Editing Abaddon's 14th Black Crusade (section)

==[http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/15593949/ Part II]==

Kharn tells a story on how he was surfing the hijacked hellhound into the rear flank of a Leman Russ tank formation and was going to detonate it in a blaze of glory, Khorne then whispered to him on how Slaanesh's and Tzeentch's influences were powerful in the Vengeful Spirit. He then asked the guardsmen to drive the hellhound into the warp-rift that appeared near them to save the warmaster. Abaddon assures Kharn that this was simply because of a new Black Crusade forming up and not because he was betraying Khorne or anything. The two then share a customary brofist, which caused Sindri to cry out in pain as he crashed into the Betrayer's fist. Abaddon then asks Kharn for his assistance in his new Black Crusade, which he agrees to without hesitation as he and the warmaster share another brofist, which again causes pain for Sindri. 

''"Haha, thank you, old friend"'' remarks Abaddon as he is informed that that Ahriman's vessel is near, along with Lucius'. 

As Abaddon thinks of more champions to recruit for his time-traveling crusade, three names come into mind: [[Doombreed]], Khorne's most powerful champion, [[Doomrider]], one of Slaanesh's greatest champions, and [[Araghast the Pillager]], one of Abaddon's finest Chaos Lords. He also orders Eliphas to get some [[Jokaero]], which puzzles the rest. Abaddon also asks Kharn if he can contact Angron and get him to join his Black Crusade, but the Betrayer could not, Angron is still a vexed over Kharn on how he shattered the entire World Eaters legion single-handedly, which Abaddon understands and proceeds not to recruit the angry primarch anymore.


Neroth then protests: ''"Lord Abaddon, if I may speak, how do you expect the handful of us to summon two daemon princes and a dead Chaos Lord? We may be the finest psykers among the legions, but we are not that powerful, my lord"''. 

Abaddon, infuriated at this weakness, backhands the sorcerer and yells: 

''"YOU CALL YOURSELVES SORCERERS OF TZEENTCH? PATHETIC! EITHER SHOW ME NOW THAT YOU ARE STILL WORTHY TO SERVE THE DARK POWERS OR I WILL PERSONALLY THROW YOU INTO A WARP PORTAL MYSELF!''". Neroth then stands up and the cabal fearfully obliges and commences the summoning. 

As the sorcerers chant their dark verses, the Despoiler is informed that Typhus' fleet is nearing their location. ''"Yes, it is all going to plan as the Changer of ways said it would. Perhaps today, the Imperium of Man will finally fall!''", Abaddon says confidently to himself. He then contacts Eliphas on the status of the [[Jokaero]], which he replies that he has already dispatched several capture teams to a nearby subsector and will get them shortly.


Suddenly, an unexpected warp portal appears in the center of the summoning circle the cabal was using and in the blink of an eye, a flaming motorcycle jumps out of the portal and screams in accomplishment. It was none other than Doomrider the Champion of Slaanesh, the odor around him is mixed with the smell of a hundred drugs and combat stimulants, and exotic perfumes and smells, which had mixed effects on everyone in the room, either smelling the different odors or falling into a trace from the drug residue emanating from Doomrider. The champion then asks the warmaster: 

''"I heard that you were throwing another party Lord Abaddon, do you mind if I join you and cause some ohh-so sensual debauchery along the way?"''. 

Abaddon tells the drug-addled biker that he is indeed commencing another Black Crusade and requires his assistance. Doomrider then takes a 500ml syringe filled with a concentrated cocktail of a hundred different drugs and combat stimulants from his codpiece, stabs the 10 inch long needle into his skull and injects on the spot. The fire burning on Doomrider's head intensifies tenfold as he then yells: 

''"BY SLAANESH YEEEAAAAAAAH!"''. Meanwhile, one of Abaddon's sorcerers then drops dead as a flaming axe cleft his head in two, which Abaddon simply shrugs off and moves on.


Just then, Neroth reports that they've finally found Araghast's soul in the warp but they cannot summon it forth or contact it. Seeing as he has little time to waste, Abaddon orders his cabal to tear open a warp rift, which they do without trouble, he then steps in front of it and focuses his mind on his next, unbelievable task. For reasons only Tzeentch would know, Abaddon punches the rift with his right daemonically possessed arm, which causes Sindri to cry out in pain as he is being pushed into another plane of existence. Sindri's psychic screams are also causing the warp rift to expand in size, then some daemon-ichor starts to leak out of the rift. Abaddon continues to feel around in the warp, hoping to duplicate his luck with Sindri and catch yet another great daemon and pull it out of the warp. Much later however a daemon starts to pull Abaddon into the warp and as soon as this happens, against all that is remotely sane, Abaddon pushes his head into the warp rift and gives the daemon an almighty headbutt, almost forcing it to loose it's grip but to no avail for it would not let go. The daemon then lets loose a mighty psychic blast that caused time for Abaddon to stand still as he thought it was his end, but it would appear that the Lord of Decay has more in store for the Despoiler as the chaos god blesses him for his sheer courage, which allowed him to shrug off the psychic blast as if it was but a splash of water. Again, Abaddon gives it another headbutt for it's insolence, which causes the daemon to cry out in agony.


Growing impatient, Abaddon plunges his left arm into the warp and grabs the daemon by the neck, chocking it like a Slaaneshi whore. He then looses his right arm and grabs the daemon's nostril, which causes it to swat Abaddon away in desperation and it finally succeeds in doing so as Abaddon looses his grip with Sindri as the daemon roars on. Gathering up all the reserves of strength Abaddon could muster, Abaddon fights to climb back into the materium while grappling the daemon in one hand, which he successfully managed to do, much to the amazement of everyone in the room. Once out of the warp, the warmaster of Chaos orders his cabal to bind the captured daemon into his left arm, giving him 2 daemonically-possesed appendages but cannot do successfully for the daemon still has the significant strength to resist as it flails and thrashes around. 


The daemon shouts: 

''"YOU WILL PAY FOR THIS OFFENSE MORTAL, WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE TO ATTEMPT TO CAPTURE A DAEMON PRINCE OF CHAOS?!"'', to which Abaddon replies: ''"I am Abaddon, bearer of the Mark of Chaos Ascendant, greatest mortal champion of Chaos Undivided!''". 

The daemon then scoffs at his boasting as he shouts: ''"HA! YOU MAY BE A MIGHTY MORTAL CHAMPION, BUT YOU ARE NOTHING COMPARED TO A 10,000 YEAR OLD DAEMON SUCH AS I!"'' 

Angered at such arrogance, Abaddon bitch-slaps the daemon with his right hand and tells him that he is also about as old as the daemon and threatens it with more harm unless it agrees to be bound to the warmaster's arm. The daemon continues to resist as he counters: 

''"FOOLISH HUMAN, I AM M'KAR THE REBORN, PRINCE OF THE WORD BEARERS! DO NOT THINK I WOULD SERVE SUCH A PATHETIC CREATURE LIKE YOU"''. 

Brimming with anger and impatience, Abaddon has had enough of this pompous daemon and picks up Drach'nyen and swiftly thrusts the sword into the daemon's throat, his head then severs as icky daemonic guts spill out. Abaddon then picks up where he left off and fondles around in the warp again with his right hand, again causing Sindri unfathomable pain.


Minutes pass as Abaddon gets hold of something again, this time, less powerful than the last. 

''"Who are you?! Release me now!"'', it shouts in protest as Abaddon starts pulls it out of the warp in quick succession. 

''"Let go! I will feed you your own spleen as I break your back and use your throat as a lash, dog!"'', the warp entity continues to defy as Abaddon's arm starts to crack and buckle under the stress again. 

However Papa Nurgle still watches over the fearless warmaster as he continues to pull it out, preventing his arms from further degrading. Shortly after this, Abaddon managed to successfully pull the soul out as it stands as a purple wisp in his hand, it then threatens: 

''"Insignificant dog! I shall destroy you for the Black Legion!"'' 

Which Abaddon responds to by swing Sindri at the soul, hitting it and stunning it with a burst of warp energy. Abaddon then, again in all that is odd, presses the stunned soul against his codpiece and uses Sindri's sorcerous powers to bind it into the armor piece. His now raging boner screams: 

''"HOW DARE YOU! Who the hell do you think I am? I am Araghast the Pillager! Master of Hounds! The Lash of the Black Legion!"''. 

Abaddon then silences his screaming codpiece as he inform it that he is Abaddon the Despoiler, which causes Araghast to ask for forgiveness and ask what can he do to serve him again, which Abaddon replies to by telling him that he will serve in battle once the Black Crusade begins.


Hours pass as the warmaster now tells Ahriman that his Black Crusade will begin now, Eliphas also informs Abaddon that he has captured a multitude of Jokaero. As all is now in place, Abaddon assembles his champion as he prepares to debrief them of his 14th Black Crusade's ultimate goal: To kill the [[Emperor|False Emperor]] as a child, ensuring that it will be an easy affair for he is still weak and frail, he then tunes into the vox and inform the ships of the plan: to travel 40,000 years into the past to kill the Emperor. At first, there was silence amongst the legions of Chaos, they could not believe that this is happening, then they roar out in cheer and appeasement. The fleets of different champions then move into formation as Ahriman and his cabal starts to bend the warp and begin the trip, Abaddon looks on as light and darkness bends at the sheer speed they are going. 

''"WARRIORS OF CHAOS,IT IS TIME FOR THE GALAXY TO BURN! FOR TODAY WE WILL DEFINE RIGHTEOUSNESS!"'' Ahriman shouts over the vox, 

''"Hmmmm....now where have I heard that speech before....?"'' Eliphas ponders in his mind. 

As they continue to travel through time and space, Abaddon sees a multitude of colors, lights, and sequences of it shifting, he feels as if his soul is pulling away from him, then suddenly something totally unexpected: one of Abaddon's Justaerin Terminators enters the room and starts flailing something around while shouting: 

''"Lord Abaddon, I finally found your original arms! Creed hid them in the engine room!"''.