Editing Story:Love Can Bloom (section)

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LIIVI snapped up onto his feet, rifle in hand. He picked his targets accordingly. Logic dictates to take down the Orks on their side of the river.
"Targets. Green skins. Distance, sixty meters and closing."
LIIVI steadies the Exitus rifle into his shoulder. He lines up his sight on the closest Ork and with a quick draw of his finger pulled the trigger. The bullet exited the guns barrel and reached not just into a Choppa's skull, but out and into another's jugular. The bullet had found its mark long before the sound of it broke the air. With just the flick of his wrist, LIIVI brought the barrel of his gun onto the next Ork and brought the emperors swift justice onto the foul xenos. He managed to empty his magazine unto nine of the fifteen savages, LIIVI spun on his heels and withdrew his Exitus pistol in one fluent movement, just in time to bring the business end of the gun onto the first Orks beginning to cross the river.

Taldeer could feel the ever changing ocean of fate, the future clash against the seaside shore. Amongst the tides came ripples that charged forth from the larger waves, that's when the first wave of Gretchen tried to claw at Taldeer with daggers of scraped metal. She took her wraithbone sword and hacked away at the child size cretins. It did not take long for the smaller green skins to runaway in total defeat, but the larger, aggressively stupid ones continued to charge forth. The Orks would step on any 'underling' that got Charles's and run into their path, determined to reach their intended targets. Taldeer readied her sword and prep aired a fighting stance that helped her gain speed and momentum against the larger, muscle bound beasts. The Orks charged again, showing no signs of slowing down. Taldeer's mind raced knowing that timing was crucial, the waves of relentless aggression surged towards her, the sky darkening with dread. That's when both her mind and soul commanded her body to strike. Taldeer sprang towards the mob of Orks, cutting them down ,moving through and from Ork to Ork.
LIIVI had emptied his clip on the last Ork, and Gretchens that dared towards him. That last three Orks had thrown their cleavers and had resorted to throwing Gretchens across the river. The end result was unsatisfactory in the green skins case, most of the Gretchens just landed in the water and were carried of by the currents. The few that did land on the other side, were kicked back into the river. The Orks on the far side of the river noticed that the Vindicare had not bothered to reload his pistol, this spurred the Orks into a new frenzy. The made a made dash across the river.
LIIVI aimed his rifle once more. Loaded a cartridge, aimed at the far right Ork.
"Three." He said, then... *snap* another shot, sounding like a finger snapping, found its mark in the Orks skull.
"Two."
Another cartridge loaded, rifle pointed on the middle Ork.
*snap* another sub-sonic bullet tears through flesh, brains and bone alike.
The last Ork was nearly on top of LIIVI when he dashed to the far left side of the Ork. Loading one last shot leveled the barrel of his Exitus rifle on the green skin.
"One, damned xenos."
The Ork barley had the chance to register a thought before the gun in the Vindicare hands released blessed steel into its cranium.
*snap*
Blood ran through the river, the Orks spores soaking deep into the mossy stone river. LIIVI watched, satisfied with his work turned around to find Taldeer finishing off the last of the Orks.

Her muscles burned as the adrenaline slowly fading away. Though it was just to Orks, they had managed to some how avoid most killing blows that left them grazed with cuts. And try all she could do, the vertigo was taking its toll. She dodged the Ork boy's strike and swung her sword into a wide enough arc to take the other Orks eye and part of his face and toof. 

Howling with rage, the boy staggered, hand over his face. This left Taldeer the opening she needed, taking the initiative and plunged her sword into the wounded green skins collar and yanked it out. Running auto pilot, Taldeer deflected the last Orks strike. Though she and her kin were physically impaired, compared to the green brutes. She managed to stop the ax short of cutting into her scalp. Taldeer tried to twist out of the stalemate, but the more she struggled to move, the closer the metal would to grazing her skin. 

The fates in her mind kept getting darker as she tried desperately to wrestle control from the Ork boy. Just as her arms seem liked they would go out, the ever changing fates of the future offered a small, bright light that pierced the what seemed like her certain doom. The small bastion of hope showed her a possible future, she just had to fall. And fall she did, the immediate lose of resistance threw the Ork off balance, when he regained balance he witness the Eldar laying on her back breathing hard. It was a perfect bait, as soon as the Ork took three steps too close, Taldeer, in a flurry of psionic energy had risen to her feet and threw the sword straight into the Orks right pectoral.

Momentarily stunned and just registering what happened, LIIVI watched as this Eldar wytch worked her powers to incinerate the Ork. It was like a dance of death, sung in harmonious choruses that spoke of this xenos.

<span style='color:red> This was an awefully fast transition. I'll probably add in some very short cleanup to break up the chopped scene change. </span>

Returning from his state of awe, LIIVI returned to land. They needed to get as far away as possible before more Orks showed up. Stocking up on as much water they could, they marched north west and continued to march on and stopped by twilight of the day's end. From the top of the hill the could look onwards and see the lights of the spaceport city. They were so close to what seemed like safety, one could almost forget about the dangers that lurked in the jungles below them.

"sleep" whispered LIIVI as he over watched the immediate surrounding area.
But Taldeer couldn't, even if she truly wished for it, her mind never rested on the guilt in her. The same guilt sparked by the daemonette. Sure the mon-keigh trusted her, he had gone through so much to save her. But did Taldeer really trust LIIVI, she saw his memories . What the imperium did... Turning him into a killing machine, with no real personality at all. He had nothing, no family, no home world, no name. He was a weapon designed to put down all targets they aimed him at, never to go against the grain. But he did, the day he could have killed her, or let the necron flayers skin her, he chose to save her.

''I betrayed his trust, dwelling in his mind.''
''But what does it matter? it's just a mon-keigh.''

''A mon-keigh who saved me, and trusts me. I'm a Farseer for Ulthwen sake.''

Tossing and turning, Taldeer finally found a small subtle amount of sleep. The kind of sleep where there are no dreams and the mind boarders between conscious and unconscious.

LIIVI stayed awake throughout the night thanks to combat stimulants, and remained vigilant in his overwatch of the Eldar. He made a small prayer to the God Emperor that he may live long enough to understand whatever his feelings for the Eldar meant, and that deliverance be swift.

The night, once a place filled with wild life hunters hunting and exotic birds squeaking, fell silent as the peered into the land set ablaze by war. Though far away in the distance, a three pronged battle of a much larger war was waged. Gorgutz' WAAAHHGG, Eliphas and his dark followers, and the Necrons fought for control of the neighboring land. The sky blazed alive with the fires of war, a consistent reminder to all beings of Kronus that greater powers were at work, but that the world was a mere piece set for a larger scheme at hand. Taldeer's mind could hear the fates sing songs of all possible futures, none of which was better than the last. Death lingered of the planet, a constant epidemic of power that fed power to the cackling of dark gods. 

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(Chapter 11)
Taldeer arose to the sounds of life echoing throughout the jungle. The air smelt of morning dew and smoke, her eyes didn't need to just to view the sun rise. At first it was a mere shimmer of a pale glow, then a fiery orange that soon developed into a full blinding light of energy that bathed the land with its glow.

''Where's the mon-keigh''. Looking around, he seem to have vanished into thin air. "That's impossible."

"What?" Replied LIIVI

''I could sense his presence close to mine, but he was nowhere to be seen''. Then out of instinct, I looked up to see a thin outline of a figure hanging onto the tree. It fell of the tree and in front of me soundlessly. That's when the cloaking device became reactive revealing LIIVI. He looked at me still with his stone cold face, but had a touched look of curiosity in his eyes.

"Nothing."
Whether he believed it or not, he didn't show signs of his thoughts, just nodded.
>(writefag special note, this was just practice on seeing if I'm capable of doing a first perspective narrative. I may or may not keep it, if so the same going to be a lot of touch ups.)

Taldeer grabbed the hip flask of water and took a swig, it looks to be a long walk to the Spaceport. They needed a way into the garrisoned city. As far as Taldeer knew, her kin had been pushed off of the worlds surface. Chaos, Orks and Necrons were still at large. The space marines, if they weren't busy hunting her people down, would become a power on the rise. Taldeer and LIIVI needed a miracle and get to a ship off world.
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