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“WAAAGH!” The battle cry of the Orks screamed as battle was joined. The sounds of shoota’s lasguns bolter rounds and even shells from Imperial tanks were seen and heard across the ruins of the agri-world cities.

In the trenches that had been formed from the ruins guardsmen fired there weapons at the Ork Boyz that responded with there own crudely made or savaged guns right at them. A boy tossed a grechin right into the group armed with it’s combat knife the poor guardsmen get his neck ripped right open blood gushing out coating the Goblin like alien.

A guardsmen pulled out his sidearm shooting the Gretich only to cause both it him and few other unfortunate others next to him him to explode as his shot hit a grenade which was strapped to the creature when he was tossed at them. As the boyz gave a laugh at this they received a shot to there face and chest by both heavy bolter rounds and las shots from lascannons. The space marines walked out firing with guardsmen providing support fire as they engaged to Xenos.

“Suffer not the Xenos to live!” Shooted a priest of the Adeptus Ministorum chatting as the battle waged on string the hearts of the more zealous members of the guard to fight the Orkish hordes, “We shall not flutter remember! The Emperor Protects!” A gretich moved to attack him only for the priest to pull out a laspistol and shot the greenskin though the chest.

A crippled ork boy was crushed under the boots of Umbra power armor. The Primarch looked on as the tides of battle had turned twice in the battle so far. When they had first entered into the city they had faced Ork resistance but were making a steady advance. That all changed when the Ork Mech boyz came with the orkish warmachines.

The Waaagh had slowly turned in the greenskins favor as they were forced to draw back to defendable positions. By a miracle luck or the Orks own stupidity there Trakka was finally taken out and the tide of battle returned to the Imperiums favor. When Umbra and the Space Marines had entered the fray and now victory was all but assured. “These Orks are as worthless as they are stupid,” Walking up to him was his second company Captain Isaac Judas in his full armor.

Umbra shot back to his gene son firing his autocannon at the Orks all around them as pieces of green flash matter exploded all over them, “Stupid yes these idiots don’t even know when they are beat!” Umbra screamed shooting a Ork who came rushing at him with his choppa point blank blowing off its head and upper body.

“Perhaps they believe they can still win this.”  Judas commented firing his heavy bolter  though the greenskins.

“If there was more of them I wouldn’t be surprised if that actually happened!” Umbra had learned from viewing how worthless some of there technology was he came to the logical conclusion that the Orks were subconscious reality warpers.

“I’m amazed they haven’t just conquered the galaxy with there abilities!” Judas screamed as he gave a curse from a shot almost piecing though his armor.

“We should feel lucky that they are too stupid to realize it then.” Umbra said as he pulled out his power sword to slash right through the Ork charging at him. The sword was a unique sight the handle was blood red with a blade that was jet black. It was said that a piece of the crystal horm in his throne was forged within it.

“Agh! Yu dumb boyz fite da hummies!” Screamed the Nob leading this warband as he shot a worthless grechin in the face. The nob pulled out it’s choppa a looted chainsword and charged in screaming “WAAAGH!” At the top of his lungs.

“Someone take that Ork out now!” Umbra ordering the guardsmen and Marines to take him out. A Storm Raven pointed his heavy bolter at the Nob to fire only to get a round shot right through into it’s broken armor crippling his arm. The Nob grabbed him and with a heavy swing cut his head right off.

The other ork boyz followed the Nob in rushing the guardsmen and the Marines in an almost suicidal rampage shooting and chopping the guardsman shrugging off almost life threatening wounds. Umbra groaned as he walked up thinking he would have to deal with the Nob himself.

A young guardsman  was panicking as the Nob came on him. He tripped over a dead guardsmen looking to see his former comrades lasgun right there. A idea seemed to form as he pulled it’s power pack right off and after some quick doing tossed it at the nob. A flash of light caused him to shield his eyes. When it was done the Nob collapsed on the ground most of the right side of it’s body and part of it’s head had been blown off and castrated.

“Well what do we have here?” Umbra asked the guardsmen as he looked over the corpse of the Nob, “Impressive use of the power packs at least they are good for something.” Umbra said kicking the lasgun finding it a cheap and almost useless weapon.

The sounds of battle was finally grinding down as the last of the orks were finally being put down. Umbra walked out on a higher vantage point to look at the battlefield. Bodies of guardsmen Marines and Orks littered the ruins of the city. He looked down at one of the bodies next to him. It was one of the Crystal Lords his own sons. He placed his hands on the body and for a moment looked it over. With his hand hovering right over his hearts he two whips of darkness came from his eyes as a pulse of energy passed through his hand and into the Marine’s body.

After a few moment the once dead marine gave a gasp as his wounds healed up. “Stay down the others will come to pick you up.” Umbra whispered to him.

“Yes my lord.” The Marine said with a raspy breath the effects of being resurrected always caused some discomfort to them but it was worth it to continue the fight.

Umbra look over the men and raised his sword up high, “Soldiers of the Imperium here me! We have claimed victory and have retaken this city from the vile Xenos who dare lay claim it it! We are the chosen of the Emperor! This is only the beginning we will drive the file monsters off this Planet and we will slay there Warboss! Remember those who gave there lives remember them for they are with the Emperor!” Umbra said rallying the men below him with his speech. “For the Imperium! For the Emperor!”

“For the Imperium! For The Emperor!” The sounds of replies came in a corus all at once.

Umbra walked into his makeshift command center looking over the holographic projection of the planet. “What is the status of the storm?” Umbra asked.

“It hasn’t dissipated sure the psyker has refused to speak about it and we can’t seem to make contact with segmentum command.” The Colonel explained.

“Can we make contact with the other two planets?” Umbra asked finding the appearance of the warp storm both annoying and strange.

“We managed to make partial contact with Coxit IV the men there can’t hold out much longer and I fear they would be over run by tomorrow as for Coxit II we can’t get a single to them the storm seems to be strongest around it.”

“Do we have a way to transport ourselves between the planets or is that impossible?” He asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Yes I believe so but we have no interplanetary transports.” Umbra wanted to slam his fist into the table in frustration at this.

“Does this planet have any interplanetary transports of it’s own?” Umbra asked though he had a feeling he wasn’t going to like the answer.

“:Unfortunately sir the only spaceport that would have them is currently the Orks primary staging area on this world and are most likely being used by them to funnel forces between the worlds.”

Umbra closed his eyes at this debating his next move, “Sir our scouts have reported in what have have learned is unsettling.” A guardsmen who was handling the coms said as he walked in.

“What have the found?” Umbra asked.

“It seems that more Orks are landing on there primary base in greater numbers than ever before,” That wasn’t a good sign. The fact they were sending in reinforcements was unsettling, “Just before our servo skulls went offline from a Ork scout we caught sight of what seemed to be the Ork Warboss.” Now it made sense to Umbra what was going on.

“Seem’s the Warboss is deciding to personally lead his forces in taking this planet,” Umbra said giving a glare as he formulated the risks and opportunities this presented. One one hand this meant that the bulk of the Ork forces would soon be upon them. This also meant that if he could take out the Warboss without having to literally invading Coxit IV which was probably becoming an Ork Stronghold.

“There is something else that compound to the west something strange was picked up by the servo skull sent there.” Umbra raised a eyebrow at this. Ever since the Ork attack and the warp storm forming the compound had been strangely quiet.

“What is it?” The Shadow King asked.

“Well it looks like Space Marines but there armor have more spikes and this strange symbol on them,” That peaked Umbra’s attention. The Storm Ravens and the Crystal Lords should be the only Space Marines within this system. This could only mean one thing.

“Tell everyone that these Marines are not to be contacted I know who they are and they are no allies. I will lead a detachment of my Crystal Lords and deal with these renegades.” Umbra said as he walked out of the command center. Umbra looked around and found his secobd company Captain. “Judas come with me I need to speak to you.”

The two of them walked out of earshot and Umbra turned to his gene son, “Judas I need you to get a team of the Crystal Lords ready we got some Chaos Marines to deal with.” Judas blinked at this.

“Chaos Space Marines? Do you think they are the reason why the Warp Storm formed?” Judas asked his Gene Father.

“No something else must have caused that doesn’t matter I need you to get a team ready so we can take them out before we have two problems to deal with.” Umbra explained.

“As you wish,” Judas started as he bowed to him, “King Sombra.” He got back up after saving his Father’s real name something that he had only allowed within private.

Sombra gave him a nod and walked away to get ready for a raid on the compound, ‘I wonder what would be there response to seeing a Primarch?’ Sombra gave a smile at this. He suddenly remember that as Chaos Space Marines no one in the Imperium would trust there words if they saw him using his powers. A evil smile came on his face at this. ‘Finally I’ve been meaning to test out my powers in this new form.’

On Coxit II’s moon the fight between the Changelings and the Dark Eldar was long over. The Eldar were imprisoned within there own cages while Chrysalis looked them over a smile on her face.

“Oh my you at you all trapped in your own cages awaiting your fates.” The Queen said with a giggle at the irony.

“What do you want with us?” One of the trueborn asked.

“Oh nothing much I just need a way for my kind to navigate the warp and I thought what better way then the brains of an Eldar?” Chrysalis said with a smile. A changeling came up to her rallying a message though it’s hive mind. “What? What do you mean the warp storm is knocking the moon out of orbit?!”

Chrysalis looked up at the vortex of of the immaterium. The vortex of raw emotions, thoughts dreams and memories was to most a hellish plain that was the home of untold horrors. To the changelings however it was something else. It was the source of there most valuable of resources there food. However even it was a threat to them and Chrysalis would rather fight Celestia with no magic then enter into the warp.

"There isn't enough time for us all to pass though the Webway before the moon is swallowed up get these Eldar back to the Hiveworld while me and the rest of the war party will land on the planet in disguise as humans when the storms dissipate I expect you to evict us from the planet now go!" Chrysalis commanded as she turned her gasp to Coxit II.