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Acceptance Part I
« Thread Started on Apr 2, 2004, 11:38pm »

Story written by Angelicus and posted at request

The Acceptance

The insistent sounds of the klaxon brought Angelicus out of his stolen rest, dragging himself out of the bunk he hurriedly brought himself to full wakefulness, splashing cold water over the top half of his body. Pulling on his combats he poked his head round the door into the communal area he shared with the rest of his lance.

Illyana looked up from eating a hurried meal, “we’re at war” she enthused between bites.

“It’s finally happened then, The Brotherhood and Fallen One want a piece of our leader?” He asked.

“Yup, and they ain’t bothered who they trash to get to him. Anyone with Twisted Image markings is fair game…..” Swallowing the last bite, she gestured, “we’re all assembling in the main mess.”

Sighing and knowing he wouldn’t have time to eat Angelicus followed his second out into the corridor and down to where the rest of the clan were gathered. At the head table Mutiny sat with Underzero and the others. Standing up he addressed the ranks, telling them to fight bravely and damn the enemy to hell, never retreat never surrender. Angelicus had heard it all before, another motivational speech to spur the troops to unheard of actions against what might be a superior force. He grinned, it might be standard talk before a battle but this would prove to be one that would make or break the clan. After it was all done, the assignments handed out etc. Angelicus called the lance together, “we stick to one another today, and this is going to be bad.” They nodded and as a group they made their way to the lower levels and prepared the mechs for dropship transport.

As predicted the battle raged for a seeming age, one side would gain victory after victory, then all of a sudden would be driven back. The tide of the battle ebbing and flowing like a pendulum on a clock, as a newish addition to the clan Angelicus had been given the task of separating out the weaker members of BoS and FO and ensuring they couldn’t aid their clan mates should reinforcements be needed. Things seems to be fine, then over the comms… “dropships approaching our position, I count 3, no 4, no 5, they are deploying full tactical assault lances, marking unknown at this time, all TM lances regroup and await further Intel.”

*Fine* thought Angelicus, giving the signal to the others to fall back, *lets see what they got now*.

“Marking identified its Clan Widow Maker, they’ve deployed all Squads to this battle, looks like FO have called in their allies to help them, and I hope you all brought your bug spray.”

Laughter bubbles over the radio for a minute, but Angelicus wasn’t happy, He knew that with their clan Tech he wouldn’t be able to stand up to them. Contenting himself with the remainder of BoS and FO targets he awaited the battles that he knew would soon be coming to them. Predictably with their new allies to bolster the already growing force arrayed against TM, the defenders were pushed back and pack loosing city and combat units to the fresh onslaught. Till those fateful words came. “Mutiny has been hit, he’s taking damage, CWM have him, we can’t cope, send all Lance to these co-ordinates…………” Downloading the data transmitted to the NavComp, Angelicus opened the internal channel, “Ok Boys and Girls, prepare yourselves for a rough ride, this may well be it, make yer peace and let’s go hunting. All Mechs to Running speeds till further notice, long range scans and good luck.”

Pushing his Marauder, Angelicus lead this lance to the last known position of TM’s Leader, the smoke spiralled up as they approached the sounds of battle came from the valley below. Then blips appeared, 2 full assault lances. Angelicus look around at the motley assortment of his Lance, 3 Marauders with various PPC’s a scavenged Gauss Rifle, Heavy Flamer and Force Sword. With the usual crop of Med/Large Lasers. Two Riflemen, Two ghosts, Two Crimson Hawks and a Thug. May be more than the usual Lance of Mechs but he doubted they’d do as well against CWM technology. Still today was a good a day as any to die, and CWM would sure as hell not find him or his wanting in the honour stakes.

“We got company, and I think they know we’re here.” Came Illyana’s voice over their comm. Channel.

Angelicus tilted the view screen to look at the ground as he thought; there he saw a fallen TM banner. “Hay one of you lot with a hand, pick this banner up, affix it to the back of my mech, if CWM want a target I’ll damn well give them one.”

With a chorus of approvals the banner was attached to the back of the marauder, then turning to face the on coming blips Angelicus ordered his mechs to battle formation. “Illyana, who we got?”

“Scanning…… Owh sh*t, owh bloody hell and damn the ancestors…. You sure you want to do this?”

“What is it girl? Can’t be all that bad.”

“Yes it can, I’ve identified the markings, it’s Ward, for the love of oil, we’re facing of against the Khan’s own lance, and he’s got backup….”

“Indeed, well nice to know we’ve got someone of note to fall to. Charge…..”

With that Angelicus powered his mech up and launched the first volley in what would become a decidedly one sided battle. As explosions rocked, it became clear this would be the end …. Then Blackness fell and Angelicus smiled and looked over to the ancient Katana sitting on one side. *Honoured ancestors, I come to join you, with no shame and a glorious end.*

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