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The Death Guard

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Blazezon

So begins...

The Death Guard's Story

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The scene unfolding below was quite unique, and from his mountain vantage point the Chaos Sorcerer could survey with relative impunity. The Corpulent King had had his festering ear to the ground on this one, The Lord of Decay granting both men great visions of a city ripe for His blessings. Warfare, and seige had left their poc marks on the landscape below, and looking on with greed the Sorcerer licked his pus-caked lips. Today his happy host of Rot Maggots would feast on sweet meats, and sweater souls.

"What ho!" he belched, a thick string of toxic spittle showering the ground before him, curling the grass to the root. "It seems we have a few stragglers to the festivities my brethren!"

The Marines behind remained silent, too absorbed in their own seething shame, and hate to care. They wanted one thing, and one thing only, and that was to spread their Father's gift one brutal murder at a time.

"Not a chatty lot, are you?" The Sorcerer's corpse-gas bloated gut heaved, and rumbled as he chuckled. A few massive bubos ruptured from his exuberance, it's noxious ooze leaking down slowly. "Nurglings got your tongues?"[/green]

The Death Guard didn't even move to breath in response.

[color=green]"Tough crowd,"
he sighed, more used to the joclularity of his precious daemons. "Oh well, can't knock 'em all dead...Oh wait!" Another fit of laughter wracked his bloated figure.

"Enough, Sorcerer." Intoned a Marine, his voice little more than a haggard, vent-assisted whisper. "Do we proceed, or not?"

"So you can talk, hah! I knew no one could resist my comedic stylin-" The Marine addressing him shifted, rolling his shoulder to draw attention to the Bolter he carried. "Alright, alright, yeesh. No, okay? We stay put for now, keep your focus on the newcomers. I'd rather let someone else take the first swing, if ya know what I mean, and I doubt the Dragon is gunna take kindly to a few strangers."

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Offensive? I only speak the truth, Jennifer. But very well, I can assist, though I will be assisting in other ways. There are forces here beyond even your skills.


Emily looked toward a nearby peak, almost as if aware of the groups present atop. A single smirk followed, soon after followed by Emily turning to glance back at the walls of the city.

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"Like what? If you know something I don't about what we're about to fight, I'd like to hear it, Emily." Jennifer was getting quite a bit cross. Why wasn't Team Chain fighting for this town as well? And where the hell was Rithika? Titania had long since fucked off to Ruula to try to hone her skills after a series of unfortunate events, but in any case it bothered her that this was all she had to work with.

"Looks like they've got a lot of grunts. I'm thinking I lead with Castle, set up some stealth rocks and leech seed from Ferrothorn to create a gap in the guard rotation. We want to see a measured response, something along the lines of people being pulled to investigate, hence why I'm opting for a passive disruption instead of a Scizor hit and run with U-turn. When they do that, we'll hit where they pulled the reinforcements from, because I don't like our chances if we just try to bust through the wall. Sound good?"

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The Sorcerer ground to a halt, abandoning his stride toward the treeline without warning, and suddenly freezing in place. He could feel it oh-so clearly, the unworthy gaze of some would-be Warp touched creature apon him. A sickening tingle ran down his crooked spine, even his maggot host writhed in anticipation such was his sudden exuberance. With absolute leaps, and bounds he returned to the park's edge, meeting the pathetic thing's gaze from miles away.

And just like that it was gone, the second newcomer had looked away, and the thrill was already fading.

"Did you feel that?" He explained, sucking in a massive dose of the noxious fumes the vents of his helmet keep him flush with. The tubes plunged straight into his massive gut. "Oh-ho did I feel that!"

The marines, much less enthused by yet another variable, and growing ever more impatient just grunted to one another. They had no clue as to what had just transpired, nor did they really want one save perhaps the only Psyker in the lot. He'd caught just a small glimpse of it.

"Sorcerer..What was that? Should we be concerned?"

Once again jovial their intrepid leader bounded back for the treeline, shaking his head with vigour. "Arrogance, foolhardy, pomp, and excrement my dear Death Guard, nothing more. And not worth a single blessed thought." He stopped to pat the Psyker on the shoulder, a gesture that made the fallen Astartes quite visibly uncomfortable. "I had been worried this would be a dull gig, ya know? But we just found our excuse not to hold back, Erebus' plan be damned!"

Each marine exchanged a quick confused glance with one another, partly fearful of The Hand of Destiny's wrath, but mostly happy at the prospect to end to all the damn waiting.

"Come, come! We must ready the Bloat Drones, and prepare our happy little surprises!"

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They crept in through the city, at first just a few, then bobbling in small droves. Glowing jellyfish creatures gently weaves through Ridgecrest City. Some departed the city for the mountains, but most remained.

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A great emerald beam of light suddenly shot towards the sky and made contact with Sol,
coming from somewhere deep within the Collenham Mountains.

Sol and Terra seemed tethered together by a thin, bright, green string.

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Jennifer didn't swear much. So when she saw that emerald eruption reaching for the skies, she made an understandable slip.

"Oh, fuck. That's coming from the door. I have to make my move now, they're probably distracted by the same thing!"

She tossed out her trusty bruiser, an armored behemoth known as Aggron with two long battle-scarred horns on its massive head. "Charge the wall! Bust right through with an Iron Head!"

There was no time for subtlety with a clearly temporary distraction like that one. She was careful to attack away from the light, behind where the guards were probably looking in awe. Impressive as the sight was, she still had a job to do.

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The very Shadows quaked, and the sky seemed to darken at the precise moment the Emerald Beam made its appearance. The perfect cover for Draco himself to appear. His regal Black Uniform managed to somehow stand out among the dark Metal the defenses the Legion had erected. The Red seams and details along the uniform seemed to glow. Draco raised his chin, and took in a deep breath, his body shuddering as if cold, and for a moment, his skin changed colors. Rather than the usual Pale, lightly colored skin most people had seen him with in his human form, his skin suddenly became Blue, and for a moment the Dragon of Shadow seemed pure once more.

ImageDraco's untainted, pure form revealed itself to the world. Without the hatred and corruption forced upon him by the Wolf Queen all those years ago. The corruption and hatred that turned him into the Dragon of Death. That gave him the power to kill his own mother, and avenge his fallen siblings. Shuddering once more as he turned, he lowered his head, opening his eyes to look out upon the landscape, over-looking Jennifer, Emily, and any pokemon with them as he looked over the city.

"An impressive labyrinth of traps and defenses, Shadowling. You do well in serving me." Draco commented. It was apparent then that there was another figure in a similar Black Uniform kneeling left and abreast of the Dragon. "It won't stop Irral.... but it shouldn't matter. He is distracted with that... strange door."

The Shadowling lifted her head, and smiled. "Yes, My Lord, I built it with the Imperium in mind. To contain and stall them as long as possible while our forces overrun them and destroy their morale."

Draco nodded, and blinked slowly, a gloved hand reaching up to brush his Black hair back, keeping it slicked and neat. As he moved so too did the Shadows of Ridgecrest, quivering and shaking with his movements. Shadow-Demons skittered around in the dark alley ways and streets, a silent, terrifying patrol. The Pokemon still remaining were left mostly alone, occasionally a Shadow-Hound of hideous configuration could be found either brawling with or squabbling over a meal with a pokemon of similar size. The hysterical cackle of Hyenas echoed in the darkest alley-ways, and from the Hounds large enough to sustain themselves in broad day-light as they trotted around the city. Now that the Legion was more refined, the Shadow Hounds were finally living up to their names, and looked canine in nature, however were still masses of sludge with Glowing Red coals for eyes like their Master. Closer inspection would reveal that they weren't entirely canine. They were hastily thrown together body-parts and other organic pieces of Light knows what shaped into a Canine shape.

Nothing seemed to notice Jennifer and co. yet, and it seemed they might just get away with what they were up to.

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Emily was not interested in the idle games being presented. While the Aggron charged the wall, Emily raised her left arm in front of her to point towards the city. At this motion, a bipedal, rabbit-like Pokémon with a dark reddish-brown fur and a short, round tail walked up beside her. Adopting an extremely peculiar, but no less aggressive stance, it was clear the rabbit had honed fighting instincts. It had black patterns on the legs that resembled ripped pantyhose, and the tuft of fur above its eyes formed a single butterfly-shaped crest. Rounded patches of cream fur adorned its wrists and ankles, and its ear fur covered two segments of each ear in fluffy bands.

Jennifer may recognize this rabbit as a Mega Lopunny. It seemed to be a shiny as well, with a more flesh colored reddish-brown replacing the usual dark brown fur most had. The rabbit looked to the walls, and with a running start, leapt high into the air with a Bounce, allowing it to land squarely on top of the wall. Emily herself watched from outside the walls, keen on letting her Pokemon do all the work.

This form should serve enough of a decoy. The power they cannot contest should be recognizable. It's just a matter of time.


The Mega Lopunny leapt down from the wall, now inside the city, ready to see what lay within. Its walk was slow and deliberate as it kept a close eye and ear on every side, ready to react if need be. If fighting the small fry was needed to reach the actual threat to the rebellion of mortals, then it would oblige.

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The rituals were dangerous, but progressed in short order. By the time the giant, emerald flash of power had drawn the Sorcerer's attention both
Bloat Drones were primed, and ready. Each massive, sentient war engine of Nurgle was clad on the finest rot iron armour, and sporting the deadly instruments of their jovial father. The former, so violent and wrathful it couldn't even contain itself long enough to operate a firearm had been given a Fleshmower, dipped in foul, toxic-pus, and waste from each of the Plague Marine's distended bowels. The latter, sane in comparison to its nearly feral brother, sported a fine Plaguesplitter, and a belly half-full of its trademark obscene ammo. Much to his dismay he missed the massive daemon engines taking to the sky, their blighted rotors stirring up quite the stench.

"Well, well," he couldn't resist musing about such a flamboyant display, and as the pillar of energy stabilized he gave it an approving nod. "Decent shade at least, Papa would be proud."

Sensing the marines' rage filled impatience however, he merely shrugged. A mystery for another day, and as it was Erebus would likely be wanting to flay him for his deviations already.

"Alright, my pretties! Let's get our merry band a'goin'." With a wave of his pestilent staff both drones set off, lazily climbing in altitude until they broke past the treeline. Despite their hefty bulk they were a good enough distance from Ridgecrest to be little more than specks on the horizon. Without delay they made a beeline for the city, maintaining their mountain peak of an altitude. It would take them several minutes to reach the outskirts of Ridgecrest's airspace.

"A'ight then," spinning on his bloated heels the Sorcerer once again faced his Fire Team. "You know your orders. Advance slowly, stick to the cover of these trees, but not too close! Start killing every plant by proximity and even these idiots will catch on. Grenades at the ready, I want that town saturated ASAP. Feel me?"

They merely grunted in response, but began their angry shuffle down the mountain. Though slow, the Plague Marines of the Death Guard were one of the Imperium's greatest fears. Each one of them had been completely numbed to pain through Nurgle's myriad blessing, and their rancid, corpulent bodies immune to small arms fire. Even their very breath - a miasma of foul toxins - was death to mere mortals. Millennia of putrid, self-loathing war was on the move, and their Bolters sang for blood.

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The first thing Jennifer did when she saw that Mega Lopunny was let out a fangirl squeal. So awesome and powerful! She had heard talk of Mega Evolution when she visited Lumiose City a while back...maybe she should pay the place another visit when this adventure with the talking gate was finished. "Oh my gosh, that is so cool! I wonder if my Pokémon can do that?"

If they could, it would be really handy right now, she had to admit. There seemed to be floating jellyfish over the skies. Odd, but whatever. Maybe it would light the way to victory. "We have to find their leader and convince him to give up the city. We can't let him figure out the secret under the hotel!"

A distraction, of course. Any regular visitor would know that that wasn't where the portal really was...it was in the Pokémon League building, where it would be most capably defended! Of course, the towering five-star hotel to the south did present a rather attractive target, and it would make sense that this is where foreigners would seek to spend their hard-earned coin after arriving on vacation. But the real target was to the north. Now to find who or what was in charge so Aggron could sit on him until he surrendered...

"Crap. This place is a freaking maze now. Or at least, I don't remember the streets being laid out like this. Emily, can you give us a bird's eye view? Aggron should be able to smash or intimidate most of the small fries."

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A cloaked Terra Nova Cruiser Hovered within sight of Ridgecrest City.

"Looks like Draco has been busy...just like we thought..." Sara stated. "But the plan stands.. our Battle Cruisers will open up with a Yamato cannon strike on the largest of the Shadow Legions Fortifications. Next our Raven Bombers and Strike Fighters will do a fly over of the city dropping bombs on towers and other defense buildings. At this same time Strike Force A will start bombarding this area of the city farthest for the portal to Ruula. Our goal is to draw out the Shadow Forces and as they rush Strike Force A the larger Strike Force B will hit the Shadow Legions flank hard. I myself will go and join up with Jennifer's group and help them reach the portal. Hopefully once we get to Ruula we can come back with Ruulan forces to help you secure the city."

Sara took a breath "Ok once I leave the ship wait three minutes then unleash hell."

Sara took a quick dropship trip and then a cloaked run until she came up to Jennifer's group "Miss me?" she asked as she uncloaked behind the group. Sara looked at something on her wrist "Get ready for fireworks in 3, 2, 1..."


The roar of Ten Battlecruisers firing their Yamato Cannons filled the air. As the blasts hit a huge shockwave would come from each impact. As clock work squadrons of Raven bombers and Strike Fighters made their runs dropping payloads of cluster bombs and plasma bombs on the Shadow Legion's defences.

As hell rained from the sky The TLA forces of Strike Force A took up formation on a hill overlooking the city. Siege Tanks rolled in and reconfigured into Siege cannon mode as the Thor walkers, Terra Nova Marines, and TLA troopers took up defensive positions to protect the tanks.



Sara Looked to Jennifer and her group. "We need to hurry and get to the Portal." she said.

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Draco's skin resumed its pale appearance the moment the triggers of each Yamato cannon was squeezed. He sensed the hostile intent, and quickly flared his power. As each of the rounds soared through the air, they would be met by a wall of Shadow lurching forth from the wall Draco had his Legion construct around the City itself. Clearly Draco planned to be attacked from either Orbit or from the air, and had these defenses set up well in advance. Granted, however, that he had to be there to activate some of them. Large Turrets rumbled out of the City, turning towards the Battle-Cruisers, and firing Corrupted Light-Fire rounds back at the attackers. Each shell would hit like twenty Hiroshima Bombs, and the fire spread by each shell would do one of two things: Either Turn everything to Gold, making it useless, or Corrupt it until it simply melted away.

"Foolish humans.... Do they truly think they can take back this city?" Draco growled. "Fan out, find any intruders, flush them out." he growled. The Shadowling bowed her head, and vanished in a puff of black mist. A sickening, gurgling roar erupted from all of Ridgecrest City, and mist spread across the streets.

Black Mist.

At first, nothing would happen to those who inhaled it, but it would only take one good breath full of it before the Illusions started. If inhaled, the first thing anyone would notice would be that the sounds coming from the Shadows, both creature and actual shadow alike, were a lot louder. The sounds of claws skittering along the ground and walls of the city echoed now, filling the city with a sense of dread. After the auditory "enhancements", there were simple shadows moving in the corner of one's eye. Making the victim feel as though they were being stalked, followed, hunted.

The Legion didn't stop there, and as the Siege Tanks and walkers made their presence known, more Turrets sprouted from the walls of the city, each of them likewise firing either Corrupted Light Fire or Shadow-Fire rounds of varying sizes and strength levels. One thing was constant however: Even a glancing blow would begin to corrupt or purify, depending on what hit, and what was hit. Draco and the Legion had planed not just for all out warfare, with defenses from orbital bombardments, but for war with the Imperium of man yet again.

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Thousands of lights bobbled through the mist. In the sudden darkness, they began to glow harder.

The goo a thousand jellies splattered down unto the city. Any organic matter which came into contact with this goo immediately healed.

The valojelea had been made alert to hostility. They began to swarm, in hoards of a hundred, creating massive balls of light throughout the city. The glow turned into a sparkle; the jellies had armed themselves. One ball of valojelea was concentrated not far from Jennifer.

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As Draco started putting the defenses up, and sent his army out, Emily stayed outside the walls, merely turning her back with a smirk as she melted into a pink creature, formless and with beady eyes that then turned into a red beam of light that would return to a location within the city. Was that a Ditto...?

The Mega Lopunny inside readied itself as it looked for Draco himself amid the mess. That would be its destination. Closing its eyes, a beam of red colored energy would encircle the Mega Lopunny for just a moment before its eyes opened again. Bounding forward towards an encroaching pack of shadow hounds, the Mega Lopunny engaged the creatures, quickly sidestepping attacks coming its way with little demonstrated effort.

Whipping its ears around almost as fast as it dodged into the pack of shadow hounds, it attempted to strike multiple shadow hounds with attacks that were aimed to quickly render them unconscious with a single blow. On a strike or a whiff, the Mega Lopunny would pivot to face the pack once more, now on the opposite side of them, quickly assessing how many had fallen, and how many still stood.

Was this still a Mega Lopunny? It began speaking. The distorted voice combined elements of corruption and reverberation among the usual feminine (if aggressive) voice of a Mega Lopunny. It was nonetheless a language that could be understood by those in earshot, regardless of who they were or what their language actually was.

A pitiful choice of creature for an invasion, though mortals would have trouble contesting with such minor foes given their minds weak to fear and the unknown.


The Mega Lopunny seemed ready to go further if the hounds continued their assault.

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Jennifer couldn't believe what was happening. For someone in command of so many troops, she clearly didn't understand much in the way of tactics. "Sara, no! We can't let them know where the portal is by rushing to it, assuming we even know how to get there through all these obstacles! You and your flyboys do what you have to, just give me a clear path to their leader! Emily, on me, this mist can't be anything good! Castle, let's go, you're the rear guard!"

The Bastiodon came out again, using its large crest to guard against a sneak attack as Jennifer and Aggron pressed ahead against the shadow hounds, aided by the vanguard that was a...talking Mega Lopunny? Well, it wouldn't be the weirdest thing she had heard of.

"And what the hell is with these jellyfish? I just hope they're on our side." She stuck her hand in one of the globs. Apparently their jelly had healing properties, to the point of dispelling the Black Mist with a simple wave of her hand. "Yup. Friendly. Now let's find where their leader is hiding."

The metal monster wasn't nearly as elegant or precise as Lopunny, but then again, it didn't have to be. Sheer strength and size bowled over several Shadow Hounds with each sweep of its punishing Iron Tail as the resistance fighters made their way forward. At least, it felt like that was the right direction...oh wait, there was an easier way. Either follow the path of the jellies, or just knock down a few walls.

"Aggron! Head Smash, straight shot! We're going to MAKE a path!"

Just like before when they breached the city walls in the first place, Aggron lowered its mighty horns and charged forward, not even caring if the turrets managed to turn towards it. "Crap. Gonna need a way up after that. Ferrothorn, use your vines to make something I can climb!"

A new combatant entered the battlefield, looking much like an armored durian fruit. The vines extending out of the top of its body were used to call forth more plants; thick and strong vegetation that could hold Jennifer's weight as she scrambled up the ramparts.

"Take me to your leader! I tire of this meaningless slaughter! Give me a challenge!"

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Shadow Hounds were never meant to be a challenge to anyone, it was their horrid appearance and sounds and sheer numbers that made them deadly. Every time one was struck, the screams of at least five agonized humans and creatures alike rang out, and a sickening squelch echoed upon impact. "Help us! GODS PLEASE HELP US!" came their screams as the Hounds roared at the attacking Pokemon.

And Help for them did come, in the form of a good Cohort of Basher Shadows in full Legionnaire armor and shield. They slammed their corrupted swords against the sides of their shields, and advanced in a Phalanx Formation towards the Attacking Pokemon some throwing spears overhead of the first rank to try and pin down the Mega-Lopunny, or at least stop her from escaping while they advanced. The Aggron would prove to the a problem with his Head-Smash, but after the first few ranks, would find himself slowing down if not stopping, the shields of the Bashers dented and cracked from impact, but the Shadows themselves holding up, and swinging their swords wildly from all sides, trying to cut up and kill the Aggron. A single cut by itself, whether from sword or thrown spear, wouldn't do much, it was what came with the cut: Corruption.

Shadow Corruption was an agonizing process that very meticulously killed the victim while sending constant, unbearable fluctuations of pain to the Nerves, causing them to go hay-wire, yet keep the mind conscious enough to feel every agonizing second. Once it was locked in and hadn't been healed by something as simple as a Cure-All or Antidote (which was temporary at best) a pool of Shadow made from the victim's own shadow would open beneath them, and they would begin to sink, pulled in by Tendrils of Shadow. They would be claimed by the Legion, for the Legion, and join its ranks.

"You are not worth the best the Legion has to offer. You are not worthy of His Lordship Draco. Surrender now, and maybe you'll merely be "gifted" with power. Or you can fight, and be corrupted like everyone else." The voice of the female Shadowling erupted from the very shadow of the human spouting challenge: Jennifer. A pair of Coal-Red Eyes likewise watched her, making her Shadow seem like it's own entity, a sickening smile splitting the Shadow's solidity, before a feminine giggle echoed around, vanishing with a puff of Black Mist rising from her shadow.

The Black Mist intensified in the area, giving the Shadows a boost in power and strength.

Along the walls, the turrets continued to launch volley after volley of high-powered rounds at the attacking Terra Nova Empire ships, while great Tendrils shot forth from the City as well, reaching out for the fighters and bombers likely to come around soon. Their aim was to simply cripple the craft, bringing it down so that the pilots could be corrupted and taken into the Legion. With their craft, which would also be broken down, studied, and turned into usable inventions for Draco's Fleet. No Shadows actually left the walls themselves; the Shadowling in charge of this detachment of the Legion smart enough to not risk losing that many Shadows.

Draco himself watched the battle with careful, considerate eyes, the thing playing out on a sort of Holo-projected map in front of him, a Black Crystal having been placed on the ground to project the field of battle in real time using His magic. The Dragon of Death remained silent. Sure he was present, but that didn't mean anyone needed to know where exactly he was.

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The Mega Lopunny addressed Jennifer with the same unnerving voice.
Foolish mortal! You dare give me orders? Do not draw the attention of beings you cannot contest! Not even I presumed a mortal could be so lowly and brainless!


She then looked at the incoming spears and melted into a pile of quivering flesh that reformed into an attractive humanoid woman, twelve feet tall, and of pale skin and golden eyes, rung by streaks of flesh color surrounding iconic vertical pupils. She was wearing what could only be described as a rare flesh colored battle armor, minus a helmet. Her smug smile revealed sharp teeth, and her next reaction, in which she raised her hand toward the spears. The hand transformed into an appendage of quivering flesh that then reformed into a small dagger, a perfect mocking replica of its true self, that radiated all the same power. As it finished forming, a powerful voice similar to her own spoke.
Your future is bright!


The dagger itself lit up with a brilliant and wide-ranging light, a light that was then used to form an explosive barrier around herself to defend against the spears. All of this pointed to something odd, and if Draco was paying attention, he'd recognize exactly what Emily just did, and who exactly she was mocking; equipment, powers, and all, minus the corruption, but no less powerful.

With the explosion of light warding off the spears, the woman stretched her other arm in front of her, the arm becoming an appendage of quivering flesh that reformed into the open maw of a certain dragon.
Brighten your day!
From within, a small sphere of light spawned that would then shoot out in front of the woman, creating a lengthy and wide scale beam of Lightfire aimed at clearing through the assorted smaller shadow forces of hounds and bashers.

Regardless of the Lightfire's effectiveness, the woman's form once more melted into a pile of writhing flesh that reformed into a humanoid woman in the garb of a top-ranking priestess in a religion. She then began to slowly walk forward in Draco's direction, a staff now floating at her side. Though she knew where he was, she was in no hurry. The worms around her would surely get themselves killed if she skipped the walk.

Plus, she enjoyed a soothing walk through the city from time to time.

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Sara's com beeped in her ear "The Emperess is calling us back she has deemed this attack doomed to fail until we find a way to shut down those turrets....You are on your own for now...."

The Terra Nova Forces pulled out in a tactical retreat laying down fire as they moved out of range of Turrets. Falling back to Fort Raynor in the Eastern Seaboard to regroup.


Sara watched as The Terra Nova Forces retreated "Looks like we are on our own..."

"Not quite Ma'am." came a voice from behind her.

She turned to see a squad of four Firebats, a Valkyrie cleric with her massive riot shield and two demolition troopers. "We and this banshee we are in are here to help you take out those turrets...while they are are still up..."

"Yes I know...But with Draco alerted.... now she listens to my plan after hers fails..Like i told her it would..."

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"Sara! Why are they retreating?" A glob of jelly fell on Jennifer's face, which made her ragged gasping for air slow to a more measured respiration. "And what the heck are these things, anyway? Are they with you? They're nothing I recognize and I've seen some serious stuff." Putting aside the question of what the heck Emily exactly was for the moment, she gave a cry of surprise as Aggron's ball glowed red, the auto-recall feature triggering after it took one too many blows from the shadow legion. "Fuck. I let him get flanked. I have to assume the power's out at the Pokémon Center. We can get him healed up at my house, it's not too far from here, but I can't leave Emily by herself to these things after seeing what they can do. This is my city, damn it...so can I borrow some of your boys there for a minute? There's just too many of them and I'm running out of options."

This was a weight she couldn't lift...not by herself. The portal station had long since gone dark, as a distress call would light up every sniffer in the area and defeat the purpose of the mission. Perhaps...perhaps there was a Plan B after all, but she wasn't done yet.

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Things had escalated, and not just quickly, but too quickly for Bulbic's taste. The Chaos Sorcerer stood rooted in place, eyes fixed on the mayham of Ridgecrest with true dismay. The initial bombardment, a surprise from what he had assumed to be begin scouting ships thanks to their stealth hovering, had obliterated both Bloat Drones. A truly devastating loss as each required thousands of sacrifices to bring into being, and much time. The Death Guard's hereteks would be beyond displeased with the Sorcerer's folly, but they'd have to get in line.

Erebus would peel the festering flesh from his skull, and ram it down his pus-coated gullet before they even came close to having a chance.

The swell of Shadowlings, and the strange, animalistic beings entering the field had derailed any hopes of a successful operation. Four Plague Marines weren't enough, and the twisted dragon's defenses seemed poised to end the entire confrontation. Now. He watched with his Wytch's Sight as the massive metal monster-thing disappeared in a flash of red. "Whoa there, little mortals," he bellowed to himself, far too far away for anyone else to hear. "Are they psykers themselves?" He focused his sight on each mortal, the fabric of their very souls laid bare to his corrupted eyes. "No, no they're all dull, vacant, no sparks, save the Pink One..By Nurgle she's bright to stare at. What even.."

Frusteration was starting to encroach on his jocularity, quite the feat for a follow of Papa Nurgle. But one not without it's merits as a wicked plot began to take hold within the simmering hate.

This battle was beyond him, but not others. No, there were those who pined for such insanity, who sang for wanton carnage and destruction always. Always. Their thirst for blood was unquenchable, and even their own deaths a noble end in service to their barbaric master. Turning away from the battle, a harsh flux of Warp energy washed over Bulbic, the wicked sorcerer's mind suddenly burning with the might of creation just behind the veil. Without delay it sought out his Marine contingent to relay a halt order. There was no sense in feeding them to slaughter without hope.

As soon as they stopped his consciousness would turn East, racing through the Immaterium towards a vile, black tornado of a beacon. Towards the nascent soul of Erebus himself.

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A small scale Warpstorm erupted a good fifty feet behind Jennifer, deep within the ranks of petty Shadowlings. It roiled, and bubbled for a moment as reality was torn asunder, the coppery scent of blood billowing out. Within seconds forms began to take shape, hulking, monstrously huge forms clad in jagged spikes, and ancient red Power Armor. The Sigil of Khorne adorned each. Four towering, already frenzied Khornate Berzerkers had come into bloody being.

They knew no mercy, no restraint, and no fear. Long driven mad with bloodlust by their Primarch, and Dark God, these brutal demigods of slaughter lived only to serve their master. In the most brutal, and barbaric ways imaginable.

They didn't wait, or pause to examine the battlefield before driving forward like wild beasts. Each Berzerker's massive, adamantite-toothed Chainaxe screaming through the air, hungry to bite into whatever the shadowy creatures called flesh.

"BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD!"

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"Sara, up this way, Quickly. The last thing I want right now is more trouble. No clue where those guys came from, but there's no way I could even slow them down in the state my team is in. Aggron looks bad. Real bad. My home is just up that way...the jellies in the sky look friendly, though. I wonder if we can talk to them somehow..."

Mounting the stairs, Sara would be greeted with a scene that looked kind of like a junkyard. "Here it is. My gym. Guard the door. I need to make a few changes."

A few minutes later, Jennifer and her team were all outfitted with makeshift armor from random pieces of scrap. Rebar jutted out at odd angles from her muscular body, Lucario's fist spikes were replaced with proper concrete gauntlets, and even Aggron looked scarier than before...not to mention healthier. "I can't do much for his mind, but his body is as good as it's ever been. Let's just hope this stuff is better than nothing. Once more into the breach! We have to drive them out before I can use the portal to continue the quest the door gave me!"

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The Legion reacted in time.

Threats were constantly evolving, and so was the Legion. As the Pokemon returned with armor, simply swarming them and hacking away mindlessly wasn't going to cut it. To combat this, Armored Screaming Minotaurs made their appearance from the alley-ways on either side of the battle going on in the streets. The Mist grew thicker, and while the Aggron was physically healthier, his mind and soul were likely still being eaten away by the corruption of the blades of the Legion. The Armor of the Basher Shadows would prove to be difficult, built to withstand the brutal realities of melee combat in war. Combat continued to ramp up exponentially with each push the Would-be Liberators of Ridgecrest gave.

But then someone had to go and Mock a Light Dragon.

Two massive Coal Eyes opened wide, and glared daggers of unyielding rage into the minds and hearts and souls of everyone in Ridgecrest. Draco's presence flared up, and the ground began to rumble. "You DARE Mock the magic of Irral The First Son? You DARE Bring that mockery to my presence!? YOU DARE CHALLENGE THE LORD OF SHADOW?" Draco's rage fueled his voice, rumbling forth from his throat as already his nose began to bleed, corrupted black blood trickling down his face from exerting his power. His body morphed hideously, becoming more Draconian in shape as his military uniform burned away in Shadowfire to reveal his Armor.

"To Mock the All-Mother's First Born Champion is to insult all of Dragon-Kind, and I will NOT STAND FOR IT!"


As he took a step towards his challenger, he coughed up a mouthful of blood, the liquid splattering on the ground in front of him. It was at this point that most of the Legion suddenly stopped moving, shuddering and quivering madly as if frightened. Even the Shadowling's presence was silenced, and she faded from the field as Draco lost himself in rage.

Despite his inherently evil nature, Draco was proud of his Draconian Heritage, and treated other dragons with the highest esteem, to an extent. It wasn't Draco's personality that made him an enemy to the rest of the world, but his Nature as a Shadow Dragon. He shouldn't exist, and thus his Corruption was sought out by Irral and the other Champions of Light as they replaced each other. It was their tenacity that drove Draco to grow stronger, to build his respect for the few Dragons who stood high above him with the possibility to kill him for good. Or worse yet: Purify his soul, and remove his powers entirely. This... being that dared to mock Irral and his Magic was a massive insult to Draco, and in his book, all of Dragon-Kind.

And he was going to take action, personally. Even if it killed him.

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Sara watched the goings on as Draco revealed himself. "Looks like you friend pissed him off..."

Sara also watched as the Shadows seemed to stop what they where doing as Draco came forth. "This might just be a break for us.. if we can stay low and quiet we may be able to slip to the portal while Draco and his forces are distracted."

Sara turned to her squad "Stay close and stay quiet."

Turning back to Jennifer "Ok this is your home town so you know it better than I want is the best way to sneak around these brutes?"