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Walking over the dust of the battlefield a hulking figure clad in Red, Black and Grey power armor walked across the dead bodies of the Imperial Guard. The figure hair moved out of his face revealing the being as the newly found Primarch Umbra. He gave a smile looking at the bodies.

“My Lord the remaining guardsmen have deserted the battle is over we have won.” A voice ranged though the vox communications.

“Very well send word that our mission was a success the planet is apart of the Imperium again,” The planet had rebelled along with the local Imperial Guard stationed on the world. However the guardsmen who corpses surrounded him wasn’t of those guardsmen. No instead another regiment of the guard came to take back the system and was already fighting when Umbra and his Space Marines appeared.

While Umbra could have joined up the guard fighting to reconquer the planet he decided to stretch  the mission parameters to include all of the Imperial Guard Regiments on the planet loyal or otherwise. “Teleport me back up to the Battle Barge we're done here.” With that he was gone in a flash of darkness.

Umbra looked over the world from the Battle Barge Bane of The Shadow King helm. The once civilized world was now in ruins whole portions of the population was dead and craters could be seen from planetary bombardment.

A civilized world with nearly 4.6 billion souls was now in ruins with over half of it’s population dead or dying. The shadow King had a smile at this. Walking up to him was a Space Marine born of the gene-seed harvested from his body. The Primarch turned to him, “Any word from the Imperium?” He asked.

“Yes they are sending a new Planetary Governor and another regiment of Imperial Guardsmen to occupy the planet so it can begin the process of rejoining the Imperium.” The Marine said holding his Modified Lascannon at hand. It appeared the same as any Lascannon but in reality Umbra had the Techmarine personally remove each crystal and replaced with one of the Black Gems that Umbra had grown. The effect was noticeable making them more deadly than usual.

Umbra walked away heading for the helm as the starship moved to enter warp space. As he did his mind moved to the Marines his “Sons” walking around the ship.The Imperium had scanned the Gene-Seed looking for any signs of Chaos Corruption and taint. While they failed to that didn’t mean the Gene-Seed wasn’t tainted. What they suspect as a expectable mutation was really his own essence infecting the very organs.

‘It’s sad really they are so paranoid about the warp yet they overlook the possibility of other forms of taint.’ Umbra thought to himself. In truth Umbra wasn’t the Primarch name. It was however the original owner of the bodies name.

The Primarch had found the gem thinking nothing of it. Slowly the being within the horn tore and influenced his body chipping away at his soul. It was to late for the demigod the moment he realized the truth about what was happening. His soul was soon pushed right out of his body lost into the horror of the warp while his body became host to a king twice killed.

Umbra entered into the helm taking his set on the Throne. Build right in was the red horn from the throne he once set in when he ruled his planet. The ship's astropath walked up to him. “Sir I have received word of a nearby system requesting aid with a Ork problem.”

“May I ask why how they let this happen?” Umbra asked.

“It seems one of the planets was used a a training ground with a sizeable Ork population it seems that a Warboss has managed to unite the tribes and they are gunning for the rest of the system most likely to start a WAAAGH sir.” Umbra had read about the Orks. A Xenos species that seemed built for war whose technology worked because they believed it did.x If it wasn’t because they fight each other all the time they galaxy would have been conquered by them millaina ago.

“Very well set a course for this system I alway wanted a Ork Warbosses head on my Trophy rack.” Umbra said with a smile.

The Inquisitor awoke with a cough trying to free his lungs from the fluids that had entered into him. After catching his breath he started to remember what happened. He was on a Black Ship when these thing appeared. He looked around encased in pods were the Psykers that were being transported to Holy Terra. They had looks of pain on there faces some of them showing signs of daemon possession and warp mutation yet they were just there held in a comatose states.

“Impressive isn’t it Inquisitor.” A dark seductive voice said walking into the chamber. The figure was tall like the Eldar. Humanoid in body shape yet alien to both Man and Eldar. Her skin was while smooth blacken and harden like that of a caspase two bug like wings fluttered on her back. Long rows of silk covered her head and was seem to have been shaped into her outfit. Finally a crooked sharpened horn jolted from her head as she licked her lips with a snake like tongue fangs showing from her mouth.

“What have you done to them you foul Xenos?” The Inquisitor reached for his weapons but found he was without them.

“Oh Nothing much just placed them in pops to force them to simulate there powers as you can see they work perfectly attracting our prey for us.” The Xenos lady said as she placed her hand on one of the pods slowly drawing in the energy from it.

“Prey what could you possibly prey on that requires..” The Inquisitor paused realizing what it could be that these things would use untrained psykers for. The denizens of the warp. The very thought of a Xenos species that feed on the horrors of the ruinous powers scared him. “Impossible..”

“Your God is keep alive despite being for all purposes dead, you fly through the realm were your greatest enemy lives, there is a species that can make anything true just be believing it to be and you find a race that feeds on the essence of the warp as impossible?” She gave a laugh at his reasoning, “No impossible is used by those who refuse to believe that everything is possible.” She finished her feeding licking her lips at the taste.

“Where am I?” He demanded maybe he could make contact with the Imperium and wide out these foul abominations.

“Why what was a Eldar Craftworld petty really they thought they had found a race to control to use against there great enemy. For a time I played along but the moment we were strong enough I launched the attack and soon there santuary became there tomb.” With her hands she motioned to the now dark black structures of the former craftworld, “They are still here trapped in the bones of there Infinity Circuits there knowledge used to help my children find our place amongst the stars and from them I learned of you humans.”

“What do you want you want from us?” He asked. The lady gave a smile.

“It’s it obvious your species seem to be the favorite target for our pray your untrained psykers are the perfect traps to capture them,” She said walking up to him, “Our usual way of hunting them is costly for us however trap them in a shell and we can harvest them in mass to feed my ever growing population.”

The Inquisitor was angry at this monster. The Eldar treated his kind like zoo animals and it seemed she treated them as nothing but bait for there exotic prey. “Mark my words the moment we find where you hide the Emperor’s wrath will be upon you!”

She gave a laugh at this, “It’s funny because your threat is far more hollow then you believe, every day millions of your forces die as your armies fight on all sides whole sections of the galaxy are beyond your reach and your leader isn’t here to strike me down as he fights both the forces of the warp and the force of dying,” With her hands out glowing the Inquisitor found himself lifted up covered in a glow.

“Let me go you witch.”

“I am no witch my friend I am Queen Chrysalis, ruler of the Changelings and,” Her horn glowed has he could feel something entering into his mind, “soon I will be the new object of your worship my pet.” She said laughing as the Inquisitor attempted to fight off the mind control spell.

Discord walked down looking at the impressive craftsmanship put into this building of worship. This planet the Spirit disguised as a Inquisitor was now on was a Shrine World a planet dedicated to the worship of the Imperium's founder the God-Emperor of Mankind. Discord looked at the mural of him. “Seems I was low balling when I compared him to Celestia,” Discord said to himself as he looked around the building. He stopped however when he heard footsteps behind him.

“How did you get in here? This building is closed to the public for renovations.” Discord turned around to see a member of the Adepta Sororitas. Discord did some reading on them. The sisters of battle as they were more commonly known.

Discord turned away from her, “Your be surprised what a member of the Emperor’s Holy Inquisition can do.” As the sounds of footsteps got close to him. Discord grabbed his sword off his back and in one moment pointed his blade right at her neck as she pointed her’s right at his own.

To any outside observer they appeared to just be a Inquisitor and a Sister of Battle having a standoff but in truth they both knew the other wasn’t who they appeared to be. “I should have know you were the cause of this,” She said glaring at him.

“Oh come on this is the first time we have ever truly meet and you hold a sword at me?” Discord gave a glare at her, “Nightmare Moon.”

“Like your one to talk.” Her glare hardening at him, “Discord.”

The two of them stood there glaring at each other never moving an inch. They were each waiting for the other to show a moment of weakness before the other cut them down. After a few moments of perfect but tense silence Discord spook up, “So a Sororitas eh? Mind me asking aren’t you unable to exist without Luna?” Discord asked.

“You would think that as did I once,” She said not taking her eyes off him as she spoke, “I found myself within a maelstrom of emotions bound in the Tatabus something Luna created to torment herself for what felt like years I attacked the minds of sleeping members of the Imperium the denizens of that realm just wrote me off as some kinda new warp entity.”

“Yes well you should feel lucky I’ve meet one of the warps more predominant inhabitants,” Discord said with a glare dedicated not to her but to that entity.

“I guess it’s one of the Chaos Gods? I shocked you haven’t allied yourself with them,” Nightmare Moon said with a laugh.

“Well you know me I never liked working with others more of a free spirit.” Discord said with a chuckle, “Now then how did you get into this form?”

“Oh that? Once the Tatabus got strong enough I started to guide it looking for a body to inhabit all while I slowly regained my powers and my mind one day if you can even call it that I came across a young psyker growing in the womb it took some doing but I was able to merge myself and absorb the mind of the child within the womb I didn’t expect that I would be orphaned and raised to become apart of a all female religious battle order.”

Discord gave a laugh at this, “You realized that what you just did is very similar to daemonic possession right? If it wasn’t for the fact your powers are different from the warp you would have been killed for being a possessed heretic right?” The irony was not lost to Nightmare Moon.

“Oh yes ironic,” She said rolling her eyes. The two of them had slowly lowered there weapons realizing that they were both not a threat to each other.

“So what happened to the Tatabus?” Discord asked.

“Oh I still control it in fact I found out how to spread small bits of it to others granting me a degree of control over them. In every other member of this order has a small bit of it within them.” Nightmare informed him.

“Impressive,” Discord pulled out his Inquisitorial Rosette, “I myself been rocking a Inquisitor for a while now in fact,” Discord had a smile on his face as he had a idea, “How’s about we work together what do you think?”

Nightmare Moon weighed her options on this one. One hand hand this was Discord and even if he was on his side he was still unpredictable. On the other hand Discord was a Inquisitor and with that came a lot of power per the title. “Very well Discord I’ll see if I can persuade the sisters to join up with you.”

"Great so what do you go by? I am Inquisitor Dorcsid you?" Discord asked.

"I go by Nyx." Nightmare informed.

Later on on the bridge of his ship Discord and his new friend Nightmare Moon looked on as they were about to head off into the void of space. "Sir," Discord turned to the ships astropath, "I have received a distress call."

"What is it? Pirates, Dark Eldar, Tyranids, Heretics?" Discord asked.

"Orks sir it seems a system made a mistake in thinking it could keep them for training there planetary defense forces a Warboss has appeared and is united them to attack them." Discord rolled his eyes. Officially Inquisitor Dorcsid was apart of the Ordo Hereticus however he had been thinking of expanding beyond just dealing with Heretics.

"Set a course for this system I'm going to have a word with whoever is in charge of this system to see why he or she thought that keeping Orks was a great idea." Discord said as he stood up as his ship entered into the warp.

Tzeentch was smiling at the turn of events. True he didn’t plan on this happening but who was he to look a gifted horse in the mouth? Three maybe even four of the interlopers were converging in one star system and among them was the entity named Discord. “This is the perfect opportunity to kill three or even four birds with one stone so to speak.”

His form shifted to that of a long serpente bird as he gave a laugh. On one of the planets was a cult dedicated to Chaos Undivided. He would just give them a small nudge and a warp storm should lock out the system and while they are unable to escape he would nudge one maybe more Chaos warbands to that system and if all goes well Discord would no longer be among the world of the living along with his “friends”.

“You better hope your end is a fast one Discord.” With that Tzeentch flew out of his room laughing at the Spirit’s possible demise.