For just over a year of running a Dark Heresy/Deathwatch role-playing campaign the Dark Heresy segment is coming to a close. So i thought for the sake of completeness i would chronicle the last session for you.
But before i do i would like to update you as a reader to the progresses of each character.
In the next chamber as the corridors rise higher and deeper into the fortress is tinged with a dim blue light. Stasis tubes line the walls. A lone tech priest is preparing an operating table. Next to the table is a cyrotube containing a gene seed. The Psyker Zetkin and the Scum known as Cutter sneaked in to the room and got behind the working tech priest. Cutter dashed forward to attempt to stab him from behind. The tech priest turned around causing the scum to slice into the tech adepts arm. They both struggled with each other. the Tech adept tried to take out his laspistol. Zetkin channelled her powers to inflict pain but the tech priests mind repulsed the mental attack. Cutter managed to pull away and fired a killing headshot. The dead tech priest slid to the floor.
The rest of the inquisitorial cell investigated the cyro tubes that lined the walls. At the far end of the the room there is a larger steel double door on the right side. The cryo tubes contained the sleeping forms of young girls with what appears to be operation scars. The others on the left hand side appear to be untouched form any procedure. All of the young girls appear to be in stasis. Dorn Picked up the data slate of the late tech priest and downloaded the data " Looks like more initiates for the Babel legion"
The Arbite Zarchov marched towards the cyro tubes smashed one with his shotgun and fired a single blast into the sleeping occupant. He spoke over the vox "Kill them all"
Zetkin felt more than seen the psychic presence move about the room. She focused more, sensing its near the arbite's location amongst the cryo tubes. Slowly she edged forward. Suddenly a sharp cracking sound, a yell then a crash came from the direction of Zarkov. As soon as he heard the noise the Scum known as Stern hid against one of the many cryo tubes. Zetkin and cutter moved together along a row of the tubes. Dorn took the route between two sets of softly glowing blue tubes, spotting the Arbite shooting to Dorns right at nothing, slowly he took out his chain axe, after he spotted the arbites leg wound. Turning the corner Zetkin could see Zarkov firing at the blurry translucent outline of a figure on the back wall.
Out of nowhere a blade smashed next to Cutters head, quickly the scum turned around and ducked another sword swing from the attacker. In front of him stood a tall figure with a shaven head in a long black leather jacket. It was Stern who recognised them first, "Krossmen!" he whispered to himself. The blurry figured materialised in front of Zarkov, he looked exactly like the other one. The Krossman fired off another doom bolt, the arbite dodged swiftly despite his aching leg, showering the floor with shards of glass as the bolt hit one of the cyro tubes. Cutter continued to dodge and parry with the Krossman assassin, always keeping himself between the assassin and the young psyker. Zetkin saw that the psyker Krossman was momentarily distracted, she took the opportunity and unleashed a white hot bolt of fire scorching through the enemy psyker's chest, it travelled clean through his body leaving a large cauterised wound in its wake, as the bolt continued on and hit the wall in a cascade of molten rock sparks. Zarkov turned his attention to the scuffle between the assassin and Cutter. Zarkov readied his holy axe and charged in, Stern followed just behind him. The assassin was nimble, narrowly dodging each blow by the three combatants. Zetkin reached out with her mind, with a view to inflict pain upon the assassins mind. It was enough to cause a distraction, Zarkov buried the axe deep in the assassins body, ribs broke with a sickening crack. Coughing up blood the Krossman collapsed to the floor.
Talents: Psy rating 3, Hard target,
Minor psychic powers: Chameleon, Deja vu, Distort vision, Fearful aura, Flash bang, Inflict pain, Precognition, Spasm, Touch of madness, Unnatural aim, Weaken veil,
Major psychic powers: Catch projectiles, Force bolt.
After the combat finished Stern and Zarkov turned off the rest of the cryo tubes each with a hiss of compressed air.
The corridor led out into a large hall. the far end of the hall was blocked off by a fizzing electric barrier through it they cold make out a throne on top of a dais with a figure standing next to it. Stern asked "What is it? eh Warlock"
It appears to be some kind of force field, Zenith replied, aimed his pistol at the field and fired off a quick burst. the monoedged shurikens fizzed and flash as they hit the blue crackling force field. Stern raised his voice at the Eldar warlock " Now you have given away our position"
Zeniths passive face turned to the scum, "I think they already know we are here"
Zarkov inspected the pillars as the scum and the warlock bickered with each other. The pillars were intricately carved with images of angels and their ascension into the world.
The young psyker Zetkin walked up to the blue fizzing power field. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes visualising the area just beyond the the powerfield. Suddenly she felt weightless then her knees bent as gravity reinstated itself. She opened her eyes, finding herself on the other side of the energy field. looking around she spotted a small projector device generating the energy field. To her left she could see what looked to be a pack of robot dogs standing before a red robed figure, he robes seemed more elaborate than her friend Dorns. Keeping focused on the task at hand she hurled a bolt of flames reducing the projector to slag, the energy field flickered then overheated with a large flash briefly blinding everyone in the hall except Zetkin.
Once the party recovered from being stunned by the flash, they could see the grand hall in full. At the far end a figure they recognised as the everbeing John Grammaticus he stood next to a tall throne, next to the everbeing was an older man, dressed in the same attire as the Krossmen.
The everbeing spoke, his voice echoed throughout the hall "Unleash the dogs of war"
Magos Achar nodded and the eleven cyber mastiffs dashed off towards their targets. Before she knew it the young psyker Zetkin had two of the robot dogs upon her.
Armour flak 4 on all locations except arms and head.
The ancient tech magos stalked towards Zetkin his venerable chain axe roaring in his hands. Zetkin loosened off a fire bolt, but the ancient metal tech priest failed to catch fire. In frantic panic Zetkin unleashed her relentless fury, Giant gout's of flames leaped from her fingers engulfing Magos Achar, His vocalisation unit screeched in pain. Dropping to his knees he clawed at his own body to put out the overwhelming flames. seconds later he hit the floor with a heavy clang and continued to burn without protest. The psychic overflow caused the floor to bleed and the depictions of angels on the pillars to cry blood. Dorn smashed another mastiff in to shards of metal with his chain axe.
At this point all of the cyber mastiff had been destroyed, leaving only the Lord of the Kross and John Grammaticus left to fight against the injured party.
Stern dodged another doom bolt hurled in his direction, the Lord of the Kross grew frustrated and unloaded his plasma pistol at the scum, taken by surprise Stern couldn't get out of the way and was hit full on in the chest. Dorn overcome with fear stood rooted to the spot, not willing to take a step forward towards the being of terror. The Lord of the Kross then turned his attention to the young psyker who was standing above a pile of burnt out mastiffs. Zetkin could see that the fearful aura was a manifestation of the psychic energy and logic defeated the terror. Zetkin stood her grown and let fly with a burst of flame, the psyker lord dodged the fire and closed in on Zetkin. The first swing against her she dodged easily, she felt helpless against the next thrust as it plunged into her midrift. Zetkin collapsed to the floor in a pool of her own blood, agony pulsing through her body.
The everbeing John Grammaticus charged into Cutter. Cutter fired off a shot from his hand cannon as the everbeing charged in. Grammaticus was fast, he had trouble dodging his blows. the Scum was more than a little pleased to see the Arbite join in the combat against Grammaticus. Soon it was the everbeing on the defensive, Cutter drew out his officers cutlass
Showing grim determination Stern stood up, wiped the blood from his eyes, braced his heavy stubber and let loose a full auto burst at the Lord of the Kross, the ageing psyker lord didn't have time to react as he took several bullets to the chest and crumpled to the floor bleeding heavily from several gaping wounds. Though the pain Zetkin could see the psyker mutter something silently before his heaving body stopped moving and the light died from his eyes.
The Scum could see Zarkov and Cutter dodging and moving in melee with the everbeing. Stern made his way to the throne at the end of the room every step sending shockwaves of pain and threatening to overcome his conscienseness.
Zarkov hid under his combat shield as he clutched at his leg. Cutter dropped to one knee gasping for air. After missing the everbeing with a shot from his meltagun Dorn stepped up, his axe at the ready. Grammaticus side stepped the axe swing and slashed his claws over the tech priests leg. Dorn shifted his weight onto his bionic leg, twirled his axe in the axe and with luck more than skill, it hit dead on the everbeings body. The axe blades got lodged in the everbeings ribcage. Dorn could already see the wound beginning to heal itself. Grammaticus grabbed the axe blade and tried to push it out. The tech priests mechadendrite gripped upon the everbiends skull and gently crushed, hearing the snapping to wounding and subsequent healing. Cutter seeing all this from the blood covered floor, drew his pistol and shot out the everbeings knee. The shot sending waves of pain throughout the rogues body. The everbeing dropping in and out of consciencesness as the chain axe was ripped from his body unleashing another gout of hot red blood. Groggily Zarkov stood up and using his shield as a club smashed John Grammaticus in the face.
On the throne Stern activated the communication array and contacted the ship in high orbit, It was Inquisitor Margallus who answered personally. "Shut off the orbital powerfield and send me your co-ordinates and we will be there."
After each of the cell received medical attention and were in a stable condition, Inquisitor Margallus explained during transit that the Eldar ship attacked the Mormo and only just managed to drive it off. This was about the time when the warlock Zenith was killed.