Tales from the Deep
These stories are part of the community effort on the Abyssal Jaws chapter that are deemed too short for a full wiki page of their own.
- The Captain Nemo stood still, lost on his thoughts. it wasn't easy to reach on his position on the SeaGuard, he drove countless ships, submarines, sunk diverse enemies vehicles, killed gigantic sea beasts, and now, he pilots the colossal “Barracuda” submarine called Szehmekhen. He didn't enjoyed the name, but it was a request from his dear wife. In his opinion Nautilus was a much better name.
- The Cartographers were asking for a recognition mission, next to the Great Reef. Dangerous place, he knows that, a lot of Sea Devils and a great risk of enemy attack, but it was necessary, they told him. He does not question, he only follows orders. What the Great Cartographers says is the rule.
- They assigned a Squad of Abyssal Jaws, to help them. The Pride of Maresia, every kid want to be one of them, the SeaGuard is only a afterthought. Nemo sighed, he can see why they think on that, he wanted to be one of them as a kid. His mother was deeply saddened when he joined the Guard.
- Nemo looked on the Screen and saw the Squad swimming close to the ship. An almost surreal seeing, as they swim thousand of piranhas follows them. What a frightening sight he thought, If I was a chaos warrior that sight would be enough for me to run away.
- Oh Well, the time to think was over. He saw the Great Reef, A Beautifully dangerous place to sail. Each rock could pierce even the strongest submarine. He needed it to be really careful sailing along those rocks, but he know he can do that. He, along with the crew, piloted Szehmekhen masterfully, dodging each and every Rock, he was almost thinking it was over when suddenly the submarine stopped.
- Bad Signal he thought, he looked to the screen and saw a gigantic tentacle, strangling the vehicle, he recognized it: Kraken. For a second he saw himself with no real hope, but he saw blood on the screen. And then he saw it happens. Out of nowhere, thousand piranhas started to attack with ferocity the SeaDevil. Blood was all over the sea, the Kraken was going to die. But it wasn't enough for the Jaws, and with an almost feral rage, they dove into the almost dead creature, hacking , slashing and piercing the creature until it was nothing but a piece of meat and blood.
- Nemo looked at the bloodstained squad and the dead monster and let out a small smile
- “By the Emperor's! This is a Great Day to Sail”
- A lesser man than captain Melvus would have been blind in the darkness. No light filtered this far into the murky depths. If the blindess did not undo them, the pressure would have. Hundereds of feet down, the human body would collapse and crush like paper. Yet Melvus was alive, and far from blind. As he raised another gauntletted fist to grasp a handhold above his head, he was completely aware of the darkness around him.
- Pulling himself up, Melvus could feel his brothers climbing below him. The anchoring strut that they scaled stretched down into the darkness below, and the captain could see the long line of marines reaching down to the depths. Even to him the seafloor was hidden from view, where hours before his brothers had been deposited by their shielded sub-skimmers and begun their climb. The heretics had overrun the deep-sea platform for their obscene ritual, and the platform's intergrated defences made it impossible to approach from the open air. The traitors had not counted, however, on the strength of the abyss, and Melvus's men meant to show them their mistake.
- After hours of climbing, the captain could see curtains of light from the moons above filtering down through the water. Mear meters below the surface he halted, and prepared his squad for the assault. Over the comm, the squads scaling the 3 other struts confirmed that they too were prepared. Reaching to his belt, Melvus grasped the heavy chain-hook that hung there. Silently breaching the surface in the moonlight, he saw the shadowy shapes of Heretics moving back and forth across the catwalks above. Steadying himself against the support pylon, he sighted on the lowest catwalk, and swung.
- The chain-hook revved as it flew, triggered by unspooling of the high-density fiber cord connecting it to Melvus's belt. As the hook arced above the catwalk, the marine captain yanked on the cord and brought it snapping back, catching a heretic in the chest and sinking through his flesh into the plating of the catwalk. Triggering the retreval function, Melvus was pulled rapidly up to the level of the walkways. The hooks of his battle brothers swung up to join him as he freed his chain-hook from the body of the heretic and turned to the traitors that had begun to panic and sound the alarm all around him. The saltwater cascading over his helmet lent a bubbling note to his roar, as though it rose from a great depth:
- "FEAR THE MIGHT THAT RESIDES IN THE ABYSS"