Their coming for us...

Out of all the enemies of man, the traitors that leave the imperium's grace and go to fulfill their own desires for power and, above all, to ascend to high beings of power and become the very thing that was thought to be heretical within the arms of chaos and the warp, from Medusa to Ultramar or from the blue Skies of terra to the galactic rim of space it only grew to the point of the warp with its new physical form known as the eye of terror that once was held back by our hero with his brothers and sisters for ten thousand years, they defended humanity being named the gate of man the gate of the imperium.

Yet like every gate, they must break, and so did the gate of the imperium, Cadia Prime. With its fall, the eye of terror now cracked, pulsing through the entire universe of the milky way splitting it in two. With it came the flood of being of the warp, chaos, demons, traitors, and heretics flooded the stars and unleashed the war that was close to its end only to span now for eternity. Yet now, this wasn't the only commit g threat to man.

New and old forces are coming.

From the eternal war-loving fungoid green skin aliens known by all as orks, their primitive, barbaric, and savage plagues the stars in pursuits for war and their love of it, with rust bucket machines always under constant work by ork "Mek Boiz" and their "Gretchin" slaves. Making machines of war out of heaps of junk and scrap metal that goes beyond the comprehension of understanding or obeys even the laws of physics, even their warriors unknown only as "Boiz" and "Warbozz" leaders themselves don't follow such things themselves at times, but these are not what we focus on as a threat to our hero and the world of Equestria, for now.

Nor will it be of the slumbering necrons locked away from the universe from the beginning of times only to awaken, remerging slowly to conquer their lost rule on the universe as they did so long ago. Nor will it be of the Aeldari, commonly known as the Eldar, not the dark Eldar Drukhari or of the T'au empire but something worse. Not the alien species that does not come from the warp of chaos or the elder's web ways of both eldar and dark eldar, the fungus of the ork mushrooms, or even of the T'au and slumbering Necrons.

This alien, if you could even call it came from outside the milky way universe; it came from the very void of space itself, the darkness like a flood to a village no worse. These aliens only arrived slumbering for eons unknown of their foes nor them of these monsters. They had many names to go by from all those who fought against them or died for them: voidborn, the raging hunger, the starving dragons, the Y'he, and one name used by all for this threat.

The Great Devourer

These aliens were given the name "Tyranids" for their first contact with the human world of Tyran Prime and the First Tyrannic War. They stripped the world of its people consuming the living, alive and dead, devouring them and mutant themselves to birth new forms and subspecies of Tyranids. One can shoot living ammunition to eat away their prey from great distances, and exoskeletons and shells are harder and more resilient to withstand the heat that only stars can give. Yet within these beasts' minds is beyond the infinite number of them all shared as one, a living hive mind of the ever-growing as it spread through the galaxy like locusts to a field of grain.

What's that... You still don't understand what is coming from beyond the light of the milky way and lurks within the true dark... Do you? It is an alien that may be surrounding us right now as we speak, creeping through the stillness that shrouds them in silence, lurking and stalking us, observing us as more than just an enemy... It sees us as its prey. And when they struck, they struck with a force of quadrillion waves and more to come enduring every defense and pain thrown to them till either they all died or we ran out of supplies to survive only an hour with them.

Even now, I can hear their clickings communicating with each other, relaying orders as they lurk in the dark, and teaching the scratching and scrapes of their claws followed by the screams of men and women dying being consumed alive by these... Monsters.

I haven't stopped shaking as they are called to the massacre; one moment, I'm with a regiment, now an entire world of soldiers behind me and around me; the next. I'm in pools of blood with red fog, and the screams of God knows what are followed by the screeching roars of these monsters; for every hundred we killed, a thousand more take their place, bigger than the first ones that came, more resilient and harder to kill and worse... hungrier than the first wave. The first wave was only of small bladed arm creatures that were easy to stop, and the second came more, and the worse half of them had range weaponry that even fired living ammo that ate away at us. After that came the acid spore bombs and artillery barrage melting our armor, clothes, and skin as we tried to stop them.

The next, I'm awakened to the sight of a man gripping his chest before ten of those smaller things called rippers burst out and ate his corpse as he screamed out and died before me. And now here I sit, barricaded, in a bunker and hearing those... things... Those Tyranids outside know I'm here and are either waiting for me to die or trying to find a way; I only hope those who read this beast must die or be staved away from worlds with high populations and life... If not, then the galaxy will suffer these beasts, not of their wrath, their ideology, their hate, or for their entertainment.

Yet they still grow forever unyielding hungry; if there are more of them beyond the shining light of the emperor or even the light of our universe resting within the dark reaches of the void beyond, then we are already dead. The only way to find peace is to die. Quickly before their tendrils, claws, and maws slip between the stars in space with an echo of their cacophony and the horizon flooded, and the sun of stars blacked out by an infinite number of bodies of perfect synchronized apex predators.

Ascending through every fleeting moment of hope and faith is mercilessly consumed by them along with us, resumed by every world star and galaxy they infest, repeating their countless cycles repeatedly. Push their flood of famine deeper into our lines, constantly evolving till our universe is consumed by them, and they go to the next one to repeat that cycle.

They are here. I hear them... I-I see them, oh God emperor, please... save me.

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Hunger! Feed! Kill!

Eradicate! Consume! Grow! Evolve!

Their... The Human ships! Rich of... Biomass! Organic! Life! Swarm! Take it! Follow it!

Devour all! Consume all! Kill all!

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Meanwhile, back on Equestria after the tank incident

Commander Fletcher Fray

"Is it rolling?" Grey asked Commander Fletcher holding a weird video camera in a human skull shape in his magic.

"Captain Grey, I do not even know if it's working nor how to operate this "thing" sir." Fletcher said, looking at it confused beyond all measure at the imperium of man's technology and its brutality to have their own kind be combined with machines as Grey only sighed in irrationality. "Oh Krackin God Emperor, look through the damn little hole and see if you see the red light blinking."

Fletcher did as followed, closing one eye and looking through a tiny little hole to see Grey and the feed of a camera along with a red light that blinked, catching his eye. "Yes, sir, it is."

"Good, now, aims it and focus it on me, and I might or best you again, alright." He said as Fletcher groaned, looking through the camera lens and focusing on Grey as he coughed lightly.

"Ahem, so today marks the twenty-seventh day of my life on this xeno world. Now welcomed under the imperium banner, as yesterday I received a package of a Leman Russ Punisher tank equipped with duel heavy flamer side cannons, a mid las-cannon, a dozer blade, topped with a heavy six-barreled Gatling gun armed with AP.HE.I.BC rounds, topped with a Storm bolter turret on the hatch, an extended ammo hold, and an extended fuel tank." He said happily before his small smile turned to a frown quickly.

"But by order of the two planetary xeno rules of this world called Equestria. I have had "restrictions" on the usage of my tank "Nar Nova Cadia," where I will be permitted to use her for defensive purposes when it comes to it as it is "too excessive" by her rule." Grey said with a snarl as he peaked around the corner to see Princess Luna and Princess Celestia with their backs turning from him as they talked with some pony nobles and castle staff.

"You name that thin-" Fletch was cut off by Grey, giving a menacing glare as he corrected himself. "I-I mean, you name her Nar Nova Cadia, sir?" Fletcher asked, confused by such a name.

"Hey I named it after my mother which is something you don't have kark, and it's Cadian for child of Cadia as I'm it's crew making me "Grey vas Nova" so shut it and keep filming while you still have a jaw left." Grey said, making Fletch sigh.

"Can I at least ask why are you having me record you behind our majesties?" He asks, seeing Grey peeking over the corner and waiting. "Simple: revenge for restrictions; I'm going over there and going to smack their asses and run while you stay recording and take the blame for me."

"What!?" Fletcher screamed out before meeting the barrel of Grey's auto-gun in his bionic arm shoved into his mouth. "And if you don't do that, I will blow your head off, splattering that brain of yours to be more "open-minded" all over the walls for not obeying my command... Savvy?"

Fletcher only groaned out a noise of agreement, making Grey holster the barrel back to his arm as he chuckles, rubbing his bionic hands together. Fletcher keeps recording his regretting his life choices and prepares to be discharged from the guard for what's coming.

"My name is Thorn Grey, and welcome to the first episode of Jackass, as today's episode, clapping of the two Suns and Moons." He said as he quietly tip-toed his bionic legs over to Celestia and Luna from behind, seeing them still talking with the Staff and Nobles. Making sure to be unseen by them as Fletcher Recorded it all, panicking at every step Grey took as he got closer.

As soon he got close enough behind both princesses, he raised his right bionic hand as far behind him as he could and swung it to smack both princesses Celestia's and princess Luna's flanks with a loud ‘SMACK!’ Leaving both princesses to jump and a bright red hand print on their flanks as Grey quickly turned, running away, just missing both princesses' rear kicks at whatever decided to hit their flanks and look back to see the living Grey running and laughing happily.

"Hit and Run baby! Hit and Ru-AAA"

"Grey!" Grey was halfway through the hall before something grabbed his waist and knocked him to the ground. He looked to see a bright yellow pony with a pink mane that gripped his body tightly and snuggled up to him. His heart had almost stopped beating at Fluttershy hugging him and two enraged rulers of Equestria slowly walking over to him on the ground as he struggled to break free from Fluttershy's hug.

"Grey, it's been so long. I wanted to come over and see if you were doing well at the castle since you haven't been writing letters to me and so I came worried if you needed anything.”

"What I need you is to get off the fuck me you karking degenerate before I get a new one tear into me!" He screamed, struggling more but only felt Fluttershy's grip grow tighter the more he worked.

"A new what teared into you?" She asked as she saw two large shadows tower off them. Both turned to see look up at the princesses smiling happily with their eyes closed as Fluttershy smiled back. "Oh, hello, Princess Celestia and Princess Luna."

"Hello, Fluttershy. Would you mind if he pulled Grey away for a moment? We need to chat with him about something important; I promise it won't be long." Celestial said as Grey could only stare at them both in panic as he sensed rage behind their smile and closed his eyes as Fluttershy lets go of Grey as he got dragged away by both princess's magic.

"Fletcher help me for the emperor sak-" He gasped to see Fletcher looking at him still recording as he followed them holding back the urge to laugh and a smug looking on his face as Grey gets dragged away into a room.

"Fletcher you traitorous bastard, I'll kill you, you son of a bit-" The door slams as Fluttershy sits by it and waits for whatever the princesses have to talk about with Grey patiently and hopefully gets to spend more than just the whole day with him.

Author's Note

This chapter was hard to put how the Tyranids “live/work” in 40k as their lore is very, very small; they are only explained through outside/ third person perspective, and to bring the feeling of dread, fear, anxiety that these things bring when mentioned or even talked about. Even wasted my days/hours looming for references which will be in the story from and worth mentioning:

•Alien (both games and good movies)
•John Carpenter The Thing 1982 (not the shittie though slightly good 2011)
•Starship Troopers(both the book and first andactual only good movie)
•And other sci-fi movies games and stories that have a sort of hive mind/ infestation/ bug like creature alien thing worth mentioning even watched incest and animal nature documents... Yeah fucking nature documents.

But it will be all worth it once the wedding bells ring, dinner is served and it will be quite a change of pace ;)

Anyways cya in the next- or right trivia questions No questions or games since you lots of you 182 of you people don't read this far don't care enough to both as they would mostly jerk off to fiction talking colorful horse so I tired to make it fun and easy yet instead I got a fuck you from it, oh well I tried and that all that matters

Cya in the next chapter coomers