Savin' stuff, da orky way! part 3

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Chapta' 7 - Ridin' and fixin'
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Khorne woke up. His first look at the room around told him, that he was still in Tzeentch's lair. But his memories... were kinda vague. He remembered the calling of the legions... but not much after that.
“What happe...” he looked to the left. Next to him, laid Slaanesh, in the 'she' form, “on second though.... I don't want to know.”
A terrible roar suddenly made the whole warp shake. Slaanesh woke up.
“Is it me, or was that Tzeentchey?”
“Yep. Let's go see what disturbed his paranoid noggin again.”
On the way, they met papa Nurgle and all three entered the main 'planning room'.
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOT!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAS!!!!! PLAAAAAAAAANED!!!!!!!”
The god of change gathered warp energy in his hand and released it. Hanumos barely dodged and the orb annihilated a part of the wall... which regrew, of course.
“Okay, Tzeentchey... what went wrong this time?”
He looked at the three, rage evident in his six eyes.
“They got help! From space marines!”
“Oh, yeah? Which ones, oh 'schemer'?”
“The Ultrasmurfs arrived about an hour ago. But that ain't the worst thing! Before them... arrived.... the ANGRY MARINES.”
“Oh, those dudes? They're cool. What's so bad about them?”
“They always ruin my plans, Khorne! And then write 'OWNED' all over my altars!
“Don't you worry, Tzeentchey! Once my champion enters the battlefield, not even they will be able to stop us.”
“I hope so...”
The four gods then resumed their normal activities.
Tzeentch played chess with Hanumos. Khorne and Nurgle kept arguing about who's the better god. And Slaanesh... watched Khorne...

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The ork fort... camp... thing had changed dramatically.
It was easily four times as large. Tall, garbage pile-like towers watched over the land around it. Everywhere hung blue banners with black skulls and a badly drawn foot. And not so many orks... most were at the front lines. Nagosh always left sentries, though.
But that ain't important. You're wonderin' about what's gonna happen to Ugu, eh?

Muskit ran towards the only place where the little, barely alive, squig could get some help. Dok Grimog's... surgery. Even though a cruel option, it was Ugu's only chance. Muskit ran so fast that he rammed straight through a trukk that was in his way, to the jaw-dropping of orks around.
He smashed the dok's doors and gently put Ugu on Grimog's table. The dok was happy.
“Oooooooh! Fresh mea... patiunt? I'z can make so many improvmentz!”
“Grimog! Stop muckin' about and start fixin' Ugu! And I'z don't want ANY cybery stuff!”
“But dat's all da fun!”
“No CYBERY stuff!! Just fix 'im!”
“Well.... okay. But you'z hafta' wait outside!”
Muskit left the room. When outside, he started counting seconds. And he counted... and counted... AAAAAAANNNNNNNNNND counted...

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Meanwhile, forward BoP (Base of Operations) outside chaos-controlled territory:

Skalius was irritated... which was rare. He was normally filled with unspeakable RAAAAAAAAGE. He, Nagosh, Gobroz, Alix, Ash'nu and the now-saved Anon Ymous, were deciding how to strike the chaos entrenchments. And then... came the Ultramarine commander, Rightius Codexus.
“OH, FOR THE LOVE OF FU*BEEP*!!!! I HAD HOPED, THAT THE SMURFS WOULDN'T COME TO FU*BEEP* UP OUR INCREDIBLY FU*BEEP* AWESOME STRATEGY!”
“And a good day to you, brother. I am glad that you accept our aid.”
“GO FU*BEEP* YOURSELF, 'TARD!!!!”
To most, this would like provoking on the side of the Ultramarine. But... Rightius had fought with the angriest of the angry many times before. It was a secret, but the swearing and pointless shouting of the angry ones was actually a... different sort of imperial gothic. Only understood by the Angry marines themselves, or those that had been with them for some time.
“Thank you, brother. Now, as I understand, the chaos forces are performing a ritual? One that, and I am judging by the force sent here, could endanger the Imperium as a whole? Which is also the reason why we gained such... unlikely allies.”
“Yeh, dat's 'bout it. We'z were just plannin' da attackin'. Wanna 'elp?”
“By all means. Even the Codex says I should!”
Gobroz looked at him kinda... differently. But the planning soon commenced.
“So,” it was Alix, “who will fill in our new ally?”
“I'll DO THE FU*BEEP* FILLING!!!! Anyway,” Skalius pointed next to a mountain range on their map, ”this is WHERE THE MOTHER*BEEP* HAVE THEIR PIECE OF SH*BEEP* BASE,” now he pointed at three hills around the fortress, “and these ARE FU*BEEP* MINI-BASES. MOST OF THEIR USELESS, IDIOTIC, SH*BEEP* IDIOTS ARE THERE, NOT LETTING US THROUGH, THE FU*BEEP* BASTARDS.”
“Thank you for the information, brother.”
“I'LL FU*BEEP* UP YOUR WHOLE UNIT, BI*BEEP*!”
“Anyway, we seem to have quite an opposing force... let's see...,” he takes a large book... out of nowhere, seemingly, and starts reading. After a while, ”I've got it! Citation: When facing foes that have a fortress next to a mountain range and which is surrounded by three hill-forts, split your force into three groups and attack all three hill-forts at once, splitting the enemy forces.”
Nagosh was surprised.
“Wot else does dat bookie have?”
“Everything, my friend. From attack strategies to recipes for the most delicious foods. The Codex Astartes is simply flawless.”
“YEAH, YOU CAN EVEN FU*BEEP* USE IT AS TOILET PAPER!!!!”
“Or as fuel for a fire in the case of extreme cold, as stated in paragraph 365, brother.”
“I FU*BEEP* HATE THAT BOOK!!! IT'S REALLY GOT MOTHER*BEEP* EVERYTHING!!!!”
“Indeed, brother. Now, how shall we assault?”
With nods, 'Yeh's and one 'OKAY, FU*BEEP* BI*BEEP*-SMURF!!!', they started planning.

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The following are reports from all three battlefields:

First we shall examine the Ultramarines' battle.

“According to the Codex, the enemy will not expect an attack from the rear. But, since we have no means of getting there... we will have to bend a rule, ” other Ultramarines soldiers looked at Rightius, burning hatred in their eyes, “just kidding! The Codex says: Attack from the front!”
And so they did. Their mighty soldiers clashed with the chaos forces and utterly annihilated the heretics. Teh Emprah gave them his blessing. The day was full of AWESOME.

On a side note, Ultramarines RULE!!!!

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On the orky side of the mess:
“Flashgit Gobroz? Are da boys redy?”
“Yeh, boss. We'z gonna attack wif our rokkit boys first. Den, da kans and trakks will come and make uz an openin'. And DEN, da trukks (which is not the same as trAkks) will bring da boys and dere will be lotsa' fightin'! Once we'z have da chaos boys distrected, da Eldar and guardies will come and join da fun!”
“Gud! I hope Muskit got to da fort in time.”
“Yeh. Now, boss. It's time!”
“Okay,” Nagosh took the infamous speeka, “attack, boys! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGHHHHHH!!!”
Stealth wasn't very orky. And since some chaos marines wet themselves because of the sheer volume of the roar, who needs stealth?
Rokkit boys landed right on top of the support Noise marines. Berserkers went to the back, only to get shot, sliced and diced by kans and trakks. Then came the boys and Nagosh... and Gobroz, of course.
Eldar came from the shadows, bombarded Chaos from the sky. Imperial guardsmen heated up armour, again.

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And the last, but not the least angry side:

“They come! Gut them! Blood for the Blood gooood!!!”
The berserkers charged from their bunkers. Then... there was silence. The Khornates returned moments later, screaming 'Screw the Blood god!'. Behind them was a mass of yellow and red armour, decorated with angry faces.
The angry ones carried power bats, wooden planks with nails, double powerfists, power wrenches and other powerful weapons. Terminator squads, decorated with the banners of 'FU*BEEP* YOU!!!' appeared behind enemy lines, raining death with their plasma nail cannons and stomping anything with their power feet.
Their rhinos used the angry machine spirit to create walls of pure RAGE, that burned all foes.
Chaos was fu*BEEP*ed.
What?! Even I'm getting censored now? Fiddlesticks!

On second thought, Angry marines RULE!!!
For all you non-believers, the angry ones use the same weaponry as described above. It's in their codex! Make your tabletop Angry marines, TODAY!!! And if you do, make commissar Fuklaw, kay?
Anyway, where was I?

Ah, yes. The angry ones then proceeded to write 'OWNED' all over the place.

******

Back at the ork fort... camp... thing:
Muskit was on the number 5327. He suddenly heard a loud crash from inside the surgery. The ork quickly ran in.
“Dok! Wha....” his eyes trailed upwards and his jaw fell to the floor.
“I dunno wot happened! I'z just gave 'im mah REALLY speciul brew!”
“U... Ugu?”
The now-beast roared, making the land shake. A massive tongue, larger than Muskit himself, then licked both orks.
“Dat was... cutez.”
“It IS Ugu! Come on, ya squig! We hafta help da boss!”
Ugu lowered his monstrous head and Muskit climbed on. The duo left, stompin' all in their path.

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The four Chaos commanders and Nebulon were in the secondary summoning chamber, where the OTHER ritual was under way. And it would soon be complete. Akitol entered the room.
“Lord Rakul!”
They turned.
“Yes, Akitol?”
“Enemy forces have overrun our positions! They will soon assault the fortress itself!”
“Troubling. But not for long, heheheheh. Carito?”
“Yeees! He shall arrive in minutes! Hit it, boys!!!”
A group of Noise marines had set up a stage. They had bizarre instruments. They started playing. And their singer soon begun:

*Out of the mists of Chaos he riiiiiiides,*
*bike in his crotch and sword at his siiiide,*

He took a deep breath:

*DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM Riiiiider!*
*Doom Rider!*
*Na na, na na,*
*Na na, na na,*
*He fights his own war, takes his oooooown track,*
*if he doesn't bail, he might make his poooooooints back!*
*DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM Riiiiider!*
*Doom Rider!*
*Na na, na na,*
*Na na, na na,*
*Son of Slaanesh, full of desiiiiiiire,*
*he does cocaine and his head's on fiiiiiiiire!!!*
*DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM Riiiiider!*

(Song does not belong to this meaningless writer... this ain't the whole song, anyway.)

At that moment, the room shook. From a cloud of purple smoke, appeared an armoured figure with a flaming skull for a head, on which there were two horns. His black armour had bits of purple here and there. The mark of Slaanesh was visible on his pauldrons. It screamed:

“Oh, heck yeah!!! It's been so long since ol' Doomrida's been called from the warp! Years, I tell you! So,” he turns to the group, “you're the guys who got me out?”
Rakul was delighted.
“Yes, daemon prince. We require your aid in the coming battle.”
“Against whom?”
“The Ultramarines, the Angry marines, PDF forces, orks and Eldar. And they are all allied together.”
“Sounds like loads of fun! I'm in!”
And Doomrider walked with them outside.

Once there, he stopped and raised his hands to the sky. A purple bike appeared next to him, with the marks of Slaanesh. Its armaments were a pair of melta guns and two blades at the front. Doomrider liked ramming stuff.
“I love this machine. But I can't have all the fun, can I? Hahahahahahah!!!! Come to me!”
Over a hundred more bikes appeared in the open area within the fortress' walls. More surprising, however, was the unit of Daemonettes, that appeared with them.
All of them wore black leather suits and purple helmets. Each also carried a power sword... either as a separate item, or as part of their arm. One of the Daemonettes came closer.
“Orders?”
“Hahahahahahah!!! We're going to ride out and show the corpse's boys who's boss! And squash some Eldar and orks while we're at it!!”
“Understood,” she turned to the rest, ”you heard the master! On your bikes!”
The Daemonettes listened and were on their machines in seconds. The fortress' gates opened and the bikers charged into battle, Doomrider first.
Rakul looked at Akitol and spoke:
“Send them some aid. Half of our reserves should suffice.”
“Understood, sir.”
Akitol, the faithful servant, left.
Nebulon noticed, thanks to his above-awesome eyesight, Mithara in the force that followed Doomrider.
“Master?”
“Yes, Nebulon?”
“May I join the attack?”
“Why?”
“Ummm.... no particular reason.”
Rakul thought he knew why Nebulon was so eager to go into battle.
“But of course. Just be careful, kay?”
“Yes, master.”
And the daemon left in his trademark cloud of smoke.
“Now all we need is... Sangus? Why are you staring into nothingness?”
“I want that many Daemonettes...”

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The allies met at another forward BoP.
“FOR THE LOVE OF THE FU*BEEP* EMPRAH!!! LET'S JUST FU*BEEP* STORM THAT PIECE OF SH*BEEP* SANDCASTLE OF THEIRS!!!”
“We will, brother. Be patient. Our troops need to regroup.”
“The angry mon'keigh is right. The more we wait, the closer they are to completing the ritual. We must strike now!”
“We'z wud be more den happy ta do dat, Ash'nu. But even da orks need some restin'. 'Specially since most of mah boys are a bit drunk right now. Celebratunz.”
“They celebrate too early! We still must stop the ritual!”
“Wot are dey gonna do? Send a daemun princy?!”
Anon Ymous ran into the room.
“What are you talking about, old chap?!”
“Scouts report that a large number of chaos Daemonette bikers are heading our way! And their leader is none other than the... Doomrider! And more Chaos reinforcements are close behind.”
“THAT FU*BEEP* GAYTARD, THAT RIDES THE BADASS BIKE?”
“Yes...”
“FU*BEEP* YEAH!!! THIS'LL BE FUN! LET'S KICK HIS ARSE!!!”
“I agree, brother! And the Codex does, too! To battle!”
Nagosh and Gobroz quickly ran outside and started waking the boys. The Ultramarines and Angry marines readied their forces, as did the Eldar and the PDF.

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The bikes approached. Skalius wasn't the least bit impressed. He cried to his men:
“I HATE BEATING BI*BEEP*, BUT WE HAVE NO FU*BEEP* CHOICE!! ALWAYS ANGRY, ALL THE TIIIIIIIIME!!!!”
His troops screamed the same over and over again.

“Hear me, my brothers! We shall not falter, for we are his finest! And the Codex says we must not be defeated! Hold your ground!”
The Ultramarines took out their heaviest weapons. Nothing would get through.

Nagosh looked at his still half-drunk boys. He then looked straight at the daemon prince of Slaanesh, Doomrider.
“Okay boys! You'z can take da Deamonettiez! But da one wif da 'orns is mine!!! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!
Nagosh then tore a nearby lamp post out of the ground and charged.

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Doomrider was enjoying himself... until his head collided with a steel pole and he was thrown of his bike. He looked up to see a huge ork. The rest of the ork force just passed the two.
“You'z don't look so tuff.”
“Heheheh. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! You have no idea what you're up against, ork!!”
“We'll see 'bout dat!”
Chain choppa met corrupted power sword. Nagosh held his ground, but... Doomrider was incredibly powerful.
“You cannot defeat me! I am a chosen of Slaanesh!!!”
A wave of pure force sent Nagosh to the ground.
“Dat ain't fair...”
“Doomrider doesn't play fair!! He just wants to have fun!”
“Does dis qualify?”
A large barrage of AP bullets showered Doomrider. He stumbled and turned.
“Flashgit Gobroz!!! Good goin'!”
Nagosh used this opportunity and tackled Doomrider, who was sent into the air. And he stayed there for a bit, thanks to Altian. The hawk let the daemon prince go. As soon as Doomrider got up, Lokan teleported around him, delivering shot after shot, while dodging the rider's slashes.

Lokan disappeared for the last time. Kilina emmitted a terrible shriek. Doomrider touched a place where his ears should have been. A swearing yellow suit with a powerfist and power wrench appeared.
“TAKE THIS, SON OF A BI*BEEP*!!!”
Several mighty blows with Skalius' power wrench and a single punch made Doomrider a bit dizzy. Rightius finished the massive combo with a single mighty swing of his daemonhammer, Awesomeness.

The rider looked at the group of warriors, then at the battlefield around. Losses on both sides, but the Chaos forces forces were being pushed back. Nagosh spoke:
“Ain't so tuff now, eh?”
Doomrider seemed to be amused.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!”
“Wot's so funny?”
“You think you've won?! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! I have one more ace up my sleeve! Come to me!”
From nowhere, a massive construct, three times larger than a land raider, appeared. It stood on two legs. Its chest had purple flames painted on it and a red orb in the middle. Its left arm wielded a mighty blade, the right one was replaced by a massive lascannon. Two burning 'eyes' with two horns above them.

Doomrider jumped. The chest opened up, revealing a command chamber. He landed inside and watched the fools below.
“THAT AIN'T FU*BEEP* GOOD!!!!”
“HAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! You bet, corpse's fool! This is a corrupted Knight mini-titan. Mistress Slaanesh personally gave it to me. It's name is Pleasure Bringer!”
Nagosh wasn't very impressed.
“A walkin' trash can ain't gonna save ya'!!
The mini-titan's lascannon shot, destroying a leman russ. It then stomped, creating an earthquake. A kan fell to pieces. Nagosh was silent.

A rocket hit the machine. It didn't even leave a dent.
“Do you not understand?! HAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!! This baby is invincible! You're going to die!”
The lascannon started charging. But suddenly, a terrible roar made the ground shake. Everything and everyone on the battlefield looked towards the mountain chain.
Then, literally straight through a mountain, a huge beast entered their view.
By shape, a squighot. By size, a very big squighot. By colour, black, with yellow eyes. By weirdness, with an ork on its head. By awesome, VERY.

The mini-titan shot. The laser bounced off the creature's hide and destroyed a defiler. The whole battlefield just stared. The huge beast just walked over to Doomrider's mini-titan. Muskit shouted:
“So, wot are you'z gonna do now?”
The Pleasure Bringer just stood there for a moment. Doomrider's voice then came:
“You know.... heheheheh.... I think someone just rolled a one... yeah... heheheheheh.”
The mini-titan disappeared, along with its passenger.

Muskit waved to the group of heroes, who waved back, jaws on the ground. Ugu then turned towards the Chaos force. Massive retreat was massive.

******

In the mass of retreating heretics was a Daemonette. You know who, right? Mithara, yes? She ran along with the rest... but she tripped. The massive beast that had been a small squig approached. She closed her eyes, waiting to get crushed.
She was suddenly lifted off the ground, just in time. She opened her eyes to see her knight in black fur.
“You didn't think I would just let you leave the fortress, did you?”
“Maybe, maybe not, handsome.”

******

“Terrible news, my lords!!”
“Yes, Akitol?” Rakul seemed perfectly calm. The others, did not.
“Enemy forces have defeated Doomrider. They have a humongous black Squighot with them! The beast made the whole force retreat!”
“Thissss ain't good!”
“Or delicious!”
“But it'll certainly be bloody!”
“Calm down, my friends.”
They turned to Rakul. Sangus spoke:
“How can you be so calm?! They're coming for us!”
Rakul walked to a dark room.
“Let them. Heheheheheh. LET THEM!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!”
The other four made a few steps back, when six flaming eyes appeared in the darkness.


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Chapta' 8 - Orky finale
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“I'z can't believe wot happened ta little Ugu.”

“Neida' can I, flashgit Gobroz.”

The spess mahreens, Eldar, guardsmen and orks just went behind Ugu. The Chaos forces ran at eldar speed and sometimes shot at the black beast, but the rounds and and energy just bounced back. Not a good day to be fighting for the three gods and the goddess.

They were getting closer to the fortress. The commanders were together... and something was wrong.

“What is that... energy?”

“Wot energey, Ash-nu?”

“I feel... oh no... they... have finished.”

Silence. Complete and utter silence. And then the earth shook... both forces stopped.

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“Yes! Release your fury!!”

“Rakul, we ssstill have to keep their leaderssss occupied.”

“Yes. Otherwise, they could jeopardize everything. And that would not be delicious.”

“You worry too much! Let's just get this over with!

The four lords headed outside, all remaining forces with them. And a dark entity behind.

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“Look at dat! Newcomaz!”

The full might of the Chaos forces now stood against them. Four lords in the front, ready to clash with the allied commanders. And then... a dark shadow appeared.

It grew into a huge, and I'm talking Ugu-size, creature. Its skin changed colour rapidly, but its eyes burned with the same dark red. The number of its eyes changed, though.

Its head was lizard-like and adorned with two small, bat-like wings that changed size.

Its back was adorned by blade-like scales and uncountable wings.

Two legs that looked like they could smash a baneblade.

It was a quite awesome... and intimidating sight. It spoke, its voice changed too:

“I have been released from the depths of the Warp, the mightiest warrior of Change. I am unstoppable, no one save for the god himself can defeat in the use of of energies. I am perfect... I am Cambius!!! Which of you worms wish to challenge the might of Chaos?!”

On the side of good, there was silence... then:

“I'z do! Nagosh Ubzug!!”

“Me, too! Flashgit Gobroz!”

“Don't ferget Muskit and Ugu!!!”

The black beast roared. More joined:

“I shall deliver your death with speed and grace! Ash'nu!!”

“I'LL TEAR YOU A NEW FU*BEEP* ARSEHOLE, BI*BEEP!!! Skalius the Slightly ANGRIER!!!!*

“By the might of the astartes, you shall fall!! Rightius Codexus!!!”

“We will strike you with the Emperor's hammer!! Alix Mosiv!”

The creature seemed amused.

“Not even with your little pet can you hope to scratch my hide. You shall all fall! Come!!!”

With that, the Chaos force started moving, morale restored thanks to the power of Tzeentch.

On the other side:

“Let's go, Ugu! Show 'im wot ya goooot!!!!”

Ugu charged straight at the daemon of Tzeentch and the two beasts clashed.

Below them, a great battle was waged... and not just between commanders.

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Altian plummeted to the ground, a bolter bullet-sized hole in one of his wings. The Rubric now stood above him, ready to deliver the final blow. Just then, a power blade went through the marine's chest and the automaton then fell to the ground.

“I think you owe me one, Altian.”

He knew that voice only too well. He rose looked in Kilina's direction, raised his weapon and shot. A berzerker just inches behind her.

“I don't think so, Kilina.”

Marines fell around the two, yet no assailant could be seen. Lokan appeared before them.

“Start fighting, or you'll both owe me.”

They were both quite surprised... but Altian spoke:

“Sorry, Lokan. Shall we, Kilina?”

“By all means.”

All three charged at the Chaos forces. They met Gobroz on the way, too.

******

Ash'nu dodged yet another bolt of Chaos flame.

“Give up! Your psyker powers is nothing compared to the might of Change!!!”

“We shall see, sorcerer!”

Ash'nu created a barrier, that blocked another attack.

“What?!”

“My turn!”

The Eldar gathered psionic energy and released it in the form of lightning. Rakul created a barrier of his own... but it seemed to be weakening.

“This... can't be!!! My base INT stat is higher than yours!!!”

“But I have racial INT bonus and this armour ain't just a decoration.”

“Damn.... it. Damniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit!!!!!”

The barrier shattered and Rakul was sent flying.

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“Come here, YOU PIECE OF SH*BEEP*!!!!!”

“Gladly!! Your blood will look well on the ground here!”

Skalius' power wrench met with the lord's hammer... Skalius was trying hard.

“FU*BEEP*!!!! FAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU*BEEP*!!!!!!!!!!”

“Your skull will look great on the great one's throne!”

“OH NO IT WON'T, DI*BEEP* !!!”

A red aura gathered around Skalius.

“What?! N-n-n-n-nnoooo!!!!”

“RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGE!!!!!!!!!!!!”

Sangus' hammer was torn in half by a wave of anger. A blow with a powerfist did not permit him to remain standing.

******

“I bet your blood is just delicious!!!”

“Too bad you shall not taste it, heretic!!!”

Carito's chain-blade gave the lord an advantage in range... Rightius just couldn't get close enough. And how could he... hmmm...

“Would be alright with the codex?” he thought. And I heard him.

Well, there isn't any rule AGAINST. Go ahead.

“Thank you, writer.”

His hands clasped and he uttered a prayer towards teh emprah. His daemonhammer glowed in a golden hue.

“You can't reach me, fool!”

“Oh, really?”

He raised his hand and threw his Daemonhammer with full strength.

“NOT DELICIOOOOOOUUUUUUUSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!”

The mighty weapon impacted the lord's chest and... you guessed it, he was sent flting.

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Now, it's time for the ultimate battle of the centuries... Nagosh Ubzug and Morus the Itchy. The ultimate clash of two powerful entities, that will decide the fate of this battle...

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NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT!!!!!!!!!!

Nagosh charged straight at the Nurglite, brushing off the man's pestilence blasts. A single bash with his choppa... and ya know wot happen'd.

******

The four lords travelled into one spot... and met. Their backs hurt quite a bit.

“Damnit! We have to retreat!” Sangus wasn't happy.

“A delicoius thought!”

“Let'sssss run!!”

Rakul looked at the allied commanders.

“Enjoy your small triumph while you can!! The Imperium is doomed!!!”

Rakul then used the power of Tzeentch to transport them away... FAR away.

“He wuz right!! We'z gotta stop da big daemun!!!!”

They looked upwards... Ugu seemed to be having trouble...

******

“Pathetic creature!!! Feel the power of change!!!”

A ray of blue energy struck Ugu... and the squigghot... became a squig once again. Before he fell to the ground, Muskit commented:

“I'z hatez plot deveecez.”

He landed on the ground.

“Ugu, you'z okay?!”

A lick was his answer. The others were soon there.

Cambius gloated:

“See, mortals?! I have crushed your only hope!! You will now dieeeeee!!!”

“Not today, ya ova'powa'd git!!!”

The daemon looked straight at them.

“And what could one ork do against me?”

“I'z not just one ork! Let's show 'im!!”

Ash'nu released a bolt of psychic lightning. It dissipated before it even got close to the beast.

“Did you really think that would work?”

“Oh, it did!”

The daemon looked curious. As Rightious' daemonhammer landed on its smallest toe, it showed... pain.

“Owwwwww!!! Ouch, ouch, ouch!!! Son of a...!!!”

The daemon hopped on one leg, creating tremors.

“NAGOSH! NOW'S OUR FU*BEEP* CHANCE!! CATCH!!”

Skalius took out a strange bolter from a compartment in his armour and threw it to the ork warboss.

“Wot iz it?”

“A mother*BEEP* HOLY BOLTER!!! When you absolutely HAVE TO KILL SOME DAEMON FU*BEEP*!!!!”

“Thanks! Dis'll do da trick!!”

The ork ran to a nearby Wraithlord and screamed at it.

“Frow me to da daemun!!!”

The Wraithlord obeyed and threw Nagosh like a baseball. The ork hit Cambius square in the chest, which made the daemon stumble.

“Who dares....?!?!?!?”

“I'z do!!!”

Nagosh used his choppa to climb up to the thing's shoulders. One of its hands tried to grab him, but a single bash was enough to send it away.

“Fool! How do you wish too ha... wait!!! WHAT IS THAT?!?!?”

“Holy bolta', daemun!!!”

Cambius' eyes, which were all on the same side of his head right now, grew wide. Nagosh pulled the trigger... and the daemon screeched in pain.

Its head epicly exploded, and its body dissipated. Nagosh fell to the ground.

Gobroz was the first to get closer.

“Boss!!! Are ya...?!?”

“Yeh, I'z okay. Da daemun ain't, though!!”

*******

“MAY THE WARP CONSUUUUUUUME YOUUUUUUUUU, NAGOSH UBZUG!!!!!”

“Tzeentch, dude, calm down.”

“Khorne is right Tzeentchey.”

“Yesssss *cough*.”

“But... they ruined my plans... I feel like crying...”

“Get a hold of yourself, man! Now, we're gonna go get some stuff from Slaanesh's stash. That'll cheer ya up!!”

Khorne and Slaanesh then towed a depressed Tzeentch to Slaanesh's citadel, Nurgle close behind.

******

The extra forces on Akhalam VI were leaving, going to face different enemies on different worlds. Goodbyes would ensue.

First were the Eldar. And the first of them was Ash'nu. He stood close to Nagosh.

“Farewell, warboss Nagosh Ubzug. May we meet again. And Gobroz and Muskit. Of course, may little Ugu live long.”

“Same to ya, Ash'nu!”

A small roar also came.

Then Altian.

“Our adventure was quite brief, friends. But highly enjoyable. Goodbye for now.”

A grin was on Nagosh's face.

The silent one.

“Goodbye. To all of you.”

Lokan then bowed and left. Kilina's voice hinted sadness.

“I'll miss all of you. Especially little Ugu... take care of the little guy, Muskit.”

“I'z will. Ya don't hafta worry.”

The Eldar disappeared in webway gates, which soon went off-line.

***

the Spess Mahreens were next, angry side first.

“Well, bye. Don't EXPECT ME TO SAY SOME GAY SH*BEEP*, YOU BI*BEEP*ES!!!!”

“Yeh, g'bye, Skalius.”

The angriest of the angry entered their Thunderhawks and were gone.

“Farewell, my friends. May the Emperor bless you! And may the codex guide you!”

“Thanks!”

The smurfs likewise entered their ships and left, leaving the four orks, Alix, Anon and Ugu alone on the platform.

“Well... Alix?”

“Yes, Nagosh?”

“Wot are you guardiez gonna do now?”

“We're going to help with the restoration of the planet... the Chaos forces had left many areas in ruin.”

“Den you'z can count on help from da ORKS!!! Ain't dat right?!”

The ork horde below was ready to do something... even something not related to fighting.

All in all, the planet seemed to be changing... for the better. With the first true ork-human alliance. The galaxy was more peaceful...

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Or was it?

Deep beneath the ground on a certain planet... two green eyes shone... and not that far from this world, a dark fleet slowly approached.