NationStates Jolt Archive

Sol; for millennia it had been avoided by these ancient ships, these great vessels of a far off warlord, who once called the system home. He who was once a great warrior of humanity; who strove to further the light of his lord and master, His Emperor…
Now, the great warfleets of that far off man, draw nearer to their goal. The Federal Union, in distant space their neighbour, has made overtures towards Mars, and that red world sets memories alight in the blood of the Daemon Emperor. There where the Adeptus Mechanicus once dwelt, there where all the secrets of the Old Imperium might lie; and if not…Well, their enemy dwells near…

Upon the borders of the Chronosian Imperium, the fleets gather; the greatest warrior hosts that the Emperor can summon forth. There, the disease encrusted plague fleets of Lucian, loyal to the festering god, Nurgle. Here, the berserk hordes of the warrior, Cabot, he who worships Khorne, who spills blood and takes skulls in his name. And beyond that, the fleets of Remiel, chosen pleasurelord of Slaanesh, he named as Heir to the Imperium, and High Lord of the Black Inquisition. With him comes the great armies of Gabriel, Lord of Chaos Undivided, named as CorpseLord of Hydran. Yet all of them are eclipsed by the glory of the Daemon Emperor; who languishes aboard the Ecstacy of Slaanesh, his flagship; a Devourer of Worlds.

Worlds have burned at his order, entire civilisations and races drowned in their own blood; their ashes trod beneath his bootheels; his great Lightning Claw caresses the hilt of the Daemon Sword; the Runeblade Lifesbane; who contains, bound within, the souls of countless warriors who thought themselves his equal.

To count the full amount of personnel would take a mortal man decades; to count the ships would take far less time. The entire complement of the Imperium’s war fleet is 3000 ships, readying near the borders; with a further 500 dispatched.

As the gargantuan gothic vessels tore through the fabric of the warp, rending asunder space as they found themselves at the edge of the Sol System, they almost gasped in awe, Countless millennia ago this place had been home; and now, they had returned, to grace the War God with their presence, they would begin their diplomatic overtures; till the moment was ripe to rock their neighbour in War.

Mean while the GOD satellites, around the asteroid belt begin, to power up thee forms moving about pointing towards the incoming fleet. In the darkness of space the gleaming grayish white hull shined in the void of space as the Satellites maneuvered in a defensive position.

The main base on the asteroid omega 10.002, was sending out singles as the sensor arrays around the 8 asteroidal colonies detected an enormous fleet rushing in . the pressure and oxygen dome gleamed in the night as a bacon of blue and white it was an enormous city popularized buy 2 million people while smaller domes and other structures extended out wards all inter connected you could see mag tubes rushing all over the asteroid.

A message was sent out :
This is the Union colony capital at, omega 10.002 you are about to violate union space and have already violated neutral sol territory we demand you cease and withdraw or we will be force to open fire.

"We are those who dwelt in Sol before you were fully formed. We take back that which is owed, in His Name, we triumph!" The Communications relays roared in transmission, the Machien God's blessing taking these words to their foes, as the 500 ships advanced on the colonies.

"Open fire" Came the hissed command from the Storm of Tzeentch, the flagship of this assault group. Upon its rune encrusted deck, there stood the Sorcerous Lord of the Imperium's Psykers; Severino. He known simply as Arch Magus.

"Your wish is our command, Lord" The words of his Crew drifted back; servitors invoking switches, scuttling heretic things enacting the sacred verses. The shields were rasied, the weapons crackled into bloody artificial life. This was the way of the Imperium, madness, violence, Chaos.

"In the name of the Dark Gods, we declare you Excommunicatus and Exterminatus, before the sight of the Daemon Emperor and my brother Primarchs."

The communications ceased as plasma weapons roared to life, dealing death in great waves. Warp Cannons crackled to unholy life, resounding with roaring cacophanies of pain, the malignant energies of the Immaterium unleashed; alongside barrages from Orbital Artillery Cannons and missle silos, which lined the gothic edifices that were the Chronosian Warfleets.

The colony commander, rushed out of his office just as Weapons fire destroyed several domes flames racing threw out cities and areas beginning to depressurize, explosions rocked the entire asteroid as buildings collapsed and exploded because of t enemy fire body’s flying every place people running and screaming, the planetary shield generator was still being installed when the invasion hit so it was not fully operational, so only a small area of the colony was protected form most of the fire tat was central military command.

In response to the barrage the G.O.D’s ,and 12 star ships raced over and moved in to potions the G.O.D’s Started charging up and firing there main phased plasma cannons fired in a stream of powerful dull yellow particulate fire, powerful enough do dig a marinara size trench, they fired anti matter missile after anti matter missile coin tainting enough anti matter to yield 5.5 gigatons, meanwhile there phaser beams and phaser pulse cannons also raced out of them towards the enemy capital ships.


The star ships started firing on the lead ship Phasers and photon torpedoes flowing out of there arrays and Torpedo tubes towards enemy ships, crimsion ornage and bolts of fire flew out of the ships.