Iron hands successor chapter plotline GO!

+you make a good point... Let him deal with them then when his forces are weakened we strike *switches back to a public channel* archbishop! What are you doing?+

*jumping down from the thunderhawk* "kalag! Where's my Titan!?"

"You had a titan?"

"Yes! An imperator Titan to be precise. Which you stole."

"I know you're a tech marine but how the throne do you steal a Titan?"

*Raeven's iron halo burns in a rather incredulous manner, since it is in tune with Raeven's psychic abilities

"I don't remember nicking a titan...I remember nicking a poor fools power fists because he was mis using them but thats it"

"I don't remember nicking a titan...I remember nicking a poor fools power fists because he was mis using them but thats it"

*grumbles* nicking my Titan...

Scavengers start looting the battlefield.

OOC: Im off, night
IC: "I don't remember nicking a titan"

How in the emperors name is this place still upright? *knocks on the monastery door*

Ooc: night

Grunting in pain i start to scuttle off of the battlefield, tyranid and ork corpses all around, and I return to the monastery soon.

*Citcrotgle aircrafts falls back to the Circrotgle fleet*
Circrotgle Officer: Unknown space hulk, idenify thyself and state thy purpose.

"The power of the ominosiah!"

*The Cicrıtgle fleet splits in two, opens the way for the Cathedral*
*The Cathedral advances towards the hulk*

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OOC: Dude, you can't do that while nerus ain't here, thats extremly unfair

OOC: Is not that Hulk yours?

OOC: its nerus, and he isn't online, and you have just one shotted it without him getting a chance to fight back, which in its self is really fucking unfair and overpowered

OOC: It is not something that I have not done before, but will delete them.

OOC: Okay then

The hulk begins to open hundreds of rusted mechanical entrances and ports; make from smashed together ships and derelict hulks.
Hundreds of different and ancient troop pods and ships begin to land on the battlefield below; no techpriest two rustbuckets looking alike, all cobbled together and scavenged.

The people below start to fill the ships with the armour, ammo, weapons and munitions left behind after the massive battle; picking everything clean, even space marine corpses aren't safe, their armour being removed and their geneseed glands taken from their bodies.

*Circrotgle Monks stands against them*
Monk: Quit robbing the dead, defilers!

One of the figures looks at the monk, wearing protective outer space gear and a large, bulky helmet with a full gold visor.

He reaches for a back pocket, drawing a stub revolver; the rest drawing they're own weapons.

"Or what? You'll preach us to death?"

Circrotgle Monk: Why not?
*They begin to fire with lasguns, bolters, dark lances, pulse weapons and all other useful shit*
*The Cathedral advances to the Hulk*

OOC: Monk = Marine

OOC: Continue our topic too

The marine gets vaporized by a multimelta.

*The Cathedral creates a Webway portal in front of itslef, about to ram it in a second to the Hulk*

The hulk suddenly begins to shimmer, a cackling forcefield encasing it.

*Portal breaks the forcefield, digs deep, but Cathedral couldn't go further, forcefield recharges and stops it*
*Fleet strikes to the Hulk, ignoring the forcefield with dark lance weaponary*
*Many drop pods lands, Monks ready for assault, also Knights on the field*

The cathedral is assaulted, broken into as it rammed into the hulk, a lethal counter attack

*The Cathedral turns 90 degrees right, encloses to the Hulk and sends many troop carriers inside the Hulk from the great hole it digged, aims to the turrets of Hulk to avoid further damage* *EMP missiles launched on the Hulk to create a passage to inside*
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*The whole Circrotgle fleet has surrounded the Hulk and fires everything they have continiously*

*Raeven stands still with his marines* "well... Quick question... Does anyone know what the fuck is goin on? *one of the scavengers touches a salamders body, and receives a single bolt round to the head*

*Circrotgle forces boards on the Hulk*

*raeven and his men advance into the battle between the scavengers and circrotgle, mowing down the scavengers. Raeven strides up to the highest ranking looking o te marines* "hey, mind telling us who the hell you lot are? And what your doing on this planet, and where the Aquila is on your armour!?"

*of the

Circrotgle Monk Captain: To answer the question you are asking is something that I do not have permission of. I do what I do because I'm ordered to.
*He continues to assault*
*He continues

*grabs the marines shoulder* "where. Is. Your. Aquila." *the grip on the marine is like iron, Raevens strength is amplified 10 fold by his psychic power*

"I'd be more concerned that they are traitors to the imperium, dealing with xeno and even using they're weapons" says a particularly well dressed scavenger.

*Captain frees his shoulder and keeps distance*
Circrotgle Monk Captain: We dislike the aquila for two head is a symbol for chaos. Stand back, or the Archbishop would draw the help he gave you back.
*A drop pod lands near, High Monks comes out, wearing shining armors and wielding power weapons glowing with a blinding light*

"We need no help from heretics so consort with xenos" *the monks realise they are quite outnumbered, at least 100 marines and terminators are arrayed behind raeven*

The scavengers finish looting the spoils, using the distraction to escape; taking everything of value, before quickly heading back to the hulk, it's impregnable forcefield keeping it safe from harm.

"Cowards... We will come for you next, for daring to defile our brothers bodies"

*Well, not that outnumbered. At least 1/20 of the whole Monks of the Church is there, that makes 5.000. There are also Knights on the field too, not talking about the combined xeno tech empowered equipment they have*
*A High Monk encloses to Raeven, wielding a power warhammer*
High Monk: I recommend you to turn your back and go back to your wrecked ship. You may not survive this battlefield alive today.

*Suddenly anti-gravitaty device of the Hulk deactivates*

*raeven removes his helmet, revealing the scared blackened face beneath, he drops his helmet, and his entire body explodes into roaring flame. "WE ARE THE SONS OF VULCAN! AND WE DO NOT BOW TO HERETICS!" *behind him, several men, a chaplain, a librarian, an apothecary and several marines, step forward and burst into flame*

*raeven strides forwards, flames flickering, and pushes the high monk back with one finger* "we are the 3rd company. We do not bow and scrape to the likes of you, fight us if you dare, you shal be ash, cinders and ash!" *the salamanders, echo "YOU SHAL BE ASH!"