Friday 20 July 2012

After the smoke


The heretics were slowly advancing, and the Ork rabble behind them following closely. The Grey Knight Paladins looked on, rage filling them as the watched one noble battle brothers pairing up with the Orks.

Standing resolute and brave, the Paladins heard their Tech Priest behind them call down yet another orbital bombardment, and they felt the ground shake beneath their feet. The battle would soon be over, at one cost no one knew.

Out of a thick cloud of dust a smoke screamed a Dakkajet, its guns blazing and the pilot screaming a tirade of obscenities, audible even over the roar of the jets. The Paladins took no action waiting for a opportune moment, but were shook as a rogue bullet from the supa-shooters struck the Tech Priest between the eyes, his body slumping under the weight of his Artificer armour. They looked back, eyes to the sky, powerless against the might of a jet powered aircraft, even as it swooped around to make another strafing run. They had already accepted their fate, and knew their brothers would avenge them with the might of the Emperor behind them himself.

The pilot saw Paladins and took a direct line straight at them, guns blazing.

The Icarus blast vaporised the top half of his body. Behind the lines was a lone Icarus Lascannon, which had just been woken by the Tech Priest, now with a enraged machine spirit. The second blast destroyed the tail, and sent the Dakkajet is a wild death spiral, right down towards the stricken Paladins.

The Paladins saw what was about to happen, and felt a force flow through them. Somehow, maybe the God Emperor himself had sensed what was about to happen, and sent his spirit to protect them. As they were one, the braced, and threw their arms up as the Dakkajet dropped onto them from above, and as a unit threw it further behind them, destroying the bastion, but saving their lives. From the dust and fire emerged 5 Paladins, ready to take on the the enemy all by themselves, fuelled by the Emperor himself.

This is a short fiction based on possibly one of the most memorable things that have ever happened in a game of WH40k that I have played, from Thursday Night Gaming. I don't know a lot about the lore of the Grey Knights, so there may be some creative license here, but I just could not let this go without a good write up!

1 comment:

  1. Not bad.. But how will the weeds of such a young race fair against the wrath of C'tan, a demigod who has touched the stars themselves?

    Fear his coming Paladins, for it marks your end of days.

    MWA HAH HAH HAH HAHA!! *Proceeds to assemble a Necron / Ork alliance*.

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