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 sebastus, spilling memories..., first fiction. Rate it plz!
Barabas
Posted: Jul 1 2011, 09:27 PM


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warsmith Barabas rin leapt out of the drop pod, feet pounding upon the gritty ground of sebastus. He was running so fast in his terminator armor that it would do any fellow iron warrior proud. He powered his claw in his left hand and drew his sword in his right, impaling the first imperial fist he reached. He risked a glance where Forrix and his terminator bodyguards swung there bolters around to a rhino disgorging a dozen imperial fists. He felt two heavy solid rounds hit his chestplate and snarled."my lord we need to pull back, we have pushed to deep" said Helmur as he laid down an imperial fist with his heavy lascannon. In a few moments they were in position firing off snapshots. He heard Honsou the young blood grin with anticipation as the imperial fists shot at the iron door, and with a roaring explosion it fell down as hundreds of imperials charged in only to find themselves in a deathtrap. And with a deafening sound bolt rounds, las blasts, rockets, tank shells all came flying into the fists direction. Obliterators launched fullisades and dozens died in the first seconds of the trap..........ten thousand years later in the distant lifless sky of medrengard all was calm,as the warsmith recalled his fights of sebastus in peace and groaned. Then he looked at his fortress and said."soon the imperium shall burn."my lord!!. Shouted a voice in the lonely landscape."Lord Mercius is going to attack your keep for destroying his fortress. That thought made him remember. "First we will have to weed out the weak and unite the strong". He muttered under his breath, he usually was not this calm. Never.


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