Intro Story 4

Well here is the next instalment of the intro story. To follow soon is an update on my Grey Knights, plus a look into Dungeons & Dragons 3.5 as I've been invited to join a game.

“You, Squad two, cover the sides! Don’t let any more of those things get up here.” Inquisitor Janover was trying to keep control of the situation but after entering the tunnel network a short distance from the landing site the situation had been doing its best to stay outside of control. The first casualties had come without even his own psychic powers or any of his trained companions noticing. The sound of the force moving down the tunnels enough to hide what ever happened to the point and rear guards. Then the attacks began, they started with a clattering of metal on the walls around them, the only warning they received before the Techrantulas struck. From that point the mission became a fighting advance, Killteam Daedalus took the point and Noah’s Storm Troopers had been able to keep the lines of retreat clear.

Following the psychic pull he had felt since discovering this mission the Inquisitor led the force along a complex path that went from stone tunnels to metal hallways. The design was xeno and confusing, but even the constant combat and strange local dimmed his sense of purpose. This complex showed signs of massive damage and extreme age, most systems looked to not be functional and many routes were blocked off with wreckage. Entering a large chamber through a fallen doorway Noah declared “This is the place.”  The room was all bare dark metal with a four sided pyramid in the centre, and at the top was a dais. The Inquisitor rushed to the top of the pyramid whilst the troops set to defending the door, he approached the dais and the casket on top with some care feeling immense power rolling out from it. The power was different, neither psychic, nor mechanical but something else. However Noah Janover knew that this was his goal so whilst cautious he was not slow and he studied the locking mechanism on the casket and called over one of his specialists. Bentley, an Adeptus Mechanicus adept immediately set to opening the contraption whilst Noah assessed the situation and shouted his order to the troops of squad two. The press of these Techrantulas was becoming overwhelming and Killteam Daedalus had taken casualties now. Syler was locked in combat with an oversized metallic creature that’s body was longer than the more spider shaped creatures they had encountered so far. Its glowing eyes spoke not of intelligence or fury, simply power and a drone like duty. Noah’s own plasma pistol had taken out the Techrantulas that had closed on the pyramid so far but his men were falling and the robotic xeno defences were unrelenting.

As the situation was looking beyond hope the Emperor shone fortune on the beleaguered force; with the help of a Salamander marine Sergeant Syler slew the beats he fought with. At the same moment the Bentley opened the casket. It cost him his life as the strange energy burst forth, like a lanterns shine it pierced out to fill the room, but much, much darker. This explosion of ungodly shadow was filled with a maddening laughter that peaked and then shot back into its container. When Noah looked in he saw only a black shard of something metallic which he scooped up carefully into a containment unit and sealed away. ‘This will be important, we will need it.’ he thought as he turned to see a Techranutla leap. It knocked him off balance before he could draw his powered blade and left him open for a second creatures attack, which bit deep into his arm through his power armour.