Fuck it, Fnia/Warhammer 40K/ Crossover

Chapter #1:Grim Dark Future

        'DAMN THE SLAVES OF THE FALSE EMPEROR, THOSE PATHETIC AND PITIFUL CORPS WORSHIPERS WISH TO FACE THE POWER OF THE DARK GODS? SO BE IT, ANNIHILATE THEM!!!!". The chaos space marines voice roared thought the ship, his warband, know as the chaos hosts has been advancing outside of the great tear across the material plain know as the eye of terror to lay waste to the bastardized remains of the once proud imperium of man. Once a symbol of progress and knowledge, now a carcass filled to the brim with the filf of stagnation and ignorance. His goal is to raid imperial forge worlds for their supplies as his warband has been under equipped lately and is in need of wargear.

        "Azoroth the enemy frigate has launched torpedos in our path, your response is?"

"Ahhh they seek to destroy us, intercept the munitions with our point defence guns, whatever gets through won't stand up to our void shields, AT ONCE".

"Yes Azoroth". The point defence guns fire a stream of cannon shells at the torpedos and each shot makes a direct hit against the weapons sent to destroy them. Azoroth looks out the bridge window, the imperial frigate has been battered and torn apart yet it's guns still roar in defience against the traitors, still though, determination can only get you so far, and one by one the remaining guns are destroyed, the ship becomes more and more defenceless with each passing minute. After some time the frigate is split in half with the relentless barrage of chaos infused munitions, they glow with evil and twisted intentions. It's almost as if each round fired is tainted with the hatred of the chaos servants manning the guns, they're rage and frustration being rubbed on the shells before they are fired.

"Yes, determined are the loyalists, but oblivion always gets the last laugh" the frigate now little more than metal and trash floating in orbit around the forge world andrackus now does nothing to impeed the traitors plans.

"Make planet fall at once, I doubt the ships captain remained silent during this conflict and would have surely contacted for help. We must proceed with haste if we are to escape without resistance"

Azoroth told his servant in charge of the ground infantry.

"Yes I will proceed as fast as the guard and tech priests will allow" Azoroth chosen replied.

Only 3 minutes later the shaking of the drop pods exiting the ship at incredible velocity can be felt by everyone on the ships that had them. In a few minutes the drop pods make contact with the ground and the chaos corrupted space marines make haste in destroying resistance and capturing key locations.