Weilacca Vladaminsky III's Story

Signalling the volunteer to join him by his side, Weilacca continued the walk back to the flagship. A smile of success trapped in his expression as the feelings of superiority surged through his body. The subjugation of this Imperial nation hadn't already begun and he was already assuming control of the captains which accompanied them. However, Renalanus' words were somewhat troubling. This regency, the High Lords, they sound like a power hungry bunch. From knowledge of Shaki'lyu history, Weilacca knew how they would react to the words of the Emperor's return; trying anything to prevent it from occurring. Of course, that cannot happen. Leadership should always be given to the royal nobles of the nation, not some pathetic, corrupt group of officials who only see power and money when standing before their people. Perhaps he should entrust an irregular to the watching of the regency.

"Thank you for joining me, Carnaelgaar, I hope you can give me some kind information on your people during our journey back to Shaki'nya." Weilacca spoke out, glad to have an at least slightly xenophilic representative join him. "Once we return, I may require you to evaluate my daughter, Alekassandra. From what I can assume of your regency, they need to be controlled. And her status as the second most powerful irregular in the Commonwealth, along with her disciplined personality, I believe she could do just that."

"I'm afraid I may have to question your theory, High Emperor.." Daemos strode his way into bay containing the elegant Flagship, a smile of his own showing. "While Alekassandra may be vastly more powerful of an irregular than I.." This fact occasionally chipped away at his pride, and it took an effort to stop any bitterness from leaking into his smile. "I may just be the better bet, after all.." He reached down and in a single, fluid motion grabbed the mass of metal that was the Dawn Star. The Hammer of the Hetgenii. It roared to life, becoming wreathed in flames at his mere touch. "Her touch may be too...Subtle. For these humans."

In truth he merely wanted to stay as far away from the Commonwealth, and it's customs as possible. Never the less he raised his hammer in salute to the High Emperor and bowed. "And even still. My life is far less valuable than that of your daughters." He knew he couldn't stray from his duty, from his marriage. He knew Alekassandra outclassed him in everything but the raw burning might his hammer generated, but still. Even a man like Daemos had to try the fleetingness of hopes from time to time.

Besides, he meant what he said. He was Hetgenii, he was a warrior, and he was loyal. No matter how strong Alekassandra may be it was his job to die so a Vladaminsky didn't have to.

"Our history reaches far back, back into the days of old. When our people used clubs and rocks. The Emperor was born by a group of people after they sacrificed themselves to create a powerful being. The Emperor watched over mind kind in the shadows, making sure they stayed safe. Eventually something known as the age of strife happened when one of our enemies known as the Eldar, created a Chaos God known as Slaaneshnby mistake. Once this God was born, the Warp one of our only means of travel was heavily disrupted and humanity was separated an began its fall. Holy Terra, turned into a barren dust ball." He then took a few seconds to let them absorb the information. Meanwhile he took this few seconds to order his fleet back to their home worlds, and hopefully avoid the inquisition forces. Renalanus separated from the group and took position on his new ship, but instead of heading off to their home world, they wandered off into space since they were a space faring chapter.

"During the age of strife, humanity was reduced to barbarians at the time. Many people resorted to pillaging and killing. However the Emperor finally made his appearance and in return gathered a handful of volunteers and genetically enhanced then all into "Thunder Warriors" who are now the Space Marines you see this day. The Emperor led these Thunder Warriors across Holy Terra's surface eliminating all these barbarians and uniting fragments of humanity, after he was done he led humanity into the stars to unite the rest of humanity." He continued, a smile forming under his helmet.

"After the age of strife was finished, humanity led by the Emperor began rebuilding. Creating massive cities, forming new armies, rushing new technologies. While this was happening the Emperor created 20 children known as the Primarchs, they would each rule a seperate part of humanity and keep them safe. However the Chaos Gods decided to send all of his children across the galaxy and in return the Emperor spent a large portion of his time leading a great crusade through an age known as the "Dark Age Of Technology." This was when humanity was at the peak of its power. The Emperor led his forces and gathered his children once again, expanding our borders and eliminating or subjugating all who stood in his path." His side soon faded however as he prepared to talk about one more thing.

"However the most devastating event that has happen thus far which has since put humanity on a thin line was an event known as the "Horus Heresy." One of the Emperors sons, Horus succumbed to chaos along with 9 other Primarchs. The remaining ten loyal Primarchs spent years holding back against his forces. Many of the Primarchs died during this time, however the end of this civil war ended when The Emperor and a strike force of his own Honor guard entered Horus's flagship. One of the Primarchs by the Emperor's side, Sanguines was brutally slain and the chapter known as the Blood Angels each were mentally scarred and suffer from a condition which makes them bloodthirsty but powerful. In the End the Emperor was Mortally wounded by Horus, however the Emperor destroyed the mind, body, and Soul of Horus with just one attack. Once this was over the Primarchs disappeared, are mortally wounded and kept in stasis, mentally mad, or have turned into a demon prince. This is our history." He concluded.

Far Eastern Perseus Arm; Shaki'lyu Commonwealth Influence Sphere
Location: Luex'lefa System, Shaki'nya

Within the deep central area of the influence sphere sat the capital of the Commonwealth, Shaki'nya. A planetary city holding a history as dark and dangerous the Shaki'lyu species had ever experienced. Located in the central sectors of the planet stood the great space elevator, the first space elevator built by the Shaki'lyu. At the bottom of this elevator was the cluster of skyscrapers which pierced the stratosphere, the cluster itself being interconnected from top to bottom, thus allowing the cluster to be classified as a single building in itself.

It was here where the Triarchy had returned from their negotiations, arriving at the Royal cluster to finalise their plans of action for the integration of the Imperium of Man.

"Welcome to Shaki'nya, Carnaelgaar." The High Emperor introduced to their human companion. Without wasting any further time, Weilacca finished off his small greeting to the space marine by introducing him to his daughter, Alekassandra. "This is my daughter, the High Princess, Alekassandra Vladaminsky. I don't have the time to talk any more so I can work on producing your Emperor's new body." He turned to his daughter, "I'll leave you in control for now, tell your brother to manage the state.

"Of course, father, I will do my best to keep you proud." Alekassandra replied, standing from her seat while placing her tea to the side. She wore robes similar to the High Emperor, but designed to be more feminine and with less eccentric shapes to prove her status as a princess.

"It is nice to meet you, human." Alekassandra turned to Carnaelgaar, greeting him before quickly shifting to an attack stance. Swinging a well placed punch, reinforced with her irregular abilities to the point of enabling the cracking or even shattering of the space marine armour, aimed directly at Carn's face.

Carn looked at the cluster with curiosity. Although he was now far away from his fellow chapter he was interested by everything they had. If they could make a body for their Emperor then their technology must be interesting.

Once he arrived, the High Emperor introduced Carn to his daughter Alekassandra. Before he could greet her, he watched as her from quickly shifted to an attack stance. Being a veteran of many battles he quickly dodged the attack, but his helmet was scratched in the process. Was this a trap after all!? His trust had been betrayed! The second he got his bearing he began to channel his Psycic Might prepared to tear a hole in reality. "What is the meaning of this!? Have you brought me here to kill me in secret! Well if I am going to die I Will take you all out with me!" Raw energy flowed from his body as he spoke.

Weilacca glared at his daughter as he watched her means of greeting her new ally. This glare was quickly replied with a small flinch as Alekassandra noticed it, quickly returning to her composure as a Princess. No matter how much she hated it. Even with the small smile and the reserved attitude, Alekassandra still gave off some dangerous aura. Something that even made the guards standing outside of the room sweat at their collars.

With her head cocked to the side, along with an awkward smile across her face, Alekassandra apologised, "I'm sorry, human. I am just a little irritated to know my fiance had been damaged due to your incompetence. And I'm annoyed that I have to wear this dress." Her tomboy nature came out at this confession, while striking a small blush across Morganovicz's face, easily recognisable to the Shaki'lyu's perception of infra red. Sparking a small, real smile across the disciplined Princess' face.

Carn felt the dangerous aura radiating off of Alekassandra, however he was not deterred until she quickly explained her reason behind her attack. He slowly calmed down and stopped channeling his power but he appeared to be more on guard. "If you are talking about Morganovicz, he was under the command of Commisar Ciaphas Cain of the Valhallan Ice Fighters Regiment during the Siege of Terra. If you wish to point blame, he is the man you should blame..." He spoke as he seemed to glare at her. He felt like he could get attacked at any second again however his attention soon turned to the architecture.

The architecture was Irregular, a mix of random colors and shapes. Although it was a different culture most would find it strange. "I see you have a sense of art around here, it is much different from back on Holy Terra like you have seen yourself. You use many colors while we use mainly bright or gold colors. At least in the more higher class areas."

The usually rather tedious part of a diplomats job, the whole affair of introducing a xeno to the capital was actually quite exciting for Daemos. Mostly because this was the first xenos allowed on Shaki'nya, but nevertheless. As soon as they had gotten off the Flagship he kept a keen eye on the man, taking in every expression he could. Human emotions and expression were rough for him to read, but he felt he got the gist of it. Of course as always, Alekassandra managed to turn an exciting event into a headache.

Daemos hand't even been paying her, or the conversation really much attention. He was much more interested in this "Carn" but the sudden flashes of heat and generally pissy drowning of the Princess drew his attention back. He could feel an immense pain welling dead center between his eyes as she attempted an apology. The Left King was fairly certain at this stage that the biggest threat to peace, and the greatest road block to a united Milky Way were on in the same, Alekassandra. Of course he couldn't mention this to anyone, least he bit smote on the spot, so he settled for a little undermining.

With his best smile he placed an arm on Carn's shoulder, letting the massive man support his weight and spoke in his honey-toned voice. "You see my dear human, we have both art and what you may call a 'fire-y lass' in the princess here. You are the first of your kind, or any xenos kind to meet her and not die horribly in seconds. Your honour is truly great." He was just about to attempt another "Terra joke" when one of his house guards tapped him on his shoulder.

The glance he shot the man could've honestly burned through steel, but the guard was accustomed to this and whispered quickly. Daemos removed his arm from Carn's shoulder as he listened.

The change in the Left King was abrupt. He snapped forward and near-attention and locked his eyes directly onto the High Emperor's. He spoke much more sternly now, as if the rigidity of his body didn't stress his seriousness enough. "My Highest Emperor..It seems there is another faction of Xenos, non too far from us. I had sent scouts out from 'Holy' Terra while we were there, just to poke around. It seems they 'struck gold' to use a human idiom. These people are militarily powerful it would seem, and have allegedly demonstrated signs of being reasonable. I would like to leave to speak to them at once with your blessing, if I may."

"Huh? Yeah, sure, go for it." The High Emperor quickly gave permission to his Left King before quickly signalling to Morganovicz that he was heading down to the labs. There was not enough time to wait around to keep an eye on everyone, the more time he put into the building of the body, the faster it will take. "I'll trust you two with the decisions." He spoke his final words before the doors of the lift closed, leaving Carn and Alekassandra alone.

The Princess cocked her head, this time in confusion, at Carn's little statement. They never used colours, they used different insulation materials, none of this is art. "I don't know what you mean," She confessed, with her life spent without interacting with any xenos, she assumed everyone had the same sight as the Shaki'lyu. "But that doesn't matter, you can introduce me to this 'Commisar' later. We need to produce a plan of action, to protect you, your friend, and the Emperor of Man himself."

Carn felt a hand on his shoulder and turned to face Daemos as he began to talk about the art and congradulated him for not getting killed by the princess. Of course it was short lived when he began to talk about something else. A faction of Xenos? "May I ask for some information about these xeno forces, if they are near Holy Terra it may be one of our enemies we have faced." He questioned before turning to face the princess.

"Like I and that Marshal has said, if you interfere with my peoples business they will never allow you all in the sectors of the Imperium. As I have said he can easily handle himself, by now I am sure the sisters have already located him so trying to assist him without drawing any attention would be impossible. As for the Commisar, you can visit him on Terra as he is busy overseeing relief efforts. But for the Emperor, he is safe behind the gates of Eternity Gate. Only a very select few are allowed and if anyone tries to force their way through they would have to get through the very best of the Imperium. As for my safety...I would be better on a ship then with someone who had just tried to take my head off...."

Planet: Holy Terra - Throne Room

The remaining two of the Triarchy left the flagship at the same spaceport as before, accompanied by Alekassandra, Morganovicz, Carn and Trami. With them came a strage large case, hovering above the ground as two guards pushed it alongside the group towards the throne room. Within this case lay the great gift the Commonwealth has to offer to their future memberstate, something which will seal the negotiations of integration. The item itself was the cause of the massive smile that plastered the High Emperor's face, it was a smile of victory, a smile of completion, he had finally completed a project which was mere fiction to the past generation. It was the proof of the superior understanding of Biology the Shaki'lyu race held, carefully carried within this case.

"This will be a new mark on history, Daemos. My apologies for hiding such a great creation from your eyes for so long, but wait no longer. It was a long month, but totally worth the hard work and sweat me and my scientists slaved toward." The High Emperor spoke towards his Left King.

Alekassandra, on the other hand, was busy reinforcing Carn's confidence on his new outfit she had professionally designed for him. An act of introducing Shaki'lyu culture to this Imperium, using Carn as an example of such a possibility of true integration for the rest of the Imperium to percieve. A lot of praise was given to her efforts while her fiance, Morganovicz, was still fixated on his glare towards Carn, annoyed at Alek's interactions with the xeno.

"You look like a true captain now, Carn. Don't get all uptight." Her attitude toward the xeno had long changed since their small vacation on Terra, she easily treated him as a true captain instead of just another soldier to shout at. Of course, this still didn't stop her cold nature to be thrown at the space marine captain, her powers still giving the sense of fear in his mind even without the increased anger that was experienced at the majority of time.

"I trust you to keep these interactions completely confidential, Mr. San." Weilacca turned to the corporation leader who tagged along with the group. His powers were needed for the defense should any unsightly scenes take place, many thanks to Carn for explaining their actions against the Commonwealth.

Carn remained silent as he walked through Holy Terra once again, however he was thankful for the robes since this ridiculous outfit actually hid his identity. He was not sure if Ren was safe but he was thankful for distracting the Sisters Of Battle. However suddenly sirens began to sound over Holy Terra. "Attention all citizens to the Immortal God Emperor! Abbadon The Despoiler has unleashed his 14th Dark Crusade. This one is the largest thus far. Pray to the Emperor in our time of ne---" The voice was suddenly silenced replaced with a voice filled with dark glee. "Hello brothers, and people of the corpse god. Today marks the end of the Imperium! We have already broken through your defense line and are already assaulting the few last remaining bastions of defense. This time...we will will this time. Now, I believe its time to say hello to the Emperor himself. AHAHAHAHAHAH!" Arnok The Supreme spoke as he walked away laughing.

Carn Immediately felt fear go up his spine. "We must get to the throne room now...That broadcast is spoken from inside the Imperial Palace! How is this possible! No one can get through Eternity Gate or warp into the Palace!" Suddenly gunfire errupted in the streets followed by the chaotic chanting of chaos. "Fools! Your Corpse god has weakened! He is near death and our gods now seek to finally end his existence! None can stop us now for your only hope cannot stop the forces of Chaos to walk on this planet! BLOOD! FOR THE BLOOD GODS! SKULLS! FOR THE SKULL THRONE!" A voice from a chaos space marine rung out as legions of chaos ran through the streets to be stopped by the Imperial Fist marines who were the guardians of Holy Terra, along with the Custodies.

Trami didn't even get time to respond to the timely question he was asked. He focused deeply on this new arrival, Arnok. He could already feel the many minds around him twist in pain and death, yet it did not disturb him, He had made sure to do a certain amount of research on the imperium of man and thus understood what kind of enemy he was facing, The forces of chaos.

He took two long strides, positioning himself between Carn and Aleks. So these are the Warriors of Chaos I've read so much about? He looked up towards the Librarian. His voice was soothing, unnaturally calm. He then gently moved one of his hands trough his hair. It seems they have managed to infest this entire area. Fighting is going on all over the place... I suppose it would be most tactical if we were to stay in this group? I doubt we would be defeated by any of these warriors if we were all together. Or maybe... He quickly glanced over Alekassandra, Raising both his hands to tighten one of his gloves Should we assist those troops of your's Master Librarian? Trami's eyes was shining with power, he was apparently more than happy to do some fighting.

The warning siren cut through Daemos' stupor, sending a shiver through his body. For about the last month he had just been coasting through life, preforming his duties with no interest, no passion. It had all been so tedious. Diplomacy with the "Firenaughts" or whatever they called themselves didn't even get a chance, instead he had to be here, with a secret his Emperor, his friend, didn't trust him with. Guarding a suitcase along with his Emperor's life, somehow felt hollow for once.

Yes he valued Weilacca's life above his own, yes he understood that whatever was in this case was a step forward for the entire Commonwealth. It was important, that he understood. He even accepted why diplomacy with a smaller race was pushed aside in it's favour. None of it though, none of it..Satisfied him. None of it boiled his blood and made him feel alive. All he had pined for in the last month was a good, old fashion, large scale conflict.

So that siren was like a blessing from Pantheon itself, it snapped his very essence awake and painted his face with the cruelest of smiles. It was like time had been slowed for him, and now it was moving at triple-speed. With a burst of speed he reflexively dashed in front of both Weilacca and his daughter, his body their shield. His massive hammer was drawn already and wreathed in flames, along with his eyes. The air around him crackled and hissed as ambient temperature around his body heightened to ignition point. That was his favorite tactic after all. Namely because of it's two fold usefulness. It would near blind any Shaki'lyu who looked directly at him, and it made him a visible beacon to Shaki'lyu and Xenos alike.

His hammer sang as he swung it back and forth with anticipation. His very blood turned to fire in his veins. This was living. "Permit me your Highness to take point. Though you and your daughter are beyond capable, I am Hetgenii. My body is the armor of our people. Not to mention.." He turned to face Weilacca, glee in his eyes for the first time in a month at least. "The Hetgenii live and die by fire, allow me the honour this day of carving my glory out either way." He spoke that part in tradition Shaki'lyu. His clan's words never rang truer than they did now on Holy Terra.

A warp portal opened beyond the eternity gate within the throne room, millions of demons could be seen beyond the portal as five individuals calmly entered the realm. Chaos had hired powerful mercenaries for their assault on Holy Terra, mercenaries that held the knowledge of the Shaki'lyu race along with power beyond those seen before, a grand addition to the assault which could change the tide of war in any situation. Arnok the Supreme, a great lord accompanied by four of the mercenaries. A Shaki'lyu, Vladimir, dressed in pure black clothing and overcoat, a rag stretched across his blind eyes as the two Rostovii greatswords hung from his belt. He was a Rostovii, a subspecies that could be considered to be a completely different species of Shaki'lyu itself due to their differential biology, no heat was given off from the body, rendering him invisible to the Shaki'lyu eye, no photosynthesis took place which increased the need for food while the dual affinities of the Rostovii node made them much more powerful.
The other three were simply human, one seeming to be twelve years old, Charlotte, an immortal. She held trillions of nanobots within her body which enabled the regeneration of any wounds along with the access to any forms of weapon and ammunition, dressed in a simple shirt and skirt. An undead human, Connor, wielding two automatic pistols paired with the perfect aim of his enhanced eyes and the addition of the eye of Payemyndii itself. And a normal human, Abigail, wielding two nodes as she acted as a host for a recovering spear demon.

The five were met with a welcoming of weapons pointed to their heads as ten guards rushed to their position in the efforts to protect the Emperor of Man. "Don't worry, Arnok, we'll handle this for you." Vladimir spoke out, his voice filled with boredom and concern as he gestured to Charlotte, "Lord Payemyndii won't be happy to miss out on this action, I hope your leader will keep him occupied, Arnok. Charlotte, take them down."

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"Daemos, turn that flashlight off!" The High Emperor ordered, "We don't want to make ourselves known. Everyone needs to stick together until we reach the Emperor of Man." A hand was placed on Daemos' burning body with the goal of calming him down, "I have missed fighting by your side, just hang on a little longer."

With that, Alekassandra and Morganovicz beside Daemos as means to protect the case, allowing the group to meet a formation in order to rush to the eternity gate to deliver their package. "It'd be nice if you set up some force field, Trami." Alekassandra stated, followed by a nod of agreement from Morganovicz who held his halberd in a defensive stance.

The ten custodies arrived to where the invaders were, they were the only ones who were stopping them from reaching the Emperor. They were armed with their guardian spears and equipped with golden power armor. They aimed their spears at the enemy, saying a silent prayer to the Emperor. They could not afford to fail, or else the Emperor would die. "Foul xeno! You shall take no step past this point! Glory to the Emperor brothers! We shall not fail him this day!" One of the honor guards called out as they stood shoulder by shoulder. Arnok simply chuckled, it would be interesting to see what these mercenaries could do. One of them had demonic energy, so this should make for a nice show.

Inside the Throne room, one lone centurion stood in front of the Emperor. "Do not worry father, I sense that your new body is near. I will ensure that you survive this day...even if I have to die I will atone for my failure..." The centurion spoke, almost as if he knew him personally.

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Carn almost growled under his breath, however they had to make it to the Emperor without being spotted. The faster they could move the faster they can make it to Eternity Gate. Using the Veil Of Time on all of them, they would suddenly move faster and their senses seemed to improve almost knowing what could happen one second ahead of time.

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For Abbadon The Despoiler, he watched the battle going from his flagship. As he watched he turned to the Mercenary he had hired and began to question him. "Give me every last detail about your peoples equipment. What are their weapons capable of, Ship weaponry and armor, Tactics, anything we need in case their allies come." He spoke.

Even if none of the answears was directly targeted towards Trami he understood what they would need to do: get to the throne room in as short time as possible, Daemos was already more than ready to "Divert" anyone daring to attack us. But now we needed finess. The moment Carn used his powers Trami was overflowed, His mind was working hard keeping up with the many minds surrounded Him, But now He could feel Carn's power, His mind was working at an incredible speed. He could feel every single presence, even those around the Throne room. His eyes darkened As he become one with the beings around him. Both The friendly and hostile

He took some gentle steps forward, Pushing his way straight past Daemos. Standing infront of the group he stretched both his arms out to each side. Before releasing an incredible burst of power, Creating Cracks in the concrete underneath him. The power blew straight trough everyone blowing anyone unsteady of their feet. he would make sure that not a single being here would not feel his presence. he started slowly walking towards the throne room. He could feel the Emperor's mind, along with the immense power it held. He would not allow that glorious Mind to be hurt, Reaching the first wall he simply walked straight trough it, His power Grinding the concrete into dust, he made sure that the presence he exuded would make his allies not attempt to get too close. No, he made sure His powers would Affect the minds of everyone, Filling them with primal fear, much like Alekassandra's power. No one would dare to attempt to intercept them, But the more powerful enemies, The ones attacking the Emperor would surely know he was coming, Yet That was not to his worries.

Since Carn's "Veil Of Time" Physically speed people up in their acts, Trami's Mind, Wich already was Fast Now worked at such an Speed no one could stand against him, Well, the affect would not last long, And Trami understood this, And thus made sure he would be as much Useful and Impressive as possible.

The hand on his shoulder quelled the flames in an instant, even causing Daemos to wince a little. It must've hurt Weilacca to some degree to shove his hand into fire. The Left King's first instinct was to mentally berate himself, but this wasn't the time. Especially not since the human was doing something..Strange. The good kind of strange, too.

Everything went..Faster..No, slower. Everything was definitely moving slower, it was Daemos that was faster. Much, much faster. In fact as he whirled around he could swear Trami stepping forward was deja vu, same with Alek and Morg stepping up. That's when it keyed in, precognition. This was perfect, so perfect if only he didn't have to be tethered to this damnable case!

That's when it hit him.

"Heh...My dear Emperor Weilacca.." A wicked smile crept across his face as his entire body tensed. Hell, he could feel every individual cell tense. "What say we make a olde dash for it, hmm? I saw we get to this throne as quick as possible. Allow me to take the case, and let us run." Finally, something exciting.

With the order given to her, Charlotte quickly nodded as she stepped forward to face these honour guards, her short stature made it first seem impossible as she placed her hands behind her back, cocking her head to the side as she smiled at the guards. Suddenly, her arms began to bulge as nanobots moved through her body to build a weapon, tearing her skin open as two massive miniguns appeared on each arm. The nanobots insane replication rate gave the weapons infinite ammunition as the miniguns began to spin, loaded with armour piercing rounds, they fired. Four streams of bullets fired into the honour guards, slowly being dragged across the line as the weapons ripped into the armour, essentially cutting the guards in half.

Vladimir looked back to the eternity gate, "Alekassandra?" He questioned to himself, sensing the fear inducing power of Trami, yet assuming it was the Princess. A small shrug and the shake of the head before confirming with Charlotte, "6 o'clock, 9 o'clock, 1 o'clock" He spoke out, using his advanced hearing that accompanied his blindness to see the guards that attempted to strike at Charlotte from a blind spot, even protecting the rest of the group as Charlotte decimated the guards before they could get close to the group.

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Alekassandra took Daemos' offer to take the case for herself, picking up the heavy technology in one arm, resting it on her shoulder as she continued moving as fast as she could. "You useless bastards! Get back to the flagship and call the Royal Fleet over here. Bring the Seikham!" She ordered the guards who originally pushed the case, breaking their faces into pure fear as the retreated back to the flagship, taking a few minutes to calm down from the fear of their commander before enacting her orders.

"Let's just go as fast as we can!" The High Emperor agreed with his Left King before nodding towards Carn. "Thank you, Commander Carn, for the boost."

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Floating in darkness, only one bright blue circle of a cybernetic eye was visible as the figure slowly stepped forward. This was within the Chaos Flagship, Abbadon sitting upon his commanding chair as he watched the war, speaking out to the figure in the darkness with his question. As the figure came into view, his cyborg appearance was made apparent, cybernetic left arm and leg, cybernetic right eye. The main difference in his body to any other Shaki'lyu is the presence of a special power, the Peye'ooayna. The pupil of his left eye shaped as 'XX' over the red iris.
Suddenly, an innocent smile came across the Shaki'lyu's face as he appeared behind Abbadon, poking his head from behind the chair to stare at the Chaos leader himself. "How was that entrance? Was I badass enough? Do you think the readers will like it?" he spoke fast, questioning as much as he could be giving a small cough. Straightening himself up as he stood at attention beside Abbadon,
"You're fucked." Patraeko stated bluntly, staring out of the window as hundreds of wormholes began to open both near and far to Holy Terra. The Seikham itself slowly travelling through a planet sized wormhole at the edge of the solar system in order to prevent the disturbance of the gravitational fields of all planetary bodies of the system. It was not long until the whole Navy had arrived.

Hundreds of thousands of Galleon-shaped ships, each differing in size, length and number of solar masts. Giant nets floating from the beneath the cabins, sweeping through space in order to collect dark matter.

The Custodies faught to the last, although easily cut down the the armor piercing rounds they would do their best to fire back before meeting their untimely death. However for each one that fell they knew they were buying time for the Emperors new body to arrive, they knew about the plan and if it was true they would give their life for the Emperor to atone for their failure to protect him when he most needed it.

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As Carn and the rest of the group pushed up, they would encounter a massive group of chaos space marines, there were thousands of them all armed with bolters and their unholy power armor. As soon as one of them spotted the group he quickly warned the rest of his brothers. However by sheer luck, or the Emperors blessing a pair of Imperial Knights arrived just in front of the Chaos Space marines and with their heavy weapons they easily turned the horde into nothing but bits and pieces before arriving in front of their group, their massive frame casing a shadow over them. After a moment of scanning them, they concluded that they had the Emperor with them. "We are the Knights Of the Emperor...We shall escort you...Thousands more lay in path...Save our Emperor..." The machines spoke in unison before turning around and began to lead them to a shortcut to Eternity Gate, all the while gunning down all Chaos forces that dared interrupt them for a second.

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Abbadon simply laughed at his entrance. "It would only be complete if you had some effects...But as for the fleet that arrived they may pose a threat however our goal is the corpse god. You men have nearly arrived at the throne room. Once they kill him it does not matter if we lose the fleet or not. The Imperium will destroy itself then the end times can commence."