Battles Amongst the Stars

“Lord Araphel, approaching the outskirts of the Scarus Sector. Translating from the Immaterium in 10 seconds.” Fleet Admiral Hannon called out as she steadied herself ready for re-entry.

Araphel, sitting at the command throne of Titan's Gaol, merely nodded and fixed his eyes straight forward. He gripped the arms of his throne as the Immaterium became tumultuous with the number of ships entering the materium. In the blink of an eye, the ship was in the Scarus Sector. The ship’s lights instantly turned red, explosions rocking the command deck. Hannon glimpsed out of the viewing port the rest of the fleet, seeing the wreckage of ships already being to build up and ships being swarmed by large, spiney, almost organic ships, tentacles reaching out to wrap around cruisers.

Araphel immediately began barking orders, shaking the stunned crew into action with retaliating against the sudden threat. “Prepare to fire, open a vox link to the 6th and coordinate a formation.” The crew snapped to action, quickly moving back to their practiced routines. Hannon returned to her console, the serfs readying the macro-cannons as the void shields strained under the attacks of the xenos. The turrets had already begun firing, clearing away some of the nearer threats as the xenos ships broke apart in explosions of grey viscera and shards of exoskeleton. As the battleship slowly turned, the nearest serf called out that the cannons were ready. Nearly there, nearly thereeee.

“Fire!” ordered Hannon. The macro-cannons roared and dozens of the xenos ships harassing Iron Revenant cruisers were annihilated. Not even taking a second to savour the rush of destroying the foe, she ordered the serfs to begin the reloading sequence.

“Communications established with the Primarch of the VIth, my Lord!” shouted a crew member.

Araphel, already on his feet, stalked over to the crewman. “Brother, we must get the ships not prepared for void combat out of here, order all vessels you deem to be more likely to succumb to the xenos to reach the Mandeville Point. Join your remaining ships with mine and hold the xenos back.”

“Understood, brother.” Came the crackly reply. “For the Emperor.”

“For the Emperor.” Araphel, turned to survey the void battle unfolding, taking it all in in an instant and turned to leave the bridge. “Fleet Admiral Hannon, you heard the plan, maintain the course.”

“Yes my Lord.” she said as she quickly hit her fist against her chest. Araphel, without any more ceremony, left. Hannon looked out the viewing platform to see what Araphel had seen, and saw the swarm of xenos heading straight for them. The xenos had clearly recognised the Gloriana as the main threat. Returning her focus to the consoles, she watched as the swarm surrounded the battleship, the turrets clearing a few but more simply filled their place. The ship shook with the impact of the xenos attempting to board, tentacles attaching themselves to the ship and what could best be described as their teeth tore into the hull. “Macrocannons loaded, Admiral!”

“FIRE!” [[Category:B]]