Corruption (WOC/SK) and Retribution (SW 13th company)

[shadownova24]

next to come

Part 3  battle with the death guard.
Part 4  truth of the imperial ships.
Part 5  new home.
Part 6  fortification.
Part 7  TBC

[shadownova24]

Forty white and crimson red streaks fired from Ironwolf, as they flew through space all Astartes were locked in to place within there torpedo's red sirens flashed and a count down clock ticked down to the moment of impact, some of the Astartes only thought of this as a countdown to the kill to come. There was a huge crash and they tore through the hulls of the the infected ships bolts banged as the hatch flew open allowing the crazy frenzied Astartes lose. The worse of the carnage was on the 2nd ship where the 6th squad Wulfen thirty two in total went wild frost weapons rising and falling and the sound of bolter's hitting home every strike and impact dropping the foe in to a heap on the floor, there enemy was a mixture of rotting imperial solders, plague marines formally know as death guard and hulks of mindless plague bearing daemonic beings but the space wolfs did not fear this foe with the horror that had first struck them as they where accustom to the foul stench and grotesque of there mutated flesh from the years spent in the eye of terror.

Bulveye stepped of his landing torpedo and meet his first foe with one sweep from his powered frost blade they fell, his terminator guard and wolves departed and went on a rampage through out the ship meeting up with other boarding squads, with only brief messages over the vox battle channel. Bulveye contacted the Ironwolf and asked for a status update from the three untouched imperial ships "nothing to report my lord they are still lifeless" spoke the vox officer. Torvald taped in to his vox reporting to Bulveye "there seems to be a psychic disturbance coming from the command bridge sir, I would proceed with caution" "thank you, what's your status" commanded Bulveye "ship is cleared of all taint I have just requested stormbird pick up to explore the empty imperial ships" Bulveye chuckled "that was quick proceed and report back" there was no reply there wasn't any need for it some protocol had been disregarded to speed up processes and to keep the Astartes focused on the task at hand.

Bulveye was reaching the command bridge the smell of rotting flesh and humming insects being crushed underfoot of the twelve terminators only two had perished during the combat, The captain on the honour guard had switched on his vox and called for the closest squad to there position to go reclaim thunder-hammers and storm shields from the fallen, this was the way of the 13th company not to leave anything behind. The closer they got to the command deck the more plague bearers materialised from the wall and floor most didn't manage to make it to full form terminator's and wolves cut them down and tore them to shreds, finally the command doors stood in front of them under the corruption they were grey with a name imprinted on them Bulveye tried to rubbed the slime and growth and made out the words Undying this was one of the ships under the command of the death guard, with one kick he smashed open the doors revealing the horror which stood before him, man things joined to the control panels with rotting flesh and rusty cables, he saw no commander but knew there must be one as his rune priest had warned of some psych aboard. And from the shadows it rose up as tall as a primarch and just as wide Bulveye thought back to his own primarch Russ the last time they saw the magnificent man was when he ordered to give chase to Abaddon, he shook the notion from his head and focused on the task at hand killing this tainted warp thing.

"You shall not take my offerings to the great lord of corruption and decay, your years of crusades in the eye of terror are futile and will all be for nothing there is no glory here only your death Bulveye" as the creature took form Bulveye shouted "how do you know of my years trapped in the eye and of my name foul beast" it replied "your disruption with in the eye are well known, but you will fall here by my hand and I will be gifted with the prize of eternal deamonhood for claiming your soul" Bulveye looked around the room seeing his terminators dispatching the few man things that occupied the room and then train there weapons towards the bulky puss ridden thing in the centre of the room. Bulveye howled and flung himself at the mass, it spewed out a dark green bile Bulveye dodging it only a few terminators were hit and two of them melting in to a heap in the floor blending in to the corruption that lay everywhere, he rolled to it side scrambling to his feet his sword rose and fell tearing a huge chunk out of the thing the wound froze open it was unable to close it, shrieking in pain it turned to the Wolf lord swinging it huge arm to hit him it was quick for it size but that didn't phase Bulveye as he dodged and swung at the arm detaching it from the bulk and unloading a clip from combi-bolter. The terminators charged with thunder-hammers crackling with blue electric and hitting home, one was caught in the mass and dragged towards the bulking monster Bulveye managed to cut him free and commanded the guard to stand clear, his fenrisian wolves attacked but succumbed to more bile the monster let rip, Bulveye glanced at the wolves dying howls Bulveye took more swings at the monster freezing each wound as they hit home, the bulk turned grabbing his frost sword freezing where he grabbed it and threw the Astartes across the room releasing his grip on his sword but managing to load another clip into his combi-bolter. Bulveye unloaded another clip into the bulk while rolling around the monster and throwing a few grenades in to the open wounds.

All three grenades went of with a huge bang tearing in to the monster in to multiple parts Bulveye stood over the parts which still moved and twitched trying to come back together, "your end is here traitorous filth" and in that second he grabbed his sword flicked on his flamer and burned the remains. "move out our work is done" Bulveye said to his guard then his vox flickered again it was Torvald "sir I am aboard the imperial ship crew are in status and well you have to come see for your self"
"Ill be there as soon as I can" then hailing the Ironwolf for a stormbird to collect him and asking for the status on the other Astartes on the other ships " your stormbird is on approach and there have been small casualties from the other squads but all traitorous xeno have been neutralised" "very good" he replied turning and making his way to the boarding decks awaiting his ship.

[fatolaf]

Story going well buddy, keep it up

[shadownova24]

Story going well buddy, keep it up

Thanks buddy

Part 4  truth of the imperial ships. Next week

[shadownova24]

Part 4 Truth of the imperial ships

Bulveye and the rest of his honour guard waited with a hint of frustration as there foes had been slaughtered and there battle for now was over, The vox came alive with  the voice of Ranulf one of Bulveye's pack-mates and his personal stormbird pilot signing his approach. With in moments they were strapped in and en-route to Torvald location, Torvald signalled to his brothers aboard the ship "arrival of lord Bulveye imitate, secure the deck and stand ready, we have not explored this ship fully and we have no idea if there are xeno aboard" his warriors spread out standing guard at all door ways ready for there lords arrival and the possibility of a fight. The gleaming white of the lead stormbird only 3 ships in total as others had gone to search the other vessels. Bulveye stepped of his bird waving a hand to his trusted pilot as I sign of respect, turning to Torvald "report" in a soft tone "There are 2,311 imperial solders aboard all in status, no sign of any taint or traitors" "very good but what was so important that you summoned me" replied Bulveye, Torvald had his suspicions about the circumstances that would have had to accrue to allow the plague marines to acquired these vessel's, what battle had they come from what legion or regiment they were on there way to, all these questions bothered Torvald but he shook it from his mind. " Sir we have no idea on the origins of the ships, records have been wiped clean and the markings on which echo through the ship's are not on our database, I have dispatched our warriors to search the ships and report there findings" "and there result" "all the same my lord imperial solders and crew all in status and loading bays full of equipment" Bulveye eyes glowed "equipment show me" and with a wave of his hand one of Torvald warrior loaded up a holo screen with the inventory of the ships cargo, Bulveye scrolled down the list and let out a laugh on the screen before him lay ammunition, ships (stormbirds and thunder hawks) an array of tanks new patterns of which they did not recognise but knew the older models with one tank standing out from the rest twelve The Leman Russ named after the primarch of the space wolves Bulveye wondered to himself why there was a tank named after the primarch and what must of become of him.

All squads had reported in to the Ironwolf where Bulveye and Tarvald now where with in the command bridge, "ships are clean of xeno and taint just imperial crew and supplies are aboard" "secure the status capsules and prepare to release the crew be weary of rebellion they will not of been expecting us, this will be a huge sock to them to lay eyes upon us, and escort them to stormbirds and return to the ironwolf"  Bulveye left the bridge returning to his command room with Tarvald and the ironwolf imperial captain in tow. "We cannot return to the imperium, we have to make our own way in the galaxy in the name of the Emperor of Mankind, we will have the imperial crew man the ships on our behalf and search for a new home to rest for the countless years spent in the eye of terror, rebuild and rearm the company and then clean the galaxy of the chaos and xeno" Tarvald interrupted "what if the imperial crew refuse" "that's why we have the good captain with us, you will be the avatar on which you will relay my orders through and quench and rumours and disbelief among the men and women" the captain saluted and left the room leaving the two Astartes. "Tarvald I have a important mission for you my friend, you are to meet with the apothecaries to ready gene seeds for implantation and search through the new imperial solders and find any which are fit to become astartes for the coming war"
Tarvald nodded his head "very well my lord I will have my selection list ready with in a month" turning and leaving the wolf lord alone with his thoughts.

[shadownova24]

3 grey hunters equipped with bolters and pistols


2 nut job blood claws with pistols and cc weapons


Razorback with twinlinked lascannon and stormbolter

[shadownova24]

PAINTING WHITE IS DRIVING ME CRAZY

[Meals]

PAINTING WHITE IS DRIVING ME CRAZY

Hi-five!!!!

Glad to see you're still plugging through everything! Looking good mate

[maelzch]

That didn't take long! I'm not bored of yellow yet

[shadownova24]

awww still got drop pod/razorback/rune priest and 29 marines plus scouts think ill e-bay them tbh, and for vanquish i will need to get landraider dreadnought and more wolf guard :((

the future looking white and !@%$#%@ grim