Battle of Vados

Umbrella Data bank
Password: *********

++Access Granted++

Welcome to the Umbrella Legion data banks, Chara. I am Red Queen. Please select the file you wish to view...

Document - open
Vuldok - Lord of mutations
Subdocument - Black Legion
Subdocument - Umbrella
Subdocument - Battle of Vados
Subdocument - Stolen Heldrakes

++Access Granted++

Chara was furious, no beyond furious. Somehow, some. how. Orks of all creatures had managed to infiltrate her world and steal not one, but TWO Heldrakes from her possession. In her rage she descended down to the bowls of her ship. There she entered a room belonging to her brother, Asriel. A formidable Sorcerer in his own right, but even he knew when to push Chara. Now was certainly not one of those times. He recognized the thirst for blood in her eyes. As he stood from his meditative position he greeted her with a slight bow.

"I am certain that you are interrupting my session for a reason?"

"I want Vuldok here, I want to send a message to those foul greenskins."

Asriel arched an eyebrow. Rarely did she call upon the temperamental Lord of Change. He was a fickle one at best and one might mistake his fighting style for that of a Keeper of Secrets or even a Bloodthirster at the worst of times, but perhaps that was the reason as to why the bird daemon had taken a shine to the Slaaneshi chaos lord. The creature was absolutely sadistic when it touched the battlefield, using a combination of psychic powers and brute strength to rip its enemies limb from limb. Chara usually called upon him if she wanted a message sent or needed some heavy support on the field of battle. It seemed today was one of those days in particular.


++++

On the planet of Vados, the Ork army led by Warboss DarDum and big mek Zogg Off rolled steadily forward, burning and crushing all in its path. The already desolate ash world stood little chance. However confusion spread among the ranks as the warboss called for a halt in movement. He had a good sense about him and if he called to halt, halt they would. As it turned out he was wise in doing so. In the distance seemingly popping out of nowhere a crackling warpstorm began to fester over the planet's surface. Busting into real space, the head of a Tzeentch staff tore its way into reality. From the hole real space ripped itself asunder and the forces of Umbrella spilled forth.

First to slither out of the hole was a blue mist that solidified into a large bird like daemon. In his left hand was a staff of change and clipped to his belt was the eternal blade. Vuldok ground his claws into the dirt and ash grinning. It had been a while since he has had some exercise and was immensely looking forward to it. Next to pop out of the warp was the chaos lord Revan flying forth in his jump pack with a squad of raptors. In his hands was the legendary Burning Brand of Skalathrax, a weapon he rarely if ever went without. After him was an impressively large vehicle. It was a relic of old, a Spartan Assault tank. Inside where Asriel, Chara, and her retinue of terminators, the metal crushers. After them twin rhinos came forth, in one to Vuldok's left was a rhino filled with angry lobotomized men, Khorne Berzerkers. Eight of them to be precise, their champion a man by the name of Dr. Salvador. Though she would never say it Chara was certain the man had never been to medical school. The other Rhino contained the warpsmith and Chara's trusted advisory Red Queen, the one responsible for the computer database and their ties with Apophis' Necron Dynasty. She had a retinue of eight khornate chosen, four of which had flamers and the champion equipped with a power maul. He liked smashing things. Slithering out of the warp next where a couple of packs of nurgle chaos spawn. Clambering after the assault tank was a squad of five possessed, the next thing out was a helbrute loaded out with a missile launcher and reaper autocannon, then marching out of the warp where a pair of five man squads of chaos marines, their job was rather specific, hold the flanks. And finally the last two things to stroll out of the warp where a pair of forgefiends. Warboss DarDum cried out his fury and sent forth Ork commandos and def kopptas as a first wave. Revan and Vuldok unfortunately where there to meet them as Ork Lootas braced themselves against an Ageis defense line and prepared to rain hell on the chaos marines that dared to stand against them. Vuldok and Revan made short work of the def kopptas that stood in their way and Revan threw himself head long into the Ork commandos near by after lighting a few on fire. Yanking his power sword from its sheath he leveled a challenge against the ork knob leading them. Being a creature of pride it accepted and they engaged in combat as Vuldok flew ahead to engage more orks. Meanwhile Chara's tank drove forth smashing into an ork buggy. The air was filled with the screetch of metal crushing in on itself. The Assault tank then leveled one of its massive lascannon sponsons towards an ork trukk. In a brilliant display of fire the trukk was blown to pieces, charred ork chunks flying to and fro. As ork bits littered the field Red Queen's pet fiends kept the flanks secured with a volley of white hot metal bullets, spraying anything that so much as twitched, which was most likely an unfortunate boy or two. This granted Dr. Salvador and his men time to advance up the field of battle straight towards the lootas. Behind them the writhing spawn where not too far behind, itching for blood. On the opposite side of the field of battle , Red Queen's rhino stopped to meet a pair of ork trukks in combat. The Khornate chosen and the detestable warpsmith disembarked and set up positions. The chosen not equipped with flamers set up front to cover their more valuable brethren and braced themselves for the tide of green to hit them. Soon to follow where the second pack of slimy writhing chaos spawn. Their grotesque forms where a promising sight to the boys as they looked to be a decent challenge.

++++

Warboss DarDum was not having a particularly good day watching his men barely hold back the tide of black armor and twisted warped flesh. To make matters worse the blasted Lord of Change seemed to be bloody invincible. The few men that dared to engage it only struck mist before the creature reformed and splattered them against the pavement. He was not going to sit back and feed his units to that beast. No he needed a diversion before dealing with the enemy leader and sneaking away from the bird, and boy did he have one hell of a distraction. As his Trukk parked itself behind a wall of Lootas he called in his two new pets. Almost on cue, twin heldrakes, one a rustic orange, the other a green formerly bronze color screamed in onto the battlefield. On their backs where boys holding onto the daemon engine's reigns and whooping with delight as the infernal creatures spilled fire upon the unfortunate berzerkers, spawn, and chosen below. Things where also looking up in the skirmish in the center of the battlefield. Revan and a single raptor where left, somehow the chaos lord even when equipped with a power sword had failed to take down the ork knob he had challenged. Granted when the creature did go down the moment was sweet, that was until the lord of mutations Vuldok intercepted his master's gift to Revan and transformed the prideful man into a chaos spawn. The man's howl of pain was heard across the field as his form perverted and splattered. Limbs that should not be, eyes growing from nowhere and gaping mouths sprouting where they pleased, such was Revan's fate. Inside her tank Chara scoffed, gladdened by the fact the man was taken down a couple of pegs. But she also lamented in the fact that she would have to find a way to coerce the lord of change into changing Revan back later, for he was at least somewhat valuable. Still it seemed she would have to clean up his mess for him again as the tank shifted and headed towards the ork kommandos. She charged the moment her boot hit the gravel and ash below and her retinue wiped the loathsome creatures from reality. As Chara was busying herself Red Queen had her own hands full as her chosen or what was left torched a good swath of ork boyz before charging them. Fortunately she found backup in the possessed squad and spawn as they aided in the assault. During the fight she cleaved a weirdboy in two while her men chopped and butchered to their heart's content. Still the fight was far from over. Like a never ending nightmare the tide of green washed over the broken rhino to continue to slam into the ruinous marines, and any orks that dared to flee where swiftly beaten to death by a pair of knobs stalking the back. But something unexpected happened, The chosen champion held his mace high and called out one of the knobs. The man removed his horned helmet exposing his marred, bald head to the air swinging his mace like a madman as he marched up to the knob. The knob's pride convinced the ork to meet the marine in combat and he rushed the man. However he was a chosen of khorne for good reason. The man utterly lived for and breathed combat much like the ork that now opposed him. Bringing his mace down he avoided the ork's body before catching his kneecap. With a sickening crunch and a splatter of green fluids the ork was flat on his back, howling in agony his cries where only silenced and transformed into a grunt as the marine brought a ceremite boot down onto the filthy creature's chest. With a vile sneer the champion brought his power maul down onto the ork's head repeatedly until it did little to resemble what it once was laughing all the way. The blood god was rather pleased with this and awarded the man with daemonhood. As he began to crack and distort into a red muscle bound daemon prince his success reinvigorated the possessed and chosen remaining to clean up the orks as they where dismayed by the death of one of their leaders and appearance of a prince. As the last remaining units of boyz where dashed across the desolate world the chaos marine's joy would be short lived. The lootas had turned their attention to the newly anointed daemon prince and like the warp he was now constructed of he was washed away in a hail of bullets. The heldrakes circling the skies had also brought their fury down on the marines below as they reveled in their victory. Previously before their jaws unhinged to release their deadly payload on the chosen and possessed they had eradicated Dr. Salvador's squad and now the chosen and possessed shared in their fate.

++++

Towards the middle of the field of battle Chara, Asriel and the Metal Crushers made their way towards Warboss DarDum's Trukk relentlessly, intent on pushing through the lootas if they had to. Meanwhile the Lord of Mutations Vuldok had circled around and slammed into a group of lootas. His staff swung sending the creatures flying. Seeing the pincer attack coming the warboss had no intention of staying long. Shoving his retnue of boyz out of the Trukk he took control and drove to the end of the ageis defense line before jumping from the trukk and hopping the line. The terminators he could probably take but not that seemingly invincible Lord of Change. The damn thing didn't even have a scratch on it! As DarDum made his escape the lootas remaining poured all of their combined might into the Metal Crushers. As they did so the terminators gathered in front of their masters Chara and Asriel. Two fell to the bullet storm but Chara advanced unperturbed as her assault tank drove through the ruins close by in attempt to keep pace with the fleeing warboss. As this occurred the flames from the heldrake's barrage cleared and out stepped Red Queen as the lone survivor. She hissed in annoyance as she made her way back towards the fight, but as she observed the fighting in the distance she knew she was far from needed at this point. She could assassinate the big mek but she was tired and knew Chara would want at least one survivor to spread the word of Umbrella's strength and ruthlessness. Either way the battle was drawing to a close as the spartan assault tank rammed itself through a building and lined up a shot with the warboss. Despite most of the shots being wildly inaccurate two lascannon shots did manage to hit and blow the warboss' legs clean off. As the warboss writhed in pain on the ground Chara and her men circled him slowly. Channeling the warp into his staff Asriel brought his staff down onto the warboss breaking through his armor and paralyzing him completely, as well as cauterizing his wounds to keep him alive. As this occurred Vuldok as finishing toying with DarDum's companions. With a twist of his large lithe body his blade cleaved through multiple boys chopping their heads and limbs clean off before being sheathed. Swinging his staff next the knob was smashed into and sent flying. The remaining boyz looked briefly to each other before attempting to flee. However the four where no match in speed for the Lord of Mutations. With a flap of his powerful wings Vuldok lept up and crushed one of the boyz before grabbing one in each hand and the third in his jaws. Shaking his head like a rabid beast the boy's spine was shattered and his useless carcass tossed to the side. The last two where slowly crushed in Vuldok's claws being pulped. The Lord of Change hissed his laughter before bringing his gaze up to the rest of the battlefield. Warboss DarDum was taken care of it seemed and the rest of the orks where struggling to keep some kind of order. While the chaos war band had taken some large losses they where mostly mutations and possessed. Failed experiments that could easily be remade. Flying up Vuldok grabbed the boyz riding the stolen heldrakes and crushed them in his palms before teleporting the drakes back to Umbrella's home world. Turning his glowing yellow eyes back to the field of battle Vuldok held his staff high the gem at the top emitting a piercing blue glow. Any ork touched by the light began to violently convulse before exploding and mutating into hideous abominations. The only exception was the Big Mek who could only stare in horror meeting the gaze of Vuldok. The greater daemon merely barked his laughter and tore a hole in reality allowing Umbrella to march home and the paralyzed body of DarDum to be loaded onto the assault tank with Red Queen and the terminators. They merely left him there to survive among his former comrades now turned hideous abominations by the ever so 'generous' Lord of Change Vuldok.

++++

Red Queen's mood had improved considerably as she dragged her prize down the pristine while corridor that led to her labs. As she marched steadily forward he mechanatendrals dragged the broken, but still very much alive, body of warboss DarDum behind her. As she approached the double doors of her lab they slid open smoothly and immediately. When the did she tossed the ork into the room where he slid forward before coming to a halt before another being currently already in the room. Standing over the ork was the Necron Overlord Apophis. He knelt down using his war scythe as a crutch to do so, and extended a bone white arm and clutched the jaw of the boss between his strong silver fingers. His green glowing eyes flicked about over the poor creature as he studied it.

"This is to be our new plaything for the next few weeks?" He spoke in a dry raspy voice. Red Queen nodded in acceptance. Apophis nodded back before having the creature up onto the lab table. "Then we best get to work. Deadalus is growing impatient...."

++++

File Close
System shut down...