"Amongst a hundred men, there may be none fit for the Adeptus Astartes. Amongst a hundred Space Marines, there may be one fit for the Deathwatch."

Chamber Militant of the Ordo Xenos, warriors of immeasurable skill, fury and hatred. The Space Marines of the Deathwatch form the first, and often only, line of defense against inhuman horrors, the horrors that have been birthed from within the stars, but none more so than The Great Devourer.

Now Trapped aboard a lone Space Hulk six Battle-Brothers fight for their lives against such a numerous foe. steadfast in their task they shall not yield nor falter and should this be their last moments of life, then they shall make their most hated of Xenos foe remember who they are.

But fate and the will of a God so many die in the name of Have other plans for them. A plan many Astertes would call Heretical, but one that must be fulfilled, to protect a world crafted in such purity all who see it be they Heretic, Astertes or Xenos they cannot bring harm to its people. All except one Xenos species.

Now this land of peace and Harmony will face its darkest hour, where not even the six famed Elements of Harmony can hope to triumph, or were the power of the solar and lunar princesses can protect their little ponies. Only one hope remains, and that hope stands in the form the Deathwatch.

(More character tags will be added say they enter the story. This story is tagged with the anthro as that is what the ponies will be to make the Deathwatches reactions to them less voilent.)