[b][i]He had exiled himself after his return. He was too dangerous to be amongst his sons and allies. He was no longer himself. His great footsteps sank into the blackens sands of the southern ghost lands as plumes of ash rained from the twilight skies. An aurora of pale green shown through the clouds above and danced in the skies overlooking the outpost in the distance - they had no idea the killer angel was approaching. They had no idea that his bloodlust would be the end of them all. He had been walking for weeks in the black dunes of the desert, a landscape that bore a striking similarity to the cursed plane of existence he faced in the dream state. His death seemed like an eternity ago. His Primarch psyche had shattered in the hell of dreamscape as he spent lifetimes lost, although he was only gone from Terra for a few years. All that remained was broken like shards of glass that made up he fragmented memories, and his unending thirst for blood. The winds blew drifts of course sand into his eyes and slowly wore away the blood red of his hulking battle plate. He could smell smoke and blood in the air as he approached the outpost. Some of them were wounded from a previous combat with an unknown enemy, the aroma of blood aroused his thirst as he begin to lose his grip on reality. He spread his great obsidian wings and unsheathed his legendary weapon. The Blood Reaper ignited with a tremendous thunderclap of raw warp energy as a shockwave of over-pressurized and superheated air splashed outwards with crackling, distorted lightning. Whispering reached his ears from the darkness surrounding him. He caught a glimpse of a man in a finely-tailored suit watching him from the shadows. He was smiling again. The bloodlust was irresistible. Moments later, Sarris-Sanguine was among the inhabitants of the outpost. [/i][/b]

[spoiler]psst. Guys. Just let it go... *starts ripping bread apart then throws it all over the place*[/spoiler]

Hadra awoke when she and Jay had reached Rykers. The mansion seemed at peace. There was no malicious intent in the air. Still the young woman could not help, but worry and she couldn't sense Celeste here either. "Jay she isn't here. This isn't good Jay. It's very bad." She wrought her hands and her breath quickened. Hadra was trying not to be angry. She had trusted everyone there, although she did realize that something bad could happen. Still Hadra had really hoped... now she was just being disappointed.

[spoiler]For Boogeyman; Closed[/spoiler] The memories were intoxicating. They could have drowned anyone, but they aggravated him to no end. He hated, he loved, he pressed forward. Even if this being was only the fabrication of memories, Matthias needed this. Maybe this new being would find some salve for the exuding hate and darkness that sought to destroy him. For Tiberius though, it was just too much work. Walking up to the figure he placed a hand on his shoulder. A flare of power was acknowledged somewhere in the Golden City and away they went. Tiberius teleported himself and the Memory man to where Matthias was at the end of the Golden City. On a dusty broken road Matthias walked. Already alert due to Tiberius using his power Matthias stood ready. He had only look up though and a chill shot through him. Tiberius face was serious, deadly serious. He stepped away from the man and Matthias walked over. Looking at the Memory Man Tiberius said aloud. "This was Akron's greatest achievement. The joy that over came any evil, hate, or darkness. This is Matthias. He is not only a legacy he is a son, a piece of his father. He above all and anything deserve the chance to be half the man his father ways. If you really are the culmination of Akron's memories, then do what Akron could not. Use Akron's life to teach the boy. Don't let that man's life go to waste unwritten or forgotten. In that way... find your salvation."

[b]The End[/b] [i]Me and Sawyer walked through the sandy hall of the old temple. We had followed Apophis here. It was going to end here, one way or another. WE walked to the left down another corridor, our rifles raised. It was dark in the hall, it being so far underground, I could see why. [/i] "Yo, Kaleb. We got movement up ahead." [i]I nod in reply, my tracker picked it up too. Something was moving up ahead, about 60 meters or so. It was twitching about this way and that, darting left, then right again, then back to the left, then it would go backwards. Whatever it was, I was not calm in any way. Me and Sawyer kept inching forward, until we reached where the creature was. A large chamber, about 20 meters wide and 10 meters long, with ceilings high enough to accommodate Sixshot. In the center of the chamber, I saw Kaden, or at least, Kaden's body. It was really apophis in control of that tormented casing for a soul. I looked over at Sawyer, who was returning the stare. That stare was abruptly cut off as a knife, in the shape of a serpent's tooth, cut through the air and impaled itself in Sawyers throat, staining his white armor a sickly shade of crimson, he gargled out nonsense words as He choked on blood and gasped for air. the gaping wound in his throat getting larger as a red toxin began to slowly eat away at his skin, his silent scream unheard. I immediately looked back over to the right to see the goddamned snake standing right there. [/i] "Kaleb! So nice to see you!" [i]He says in Kaden's voice as he throws a vicious right cross, catching me by surprise and effectively knocking flat onto the ground, my face hitting the dusty ground, sand kicking up into my eyes, I sprung back up to be met by another punch, I was braced this time, my muscles tensing up as the fist colliding with my shoulder, I reel back, drawing my revolver and firing off a shot at his thigh, the bullet collides, leaving a large dent in his flesh, but no blood. I don't know what was going on there, maybe he was resistant to usual firearms? Whatever, I would defeat this monstrosity. He charges me, a knife appearing in his hand, he slashes upwards, a large gash appearing from my waist to my lower torso, I hiss is pain, feinting a kick to the face, before dropping it to the knee, my foot firmly colliding with my intended target, he falls to the ground, I lower my foot, then swipe upward with such ferocity that he soars up 3 feet into the air before falling down. I am on him in a second, blood, and even a little bit of organs spilling out the gaping hole in my chest as his venom chews away at me. It hurt like hell, but I didn't care. I begin punching him in the face repeatedly, right cross, left cross, right cross, left cross, over and over until his face was swollen and blue. [/i] THIS IS FOR EVERYTHING! FOR MY WIFE, MY SON, MY FRIENDS, MY HOME! YOU TOOK EVERYTHING! YOU WERE BEHIND IT ALL! YOU CALL YOURSELF A GOD, BUT THERE"S ONE THING THAT FALSIFIES YOUR CLAIM! [i]I draw my knife, imbuing it with a mixture of darkness and light energy, then slwoly drag it across his cheek, causing a deep cut, golden ichor spilled out the wound, coagulating below him.[/i] Gods. Don't. Bleed. [i]I say as I spit in his face. In that moment, I see something in him, a flash of black in his golden eyes, And in that moment, I realized something. He was possessing my friend. I sigh, placing my hand on his head. I had been through fighters, waged war against sexual innuendos incarnate, worked as a mercenary, made kebabs out of my enemies, traveled across dimensions and made a group of the best friends I ha ever had the pleasure of meeting. But now I realized something. It was the end of the road for me, I was too damaged., too broken to go on. I was one tough mother-blam!-er, but a man could only take so much. I began to transfer all my powers to Kaden, while draining Apophis' essence into me. As the red drained from Kaden's eyes, I sighed. I began to struggle. [/i] [b]WHAT! WHY? YOU CAN'T SUSTAIN ME! [/b] That's the point, bitch. I go to hell, I bring you with me. "Kaleb? What are you-" Kaden, I need you to listen. Take my revolver, imbue a bullet with magic, and shoot me in the head. End Apophis, end the serpent. Remember the spell for 'Execrate' that Shadeslayer taught us? Use it, end this bullshit. "But-" DO IT! [i]Without another word, I draw my gun and press it into Kaden's hand. I close my eyes in my kneeling position, Kaden stands up, muttering the spell I mention. He shouts the final word and holds the gun up to my head. With a simple CLICK, a spout of flame erupts from the barrel as the .44 Magnum rounds tears through my skull, and enters my brain, going out the back end, leaving a considerable hole in my head, I slump over to the floor, as I go from one journey to the next. I see Phoenix, my Wife, my Son, and all the others we'd lost.I take a deep, spiritual breath as tears run down my eyes, that little salty rivulets flowing freely for the fist time in years. I step forward, to my new home. [/i]

[b][u]Dust and Echoes[/u][/b] [b][i]Give the order. Now?!? Do it. But we ar- You do it lieutenant or I will do it for you Fine.[/i][/b] [b]Jared walked among the troops in his base, he intended to show the golden city he is not an enemy, though it may be seen as aggressive He boarded an M1A1 Abrams MBT, with a Japanese logo on the side, for "dojo" The convoy of tanks and VTOL gunships rumbles on, with anxious eyes looking on from the command centre [/b] ((Open))

[b][i]The Final Showdown[/i][/b] In Ryan's base, he was preparing, he had all the armor, he had the incantation. Kneeling, he says it. He knew Ryker was coming with his friends, his wife, his sister. The incantation would take time to work. Standing he turns, walking to the entrance of his base, and waiting. [spoiler]Closed to Shad[/spoiler]

[spoiler]For Tech; CLOSED[/spoiler] Before the grand military building was a park. There citizens calmly took their lunches and strolled the little paths. It was a nice place, quiet. Today there were not too many people and Tiberius took the liberty of walked towards the park. An open space offered room for a fair fight. So long as they didn't get out of hand. He laughed at the thought. At least now it wasn't to the death. Turning to face her he stood a good 12 feet away. Widening his stance he kindly smiled to the young lady whose presence he was residing in. He flexed his hands and spoke. "I believe this will suit our purposes. If you do so approve Your Highness?"

[spoiler]For Trejo; CLOSED[/spoiler] Far, far away a war was being lost. They were exhausted and few, not enough. Hadra drew her sword from the body of a beast and the flesh and blood of the dead creature was flung across the hallway. Immediately the blade was moved to protect her in a fell movement and she was pressed into a wall. On just the other side was space. She could survive, but then her mission would have been for naught. She roared in an exhausted fury. Doubling her effort she removed herself from the lodged position and cut down the assailant. The red emergency lights danced to the deadly song the ship had been singing since she boarded it. There was still life. But it would all die... very soon. A psychotic and eerie laugh emitted from her throat filled the hallway as she walked to the bowels of the ship. She only desired two things from this mission. Access to the main server to deliver a virus to the enemy fleet, and to destroy this particularly important ship. She grinned. Sanity slipped and the euphoria of death distilled within her nostrils. This is what happens when you live for an eternity. Give me your soul, give me your body, and I will give you life. More than life if you do not fight me. Hadra felt buoyed by the power that filled her body as she closed in on the last door that attempted to keep her out. Attempted. She laughed as blood flowed newly over the caked line that fell over her upper lip from her nose. She raised a hand to the door and it crimped. Raising her sword brought the thing to dust. Immediately a protective barrier went up to protect herself. She cleaned her nails under a hail of fire and ignored their vain attempt to save their lives. "Out of ammo? Isn't that a pity?" Before a word could be uttered Hadra cast a spell that sucked the life of all the living beings in the room. She smiled and waltzed right in. After finishing her job there she programmed the ships energy cores to overload. Removing a dead body from a desk Hadra laid down and sang herself a little song. She giggled, but only for a moment. Although just a blip on the radar she could feel Celeste's presence appear and vanish. It was cause for concern on a number of levels. But one very much so in particular. Her heart jumped to her throat as a vile presence entered the room she was in. A dark figure emerged from the shadows. Yellow teeth formed a fearful grin. "Hello lovely. It seems we have a dilemma today. I'd be willing to let you go my pretty. If you'd just lead me beyond these bounds." Hadra's heart raced as she tried to make a decision with the clock ticking down. "Ha dilemma? It's simple. You appeared I kill you." "Oh no lovely, I felt that too. Your friend is in trouble. I can already taste her blood. But when I get to it, it will be dry. Can't you just go check on her? I'll make you a deal. I'll let you say goodbye?" Gritting her teeth together Hadra charged. Suddenly she felt a reprieve from Lady Heather. In an instant of her flight towards the creature she disappeared. A bound of energy and memory dropped her in the Golden City. Panic overtook her and she breathed to calm herself. She was covered in blood and very much wide-eyed. But only one name did she scream at the top of her lungs. "JAY!!!" In that instance of teleportation, even across multiple galaxies, something dreadful followed her and it pleasantly took its time.

[b]A group of three men enter the golden city, weapons primed, and start heading towards the government buildings[/b] [b]the leader speaks up[/b] Leader: "keep your heads on a swivel, make sure we don't get killed obviously" Grunt 1: "no shit" [b]They move deeper into the city, and they double check their weapons[/b] ((Open))

[b]Terra-Catacombs Entrance[/b] [i]Ammourette stared at the entrance to the catacombs, a chilling sense of something being wrong and the taint of death are there to greet her.[/i] Does it have to be down here? [i]Ammourette looked at the bounty poster in her off Hand, an unknown Tyranid prowling through the catacombs, big $$$ to be made but at the same time a lot of danger. It didn't sit right in her stomach as she stared into the endless dark, looked like she was on her own.[/i] I was really hoping it'd be a bandit or something above ground and having to do with a duel, that's more my style.... [i]She sighed, but she needed the money after all the rent wouldn't pay itself and her pockets were dry. Hesitantly she took her first step down the stone stairs, her footfall echoing throughout the mass grave. She shivered in fear but pushed the thoughts back as she tried to will herself to move on further.[/i] [spoiler]Open[/spoiler]

[b]The Golden City, KGB/GRU safe house bravo.[/b] Dmitri and the six other remaining men stood in the operations room, gathered around a map of the city. Over the past few days the operatives had been gathering Intel on the deposition of imperial guard forces in the region. They had also made contact with other cells of Agents. They needed someone to get them inside the imperial intelligence office, they needed to know how much the imperium knew of their operations. [i]A market place near the sewer entrance[/i] Dmitri sat at a cafe pretending to read a novel watching everyone traveling the street. He was looking for his target. [i]open[/i]

Thomas wonders around the Golden City yelling one word. "BBBOOORRREEEDDD!!!" (Open)

Haven't seen this place in a LONG while :P *Raises Camera* "Click" *Lowers Camera* Good times.

[spoiler]No. [/spoiler]

[b]APCs drive up to a hill overlooking the Golden City, and men set up a camp. The next day, VTOLs are spotted at the camp deploying fabricated structures. They start up an outpost, with several artillery in the middle of a courtyard, an two VTOLs. A small contingent of men with an APC approach the city[/b] ((Open))

Tiberius waited in the lobby of a general government lobby. They all looked the same. General, conservative, and boring. This did not fit the young man's personality, but he was advanced for his age and a unique brand of patience was his boon. He had called Matthias once and hesitated to do so again. What a bore. The offices would close eventually, but there were a few expeditions signing up. Tiberius had found a group that just might fit. He signed up, but they refused to let him sign Matthius up. There were still several hours left. Stretching out in a chair, he rubbed his head and sighed. Today had been so incredibly boring. Now even he itched for some adventure. Nothing so dangerous as before, but certainly something to overcome the boredom. [spoiler]OPEN[/spoiler]

Ryker eventually arrives at the cafe with Ellie, in his ACSC. He looks at Sam, and then Marcus. "Hey Marcus." "Sup Ryker." Ryker turned his attention to Kaebius. [spoiler]Closed for Shad[/spoiler]

[i]The first directorate[/i] Mikhail petrov, the head of the first directorate looked over the reports from the golden city. The man was old now, four hundred years old, his gray thinning hair had been shaved bald long ago. His pale wrinkled skin showed his age [u][i]and[/i][/u] the stress of his job. His biggest problem was the constant thorn in the side of the Slavic union. The imperium of man, though not what it once was, with many governments, including his own breaking off in their respective corners of the Galaxy. There was chaos in the universe, yet the abominations that fed off of the energy had receded. The golden city housed roughly three hundred covert agents, all members of the first directorate and the union. His current headache was a problem that may turn out tone a very serious issue with the krepost, the seat of his government. He would need to task a group of agents and soldiers to investigate. He sighed, that meant working with the GRU, the rival service. The KGB had enough problems as it was, without General Yefim furthering his political career. He would request his son's brother-in-law, captain Dmitri Tarkov to be assigned. The man had a strong head on his shoulders and was loyal to the motherland, not his own pocket. [i]Terra, the Golden City, Outskirts [/i] The stealth transport set down and the eight man team hustled out. They carried their gear, both civilian and military with them. The four soldiers were hand picked by the chief of the first directorate, so the agents were more trusting of them, seeing them as loyal dogs and not vicious wolves that would tear them apart when their backs were turned. They stayed down as the ship lifted off again and sped back towards the stealth carrier and towards home. An hour passed and they dared move, heading to a group of vehicles cached by local operatives. They divided into two groups of three and one group of two, each taking a land vehicle suitable to their cover. Captain Dmitri Tarkov drove while his KGB partner slept, they were fortunate, they were disguised as a imperial guard patrol and so Dmitri had a weapon close at hand. They got through the outer security just fine, only having trouble now. He perspired visibly, the guardsmen were taking too long checking his cover. He turned to say something to his partner when a bullet struck the windshield. Throwing the car into reverse he accelerated only to have the engine be ripped apart by the heavy bolter. He and his partner ducked out of the car and ran to cover, each drawing fire. Dimitri was thoroughly pissed and returned it, his AK-397 spitting orange light back at the red of the lazguns and the heavy bolters. [i]open, react as a bystander, you had no knowledge of the operation or pm me to set up a scenario in which you did.[/i]

[spoiler] https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/79/c6/93/79c693f7ec222954c46981bd8f21d417.jpg http://www.365airsoftshop.com/images/airsoft_mask/Japanese%20Ghost%20King%20samurai%20Mask%20Gold.jpg [/spoiler] [i] Ronin stood on the edge of the rooftop, overlooking The Golden City. He wore the armor given to him by Edward "Venom" Schrader long ago, along with his personal insignia on it; a yin-yang symbol over crossed swords on the breast plate. He wore three katanas over his back, one is a brilliant white and gold, the second is an all black, and the third is an olive green, the hilt being that of a dragon head. The only reason he'd come back to Terra was for a challenge. Earth was getting boring; what use was being the world's greatest swordsman if no one could challenge him? No.. He knew there were formidable opponents out there; he just had to find them.[/i] (Open)

[u]Western District[/u] [i]Ammourette had finally found a place to stay, she had wandered for the most part before she got tips on where to look, mainly the northern and western most districts. After no success in the northern district she was finally able to rent an apartment for a modest sum. She immediately got cleaned up by showering and swapping into a new outfit.[/i] It's not much but it's better than nothing. [i]She smiled looking around at her new place.[/i] Now that everything is settled and i have a place to call home, it's back to business. [i]Ammourette grabbed her swords hitching them onto her waist before opening the door and stepping outside.[/i] [spoiler]Open ^~^[/spoiler]

[b][u][i]Why are these things!!?[/i][/u][/b] [b][i]Eastern District.[/i][/b] [i]Thomas had been sitting peacefully in a plaza, but then he noticed a group of five people... But not people, they looked to be analyzing everything. They walked towards Thomas, he just sat that, pretending nothing was wrong... Eating chimichangas. As they drew closer the metamorphosised into [url=https://encrypted-tbn2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQVLqDfAq4PFANnHqI91stLnXRKuGm6xzYg2rYq7B4JBbBFs6Z_rw]war bots[/url].[/i] "Oh shit..." [i]He stood up quickly and swung his staff at the nearest one, denting it, his eyes shone with electric energy which he unleashed on the nearest on, causing it to overload and explode.[/i] "One down... Four to go..." [i]He ran his staff through another bot's shoulder, causing it to fall off. He then froze the insides of the bot, and watched it fall apart. He then fired a massive heart wave at the third melting it. Thomas looked to the fourth and fifth.[/i] "RRAAAGHHH!!" [i]He slammed his staff into the ground causing the earth to open up and swallow the last two. He quickly closed up the earth to make sure they didn't have the chance to fly out.[/i] "That... That was interesting..." [i]He sat down again and picked his chimichangas.[/i] "I should've left one mostly intact... I could've studied it." [i]He starts eating again.[/i] [spoiler]Opem[/spoiler]

Far, Far away... a story unveils. [url=https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/184014264/0/0]Will you make that story yours?[/url]