Fiction:Grand Seltian War

"This has been a long time coming, has it not? the day the Adresaas snapped, a domino effect will soon take hold, and our galaxy which we have grown used to will have a severe change. Selten will become a battlefield, and long aged demons of metal will take form of mass destruction again, but not towards us no... towards the republic. We the people of selten had hoped they would have learned their lessons the first time, but it seems once and for all, we must end their reign. Who knows how long this battle will last, but I want whatever divine power exists to know, I side with the rebellion, not the dark forces of oppression. This battle will makr the end of an era of supressed hatred and oppression, an era of despicable behaviors and plagues, new light will shed on the ashes of those who keep us down in the dark. Goodbye Adresaas, your clocks have ran its final chime.."

- Captain At'donant

Part 1
The planet of Lyria-6I - a vast, desert wasteland. A planet covered in a sea of sand and dust. It was on this planet where the sons and daughters of Astosein Shrius had constructed one of their great fortress monasteries. It was a great castle, its grey walls and golden ornaments contrasted with the black roofs that topped the fortress. On the landing pads, small ships would land and take off again. In the depths of the building in her own chamber, Tanol sat as one of her sisters came in, carrying a small tray and dressed in the Clockwork vanguards Bloodred robes. She nodded to her superior, and awaited her permission to speak.

Tanol - Well then, girl, tell me - What is on your mind?

Vanguard sister - My Chapermaster, there have been words of the one called At'donnant being alive. He seems to be rallying troops for some sort of rebellion.

The calm expression on Tanol's face twisted to shock when the sister mentioned the name of the Adresaan.

Tanol - So he is alive after all! The man must be rather crippled after I destroyed his leg, and if he has started some rebellion I wouldn't suppose it wouldn't be a bad thing to give him a second chance.

The sister stood still as Tanol once again spoke.

Tanol: Well don't just stand there, girl! Fetch me some paper.

Vanguard sister - Yes, of course, my chaptermaster.

The girl runs off and is soon back, now with a long scroll of old yellowed paper. she leaves it at Tanol's desk and quietly makes her leave.

As in the silence and the little light coming from the candles, Tanol began to write.

'' Once again At'donnant I speak to you

this time not face to face but through a simple letter

I heard that you rallied troops for something if I may ask for what purpose?

and if you truly are on our side I would like to extend an apology towards you and we shall fix the leg I destroyed.

so now we come to the point that I would like to point that if you so are on our side I would like to meet you face to face again. there should be several ways to do so

so meet us at the fortress monastery on the planet of Lyria-6I, you should be able to reach it after a short two day march in the desert since the monastery will prohibit you from using any of its landings spots.

I hope for our meeting to be under better circumstances than the last one and one of the better ways to get here is through travelling with an Outsider.''

Sincerely: Chapter-master of the Clockwork vanguard Tanol Urican

The letter was transferred to Data-slate and then sent out to At'donnant.

A month later, the letter had reached the rebellion empire, and brought swiftly to the leader At'donant, once he received this letter his face twisted into a expression of apathy with a underlying show of personal anger. Putting these emotions aside he told his personal writing assistant to grab a sleet of papyrus and began to speak

''The one named Tanol, I give you my regards to which my benefits of this rebellion.

It is not one just for our galaxy, but one to bring a new monarch to the stand.

My father has stood as an over bearer for long enough now and it is time for change. A change that may bring advancement of my species, this is not as a redemption of myself, but redemption of a new era for the Agatrops kind.

His writing assistant began his penmanship and strikes and streaks of Agatrop dialect had come out on this sleet of papyrus. The assistant worked fast as to not impatient the strong leader that orders him. As ink touched paper the leader began to speak once more, continuing the line of literature.

It is within my greatest benefit to apologize to you about the attack, and to answer your question, yes I lived but not unscathed.

these years of silence from me only thickens the need for a rebellion, my people can not take much more blatant disregard for their well being.

I have come to terms with my fathers abusive and manipulative personality. I plan to be on the front lines of this attack but we must not go shoots fired first, no. there is something that must be done first..

we must head for the center, the center of this grand galaxy to acquire a being that is the only one known to be able to get under my species' skin. This being will be a grand help towards the cause, although I suggest a few select Koalian's reactivate this being, he would see an Agatrops and most likely refuse to extend a hand.

It is in our best interest to use stealth and tactical advancements to make this a clean cut mission.

If we are detected by the very high regarded search and destroy force, we will die.''

The Assistant finished the penmanship soon after his leader vocalized what must be written, this in his mind, is going to be the start of a long crimson war.

Assistant: Sir, is that all? Or is there more.

At'donant: Not too much more my trustful assistant. Ahem.

as a finalized vocalization I give my sincerest regards that we meet at coordinates that will be provided to you through this messages relay.

This has been the rebellion leader At'donant, signing off

As the end of this message had been documented and uploaded to the digital space, At'donant sent fourth some scouts to deliver this face first to the Koalian Territory.

Large ships flew around the edge, most of them marked with the symbol of the Rift Angels but large ships marked with the symbol of the legion flew and so did the ships of the Clockwork Mechanicus. as the Rebellion ships approached the crew of their ship could sense the looming presence of something larger, a ship marked with the shield of the Legion under the shield the banner that read the name of the Ship: Nemesis. as the large ship closed in on the small Adressan ship it sent the communication signal to the Adresaan Vessel

Legion Communications officer - State you purpose, species, and empire if you fail to comply we will act in defense and have you eliminated

Rebel pilot: Here to deliver a important person to the Chaptermaster. We are Adresaas but our empire will stay classified as of now

Rebel Pilot: Our whereabouts and where we are from must stay classified for the safety of our mission

The crew could hear the Communications officer asking his superior in what to do until another Koalian's voice, this one much older talking referring to himself as the captain

Ship captain - Well I doubt that, send it over and well make sure that it is "delivered" now disappear from our territory before you will return back in pieces.

Rebel Pilot: Very well, we will relay the message

The message and coordinates to the rebellion planet is relayed into the ship's databank and the Rebel ship cloaks and leaves the territory

Ship captain - Very well and this letter, we shall make sure it is delivered to the location. Now GET OUT OF MY SIGHT.

The ship leaves the territory and accelorates back to the base

the Legion ships silently returned back to orbit over Lyria-6I to deliver the message to Tanol and the receiving end of it was not the Chapter-master but the first Captain Lucia Stone Thang. reading the letter from At'donnant she noted towards herself "What lovely handwriting" as she stood in the one of the halls a few Legion walked past her as she waved to the commander of the squad wearing the armor of Cyris except the hooded helmet resembled a full Koalian skull

Lucia - Brother Orym, could you come here for a minute? I have a small task for you and a small squad of your legionaries

Orym - What is it Sister? What is that you ask of me and my fellow battle brothers?

Lucia - Let's just say that I would have perfered Nilda and her Chapter to do it but I know you have some good men in infiltration so I am asking you to bring this Adresaan known as At'donant to Lyria-6I. Place him on an Outsider ship heading towards this here, doesn't matter, the Chaptermaster and I have much to discuss with that scum.

Orym - I see I'll see what I can do

The conversation went on for a while till they parted ways and Oryn prepared a small killteam to transport At'donnant to a way for him to get to Lyria-6I.

At'donant was going over a strategic battle stance with the newbie soldiers and was preparing everyone for the stealth mission to the Overlord's Prison

At'donant: Alright everyone, listen, we are not going to be there to shake hands with the Overlord, he will kill us due to our race. Instead, we are here to kill any Republic guards.

At'donant: Now remember, we have that mission and that mission only, no dilly dallying.

At'donant: We cannot afford any mishaps, we must make this a clean fetch mission.

At'donant: Now men, knowing my father and my own race, once we do this, the paranoia will reach critical points.

At'donant: A domino effect will happen, causing first blood most likely, this is when we shall strike.

After a routine training session a guard comes and tells him a vessel is in orbit around their planet, and advises him to stay put while they sort it out.

A transmission beamed to the vessel in orbit and attempted contact with them, in hopes of sheding light on why they come to this place of rebellion.

Guard: What is it you seek in this place, state your business now. are you here with regards from the Republic?

Guard: Do you come here with ill intent?

the Rebels received no answer from the vessel in orbit as it deployed unleashing one drop pod that with speed entered the planet's atmosphere as the pod hit the soil of the planet and opened its long doors. The kill-team emerged five with their long spears two, what Koalians called Terminators on their backs was what seemed to be some form of golden wings as they took of in speed even the Terminators. Without knowledge the first Terminator landed on the rebel base. The sound of its feet hitting the outer perimeter send shock waves through the construct. Soon a second shock wave was heard as the second one landed. After that the heavy steps of the Legion's power armor could be heard through the complex as the up winding of an autocannon and the smell of a heavy flamethrower's fuel.

In the hud of the kill team commander the face of Orym appeared in the corner of his left eye

Orym - Remember brother this is not a Annihilation mission. This is to call it in better term a capture with as minimal enemy casualties as possible. The Terminators I sent with you are there to provide support if things where to turn dire.

Legion kill team commander - Understood brother...

Orym - I shall inform you once more that the target is a Adresaan that goes by the name of At'donnant. It is with the utmost importance that he is brought back to Lyria-6I alive, and how you do it doesn't matter just as the enemy takes minimal casualties and At'donant remains alive.

Legion kill team commander - Understood

Orym - May the will of Astosein Shrius guide you... Orym Out.

The transmission ended the commander informed the rest of his squad of the orders and moved on. Non lethal takedowns where performed towards those who dared to attack the killteam.

the Legion squad slowly approached the area close to At'donant when they where met by the locked door. The room in an attempt at opening it the squad tried with their Spear guns with little to no success. As the flamethrower Terminator walked up to the door, Cracking sound of the his powerfist powering up, and with every hit landed towards it the door gave in more and more till eventualy the door gave in and completely gave in and what could be and not called opened.

The Large Adresaan walks out in order to stop the assault on a door. And looks at them not amused.

At'donant: What is it you seek coming to this sacred place, if you are here to finish off what had been done to me in regards to my attacks on your people, may the void have you afterwards.

15 guards with plasma weapons ranging from hammers to augmented arms that shoot plasma beams show up, in order to protect their leader against his best wishes.

Guard 1: Back off our lands, you use hostility towards this sacred and ancient place. You must have little respect for those that came from before.

Guard 2: You step on our lands without proper communication, if you plan to harm any of our saved peoples. Prepare for a war.

A big behemoth of a guard looking to be about 10 ft comes out and looks at the legions with subtle agitation and intrigue. His footsteps boom on the ground from the weight of his armor and pounds he packs down below. As he stopped to stare at the legion his fangs dripping saliva and poison, he waited for a response.

At'donant: You came here for what purpose.

The dead glance of the Team commanders helmet. he did not say a word instead he pointed his hand towards At'donnant then hit the end of his ax handle into the ground as the four Legion members behind him lowered their spears and the blades started to glow with with energy and guns prepared, The Terminator with The heavy flamethrower looked ready to simply burn them alive.

eventually the Commander spoke

Legion kill team commander - You are coming with us... there is no other choice since this will go 2 ways either you come along peacefully and no one gets hurt or Option 2 you come with us by force and the chance of your Crew surviving is low. you may be using plasma but you are forgetting who we are. We are the legion

Legion kill team commander - so what will it be?

At'donant: It will be option one, but I implore you to leave these people alone, and you must go without detection, the republic must not know of this place

Legion killteam commander - it is already done

As the Commander does a slight movement to one of the soldiers who unatatches a small canister from his belt and pulls the splint so does the 3 other Legionares as the Gas leaves the Canisters the Adresaas in the are start to lose their consciousness as the last thing At'donnant sees before it goes black are the blueish white eye holes of the legion helmets.

Part 2
When At'donnant regained conciusness he could feel the burning heat of the sun on his scales. he found himself placed in a small crater of a orange like sand and rocks. and a feeling of something that he wasn't alone, Climbing out of the crater he could see over the land and little shrubbery and in the distance within a cahin of mooantains he sees a massive castle like structure far of atleast a 2 days walk away from his position.

At'donant used to the sheer wasteland of his homeworld he walked to the castle, having stopped to eat some shrubs and caught rodents to eat during the span of two days.

along the travvle he could see bones and corpses none of animals the bones blonged to the Koalians who atmpted to reach the castle in the distance. many of them had the tag recruit on them giving the inpression of a form of test for people to reach the castle.

as he was setting up camp during the nights he could hear the howls of the possible animalia that beseeched the lands of this planet. He would sit down for the nights but not eat, as he did not need it. He would sit and watch the skies set and fall as though it would breath, arays of color beckoning in the night.

The night brought the cold and the feeling that something was stalking him from a distance grew

As this feeling grew he felt that one was testing what his intentions were, before he packed up he scanned the landscape for future use. He got up and began his ascend to the kingdom in the distance, his scales heating up with the hours, he found near watersource and cool sand to lay in

That is when he saw what had been stalking him sitting on what seemed to be a small clif edge armour camoflauged to the seronding it was fairly tall bipedal and it was certantly not a Koalian.

As he saw this figure he thought to himself, and his leg energy veins began to glow, and he threw away his cane. As he stood without it he grabbed out a energy sword ready to attack if need be.

At'donant: Alright, you have me where you want me, what is it you want? I will not make the same mistake as I had before with being caught off guard.

His energy sword glowing and gleaming from the sun

The figure did not awnser just remained where it where studdying him with it's now vissible burning orange lenses

At'donant: you remain still.. what is it you seek

once again silence but he maneged to recive what he could make out as a slighet wave

At'donant: I see you show no violence, so I will allow the following

As at'donant turned he began walking towards the palace, and had started loosing energy in the robotic leg so began using the cane again. Within the next day of walking he had reached the mounds of tech. Limping foward he ignored the generous gestures from the koalians and Aquillians, preferring to stay to himself. As he walked up the steep hill to the palace, he called out for the gates to open.

as At'donnant stood there calling out he heared light steps walking up behind him not the heavy step of the legion and Vanguard armour but more light, turning around he saw the armor looking at him now standing infront of him he got a better look at the thing, Sharp metalical claws. some form of weapon mounted on the forarms as well as a longranged rifle straped to the back, it looked like the perfect killer as it moved the hand up to it's helmet and started tapping repeatadly

Thing - .-- .... -.--    .- .-. .    -.-- --- ..-     ... - -. .- -.. .. -. --.     - .... . .-. .     - .... . .-. .     .. ...     .-     ..-. .- .. .-. .-.. -.--     .... .. --. ....     -.-. .... .- -. -.-. .     --- ..-.     -.-- --- ..-     --. . - - .. -. --.     ... .... --- - ·-·-·- (why are you stnading there there is a fairly high chance of you getting shot.)

as it looked around and then looked at At'donnant and continiued tapping on the helmet as to relay a form of mesege

Thing - -... . ..-. --- .-. .    -.-- --- ..-     .- ... -.-     -.-- . ...     ..     .- --     -- ..- - .     ..     -.-. .- -. ·· -     ... .--. . .- -.-     -. --- .-.     ... -.-. .-. . .- -- ·-·-·-     .-- .... .- -     -.- .. -. -.. --- ..-.     -... .- -. ... .... .     .- --     ..     .. ..-.     ..     -.-. .- -. ·· -     ..- ... .     - .... .     - .... .. -. --.     ..     .-- .- ...     -- . -. -     - ---     -.. --- ·-·-·-     - .... . -.--     .- .-. .     .--. .-. --- -... .- -... .-.. -.--     .-.. --- --- -.- .. -. --.     ..-. --- .-.     -- . ·-·-·-     - .... .     -. .- -- .     .. ...     -.. .- . .-. .- .-.. . ..     -... -.--     - .... .     .-- .- -.-- (before you ask Yes I am mute I can't speak nor scream. what kind of Banshee am I if I can't use the thing I was meant to do. they are probably looking for me. The name is Daeralei by the way)

At'donant: I am at'donant, if you are wondering, I can tell what you say, and If I get shot then its just another thing I must replace, but this is urgent, I must get in there, so.. Follow if you must

At'donant uses gravity fist to punch in the door with robotic augmented hand to show his hello, and does not care what happens.

At'donant: Apologies for the rude entry, but I was obviously brought here to discuss the logistics of my rebellion.

Daeralei - -. ---    -. . . -..     ..-. --- .-.     - .... .- -     - .... . .-. .     .- .-. .     ... . ...- . .-. .- .-..     --- ..-.     - .... .     .-.. . --. .. --- -.     .. -.     - .... . .-. .     .- -. -..     - .-. ..- ... -     -- .     .- -. -..     -. . ...- . .-.     - .-. ..- ... -     - .... .     -- --- -. . ... - .- .-. -.-- ...     .- .. ·-·-·-     - .... .. ...     .- .-. -- --- ..- .-.     .. ...     -... --- - ....     .-     -... .-.. . ... ... .. -. --.     .- -. -..     .-     -.-. ..- .-. ... . ·-·-·-     .- -. -..     -.-- --- ..-     ... ..- .-. .     -.-- --- ..-     ... .... --- ..- .-.. -..     -... .     -.. --- .. -. --.     - .... .- -     . .. - .... . .-.     -.-- --- ..-     .-- .. .-.. .-..     -- . . -     - .... .     ... .. ... - . .-.     ..-. ..- .-. -.--     --- .-.     - .... .     .-.. . --. .. --- -. ...     ... .--. . .- .-. ... (no need for that there are several of the legion in there and trust me and never trust the Monestarys AI. This armor is both a blessing and a curse. and you sure you should be doing that Either you will meet the sister fury or the Legions spears)

At'Donant: I know that I am needed, and I need them

'Daeralei - .. ... . .    .-- . .-.. .-..     --. --- --- -..     .-.. ..- -.-. -.- ·-·-·-     - .... .     ..-. .. .-. ... -     --. .- ..- .-. -..     .--. --- ... -     .. ...     .- .-. --- ..- -. -..     .-     -.- .. .-.. --- -- .. - . .-.     .- .-.. --- -. --.     - .... .     ... - --- -. .     .--. .- - ....     .- -. -..     .-- . .-.. .-..     .. ..-.     -.-- --- ..-     -.. --- -. ·· -     .... .- ...- .     .- -.     .- -.-. -.-. - ..- .- .-..     .-. . .- ... --- -.     - ---     -... .     .... . .-. .     - .... . -.     ..     .-- --- ..- .-.. -..     .-. . -.-. --- -- . -. -..     ... - .- -.-- .. -. --.     --- ..- -     --- ..-.     ... .. --. .... - (I see well good luck. The first gaurd post is around a kilometer along the stone path and well if you don't have an acctual reason to be here then i would recommend staying out of sight)

At'donant just nodded and walked down the path and went to the first guard and went up to him, saying he is here to see Chapter-master Tanol, for reasons about war plans against The Adresaas Republic

At'donant: I beseach you to consider the possibilities. Tanol had even sent a digitized letter to my Base.

at this moment Daeralei just hit her clawed fist at the back of her helmet causing the front to open up in she looked shocked to here that. but with her face exposed reveled every single scar on her face every single wound inflected by herself in the agony that are the augmentations and inplants needed for the armour she now knew how a berserker felt but she still looked at him with her large orange eyes

At'donant: Huh.. scars, id rather have scars than Tanol's gift

Daeralei - ... . .-.. ..-.    .. -. ..-. .-.. .. -.-. - . -.. ·-·-·-     - ---     ..-. --- .-. --. . - ·-·-·-     - ---     .... .. -.. .     --- - .... . .-.     ..-. --- .-. -- ...     --- ..-.     -.. .-. . .- -.. (self inflicted. to forget. to hide other forms of dread ) -... ..- -     .. ..-.    -.-- --- ..-     .... .- ...- .     ... ..- -.-. ....     .- -.     .. -- .--. --- .-. - .- -. -     - .... .. -. --.     - .... . -.     .... ..- .-. .-. -.--     .-     .-.. --- -. --.  (but if you have such an important thing then hurry a long)

At'donant Walks along the corridors and sees the Entrance hall to

in the distance he heers the knocks ".. ·· .-.. .-..    ... . .     -.-- --- ..-     .- .-. --- ..- -. -..     -- .- -.-- -... . ·-·-·-     -.-- --- ..-     .- .-. -. ·· -     .- ...     -... .- -..     .- ...     ..     .-- .- ...     -.-- --- ..-     .-- .... . .-. . ·-·-·-     ..     .... --- .--. .     -.-- --- ..-     -.- -. --- .--     - .... .- -     ..     .-- .- ...     - .... .     --- -. .     - .... .- -     .-- .- ...     --. --- -. -. .-     -... .     ... . -. -     --- .-. .-. .. --. -. .- .-.. .-.. -.--     .- -. -..     .-.. . - ·· ...     .--- ..- ... -     ... .- -.--     -.-- --- ..-     -- .. --. .... -     .... .- ...- .     .-.. --- ... -     ... --- -- . - .... .. -. --.     .. -.     - .... .     .--. .-. --- -.-. . ... ...     .. ..-.     ..     .-- .- ...     - .... .     --- -. .     - .... . -.--     ... . -. - (I'll see you around maybe. you aren't as bad as I thought you where. I hope you know that I was the one that was gonna be sent originally and let's just say you might have lost something in the process if I was the one they sent)

While walking the corridors, it remind him more and more of his home life, and angrily he punches the wall causing the wall to crack, and his eye twitches as he tries calming himself

At'donant: you old fool... you left me to die so many times, it is time the empire you were sworn in to protect crashes down on you.

standing in the hall aligned by the wall are great statues and towards the end of the hall stands a statue of a great armored Koalian a blazing hammer in one and some sort of ranged gun in the other but soon At'donant's studying of the hall was disrupted as along the hall he could sens something moving something armored but not armed the sound Armor plates voving and loud steps. four or five of them 4 are armed before he knew it the balconies over the statues, on the sides had filled with Koalians dressed in blood red robes their hoods covering their faces and on each side of the staircase 2 Koalians came out one that seemed to be hooded and with a helmeted mask that seemed to resemble a skull, the other one in a Similar armour to Tanol

At'donant: Well it seems I have a welcoming party. I am here on behalf of The Rebellion. I trust by now you know of the scourge selten faces, The Adresaas.

At'donant: I see I come off as-

Orym - SILENCE!

the other Koalian simply put her hand infront of Orym as she spoke in a simmilar commanding tone

Lucia - At'donnant this way there is much to discuss

At'donant nodded and let them show him the way, leg still limping and cane tapping.

At'donant: I apologize for the door

Lucia - oh don't mind that and you wanted to meet Tanol well I am afraid you will have to wait. she is eaither diceplining the reqruits of the Legion to show respect towards her and her "daughters" which to me just sounds like a weak excuse for her to beat up the recruits in hand to hand combat. or she is still talking with that visitor we have here too

At'donant: Ah, well, im sure we can discuss the plans, And im sure it is kind of awkward having an adresaan in this place.

Lucia - most of my fellow sisters thought that too but well Tanol does not really follow the script if it was up to Orym you and your rebel crew would be a pile of ash by now

At'donant: dont underestimate our little crew, its got very passionate and skillful soldiers. but Anyways, i digress. if it is too much to ask, could I get some tools for my leg, I have some tinkering to do on it before we discuss anything.

Lucia - you know we can fix that for you

Lucia seemed to call on something as what seemed to At'donnant a abomination more machine than Koalian dressed in red robes outlined

Lucia - this is a clockwork mechanicus Adept he will help you

At'donant hesitantly limps over to greet the Mechanicus

Adept no need for such need for such

as several of the extra mechanical arms started to studdy the structure of his leg and eventually looked up and said "alright I will have a replacemnt done within the hour"

Lucia - you see I told you there was no need to worry

At'donant questions on what hes doing, but nonetheless relaxes and lets them do what must be done

At'donant: oi, what is going on?

adept I am constructing a blueprint for the replacemnt leg... blueprint complete sending it to Kyros now... your new leg will arive within the hour

At'donant: er... thank you. While that is being constructed, Lucia was it, shall we hold a meeting?

Lucia - you should await Tanol first

as they stood in the long hall 2 rather familiar showed them seleves walking side by side, wearing heavy powerarmour hoding spears wristmounted heavy weapons they walked forwards towards Lucia and At'donnant

At'donant watches as they walk up to him and lucia, with intriguement, and contempt

At'donant: er, hello? who may you two be

The two knights just moved a side to show the one who wrote the messege in the first place. A false smile was given towards At'donnant

He could sense the falsity inside the gesture and gave a look of apathy, the worst thing to be given to someone in his culture.

At'donant: Tanol.

Tanol - well then let's get to it you wished to have this so called Overlord freed well the thing is that is probably an imposibility on our part but we can do our best to weaken the numbers of the Adresaas

At'donant: It will be done, do not see things as impossible. You saw me living as impossible. But you were wrong.

Tanol - our perceptions on what can be seen as imposible varies

At'donant: That may be, but from what has been recorded, your people are connected to the 'rift' correct?

Tanol - what do you know of it. trust me if i find out of you rebbles working with the likes of the scum that i once would call brothers in arms but turned 10,000 years ago I would be more than happy to execute you right here and now.

At'donant: be that as it may, this is the current. And your links can very well be what reawakens an old dwellers of ancient fued. Older than you, older than The Adresaas. Your links serve as a way to wake up the sleeping monstrocity that plagues the adresaan worries.

Tanol - that is highly unlikely. the only thing our link has proven to do is to make some of us able to shot forms of psychic projectiles and sorts.

At'donant: Then it may be written off, but If I may suggest, we take this to a place where I can show the

Lucia - no need there is a table over there

At'donant: Alright

At donant walks over to the table and sets down a large pad which brings up a way into the 'Prison'

At'donant: This place holds a old evil, one that raised up my species millenia ago, they had finally snapped at one point and slaughtered much of the empires inside Selten Galaxy. For years they had left it dead and lifeless. But it was my species that started a war with them and caused both sides heavy losses, nearing the Republic to extinction, which no Empire had been able to do after.

At'donant: My kind trapped the ferocious beings called Mekkani in tomb worlds. They will not open unless the overlord I mentioned has been awakened. One with the capability to tap into its soul from outside the energy shield keeping it locked away will be able to speak directly too him..

At'donant: I have figured the more brute way to release him would be to cut off the energy that keeps him contained, once this is seperated, he may be able to reconnect to the fallen of his vast empire left in the tombs. The Adresaas Leaders will be too focused on dealing with the Swarm of mekkani, and we will be able to get as many of my people to safety. They do not like what our race has become and wish to leave the republics grasp.

At'donant: Now.. we must bring together selten into unity to bring them down.

with a slight nodd of understanding Tanol answered

'Tanol - I can only say that you have mine, Lucia and my knights support but you are gonna need more. Here in selten I lack the power and I don't think Orym is willing to work along you. unless...

She went silent for a while then her eyes lit up or a second when she realized what must be done

Tanol - Unless you convince the ancients. Present your plan for them, let them judege you. And don't worry if they seem to be a bit to say Slow. They thought with Astosein Shrus back in the day. and one last thing don't be frightened by their aperance.

Lucia not many of the ones that come here get to meet the ancients so when you talk to them you shall have the outmost respect. but you should have that anyways since you will be taken to the inner sanctum of this place

Meanwhile in the Tomb sector

''the large mechanical sphere of a planet a empty husk of it self now housing millions of sleepers. The Tombs was lit with a faint green, inbetween the collums of sleeping Mekkani flew massive constructions like three legged monsters with sawlike jaws flew and keept the maintinence of the world.

in the far reaches lay a large sarcofagus like construct along the large staircase up to it stod Active mekkani armed with heavy spears and strange weaponry. As a Decreped broken down one crawled his way up the stairs his extra limbs aiding him in the climb. His boddy Emmited a Signal that gave the sound of authority of lordship as the Sarcofagus split itself the broken one tok his steps in. as from the Sarcofagus Several mechanical tendrills started to tare the old body apart untill nothing but the head was left. a faint glow of blue emited accrus the dark throne room as the Tombworld started to reconstruct its sectors Warlord the one whos name was feared in the olden days of selten the one known as Seshereh the eternal.

His Body was Reconstructed from his old one. as he was droped down he let out a low mechanical chuckle as he spoke in his mechanical voice "Across Countless Centuries I have seen Civilisations manifest and crumble trurly arrogant Empires they intrud one our tombs we may have guided some in the olden days but now no more, I wish to see this Galaxy rise with intention of peace but for that the overlord protocol must not be reboted nor released... but however WE SHALL RE AWAKEN!" as he finished his speach he moved his taloned hands and the tomb lit up fully ship engines started awakening protocols initiated and soon the Tomb went online as so he turned to a map of Selten red glowing dots showed the location of every tombworld in the galaxy but only a handfull of them could be reawakend by his power and Reaweken his worlds Seshereh did. As the Tombs initiated monolithic pylons sprung from worlds Ling dead mekkani sprang to life as Several planets cracked revealing massive monolithic Structured ships it was a army of billions of Immortal machines and they had one target the Adresaas Republic and any oposition or interferance would be Eradicated.''

At'donant: Well, i will try to show respect, but this is urgent to try. and if it fails, well I guess we are going to have to fight from the center

At'donant: But remember, I am not here to play to everyones emotions on this mission, if someone is severely wounded, we leave them.

At'donant: its only for the survival of the rest, once the war is over, we will come back and give the family of those whose fallen the closure they need.

At'donant: but, thats beside the point if they allow me to continue my plan. Let us go to the ancients then?

He says as he looks to Tanol and Lucia with a apathetic look upon his face

they took him further into the Fortress where At'donnant could se several Koalians reading studdying sparing. one hour of waling later they Arrived. "the Innner sanctum of the Fortress monistary" Tanol said

'Tanolyou may enter alone but do know you must shed your shell as we say wash yourself.

as she hands him a long black robe and points at the door.

At'donant looks at the robe with contempt and heads through the door, squeezing the robe over my boney plates, almost causing a small tear due to his chitin and tusks

Steping in is a large hall the only light that is let in is from under the large door and the high windows that shine lights on the Sculputures of Armoured Koalians and large machines. under some of the statues rest names and ranks in the distance heavy mechanical breathing can be heard.

At'donant looks to the sound of the breathing and continues to walk looking at the ranks and names

At'donant: hmm... classy. These were grand warriors.

At'donant walks to the end of the large hall to the mechanical breaths

as he reaches te end Torches light up two large machines sit on thrones they reminded him abit of the terminators but these where way larger. they could probably Crush him with a step as ones head moved and in a echoing tone it spoke

Ancient: - who sent you?...

Ancient2:- We are the eternal watchers of this we live and in death we still serve. I am the one they Call Ancient Nidur once known as Nidur Warfang.

Ancient: I am ancient Shen'kir once known as Shen'kir Trentre

The names rang a bell in At'donnants head they where two of the statues that where raised in the hall.

At'donant: I am. At'donant, of the rebellion. I was sent here by Tanol, your ancientness

ancient Shen'kir: I see we have heard of you. we have awaited you Tanol Arrived this morning but what is it that you seek?

At'donant: I seek to end who casts away the people of this galaxy. The republic.. They are evil ministers of war, who must be snuffed out.

Ancient Nidur: so the Traitors have returned Brother the ones that have fallen  to the lords have returned we shall end them.

At'donant: if I May interject.. I wish no harm to befall the citizens of the republic, for they are kept in mental chains by the republic. but The governmental figures of the Adresaas must be slewn.

Ancient Nidur: So it is not the traitors but is it aid you seek. since Aid we can provide but not in force there are one leader of another chapter here too at a planet in the Sigmar System. we shall assembel the power of the legion in the honour of our gene father we shall aid you

as the armless giants rose from their trhones as ancient Shen'kir calls out in his mechanical voice "Alfar Get us armed We are going on a new Crusade"

At'donant: Then I shall see you on the battlefield, Nidur and Shen'kir

Ancient Nidur: we won't be alone for you see the one allowed in to arm us shall join this crusade and alfar brings a army now of the the Sigmar System.

At'donant nods with a walks away with a wary body motion.

as he walks off he sees a red and white hood as well as Koalaian that seem brain dead on them hang long notes maneging to catch a glimps of one reading Murderer as they are heavaly body augmented and they are carrying several weapons that could never be carried by a singel unit. Outside only Lucia could be seen as she looks up and asks "So how did it go?"

At'donant: It went exceptionally well, now is the time for less banter and time for war plans..

At'donant: Lucia.. whats known about my new leg?

Lucia: well for all I know it should arive anny minute now so if you head over to the medical wing the medical staff shall prepare for it. She rose up and started moving in the directen of the medical wing and with it the sun had started to set evening sunlight flooded the large windows walking past a large valve Looking in one could see Orym on a raised area with what looked like one undread legion warriors as he spoke his voice boomed over the croud

Orym: What is your duty? Legion warriors:To serve the Empires will!? Orym:What is Empires will? Legion warriors:That we fight and die! Orym:What is your duty? Legion warriors:To serve the Empire will!? Orym:What is Empires will? Legion warriors:That we fight and die!

as it Repeated His soutinggot more violent yet the warriors awnswerd in compleate unicen behind him was a large painted area depicting a Large Koalian hemmer in hand as he goes against a fear full creature. he finished he asked them

Orym:Without the Dark, there can be no Light, Legion warriors:We have purpose Orym:Without the Lie, there can be no Truth, Legion warriors:We have purpose Orym:Without the War, there can be no Victory, Legion warriors:We have purpose Orym:Without the Death, there can be no sacrifice, Legion warriors:We have purpose Orym:Without the Hope there can be no Future, Legion warriors:We have purpose Orym:Without the Loyalty there can be no one chapter, Legion warriors:We have purpose Orym:Without the LEgion, there is nothing,... Legion warriors:And we would have no purpose

once again the warriors answered in unicense. Lucia stood like frozen looking at them the kneeling mas of warriors as she mumbeled something alon ghe lines of "Do not fail your Brothers. Though their bodies die, their spirit must return to the Chapter. That is your charge." and she just stood and looked

At'donant Looked at him with a memory of his father spewing his words out over his citizens in his earliest years of reign and with a grunt he tunes them out

then Lucia turned her head to face At'donant

Part 3
Among the crowds of guards at Adrealis' home palace sits down the emperor of the republic on his thrown Ardius. Climbing up past the guards a whistle blower goes to ardius with news to spare.

Anesse: Sire, my lord. Your son lives.. and he prepares a army to bring down the republic.

With a large grunt the old monarch stands and grabs his energy sword and uses it to stand still. With a long exhale he looks down at the young Adresaan and wavers him off to go back to the slums to which he comes.

The old monarch walks down the hall to his balcony and rings a large siren that alerts the peoples of Adrealis to come to the beneath of his balcony. Soon reporters prepare to broadcast his speech that is in preparation.

Ardius: My people.... It seems that my only kin left, At'donant.. Has betrayed us once more.

Gasps are heard among the crowds and scoffs of people who are unsurprised

Ardius: but that is not all, he wishes to free the Mekkani..., he wishes to bring back those who killed so many of us.

Ardius: HE WISHES TO SLAUGHTER US. And he just might.. he is gaining allegiance from people of our own blood, and even Ktorsau, Lsjanpodi, and many more..

Ardius: we will not let this happen, from this point further. WE WILL RISE! WE WILL FIGHT AS IF OUR ANCESTORS AND WE WERE ONE!

People murmur in the crowds unsure of where he is getting at.

Ardius: We have recieved news that the tomb worlds on the western side of our galaxy have begun to stir.. People have been killed.

Ardius: from this point on.. our main goal, is to militarize once again! we will not back down! I IMPLORE YOU TO VOLUNTEER FOR THE ARMY.

as many of the screens around them flickered speakers giving nothing but static

Ardius: if we find anyone.. ANYONE, Who dares betray the republic or join my kins revolution, you will be slaughtered like the dogs you are.

as suddenly a low raspy voicefilled the air..

???: They... are.. comming... for you...too... free... me....

a horrid cackle felt the air as the voice spoke again this time deeper and moredirect with less static "I hope you are all ready to die" the screens showed the mark of the mekkani glowing in faint teal.

The factories that had been closed down during non-war time spans began to come to live, and so did the workers who at the time had no jobs began to their factory positions. Slowly Adrealis and all of the republics planets began to light up with the smell of manufacturing in the air.

In the Medical wing the medical crew had just recived the leg prestine a fine cut white wooden box though it was way to large for just one leg and mounting. in this room stood a legion warior dressed in white his hands whas covered in all sorts of medical equipment a large lenze glowed red over one of the eyes several of the medical staff as Lucia did a small bow and said "Apothecary" the whte armoured warrior bowed and said "First captain Lucia it is always an honour shall we beggin"

At'donant walks up with Lucia and sees her bowing so he does the same, creaking being heard from his scrap on the robotic leg

At'donant could feel what could almost be described as a reasuring smile from the Apothicary yet his helmet showed no emotion as the apothecary asked once more "so At'donant shall we begin?"

At'donant gives off an emotionless nod and lets the process begin

as he is placed on a medical table as the removal of the Mechanical leg started with high percisoon and speed the Apotecary stared his work yet the large armoured hands he worked with the percision of having a thousand smaller hands doing the jobb as the mounting of the leg came of the flesh around it seemed wrong almost Infected. under his breath the Apotacary whispered to himself "by the lord of Order this is not good" and then waved to one of the medical staff he walked forwared getting something whispered in his year running of and shortly returning with a large syringe. the Apothicary looked at At'donant then with a clam voice asked him

Apothicary: so how long has the wound been infected?

At'donant: Long enough for it to have taken a toll, I have not had the money to get proper medicine to wipe away the infection, only stabalize it, as you can guess. Being a rebelling leader is usually not very cost effective..

the Apothicary looked the sun reflected i the lenses as he said "I see" as he jabbed the syringe into his leg and and started to finely cut away the flesh to make a good foundation for the mount in in the shape of a semi sized metal cylinder was placed around the leg. as a mounting and almost merging with his flesh stains of the blood of At'donant could be seen on the armour when he was done. he left him a small tube of pills labelled under Antibiotics then facing the one in red robes and saying "well he is all yours now"

At'donant sits their patiently and starts popping the pills to cure the pain and infection

At'donant: god do I wish I still had Talcor..

Eventually the clacking of the sharp legs of the Magos appeared in his tentacle like mechanical arms he held the box face glowed with three large glowing lenses and the rest was covered by some sort of breathing aid as he looked at At'donnant and told him "hold Still" as he shoved the leg onto the mounting with brutal force. through things At'donant could feel something grasping for parts inside his leg. and suddenly it felt like he never lost his leg at all. the Magos backed up and looked at his work a 99.9% perfect replica made in a white coloured metal it gave of a faint pulsig blue light on parts. handing the box to him to let him take parts of its conntents.

At'donant: Aye.. this does feel better. and it deffinetely looks better

At'donant takes a few of the parts and also saves them for his sword to tinker on

At'donant: Will I need my cane anymore?

The Magos shakes his head as he awnswers " well maybe.. it mainly generates energy from the armour that was provided and the kenetic energy from walking so I would recomend keeping it around"

At'donant: Aye, ill keep that in mind.. Now, Am I able to leave, I have some plans to discuss. And I thank you for this gift.

the crew gave him of as the realisation hit At'donant he had no way of gettingof this planet

At'donant: hnnrgh.. guess Ill have to make arrangements..

One of the people that seemed to be stationed in the medical room just semingly had sneeked up on him as she said "Umm I think Tanol said something along the lines of that she wanted to talk to you once more then she went of Probably to one of the training rooms" she seemed confused " they are as she pulled up a map of the conplex here past the Knight hangars and you walk past these and the enterence you took to enter the innner sanctum."

At'donant: aye thank you miss, Ill see myself out then

At'donant bowed thanking her like a prince would and walked out of the room and down the corridoors past the knight hangars, making a mental note to explore this place more after the war, but something gave him a nagging feeling this may be it. Walking into the whole Knight hangar he could see massive machines a Insigna covering most of them Atmour plates hanging neatly on areas weapons large as veihacls sit in racks for what he could see some where swords thers where hands he could even see what looked like a massive chainsaw. as a bone chilling screach could be heard. looking up to one of the Machines this one was still armoured and armed. a top hatch was opened as there where people pulling a Koalian out of it he or she it was hard to tell from this distane was ccrying and screaming loudly demanding to be let back in almost panicking as some Koalians showed up semingly injecting something into the neck and the spertic one semingly went limp. the rest of the hangar was more or less empty with the exception of your normal legion warrior or half armourd machine.

At'donant: What the hell is goin on?

noone answered his Question only simmialr Koalians as he had seen in the Inner sanctum could be seen they did their job of the removal of armour and helmet of the machine.

At'donant: anyone know where tanol went? she wanted to speak..

no answer but there where some signs pointing towards a training area

At'donant walks to the training area they point to expecting nothing but a bunch of lanky koalians fighting

when he enters he sees a couple of Koalians most of them in smle training gear no armour in the distance he sees Tanol as she seems to be figthing what can only be assumed to be Orym. scars form a somat skull on his face and INplant cna be seen most over their flesh that is visible with ease Orym seems to get the upper hand in the hand to hand combat

At'donant watches the spar with little interest, but watches nonetheless

Tanol mainly blacks and dodges the heavy attacks of her opnent placing hard punches when needed as she eventually delivers a hard Kick to the jaw but it hits the chest area of her aopnent and making Orym fall after it she said to him "well you fought good though you still need to train more to beat me" giving a sligth look over her shoulder seeing At'donant.

At'donant gives a slow clap

Tanol: "well I see you have gotten your leg fixed and well I hope the Knights in the hangar didn't spook you"

At'donant: of course not. And yes, the leg feels good.

Tanol: you sure that the screams did not put you at unease?

At'donant: It did not but atleast you cared enough to ask

Tanol: "well yes because one feels quite bad for the Princepts that get Addicted to the link. you see they are mentaly linked to the machines in a simmilar yet much different way to how most of us in the legion and Clockwork vanguard have a link with our armour. but I truly called you here becasue I wanted to ask you what the answer of the ancents was and well if they gave any other orders etcetera"

At'donant: uh huh. anyways what is it you wished to speak about.

Tanol: as I said I wanted to ask about what the Ancients answer was and if they gave you.. us any other orders

At'donant: well, we are heading to arms shortly, so be prepared.

"any more information?" Tanol asked clearly intruiged on this. "since the ancients see this part as weak and to small for a reasonably sized crusade"

At'donant: that is all they would say, is that they are headed to battle, no morei nformation was given

At'donant: ah! right they were also goin to the sigmar system

Tanol's face went blank when she heard that name as she just looked lost and just walked away. Orym rose to his feet once more and confronted At'donant his face calm as he just said "she hates that place but I shall take you there the Ancients probably wants to recive the Aid of the Rift angels chapter. it is funny since their Chapter master looks abit like a younger Tanol kindof. no one really knows where she now though but there are ways. you willing to join. and if you want to reqrouit more shady people well the stations of the planets there have a good ammount of outsiders."

At'donant: my people are not 'shady' they are casted away from the republic..

Orym: "and the outsiders are self exiled planetfearing space mechanics that are exeptionaly good at helping people find salvation... with a bullet in their head.... You up for this we will take of at dwan"

At'donant: I Am up for it

"good" Orym said as he walked away in anoter dirction. after Orym was gone from somewhere At'donant couöd here a light taping on something simmilar to sharp claws hitting stone

At'donant followed the sound of the claw tapping as it sounded familiar

eventually the tapping turned into a pattern like a messege ".-- . .-.. .-..    .-.. --- --- -.- ...     .-.. .. -.- .     -.-- --- ..-     .-- .. .-.. .-..     -... .     .... . .- -.. .. -. --.     --- ..-. ..-.     .- --. .- .. -.(well looks like you will be heading off again)" as looking up seeing a familiar creature drop down lacking the armour the scared body showed  cuts and wounds yet functioning fragile yet some how extreamly ressiliant.

At'donant: yes it seems so, Last time we met, I was unaware of how things will turn out.. Now it seems This is the end

as dareal brought outsomething that seemed like a notepad and wrote something down and turned it over Daeralei: I see by the way would you care for a match. I could use the training. I already know where to hit you and your kind with a bullet to kill you I want to know where to hit to deal maximum damageä

Daeralei: --- -.- .- -.--    - .... .- -     -- .- -.--     .... .- ...-. -.-. --- -- .    --- ..- -     - .... .     .-- .-. --- -. --.     .-- .- -.-- (okay that may have come out the wrong way)

At'donant: do not worry. My kind is used to their scraps, especially when hyped up on talcor, they may try to attack a innocent person.

At'donant throws away his sword on the ground

At'donant: That being said.. I could use a break from all the stress.

At'donant: fists and talons only

Daeralei did a nodd. as she Moved with speed towards him forwarding her hand the slender Fingers almost digging themselves in between the chitin plates With a hiss and a grunt, At'donant moves his body weight away out of the way and grinds his feet claws into the ground and closelines her with his chitinous forearm, Daeralei atempted to dodge but was just to slow, with a move of his waste he slashes at her with his taloned hand and attempts to headbutt her with a just precise movment back and a simple yet suprising feat of strenght from the frail looking body at'donant felt as he in the attempt of heabutting was thrown down into a body slam, At'donant Surprised falls on the ground with a thud, but he is quick to get back on his feet spare the small limp not being used to his new limb. Daeralei letting out what sounded like a mute chuckle she was getting quite cocky with this, as she was getting cocky this was her mistake as the male Adresaan body slammed her against the wall using his armored forehead to headbutt her efficiently. The pain was Immense far worse than anything she had felt so far and with a devestating screach At'donnant could see how many of the other Koalians started running others covering bleeding ears. as he heard "the Banshee she is gonna blow this is not good", At'donant backs up and prepares for an attack, the sound not as bad for him as it was for them, but still effectively disorienting him causing him to hiss. Pain still over whealming she Gets up close to a wall Smiling as she starts to tap it "... .... .- .-.. .-..    .-- .     -.-. .- .-.. .-..     .. -     .-     -.. .-. .- .-- ··--··(Shall we call it a draw?)" as she falls over clearly out of breath At'donant sighs and hisses at the ringing and speaks up "I believe we shall"

as a slow clapping could be heard somhow standing in the distance like a ghost not clear nor exisitng as it spoke in it's strange tones "bravo... Clearly magnificent show of your skills." it walked up to him or it more floated "I can see that you're still a fighther k’ali yetegebalachewi indeed verry interesting oh Don't worry I am in your mind"

At'donant sees the shadowy figure and recognizes its shape and form and growls, he shakes his head.

Mekkani: You can't get rid of me that is the thing you lack perspective. you see we could probably with only a small fraction of what is awakend probably eradicate your kind and start over but that is the question do we really want to start from scratch.

At'donant: eventually we all will start from scratch.. The void may have me and my kind, but not you mechanized demons. I have what you dont, and that is physical freedom.. but I am certain that whomever releases you, plans to utterly rid Selten of the filth you cause.

At'donant: you can ride along in my mind, and watch as that who trapped you, uses you.

At'donant: I may not be smarter than you overlord, but I am a physical being, with physical feelings, that knows in the end there will be no space for you and I.

the machine grabbed itself by the chest and let out a greavious mechanical cackle after it had finnished its forrid laugh it spoke once more mekkani. truy ignorat of you to assume that i am like him for un like him i see the world and the numbers different. but well let me introduce myself to you At'donant I am known as Seshereh the eternal I was there several million years ago when your kind started this. or perhaps i wasn't memories are such strange things.

At'donant: It does not surprise me if my kind started all of this, but what does surprise me, is why you hold on to the past when there is so much to give in the future. you see many different most probably, but in the end you are no different

At'donant: now, if you exuse me, I have more important things to think about, than a old rusted bucket who has used up its purpose.

Seshereh the eternal: you seem to lack the greater picture. How is it that one says it now When all you have is a hammer all your problems beggin to look like nails. I am pruposing a different solution that involves millions of years in the making a plan a strategy that is formed from the change in our strategies since the beggining of the war. we are offering you a way for your war to end.

At'donant: and what may that end be?

Seshereh the eternal: not releasing the Overlord, Corrupting the Overlord Precept, making sure that the overlord remains in the system but never in a physical body and uploading a mass protocoll at the center freeing the traped ones starting a new agge of prosperaty but the full plann of how to do so will be revealed in due time. Now I belive you have a Lady to tend to and something in the Sigmar system to do. we shall meet in person once and for all

At'donant: so it will be.. now begone for the time being

At'donant walks off out of the room to find the way out of the training rooms, and ends up at a receptions office.

Part 4
At'donant keeps walking and ends up walking out to more open rooms, and finds himself lost in the sprawling halls of the Fortress. Walking over bridges in some spiers ending up att the Artilery batterys where most koalians they did not look like the legion warriors they where a bit smaller and wore more easaly wearable combat armour

At'donant: ah, hello small soldiers

Koalian Soldier: Yeah what can I help you with?

At'donant: I don't know where to go, so can you point me to where The exit is or atleast where the docking bay is

Koalian Soldier: well It is back the way you came from. or well it depends on which docking bay or landing zone you are reffering to the fortress has severall.

At'donant: well, nevermind I think I got it.

Koalian Soldier 2: well since this place is also used by House Betillon for their knight you could try to go to one of the workshops tey have where they are working on the armorments of their knighs. they are probbably able to help more than us

At'donant: alright Will do.

At'donant walks down the hallways till he reaches the workshops and goes down the hall of shops to find one for technology and weaponry and goes in looking at all the skinny nerd Koalians

At'donant: Hello. I would like to use a spare shop to tinker till the time comes for war.

Hanging in the sealing attatched to some chains was massive blade as a Koalians head peared from over it his face covered in gogels in the back of his head where sveral cables as he jumped down infront of At'donnant the blade crackeled with lightning

At'donant growls and his tusks give off a gleam of stained blood from my meals while stuck out in the planet, He huffs out his nostrils and speaks "Get out of my face. Please" He says with contempt The Koalian infront of him doens't seem to give all ass he lets out a small shucle an puts a rolled object Lights it. drags it back a third of the way then Blows the smoke upwards. then looking down on At'donant saying "I don't think so monsieur for you see you are in my workshop here me and my students of ranks Baron down to Squier work on improving their weapons armour and so on myself well monsieur I am way past I am the grand master of House Betillon and you monsieur are intruding" At'donant gives off a aggrivated grunt and takes out his energy sword "can you make this be of a stronger metal, it is worn and needs polishing, plus the energy is running out so I would like to switch it to Plasma" He says with a sigh and picks at his teeth he lookes at the sword the n back at him and said"oui indeed i can monsieur but first i need your name" At'donant looks at him with a sigh and speaks nonchalantly "i am At'donant, of the Adresaas Rebellion" grand master: "That name tells me nothing monsieur At'donant I am Grand master Boniface Jégou of House Betillon it is my job to take in Princepts. train them and make sure they don't damege these beatuifull créations." At'donant: well I do not know what you want, I gave you my name, That is all I am willing to give the grandmasters eyes squinted as he looked at the Adresaas then said "no wait i do remember you your that one that dropped in to the combat area yound Gervais told me about seeing a strange creature out there and now well you in here som of the higher ups must really like you monsieur" as Boniface Jégou took another drag of the object he had in his hand blowing the moke upwards once more. At'donant: Its more we share the same goal, we want to take down the republic. For the greater good

Boniface Jégou: I see yet you walk in to my workshop like you own it you could have knocked

At'donant: that may be true, but I am not good with sublty

Boniface Jégou: now that we have been properly introduced I may as well use the workshop with care. but do show some respect to the other working here. they are more or less a bit more tourtured souls. 3 hours ago we had to remove one from the interface as she quickly got herself addicted to the link. when we pulled her out She was kicking and screaming. ike a Mother pulled away from her child. *chuckle* it is strange how a device in the back of your head can change you in so little time.

At'donant: aye I can believe it, you koalians haven't seen what my government did to its own people with addictive substances.. Ive seen it first hand. But thats besides the point. I believe after this I must go off this planet to recruit more peoples. Now, may I use your tinkering station.

Boniface Jégou: "Oui monsieur  just watch the Chainsword over head"

At'donant gives a nod and holsters his sword and heads into one of the work stations and places his sword in a holder, making a mold of it and takes it out. on the station there is signs of reacent usage curcit boards lenses alot of things and a small diagram that shows a part of a large head tubes going into it from each side and the diferent cameras in the eyes etcetera. He soon puts on goggles to keep the chemicals and plasma out of his eyes while he works. He takes down some alloys he recognizes and melts them down into a malleable metal. He throws in his own concoction of metals into it and pours it into the two faces of the sword blade. Chiseling his family name into it, he begins working on the plasma emitters in it and finishes it up within 5 hours. He steps back and also attatches a built in sheeth to his robotic waist to holster the sword when not drawn. in the distance he can hear light chatter of what he can asume to be of the pilots Some are wearin what can be asumed to be some form of armour others mainly wear light clothing but all have in common a large inplant at a back of their head with several long wires and cables sticking out. Intrigued he stops his work for now and walks out to join in on the conversation with his cane at hand. "So, whats all the chit chat about?" he sais with sincerity in his voice one that seems to be quite young Answers "oh this mainly just discussion of a new development of combat between the Knightly houses" another one tones in "you see most of the Knightly houses work independantly with allegience example he and I are not affiliated with House Betillon. we are of House Mévouiret. and you must be that At'donant I hear miss Tanol keeps getting irritated about. I am Nadira I have the rank of Knight. it is funny that these two houses shall battle but oh well I shall kickem back to Belyea."

anotehr one shows up clearly older fully armoured as he lookes her dead in the eys and says "it is Pronounced Bélea and you shall not be so stuck up for you serv with thse who seem morlally wrong" then he turns to At'donant looks at him shakes hi hand and says "bonjour monsieur At'donant i am Baron Ignace of House Betillon I hope this house shall be in aid of freein this galaxy"

At'donant: Aye it will. And I hope for a good battle along the sides of the koalians and aquilians I believe. Though do not underestimate my father, he could have people in here with eyes and ears telling of what we are doing. Hopefully that is not the case, but it could be so be alert. This time is precious as we are soon to be going into a full galactic scale war by the start of the rebellions attacks.

Ignace: I see our house is mainly fokused on ground based combat Anti-tank and air if you say.

As the koalian looks over to a large device in the shadowed corner of the room and with a smile upon his face he says "Do you think you have what it takes to atempt at beeing a princept?"

At'donant: No clue, I only needed this place to tinker and fix up my weapons, and I still have things to work on, such as my leg. c

Ignace: you see it is safe no inplants needed we do a simmilar thing to what the legion do with their armour but with your brain minus the whole inplants and all all you do is sit in it and we'll see if you can handle the machine.

At'donant: and what does this machine do? Does it link me to the same think you koalians link yourselves too.

Ignace: kind of yeas but it works differently you are gonna unconciuslly link up to a knight out in the hangar via this device the knight will respond in a certain wave and if your mind is strong enought you will be able to as we call it Tame the beast.

At'donant: that may have to wait, because I believe it is time for me to visit the outsiders to possibly recruit more to our side. My leg will have to await tinkering some other time.. It was a pleasure to meet you. At'donant holds out his taloned hand to Ignance with a sense of seriousness in the atmosphere.

Ignace: I see monsieur i shall wish you safe travels then.

as Ignace finished his statement in the enterence stood Orym fully armoured his helmet resembled a Skull under a dark gray hood he did a hand geasture to At'donant impllying him to follow. At'donant complies and follows him using his cane every once and a while and sheeths his new sword. walking through the stone arched allways of the fortress the light now only provided by the occartional canelabera or chandeleer a ominus feeling blew over at'donant. the further out until they got to a large laning pad there a ship stood readied for departure in the late evening sun the metal of it glimmered. With a apathetic expression as his character usually portrays he speaks "Impressive ship, even a bit shinier than the Republics when it wasnt hellbent on destroying itself. Its also impressive to see them in person, instead of my old squadron attacking them. we are mainly taking this to the sigmar system less suspicious. I got myself a talk with the Ancients too aound 2 hours ago told me to aid you in your search gave me two names one is fammiliar to em the other one i only heard mentions of." He speaks again "Well, let us not waste time, knowing how its gonna be a good amount of meeting time to actually persuade the outsiders. as they walked in Orym spoke once more "the names are Lantox and the other one is Emux Ko'la. and we are not alone we have a 3rd person joing she is already inside" inside the ship it seemed to have had a bit of interior moved for the pilots and so there had been a few seats organized in it already occupied was a thinn dark green and black aroured figure. With a grunt he managed to have a few of his people smuggle in some Rancheon Drink and takes a few shots of that to pass the time, and as the hours progress when the ship is flying to the sigmar systen, he invites Orym to have a few with him. he was met with a gesture of denile as the small ship took off at a high speed across the stars. Shrugging he takes one last shot of it and puts it away and watches out the windows as the starts move byeventually the sight of twin suns overflows the findows Atound them are  3 large  circular constructs. from the cokpit "ah gate Sigma, Axi and Meso" can be heard from one of the piolots as the second one enters the back room and says "round ten minutes till contact with ground". At'donant gives a nod to the pilots and goes to the back of the ship to prepare for landing. the ship aproached one of the planets of the system flying through the thick clouds they could hear the drops of rain hit the hull large neon signs lit through the city as the ship headed towards one of the landing pads. looking out they could see several Koalians Aquilians and other speacies treversing the city streets and layers all looking like they lived a quite normal and good life. Sighing at the view At'donant looks at Orym and back at the city with astonishment. "yes it is quite an interecting one. now try not to raise supsion here I shall wait at the ship you and Daeralei will go find the people we seek so try not to draw atention to yourselves. this place has 2 types of people the normal kind and the outsiders, you can trust them but for the right price they will kill just about anyone" orym said looking out over the water drenshed landing pads and with a heavy slam the ship lands, At'donant grunts and heads out with Daeralei and looks annoyed "this rain, its disgusting, its nothing like Adrealis weather.." the Aquilian just removed he helmet tied up the longest of the tenacles in a knot and started what could be described as a Scanning of the area. At'donant speaks up "So, where do we head first."

Daeralei brought out her writing tablet and wrot out a simple mesege: We could try going for Lantox but it is up to you.

At'donant: Lets just go for Lantox, I don't wanna be in this weather anymore than I have to.

Daeralei wrote again: well let's try and look in one of the millions of apartments we have some photos we can use to find her and a rough estamate of where she was seen last. At'donant nods and tells her to lead the way

they walk through the rain pouring down Aliens to At'donnat walk all around him. they enter a large what can be assumed to be a shopping district few sharp turns now a park eventually they stopp at a set of elevators in one of the many large living complexes of the city  there where a copple of Koalians Standing outside Smoking something others where chatting with one annotehr most of them seemed to be middle class Nothing fancy not to poor not to ritch. At'donant receved a sharp elbos into his shoulder when it was clear that the round 4meter tall Aquilian had Mis calculated as she held out the note in front of him to read "are you gonna ask them since rember I am the one that can't speak" At'donant gives a sigh and walks up to the Koalians a bit too hostile looking and bluntly states "Hey, you two, smokers. You know where I can find someone by the name of Lantox"

Koalian: who?do you have a face of this person then i might since a name tells me nothing

At'donant pulls out a picture of Lantox and hands it to him and taps taloned foot on the ground impatiently

the Koalian looks at the picture Scratches his bearded chin then looks up "yeah I have seen her I think she is like on the 15th floor, it is only a few floors since we are basically on floor 13 At'donant gives a nod and says his thanks and goes back to Daeralei and speaks "15th floor, best get up there" Daeralei gives him a nood and proceeds to move in to the building. The level 13 entrence was quite decreped, it smelled of smoke and alcohol it was not the nicest area on the other side was a compleatly open area revealing the city with the rain pouring down. the elevator had a Out of Order note on it.

Two options arose Stairs or climb the elevator shaft and already ahead of At'donant was Daeralei pressing the Elavator open and with high grace manouvering upwards. To At'donant this brought back fond memories of his times in the crime crew he ran with. Sighing in a small smidge of happiness he walked up the stairs, trying to keep a steady pace. Reaching the 15th floor took less than 2 minutes the open sides showed the neon signs through the thick colouds gave of a almost magical look with the blured out neon screans showed of a almost magical look of the city where towerring city casted dark shadows in the white fog. in the area a few pipes where showing some lights broken yet most seemed intact but it all gave off a quite haunting nature. there was something not right about this place.

as they started looking for thecorrect Apartment. In the Search the air reeked of booze. At'donant could see that Daeralei was starting too look physically sick from the smell, probably because she never was the drinking type. in the search they got to a few failed doors they eventaully got to the last one. Suprisingly Daeralei was the one that took the initiative to do the knocking this time. Didn't take long before they heard steps as the door slid open and on the otherside stood a Koalian.she somewhat reminded At'donant of Tanol in aperance somewhat. Hair was mainly tied up in one large ponytail towards the back of the head yet she looked like a total mess, judging from the smell of booze she had probabbably been drinking lately. one eye covered by some bandeges yet the scar could be seen. as she looked at At'donant as said "well if it isn't the one that sends deaththreats in person" "the asshole himself At'donant"

She was clearly annoyed as she continued Slandering At'donant clearly annoyed.

Lantox: do you know how many lives your xenophobic ideas. DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY I LOST DUE TO YOUR ACTIONS! yet they are all around me still I stll hear them Thanks to you I can't get any FUCKING SLEEP. YET HERE YOU STAND LIKE A FUCKING VICTIM. WHat are you truly here to do Kill me?

rappid scribbeling could be heard as Daeralei was trying to write out for her to calm down. Soon enough At'donant has had enough and headbutts her hard and she gets knocked back a bit dazed. "will you shut up, i am not here as a victim. I am here to slaughter the ones that brought this galaxy to the way it is."

Lantox want from enraged to a more calm the bandege could be seen getting more wat as tears ran down her cheek, both from the headbutt and the emotions that have built up. as she failed to meet his and Daeralei's glare and said in a almost whisper like fashion "fine I'll hear you out" she said while rubbing her head.

Daeralei was quick to calm down since a conflict had been avoided, she began scribbling down her words quickly: "We are here to begin preparations for war against the republic.

At'donant: Im here to kill my father and his regime is what Im here to do. he says with little to no emotion in his voice, as though hes been plotting this for hundreds of years to come.

At'donant: I am no victim, but was once a ruthless victory driven fiend with a hunger to fill. Yes I killed many of your loved ones and friends and soldiers. I suffer for it everyday, and most likely the Void will reject me once I die.

At'donant: But I refuse to think back on that, and instead seek redemption through ridding this existance of Ardius Thalganna II

Lantox: The way you talk I find it funny that once I would have had the same attitude once. then i realized I was just a tool. A Cog in a greater machine. But you sound determined enough. so I am gonna ask you, You are planning to take this Ardius Thalganna II down with what army?

At'donant: My rebellion army, plus once the war begins, most of the people suffering under Ardius' Regime will most surely rebel aswell, the slaves of the republic will become empowered to overthrow.

Lantox: well that surely sounds like it will go well. there was a severe layer of sarcasm in her voice.

At'donant: well, you could always just sulk in this house, when everyday the Republic is killing people of yours. They do it in seclusion, but it happens.

It didn't take long befoer At'donant fent the berrel of a gun pressed againgsinst his abdomin and his gaze was met with a ferece hatered as the words was almost spit out from her mouth "Fine I'll help you with this give me the cordinates and I'll see what i can do for you"

Giving off a guttural growl At'donant also grabs the barrel of the gun and rips it out of her hand "Don't threaten me Lantox, last time I may have been a weakling, but time changes, along with the people among it". At'donant gives her the coordinates of the rebel planet and walks away Daeralei followed in close letting of what could sound like incoherant beeping but what could be made out spelled put to "one down onto the next one meet at..." At'donant nods and walks along taking out talcor bottle and takes a drink of it, not nervous but uses this to stay focused on the task at hand as the ship flies by the building standing on the open back area Orym stands looking at them through armor minus the helmet that seems to be hanging on his hip him issuing a gesture to get on board At'donant climbs aboard the vessel and helps Daeralei up whilst looking out among the city and grunts at the bustling of it. With a roar the ship descends deeper through Neon lights and other vehacles as roughly 10 levels down the City had started to look more like a hole of rebellion and crime as noted Daeralei could be seen preparing a couple of Firearmss and Orym Grabbing his what could be best described as a Axe with a heavy projectile weapon attached to it. and his secondary weapon. The shuttle eventually flew into what could be described as a port of a black market. where ships that looked to be several thousands of years old and some that looked completely alien to the ships of the Koalian. At'donant could here a slight disgrunteld mutter from orym "filthy Outsiders mercenaries and scavengers but they are a necessary evil for our Empire" and with a heavy thud the ship landed. the crew departed from the vessel through the shady allies with leaking pipework and aliens of the more odd variety. one could here Daeralei tapping out " I don't like this one bit" on her riffle and the additional crackle of energy from Oryms weapons axeblade Grabbing his energy sword from his back he shines its metal of any dust and gore, And takes out the old energy node and replaces it so its full of fuel. the travel continued for roughly half an hour into the deep maze of the lower sections of the planet till they reached their destination a decrepit locale to the side stood a large relatively fresh Koalain Rift ship. A chuckle could be heard from orym as he said to himself " so that is where that ship went the logs just read that it just disappeared" the group moved to the what could be guessed to be the front gate opening leading into a what could be guessed to be a lower level palace the walls littered with text that reads Don't question the boss and other more surreal. the group could see Aliens condoning in Gambling, trading favors, trading contracts, and some even ordering strikes on people. in the far of the room there was a small counter that seemed to be a reception.

At'donant Walks up to the reception Personnel, and asks reception to hold a meeting, so they can begin gaining troops. walkingup to him is a quite large scaled Alien his back mounted with a large sword and by his side stood a smaller blueskinned creature one eye coverd by a cybernetic implant looking at At'donant she smiled with a almost evil intent before she spoke ???: welcome to The Sierra Underground hiring and gambling. are you here to place a bounty gamble or are you looking to get someone killed, whatever you need we can get it covered for the right price. Behind her stood the large alien glaring at At'donant and his companions with all 4 of his eyes.

At'donant: actually, someone does need to be killed, but Ill talk to you about that later.. As for now, we are just in need to look for mercenaries and stuff to recruit.

the aliens face twists in confusion as He states recruit. then she asks "recruit for what exactly and you know that it will not be cheap the same with killing. but if you wish to recruit someone You should speak with the boss.

At'donant: and who would that be? He says starting to lose his patience but keeps himself composed

the Receptionist looks at the 4 eyed creator says something that made little to no sense to A'tdonant the Creature nodded the receptionist said "Haziel here will take you to him" pointing to the larger creature.

At'donant: very well.. At'donant looks towards Daeralei with a confused look.

all he is met with is the empty gaze of the armours helmet and the skull faced helmet of Orym. as the Large Draconic creature known as Haziel leads them into a side room up a staircase through what looks to be a a Airlock till they are in a large room there are a few aliens inside the room sitting in a chair turn to them is a Koalian One arm compleatly replaced by cybernetics inplants to the side of his head. he looks at the group of 3 and says "and wh might you 3 be." he chuckels to himself "well you clearly aren't outsiders the two of you that armor is way to clean for that" then he looks at At'donant and says "and you there you clearly are one interesting fellow i think i have never seen one of your kind around here"

At'donant: well.. Im guessing it was someone by the name of Ardius Thalganna,

???: hmmm doesn't ring any bells but very well I am Emux... Emux Ko'la. What is it that you want.

At'donant: we wish to recruit troops, a storm is coming, and Im very sure you will want to be part of it too.. as there is many.. opportunities to come your way with a end to something big.

Emux: well you wish to recruit well it is gonna cost you... Wait what do we have here Emux suddenly raises from his seat and walks over to Daeralei he studies her in a closely opens the helmet sees her face then looks at At'donant and says "How much you giving for the Banshee?"

At'donant: nothing, and to say you will buy her is hideous. Now, if you are done harassing my associate, business may continue, before your skull will be on my mantlepiece

Emux: bold words for someone that is fighting on my home field since you don't seem to see what you went into. But where where we you wanted our Help and then it is a matter of the right price.

At'donant: we are going to need an army, and what you will be given, will depend on the quality, but the taste of said credit, will be the Adresaas Republic monarch gold. much different from gold... in.. the milky way i believe it is, strong, valuable to resell on the black market. It is malleable yet hard to the very strongest bullet.

Emux: I'll think of it... Wait what is that beeping

Orym Responded in his commanding voice "well you have had your time now there is no time to think of it" suddenly from a small comms on Emux coat a panicked voice could be heard Followed by the sound of Explosives the voice screamed "Help There are 4 of these Big armored Spear weilding lunatics here the place has turned into a warzone. Orym looks at At'donant and says " I managed to work a deal with Lady Tanol to have a emergency plan since you Can't trust Outsiders. you need ot threaten them to get their word and trust me they never break their word" then he looks at Emux and says "So do we have a deal or I shall have Lady Tanols Knights Exicute every singel one of your men and then you.

Emux just looks at him pure terror is over his face before he says "J-Just Who are you"

At'donant: well, we are the rebellion. And rebellions take down filth. We clean up what mess is made, and after all this Emux, your outsiders will disband this little flithy slaughter hole you have made for yourself. Selten Will reach a new era, and that era beckons you to be long gone.

Emux: F-Fine you have my word I shall see to have a fairly decent sized Outsider force but this better be damnd worth the payment

At'donant: the pay will be delivered, so long as criteria is met. You may think me a coward, with these prosthetics, but I assure you, at the end of this, two things will happen, your head on a platter, for me to chew on, or for you to be vanished in the wind. Times change as with people, I am here to offer you a place in the new selten, so long as both bargains are kept. What say you.

Emux: I said you have my word and the way you speak of actually sounds quite interesting.

At'donant: the republic will fall, sooner or later. And when it does, most people will be met with a new fate, which, will also rely on you to deliver them... Encouragement.. to bend to the new ways, or we will say they will be gone. what you have here, is the chance to move more freely and.. Take care of whom you please. So long as it stays away from the innocents of Selten. Well, as innocent as Seltians can get. At'donant: I believe this agreement has been reached, And I hope to see you on our side for this battle to come. At'donant puts out his hand in a effort to shake on the agreed terms

Emux: I can agree to those terms they don't even break agianst most of my Honour codes

At'donant: I also have a request for you, if you will hear me out.

Emux: Sure I'll listen

At'donant: There is an Agatrops, that must be killed, but has not been found, His name is At'derren, My brother. He will stand at the side of the republic with full force, so it is a matter of principal to have him squashed, a large shipment of Talcor and Risha'shaan to the people and yourself if this deed is done. On the way out he sees the Large Silver armored Warriors he so remembers from the day of Tanol crushing his leg and from the Fortress here he sees them holding Outsiders captives. for some reason there are burn marks and marks of lightning strikes on the floor and walls At'donant gives an uneasy grunt, and deciding not to reminisce of his failures takes a drink of Talcor, his addiction slowly rising back to power in his brain, he is quelling his pain, heading back to the ship, he stops at the walkway to board it. next to the ship Sits a large drill like machine behind it sits a engine the drill head still hot as it lay roughly 10 meters away from the capsuel on  it reads "Cyris-a pattern boarding torpedo" Soon he is joined up by Orym and  Daerale he walks up into the ship and sits at his temporary quarters contemplating what hes getting into in his contemplating state he gets a look from Daerale and then a writen note that reads "you did good" Giving back a look At'donant Speaks up

At'donant: How come you never just tried escaping from the koalian government, they dont treat you well, and what was that thing with being bought

Loud skribbeling could be heard before he was given back it read "The whole being bought thing I have no idea of outsiders are one of the more strange groups of Koalians and i guess i have never tried due to well me needing them and them needing me sure i am looked down upon by my race but that is giving me the idea to improve. i may be mute but I can live with it and it is a flaw i am willing to keep. can you see where i am going. so well i am gonna ask you why did you want to start a rebellion?."

At'donant: because, The Republic and my father both caused so much grief for me, I know that selten will never be better than it is now, which is complete Shit, but the rebellion is a necessity as the republic is holding one of the most powerful things in the center, that could very well change selten to a whole new advanced stage. There are gods inside this place called the technoverse, or Realm B-28, it is a plane of existance where it is possible god dreadnought level beings uploaded themselves, they hold the key to seltens future, and the Adresaas Kind is ignorant to what this place may become.

a white noise Could suddenly be heard as At'Donants vision clouded glowing eyes met him. A fammiliar raspy mechanical voice met him its lack of soul was familiar "well done looks like you might get somewhere with this as we have awakend as we shall finnish what we started millions of years ago." At'donant speaks with his waverign voice "you may slaughter the Agatrops race, but you will never once again be the power that controls this galaxy, for the technoverse' restraints keep you at bay. you and I both know that, but I am not here to fight with a power that is long gone yet unbeaten, Im here to slaughter my own father, so if you wish to be the genocidal beings you once were, so be it, I will see you on the battlefield eventually.. Seshereh the eterna:destroy you no... we are gonna finish what our original purpuse of you and your race was and we more or less can easaly finnish you if the Overlord returns and the difference betwen our races is that for everyone of us you kill we will adapt our strategies and replenish our numbers. and you must look quite mad speaking right out into the air, and remember we are mekkani we are Immortal. At'donant Shakes away the vision and sees that everyone is staring at me madly

Co-Pilot: you okay sir? you where talking out like you held a conversation with the wall

At'donant: sorry, its just the stress, No worries mate. Sitting there At'donant gets a strong inch of pain down his calf and part where his organic leg ends and the robotics start, wincing in pain the Agatrops stood up. At'donant: So, whats the next plan of action.

Orym: full scale attack you won't like it but just recived word from Tanol that we are ready to move out we are gonna use something called scare tactics against your empire simple as jumping over planets deploying a orbital bombardment then disapearing and persue mass casaulties on enemy side.

At'donant: you do know that wont effect them right? My father will just shrug it off, plus, I got word from intel inside the republics inner circle, that they are working on something, something that can combat your power The scientists are workign hard, but The only information I got was it was a old ship design blueprint. I dont know much about them. There is also alliances rising up to stand with the Adresaas.

Orym:well then I guess we can try to pull a Jump to the Core kill the Weed at its roots with artillery Death squads eradicating the minor growths of the populus whiles heavy artilery fire and ships focus on more key targets.

At'donant: We could your right, but the problem is, we dont know what they are cooking up, I think we should send in a ghost recon squad to weed out what they are making, hold off on the beginning of the war until we know, it could be a bluff, or something more..

Orym: then we have this. We like to call this our last resort Orym pulls out a small vile inside flies small spores of something Orym: these are Monolithian Spores a last ditch effort within minuts these will spawn a corruptor thuss dooming the entire planet

At'donant: We shall do Orbital Bombardment, but I must stae something Orym, once this is done, and we find my father, Im killing him, not you, no one else.

Orym: Family Grudges I see... I shall try to make sure that you get your will through

At'donant: I thank you Orym, if we are to fall, may the void have you

Orym: oh don't worry I don't fear death oryms reverted to his serious domenour as he spoke agian "there is a ally we have, they would be good to have on our side, since i don't think the forces of the legion and what armies we have here in Selten. we shall return to the monisatry and prepare for the... Unnanouced meeting I think Ancient Nidur Warfang. has decided for this.

At'donant: ah... I see, I should stay behind, I do not believe them seeing an agatrops around the time we are about to fight them, would be a good idea

Orym: no you are the one that is gonna do the talking the Lsjanpodos are not to say easy to get a good point in unless it is in the precence of the 4.

At'donant: Alright, well. I guess I must get ready first, These old rags will not do.

scribble from Daerale was heard before presented: could be worse. atleast you have a quite stylish new leg. just try to get your hands on something that is not compleatly torn

At'donant: well, It may be a stylish leg, but i have scarred tissue all down my torso, from that.. moment with tanol. So i will need something to show i am not weak

after a short while another note was presented: YOu should be glad she did not treat you like you where one of those who tried to reedem themselves. She lighetem a balze after that theuy have proven themselves again and the chared skin is a reminder to them.

At'donant: ill take your word for it, I would rather deal with tanol all over again though, then what must be done in present time..

a heavy exhale was heard has a way of showing amusement from Daerales side

At'donant: So these.. Lsjanpodi, what are they like.

Orym: They are over the top diplomatic and a quite young intergalactic empire. their full name is "United Commonwealth of the Lsjanpodos Union Republic" way to much but i guess most people like to simplify names like Tuhaets'pura to Koalian and now they are mainly known as the Lsjanpodos.

At'donant Gives off a look "Poor naming it seems, very long name for such a young empire". he continues, "you know, I never fully understood, what brought you to such a hellish galaxy of all places?".

Orym: that is a question only the great 4 know but i heard it involves some information that was given to us from a semi close alliy with our empire

At'donant: Well, is this galaxy living up to what you dreamed of

Orym: no not really but it is what one makes of it. And to serve OUR GENE FATHER Astosein Shrius

At'donant: yeah, well so far it seems my goal now is to kill my gene father. he scoffs at this but goes quiet thinking about how it may play out.

Orym: you mean Biological father Astosein Shrius gave his blood for us His sons and dogthers The legion. Oryms face turned around and then leaned forward to At'donant and spoke "I just remeberd DO NOT mention of the Monolithain War nor of the Spore capsuels the Legion carries"

At'donant: And I don't know what a monolithian is, nor about spore capsuels. Heres something you can tell tanol, If she begins bad mouthing me or my family like I have heard her do, There will be consequences. Im not as weak as I used to be.

Orym: Trust me she has a tendency to Behave herself once a Ancient or dreadnoughts are near by. Why I don't know.

At'donant: good, because I dont feel like having to defend what little good memories I have of my family.

Koalian Pilot: we'll be entering a jump back to the monistary in a few seconds so be prepared, The speed of the capsuel increasing as in the blink of an eye the desert planet was seen again

At'donant looks on at it with a familiarity in his eyes. "reminds me of Adrealis" and then he grabs his cane and waits for the landing so walking will be easier

Orym: looks at him i would say yoo have round 12 hours on you to prepare. there are some things that are needed to be loaded to ship that is gonna be used for this. if i am not wrong we are going to have two knights with us. but for now Pilot take us down.

with that order the vessel started to descend onto the desert coated planet once within the atmosphere the burning sun made the fortress monistary look like it was set abalaze. and once more the ship landed and the group left the shuttle into the harsh dry air. as in the dual suns twilight heavy steps could be heard Getting up At'donant takes his cane and it can be heard with the pitter patter and metal stomps of his foot on the ship metal meeting them was at its full visibility its black armored created a inferior mirage on the pates the gold detailing reflected  the suns light  a large beasts pelt was covering one of the shoulder, arm mounted heavy weaponry  to what looked to be a spear folded up atatched to the left hand. this was Ancient Nidur Warfang at his full form the roaring and echoing voice spoke in commanding tones to the group " hurry up now we don't have all cycle the gathering has not been summoned. the assembeled group shall meet at port number 6 and board the ship named the "Spear of the legion" within 12 hours. and Orym your Assistance is needed elsewhere to load the back up plan on board the ship. At'donant goes to the expected meeting location with a few lost turns but gets there on time, and is in what looks like an industrial prince outfit. The stone archways of the hangar compiled with the gigantic warship  statues of Koalians decorated the great hangar. Weaves of Legion warriors boarded as well as a large group including Ancient Nidur and Orym where loading on what looked to be some form of storage container. Every now and then the container would shake violently as if something was Alive in it as followed by 2 of the massive Knights of house Betallion as followed by the Silver armored ones that At'Donant had seen when he tried to recruit the outsiders. All where walking in a protective formation around someone. At'donant looks at the crowd of guards and rolls eyes and sits down and looks at the storage container intrigued, deciding against opening it, he steps into the meeting room and sit in one of the big metallic chairs, being there earlier than most. He sets up a hologram for what will be used to talk about strategies.