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GREY KNIGHT
Green ooze gushed out as Captain Washke pulled his halberd out of the abomination that call themselves marines, There
was still no sign of the Chaos lord, The reports of the Daemon summoning were true though as I sensed the lords power. The
9 grey knights and the justiscar stood outside the door in the hull of the chaos battleship. My brother, Sergeant (Chris)
Olsen put his head up to the door listening for movement. He pressed a button on his helmet and it retracted into his suit,
air pressure=normal, oxygen=normal, he relaxed a bit as the rest of the men took off their helmets. The Justicar tapped his
earpiece, "This is team, 1 were at the entrance to the bridge." A voice on the radio responded "roger team
1, proceed as planned. "Open it." Greg plugged a wire into a panel to the left of the door. There was a short clicking
sound. The door opened upward and darkness crept into the hallway. The lights went out and it became black. "Helmets
on people", Justicar Maffelr whispered. I clicked on the night vision and the black became a dark green tint, But there
was still nothing visible. One of the Grey knights yelled, "What the hell man, this aint no normal darkness." Shut
up maccey, quiet," The justicar whispered. Suddenly out of the darkness a bright red dot appeared and it grew in the
shape of a large beast. A deep voice came out of the darkness, "Your too late, it is finished." And the darkness
withdrew into the red beast and its form became clear. The great Daemon stood up and showed its anger at the grey knights,
The great abomination brought up his arm and thrusted his claws forward, A Grey knight heaved as the claws sliced through
his power armour He coughed up a spray of blood and went limp. The daemon withdrew its claw and took a step back. "Kill
it, kill it now!" another grey knight lifted his storm bolter and fired. The bullets bounced the Daemon and ricochet
off the steel walls. The Daemon closed his eyes and lifted its head upward, the grey knight firing his bolter went limp and
fell to the ground. Justicar Mallefr brought up his halberd The Daemon laughed at the mortals feeble attempt to scare him.
Stand Together!! The Justicar yelled. Olsen broke out in sweat, it was his first mission, and he wasnt ready. He ran, where
we came in. The metal boots of his power armour clanked against the metal of the ships hull. Shit, I ran after him. Looking
back in time to see the Daemon finish off my squad and chewing at the Justicars flesh. I kept running not caring about what
was behind me. I had to catch my brother before. The other Grey knights squads found him. He would be shot for deserting in
the face of duty. There was a loud scream and I began to run faster. I reached a long hallway and at the end was Chris, marines
surrounded him on all sides. Blood poured from a wound on his side. And several empty clips on the ground showed he was out
of ammo. I lifted my stormbolter and squeezed the trigger as hard as I could. Bullets sprayed around the room catching the
chaos by surprise, three fell dead to the ground while the other five jumped back. I ran forward as Chris began to slump forward.
Marines leaned out from the side of the wall firing their bolt pistols at me. While three were doing this the other two began
to lift my brother. NO, I screamed as I ran forward ignoring the bullets piercing all over my body. I ripped off one of the
marines heads before a bullet hit me square in the face. Blood sprayed from my face as I fell back. I watched helplessly as
one of the marines drove a sword through Chris chest. Flash backs of our childhood together ran through my head as he closed
his eyes and took his final breath. I began to close my eyes and fell backwards on to the cold dark floor of the battle cruiser
creating a splash as my heavy armor hit the puddle of my own blood.
The light awoke me; I slowly opened my eyes and tried to adjust to the fluorescent lights in the hull of the ship. I
leaned forward recognizing the room, the sick bay of the excelsiuor Grey knight battle barge. I got off the small cot and
headed towards the small computer terminal in the room.I typed furiously on the keyboard bring up the date. It had been three
months since I was on that ship. I felt up on my face feeling a large scar on my left cheek. I typed more bringing up the
debriefing of my last mission.
MOISUA INCIDENT
57 squads of grey knights deployed
4 survivors
3 Grey Knights MIA
500 Grey Knights KIA
Chaos threat Still in Area
DAEMON SURVIVED
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I typed more
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SERGEANT CHRISTOPHER OLSEN
21st Grey knight Squadron
Power Armor
KIA=Moisua Incident
Body missing
Power armor recovered.
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I clenched my fist. He was gone, they had got him. He was a good soldier, Im sorry he had to go, Grand Master Marcus stood
looking over my shoulder. Where are we? I asked. Were holding orbit above Farsern, two sectors klics away from the Moisua
battle fleet. What, are we still in combat with them???
Yes, the Emperor ordered our remained station until the Daemon threat was eliminated. We have 12 squads in power armor
and two in tactical dreadnaught armor remaining. We can finally launch a strike now that we have 7th squads Justicar. Who
I asked in curiosity who gotten the great honor of being promoted to Justicar. Congratulations JUSTICAR Washke, youve just
been promoted. At that moment I swore to avenge my brothers death on every abomination in that plague-ridden ship. An hour
later I found myself yelling at recruits in the cargo bay of the ship. Listen up Greenhorns. Those of you who wanted to see
chaos up close this is you luck day. In twenty minutes well be on their plague ridden ship. You shoot anything thats uglier
than you. You rip off the head of those marines and strangle them with their own intenseness. You will then unload a clip
into their guts and drown them in their own blood do you get me? Sir we get you sir. They replied in unison. Damn right you
do I yelled. The marines filed off in unison onto the ramp of the thunderhawk dropship. I tapped my mouthpiece signaling the
pilots. The ship began to shake violently as we descended from the bay of the ship. The small cramped cargo area was silent
except for the sound of the pilots punching keys in the cockpit ahead. The dropship lurched forward into the darkness of space.
The mission was simple. Tap into the plague ships data files and find the location of the main chaos fleet. I sat in my seat
weary of extreme turbulence now occurring. The shaking became louder, like a jackhammer the noise was deafening. Were experiencing
some slight turbulence, so buckle up A female voice said over the radio. Minutes later flashbacks filled my head, the foul
stench seeped through the pressurized hull. Marines began to put in their pressure helmets trying to drown out the smell of
rotting flesh.
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