AN: Imperial-Priest Engelbart your Zeal is appreciated And I shall consider your idea in this chapter. Finally, Congratulations to anyone who finds out what the Scariest thing that could possibly appear (From the Imperium) before I name it. Oh and it IS Soul drinkers related. For two Reasons which I WILL NOT spoil. Also Will want Suggestions on two 'Good' Chapters to have been brought.


It was Suicide. That was all that could be thought as their shuttle took off. Not even minutes ago a small fleet attacked a seemingly 'lightly-defended' world all of a sudden it was insanely hard. Two ships seemingly small for what we expected went down easily. What happened afterwards was another thing altogether as soon as they had attacked the ships apparently the populace entered a 'defense mode' for lack of a better explanation. Seemingly Hundreds of soldiers came from nowhere wielding their signature Direct Energy Weapons or as the Humans called it, the Las-gun, for such a small and 'Ugly' thing it was reliable. But what they saw move to defend the planet... Not a good sign. They had Tanks with a main cannon two 'Auto-cannons' and a small cannon facing forward. The Makos and Heavy Weapon teams had to focus fire for what seemed like forever JUST TO MAKE SURE IT DIDN'T MOVE. That didn't even stop them though. Even while disabled the Damn things kept shooting and firing like it had orders to hold position instead of it just becoming immobilized. Suddenly he froze up again at what she thought she smelled. Promethium. If they had Promethium. That meant... he just tried to contact the shuttle to get the Hell back. The others however did not catch what he smelled so they remained unfazed but confused until they heard rumbling then they noticed the smell of burning corpses.

This caused them to panic a little as they were not equipped to take on one of the tanks. They didn't even think the burning bodies were the issue until the damn thing bust down a nearby wall and rolled in front of them. It had no visible weapons besides the 'Cannon' on top and the only usable weakness would be the tanks on the damn thing. At the realization of it having TANKS on it's Chassis. It left no doubts. This is what was Causing the Promethium smell earlier. And that meant it wa- as if sensing the realization the 'Tank' or 'Hellhound' 'Open-Fired' burning his teammates to a crisp in moments. As if life suddenly decided that he instead of his teammates were to live the shuttle flew from the sky and blew up the Hellhound, All the while saving the Batarian from certain death.

Oh how he loved the fact that he was escaping this hellhole with his life. He laughed insanely for a few moments before reaching the ships that were about to break off with what they would call a 'good' haul. Oh how would they have their bubble burst. If what I have seen at this point of how they are... They will be at the planet they needed to be at soon... and hopefully be gone before such threats these humans posed could be avoided. Finally he decided that as soon as he got the chance he was going to go to omega to hide and hope they didn't track any slaves there. Oh he did not want to think of what would happen if they found where the few captured Humans would be taken and held. He shivered at the thought.

He swore he heard chanting somehow. It scared him to the point of awakening of the primal fight or flight instincts. He looked around and what he saw from the shuttle Horrified him. He was now drained. What he saw sent the 'Primal Instincts' into a shuddering horror at what he saw. The fleet. By all standards was not small per say but it held a lot of firepower and... the fleet he took to get here. It with Three dreadnoughts (Outdated yes but Dreadnoughts none-the-less) and a small escort of cruisers, ten to be exact, the only reason they had won the space battle was because of their numbers, and their sudden appearance from the 'Relay'. Outside was a ship No normal ship. a Space Station kinda ship. Possibly on Par with the Citadel but Infinitely more Deadly.

And around this ship was the remains of the fleet. Some ships were spared destruction only to be boarded by some strange Pods. They were Human-Blood Red and had a strange symbol that was black as space and looked like a bird with the wings on the sides and a 'Beak' in the middle with a tear under it also black. He had no clue what that symbol was but he realized something that moment. The Pods. They were big enough to house a Large squad of the Guardmen. But from what he could tell... Whatever used those pods were not Guardsmen. Not in any sense. Let it be known that Today he was smiled upon by luck and was able to remain hidden along with the pilot.

After this they agreed that whatever happened they would Stay the HELL AWAY FROM HUMANITY at this point. He checked the cameras of some of the ships with his omni-tool to see what had boarded. What he saw. It could only be described as a Mechanical Demon with Four 'Escorts' Bigger than ANY known Human besi-... He realized what he was seeing... it was something he didn't really know about all. He only heard a small mentions of them from the others. They were Space Marines, and if their creator's 'Speech' of their creation was anything to go on then. He knew then at that Very moment. The sudden need to sleep. Which was strange since he woke up not to long ago. Then shortly before losing consciousness he realized he fainted. His brain Overloaded at the realization that Humanity... Considered 'Upstarts' by the Council races and doubly so for the 'Scum' of the galaxy... Had not been at all upstarts... but actually being able to hide their deadliest warriors even though they were rumored... And the fact that when asked this the information gleamed from Prisoners of War lead to him knowing they were scared by their own races Creations this would be comical if not for the fact that if he wasn't so damn lucky today of avoiding them while escaping the guard forces on the ground caused him to become emotionally drained so when he fainted he gave in and let the darkness take hold of him. but he smelt something that confused him in the end. He smelt Burning ozone.


The Tech Priest Magnos was surveying the surrounding space around the planet when he spotted a shuttle leaving the planet. He then informed one of the Bloodravens to relay this information to the Phalanx and they in which teleported a single Bloodraven onto the shuttle and knocked out both of the occupants and bringing the shuttle to the ship they are on. The ship he was on was a cruiser he took no notice of the name or it's Xeno-tech. The only reason they were there was to gather intelligence and retaliate against the Xeno he had any Emotions left at this point he would be feeling Pity for the Xeno forces on whatever Warp damned hole they came from. As he 'Gleamed' information from the ship he could not wait to purge the ship and it's Machine Spirit.


He woke up tied to a chair and when he looked around he saw the pilot near him in the same Situation as him. He then heard one of the Humans speak in 'Low Gothic' (English) "Wake up xeno scum." as the Darkness recedes he sees them, One wearing some glowing hood, the other is wearing red robes and has several glowing red eyes. He gulped as he realized that he was captured.


"After the Interrogation of the Xeno scum where are their Warp-Darned base of operation?"

"They came from a planet called 'Torfan' and we have already Gathered the optimal forces to reclaim this planet in the name of the Emperor, Inquisitor."

"Good Commence the invasion at once, No slaver survives."

"I will meet up with the Fleet, Farewell Inquisitor."

"Farewell Magnos"


Two Months Later


It's been several months since the failed invasion of the planet, things are tense still because everyone knows how slow Human FTL is. The nameless Drone on the sensors nearly has a heart attack once he gets a FTL signature from a Human vessel, or in this case, several dozen. He sounds the alarm just as the fleet comes into the Materium again. As soon as the ships enter the Materium they prepare to attack, at the first barrage of ordinance all defenses are wiped out over the planet. Finally as they move over the planet they drop millionsof soldier transports. Most Consisting of the three 'primary' recruitment planets. Most transports make it and disable most Anti-Air/Space batteries and begin landing crews for their tanks and the Titanthey brought with. Today will become a Bloody message for the Batarians. For every human life lost, we shall return the favor a Hundred fold.


AN: First off I had a 'little' trouble writing this chapter, anyways, beyond writers block to a certain point Some badassery can be expected next chapter, and let it be known that i'm going to harvest for the 'Second contact' Series. beyond this and that hope you enjoyed this chapter.