{no pictures as all the tyranid forms are on the warhammer wiki same for the demons}
"Any man can oath swear his fealty to the emperor… but whether he lives or dies by that oath is what makes him true… I see the very same in the Tyranids…. Even if their cause is a perversion of it…. But even still I can't help but admire them! FOR IF I can weather my faith against theirs and stand unbowed, then I have proven my loyalty to the emperor! I ASK AND I DIE STRONG!"
"And while the weak sing hails to the children of the stars"
"And others…feel the scratching inside their minds! The Screaming… the running…the many…so, so many… VOICES! They are coming…THEY ARE COMING!"
"I KEEP MY OATH"
→Logged quotes of Major Las'r Dashour and Magas Lucea Kane and the 4th Codex←
With scented corpses burning and the black clouds filling the rooms, the guardsmen stood bravely at their wall, even as the sound of a forceful whip broke the silence! With heavy steps cloaked in mist, the prime warrior hisses a roar so deafening, the guardsmen pray to their new god…
As their sweat beats down their helmets, in their fancy armor, the flamer in the front casts his flames without a command! As a sudden red whip wraps around him! Trying hard to burn the whip, the man screams as the teeth end of the whip, inters his cheap armor! Cutting through to his right lung!
Feeling the squeeze, while gasping between each breath, the guardsman was pulled into the mist, while his flamer dangled freely by the waist! His team fired after him, but they were too slow, it happened too fast! Not wanting to risk more lives in a mist they couldn't see….they chose not to pursue after him!
Impaled by the sword and wrapped in red, the guard coughs up blood as he stares into the eyes of the warrior! With teeth and spit, the warrior growls as he tosses the guard to the rippers to finish! Feeling each chew… each bite! The man screams for the emperor's mercy! But was denied it!
Hearing their fellow guardsmen as he screamed, the others huddled closer while swearing praises to Slaanesh! But as the coughing and the gurgling became quiet… and their silent prayers went unanswered, a rhythmic rhyme sounded out from a whip! But not understanding the beat or clicking noises, nor the sharp snapping sounds, the men could only sweat in their boots, as their arms grew tired and their ears rang with their heartbeat!
While in the mists and above their heads, and under their feet, they knew the bugs were moving… they knew the bugs could see them… could smell their breath…. They could hear the strange sounds echoing just out of sight…
And while one man stared hard into the mist… his eyes began to strain as he felt the hairs on his body stand, while blue flickers zip in and out of existence! With a crackling noise of electricity… the whole mist became alive with flowing thunder! Curiously and like a moth, the guardsmen took a single step forward…. With a Las gun at the ready… but down the sights and in the eye, the man saw the red chitin…
The teeth and the scythe claws… but more importantly, he saw the sparks that circled through the bug's skin! With shock and awe, the man went to pull the trigger, but his nervous system was too slow! Before the command could even reach his fingers, the Trygon sent his blast!
Like a system shock, the electricity coursed through his body! Stunning him and causing uncontrolled spasms! As blood poured from every hole, the Trygon smiled as he impaled the man with his scythes!
Watching their fellow guardsmen being lifted like some toy, the others opened fire on the Trygon! But its thick skin absorbed the blows and disappeared back into the mist! Carrying with him his prize!
And through the noise of the gunfire, the rippers snuck past from underfoot and from behind! Circling one guardsman and drenching him in a sea of bloody teeth! And as they chewed through his armor and weapon, biting flesh and faith. A fellow guardsmen turned with his hand flamer and presented his fellow guardsmen with the mercy of Slaanesh!
As he delighted in the flames of his fellow man, and the reflection thereof, in the mask, the last guardsmen heard the heavy steps again!
*thud*
*thud*
*thud*
He could hear the deep breathing of the low hissing, could feel the dripping drool… and felt his own heart in his ears… as he slowly looked up….while the mist parted like a veil… the last sensation he felt… was the feeling of two twin scythes gorging through both his shoulder blades!
With the last of the guardsmen dead, and the walls open, while the door lay vacant with the ravings of Slaanesh, the prime warrior smiled as he looked at the mad raving of a false god…. And while he placed one clawed hand on the door… he smiled as he visualized what was waiting beyond! Flesh and guns ... .pitiful organisms… and their defenses…
With a growl and a mission to complete, the warrior opened his eyes and took a step back! While watching their warrior's back that sang in confidence, the other Tyranids growl behind him and above and in the walls and pipe works waiting… and with a simple hand gesture, the mist behind him parted as a group of spore mines floated to him! And with another simple hand gesture, without even bothering to look behind, the spore mines, Filled with explosive corrosive fluid, gave up their lives! At the crack of his whip!
Slamming and burning the door, at the sacrifice of their bodies and lives, the warrior hadn't looked away even as he had the Trygon charge another blast of an electric impulse!
Now could the warrior have done this in another way? Of course, he could have… after all, he didn't need to use a door, he had a Trygon at his disposal, digging through rocks and walls was their specialty… So why choose this option? Why risk a head-on collision with his foe?
Simple….he was ordered to do it!
Governors short POV
Warning sirens… screams… gunfire…. Flashing lights and a door melting before his eyes, the governor feels panic as he looks to his demon master… but unimpressed and without words, the demon stands still like a wall… waiting… As his guards panic inside their shells, while others pray for Slaanesh's blessing… which to the governor's surprise… Some lucky ones were chosen as they were taken over by demons!
Their bloody screams and painful mutation didn't surprise the governor anymore as he was so used to seeing such things…and even as those that turned, bowed to the statue… they… turned in unison to face the weak in the cages! To cull the weak! Blood! Drenched the altar! As a portal spun!
The governor did nothing to stop it, as the demon statue approved the notion… screams echoed in the halls… in the chambers… to even the men outside as the day turned cold! As the cages were bled dry of sacrifices. The portal grew as souls poured in like a river stream, wailing and screaming… with faces of discord, the souls charged the portal as a demon Shalaxi walked through with such authority! An "it' with a shield and a spear tip, a creature who is both woman and man… and just behind his feather helmet strove in his Myrmidesh Painbringers! Demons clad head to toe in armor forged at the heart of Slaanesh's inner world! Reminiscing of the old knighthood, they strove to take their place by their master!
While behind them came a group of dread pageants! Demons who bore the resemblance of the gladiators of old, but more of a goat aesthetic in human skins, with crab parts sprinkled in. As they marched in, the Thricefold Discord made themselves at home! A demon trio that loathes each other, even as they walk beside each other…
Then they came in… a group of Slaanesh's spawns! Huge hulking-like creatures… filled with madness and many eyes! With a disproportional body mass and a chest opened with many teeth! And lastly, as they got accustomed to their new role in the front line, the portal spun for one last time!
As a group of lesser fiends of Slaanesh, Road in on all fours! Though not as pretty as those that came in before, with their daemonette riders… these were ugly and forge only to die and eat the lines…
Witnessing every greatness of Slaanesh, the governor stared awestruck as his body began its own change! Feeling his connection to the warp deepen, the old man, the old governor, felt delighted in the face of ecstasy as he regained the strength of his youth! His white hairs became a flushed pink, his genitals became more endowed! As his forearms grew twice their size! With sharp eyes like a predator, in hazel blue… he picked up his chain blade and stood in line with the rest!
As the underground shook and the light flickered throughout the mansion, the great iron door, creaked with holes! As holes formed throughout the metal, rippers began to forcefully squeeze themselves through! Taken pot shots and arrows, many died but didn't stop the flow! More just kept coming as the hole grew! Even eating the dead in the way…
A ravenous hunger, as mist and smoke leaked into the main chamber… as the governor continued to wait in anticipation to try out his newfound strength, but as he looked into the holes and saw a glimpse of the red warrior… he smiled a smirking smile, even as his eyes were blinded by a bright blue light just beside the warrior!
The warrior seeing the governor, and recognizing who he was, the red warrior laughed so inwardly that he never broke eye contact! And with a stroke of his whip, the Trygon roared a blast that drained his inner organ! Sending and rocking the great raving door with thunder! Quick and bright the door blew apart!
As the chunks of metal flew and crushed lesser men beneath them! The smoke and the mist flooded the room with a strong air breeze! As the men fired into the mist, among the many eyes that stared back at them from within, and through the gunfire came a roar! As scarred and old Haruspex within white scales charged through the fire! Carrying on its back, the raving tides of Termagants and rippers! Even as they poured out of the breaking lights in the ceilings and burst forth from connecting pipes!
Like an army of ants, the forces of Slaanesh were in a melee fight, faster than they could fire! The hulking spawns of Slaanesh were locked in a conflict with the Haruspex, as it tore them apart! While the Painbringers and the lesser fiends fought off the Termagants, with giant greatswords or spiral claws!
But as Painbringers could kill two Termagants at a time by the sword, the rippers... Small and agile as they were... Zip in and out between giant men's legs! Nipping at their heels… feet… thighs… anything they could sink their tiny teeth in! The lesser fiends like the humans were the first to fall! Mostly flesh and exposed, they could not hold out long to the tide of teeth…
Las turrets could kill dozens, but even they could not stop a tide like an ocean! As the dread Pageants tried to cover for them, their arrows were much like their bullets… insignificant and not enough! As casualties mounted on both sides, the Thricefold tried their magic, but even they could only kill so many!
As lighting, thunder, and darkness took over the room, where red Las fire was the most prominent… color, the demon Shalaxi had enough of his boredom! With a shield bash to a termagrant, Shalaxi ran through the fire, through the thunder, and through his fellow demon swings! Till he arrived at his prey! The Haruspex!
Though bloody and old, the Haruspex killed the last of the hulking fiends beneath his giant feet! As the purple blood showered his armor skin, he stared down the Shalaxi! The shalaxi simply returned his stare with a disgusted scuff! Accepting that as a challenging taunt! The Haruspex charged with a roar! Crushing the dying underfoot as he went!
Continuing to scuff at the Haruspex simple mind, the shalaxi, twirled his spear at the right moment! And stopped the Haruspex with a snapping head turn as his spear slammed against the Haruspex tusk! As blood poured from his mouth with a twisted neck, the Haruspex glared with such hate and hunger, that even when twisted, he tried to continue the attack!
Not impressed by his opponent's lack of excess other than hunger, the shalaxi just scuffed as he twirled his spear through the button to the top of the Haruspex head! As its mighty body fell, shaking the earth… the prime warrior stared down a dancing demon!
While Nova stared from her ship at the breaking walls around her!
[what is going on!]
[it's the bugs... Nova…] replied Kora as she licked her lips and stared at all the explosives around the room.
[well no shit Kora! I know that… but what I don't know is why the bugs would come here.. There is no biomass for them here other than us…]
[...]
[KORA! Stop staring at the explosives! We're not blowing the base!]
[wellsss… maybe itsss, for another reason, that they have comesss?] interjected Wrynes, while shaking like a leaf.
[sigh, remind me why I picked you two idiots again…] replied Nova while squeezing her forehead.
Hearing Nova reply, the two looked at each other and said in unison in a demonic voice.
[because you need 'us' sister!]
[ya..ya.. Just calm down you too… your demons are showing! And I am in neither the mood nor have the time to placate them again]
But as those words left her lips, the wall gave way as a Trygon finished his work and slithered out with a small team of Termagants! Watching the bugs, Wrynes laughs as he jokingly says:
[ha! Stupidsss bugsss! There is no foodssss that way! Only sparks and generators!]
Hearing the word generator, sent a shock down Nova's back as she realized what the bugs wanted but couldn't believe it…
[those dam bugs! They're going for the shield generators!]