Editing Pathetic Marines (section)

==''The Rage of the III Company''==

The 3rd Company of the Pathetic Marines is probably one of the least pathetic among the ten.
They are called “The Fleshbanes”, after their captain, Doomaius “Fleshbane” Gaius, and all of them present an unnatural aggressiveness towards what is daemonic and/or huge.
No official statement has been made by the Chapter Master about the theory that will be written here.

Recently updated records say that the Pathetic Crusade ended even before it had begun, as 98,6745631991357% of the ships collided upon exiting the warp, creating the Bastion of Weakness.
‘’Rarely is noted the fact that this event happened within the Eye of Terror.’’
When they returned they found themselves out of place and in a completely different time; truly a pathetic situation. In fact while in Real-Space passed ten thousand years, for them it looked like only a couple had passed since their departure.

Even they believed that they were away for a few years, they were still a few years in the realm where Chaos ruled supreme. The choices were two for many: slack off or go killing daemons.
Those who chose the second option today compose the III Company.
Was it was the blood? The Warp influence? Or simply a fate’s joke? Nobody knows, but the Fleshbanes, and their captain in primis, took a hate for any Warp-Spawn being. 
While the Pathetic Marines keep bragging about their patheticness, many of them are actually brutally efficient warriors, and the marines of the 3rd company are a shining example:
in multiple sectors people tell legends about the Emperor’s Angels who descended from the skies directly upon their foes and began attacking wildly while screaming “RIP AND TEAR! RIP AND TEAR UNTIL IT’S DONE!” while felling even the biggest of the giants with furious salvos and righteous blows.

[[File:Captainfleshbane.png|300px|thumb|left|''[...] and lo! There the Emperor's Angels of Death would come, and there they would rip and tear every foe, until it is done.'' ]]I was present with my acolytes during one of such events.

It was moving, to say the least.

Seeing how they fought with such fury replenished in my heart the feeling that under the light of the Emperor, surely mankind will triumph against every and any foe.

The one thing that left me speechless and made me wait for a couple of decades before talking about it again  was how the Pathetic Marines handled the Daemon invasion of Yegua 5.
The planet, in the first place, was a mess: Chaos cults were everywhere, the PDF was composed of barely a thousand men, all of which were gathered in the Governor’s palace, citizens were all the time on the brink of starting a planet-wide rebellion, all it needed was a little push from the outside.
A Desolator-class Chaos Battleship was that little push.
The cults rose from the underhives, warp-spawns started appearing everywhere and within few hours the civilian casualties numbered in millions.
A plead for help was sent by the Planetary Governor, I received it and I put it trough to the Marines, which I was travelling together with at the time in order to improve the relations between the inquisition and the chapter.
I remember some of the things said during their commanders’’ discussion about who to send there:

“Did anybody say Daemons? RIP AND TEAR!”

“Let them do it themselves!”

“We should at least give some support!”

“I agree, as long as there are no Necrons there!”

“I can’t see shit, brothers!”

In the end they voted for “RIP AND TEAR” as a resolution method. Thus the 3rd Company was sent there.
By the time they arrived every single human was dead or corrupted, the planet had become itself fully tainted by Chaos. 
There was only one way all this could end.
In slaughter.
Every single living thing, if daemons even really live, was slain, ripped and tore into pieces.
A mere hundred marines, against millions. 
The daemons didn’t stood a chance.
Six month of continuous fighting, 3 marines and a couple of Khorne Berzerkes  later, appeared the strongest being remembered in that war: a Bloodthirster of Khorne.
This daemon, lured by the bloodshed, entered the mortal realm roaring and stampeding trough the main Hive.

And while I won’t say that Doomaius did duel against it and killed it by furiously and continuously punching its face for an entire day, I won’t say he didn’t.

On a side note, the first achievement scored by the 3rd Company during that war was actually boarding the Desolator battleship and make it crash down on the planet surface after conquering it from within.

-''Inquisitorial Record n.4358376-539, Inquisitor Emil Von Ansanger, De Miserationi Adepti Astarti ''