Hive Fleet Marchosias - Tiberius Excursion (Pocket Genestealers)

This series of Battle Reports account for the first and only recorded sighting of Mordheimer's original Pocket Tyranids (Tyranicus crumens) later renamed Pocket Genestealers (Corporaptor crumens). This was originally published on the Kill Team Campaign's board (now dead) from Oct 21st to Nov 20th, 2006. A little long, but it is a whole campaign! This campaign planted the seed on me... after talking to DaBank on August of 2008, this type of game is what I wanted to recreate for everyone!


It was very late at night, and the young Magos could still hear the chants of the pilgrims outside. That was Terra… always busy with the sounds of the litanies regardless of the hour. The Immortal God-Emperor demanded such devotion. His duties, like any other doctoral student, were to his own masters at the Learnatorium. He had to research the life of Senior Magos Cathera Drace, a renowned Xeno-Biologist.

Cathera Drace was well known, among fellow techno-priests, for his dedication to the study of Xenos, especially the Tyranids. Everyone, even over 100 years after his Inquisition for heretical xenophilia, sexual attraction to aliens, still refers in secret to his major contributions to the Imperium such as Advanced Camouflage Adaptations of the Mantis Stalker, Tyranicus chameleo, of Medusa V, Material Integration Proposal of the Imperial Chain Sword with the Sewerstalker’s, Corporaptor hominis, Rending Claw Based on Adaptive Tensile Strength Characteristics and Genus Development: The Evolutionary Map of the Norn Queen, Tyranicus primogenitor.Those were easy assignments. Anyone could find thousands of doctoral thesis on those topics. He had to be mandated to research some of his obscure work. While Cathera Dance’s life on the field was indeed exciting, his academic achievement and graduation depended on this homework. What kind of professor would assign such obscure task? At that moment, he realized he should have not made that prank call to Inquisitor Mallek from the Professor Icarius’s office. Stupid Servo-Skulls!

Billions of electronic tomes! This would take an eternity… The Emperor would rise again before he would be able to finish searching this cathedral; and to make matters worse, there we 1,742 more cathedrals to search, all with different tomes. The heretical thoughts crossing his minds were quickly dismissed when a full Librarian Servitor approached.

Servitor wrote:

- “I have been commanded to assist you I your research. Please state the nature of your study by Topic, Sub-Topic, Author, Event of Reference, Level of Clearance.”

The young scholar smiled… the Emperor was on his side, blessed be His name!

Omfridus Ludovicus wrote:

- “Uuhhh… Xeno-Biology, sub-section Tyranids. Cathera Drance. Tiberius Excursion. Authorization code Blue Gamma Three Nine One.”

Servitor wrote:

- “Accessing, Omega Red Three restrictions in place. Vault 508,454,086,107,308. This way please.”

Blessed be His name indeed. After reaching their destination level, the Servitor retrieved the data-pads and placed them on the private study room. The scholar started reading, and discovered right away that Cathera Drace had a strange fascination, almost heretical, with ancient historical occult references. He often referred to The Middle Ages and The Dark Ages. By his accounts, these were times way beyond the Eye of Terror, the Horus Heresy and even the Purity Crusades. This were times beyond the Emperor, blessed all who utter His name. Human religion icons of the times had minimal understanding of the perils of the Warp, and thus attributed human military organizational structures to its entities.

These observations, while at first seemed to be a deviation of the topic, proved to be relevant. This is how Cathera Drace named the Tyranid sub-species he discovered on Medusa V: Marchosias. In ancient demonology terminology, Marchosias was one of the powerful Great Marquis of Hell, commanding thirty legions of demons. He was a strong and excellent fighter, very reliable to the conjurer, giving true answers to all questions. Marchosias hoped after one thousand and two hundred years to return to heaven with the non-fallen angels, but was deceived in that hope. Great reliable fighter.

During his incursions as a young Magos in Medusa V, Cathera Drace discovered that a splinter cell of Tyranids had deviated from the typical development. While this is no strange occurrence among this highly mutable Xeno genome, what was of particular interest to him was the group’s departure from numerous smaller individuals (Gaunts, Gauntii virago) to a smaller more specialized and hyper aggressive non-synapsed bound group of individuals (Genestealers, Corporaptor homini.) Naturally great hand to hand combatants, he nicked-named these group the Marchosias Splinter.

Over twenty years later, during his experimental work on Tiberius 9, he found them again. They genome survived the destruction of Medusa V and now they were a Hive Fleet of their own. Cathera Dance would come to regret publicly, almost three years before his final Inquisitorial Survey, all of his experimental work on the Imperial Research Facility Tiberius Sigma Phi. Thousands died… all because of his research.

Omfridus Ludovicus wrote:

- “This would not be such a bad dissertation work after all.”

Muttered the young Magos.

Omfridus Ludovicus knew his assignment was going to be a very long and arduous one when he saw that the Black Templars were involved. Reading from the manuscripts left by Cathera Drace was somewhat complicated. They were full of details and personal references, making them hard to decipher. Magos Cathera Drace just arrived to the Tiberius 9 Space Port when he was summoned by Inventory Officer. His equipment arrived in good conditions, but some of the biological samples seemed ruined. Fortunately for him, the microbes could be found in almost any Class M planet. Drace managed to pin-point the most probable location of the sample; 85 miles south of the Tiberius 9 Imperial Research Lab. He arranged with Commissar Hinton for a small platoon to escort him to the jungle site.

To his surprise, instead of a group of fresh Imperial Guard rookies, the Black Templar's High Marshal Nicolaus Baneblade was standing there, in all his glory. He was talking to a Sergeant, who immediately informed the Xeno Biologist.

Black Templar Sergeant wrote:

- “We will be your escort, we leave in two hours.”

While the Templars resolve and determination is legendary, border-line stubbornness, the urgency of the Sergeant made Drace nervous. Unknown to him, Black Templars had a secret agenda. The records of it, still guarded under high security, but aerial images from land-surveying Servo-Skulls would provide a nice insight.

Drace recalled the first encounter with the organisms from the Hive Fleet Marchosias once on site. He was processing samples on his station, when the Black Templars rose to action. A singular light triggered a prompt response. The squads started converting on his location… slowly but steadily. Bolter shots were fired at the jungle… clearing over 90% of it on a 20 meter radius. The squad moved to see if they had any live targets when from the main Vox Drace heard gurgling sounds; marine were dying, drowned in their own blood. The screams were quick… someone was out there.

The marines, unable to feel fear, converged on the location. The Sergeant moved with his retinue, but he was quickly terminated. The Black Templars took the loss with iron-willed resolution. They all knew what to do and sprang into action quickly. Another swift attack was in progress, but The Templars were in full alert… one of them survived and reported: GENESTEALERS!

Eighteen marines joined the melee… they barely survived. Five Genestealers had managed to dispatch over 20 Black Templars. Their coloration and particular structures demarked them as the ones from Medusa V. They had perfected the art of dynamic camouflage of the Lictors in the doomed world. Oddly enough, they seemed particularly interested in Drace’s equipment… or worse, in the Magos himself.

The Templars moved quickly out of the location, and delivered the Xeno Biologists to the Research Station. When they returned with an Apothecary, they discovered that all of the Tyranids and half of their brethrens’ corpses (and Holy Gene-Seed) were missing. Aerial imagery from the Servo-Skulls revealed several Ripper Swarms dissecting bodies, and moving them to the jungle. It could be safely assumed that they would be absorbed on gene-pools… the ‘nids would learn from this failure.

Cathera Drace’s observations were clear. The Xenos of the Hive Fleet Marchosias were not ready to fight in small numbers. The events that followed amazed the young student. A passage from Magos Cathera Drace's personal diary.

Magos Cathera Drace wrote:

- “One just has to admire the fast evolutionary leaps that the Tyranid species take to adapt to new environments and circumstances. While at this moment I do not have a live or dead specimen, by the holo-images, a new subspecies of Tyranids may have spawned. I have nicknamed them Pocket Tyranids (Tyranicus crumens.)”

The possibility of a new sub-species of Tyranids! What a find indeed! To Omfridus Ludovicus, this seemed to be a direct response to the absorption of the dead Genestealers and Black Templars that occurred shortly after Drace’s arrival. Something in Tiberius 9 was accelerating the mutagenic triggers that allowed Tyranids to adapt to adverse conditions.

The Ultra Marines, who are less secretive than the Black Templars, noted on their logs that a team of rookies stationed on Tiberius 9 vanished during a routine patrol of one of the minor relay towers of the planetary communication grids. While none of the Marines’s gene-seed was recovered, as all the bodies vanished, some of the Armor was still on location. Small animal tracks were located all over the place, with an apparent pack behavior and random movement. What was left was marked with small ruptures, similar to those done by Necron Scrab Swarms equipped with Disruption Fields. The Ultra Marines placed a general alert, informing the certainty presence of Necrons on Tiberius 9. A complete Necronic Xenos Exterminatus was ordered, and the properly equipped personnel requested.

Omfridus Ludovicus, new that the Ultra Marines were mistaken. Not Necrons, but Tyranids were on Tiberius 9. This tactical error would cost many lives. Based on his knowledge of Xeno Biology, it seemed to him that the Tyranids were attempting to move to higher ground where the principal communication towers were located. It is a perfect location for such a structure. While Tyranids have no use for those structures, they could easily use the location for the same reason… to call home.

Four weeks of intense tedious research; that is how much Omfridus Ludovicus spent trying to get the time-table right. Comments and notes by the Magos Cathera Drace left a big hole on the sequence of events. At the time, the bureaucratic machine may have missed it as some uneventful time, but the young student new that something was happening somewhere all the time. Investigation on Imperial Records, at least at his Authorization Level Blue Gamma Three Nine One, revealed that the relay tower where the Ultra Marines vanished was directly linked to a Major Communication Network Tower that loss most of its functions in Tiberius 9 for quite some time.

Digging deep on the records he found reports that Tau mercenary infantry (Kroots) were native to the area. The savage Xenos attacked the post, to which all contact was lost. The Imperial Intelligence sent few Servo-Skulls to gather intelligence few hours after the attack, probably to mount a counter-attack. The Servo-Skulls arrived to the area, and they could access all data from the towers, and have 40% of their functionality. The Kroots, destructive by nature, did not have time to go rampant on the location. There was clear evidence that 100% of the humans of that location laid dead; most of them half eaten. The surprise was that over 30 Kroots laid dead; most of them dismembered by what the Imperial Intelligence denominated as “local fauna”.

Since the communication equipment was 40% functional, and local transmissions were uninterrupted, the High Command decided to abandon any counter-attacks to retake the location. They could use the local fauna as perimeter guards. If by some reason the functionality of the towers were lost, then they would know that their new “pets” were over-taken, and special teams would be sent to the location. Unnoticed by the Imperial Intelligence of the time, the survey images really amazed Omfridus Ludovicus.

In one of them, he could see a pair of unidentified organisms; possibly the first blurred images of the Pocket Tyranids (Tyranicus crumens.)

Sleep deprivation almost made Omfridus Ludovicus missed simple reference to an Imperial report that shed most light on how everything was developing. Magos Rufus Atehotuacus, Senior Xeno Biologist at Tiberius 9 traveled to Post Epsilon Three Nine Four to make a crucial transmission of current data. While Cathera Drace just arrived to the Research Facility, Atehortuacus had been in the facility for over a year conducting behavioral research in a small population of Tyranids that somehow struggle in the region.

The Guardsmen in the minor communication post were in no way prepared for the events that the dusk would unfold. Routine guard patrols were dispatched violently and efficiently just after they moved out of earshot. Amazingly, it was until the Junior Officer moved away from a console that he asked for an update report that he discovered that over 9 men were not reporting in. When he opened the com-link to escalate the matter, he understood why.

Death was actually as peaceful as it was described by the poet of Remembrances of the Old Times. Every sound and sight became much sharper. The Junior Officer could hear clearly the rustling of the grass blades as well as the unbuttoning of his lasgun’s holster. He could see clearly, even in those adverse light conditions, how bright the stars were shinning. He could count every single star, if time would allow. The only thing that made this moment imperfect was the damned taste of copper in his mouth. Thankfully it went away as fast as it came. Regretfully, he saw his two comrades dead on the floor… just as his head was severed from his body.

Accounts shortly after were better described by Private First Class Marcianus, on his psychiatric holo-evaluations.

Private First Class Marcianus wrote:

-“We were patrolling as ordered, when we heard movement on the east… then some to the west. Then the south… and the west again. We decided to move towards that direction, when out of nowhere five little green ‘things’ spawned out of thin air. There were no Snotlings… ohhh no! My Gramps fought against the green-skins. I know how they look like. They were really vicious! They killed the bossy Egg-Heads from the lab quicker than a Mexican Tourist looking for a John after eating a three day old tuna-salad. By the Emperor… they sliced him in seven parts in less than 3 seconds. Pieces of him were being re-sliced even before they hit the ground!

We were no Egg-Heads… we were highly trained Imperial Guardsmen! All twelve of us launched to get them at once in a humongous giant pile. In the first 10 seconds, 8 laid dead. I managed to kill one of them by impaling my Granpapy’s vibro knife into one of them backs. After that, I was no longer in combat, so I ran… to get the other of course! The Emperor accepts no cowards to his bosom!

When I was moving, I saw one of the little monsters chasing me! The faster I ran, the faster it moved. It was ALWAYS a few feet behind me. As I reach the others, they took care of the one after me while I took cover behind some ammo containers. Yes, of course to be able to shoot! What are you trying to tell me!?! You were NOT there… I heard the others shooting, but I also heard them dying. There were over 50,00 of them against us 15? They were everywhere! Even here in this Space Station… watch out, there are some behind you! Aaagghhh!!!”

Marcianus was declared possessed by a Warp Entity, and put to rest shortly after. Interestingly, another report indicated that there were five creatures; short in stature, with two legs and four arms. While they were extremely fast and agile, two of them were killed. One was nowhere to be found... the other one was turned in to the Xeno Biology Department . The poor Private could never figure out that he was dragging the entangled corpse of the alien behind him. Magos Cathera Drace was delighted to receive the mangled specimen.

Magos Cathera Drace wrote:

From it remains it was clear his initial hypothesis were correct. A new mutation in the Tyranid evolutionary path had just emerged. They seemed to be 40% smaller that a typical human and may travel in high numbers. They bipedal tracks seems similar to those of Genestealers (Corporaptor hominis.) Combat post-mortum evidence seems to point to Scything Talons as primary weapons. Further investigation would be required. The Corporaptor crumens had arrived. May the Emperor have mercy on those who cross the path of the new menace; the Pocket Genestealer!

Who could not tell that Omfridus Ludovicus was not exited? The introduction to the Pocket Genestealers (Corporaptor crumens) was too much for him to contain. But why was this not public domain knowledge? What happened to the “other” corpse? The answer to some of his questions laid buried on Cathera Drace’s personal logs.

Magos Cathera Drace wrote:

After my brush with death shortly after my planet fall, I had befriended one of my saviors. A young Black Templar, by the name of Aurelius Mercado, who had a natural affinity for science. Besides being an Astartes, he was a scientist. Maybe, an Apothecary on the making. I explained Aurelius that with the right knowledge, he could help all his brethren to be more effective in combat. Oh, the rookie was a sponge! If the Empire had more students like him, there would be no more questions to ask… as they would have asked them all! He took notes on anything I said. In his R&R time he would go around the base capturing common native bugs and plants to be examined and cataloged. The young Templar was, sort of, like a mesmerized child.

It was a surprise when Aurelius brought to me a Tyranid corpse. It was in almost perfect condition. It had a knife wound on the base of the skull, and it was full of dirt… like it was dragged for a long distance. It contained all the missing parts the other specimen brought to me a day before did not had. Aurelius smiled when I asked how he got a hold of it; He simply responded

'Black Templar Aurelius Mercado wrote:

- “Emperor’s grace is upon us. This alien heretical scum is not in any of the catalogs. Now we can shine the Emperor’s Light upon this bastard. We can learn what are they, and how to kill them. How I obtained it is irrelevant.”

Definitely a Pocket Genestealer (Corporaptor crumens.) It is official... I have found a new species! I could easily describe it as a genetical attempt to miniaturize a Genestealer (Corporaptor homini.) The design was quite ingenious, actually. It was 68.2% smaller and its bone structure was 38.7% lighter. Its musculature was quite the opposite. Based on an intricate system of potassium chains, the Corporaptor crumens could “store” kinetic energy and release it in a quick movement. Just like a Terran Cat Flea (Ctenocephalides felis) who store their energy enabling them to jump over 100 times their own length, the Pocket Genestealers were equally strong as they progenitors. It seemed obvious to me now that the Pocket Genestealers were in all aspects equal to their common counterparts, except much smaller. If this could lead to a higher survival rate, as they could hide easier and dodge the Holy Bolter’s Fire.

Like many experiments, the Hive Mind was attempting to adapt to the new environment. Why the sudden evolutionary triggers? What if the Pocket Genestealers were absorbed to the Hive and the new Kinetic Storage Muscular Compartments absorbed? What would be the consequences of their integration with monstrous creatures, such as Carnifex (Carnifex spp.)? The Hive Fleet Marchosias had to be stopped immediately!

Aurelius Mercado understood this well. After speaking with his superiors, he stopped by my lab. He had developed a series of biological warfare contraptions. Basically Potassium inhibitors, combined with Reagent Sigma-173. He smiled that childish smile of his.

'Black Templar Aurelius Mercado wrote:

- “See you soon doc… we will go and destroy that ‘nid hive. I bring you a present.”

Magos Cathera Drace wrote:

- “See you at supper-time.”

If I knew it was going to be the last time I would get to speak with him, I would have said something smarter. Fortunately for me, with his Superior’s permission, I had attached a camera to his right shoulder guard a few days before. I got a front row seat to his regular patrols... it was Aurelius way of "teaching" me how it was like being a Black Templar. Little we both knew that such frivolity would give me front row view of the upcoming action.

There were eight Templar, including Aurelius, and their Sergeant. Each carried on their backs several biological bombs. They arrived to an abandoned village, have engulfed in jungle. Definitely a Tyranid spot; suffering from Invasion Stage One symptoms. They move rather quietly through the dense jungle, and quickly jumped some Termagants (Gauntii virago) and were all quickly dispatched. I could count over twenty Termagants and over twelve Hormagaunts (Gauntii gladius) in the vicinity. Then the Sergeant pointed to their objective, the Hive main entrance.

Based on the size and general composition it seemed to be the only entrance. This made the job somewhat easier… then I saw one Pocket Genestealer near the entrance. By the Emperor… the Black Templars rushed it! It was certainly suicide… it was so quick. I had to see the video feed several times. They dispatched the Xenos like a child would dispose of a broken toy. I could barely hear the Templar breathing. The Sergeant moved to place a biological bomb on the entrance… when some Termegants started shooting at the Templars. They weapons were utterly ineffective in injuring the Astartes, but they served as to alert the others. Some Hormagaunts arrived from the north… then more arrived from the east... finally from every other corner. There were attempting to surround the Astartes! Tyranid limbs were flying everywhere… but for every five ‘nids that died, so one of the brave Marines did. The endless wave kept on pouring in. The Sergeant’s head fell before his body… the bomb was not armed. Only Aurelius remained alive.

The camera fell to the floor… Aurelius right arm had been severed. I had to pause the picture, so I could regain my composure after vomiting all over my desk. There in my screen it was… without his helmet and drenched in blood. Aurelius left hand pushing the trigger… his face sporting his childish smile. A white screen flashed and the screen turned to static. With their dying breath, the Black Templars gave their lives for humanity. May they now join the Emperor at The Golden Throne.

Omfridus Ludovicus understood why the Pocket Genestealers never made the public light. There was no clear evidence of their existence… with the exception of the word of a now defunct Xenofiliac.

Chapter 6: Adaptive Xeno Stratagem

The next few events were easy to find. Omfridus Ludovicus could corroborate the report on several sources. Most demarked seemed to be the typical pleas for help, which characterized Cathera Drace on almost every mission in which his life may be in jeopardy. Now a Senior Field Magus Biologist, his words could carry some weight. Too bad they felt on Inquisitorial ears. The following is a transcript of the initial Astro-Report on the situation.

Magos Cathera Drace wrote:

To: Lord Inquisitor Grimm Stedmire; Magus Superior Biologist, Ordo Xenos
From: Cathera Drace, Senior Field Magus Biologist, Ordo Xenos
Subject: Increased Aggressive Behavior on Tyranid (Tyranidii spp.) on Tiberius IX.
Transmitted: Alpha-IV Imperial Research Station, Tiberius IX
Transmitter: Astropath Ginla
Receiver: Astropath Wulesh
Thought For The Day: "Life is the Emperor’s currency. Remember to ask for exact change."

May the beloved Emperor shines His Graces upon you! I have urgent matters to report. First, I would like to thank you for the great honor that is to follow the steps of the Senior Field Magus Rufus Atehotuacus. I will, with the Emperor's Guidance, maintain the research on schedule after his death. I wish to report that the Tyranids (Tyranidii spp.) of the Hive Fleet Marchosias (Classification Sigma 23-86T3) have moved from vanguard covert operation to initial full scale assaults. While I have not received any further reports regarding further incursions from the Pocket Genestealers (Corporaptor crumens), we have seen two instances when the Tyranids have moved against our Emperor's beloved champions.

The first occurrence occurred on sector 53-Omega. A heavy patrol of Ultra Marines scanned large numbers of targets moving towards one of the local villages. Unfortunately for the invaders, their presence was already know (see attached Satellite Scan Pict attachments PR:00-03) and garrisons were already in place. With Gun Placements and out-numbering the invaders 16.2:1, the Ultra Marines managed to easily devastate the Tyranid invaders. After disposing of all the corpses, and burning them in a Cleansing Pyre (see attached Pict attachment PR:04) the Marines managed to use the location resources to complete the installation of an Industrial Teleporter with the aid of the Techno-Priests. They will use this location as a tertiary base to monitor the sector. It was utterly strange, that for the first time in recorded history of the Hive Fleet Marchosias, there were Tyranid Warrior (Tyranicus gladius spp.) and Gaunts (Gauntii virago). Reports from the Marine Sergeant indicated that the Xeno seemed extremely disorganized, even before the Synapse organisms were dispatched. Based on previous experiences, mostly in Medusa V, the Hive Fleet is extremely adaptive and should get re-organized. Based on our work at the Prime Research Station, we must find the psionic resonance for these sub-species to complete the Exterminatus.

The second report is more obscure. We only got partial reports from Satellite Surveillance (see attached Pict attachment PR:05-09). Unofficial reports suggest of a missing Crimson Fist's Marine patrol gone missing. The Crimson Fists recently captured a vile Xeno Artifact on sector Theta-Upsilon Three and were waiting for Inquisitorial arrival for Cleanse. While this location seems to be a portal towards the Warp, it seems to have a secondary temporal scale distortion. By examining the Satellite images, you could clearly see that the Marine patrol moved at an extremely accelerated pace. The other targets moved at an alarming rate, close to teleportation. Drone and Servitor surveys mounted evidence depicting Tyranid tracks. Again, all the corpses had disappeared from the location leaving most of the Holy Armor behind. This seems to be in patter with the Hive Fleet Marchosias modus operanti. Like in situations past, the Tyranids returned after a cleansing defeat more resolute than before. If this is hypothesis proves non-false, we shall expect to see the Tyranids adapting to our efforts.

If I may hypothesize, I believe that our Research has been somehow compromised. The Hive Fleet Marchosias, has been more adaptive and resolute that other Tyranid Hives in recent years. While, granted, it seems that we are in the initial Stages of colonization, the Hive Mind is focusing efforts on pin-pointing critical elements of our Research. First, it was the supposed attempt in which I was targeted for assassination. While the effort was brought to a halt by the Black Templars' commandos, evidence showed that their Genestealers (Corporaptor homini) were not as much as interested in our biological samples and equipment, but in eliminating researchers like myself. This extremely unusual behavior seemed unlikely. Their failure produced an immediate response in the form of the Pocket Genestealers. The Hive Mind utilized the resources effectively and specifically targeted my predecessor, Senior Field Magus Rufus Atehotuacus. It was only by the brave Sacrifice of the Black Templars (who now enjoy the Mana from the Emperor's Bosom) they seemed to have been exterminated. Now, the Hive Mind has seemed to take a completely different approach.

While it seemed more in accordance with the Xeno-Behavior Patters for most sub-species, it is a complete departure for the Hive Fleet Marchosias. After their initial failure, they seem to, yet again, complete a full evolution. What will bring the next adaptation is for the Emperor to know. At this point, I just believe that our research maybe tapping into the psychosis of the Marchosias' Hive Mind thus having it in perpetual state of panic caused by an artificial sense of extinction. It seems like our work is causing the Hive Mind to re-direct much of its energy in to survive their "extinction", just like a fruit bearing tree will bears the most produce when trimmed before flowering due to stress. If this is hypothesis is non-false, I urge you to command our team to desist from further experimentation, until the Tyranic threat has been exterminated.

I will await your instructions.

Your humble servant under The Emperor's Might,
Senior Field Magus Biologist, Ordo Xenos

Epilogue

The young Magos, Omfridus Ludovicus, was concerned. So much knowledge lost to the Adminstratum's bureaucracy. This information needed to be brought public, so the Loyalists to the Emperor could prepare and exterminate this Hive Fleet Marchosias. He was the only one who had all the evidence. It was all compiled and organized in his apartment. Just as he picked up the vid-vox, there was a knock on the door.

The young man opened, only to be started with a loud pistol blast. Looking down to his own chest, he could see his own blood pouring out... spilling in the floor. With even more astonishment he gasped as he recognized the face of his assassin. Before he could say a word, he collapsed dead on the floor.

Nonchalantly, the assassin turned around. Before he closed the door and walked away, he dropped a small box into the young man's apartment. Just as he turn the corner, he heard the loud vacuum-explosion that could only be produced by such a nefarious devices as a Vortex grenade.

Professor Icarius wrote:

- "That will teach you to make prank calls from my office, you ignorant bastard!"

Wow those Genes rock man! I am not a fan of the 'nids but still NICE!

dwi

Thanks! I like the story-based games... the reason why I'm very fond of much more than 40k.

Heheheh... I used the Pocket Genestealers last night... they get a Cover Save when standing behind a DICE! HA!