Brother Librarian Tubular and Brother Chaplain Avanor of the Dark Angels had had some information about some Eldar hiding in a forest near an outpost on Kimmeria. They took some of their force to face the peril.
The scout squad went first and the others kept a straight line to comb the forest for any nonhuman. The scout squad returned with some valuable information and informed the two that the Eldar were coming their way about a quarter mile south. They also told them that the Eldar also knew that the Space Marines were here.
Avanor gave the order to stop and wait for the Eldar intruders while Tubular set up his eight edged skulls in a circle and started to chant. Avanor knew what Tubular was doing, he had seen this before. Tubular called upon the spirits of the warp to his aid, he could feel the energy start to flow and started to feel lighter, so light that it felt like floating. When he opened his eyes he could see his armour hold his body up beneath him. He knew what he had to do. Tubular floated away his body to the south and stopped when he saw the Eldar, there were two Guardian squads, some Reapers, a Falcon, dozens Striking Scorpions, a band of Warp Spiders appearing and disappearing randomly and he barely saw the movement of some Rangers. He looked to the left and there was a squad of wraithguards that looked straight at him. “It’s impossible, they can’t see me” he said. He noticed that one of the Wraithguards said something that he couldn’t understand when suddenly he was pulled back in a frightening speed. He soured through the air straight to north, he tried to stop but he couldn’t, the Farseer’s pshycic ability was to strong. He turned and saw his body come near him at a frightening speed, his eyes widened “Oh no.” He put all what he had to try to stop himself but he failed. He crashed back into his body and flew a few feet backwards. Those who had been watching him ran to him, picked him up and asked whether he was alright. “I’ll be fine! Just let me have that Farseer.”
He told Avanor what he had seen and Avanor gave some orders before turning back to his old friend, “are you sure you are alright?” “I’m fine, but it could have been worse, I tried to stop me but the Farseer was too strong, he would have killed me if I had waited a second longer to turn.” Said Tubular, “but you are alright now my friend, that’s what’s important.” “Yeah, your right. But don’t get too weak, the Eldar aren’t gonna give us some slack.” Avanor grinned and walked to the right flank saying orders through the comm’link..
Sergeant Lucian took his tactical squad to the left flank to back up the two tanks that were waiting for orders while Sergeant Truan took his Tactical Squad to the right flank on the open to back up Sergeant Dammekos’ Devastator squad. Sergeant Godric took his scout squad to the front line advancing through the forest with Sergeant Oberon’s assault squad.
Dammekos saw something moving near the geyser ahead, he picked up his scope, fastened it to his storm bolter and looked through it, he saw that the movement were some Dark Reapers emerging from the steam of the geyser and aiming at them. He hesitated and two of his fellow Marines took shots that killed them while the shot bounced off his own shoulder plate. He shouted in the comm’link “return fire” too his squad. His squad obeyed his order and shot two of the Reapers down. Truan Ordered his squad to fire at the Reapers as well but only one fell as the Reapers’ armours were too thick for the bolts to penetrate easily. Meanwhile Avanor advanced along the Scout squad on the front line but Tubular behind the Assault squad.
Some of Lucians squad were startled as the Whirlwind’s multiple missile launcher fired a missile over them and out of sight. They heard the large booming noise as the missile blew up. Nothing else was heard. No screams, shouts, no nothing.
Lucian peered through the forest trying to see some of the lethal Eldar and was almost thrown back as the Eldar Falcon came into his vision, only a few feet from him, how could he not have seen him. The Predator’s crew had been startled as they didn’t fire at it. The Falcons’ guns fired straight into the Predators front hull pushing the Predator about a feet backwards. The Predator didn’t return fire. Lucian got angry, “revenge our brethren and fire at that thing, brother Moriar. Moriar nodded and shot a krak missile at the Falcon, hurling it to the ground but only for a short time the Falcon stayed still before aiming and fire again at the Predator, pushing it another feet backwards. “Can’t you do better” Lucian screamed at Moriar while he was reloading his rocket launcher. Bolts only scratching the hull of the Falcon. Moriar shot again and now the shot was true. The hull blew open and some of the crew came wandering out of it, stunned and confused. Too late they realised what they were doing, Lucian putted his storm bolter into firing position and those alien skums were purged of life but not of him or his squad. He looked to his left where the shots came from. It was the predator, what was left of the crew had managed to repair the tank and getting it into firing position. “Welcome back” Lucian said over the comm’link. “We were here all the time.” Was the answer.
Meanwhile the Falcon was being destroyed some Guardians emerged in front of the right flank, covered in swifting shadows and steam from the geyser. Dammekos and his squad kept on shooting at the Reapers doing nothing but Truan and his squad blasted the guardians away but there were more to come.
The Scouts advanced through some tough forest belt cutting their way with their chainswords, knifes, swords or what close combat they had under hands when suddenly they were surrounded by some weird feeling and Godric knew instantly what was happening… some warp energy was being summoned. Before he could react to the danger the Warp Spiders had fully jumped and shot their fearsome weapons and thankfully only shot two of them down thanks to their armour. Godric’s squad were scattered and didn’t know what to do as the Warp Spiders had surrounded them and disappearing and appearing rapidly and completely randomly so they couldn’t direct their fire well. Godric saw the chaos and walked to his sniper marksmen standing upright. He took some shots in his armour but they didn’t do anything to his reinforced armourplates. He bent down to them and shouted at them “you are our best marksmen, you are supposed to know where to shoot to kill.” The marksmen were a little startled by these words “we’ve never been in these conditions before brother Godric, we can’t see it where they appear and when they do we can’t get an aim at them before they disappear, I’m… I’m sorry Godric.” The sad marksmen looked down in shame. Godric felt some Warp Energy coming real near him. He turned the way the warp energy came from and at the exact right moment he slashed out exactly when the Warp Spider made the jump, cutting the aliens head and neck clean off. The marksmen looked at Godric and suddenly began shooting to kill. They now knew what to do, the others followed their lead and together they brought down the fierce threat with minor casualties.
Oberon had advanced through the forest and now stood face to face with the fierce Wraithguards and their leader… the Farseer. For a while they watched each other, the Space Marines and the Wraithguards. The Wraithguards seemed slow and tilted their head while they were realising that they were there. The Space Marines looked at each other and smiled. The Farseer emerged from behind the Wraithguards and shouted angrily in some weird language at the Wraithguards that raised their gunnes.”WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR, DYING OF OLD AGE? CHARGE THOSE ALIEN SKUMS” shouted Tubular as he ran towards the Farseer in his Terminator armour blasting two of the Wraithguard with his pshycic powers as he passed, swinging his force axe that crackled with power. Oberon followed the Librarians initiative and charged the Wraithguards. Along came his squad.
The Wraithguards shot at the Space Marines and Oberon himself was hurled to the ground and some were slowed down but not for long. The Space Marines got angry and vengeful when they saw their Sergeant go down and assaulted the Wraithguards in fury. The Farseer threw his Singing Spear at the frightening sight, when the Terminator charged him at great speed but he missed and barely cought it again when it returned. By then Tubular was right in front of the Farseer. The Farseer tried desperately to stab Tubular with his spear but only hit adamantium and reinforced steel. Tubular swinged his Force Axe at the Farseer but it stopped in mid-air, held back by the Farseer’s powerful Runic armour channelling Warp Energy for the Farseers’ aid. Tubular putted all his strength and willpower into getting that darn Force axe closer to that Farseer. The Assault squad needed all their skills to get their blows into vurnerable areas but they hadn’t been succesful this far with only one down and two casualties.
Inch by inch, the axe drew closer. The Farseer knew that he wouldn’t live this fight in pure meelee so he tried to get into the Librarians mind, forcing himself into Tubulars mind but Tubular’s mind was crackling with deadly amount of Warp Energy, and the Librarian would soon be attacked by the creatures of the Warp ‘cause the flow was so great. The Farseer had entered the Librarians mind, messing up Tubulars memories but Tubular didn’t mind, this would soon be over. When only an inch was between Tubular’s axe and The Farseers neck, the Farseer sensed the creature come. He tried to get out but Tubular had blocked the way out, not trying anymore to get his axe into the Farseer’s flesh, only holding the axe in position. The Farseer had walked right into Tubulars trap. The Farseer knew that Tubular knew that there was a Warp creature in his mind and Tubular was luring it into the Farseers mind. The Farseer was too frightened to react when the creature jumped into his mind and Tubular broke the connection right after the creature had left his mind.
The Farseer fell to the ground, wriggling and screaming of pain, begging for help. Tubular watched the Farseer, feeling pity on him. “Repent your doings and I will sease your suffering” Tubular said. The Farseer looked at him and talked some ilunderstandable english. “Ih wil noot Reepant whoot Ih haff succeeded.” And ceased his own suffering by throwing his spirit out of his useless carcass.
At that time, all of the Eldar apart from the Wraithguards fled but were soon cought up by their pursuers. The scouts helped the few assault marines that were left to slay those Wraithguards that were left. When there was only one left cornered against a tree, Oberon emerged from the shadows and cutted the Wraithguard’s head clean off with his chainsword. Oberon looked at the remainder of his squad. “We thought you were dead.” Oberon didn’t answer and they knew that he was in the trance that had saved his life. Oberon’s chest plate was shattered and blood dripped out of his wounds. Oberon fell but two of his squad cought him before he hit the ground. They called for their leaders to get a Thunderhawk pick-up. Avanor answered, “already have.” As he emerged out of the forest covered in some sort of fungus and stepping over the Eldar bodies. “Darn forest. Tubular, remind me to deepstrike the next time we fight in such dense terrain.”