Editing The Birth of Xenobane (section)

==The Revenge of Xenobane==
The Revenge of Xenobane

The the dusk of the forty first millennium Abaddon The Despoiler had succeeded in tearing the galaxy asunder. Warp storms tore through the fabric of reality, countless worlds subjected to the horrors of the Warp and shook the Imperium to its very core. Countless battles were raged across the stars, among these battles includes remnants of Hive Fleet Behemoth from the closing days of the First Tyrannic War against a fleet of Chaos Space Marines. The marines in question were the weavers, a successor legion of the Emperor's Children whose task is to collect rare aliens aligned with their dark god and protect them from the Corpse Emperor's puppets until they ascend to daemonhood. Slaanesh cares not for his followers, but to have rarity his brethren can never claim pleases him to no end. The Weavers kept their pre-heresy colors as they still kept their obsession for perfection as their legion had a high rate of converting their champions into Daemon Princes.

In this instance the heretical marines had to battle the Tyranids that were interested in consuming them. Hours passed, both small fleets wore each other down from intense raids and projectiles flying. Eventually there was only the final ship of each side. The Weavers were divided wanting to either retreat to send what few xenos they had left to their master or summon Daemons in one final board. The sorcerers assembled and opened a portal to the Immaterium, desperate as the giant insectoids began to board upon crashing into the bow with their bioship's jaws clamping onto it. One abhorrent entity spilled out from unreality, the Soul Grinder that slays xenos unloyal to Chaos, the mighty Xenobane.

The rust-covered monster, still weary and only half recovered from the raid on Metal Key, questioned the sorcerers why he was summoned.

"Pain god worshiper, why did you summon me?"

"Any Warp Denizen will do! We need to exterminate a Tyranid horde!"

"As much as I hate unfaithful xenos, I was resting, promised my next mission will be an attack on the Konor System. Why am I fighting some fleet squabble?"

"We will send many loyal xenos to our master! We are aware of what those Nurgle worshipers have in store for the Macragge, you will help-"

"You monogod worshipers really think yours is the best, don't you? You have have revolting weaknesses."

"Slaanesh may be a prince now, but we will ascend our master to a king after-"

"Silence! The blood god refuses to see the usefulness of psykers, the decay god fails to act accordingly, the scheme god throws away resources, and the pleasure god has no interest to concentrate. I am loyal to the Forge. Also, what use are other xenos to you when your god has all Eldar?"

Rippers, Gaunts, and Gargoyles start charging into the main haul, stopped by the basic Tactical Marines aided by Havocs and Raptors while another line of defense was being mounted with Dreadnaught, Possessed, and Chaos Spawn.

"Just do something already!"

Unamused and disconnected from the situation, Xenobane tolerated the Chaos Marines no longer and with his wraithbone-laced Shining Impact sliced the sorcerers with one swift stroke. Nearby, the Terminator squad noticed and began unloading sonic and melta weapons. The abomination was stunned, but quickly retaliated with the Damned Magma, Star Strike, and Holocaust Eruptor all at once which slowly but surely punished and reduced them to molten slag. The Goliath Buster was used to destroy a blast door where the second wave assembled.

The battalion was caught off guard as the now enraged Soul Grinder emitted his chaotic rust fog from his rear engine to hide himself in the chaos. Quickly the beast charged in and swung his warpsword, easily cutting down the Weavers with little effort.

The first wave was successfully slain once Carnifexes and Lictors aided in the swarm. They managed to open a blast door thanks to Biovores and Zoanthropes assaulting it until the material became brittle enough to push through. On the other side the glutenous monsters became consumed by the cloud of rust fog. Before long Xenobane began charging and assaulting the swarm, his unreal weaponry easily shredded his enemies' flesh and carapaces. The Hive Tyrant of this swarm entered the fray, aided by eight Broodlords, and led every lesser creature into the ship for consumption. The rust cloud made its way toward the Hive Tyrant, the Broodlords charged in with Genestealers aiding them. This was a fatal mistake as Xenobane was quick to cut them down and decided to fight the Hive Tyrant one on one.

Armed with twin venom cannons and twin boneswords the Hive Tyrant unloaded his assault on the abomination. Xenobane was stunned by the blows, its body being in critical condition as it was still hindered. The cannons were sliced, both creatures resorted to close combat blades. Blow for blow for blow. Each left wounds fatal to most on the other, but their size and power saves them from going down for the count. Raveners tried aiding their master only to be easily sliced to pieces or violently crushed. Xenobane unleashed his weapons on every Tyranid that tried interrupting their battle, warp fire and lightning illuminating the area with terror. More Chaos Marines began shooting at the smaller Tyranids to keep the fight interrupted. The furious Neverborn grabbed the Hive Tyrant by the waist via Goliath Buster and charged deep into the bioship where it can do far more damage.

Once inside the bioship Xenobane launched the Goliath Buster to send the Hive Tyrant over a hundred meters back followed by the claw teleporting back to its arm. The Soul Grinder then released his hellish cloud followed by an onslaught of the Star Strike and Damned Magma that scorched the interior. The Holocaust Eruptor quickly dealt with lesser Tyranids inside, easily slaughtering them. The Hive Tyrant attempted a charge, but the fog prevented it from knowing where exactly Xenobane was. This allowed the Empyrean spawn to use a Shining Impact slash that bisected the swarm leader, finally ending the debacle.

The bioship soon violently erupted, the swarm being completely overwhelmed and quickly wiped out by the Weavers defending their ship. Xenobane managed to teleport back in before it was completely destroyed. The heretics quickly turned their attention to it, but the Daemon only felt discontent for those who summoned him. Stabbing his warpsword into the floor, it chanted as it was being fired on as its ethereal form began merging with its environment. Fear was starting to sink in with the occupants as unearthly howls could be heard through the interior. Tentacles, eyes, mouths, fog, and claws began to spawn from in and out of the hull, the outer section began to stretch out appendages to grab the destroyed chaos ships from the battle into its frame. The terror had finally sank in: Now that the Tyranid Shadow in the Warp was gone Xenobane had now possessed the ship. Every soul, human and xeno alike, was harvested by the Daemon Ship as the warp spawned appendages on the inside destroyed everyone inside. Blood curdling screams in terror echoed through the halls, horror now consumed them all in their final moments. Xenobane proceeded to take his new Daemon Ship, which he has named the Jyamadow, back to the Forge of Souls so he may finally rest. Only one word came to his mind after the ordeal:

"Pathetic."