“Command! We just lost the right flank! The enemies has....” the vox signal goes dead as the inquisitor just stands on the command of his battle ship, watching over the planet below. Watching it burn as a battle ranges on it, turning around to look at the pic feeds to see explosions and imperial guards and chaos troops being thrown into air as pic feed after pic feed goes offline.

Another roar could be heard echoing throughout the battlefield as a ranging barbarian of a man unleashed another barrage of melee attacks. His arms where nothing more then blurry images as he swing his sword at another man clad head to toe in black power armor with a gold trim. When the barbarian blinked all he felt was a burst of air and a loud boom as the man in front of him was gone.

“Behind you Shku-zhan!” A voice said within his head as when he turned his head all he saw was Uduun appearing out of his sword blocking another attack from the power armored man.

“Hardric this has gone on for too long! Die already!” The man said as Hardric swung around, swing his sword at the man and he let out another roar in rage.

“Fang!” Once again the power shield triggered, shining bright before letting out a large burst of energy. Hardric smiled as he saw his opening as Fang stumbled backwards as he swung his left fist, making contact with Fang’s helmet as Fang swung his sword at Hardric’s head.

From orbit, even without any long rang scanners the Inquisitor could a flash of light coming from the battlefield, shortly after reports of the enemy’s super weapon has stopped and the chaos forces as started to fall back.

———————

Fang found himself sitting on his couch in his fortress, watching most of his kids play on the floor in front of him as some of his wives leaned against him, already fallen asleep after the long day they head. A smile resting on his face, his family was safe, they were happy.

“For something as darken as you, this is surprisingly sweet.” Fang wise widen as he quickly stood up and turned to look at where the voice came from. Standing in front him was some kind of large female wearing what Fang could tell power armor. It’s head was shaped somewhat like old Terra horse but anthropomorphic, it’s fur seemed to be a dark blue with bluish, teal eyes. One long horn protruded from the center of it’s head, it had a pair of large feathery wings resting on it’s black.

“Deamon! Why are you in my fortress!”

Fang glared at the woman as he readied his mind to caste a psyke power.

“That wouldn’t be a good idea if you know what is good for you. Now tell me, who and what are you.” Fang not wanting to deal with this deamon he started to forces his powers to banish this deamon back to the warp. As the Fang raised his hand to cast his power nothing happened, he tried for focused his powers again but nothing happened.

Before Fang realized what was happening Fang found himself with the blue deamon standing in the large, open desert landscape of his home world.

“What the....”

“As you can see I am far stronger then you, we are currently standing in your homeland. Now I will not ask you again, who and what are you!” Fang looked around before the world around him started to flicker and he could see what truly was around. Fang expression quickly turned from concern to a grimace, he faced the deamon with what could only be describe as a resting bitch face.

“I’ll tell you who I am if you tell me where I am, this is clearly not my real home. I see past you psyke tricks.” Fang glared at the deamon, clearly not caring about what it was saying.

“You and something that came with you are in the city of Brookstone, well that’s the name the new residence have given it. As far as I can tell you and the thing that came with you are asleep and most likely in cages, I can send help you free the both of you but you must tell me what you are.”

Fang smiled at that when he heard this was in cage. “Oh tho pore basters are going to in for a rude awakening, if he’s here they are surely dead.” The deamon narro it’s eyes at him.

“Well thank you, my name is Fang and depending on my luck that THING is named Hardric. As for what I am, I can’t really say.” A loud bang could be heard echoing off in the distant, Fang turned his head to see a sandstorm rolling in. Using his warp sense he could see the power holding him here was fading.

“Well looks like it’s time for me to go, if you want to talk some more you want to see someone to pick me and friend up.” Fang looked at the deamon again with a smile on his face as deamon started fading away in the sand.

“Send help, if you want.” Fang watched as the deamon said something, sadly the rawr of the sandstorm drowned it’s words out as all he could see was the sand, and soon darkness.

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"Hardric, Hardric wake up dammit" Fangs voiced ringed in the the cell twourd his neibor an older male of average hight and build with a grown his compion grown
"Hush friend fang you to loud" Hardric responded grogaly "Wait not friend frang traitor fang" he yells leaping up to charge his once friend only to slam
into the bars of his cell "Ow, what why in cage again is this you traitor fang" Hardric says while rubbng his head and eyes trying to become oreated with his suroundings.

"First off i'm sorry the inqusition has my family so i had no choice second it had to be me because anyone else whould have died fighting you, you gods damed monster." fand responds
as Hardric focusis on fang to surch his face for the truth of his words Hardric fealing that he was telling the truth he let his eyes wander over him he finaly noteced that the
helmit mostly gone and his face is healling from a nasty bruse and that he was chaind to a wall "How did friend Fang get hurt, why you cained, where we here" with a smile and then
sige Fang responded with iritation in his voice "one you punced me, two dont know, three stil dont know where but this place is called Brookstone." Then with a critical eye loks at Hardric
"You'er not going to like this but they took all of your stuff so when we get out could you please put your dick back into your Boxers." At thouse words Hardric looked down to see that Fang
was crorect that his armor and Udun was missing lookingup at fang and shruging his sholders let out a bark of laughter and a smile "Well they left heart pants they favorit because Boudicea like them"

Fang groaned before he looking away, thinking to himself about how to deal with this situation. After a few moments of thinking his thoughts was interrupt by the sound of a explosion coming from just outside the small sack like building their cages were in. Fang closed his eyes, focusing on the echo for a few moments before it hit him.

“Those Grox fuckers are messing with my boltgun!” Hardric looked at Fang a bit confused at the outburst. “How know it’s yours?”

“The explosion was too loud to be a normal shell. I most use Metal Storm shells and those thing a even bigger boom then a normal shell. So unless someone set off a frag, some asshole is using my weapons and wasting my ammo!”

“We can just get more right?”

“True, but only if we are somewhere that has bolt shells. As far as I know we could be on some backwater world in the middle of nowhere, so wasting ammo isn’t a good idea until I can find a way to restock.”

Fang started thinking again, he turned his head to look at Hardric. Seeing the mostly naked knornate berserker was somewhat normal, even without his equipment Hardric was still a living weapons. Tho Fang though it was funny how they left his boxers and collar on. *wait....THATS IT!*

“Oh Hardric, you are going to hate this. But promise me you won’t kill everything when I tell you this.” Fang looked into Hardric’s eyes. Fang waited till he saw his friend nod before smiling under his haft broken helmet.

“Hardric, we are were captured by slavers. I need your help to deal with them, BUT! I need you to leave some alive so I can *talk* to them, I don’t know how long we been out so in case they soiled our stuff we are going to need to find out who has it and where are they.”

Hardric nodded as he grabbed his cage’s bars and started bending them, the metal groaning and wining before snapping under the strain of Hardric’s raw straight. Fang popped his neck as he simple yanked his arms and pulled his legs, ripping the metal chains free from the wall before he alway ripped his cage open. The two looked at each other with a small smile on their face as the door to the sack opened and a fairly tall bird, lion like thing walked in. The two turned to face their new guest who had a look of other confused and fear on his face.

“Why hello my friend, I have a few questions for you.” Fang said as he walked closer to the griffin.

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“WATCH OUT!” A male earth pony yelled as a flaming cart landed on a group of people, crushing them as they were making their way to the fighting. The streets of the city was littered with corpses, ponies, Griffins and Diamond dogs as the buildings burned as the sky was blacken from the smoke.

Server bandits formed a shield wall down one of the streets as Hardric charged them, still naked but now most of his body was caked in blood and gore. Several arrows suck out of him but they seemed to had done little to no damage to raging man, extending his large bat like wings he took to the sky. Looking down at the shield wall just below him before charging it, screaming like a maniac as he slammed into it. A shockwave rung out from the force of the impact, the bandit Hardric landed on was little more then past as he started swinging. Each one of his fist shattering and defenses the bandits had, shield splintering, metal plates shattering as he beat them all to death with his bare hands. Every blow sent a bandit flying into another or into a building, every blow shattered the bones and turning whoever Hardric made contact with into nothing more then paste.

——-

“This is your last chance, tell me who has my bolter before I’m force to rip it from your worthless minds.” Fang said in a annoyed tone as he looked at what could be a few squad of bandits surrounded him. “Right, I keep forgetting they don’t speak gothic.” Fang looked around and saw three bandits they looked a bit higher ranked them the others, after making a mental note of where they are Fang drew his force sword.

The bandits looked at Fang, before one of the captains yelled to attack. In a blink of a eye Fang become nothing more then a living blur, bandit after bandit was turned into mincemeat as Fang cut them down. The hulking blacken form of Fang was quickly turned red as the bandits stool no change again him, their battle cry quickly went from one of courage to one of fear. The three bandit captains found themselves behind held by a unseen force as they were forced to line up in front of Fang. “Hmmm let see if this will work, I haven’t tried this power in months.” Fang closed his eyes and focused the powers of the warp into his mind before leaking himself with the other three.

The two griffins and pony cried out in blood agony as Fang ripped their mind apart without mercy. “Dinner, the name of your favorite band, ah there we go. The buyers, I don’t know what a minotaur is but I’ll pay him a visit. Oh and your leader is out of town, I’ll have a few words with him too.” Fang smiled up at the three who minds started falling apart and their bodies had done limp. Blood leaking from their eyes and noses as it was clear their brain melted. “Ah, I went a bit too deep. Oh well, I’ll work on it later.” Fang turned to walk to another part of the city opting to use melee and his psyke powers them use his bolt pistol.
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One hour later

“We surrender, please take what you want! Just let us leave!” A Diamond dog captain begged as he and what few bandits, pirates and slavers that where left away stood in the town hall as Hardric watched them and Fang went though the records. “What we do Fang, they give up but they slavers too.”

“Hmmm, ah here that’s it. Finding information here is a lost easier then the administratum, anyway I have what I’ve been looking for.” Fang slip several scrolls, books and stacks of papers into his backpack before walking over to Hardric. “As for what to do with them, I say kill them. Tho this time let do it together my friend, a coward life is worthless and khorne deserves better offering then them. Let’s do to them what the ecclesiarchy would do to use.”

Hardric nodded as him and Fang took a few steps back, Fang removing the broken remains of his helmet. The two took in a deep breath before letting out two streams of fire, Hardric’s burning a bright as forges of Khorne as Fang’s fire breath was jet black, seeming to eat away at the light around it as the group of survives were set ablaze. Hardric dimpling burning his half away as Fang’s half seemed to less burn but age, their skin wrinkling, their fur and feathers losing their colors as they cry out in pain before falling over and quickly turning into nothing more then sand.

“Come on Hardric, we are done here.” Fang turned to leave with his friend, now clad in his harness of rage. Both of them caked in blood and gore as they leave the town hall to burn behind them. As they walked out the building a small group of ponies wearing nothing more then rags stood there, they bodies looking thiner they the bandits from what Fang and Hardric has seen. Parts of their bodies covered in scars from a unknown time as a slave in this town, Fang looked at them all one more time. The group was most women with a few man and children added into the mix.

Using his powers again Fang linked all their minds to together. “Come on, we are leaving this city to burn. You can follow me or leave, I leave choice up to you. You are all free now.”

The ponies where clearly scared of the two but bother Fang or Hardric cared as the two started to leave the city to burn to ground.

Author's Note

there are grammar problems and spelling mistakes, we both know.