Horus Heresy Part 1

It was a day Alexander remembered...

It was raining in Terra as news of Horus was injured in Davin by some malignant forces...

Many in the Imperium was worried as the favorite son of the Emperor was injured and who could make him that way... It field uncertainty and speculation...

The Emperor wanted to visit his son... But the Webway project is more important issues than his son ailing in a Chaos Cult.

Soon he was presumed recovered and returned to his duties, but his actions have been more... erratic as of late.

As if he was haunted by something.

He sent Lion 'El Johnson to subdue a Fringe Empire, His falling out with Corvus, Sending Diplomats to Make the Thunder warriors to obey him. Which thankfully, Arrik knew something was wrong with them as their faces is not coinciding with their actions and reported Alexander about the issue. And He personally visited to each future traitors behind closed doors, Each Day there are reports in his own army that Horus Implanted his Yesmen without His own permission and sent them on more suicidal missions as if he was planning to drain Alexander strength... Though they were removed... And with the veterans that managed to find their way... They became more wary of Horus.

The moment he went to the Aurelian Technocracy and declare them as traitors to humanity... Alexander knew... That future his system said has come to pass...

Alexander began Ramping up the Mobilization, Production of War Materials and Ships being produced daily, the Imperium noticed these abnormalities. And requested Alexander to explain.

"For a rainy day. You never know when the Orks are coming again." was his general Excuse as there are ork empires out there that Humanity didn't trample and uprooted. so, it was reasonable to think that the League was more methodical than the Imperium that thinks the war is over. 

When Horus declared a open rebellion and denounce his father as a Tyrant, calling for a rally in his "Just" Crusade to free humanity, many planetary Systems was shock by his notion... He was the Favorite Sons among the Primarchs. And now he wants to rebel?

The Imperium was split apart as those that was integrated by the League remained Loyalist while those that were conquered by the Traitor Legions joined them en masse. It was like a Multi layered galaxy of Loyalist and Traitors alike as war Looms over the Galaxy.

Many races remained Neutral like the Eldar following Eldrad not to meddle with the Civil war... Trazyn returned to his galleries and observe with great interest how the Civil War plays out.

The League as a whole ignored his words as they knew he was a Traitor and the Taint is strong with him...

Alexander who was in the middle of it all in his office in Golden Palace...struggle with the fact that Horus fell... He spent enough time with the Warmaster to know his dreams... The Traitors aspirations of being something more than a tool...Ahriman, Luchius, Kharn except Erebus as he knows he is a bastard and Fuck Erebus... He knows their dreams... But knowing what would happen to them... He wonder, if there is any part of him that wanted to regret his interactions with the Primarchs...

The deaths of his shards that was killed in Istvaan was more than enough to know what is going on...

Their memories and last moments with their chosen Primarchs flooded into his mind...

[The Heresy have started... What will you do now Alexander?] his System asked waiting for his decision.

"Partner...I honestly don't know...though Tzeentch was the one that sent me back to the past...what is his goals? To break my heart? If he does that, he would be successful...Horus...would I been apathetic, had I not met you?" Alexander whispers as he heard the raindrops splattering on the windowsill, the first rain in Terra since the days of the unification wars ended when he returned to this place... Reminding of his decision to hopefully change the Imperium fate...

[You do know that your choice would affect the Imperium.]

A trigger was released on his desk waiting for him to push; "I do...time to enact our own...I just can't do it..." 

Alexander did placed several bombs in the depths of the traitor primarchs flagships that could ripped apart in mere moments and all he needed was to push the button and end it immediately... No more Horus heresy, no more suffering of humanity of 40k... but now he struggled to press it, his interactions with Horus was more than keeping him from pressing it... His memories and his longing for the good old days with the Primarchs that he called brothers is truly holding him back. In such a dire moment... he just can't do it....

"I can't...I cannot do it...." Alexander tossed aside the Trigger back into the desk and closed it.

[I see.... Hope you prepare for the worst.] The system went silent leaving the Man alone in his room...

Alexander sighed as he disappeared into the depth of the imperial palace...

When the Emperor Heard about this, he was furious and ordered his Legions to bring back his son who is hiding in Istvaan System... Wanting to know why he failed as a father to make Horus a Traitor?

Sanguinius who was close to Horus returned to his quarters... Wondering why he betrayed them...

The results were the same...

Half of the Legions that was sent to Istvaan to retrieved Horus had betrayed the Imperium, Ferrus Manus was killed, Vulkan was Missing, and the Loyalist legions was crippled.

The Loyalist survivors of Istvaan such as Nathaniel Garro came to Rogal Dorn and told the Truth, Rogal Dorn was incensed that he wanted to kill him for the notion that his brothers was a traitor...

"Believe what you must Lord Dorn, your brotherhood has blinded you... But we are the results of your brothers treachery." Though Rogal was infuriated of his brothers sons that spoke him like that... But the truth was clear... His brother became traitors... As he send his message to the Emperor of the results...

It brought waves on the Imperium as a Primarch is killed?

The Traitors used it as a effect to intimidate the timid Imperial Governors to fold into the Traitors. Bolstering their armies...

But those associate by the League? 

They called the Traitors Fratricide and Usurpers of Order. And Harden their hearts, as they mobilized the people for the traitors...

And it was where the Traitors show a Brutality that none have seen since the beginning at the Great Crusade.

(LK17947, Hive World)

It was a League compliant world.. that was handed to the Imperium... When the news of the traitors main force went in their direction, they didn't panic.

As they trained by the League itself, they mobilize their PDF forces as much as possible...

Many civillians headed to the bunkers in the depth of the planet... Praying that their soldiers will survive...

Some of the people went to the Evacuation sites that League ships that landed... Hoping to send their children and families to the League if they didn't survived...

And the Planetary defense Fleet in orbit nervous of their actions, they know that they will die, if they didn't they didn't fight back, who will be the one to hold guard? The Iron Warrior garrison of a Hundred was alerted and the news of their Primarchs betrayal disturbed them... But ever since they were garrison here, they were treated well and they spent time with the mortals, they knew that their duties was to protect Mankind... Even if they meet their own, they would still obeyed the Imperium...

The skies burned orange as Dreadclaws and Landing ships dropped en massed... Now bearing the Chaos cross...

What came out of the drop pods was the World Eaters now fully consumed by the Butcher's nails... They charge and slaughter anyone that is close to them including the evacuees...

The defenders was shocked tht such a noble legion became a berserkers that only want to shed blood...

On a Defensive line that is guarding one of of the entrances to the bunkers.

"Call the Governor for support!" A Captain Yelled at his voxcaster...

As they desperately held to their defenses....

In the Governor palace.... It was deathly silent... Several flayed corpses strayed acrossed the palace grounds... And the Governor Office there was continuous ringing for orders... The Night lords already occupied the room, casually flaying the skinless Governor alive...

"Sir...the Governor is unable to answer ..." The Voxcaster nervously answered...

The Captain was worried of the implications but his thoughts was interrupted by a Cultist that tried to barge in the defensive line...

There was a Explosion in the Bunkers doors as bunkers door exploded... Many near the vicinity heard screams coming from the depths...

The cultist sects that Lorgar implanted in this planet were activated and began to slaughter everyone inside and used their blood to summon demons and enslaving the rest.... They ventured forth towards the surface like a flood doing a pincer attack on the defenders...

The soldiers couldn't raised their weapons on their former neighbors and family who now bear the cursed chaos cross on their head...

But the Iron warriors they were different as they immediately attacked forces at the rear, though it pains them to kill those that respect them, it was more practical to give them a quick death...

but the battle is now favor to chaos... As the defenders was overwhelmed and the planet is deemed lost... The last of the evacuees managed to load on the last acclamators and Headed towards orbit... The soldiers watched the ships as they escape from the planet they prayed to the golden light symbols... May their families be safe...

They returned to their duties with such ferocity that made the Traitors felt fear... They know they are going to die... But knowing their families are safe they are more fanatical to dragged every single one to hell.

As the Evacuation fleet reached orbit they found the last of the dying orbital fleet struggling to defend the onslaught of the Traitors fleet.

As the captains of the planet defense fleet saw that the Evacuation fleet is escaping orbit, they desperately tried to defend the ships from being blown up, some committing ramming attacks on ships that is larger than them to slow them down...

As the ships managed to warped out of Battlezone, the last of the PD fleet captain smiled as their duties is done... And the last ship on its last breath to serve humanity, exploded into nothingness...

In the Acclamators holding there were several frightened people as the Men of Iron who is equipped ontological weapons that is still smoking and around it is several cultist clothing that lay on the floor. They managed to smuggled themselves in the crowd hoping to spread the influence of chaos and wanted to take control of the ships, but with the knowledge of chaos, Alexander took precautions not to let a single one into his territory even if there is one that was forcibly or willingly there can be no one that is innocent, they were erased from existence... The surviving people was given mind wiping drugs and upon questioning they don't remember the people that was the cultist... Which is good for now...

Planets like this that were under League holdings was burned; Cities burned to ashes... Countless civilians died without mercy as their flesh and souls were used as tributes to the Dark Gods, and those that converted to the Dark Truth joined Horus Fleet by the millions each day...

Many fought in defiance as their planets fall... 

And Titans brawled out by the hundreds...

Brother against brother....

The Galaxy burns.

Alexander ordering his underground forces that he kept from the Imperium... Under years of waiting for this day, he ordered with a heavy heart to aid the Imperium... Countless Ships appeared out of nowhere and Aided the Battering Lines... making the playing field a stalemate.

[The Vengeful Spirit]

Horus sat on the Command Throne overseeing a Holo Table that showed systems that affiliated with him is struggling to keep the status quo

Horus was furious as the appearance of the Fleets that appeared was hindering his path to free humanity...

"Alexander." He growled, not caring of his attachments to the High lord as he knew he was hindered by the Alexander.

When he managed to recruit his brothers to the fold, he was glad that they could see reason on his thoughts... But Alexander, he was a needed pawn in his game, the League was smaller compared to the Imperium... But they have the weapons and ships from the Golden age that could overwhelmed the Imperium. And Alexander influence in the Imperialis Senate was staggering to say the least.

But he knew that Alexander was loyal to his father...yes.. the Corpse Emperor... He often thought to himself...

But persuading Alexander was close to impossible as he is aware of Chaos. And what he has become.

So, he had to make do with the Aurelian Technocracy STC's to persuade Kelbor Hal that is in Mars to his cause... Not knowing the fact that the real Kelbor was in Nirvana when it happens.

He returned to his quarter to meet strange being...

He was hooded just like Alexander...

His lightning claw about to reach his neck just inches...

"Warmaster... I have a proposition I would like to make." The figure spoke.

Horus paused and retracted his blade, wanting to hear his ideas. The Chaos gods that whispers to his head, suddenly went silent as if they want the stranger to say something...

As if he was given a green light he spoke his idea..

"I have a army that is a gift."

"You are alone, what are you to brag about?" Horus question...

Horus was suddenly dragged into the shadows and found himself standing on a dusty planet, he faced was countless legions of Astartes stood silent... And above him was fleets that almost blotted the skies, and looking past it there was still more ships in the Primarch eyes...

'With this army I could overthrow my Father...no the Corpse Emperor...' Horus looked in Awe...

"Now do you believe me that I have a army for you?" Horus turn around and found the hooded figure waiting for his answer.

"What is it you want?" Horus asked, Knowing that he was no place to bargain with the figure as he knows they will fire upon him.

"Alexander Hyde Head, And all this will be yours." The figure spoke.

Horus understand the implications...

But he doesn't care about family relation as long as he got the power he needed to overthrow the Emperor that is all he is needed to do.

On that planet a blood contract was signed... And the fleet and astartes disappear without a trace...

[BRB-626 Abyss-Class Flagship] (a/n: Big Red Battleship! Wait, what happened to the other 625?)

It was Lorgar secret project in the canon but Alexander built it long before Lorgar did, as it was big as a System, unlike Lorgar that he sent one in Calth, it was a Mobile Command center of the League that coordinate every frontlines of the Imperium, Alexander stood on the command deck watching the officers observe the command table.

Many planets were overtaken in a fast pace and many more was held... they hold the line as the Imperium marshalled their forces and the forge worlds that is still loyal began to churned more war materials to the Frontlines... Alexander watched as his forces that is closest to Terra are now converging to the Holy Planet.

And what shocked them was the number of traitors fleets now charging towards the League...

"That is impossible... That amount... Even if they managed to gather the PDF Fleets that they invaded intact, that is impossible to get that amount!" One officer cried out.

Sure they left several ships in the defense of the besieged planets but the number of ships that is headed in League space is impossible to gather in such a short time...

And there are more ships flooding into the Battlelines slowly turning the tide...

"Horus...did you resented me that much?" Alexander whispered as he saw the amount of fleet that is already in the Defensive lines of the League...

Alexander stood up and gave orders to his men... They continue their orders as told and ready his Mech...

Many protested as they knew what he was about to do...

"Sir, that is pure insanity! Those prototypes aren't ready!"

"I order you to get my AC ready, Every moment you hold me back, your families are in danger of being slaughtered... Would you like their blood in your hands? I can buy as much time that is needed for our reserves to rally..."

"Yes sir..."

As he went to the Mech Bay, he found his old friend...

AC Foxeye that he managed to get from Cyberpunk.

It was this mech that brought him victory during the Golden age... Now prepping for the hardest fight they will face. It is not mech but warships that he must fight to hold the line... Until the ships in the League reached towards the breach, he alone must face them all....

"Send me to this coordinate right here." He order his men... As they left...

"Friend... Will you join me for this one time?" Alexander spoke to the machine spirit in his AC... It hummed with anticipation...

Alexander smiled as he grab the controllers once more...

"Let the raven rise once again..."

And the Eyes of his Mech shine as if it was in agreement.

The Teleporter activated.

[League territorial space]

The border was put in high alert ever since Horus have declared his rebellion...

A.I fleet are converging to the predicted attack path and Fortress stations and planets began to armed themselves for the onslaught...

Countless refugees fleets flooded into the League...

Horus newly aquired fleets appeared out of nowhere and started to attack the evacuation fleets..

Some of the escort ships detached from the fleet and hold them back for a time as they managed to warped away again, but quantity of the ships soon overwhelmed the defenders...

And the flood of destruction already breached past the A.I fleets and the Fortress stations... Every one of the traitor being destroyed another 3 took its place...

Several fortress planets began their orbital bombardment to provide support.... Causing the traitors to land and silence those guns.

As they landed on the first line of the fortress planets they encounter a lot of resistance, Experimental weapons that Alexander didn't shown in the Golden crusade began to fight back...

Including the weapons of the Golden Age aided in the fight, Soldier and Men of Iron no longer equipped with the Volkite and Gauss but Ontological weapons that erased every existence of the enemies erasing them, Castigator Titans walked the earth to crush the enemies of the League overpowering the Traitor Titans that accompanied the traitors... They bleed the enemies as much as possible as the skies became glowing red from the constant bombardments...

Fortress Planets were cracked... And the Thunder warriors home planet was Scorched to the point...

It was only the saving grace that the Thunder Warriors was stationed in Terra when it happened... They were about to reach the capital of the League hoping to cut the head of the snake...

In the middle of between them and their objective... A mech appeared...

A lone mech in a sea of ships that is bigger than it...

"The High Lord is here! Kill him!" The Captain bellowed.

All the ships opened fire with all the weapons they have, from flak batteries and torpedoes, to Macro and Lancer canons to kill the Head of the League...

"Why Horus?" Alexander spoke as he managed to dodged most of them with some of the shells splatter in his armor, creating sparks on it ...

His perk allowed him to feel excitement when he supposed to feel fear... But all he felt was sadness.

He aimed a Modified Tachyon Arrows Launcher that he got from Trazyn and replaced it with the laser rifle...

A modified Replicator gun that is making infinite Necron Tachyon Arrows is more than enough to kill the fleet... If a Human sized launcher could kill a Titan, what about a enlarged version of it? It has the power of a Big Bang packed in that rod...

The first shot fired and it blown up a single Luna Class ship... And severely damaged the surrounding ships...

Alexander felt no remorse as he took a life, he ignored the amount of points that he gained... As they betrayed the Imperium and slaughter his own people there will be no forgiveness...

He could sense their screams, their hatred towards him, but he couldn't care less...

He opened fire a endless amount of Tachyon Arrows hit the ships, many were destroyed upon the first hit, but those that survived the hit was shot several times more to double tap....

Alexander actions was being recorded by the League... A leader that face the traitors alone...

What leader gave his life to defend the people?

What did that make them?

Several races that was under his protection began to assist him... Eldar Cosairs and Squats Battleships began to arrive in battle...

And the planets that was in the rear from the Frontline began to send their fleet to assist Alexander.

Even a single ship that was destroyed by them was more than enough for Alexander to appreciate their assistance...

The tide of ships flowed endlessly as if they truly wanted to kill him, but when he heard that Those planet that was under siege was now lifted as the enemy fleet is now converging to his area...

He smiled at least he could lessened the pressure...

But as soon the enemies is now flooding into the battle...

"Leave now, Friends..." Alex spoke to the Flagships of the Eldar and Squats...

"Aye ya Milksop ya daft? We stand by you and Knife ears over there is stubborn as We are."

"Alexander... As much as you want to be the dam against the taint... Remember that we have obligation."

"That obligation is useless if I lose you two. Return to your planets as I handle them here. I order you to return back to your families..."

Alexander ordered them... Thought they reluctantly agreed, they left while taking a few more ships...

Alexander was outnumbered again...

He wanted to request help but how will he explained to the families that died for him? Better let the living be with their families...

[Alexander this is the last million ships entering the area...Good luck.]

"You sure are a positive one eh partner?"

[Look in the bright side, we are almost closer to the end...]

"A Million eh? Bring it on!" Alexander pushed his lever as he charges towards the incoming fleet.

The people in the League saw their leader ventured to fight alone... As they saw the Xenos Races attempted to help him, he staunchly refused as they are his people and they will not suffer any more...

Many prayed that their leader survive this almost endless assault...

What politician or senators in the Imperium would have done so for their people?

Alexander became a Symbol... Against overwhelming odds as he slaughter the ships like there was no tomorrow. Many recorded his moments as a propaganda symbol...

"If our leader can do it, so can you."

A Single mech against a Fleet, inspired many pilots to be like him...

The last ten thousand ships remained...

Foxeyes took a severe beating....

The right arm was severely damaged and his thrusters was burnt out... Though the damage is slowly healing the enemies don't give him enough time... They opened fire to keep him from fully healing...

He charge once more and began to slaughter the remaining ships...

As the last ship exploded by the Tachyon Arrow...

Alexander breathed a sigh of relief...

But the damage is done.... The breach was is now being plugged up and he was sure that he left not one of them alive...

Then he was dragged by force unknown to him...

He found himself free falling on a dusty planet.... He activated the boosters and retros to halt the descent...

"Seem like Horus failed... Typical, never let a dog do a man job."

Alexander immediately aimed his Tachyon Launcher at the direction of the voice and fired it.

A explosion erupted in the distance and swallowed the part of the planet...

"Whoa there... Got your feelings hurt that Horus is a Dog?" A Hooded figure stood on the launcher...

"Shut up!" Alexander used his head vulcans to shake the figure off...

"Why care so much for a tool that is abandoned? Why you play house with the Corpse Emperor? That is the hilarious for a guy like you."

"At least I know his story!"

"Hah, did you? Or did you believed that preventing that fate of the traitors will change anything? They are just a Characters on a book of a Rotten age! Their fate is already decided for them!"

"Is that why you sent that fleet to Horus?"

"So what, your story must end here!"

Several Giant figures appeared from the sands that made Alexander hand shuddered...

Facing how him was a Legion of Primarchs... Copies of his Primarchs brother surrounded him...

"Behold this is what the First gave me, the Perfect Primarch legion that your so called Emperor have made, they have no individuality, no concept of brotherhood, the Astartes Marines were a mistake! This is what your Emperor wanted! A perfect obedient tools! A Mass produced Primarchs army. Not this defective product that you called brothers!" The figure laughed at Alexander...

"Now, Kill him!"

Alexander rage began to emitting that attract a certain figure...

Somewhere in the multiverse.

On a Throne of Skulls a Giant figure smiled...

"Now this will be entertaining" he mused as he granted his gift to Alexander....

While he was in favor in bloodshed and skulls, he is also a God of justice, and doing right, allowing punishment to happen. He allows people to fight back, as he despises trickery and backstabbing.

Foxeye shudder as it became full red...

Turning the Armored Core into a Semi-demonic Engine... Unholy but yet holy at the same time...

The Hooded figure shudder but he believes that the gift he was granted was more than enough to kill him.

Several Leman Russ, Angron and Lion Copies converged around the Mech as Magnus Lookalikes send Warp lightning to kill him, and Perturabo and Rogal Dorns began to shoot from afar...

The AC disappear and reappeared holding several spines of the copies, and shot several Tachyon Arrow in the distance eliminating his brothers... And the Warp souls that made up the Primarchs copies was devoured by Alexander machine.

"Kill him now!"

Several Figures bearing Sanguinius face flew down from the skies and drove Alexander to the brink of anger...

"How dare you use him!"

[Warning! Warning! Alexander Corruption is high!]

Alexander ignored as he killed them and several singed white wings splattered across his armor...

The Hooded figure is shocked as he realized that Alexander is slowly getting closer to chaos...

His Mech is slowly getting more horns and his attack now embued with Chaos and Emperor flames... And he aware that the souls of the Primarchs was being devoured and slowly empowering the mech... He knew one thing...

A God machine?

There are many ways to become a god... Some get relics of the old gods... Or do task given by the pantheon like the chaos gods to accomplish, or sentient race used their faith to create one... But Alexander is doing a dark sect of god creation...

Devouring...

By absorbing the souls in the Mass-produced Primarchs he indirectly enpowered the Machine to become a sentient god...

"Shit if that happen..." He opened a portal and tried to escape...

As his plans was just to kill Alexander, not make his machine into a god

"Where are you going?"

He shudder as he turned around and found the dessert was already tainted with blood and bodies of the Mass produced Primarchs is scattered across the field...

Before he has a chance to tell the rest of what transpired... He was grabbed and his face in front of the AC head

"Time for Desert!" The AC head began growing a mouth and devoured the head of the figure..

After what has said and done... Foxeyes slowly reverted back to his original colors...

But Alexander was exhausted... As he slowly slept

He found himself facing Khorn...

"What a Entertaining show... Seem like you have a propensity for bloodshed and honor... Though I wonder why my version in here don't like you and chosen that broken tool?"

"Shut up Khorn. And that tool is my brother."

"You know when you fall, you know who to call..." Khorn smiled.

"Leave me alone Khorn. My duty is to the Emperor."

"Even though he might know what happens here?"

"I cross that bridge when I get there..."

"Fine, keep entertaining me Alexander."

"Fck you."

Alexander woke up in the cockpit of Foxeye...

[Ac Foxeye Form unlocked:]

Thanks to you devouring a army of Primarch grade souls your machine has evolved to a God machine:

Chaotic Form: with the Blessings of Khorn have turned Ac Foxeye as a Similar strength of A Khornate Prince... (*Hint*: useful against gods)

Holy form: Blessings of the God Emperor have granted the Machine with the power to banish demons.

Paradox form: ???

Warhammer bounty complete.

10th seat Albert the Book Keeper Killed.

Alignment chart.

Chaos: 1/10

Emperor: 9/10

Rewards....

Chrono Clock: able to stop time for 50 minutes compatible with Sandevistan (currently unavailable for use)

Parallel jump: able to hop in parallel universes. (Currently Unavailable for use) (A/n: TTS Confirmed?)

Million ship killer perk

Butcher of Legions perk

Requisition points....

As rewards was flooding into his mind...

Alexander stood silent.

"Time to head home... Friend you ready?"

The machine trembled with excitement... As they left the planet behind, Alexander destroyed it leaving nothing both the Imperial or Chaos know what happens here....

Alexander returned to League space and Rally his forces to take back the conquered territory...

And He returned back to Terra via the portal in old America...

He watched as refugees also flooded the walls of the Base as Rogal Dorn decided to collapse several residential districts to make more walls for the golden palace...

Alexander allowed the refugees and those in the evacuation center to enter the League and when the battle ended and the Terra is rebuilt, then they will come back. Rogal Dorn took it as a acceptance as he demolished more of the residential district to make even more walls... turning the planet into a fortress planets.

He allowed them in and the Men of Iron that was stationed at the base are tasked to scanned the tainted... There were some but they were erased from existence.

Horus armies is coming... Alexander hoped that whatever's he have done is already enough...