"..." for talking
(...) for thoughts
disclaimer I don't own 40k or it's characters they belong to GW
MC POV:
(Where am I? This doesn't feel like my bed.)
I try to look around but all I see is some glass cover on a metal lid.
( Am I in a tube?)
I continue to look around when I notice nineteen other tubes with roman numerals on them, as well as alot of skulls and eagles in gold embroidery.
( I recognize that eagle! IM IN 40K!!!. I'm so boned)
As I'm having a mini breakdown a tear in reality forms and a red and black space marine exits the tear drawing my attention.
( Wait, who is that? Face tats of scripture, flaming staff, and a punch able face. Is that fucking erebus?) The now obvious chaos marine walks though the capsules toward what looks like a generator of some sort. Being it is near me I can eavesdrop on him as he mumbles something." I don't know why my gods wish me to just destroy this gellar field when I can just preemptively kill the false God worshippers now so the primordial truth can reign supreme."
(yup its that fuck erbus alright. .....wait that makes me a primarch which one am I tho? God above please not lorgar or angron. damn this glass, I can't read the numbers to find out)
while I was bust with introspecting my situation, erubus already destroyed the generator. The air started to twist, and the tear in reality grew in size, becoming a gate way to the warp and its foul spawn.
(That doesn't look good)
Even through my pod, I can hear sirens wail and loud stomps getting closer and closer. Then I hear what can only be the door being broken, though.
God Emperor POV:
I heard the sirens go off and knowing just what lies over that section of luna I can already perceive which threat has breached my defenses. ( YOU CHAOTIC CUNTS!!!!) I beging to run toward the pod chamber with my custodes bodyguards. I can hear their wispers in the warp the closer I get and they are LAUGHING. I can't let them win I will see humanity as the rulers of this galaxy. The moment I spot the door I begin to charge psykic might into my fists and shatter the plasteel separating me from my son's. Once through I can see a astartes but I haven't began that project yet how can one be here and looking to be full of a foul chaotic taint and the giant tear into reality which swallowed the last remaing pod carrying my sons.
"Chaos you shall not claim my sons! Nothing will save you the destruction I shall bring upon your realms to see you all driven to extinction and bother this galaxy never again!" I shout at the escaping marine and his dark masters.
All I can hear in the warp is their damnable laughter as I vow their destruction and hoping beyond hope that I find them before they could be corrupted beyond salvation.
MC POV:
I was lucid enough before the darkness claimed me to hear the emperor vow the destruction of the chaos gods. When I next awoke I was re-entering the atmosphere of a dark looking planet that the sun of this system could not illuminate. As I got closer to the surface I tried to brace myself for the impact, but my pod went straight through the surface, and from the increasing heat, I was getting closer to the core. Then I'm struck by the memory of the only known primarch to crash through his planet to near its core was the insane batman of this galaxy. ( IM FUCKING KONRAD KURZE. I'm so fucked aren't I)
I'm still rather new to writing so feel free to comment how you would like to see this story continues, I'll be sure to take them in consideration.