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Kalenath

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I need to ask something: i thought green lenses on helmets were exclusive to the blood ravens 3rd company. Am i wrong? Are they a standard in mark VIII armor now?

 

Not standard, no. Not at all. :)

 

MOST Blood Angels had BLACK lenses on their eyeslits.

 

(Edit) Actually, that is a matter of debate. MOST Space Marines that I have seen painted show green eyes on the helmets. The Blood Angels Death Guard show red eyes for they have succumbed to the Black Rage.

 

As far as I can tell, there is no source that say a chapter HAS to show a specific color of their helmet lenses. I am sure there is something, but I can't find it quickly.

 

As for why the lenses are green? No comment.

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I see your hatred of speed-running door heroes is alive and well, Kal.  Not, mind, that I am complaining.

 

Also, isn't Karen technically an Orokin Marine now?

 

She is both Marine and Tenno. But even Orokin Marines are not immune to being screwed by teammates who are not Marines.

 

She is not immortal OR invincible.

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Bolter, not Boltor.

 

There is a significant difference.  The first is the holy weapon of the Adeptus Astartes, essentially an automatic RPG launcher the size of an assault rifle that fires mass-reactive adamantium-tipped "bolts".  The second is a Tenno weapon firing non-explosive armor-piercing quarrels.  Also, a Boltor is probably much easier to manufacture.  You know, because our Foundry technology still works 100% of the time.  No scouring the galaxy for intact, uncorrupted STC blueprints.

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You are kidding...

 

The Corpus had more brains than the Grineer. Of course, an old Earth eggplant generally had more brains than the average Grineer. The Corpus were smarter than vegetables. They knew an impossible battle when they saw one. But... the Board had demanded any Tenno artifacts -or Tenno- to be their property. And no one sane tried to deny the Board their property. So the soldiers were stuck.

 

They had to take the Tenno or their lives and monies were forfeit. But the huge red...thing that stood over the Tenno, it's odd weapon spitting defiance, was not anything in their databanks. Their scanners could not get a good reading on it. Their MOAs had no chance against it. Every time one appeared, it sparked and fell over. Whatever ammunition the rifle was using, it was designed to destroy robotics and shields. So... they tried another approach. They contact their HQ for instructions.

 

***

 

Abrahaim stood over the fallen Tenno, unsure about what to do. He was no Apothecary. His talent was ending lives, not restoring them. From the data available to him, Tenno were not humans, more than human. Kind of like him actually but augmented by means unknown to him. He might have knee jerked in reaction on seeing odd almost Elder style armor, but the Emperor had commanded he work with the defenders of humanity here and Tenno were those defenders. So this...female... Yes, a female from the anatomy, was a battle sister. Not -quite- an Adeptes Sororitas, but close. Not a Daughter of the Emperor, but a defender of humanity. That was enough.

 

A burst of static over the vox channel heralded someone attempting to contact him. He ignored it. There were no battle brothers in this odd place. He had no allies. He was alone, but he was Adeptus Asartes. He had a mission and that was all that mattered. Another odd machine moved into view and a bolter shot ended it. No more enemies were approaching. This...was not good. They were thinking. Planning.

 

Abrahaim slung his bolter, bent down and scooped the fallen warrior up in one arm, his bolt pistol held in one hand.

 

"Stop!" The authoritative voice was loud, but the speaker was not visible. "We are not enemies."

 

"You are an enemy of Man." Abrahaim retorted evenly as he took a step back. "We are enemies."

 

"What?" The voice actually seemed to gibber. But then again, twenty Corpus crewman and at least twice as many robotics lay in positions of violent death around the area. "I do not understand."

 

"Good." Abrahaim said sternly. "Forsake this heresy and the Emperor will forgive. Come out where I can see and I will grant you a swift death."

 

For once, a Corpus executive was struck completely speechless. Most Corpus were fanatics, true. Brainwashed to be such. But this? This was fanaticism far, far beyond anything even the Corpus knew.

 

"We do not understand." The voice persisted. "What do you mean? What Emperor?" It paused as Abrahaim growled. "We do not understand!"

 

"You are attempting to delay me." The Space Marine said firmly, cradling the Tenno close. "Bad idea."

 

"We cannot let you go." The voice declared. "Profit is paramount."

 

"Your profits are meaningless to me." The Blood Angel took another step back. Retreat was abhorrent, but a tactical necessity as outnumbered as he was. Almost far enough. "My mission will be accomplished."

 

"What mission?" The other demanded, ire rising. "What do you want?"

 

"What I want is meaningless." Abrahaim said sternly. "I have a mission and I will accomplish it. When next we meet, cultist, you will profit. I will show you the truth. You will accept the Emperor's blessing."

 

"What Emperor?" The other snapped. "You make no sense! You cannot escape."

 

"I already have." Abrahaim said as he stepped off the edge of the platform.

 

Regular Space Marine armor was not designed to fly. He didn't need to. He keyed his backpack mounted teleport unit as the Corpus ran to the edge of the platform to see... nothing. He had vanished and the few energy traces faded before any could read the clearly. The Executive would not be happy. The Board likewise.

 

Several teleports later

 

"Apothecary!" Abrahaim snapped as he materialized in the armory. "Now!"

 

-Security has been breached- The machine spirit said sharply. -That one is not authorized...- Abrahaim cut it off with a wave.

 

"This one is wounded, perhaps mortally, perhaps not. My orders were to find and assist other defenders of man. This is one." Abrahaim said with snarl as he stepped into a small room and laid the Tenno down on a familiar table. "Help it. Now. I will determine our next point of attack."

 

-As you command- If machines could sulk, this one definitely was. -Life signs detected. Energy residue is...- It paused. When it spoke again, it's voice was awed. -Residual psychic energies detected. Similar to what was detected before.- Abrahaim froze.

 

"What before?" The Space Marine demanded. "With the Emperor?"

 

-Affirmative.- the machine sounded satisfied now.

 

"Hmmm..." Abrahaim mused, bolt pistol still in hand. "Is she a psyker?"

 

-Negative.- The machine spirit replied as energy started playing over the still armored form. -Recommend full personality change. You will need a dedicated ally.-

 

"No." Abrahaim snapped. "I am Adeptus Asartes. Not the Inquisition. I do not corrupt and compel humans or their defenders into servitude. Repair only. Do you understand?" He asked in calm, clear -dangerous- voice.
 

-Understood.-

 

Later

 

Karen was floating. It felt...good. She was in her warframe. Everything felt... off. She was lying on something hard. Metal. Had the Corpus taken her? Her hand went for her pistol, but she stopped when a gruff voice sounded from nearby. She jerked and then realized her pistol wasn't where it had been!

 

"I took your weapons." Karen turned her head to see a huge armored form standing nearby. It...wasn't any kind of armor she had ever seen. The armor was red and had some kind of odd heraldry on its outsized shoulder pauldron. The helmet inclined to her. "I do not want any misunderstandings."

 

Tenno did not speak in the field. Karen slowly sat up and folded her legs underneath her. She looked around. The room looked... odd. A mix of high tech and incredibly low looking tech. And way up...was that a stained glass window on one wall? It looked like one. She had never seen one in person, but she had read about them. Seen pictures. The room was... large but bare. Stark. The term that came to Karen's mind was 'Gothic' but she had no idea why. She looked back at her... her what? Captor? Rescuer? What was he? She tilted her head in question.

 

"You are sworn to silence." The other said with a nod. Karen gave a nod of her own. Not quite, but close enough. "I understand. Therefore, I shall speak. I am neither a scribe nor a dialogus. I am merely a battle brother, so I will not mince words. I was ordered to assist in defending this system and the humans within it from the foes who beset them." Karen went totally still at that and the huge armored form nodded. "That makes us allies. Of a sort."

 

Karen nodded slowly. She had never seen or heard of anything like this. But... something about this huge form rang true to her. She had heard and seen too many people in her life -including some Tenno- for whom the truth was whatever was convenient. This...being was not one of them. She did not doubt that he could lie. But she did not think he was.

 

"Neither of us can trust the other." The red armored form said quietly. "Hope is the first step on the road to disappointment, so we must be cautious at all times." Karen shook her head slowly and the odd humanoid form chuckled. There was little mirth in it. "I am not here to debate, Tenno." He stepped back and there on a table, lay Karen's weapons. "Your weapons. Your injuries have been tended. Do you wish to return to where you were felled? Return to your kind from there?" Karen did not move. This was trap of some kind. It had to be. The huge form shook his head. "I have no quarrel with you, Tenno." He tapped a finger on his armored sleeve. "What lies without is not as important as what lies within, no?"

 

Karen did not move and the huge armored form sighed.

 

"Tenno, we are not enemies." The red form said with a shrug. "I do not wish to be your enemy. There are enemies aplenty in this foul mockery of Holy Terra. I am a defender of Mankind. You as well. If we fight, one will die and only the enemies of Man win."

 

Holy Terra? Karen thought as she stared at the odd red giant. He was taller than Karl, who was the largest Tenno she knew. This was... nothing she had trained for. If she was a prisoner, then yes. Escape and evade. But was she? She thought for a moment and then slowly uncoiled from her sitting position. She slid off the... metal slab. The other took another step back as Karen moved to the table where her weapons lay. None had been touched according to the readouts.

 

"I removed them." The other said firmly when Karen looked at him. "I did not meddle with them. I will return you to whence I found you." Karen did not take her eyes off the huge form as she slowly checked her Snipetron Vandal, her Prime Lato and her Skana. From touch, nothing was marred or changed. Each weapon went to where it belonged and Karen nodded to the other, her posture wary.

 

"I will need to touch you." The other returned her nod. "We will travel through the Warp to reach our destination. Be ready. I know not what our reception will be." Karen nodded and drew her pistol. A huge pistol weapon appeared in the other's hand as well as he reached out and touched her arm with his free hand.

 

Wait a moment! What was that behind the armored form? An-

 

Karen focused on her training as the Void reached up and grabbed her. A brief but altogether too long period of nausea and shifting around her heralded them arriving. Karen stumbled as the armored form shoved her, hard. She rolled up against a metal stanchion as the red armored form drew a rifle. Familiar sensations came at her Void rattled senses. A battle as going on! Her heart leapt as she saw Aeron's form nearby, his rifle held steady as he picked off MOA after MOA. Others of her clan were also fighting.

 

Then she screamed as her father's form took a hit and fell from his lofty perch to land in a sodden heap. She snarled and focused. Every enemy in the area suddenly rose off the floor and was compacted. She had been practicing. She ran to Aeron's still form and her hand wavered as she let the healing mist fall. She was aware of the red giant standing between her and the enemy. Then... it was over.. The Corpus were fleeing!

 

"Be well, Tenno." The red giant said formally as he turned to go. "We will meet again." Then, he was gone in a clap of sound and flash of golden light.

 

"Karen?" Her father rose and took hold of her gently. "Karen, what happened?"

 

"I don't know..." The Tenno in the Mag warframe said weakly. "I really don't know."

 

***

 

"I am all right!" Karen said for the fourth time as Brianna puttered about. Alicia was working as well. "At least... I didn't scan any abnormalities. My mind feels the same." She had been gently but firmly escorted back to the dojo and out of her warframe. While her warframe was being scrutinized down to the molecular level, she was also due for a whole series of scans. Both for her injuries and...anything else.

 

"Karen." Karl said quietly. "We have to be sure. Whoever that was, he was powerful and had technology we do not."

 

"That is just it, Karl." Karen sad with sigh as she lay back on the table to let Alicia start scanning her memory. "I saw an Orokin drone." Everything stopped for a moment, but then the docs got back to work.

 

"Where?" Karl asked reasonably.

 

"Behind that armored form. I don't know where we were." Karen said with a sigh as she laid her limbs out straight to be restrained At least Alicia was being gentle. She didn't have to be. "Went down. Woke up... somewhere else. Odd place. It was... big. But empty. I got the feeling he didn't need to be nice. But he was. Sort of."

 

"Sort of?" Aeron pounced on that. He had flatly refused to leave her side, even knowing what she was going to undergo. Karen was losing patience with her adopted dad. Yes, she had been hurt. Yes, she was mad at the idiots who had run off and left her. But sheesh, this was getting old. She was Tenno, not a toddler!

 

"I... I don't know, all right?" Karen snapped. "It just... it seemed as if he...was trying hard not to hurt me. He said 'I am a defender of Mankind. You as well.' It was.. odd. The room was large and I saw something..." She shook her head. "It looked like a stained glass window."  

 

"A what?" Karl and Alicia both chorused. Aeron just shook his head. Brianna froze in place and Karen nodded to the doctor.

 

"A stained glass window." Karen said quietly. "An ancient form of decoration. A window where some of the transparent parts were tinted different colors. But it didn't look ancient. The materials looked modern, but the architecture... it looked ancient. I keep thinking a word that doesn't make any sense."

 

"What word?" Karl asked as Alicia strapped Karen's head down gently.

 

"'Gothic'" Karen said quietly as Alicia offered her a mouthguard. "Yes please." Alicia slid the hard plastic in between Karen's teeth and Karen clamped down.

 

Then the energy started and despite her mantras and training, all Karen could do was writhe in it. A hand grasped hers and held on tight. She did not have to see to know it was Aeron's.

 

***

 

"Gothic?" Karl asked no one as he left the medical ward. Aeron wasn't going to budge anytime soon. "What the hell is Gothic?" He keyed a quick search as he walked and paused as he saw several references. He discarded the ones about emotion ridden teens and music, focusing on architecture. "Hmmm... Large open spaces. Buttresses... stained glass windows... Pretty." He mused.

 

"Boss." Ric's voice jerked Karl out of the search and he realized he had walked into the armory. Both Ric and Miguel stood over Karen's warframe, scanners going.

 

"Anything?" Karl asked.

 

"Nothing." Miguel said with a shrug. "Nothing wrong with her warframe or weapons. No trackers, no bugs. No tricks or traps. I think she needs some downtime though." The Tenno looked at the old Marine and Miguel shrugged. "Too long in combat dulls anyone, even Tenno."

 

"Agreed." Karl said with a sigh. "She is focused. But that may not be a good thing." Miguel nodded. The old NCO had seen way too many people burn out in his career. "Aeron could use some downtime too."

 

"Yeah."Ric said with a shudder. "I really thought he was going to kill those fools when they got to extract and Karen wasn't there."

 

"Yeah." Karl said dryly. "And saying 'Not our problem if she can't keep up' to Aeron was not a good idea." He shrugged. "None of the wounds he inflicted were mortal. But none will be running anytime soon either."

 

Aeron was quick, precise and lethal beyond belief with any kind of firearm. Before any of the errant Tenno even realized he had drawn, he had fired, putting rounds through the thighs of all three of the people Karen had been counting on for backup. Not a single bullet had hit a vital spot, but all had tore the leg muscles up. There would be complaints issued. Maybe even challenges. Karl didn't care. They had left one of his clan to die because 'she couldn't keep up'. They could rot for all he cared. If they pushed this, they would regret it.

 

Ric, Karl, Alicia and Aeron had gone back looking for Karen. They had encountered a large Corpus force and been fighting them when Karen and her mysterious benefactor had arrived. Karl wasn't used to feeling awe, but that red giant... He understood why Two and Aeron has spoken in hushed tones about the ambush on Mercury. It wasn't human. Whatever that being was, he wasn't human.

 

"Boss." Ric said quietly. "What did the Oracle say the guy called himself?"

 

"Let me pull it up..." Karl moved to a terminal and pulled up the file that had been sent to him. "Brother Abrahaim of the Blood Angels Chapter of the Adeptus Asartes." He went still as Ric did. "You know that?"

 

"Know it?" Ric said slowly. "No. But I think... I think I knew of it." He bowed his head for a moment, thinking hard. The others let him. He was okay. Most of the time. But his memory was still patchy at times and he had odd moments. Well, odder than normal for him. "No... Not that. But the images..." He pulled up a file and a holoscreen came to life, showing the red armored giant. "This is... familiar. But... I don't know from where!" He snarled and raised hand to pound his forehead. Karl blocked the hand with a quick move and stepped back before Ric could retaliate. "Karl..." He groaned.

 

"Breaking your hand or your head doesn't help." Karl said mildly. "Cecelia will be... Ah! Speak of the girl." The door had open and Cecelia stepped in, but her face was pale. "Cecelia?"

 

"I know what that is." Cecelia said slowly. "And yes, he probably believes he is Adeptus Asartes. A Space Marine of the Imperium of Man."

 

"A what?" All three males exclaimed. Instead of answering, Cecelia keyed another screen and a large form in identical armor appeared on the new screen, But... this one was blue!

 

"Ultramarines Adeptes Asartes in Mark VIII power armor." Cecelia said quietly.

 

"You mean there are more of these?" Karl demanded. Cecelia shook her head. "What then?"

 

"It was a game." All three men stared at her and she shook her head. "I did a lot of digging. It was a game called Warhammer 40000 published by a company called Games Workshop. Until they were bought out by Microsoft and Electronic Arts anyway." She shook her head. "That is not germane. But... We have a big problem if he does think he is one."

 

"Oh?" Karl pressed. "The armor and weapons are not enough of a problem?"

 

"Well..." Cecelia said slowly. "In that game? They were called 'The Emperor's Angels of Death."

 

"They defined the words 'religious fanatic' and they made even the worst genocidal humans look feeble."

 

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When I said "old," evafan002, I did not mean "archaeological relic."

This is the first time someone made me feel old, since passing the 20 mark. And that was 2 years ago.

Thank you for that. >.>

Also knew Karl would keep the story Lore-plausable, though I don't know where I got that sertainty after reading just a small part of his works.

Also don't forget to enjoybthe new content Karl!

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