Ch.9: Rising from the Fall

++Days after the Mengnar Facility was captured.++

"Iron Father, we discovered something. A secret tunnel beneath the facility." Vulpus' voice sounded softly over the vox, "evidence would suggest it is not natural, probably only formed in the last thirty planetary cycles. Though it is deep. Our initial exploratory team has informed us that it travels many miles deep underground. Before splintering different directions. We believe one may head towards mount Shatterer. The other heads north east. What are your orders?"

"We shall move north east, perhaps we can work our way behind the Thousand Sons and ambush them. Report what you find!"

++After the battles with the Black Legion. ++

"Iron Father, I regret to inform you that our second assault has failed. However evidence would suggest they have no interest in pursuing us."

"This is most unfortunate... return to the surface. We have issues above ground. We shall explore the tunnels further another time."

++ The Battle of Mengnar ++

A bright flash scratched the air burning a deadly blast at where the Iron Father Stoo, In the bloody burnt mess that was once his servitors. The whole building shook with the devistating blast...

Iron Father Seanair fell into darkness...

At the very moment he was targeted Vulpus knew what to do. The secret tunnel beneath him dropped him down into the facility l. All around him servitors helped him to his feet and head him away. He had done his bit, he had stalled the Pandemica long enough to bring his forces bellow into Under Krillion. For the last month the Iron Hands had pushed further and further into the secret labyrinth, meeting others aware of its secret, some friendly, others not.

It was a shame Mengnar had to fall but the wheels were in motion. Seanair reveled in knowing more than anyone else, the secrets of Krillion were for him to take and if they were taken from him, well, Seanair didn't share his toys!

Seanair spoke in to his vox.

"Eliminate the Magos!"

****

The Marine raised his bolt pistol and then pulled the trigger.

The vox-caster of the Mad Magos crackles with his dying words "Eye awoken... storm BURNS... 01100100 01101000 01110101 01110101 01101101 00100111 01110011 00100000 01100100 01100001 01111001"

His mechadendrites reach out in death throes, pulling out all the stops before falling on the contraptions organ-like control panel. A violent discordant cacophony echoes through the caverns, triggering collapse as the Iron Hands forces escape to Under-Krillion.