[b]Terra Catacombs[/b] [i]tick tock tick tock[/i] The metronome ticked a steady rythem. It was cold and lifeless, almost mechanical in nature. So perfect in time to the eyes of man. Ticking away in time to an unending rythem. [i]Tick tock tick tock[/i] 7th tick and he could here it. The subtle difference that no mortal man could have noticed. The lapse in time nearly a trillionth of a second, but he he could hear it. Slowly he could sense it changing as the time of the metronome changed. [i]tick tock tick tock[/i] It was imperfect, he always knew it as such. The gravity of the curved planet in conjunction with the rotation with regards to his distance from the planets rotating axis. But it served purpose. A constant reminder of imperfection that plauged humanity. [i]tick tock tick tock[/i] But no more, he thought as he stared at the processing card below him. Such imperfections were to be resolved. Sure the constant state of evolution would take its course, but what if he sped it up. Genetic modification on a planetary scale. Such was the power of the warp that the omnisiah delivered him. [i]tick tock tick tock[/i] But what of a host. A genetic card to stamp into humanity as a template. The eldar were intelligent enough but to frail and weak minded to accept this holy work. The Ork to stupid. The Tau to close minded. He needed something direct, strong and intelligent, that would let mankind obedient to the omnisiah and the omnisiah alone. He needed Tyranids. [i]tick tock tick tock [/i] He stared out of the office to his impromptu operations. Tech adepts scurried to work, each one with various degrees of chitin growing with their augmentations, granting them shape, form, and purpose to the once simple chitin growths. Even some women were swayed to his cause. The tyrannid genetic imprint working differently, almost intoxicating to all that lacked the proper augmentations. He had to admit though their children were born quickly and grew just as effecintly. [i]tick tock tick tock [/i] He walked to the back of his office and entered the chip into a cognator. Lights and symbols rewrote themselves as he flipped a switch illuminating an area behind the wall as it faded away like a hologram. "Soon precious you will enlighten us al." The Fabricator said plainly at the beast with in. [i]Tick tock tic...[/i] [spoiler]bum bum bummm[/spoiler]