riled up now and they were sick of being bossed around.

"YEAH! LET'S HEAR IT FROM THE HORSE'S OWN MOUTH!!! JUST HOPE HE KNOWS THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN HIS MOUTH AND HIS SHITEHOLE!!!!" could be heard form another random heckler. "And what about the other candidtates?!?! Especially that insane lady who thinks little CHILDREN should be drinking ALCOHOL?!?!?!?! WHAT KINDA BULL$HIT IS THAT?!?!?!" could also be heard, amongst other profanities and epithets.

Oh GOD, what the fuck was going on here?!

Cole groggily stood among the parade as one of those running for the position of mayor. Somehow, however, he hadn't gotten entirely dressed for the occasion. Did he struggle to get out of bed? He was in his pajamas: a large striped button-up shirt and pants. At least he had Gray strapped to his belt around the pants, the blade began speaking in Cole's head as he looked around trying to recollect where he was.

"Oi, sleepy head. Get your act together, you're running for mayor! You're not in the proper dress, and you've been dozing in and out of sleep for this entire parade!"

He blinked a few times, and wiping his eyes with the back of his hands as he looked about. There was an angry crowd? He could hear them yelling...perhaps that's what woke him up from his slumber. Gray was also being annoying, as usual. Perhaps choosing him as his running mate wasn't the best idea, because ever since Gray has been a lot grumpier.

Well, this was as good of a time as ever to try and quell the angry crowd and maybe show off his leadership skills! Reaching somewhere to grab a microphone and apologizing to whoever he took it from, Cole made his way on over and in front of the crowd while holding the microphone. Despite his attire and the fact he was sleeping earlier, Cole now sounded perfectly fine and began straightening out his pajamas. "Hello?" He first asked at the crowd, seeing in the microphone worked. When this was confirmed, he nodded. "Ah, excellent. Hello, people of Wing City! I'm Cole Arkenach, though you might know me already since I'm running. You guys woke me up, and I wanted to know what all of the ruckus is about? Maybe I can help."

"START BY EXPLAINING WHY IN TARNATION YOU'D POSSIBLY THINK WE'D WANT A MAYOR WHO CAN'T EVEN BE ARSED TO DRESS HIMSELF PROPERLY?!?!?!" said a heckler as he took a swig of the liquid sustenance that would be his companion throughout this whole cycle.

"You all wish to know where the esteemed Cain is? Not that you all would believe..." The Imperial Commander displayed a massive holographic display which showed the Commissar surrounding a man. "What you see here is the esteemed Commissar surrounding the man responsible for the Elysium drug. The cause for the chain reaction of disasters that happened in this city! More foul magicks have dragged him through a sort of portal into another dimension fighting no doubt horrors beyond mental reasoning!" The commander spoke.

"And sir, how blind you are to the suffering of others. Your nephews may be alive due to the Godess but how about the thousands of others! What about the kids with no family anymore! With no family to watch them, someone such as us has too. And we have faced the Aschen before! And we rather fight the normal powers of this universe! You have not seen anything we have faced! Have you stared an abomination that corrupts reality from it just existing! Have you watch as your allies go mad and rip the guts of your fellow soldiers and begin wearing their skins! Have you served on the front against a race that eats entire planets of all life no matter how strong a defense you mount! We have served the front in that a few years we would have super passed your skill and knowledge. The horrors we face pale to the Aschen! And here you all stand, ignorant to the greater powers that slowly rise once again!"

"If you all wish to point as us, and continue to insist that we have not known war and sacrifice...You are all dead wrong, we are no strangers to death! But we are here to prevent high amounts of death! You want to see Cain himself! Head to the election like civilized beings! There you will find out who's head is up who's ass!" The commander spoke remaining calm like the entire battalion.

A man approached from the transit network of the city with someone whispering what was heard into his ear from Jinhai quietly watching news broadcasts of the parade with nervous eyes glancing at them. They passed on through Ductu the ruckus starting at the gate. The bombastic imperial Cain had his good points he supposed though he'd clearly been too long accustomed to power. The same could be said about himself in some respects. He needed to be out more in the public eye the old habit of hiding behind a desk died with the disease that trapped him there for what felt like forever. After some consulting with Ductu and a lot of data collection he tracked down where the Jinhai had created their form of morgue. Hideous to look at but their goals were in the right place. There were a great many people still in beds down there and the black robed creatures weren't a kind to announce their business unless you bothered to ask. So he asked. After several days collating identification profiles what data he had was on his datapad. Some of the bodies had extensive damage and lost a lot of identifying features. Until the Jinhai had enough parts to finish rebuilding the people so they could talk they'd just be John Does. He was going to look into them a little further to try and pick out more before igniting a fervor of hopefuls around the Jinhai's underground 'warehouse' but it had to come out eventually.

The man's hardsuit made little but a thin scuff as he walked light carefully tended hair bouncing in the busy air. The clothes were ever immaculate from Ductu cleaning them continuously. He had a few sets of different decorative bits for different occasions but his normal blues looked quite well on him he thought. The instant he wasn't trapped behind a desk managing finance and organizing jobs he put himself together physically. He didn't keep servants, his father called them a 'moral hazard', tending himself perfectly well as Ductu was more his second. You paid a good man for his labor and thanked him for the effort. It made him less visible in the public eye but those that recognized him he looked at with a smile while making his way toward the old man with just grievances.

A glove that felt like soft-leather set on the the one who had lost his whole family, "Bristol Stacks, looking for me I hear? I'm afraid I don't come from a place familiar with the public eye. Too long behind a desk I fear but I try to break old habits. I've been busy tracking down a place of sanctuary built by the hooded silent fellows moving around lately. I came when I heard about the parade's little meeting."

He offered the man the tablet of names hair shifting with his head to favor one side glancing questioningly at Cole, "As much as I love a good meeting of the... pajamas? Ah, minds, rather? Business before pleasure. I don't suppose you recognize any of the names or faces here?"

He raised an eyebrow at possible eavesdroppers saying louder, "And I pushed it on Civ-net. Just ask the Jinhai if you recognize one. They don't bite they just don't talk, hmm?"

Many of the faces were covered in a thin luminous webbing that looked rather like frosted webbing but the faces were all intact if some with new scars and a missing eye or two. Jinhai apparently couldn't fix heads that got pounded too hard but eventually ran out of... spare parts. He paid the sleepers respect to not take full-body shots. Many in the warehouse were just too weak to move as vast rekindling drained them of personal energies to rematerialize the joins. Once Jinhai had been given a sense of medicine they just set up a ward and cared for the recovering patients themselves. Some of the EMTs knew where the place was and dropped by when resources were scarce. Few realized what the industrious builders had been expanding below the disused boarded up warehouse on main street. Jinhai were seen to congregate there but Jinhai weren't that interested in lighting and dark holes weren't too inviting.

Mr. E loved parades! They were usually so much fun, and he got to meet all sorts of wonderful people and shake all sorts of hands. For that reason, he cheerfully walked, his wife, equally rotund though certainly more human in appearance, rode in the mayoral vehicle. Unfortunately, it seemed like something had cropped up. Curiosity brought the man, dressed in a polo shirt and khaki slacks, up to the front, leaving his designated spot to see what had happened.
“Oh dear.” He murmured taking it in. He stepped up, and spoke first to the imperial commander. “Hello! I’m Mayor Mr. E, and I couldn’t help overhearing the problem. If you speak with the police department, we have excellent mages on staff who specialize on retrieving people pulled to other dimensions. Wing City problems, you know?” He laughed at this. “ho, ho ho! You get rather used to it. Student mages let their magic out of control, and of course, we’ve got more than one ley line in our esteemed city! I’m afraid we’re rather a magic hot spot! Ho ho!”

He offered a wide smile to all of them. “And I’m sure that the Terran National Government, who I’m sure must of coordinated your defense of our lovely planet, would be thrilled to see you all so fired up about the defense of our only Space port! Unfortunately, you must be aware that special permits are required for military parades involving foreign forces yes?” He said, concern clear. “I’m afraid I don’t recall seeing any come across my desk.”

Still, he managed a smile to the other candidates. “I look forward to the race! Why, competition is the best sort of thing for Wing City! And of course, I’d be happy to advice the winner, should I lose, about some of the more wild eccentricities or our city! Especially how to deal with some of the insurance companies, and which construction companies can be trusted to rebuild quickly, and with quality product!” He worked hard on ensuring low insurance rates, despite the high disaster levels of the city, and on finding the faster quality construction companies around.

"What in Larkson's name is all that racket...?"

A fluffy pink cloud floated above Wing City like a lazy balloon on a summer day. The cloud glistened under the midday sun like powdered sugar, yet its shadows were thick like traces of ink over a pink canvas. It bobbed in the sky for a moment like a lure on the surface of a pond. Metallic creaking, like springs, disturbed the fragile peace of the empty sky.

A brown hoof extended and draped itself over the side of the cloud. It was followed by a bear's paw that gripped the edge and pulled up a very bemused goat's head. Discord scowled, biting his lower lip with his single overbit tooth, and huffed a cloud of icy steam that dislodged his yellow sleeping cap.

Discord rubbed his bloodshot eyes with a clenched gryphon hand before looking down at the commotion in the city. He blinked - one eye and then the other - as a wad of cobwebs fell out of his ear. His eyes suddenly snapped open, eyelids flapping as they rolled like a pair of overexcited blinds, and his yellow nightcap fluttered off into the wind to blind some poor bicyclist.

"Oh, look!" Discord grinned ear to ear, "Something's finally happening down there. About bloody time. I've been getting a horrid kink in my back.

The draconequuis stood up on his cloud. His hoof and reptilian leg easily found traction against the puffy substance, and he stretched his mismatched limbs towards the sky. He let out a great yawn and twisted his back a grand total of negative one hundred and thirty seven i degrees bi-clockwise. Discord winced as his spine made a convincing impression of fireworks display before he floated into the air and allowed his lower half to spin into place.

"Ohhh yeah..." he sighed. "That hit the spot. Now, let's see what we have here..."

Discord snapped his fingers and sent his fuzzy yellow pajamas giftwrapped to a balor in the lower planes (addressed from a rival pit fiend, of course) before floating down to the cloud. He snapped his neck and a hurricane somewhere transformed into a cannibalistic butterfly. The draconequuis finally reached up, grabbed his eye, and extended it out like a telescope.

"Ich, politics." he spat the word, which promptly flew off into the stratosphere. "Not my favorite brand of chaos, but it has potential. I'm sure I can spice things up a bit..."

Discord rubbed his paw and talons together as his reptilian tail swept across the cloud. It left a state-of-the-art sound board in its wake with a score and three pi buttons, knobs, and thingamajigs that not even he knew the purpose of, but that was part of the fun, wasn't it?

He plopped down on a granite chair, pulled on a pair of headphones, popped open a bag of cheetos, and cackled madly!

Discord twisted a few knobs, and a moment later the Imperial Commander's voice would slowly rise in pitch as if the a steady supply of helium was introduced into his breathing space.

Right next to a woman with bewitching and beguiling beauty appeared chuckling as she watched the Imperium's Guardsman voice enter realms of Falsetto, "It's a start certainly. But I think we require a little more, finesse. Your talents are certainly humorous, but I think you are missing something, being you have made the Imperium Speaker such a fantastic Soprano, how about he sings everything!" turning to the Chaotic being she immediately targeted the speaker with this jinx and at once everytime he spoke, he would only sing and combined with the falsetto tone to his voice, it was causing a rather humorous result." nodding she smirked, "As I said Dear Discord, finesse, you provided the voice, I provide the music!"

The now thoroughly soused protestor snorted then laughed loudly. "How are we supposed *hic* to take a guy seriously *hic* who sounds like he's got his family jewels stuck *hic* in a meat grinder?" he said to no one in particular as he passed out. The near constant hangovers wouldn't be half as painful as all this mudslinging.

"What in the name of the emperor!" The Imperial commander spoke as his voice grew it pitch. What sorcery was this!? Turning to another soldier he was now the next person to speak to the crowd as the two sides continued to exchange verbal fire.

"Um...greetings Mayor Mr. E, we of the Imperium wish for this event to be a success. We look forward to this election and everyone's participation sir. Unfortanantly our commander is currently...having something strange going on with him but we look forward to the victor of this election. May the Emperor watch over us all, and let us hope everything is safe. Even with our increased security we are taking the best of caution to ensure not only the canidites, but for the civilians in this city. As for the parade sir...think of this as the way to show the city that the Wing City elections are now underway..." The soldier spoke before turning to the crowd.

The man soon continued the verbal war against the protesters while the commander was still busy wondering what warp sorcery was going on here. "By the Emperor...whatever has done this is going to pay..."

Nefertari looked down at the city as she continued to heal Otto "Looks like someone is not to happy with you guys."


Meanwhile down in the street someone yelled "Fuck your Emperor! All hail the Liberation!" Soon it became a chant as the protesters moved closer to the Imperiums troops shouting and screaming insults of the vilest sort.


"Someone really don't like you guys at all" Nefertari added watching the chaos below from the shuttle.

Cole's eyes were directed to his attire, and with a low grumble he let out "Oh, right. Hold on." and with a tap of a wand he pulled out he returned his clothing to the usual look. Armor, gloves, the whole shabang.

"Now then, where were we?"

Glancing up, everything was growing more hectic by the second. What...how? Why? Letting out a small sigh Cole spoke into the microphone. "Well, this is certainly interesting but uhm...this is a lot of chaos and I can't quite keep up with all of this. Tight schedule and all. I'll be around at the elections. Vote! Vote for me. Have a nice parade!" With that, Cole used another wand to teleport himself away.

"Gods it looks like hell down there" stated Priestess as her fleet of medivac dropships approached Solinus City.

"Damn outsiders..." Muttered a TLA trooper.

"They can kill themselves for all I care we have to get these people out."

"Ma'am we don't have enough..."

"Then we take more trips we are Terra's protectors and today we fucking prove it! For Terra! For the Liberation!"

The dropships descended from the sky flanked by gunships for defense. "Scan for life signs as soon as you find civies land and secure them quickly troopers will cover the medics don't let those bastards take anymore of our people." Ordered Priestess as she watched her ships desend.

About that time a TLA cruiser appeared with a squadron of viking fighters "The general sent us to cover you ma'am we got your backs"

"Thank the Gods now let's get to work."

Draco's tail engaged the Warden, likely easily overpowering and defeating the undead Armor again and again, as it lacked a learning mind. From Draco's body flew millions of Duradaeden swords, clones of the two that Draco used in his human form. Coursing with Draconian Lightning, which was proven to penetrate even the Emperor's Armor. The Swords would be used to try and overwhelm and pin down the Warden, where the Shadows would boil to live beneath the armor and try to drag it down to the Abyss, where the corruption would spread, regardless of holy intentions.

A gurgling roar was heard as Draco's throat, one of the softest parts of his Draconian body, was pierced by the Emperor's blade, snarling, the wound oozed pure Shadow, black sludge. "Your own power destroys your body, and you claim to be an All-Powerful Emperor..." Draco's claw, which was previously assaulted by the undead, unbroken Warden, the scales merely scratched and cracked, albeit still bleeding from the damage, moved to back-hand the Emperor lightning fast before the Massive Dragon reared up onto his haunches again, numerous ships from the Terran Liberation Army lLamming into his body and exploding on impact, those that survived would find absolutely nothing left of the city, the multiple salvos of the Drakon had left the city nothing but a series of 90-Meter deep craters, and Draco's Shadow Burial Spell had deprived the area of any life entirely.

The TLA was much too late to do anything of use.

His throat rumbled and the Emperor's sword pulsed out, pushed by the Magic within Draco's body as the wound began to seal itself, the black sludge hardening and pulling the skin back together. Darkness blackened the area around Draco as it then was pulled to his maw, which glowed with unholy retribution.He slammed down on his front legs and lowered his head as if he were about to hurl something from his belly onto the field of battle, and then slowly, opened his mouth. A small, Black ball with a White outline floated out of his maw and hovered there.

The Dragon then Flapped his great wings once, causing Sonic Booms and wind disturbances for the next two square miles around him, and hopped about two Kilometers away from the ball, which then drastically expanded.



Spreading out for a Kilometer and a half was a great orb of Shadowfire so pure that not even Draco would be able to survive it for longer than a few seconds. The Sheer Darkness one saw looking into it was enough to make any above-normal man Hallucinate vividly as its mind tries to comprehend what it can, or in this instance, cannot see. The Ground would be left un touched, but everything above it would be disintegrated without pause nor mercy.

Folding his wings back agaisnt his body, Draco decided it was time to take his leave. Soon, his entire body turned into the black Sludge of pure Shadow, and would collapse in on itself like melting chocolate. As it did so, the Magic would seep into the ground, like water into the dry ground of the desert, and vanish completely, the sky beginning to clear, revealing nothing but a desolate wasteland filled with Death.

The Emperor had no fear of this last attack Draco threw at him hoping to wipe them out as he ran away. This attack pales in comparison to the Warp, and the horrors it has. Using his psychic powers, he easily sends himself and his whole army to the safety of orbiting ships. Safe from the ground. The city itself now being consumed by destruction.

Orbiting platforms aimed Nova Cannons at the Mountains and fired their payloads at the area to give them their own parting gift before all orbiting forces remained on high alert. Forces mobilizing and regrouping. The battle was over on the ground but the war began.

"This is the Imperium of Man to the Terran Liberation Army. As you can see we already have engaged these forces which made target practice of this city. An entire city lost to the evil that plagues this world. Hear us now, these 'outsiders' have already done our best to save this city. Where were you when the enemy attacked the defenseless? where were you as we spilled out blood in battle? We are the Imperium of Man, sworn protectors of humanity. Even in times of this election we remain ever vigilant against all enemies of man. The people here are lost, but we ensured their deaths did not go unheard as you all sit around ever ignorant of their pleas for help...Yo uare no longer needed in this area, say your prayers of worship to the dead now..." A vox communication spoke to the Terran Liberation Fleet before cutting off their transmition so they could not respond to them.

Yet another attack forced back to lick their wounds, the Imperium once again fights for humanity in the face of a grave threat. This would already spread popularity during this election. That they continued to fight to defend everyone.

stood amongst the destruction and the aftermath the blackened armour and flaming construct that the imperial knight had become, its head glancing over the blasted landscape, and slowly it began to walk, and one moment looking towards it and then away, it would be gone. fading from realspace. its duty commited though the soul within bound to forever defend humanity and destroy the enemies of mankind.

the words whispered on the wind by the voices of all who had fallen that day in the fight against the shadow.

What is the terror of death
That we die, our work incomplete
What is the joy of life
To die knowing our task is done

" Fuck the Imperium once again a damn outside war takes Terran lives... Inform the General of what happened here and tell her to be prepared for the Imperium to spew bullshit" spoke Priestess glaring at the massacre before her.

The Imperium may have cut off thier line but the TLA had their own speakers that carried over the city from their ships "You can not silence us Imperium! No mater what you or that damn dragon said we will not lose hope and will continue our mission here even if what you and the dragon say is true we will not leave the dead to rot we will give them the rights they deserve and the closure thier loved ones will need. You may gather your fallen Imperium but do not hinder our duty to the fallen of Terra."

Priestess then turned to her crew " begin landing the ships send out parties to scan for life and teams to gather the fallen. Also have the mages scan for anything that dragon may have left behind I want no more surprises."

"What of the Imperium? "

"Now is not the time to battle them...and not the way the General wishes to handle them for now...If they attack us we defend ourselves but we start nothing."

"Fools...They don't even recognize this outsider threat lives on their own planet...The fallen are already dragged to their realm now...There is no corpses...only the cries of the dead and the damned...Blinded by such material views that they do not understand what great danger lurks. I pity them, yet I envy their ignorance." The ship captain spoke as Imperial assets on the grounds began to border off the city for threat of corruption.

Soon Imperial assets in orbit and in the air took off, they did not even attempt to search for survivors. For either they have already been dragged away or all trace of them extinguished. Such was the way of war against such immaterial foes, no mercy for the dead...not even death is the end for many...

The great C’tan star god watched the battle of Solinus from orbit, the devastation, the slaughter, it no longer filled him with a sense of joy?. But a sickening feeling of disgust in his non-existent heart, the darkness that overcame the land as the battle reached its climax and then the soft silence that had fallen over the battlefield after.

He looked to the imperial battleships he hid amongst warping their auger array readings to keep himself hidden, was a simple task when he was their so called ‘machine spirit’ he stopped leaving the imperium’s ships alone and flew down into atmosphere with haste, glowing like a meteorite as he tumbled towards the surface of terra, the Necormundis shell of his silvery body glowing hot but not warping, as he reached 15000ft he slowed his descent, though continued his flight towards the battlezone. Watching as the TLA ships landed and began searching for survivors he soon came into land slow and steady, he needn’t do additional damage to an already damaged and scarred land he looked about, landing upon a clear strip of road, the rubble around him now Mag’ladroth just watched silently lifting rubble away from a collapsed building with one of his fore hands/feet. Standing at twenty metres in height and about 120 metres from nose to tail, he had shrunk his form down to fit amongst the streets and rubble.

“to think there was a time, i would be at the head of such destruction” the Dragon’s head turned to look upon the terrans who were going about their duties to their homeworld. Though...any magic effect or psychic presence left by the imperium or the shadow legion would be abolished by the mere presence of Mag’ladroth, though this was only as long as they were in his presence...which was well...felt for tens of mile.

The TLA forces moved though the city ruins some of them breaking down in tears as they found remians or belongings of loved ones. This is what the imperium could never see the loss the sorrow of seeing your own people your own family dead. The bodies where placed in body bags to be identified and returned to family as the priests and healers whispered prayers and cast spells to prevent the bodies coming back as undead.

"So much loss so much death..." Priestess stated as she walked though the ruins.

A light flashed though the sky.

" What in the Hells is that?!"

It took form...

"Dragon!"

The TLA worked quickly ships and troops rushing to where the dragon landed the cruiser in the sky locking it's guns on the creature as the TLA forces moved to surround it.

" That lizard has some balls landing here after what it's friend did" growled Priestess as she moved toward the dragon with her troops.

The metallic beast reared its head looking down at the TLA soldiers closing in on it, Mag’ladroth paid them no mind, pulling some rubble up and putting the clawed hand full under himself where it was clear of anyone.

“If you’re here to try and save these people, get on with it, i’m no threat to your kind” the dragon’s voice was ancient and gravely, unused for millennia, continuing to clear away rubble with the one hand, a pile of rock and rubble forming underneath himself. Green lightning arcs scatter across his central form and along his wings and back, one eye watching whom he saw as the leader, the emerald energy that made up the eye, focusing on the one woman.

“You lead these mortals?” he continued digging, watching what he was doing more than focusing on the troops around him, he sought not to harm anyone. Or anyone of the mortals present.

The troopers of the TLA kept thier weapons trained on the dragon covering it from all sides as Priestess stepped forward. "One of your kind just destroyed this city so forgive us if we don't trust that you wish us no harm... And I lead this force yes but I have one that is higher then me it is she that leads us all. We are The Terran Liberation Medical corps part of the Terran Liberation Army. They call me Priestess."
Priestess paused then asked "So dragon why are you here and why should I not order my troops to destroy you?"

“because attacking me would get you nowhere but your own destruction...even that ship in the sky can’t harm me, and as for what i am, i am a C’tan a being as old as the creation of the universe itself, this form i have, was created by an ancient race known as the Necrontyr. One could say i’m just a mockery of such ancient beasts.”

Mag’ladroth had finished digging out the rubble he had been busying himself with and began scooping up wounded and unconscious civilians, laying them down for the TLA medics to tend to the people he had dug free.

“Priestess, i am Mag’ladroth… now let us not waste anymore time, keep your ship's guns aimed at me if you so wish.” he continued digging through rubble never moving to place his weight on any unexposed road or cleared area.

Priestess blinked as she watched Mag'ladroth "You're helping us?" She asked shocked not sure what to do for a few moments before ordering " get back to work search every damn nook and cranny"
The troops looked at each other for a moment before Priestess shouted "Now!" They then scattered searching the city with renewed hope.

"Why do you aid us when the other destroyed us?" Priestess asked Mag'ladroth.

“...” he didn’t really know himself to be truthful, but it felt like he had to “erasing old sins” a few hundred people saved wasn’t going to change the fact he consigned untold billions to destruction in millennia past.
Carving a pathway for himself through the rubble as he moved forward always careful of people to be saved, the thought of simply reversing the effects of the battle, erasing the damage dealt from time was all to alluring.


But no that would threaten the sanity and Terrans of the TLA, continuing to aid them by shifting larger columns and lumps of rubble, so the smaller beings could get into the gaps and pull anyone free, for now Mag’ladroth’s presence denied the shadow any souls, his presence alone a nullifier to magics and psykers alike, only those he didn’t want using magic that is and so he refrained from nullifying and blocking the TLA mages from their powers.

Coming to the edge of a crater he’d look into it and around “such barbaric fools the lot of them. his head turned back towards Priestess. “i must ask what the goals of your liberation army are?” he waited at the edge of the crater looking back into it as the water pipes and sewage drained into it filling the bottom. Sadly for the void dragon, he had a sense of smell.

"I wonder if your emperor would meet with our Emperess?" Asked Nefertari "Also l must ask what is a daemon?"


Down below a dropship landed and from it came General 13-7 in person flanked by her guards. She walked up to Bristol " You are one of the few running I can respect." She said as she was handed a megaphone speaking into it she said "People of Terra I bring grave news... Solinus City has fallen due to the fighting of the Imperium and the Shadow legion. Even though the Imperium abandoned the city after the Terran Liberation Army works hard even now to find survivors of this disaster. While the Imperium leaves the people of Terra to die We true Terrans work to bring peace and closure for the victims and their families. Too many of our people have fell to the Imperium's wars but a vote for me will see an end to the shedding of Terran blood for a foreigner​'s war. All hail Terra! All hail the Liberation!"

"Our goal is to see a Terra ruled by Terrans to protect the people of Terra from the foreign powers that have done nothing but bring war and taken us over with thier honey words and seemingly good deeds. The rulers of Terra have let this Imperium grow unchecked and we wish to put them back in check." Priestess said then looked to the sky and sighed. " The General hopes to do this though the election...I hope she can bring us together peacefuly but we are an army for a reason and will fight to achieve our goals if we must."

He nods “i understand your beliefs in that regard, but that would mean after i have finished aiding you here, that i should leave also, as am i an outsider, in the current frame of time” Mag’ladroth did plan on leaving once he had done all he could to help, there were quieter places where he could rest in peace. “and what election?, excuse me my ignorance though i have just arrived or escaped my tomb on mars.”

The metallic dragon would jump off the edge of the crater and take off hovering above it looking across the city, as he flapped his wings the arcs of green electricity jumped between the blades that made up the wings and his body, the wings need not be used he hovered mostly stationary, it might have been an old habit to treat his wings like wings.

"Election for Wing City Mayor the General hopes to win so that we can have the city and can gather more to our cause. As for outsiders we don't actually mind the ones that help and trade. It's the ones like the imperium that bother us. Ones that think they are the law and take over when it should be us true Terrans that rule with foreigners obeying our rules not us obeying theirs." Explained Priestess.

The TRA continued looking for survivors in the ruins pulling them from the wreckage.

General 13-7 so wished she could just snipe this prick and get it over with but no this is how democracy works....

" No I'm not one for fancy speeches and honeyed lies. You care nothing for the people of Terra you care only for your pride and to have the name of your Emperor lauded over the whole Galaxy. You swoop in play the hero then have your fancy parades leaving the broken families of Terra to fend for themselves while you and you emperor reap in the glory and spread your name like a cancer over Terra.
You want to know where we have been all this time? I will tell you! We where the farmers, the 9 to 5ers, the common people you left in the wake the ones who again and again had to bleed for you and your emperor's glory. We are the ones who said no more. We trained we built and now we rise to be the protecters of Terra. A force of the people for the people not a force for it's own Glory."

"This whole shit just got even more hairy" muttered General 13-7 "Send a message to Leviathan Base have them launch the cruisers." She spit and shook her head "And inform the damn imperials we are on thier side this time..."

On her orders the Solinus sea came to life TLA cruisers rising from the waves to join the fight above.

Soon TLA dropships appeared landing TLA troopers and mages to aid the Imperium's men. The ragtag group firing laser and bullet weapons at the foe.


Meanwhile in space the Two Mauhasinan ships had no choice but to join the fight thier light cannons coming online firing Stormlight and normal Light Beams at the hostile fleet. The Sunburst Class unleashed it's fighter wings the doomgliders ripping though space to harass the foe.
"This is Captain Asher of the Ardent Viper to the Imperium and other Terrans. As this attack brings danger to us and or ambassador we have decided to help and we called in a few friends..."

The Lightbringer Crimson Nova appeared in a flash of light followed by five Daylight class battleships, four Cloud carriers, five each of Day, Sunburst, and Flare class ships, ten Fireblast class ships the fleet of High Priestess Nephthys Bastia. The fleet joined with the attack "Forgive my sudden entrance but I could not stand by while my sister is in danger" Nephthys said over the comm.

"There is no honor is endangering the innocent in this city. At best you are barbarians that require purging. Your non-combatants shall live, but die well hostiles..." Renalanus called out as he closed the distance, Shield out in front he would go in with a slash as surprising speeds for his massive figure.

As the enemy had gained ground and began to use the buildings as defensive positions, unfortanantly for them not only did they have ordinance to blast the buildings sky high, they had other means to dislodge their location. "Detonate explosives! Send those bastards to the warp!" An Imperial Guardsman shouted and with an activated switch the building the enemy began to use suddenly exploded into fire and rubble, which in return raining on the enemy attackers.

Of course as the TLA began to lend their aid, it was well appriciated. They have their differences but at this moment they had the same goal, defend Terra from hostiles.

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In orbit, as the ships began to recive Kinara's soldiers. A single enemy ship warped in behind the fleet. Of course it made a lot of noise but even then their systems picked it up. They would have to turn around to fire but at that time whatever it was priming would hit them. "Engage short ranged warp!" The Fleet Admiral called out as the Imperial Fleet suddenly vanished...only to appear around the lone enemy ship with all weapons aimed at it. The enemy ship looked tough, however this would its end.

"Commence boarding action! All ships open fire! Bring down their shields!" With his order all 75 ships began to blast the lone ship with all of their firepower. As soon as their shields would fail for just the briefest second, suddenly teams of both Imperial Stormtroopers, Space Marines and Kinara's clone troopers began to suddenly appear in the enemy ship
and began to eliminate all personal in weapon bays, engine bays, shield bays, hangers, and even the bridge. All the while the ships outside began to continue to pound it. The soldiers inside of course could easily be warped back out before they met the same fate of the crew. Regardless, it was a tactical error to send a single ship no matter how strong it was. An easy target for four different fleets.

"Captain Asher, we are glad to have your assistance. As to you TLA members. Let us finish off the enemy before more collateral damage ensures."

The Mauhasinan fleet turned to aid the Imperium against the destroyer " Launch Sunburst Torpedoes!" Ordered Nephthys.
The ships fired the torpedoes flying towards the destroyer seek out places in the ship's hull to break though and then blow causing massive damage to the ship's​ insides should it get though.
The Mauhasinan ships had their light shields ready for the blast that would come.

Meanwhile on the ground the TLA helped to mop up the enemy gunships taking aim at the tripods as ground troopers fired rockets and other arms at the tripods.
Mauhasinan ground forces had also joined the fray thier black armor and personal shields rendering enemy fire almost useless as beams of light energy blasted from their guns ending enemies left and right.

Several TLA Cruisers landed in the ruined city. From them many troopers, engineers, and building machines poured forth. The General herself arrived soon after and made her way to the command tent.

"General!" Several officers spoke at once as they saluted.

"At ease." Ordered the General as she took her seat. " You all know why we have gathered here it is time to rebuild this once great city. It will not be easy but we will show to the people of Terra that we can and will rebuild this that the Imperium left in ruins. Operation Phoenix is a go!"

Out in the ruins the work began clearing rubble and Ash so that from it a new city could rise.

The hospital was now working, thanks largely to the TLA populating it with workers, though its infrastructure was found in excellent condition. There were walls, windows, and the occasional ceiling missing when they arrived but several days after reconstruction began the lights started working and many of the holes inside inner walls ceased to exist. Security cameras that still worked at the time largely showed voids simply growing shut. Not even a crack of damage remaining. The only obstinate portion of the hospital was the elevators that refused to stay connected by power for hours at a time much to the local electrician's irritation.

When the hospital returned to use and doctors began trying to save the injured its morgue started once more to take in those whom could not be saved. Far more than they had the personnel to handle the dead bodies mounted but somehow the morgue never seemed to run out of drawers. Records weren't easy to keep in the first few days when medical systems were a higher priority but it soon became apparent that not all bodies that arrived ever left. Though the morticians kept dutiful watch nobody ever broke in to steal from the drawers and it seemed that they simply vanished from the drawers entirely.

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Most certainly they did. Deep below the hospital the Jinhai had constructed a hibernation array for those bodies they could not yet rekindle. Parts were lacking with so many thrones of mankind coming into the hospital in reasonable condition to be saved. The bodies were psychoported out of the drawers directly into stasis arrays to keep them from deteriorating. The task was immense for the the population of Jinhai that existed in the city at first and the deaths among the imperial guard and the city's own protective forces took priority.

Today the first rekindled bodies among the citizenry were completed. A dozen stone plates with pillars to stack upon and keep them safely free of the rekindled. Each plate lay around a small square dias among the gigantic multi-layered chamber where citizens in various states of disrepair were kept idle until their thrones of mankind could be rekindled. Some local forces of humankind were candidates for true rekindling and so they had priority and remained near the dias. The Jinhai didn't have a discriminate taste and counted the TLA as much as the police department for higher priority as they both had uniforms indicating wing city, but they first needed to become self-sufficient to encode their template. Two otherwise prioritized individuals among the dozen had newly-beating hearts could not survive true rekindling and lay among the dozen citizens sleeping idly. Their clothing and uniforms repaired to pristine quality. The shades and structure of limbs relatively matched what should be but Jinhai were not so attentive to cleaning limbs of tattoos as much as they cleaned dissonant biological patterns from foreign limbs. Many of those the Jinhai recognized as threats to mankind, mostly those that were known violent murderers gleaned from their awareness of public documents, were instead cleansed of useful parts instead of rekindled.

An elevator's lower half floated down from above its car-top dangling as those in the hospital wondered why it was taking so long. As it set down on the square Jinhai slowly stacked the plates on top of each other three layers of four wide until chest height. The elevator levitated upward as a Jinhai remotely operated the carefully remanufactured elevator and sent the mechanics to the ground floor where impatient humankind waited for their elevator. Humankind would take care of the rekindled from there.

"The original plan has failed with the Wing City Election cancelled our hopes of winning over Wing City is gone. But this Draco's actions have left Celestra City and Asteria City open to us. It is time to reveal our true self and take these cities as base for our Empire." Stated a Council member.

"Such actions could turn the Imperium's eye toward us... It would be best for us to work though the TLA as we have been have the TLA set up operations in both Cities. So far the Imperium has mostly turned a blind eye to the Actions of the TLA. We can also test the waters so to say to see how the Imperium reacts." Spoke another

A figure cleared her throat "In case you haven't noticed the TLA isn't doing well on its own to show the Terrans we could truly drive the Imperium from this planet...it was a bad idea to hide like this in the first place it is time that the Imperium know our true might."

"Very well the council shall vote..but it is up to the Emperess in the long run..."

"You're very right it is up to me...I'm though hiding under false names. No longer will I be known as General 13-7 but as Emperess Electra Price ruler of the Terra Nova Empire. Now prepare our forces."

Rising from the Solinus Sea a massive fleet of Cruisers and drop ships Rose from the waves and split into two forces one headed to Astria City where soon the streets where filled with troops and tanks as a message rang out "We are the Terra Nova Empire we come to rebuild your land and guide you into a new era. Once you knew us as the Terran Liberation Army but we are much more. Terra forever!"

Rising from the Solinus Sea a massive fleet of Cruisers and drop ships Rose from the waves and split into two forces one headed to Celestra City where soon the streets where filled with troops and tanks as a message rang out "We are the Terra Nova Empire we come to rebuild your land and guide you into a new era. Once you knew us as the Terran Liberation Army but we are much more. Terra forever!"

The members of the TLA seemed to stop what they where doing as the TVs showed the Emperess Electra revealing the true nature of herself and the TLA.

"Well about damn time!" Priestess said before looking up at the sounds and people around her "What the hell is this? And who the hell are you? Troopers!"
A squad of TLA troopers burst in aiming thier guns at the Jinhai and the crazed man.
Priestess raised her own gun and spoke "Now by order of the Terra Nova Empire tell me your business here and how you got in."


Down in the Lobby Mysti looked a way from the news to see the ones she had been talking to had left. She sighed and was about to go back to work when she saw another woman waiting in the lobby. She walked up to her and asked, "How can the Terran Lib...er... How can the Terra Nova help you today?"