{disclaim: no pictures, also I know some people may not like the lack of description in some scenes here but hey… I'm not writing a smut novel! Even though Slaanesh is… ya…}
"To find pleasure in every moment….to indulge in every whim…the lesser races feel the burden of their crude lives… but we…. Are beyond such concerns or worries! Every power is for us to use… nay every sensation! Is ours to experience! For we are truly the masters of the galaxy! And all others exist only to satisfy our curiosities! WE HAVE EARNED OUR POSITION OF POWER! Let us forever taste the fruits of such achievement! FOR TIME ITSELF IS AT OUR COMMAND! WE ARE ETERNAL!"
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In the mix of shadows and moonlight, the Tyranids reached the mountain base, but like robotic machines, they stood still like rocks in the leaves, with no expectations or desires... Just waiting… but while they waited with 'steal' and focus, those in the mansion in charge of security watched on blank screens….
Nothing! Not a bleep or dot… nor sound… just a party in unseen rooms! Torture beds that held screaming men… women… children… blood flowed through the path laid in between each tiled floor! Sex… food… boasting of achievements… masked men under gossiping tongues… a drinking party of a mist haze…
Drugs and mutants… screams and music…. And there at the center, as children's blood poured from an altar… a demon as beautiful as craved stone… watched in the boredom of men's weak attempts at excess! With eyes that seemed unimpressed, the demon stared at the blood-rusted walls…. When a sound caught her attention! Through the strobe lights, and the music and the scream…
With squinted eyes, she saw through the mist…. And smelled through the funk, and what she saw made her rise! With an open dancing fan, the demon swiped at a caged sacrifice to the shock of the dark priests in attendance! As blood dripped from her fan, she took her place by the portal but said nothing….
Wondering why the demon made a move, seemingly out of nowhere, the governor looked to Nova for any hints.
[Don't look at me… I'm not its friend! I don't know why it moved! Maybe it's just bored…] replied Nova with a shrugging shoulder.
But unbenounced to them, hidden in the underground, the Trygons of the Tyranids tunneled out their paths! But slowly they crawled, to appear undetected on their prey scans, they were patient in their plan!
Then after hours of tunneling, they reached the inner sanctum of the torture chambers of the governor! With slowly moving pebbles, hidden in the dark corners, while masked men raped innocent lives, there the rippers were the first to taste the channels of decayed blood! The first to smell the musk of men! And while they scurried out…
A man of no name, high 'in' drugs and covered in piercings, enjoyed the sound of the woman beneath him as he forced himself on her! Tied to a wooden bed, where each movement caused pain and blood to spill, as children watched in their cages, starved and pleading. While crying over loud music, the woman was made to watch… As her child was feasted on by lustful men!
With tears at the sight, in full view of the corpses that littered every other step, and the curved hooked chains swaying by the meat sacks... as they were giving blood and drugs to drink, the tortured souls, tortured other tortured souls in arena-like rooms!
As rich men played out old victories in their hottie-ness…were slaves, wore drugged vials embedded in their skin, as they fought mutated guests! Freaks gifted with Slaanesh's blessing! Though they still wore their mask, nothing could cover up their mutated crab arms, or their horns… or men who showed off their breasts, much like a woman on a nude beach!
Their in a chair that resembled the throne in Commarragh! Sat a Drukhari alien! Bored and playing with his knives, the man with long red hair and pointy ears, took only delight in the suffering of others… and as he looked out to the arena at the sight of poor fools being ripped apart, only boredom remained in his heart as he wished to witness the fights of Lelith Hesperax again…
But as he pondered old times, Nova entered the chamber room through a big metal and mechanical door, that dripped in the ravings of Slaanesh!
[is everything alright here? Is everything normal?] asked Nova to the guard on duty
[normal? Hmm… yes mam.. Everything is 'normal' as you put it… ] replied the man as he was used to the debauchery that went on in this place on the daily.
[hymm… no reason… carried on then…] replied Nova as she took another look around while thinking:
[is it really nothing? But then why… would the demon suddenly make a move like that? If there was nothing…]
As she ponders on the demon's earlier action, the man with no name, lost in his high, enjoys the 'sensation' of women under his fat gut… but feeling something wet below his waist, the man thinks he has 'finished' hen he looks down and sees a pool of blood forming on the women stomach! But lost in his high, the man simply smiles and laughs as he plays with it, and wipes the blood on his body, enjoying its fresh warmth…
But feeling the table shake and jerk and lost in the sight of the woman as she coughs out blood, the man plays it no mind, as he just keeps going! But when the coking stops and raving lights flash again onto her stomach, the man feels a certain surge of pain!
Screaming and looking down, the man sees the woman's stomach begin to bugle and expand upwards! But as the elasticity of her skin tears away…and her inner guts and stomach lining peels outward… the man with no name…
Stares in shock… as a creature of some kind, warped from his 'high', looks like a monster from hell! A creature with a big head, with a row of smiling teeth, that beheld half of what was left of his pecker!
With a guttural scream, that was drowned by a sea of screams, the man rushed to push the rubber mats that hung by the door! But in his fear, the man lost his footing on the blood-soaked floors! slamming his head on rocks and rust, to awake in crawls to the amusement of the children locked in cages, who smiled in delight at the man's plight!
With a head wound gushing, and eyes twitching, the man slowly turned his head… and when he did… what he saw… caused him to wane his bowls! As dozens of monsters tore through the woman's body! Like a shredding machine, skin and limbs, and bones flange in the air! As the one who ate his pecker appears to look at him mischievously… while the men in the back that were having 'fun', with the child, suddenly screamed as they looked up to see a group of Termagants fall from the ceiling!
A scene that plays out in almost every room, as no one believed any different than the normal, even as men or women in the know, walk to and foe in the halls, past paintings and lavish gold….. Even those who danced under flashing songs and lights didn't notice as their partner went missing between beats or excuses!
But as blood covered up the food, the paintings, and the gold, the guard on duty began to suspect some guest was being overly indulgent in the governor's mansion! As he went to find this 'guest', Nova arrived back at the main chamber, while she stared at a smiling demon!
With a chill running up her spine, she headed to the security room, where guardsmen waited for shift changes and metal doors seemed lonely, the men in the room told her all was fine, but as she turned to leave, she noticed a quick, but tiny white dot that flashed by camera screen!
With fears of uneasiness growing, Nova called for her team to prepare the ship! While she grabbed her gear and raced to the governor, to further discuss her worries. But when she arrived, she was forced to take a step back, as the governor was busy talking over the vox to his angels!
While she waited, the guard walked along the bloody path, into the chamber of lustful-ness, their… past the music and the lights… past the smell of the musk... The guard saw a discarded mask! Confused as he knew the rules and so did the guests, that they were not allowed to remove them under any circumstance, the guard continued on his way, but as he walked…
He passed more and more discarded masks! Some dripping in blood and others flesh and hair…confused and worried as he approached the last mask he could see, he flashed his light over his Las-gun in sweat, while over his vox he called in for instructions!
As he arrived at the last mask, which shined in black and gold fixtures in the light, in the shape of a 'lion' mane! He lifted it up… and felt something squishy in his hands…. As he lowered his gun down, to better inspect the mask, he peeled what felt like flesh from it! Under the light… and under the songs… among the mist…
He peeled a full face out of the mask! With the expression of horror being the last thing this poor soul felt, the guard felt something dripping onto his shoulders, while his vox screamed at him to stay in view of the cameras! As he never noticed… he was led away…
Looking up into the jaws of termagants in numbers he couldn't count, with rippers swimming at his feet that came from the drains like rats! The man could only scream as he cried and fired randomly as he was consumed by many teeth!
Hearing the sounds of gunfire, the music stopped! The light stopped flashing….and the smell grew… the mist thicker… confused and hearing one last bloody scream, the men in the arena froze… as the Drukhari rose from his throne, while the ground beneath the arena center trembled! And while the floor gives way…
A Trygon the size of a tank rose to the surface! As it grabbed hold of the mutant creature in the shape of a crocodile crossed with a goat and a bull! Tearing its monstrous body in half with its scythe claws! With a roar and a screech, other Tyranids burst from the hole! Slaughter all in the center and reaching for the stands!
[quickly! You fools! Turn on the shields!] screamed the Drukhari man!
As the blue shield formed, just in time, they slammed shut removing the slower Tyranids by the waist or head or any limb caught in its closing! The guests that survived laughed at the bugs in mockery, as they slammed their bodies against the shield in an attempt to appease their hunger! while the Drukhari felt differently about the matter! Knowing what was coming next and not underestimating the bugs, unlike the humans next to him, the Drukhari man rose to his feet and began to walk as his beautiful half-naked assistant asked him:
[my dear Tliensic… where are you going?]
With a scheming smile, Tliensic replied…
[to the web-way… would you like to join me?]
As soon as Tliensic prepared to flee into the web-way, the Trygon that sat at the center arena, observed all the humans in mockery of him, and with a smile of his own accord, orchestrated by his tyrant master! The Trygon sharpened his blades against each other as he tunneled through the walls of the arena! For the shield only covered the top!
Watching the Trygon crave right through the hardened steel walls of the arena, caused panic in the arrogant humans, even those blessed by Slaanesh!
As they fled chambers for the doors! The bugs that watched and hid in every corner…that waited for their chance…. Took it through the mist!
Blood flowed like a river, drains filled, and buckets bursting at their max! As limbs were torn or shredded, the Tyranids showed no mercy as they consumed all! Those locked in cages, accepted their deaths as their flimsy bar metals could not stop the hardened bone of the bugs!
As the lucky survivors who managed to reach the door, who were about to brace themselves for freedom… were gunned down heartlessly and without the emperor's mercy!
[nothing! And I do mean nothing 'enters' or leaves here alive! You got me! Men!]
At a head shake to the 'new', head of security commands, a team of guardsmen rushed in willing and dutifully…
But as they rushed into those chambers, the guards at the door... Welded it shut! As the commander ordered that none shall enter!
With the slaughter, Nova was informed, as she rushed to watch from the monitor with the governor.
[what's going on!] screamed the governor!
[bugs your grace! They have infiltrated the mansion!]
[bugs! How did they get in? What was the head of security doing?]
[sir… I believe he was in the lustful chambers ... Cough… indulging himself… cough!]
[oh! Bloody hell! I assume he's dead right? Then who is in charge now?]
[right sir… the new acting leader should be Sergeant Johnson! He's already at the scene…and ordered a team inside to investigate.]
[well that's good, but I want double security at once and I want a total lockdown of the mansion!]
[sir! Do you want us to activate the shields too?]
[No! That would alert the damn angels! We can't afford to have them snooping around just yet… not when we're so close! They're already asking too many questions!]
Hearing but fearing the governor's incompetence, Nova headed straight for her ship, as she passed a glancing look at the demon! The demon, in turn, looked at her in indifference, but sent out a psyche warning!
[tread carefully, young mortal… Synessa sees all!]
Feeling the chill of the warning, Nova decided to just wait in her ship with her crew for now and see how things play out a little longer before deciding on what to do next, but should the cards fall out of her favor she wouldn't hesitate!
As for the guardsmen who entered the chamber, they formed their petty formation, with a flamer in the front and gunners at the back, and waited patiently as the horde of Tyranids helped themselves to charge at their defenses!
As they roasted the wave of bugs and filled them full of holes, the bodies mounted high! But then.. they felt it… a sudden chill as the wave of bugs stopped… concerned they saw it in among the mist… the sound of a cracking whip!
As Tliensic looked behind him in a closing web-way, he saw its red skin… the passing figure… of a PRIME WARRIOR of the Tyranids!