Warhammer 40K: The Path to Ruin

*Author Note*
First I would like to thank the people that read the prologue and gave me their thoughts on the story, which helped me fix a few things and motive me. Thanks to those that fave the story and/or gave it a thumbs up.
For those that gave it a thumbs down, I'm aware that I can't please everyone and
This took awhile to work on. I've been quite busy working, taking care of my little sister, and with my Chorus rehearsals coming up recently and a concert coming up next week, it was was a little tough to get some work in to this story.
Also I should point out that I'm not an Active story writer, so working on this is a somewhat slow process as I type the story when I find the time.
now you won't see another chapter for awhile as I will be working the next TWO chapters to gave a juicy bone to give to my readers to chew on.
BTW I always believe reading from FIMFiction is best read with the "Dark Setting"
*Now on with the story*

The chain-sword whirred with a sickening wetness as it penetrated the heavily armored royal-blue chest piece and hardened bone, letting loose a gushing stream of blood that covered Alpha and its host. Alpha faced his victim with a black screaming death mask, the eyes a set a vibrant red. His victim sang a bloody death rattle as the chain weapon ripped at his organs within.

Alpha withdrew the active weapon from body, and tore the blue helmet off his victim by cutting its head off. Holding the bleeding thing in his hand, he looked at it briefly - the white Ʊ symbol of the Ultramarines painted on the forehead - before discarding the head into the pool of blood.

A rune symbol appeared from Sgt. Grundar on his visor display, signaling him that they are moving forward. The battle is still goes on, and there are still many enemies to fight. Alpha rushed towards to join his squad, his weapons mag-locked to his armor except for his bolter pistol.

They have been spotting more patrols lately, they must be drawing close the communication bunker that somewhere in this dense jungle. Alpha blend in with jungle like his brothers, their sea blue-green armor gave them more cover as they slinked in the shadows, the undergrowth crushed softly under their footsteps.

He turned to the brother next to him, slightly staring at the sea green helm that many of his brothers wore, and setted the vox to a private channel and signaling his brother to do the same.

“Sigma, I wish to speak about the Primarch.”

“You mean our Father, Alpharius Omegon, what of it?”

“I can’t get over this feeling that something’s wrong. He should have gone off planet when he had the chance.”

“You have voiced your worries to our Father -as did many more during the gathering- and they are misplaced brother, our Father knows what he is doing, he always did. The Ultramarines are too regulated by their Codex Astartes. They lack flexibility with their strategies and tactics. They are too leashed to their pitiful book and it has made them weak.” Sigma chuckled softy, though the vox made it sound more like a tank shifting gears.

“I worry all the same, the Ultramarines are nothing to trifle with. They outnumber us greatly, and even though we have fought through harsher odds, I can’t get over this feeling that something’s amiss.” Alpha spoke drearily.

A rune from Sgt. Grundar appeared on their red visor display, signaling them that more enemies have been spotted.

Sigma only grunted with disapproval, “The day will be ours. Never forget brother: We are the Alpha Legion. We are all Alpharius. We are all one.”

Alpha awoken slowly, the after-pains of the Warp still lingering, but he felt numbed for a different reason. He found himself in a bright white room lit by the morning sun. The first thing he notice that he was laying on top of a soft bed with railing on the sides. The bed was uncomfortable; he preferred his slab of his cell. A quick body assessment confirmed that there were no intrusive surgery done and that he was still a pony, which -unsurprisingly- he didn’t like.

He saw that he was hooked up to a few machines, one was a heart monitor, which beeped erratically to the beats of his twin hearts, and several others that he didn’t recognized. He had a tube connected to his arm that lead to a clear bag of dripping fluid that hung from a pole, his senses telling him that it’s the source of his numbness.

Alpha gripped the tube with his mouth and ripped it out from his fore hoof with rising anger, his systems quickly process the liquid to nullify the numbness. He didn’t need any medical treatment from whatever lesser being was trying to administer, for his biology was far greater than any mortal man or being. However, he looked with silent anger as he stared at his bare body. They’ve stripped him of his armor.

Right on cue, a white pony with a pink mare walked in. She had a red cross mark with hearts on her flanks and the only piece of clothing she wore was a simple nurse cap with the same symbol as that on her flank.

She walked up to him and spoke with a gentle voice, “It’s good to see you up, We were worried about your irregular heartbeat. I’m Nurse Redheart, I hope you are feeling better”

“Where’s my armor?...” Alpha asked, putting up a calm demeanor. however, his true emotions must have shown in his eyes, for the mare looked at him unsure how to answer without setting off the large pony.

“I’m sorry.” she responded, a nervous cough escaping her throat. “The doctors couldn’t check on your condition with all that metal encasing your body and it was almost impossible to move you in that state, so we had a team to remove it.”

“You will pay dearly for desecrating Legionnaire armor.” Alpha growled, rising from the bed and jumping at the defenseless nurse with hooves ready to strike her down.

The nurse shrieked and rolled over, dodging the punch by an inch before galloping away screaming for security. Alpha moved away from the small hoof-shaped crater he made on the floor and tried to chase the fleeing nurse, but when he tried to run he slipped and fell to the floor.

“Damn these appendages.” Alpha growled, slowly getting up on all four. He knew that he didn’t have to much time before the security or something else comes by and stop him. Slowly he moved on all fours in a slow and shaky motion, like how the nurse moved when she ran out.

After a minute, he managed to walk around effectively, if not comfortably, and he made his way towards the large window where the sunlight beamed in, surveying this new world.

The buildings in this town were a lot shorter than anything he’s use to, even the tallest building in town is hardly the size of the smallest hab-block. The buildings themselves are so brightly colored, and look so vulnerable with the woodwork, a stark contrast to the dark, steel and concrete buildings he have seen. Past the town, he spotted a barn and an orchard of trees. Beyond that a dense forest, the area where he most likely crash landed. On another side lied several pathes that into whatever is past the horizon.

The inhabitants were also ponies. He can see a market from his vantage point. Ponies everywhere, of every shape and color imaginable, and there were some that even flying, but Alpha quickly lost interest after taking in the facts. He was on an unknown planet, surrounded by equine xenos and he’s stuck in the form of one until farther notice.

“Quickly, we have to restrain him!”

That was his cue to leave. Alpha grabbed at the bed sheet with his mouth, and ran out towards the window. The guards came through the doorway, in time to hear him crash through the window and the bed sheet ripping on the broken window. When they looked down they saw the sheet leading down, and their mysterious charge running towards Ponyville.

Nurse Redheart poked her head into the room a minute later, “Is he secured?”

“No, he escaped” said one of the guard ponies, turning to the nurse.

“And he’s heading towards town” said the other, still looking out the window.

“Oh no, we need to get him back before he hurts anypony.”

“Don’t worry ma’am, the guards and I will get him back.” said the guard.

Alpha made his way into town, no caring to hide his tracks since whomever will be sent chasing after him will no doubt think to check the closest town regardless. Finally reaching the market center, he allowed himself to relax a bit as he walked around and learn more of this place. He spotted stores selling particular merchandise, restaurants ranging from fine dining to simple snacks. He even spotted at building that looked like it was made out of food itself, he had seen some strange things in his time but even that has left him a little baffled.

As he made his way to “Town Hall”, at least that what the sign said on the primitive light post, he took glances at the inhabitants for closer inspection. He noticed that while the regular equines were many, there were a few number of them flying, and even fewer that had a horn and produced magic. He was also a lot larger than any of them, surprisingly only a few looked at him, while most that noticed him simply greeted him, all of them quickly got back to whatever they were doing.

The most noticeable thing of all of them is that almost all of them, save for the younger ones, had a mark on their flanks, each unique to their own. He quickly glanced at both his flanks. No mark whatsoever. This will make it more difficult for him to blend in if he is the only one without a mark, something he’ll have to deal with later.

Around Town Hall, there were thankfully lesser number of ponies around. He was nearing the bridge when he decided to get a good look at himself from the water that ran under the bridge.

He had a sharp muzzle and his teeth were largely unchanged. He had a long black mane that partly draped his face with a strong sky-blue tint on the side of his bangs, and his eyes a twisting color of sea-green. Along his neck bore the scar from the claws of a Genestealer, the creature managed to slash him when his squad was exploring a space hulk. Regardless of the old scar, by pony standards, he wasn’t that bad looking but his thoughts are filled with questions that needed to be answered.

His thoughts returned to his awakening, finding a enough time to do so. “Sigma would never let me hear the end of it, if he knew about this.” he thought out loud.

Suddenly, he felt something hit his hind leg. He turned to see a bright multicolored ball at his fee- ‘hooves’.

“cuse me mister, can ah git my ball back?” said an accented voice.

He turned to see a little yellow filly standing before him, her red mane topped off with a large pink bow. Her friends standing behind her: a white unicorn with purple and pink curls, and a orange pegasus with an unkempt purple mane. The unicorn was looking at him with smiling interest, tilting her head now and then as though studying him. The pegasus on the other hand was already bored, resorting to kicking a rock back and forth with a hoof.

“Hurry up Applebloom...” the pegasus cried out annoyed.

“Hush you, ah got it.” Applebloom retorted, “Say...I’ve never seen yu 'round here before. You new here?”

“Yes, I’ve recently arrived here.” Alpha said, kicking back the ball to the fillies, “Do you where I can find a source of information? The written type would be preferable.”

“Ah know just the place. You wan'ta head over to the library over there.” Applebloom pointed past a couple houses, where a tree stood within the town.

“You have my thanks little one.” He said, making his way towards the library. Behind him, he can hear little Applebloom’s voice, 'Darn, still no cutie mark…'

After bobbing his way through several buildings, Alpha was just coming out an alleyway, only quickly retreated back into its shadow. He spotted a guard from the hospital, still wearing his white uniform, talking to a female bystander. From where he was hiding, he can hear the guard asking her if she have seen a pony fitting Alpha’s description, to which she pointed towards town hall and sent him on his way.

Alpha kept a look out and noticed seven more guards among the crowds, and even three pegasus patrolling the air. He stealthily made his way through the crowd, keeping his head low to avoid attention. However, the crowd worked in his favor, allowing him to bypass many of the guards. For his amusement, He even tapped one on the shoulder, causing the guard to look around and even causing him to head off in the other direction, as Alpha made his way to the library.

He reached the library without any trouble, the guard still patrolling most of the town though, scanning the grounds for the Chaos warrior. He lifted a hoof and knocked on the wooden door, shortly wondering how do they operate certain things without hands.

“One moment!” cried a female voice. A purple aura covered the door handle and opened the door. In front of him stood a purple unicorn, her well-kept mane a variety of purple, pink, and a very dark blue. However, the mare’s eyes went wide with recognition.

“It’s yo--!” Alpha knocked the mare out with a hoof to the face, which sent her crashing to a nearby wall. He went up to inspect her body, he didn’t hit her that hard, so there wasn’t anything too damaging, only a large bruise.

He locked the door and made his way to the shelves, picking five books to go through. By the time, he placed the last book on the table, he heard something coming down the stairs nearby.

“Hey Twilight, what’s with the noise?” said a small dragon, yawning. Spike glanced at Twilight lying unconscious with a large bruise on her face. He turned to the unknown stallion suddenly standing before him, by Celestia he was large maybe even larger than Big Mac. He swore that the stallion was by the table a second ago, before the mysterious pony knocked him out.

“Enough of that.” Alpha said, looking down at the dragon. He took several minutes to check if there was anyone else around. He found a door that led to the basement, and he spent even more time dragging the unconscious bodies down. The dragon’s body took little time to put away, the mare’s took a little bit longer. Finally he was able to set himself by the table and tasked himself to learning what he can with from the books in front of him.

It didn’t take him too long to finish two of the books, they were pretty basic reading material meant for kids but at least now he knew that he was in a place called “Equestria”, and the (recorded) creatures that lived there. In addition, he learned a little bit about Equestria’s ruler, Celestia. Apparently she is strong enough to move the sun in addition to having a score of soldiers at her disposal. Before he could pick up the next book, there were heavy knocks on the door.

“Twilight Sparkle, we need to speak to you.” a stallion spoke from the door.

Alpha finished putting the books back in their place and check outside from the windows upstairs. Sure enough, it was the guards. There were only three of them, two earth stallions and a female pegasus. They knocked on the door some more, impatient growing on the lead’s face. Alpha made his way down and used window in the back. He quickly made his get away.

“HEY, Stop right there!” a mare shouted. He ran and glanced behind him. The pegasus was making a beeline towards him, as the two stallions ran after him. The pegasus was the fastest one out of the three and tried to tackle Alpha, but he dodged it, causing her to crash into the dirt which took her some time to compose herself and give chase.

His best bet was to lose them was to get into the Everfree forest, but he needs to get out of town first. So he ran through the town, weaving his way between buildings and past large crowds in order to at least confuse and slow them down. However, the few pegasi that still patrolled the town were now hot on his tail, while four more stallions chased him. One stallion ambushed him when he came out of an alley. Alpha knocked him out the way, causing the stallion to hit the wall and knocking him out. He didn’t have the time to simply kill them outright

He managed to reach the outskirt, galloping his way down into the orchard, which was filled with apple trees. Innocent baskets were knocked out the way as Alpha plowed his way through, spilling the contents, which were crushed by his pursuers. Alpha saw that they were close behind, while the pegasi flew overhead, unable to into the accurately tackle him with the trees in their way. Up ahead, Alpha saw a orange pony wearing a stetson.

“WhAT the Hay is going on here?!” She exclaimed.

Alpha ran pass her, simply ignoring the accented mare. However, after seeing the damaged that Alpha and his pursuers have done, the cowpony had other ideas. Applejack whipped out her lasso and managed to bind Alpha’s legs together.

“Now where do you think you’re going?” she said roping the stallion in.

He had to work quickly, so Alpha wrapped more of the rope on one of his leg and pulled hard, sending a surprised mare sailing towards him. When she was close enough, he head-butted her with a bone-rattling impact. The cowpony groaned dizzily, before collapsing unconscious. Using his teeth, he cut the rope and rushed himself towards the Everfree once more.

However the damn pony took up most of his time and two pegasi engaged him, one of them tackling him while the other hovered in the air hoping to swooping in. he knocked out the one on top of him and launched him into the other with his hind-hooves. One of the Earth stallions tried to tackle Alpha by himself, only to get a nasty buck-shot to the face.

Alpha managed to reach the Everfree forest, but not before passing a yellow pegasus and her cottage. Her only response was a quick ‘eep!’ when Alpha passed her on the road and entered the forest. He managed to get deep within the forest, his pursuers chasing from behind, while the pegasi were forced to stop their chase. Alpha looked behind him and spotted only two ponies - one blue, the other white - still giving chase, but seeing how they are constantly looking around only means that they can’t see well in the darkness and that they are only following him by the sounds of his hoof steps. It was time to end this.

“Morning Whistle, he went that way.” said the blue pony, his partner close behind.

“Night Dart, remember that we have to take him in without hurting him.” Morning Whistle explained.

“Have you SEEN what he did to the other ponies!?” Night Dart exclaimed, “I won’t kill him but there’s no way he’s coming out unharmed.”

It wasn’t long before the forest to become dark and menacing, having long steered off the proper path a while back to chase the escapee. No longer hearing the escapee’s hoofsteps, the two of them slowed down to a walking pace to conserve energy.

“I think we should go back. Organize a search party” Morning Whistle said, worry growing on his voice as he eyed warily at the trees.

“Fine, go back you newbie,” Night Dart said, “I’ll actually DO my job and make sure to bring him back!”

Morning Whistle just looked at his co-worker and headed back the way they came. It didn’t take long for Night Dart to lose sight of Whistle in the darkness and trees. Just as Night Dart mentally insult Whistle fro leaving, he heard movement nearby and quickly resume his hunt. This time he was crawling low now, being careful not to make his presence known. He looked pass a bush to see a small opening where a silhouette sat, it was hard to tell from the distance and lack of light.

“You should know that no one should ever travel the Everfree by themselves.” a dreadful voice said behind him.

Night Dart looked up behind him to see the large pony. Next thing he knew, he was sailing through the air into the opening with a black eye. He saw that the silhouette he saw was no more than a moved rock, by Celestia he felt stupid for falling for that.

“You should’ve listened to your little friend, Morning Whistle, he was smart enough to go back.” said the Escapee, casually walking up to Dart. “Now you will tell me what I need to know and you’ll get out of this alive.”

“Buck you.” Night Dart said weakly. The Escapee just placed a hoof on a leg and pushed down until something ‘snapped’, Night Dart screamed in pain.

“This easily can be less painful, just tell me what I want to know.” the pony smoothly, his voice rumbled with a underlayer of a growl.

“Like I’ll tell you anything.” Night Dart said, confident in his defiant despite the broken leg. For a second, Dart thought he saw a corner of the stallion’s mouth curved into a smile.

“Very well then, you made your chose.” the stallion said drawing close to Night Dart’s face, the smile no longer there.

“Blood for the Blood God…”

“Wha--?” was all Night Dart was able to say, before he felt sharp teeth tore at his throat and choked in a pool of his own blood.