Warlord Titan ODIN
Stompy and I go back a long way so I decided it was time to bring him home and give him a good work over!
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The battle for Golgotha had raged on for 3 years, neither side gaining much ground before they were viciously pushed back to their defensive positions leaving only the dead on the scorched, crater scarred no mans land
For the last 3 weeks however the status quo had changed dramatically. The heretical forces had received numerous chaos marine squads and several dark mechanicus machines. Their influence had spread terror amongst the defending forces, the Imperial Guard unable to field anything that could withstand the devastating power of the mighty engines.
The ease at which the Titans picked their way through the Imperial lines would soon bring this conflict to a terrible and dark conclusion, Golgotha MUST NOT fall to the dark forces of the warp.
Commander Belial stood next to the breach of the field gun, he looked out across the broken land before him, as he panned the binocs they automatically focused and adjusted to the dim light and gloom. Occasionally picking out the infra red signature of an infantryman, nothing to worry about he thought to himself, the guns would cut anything down that attempted to cross the killing fields. Knowing the mighty engines of the Dark mechanicus were out there picking off what was left of the Imperial heavy cavalry filled him with a smug confidence that dragged a ragged grin across his face.
‘Sir' the Auspex operator momentary looked up from his post ‘we have strange readings, the scrap code identifies Diablo Inferno, a scout class engine approaching, it's speed is not consistent with its classification'
‘What the hell do you mean' Belial bellowed at the cowering officer ‘make sense man!'
‘Sir, the readings say it is approaching at 4 times its maximum listed speed!'
Belial growled at the officer, ‘probably just a glitch in the readings'
Grabbing his field binocs he surveyed the area the readings were indicating the approaching engine. Nothing but the dark mist of battle stretched before him, created by endless burning wrecks. Wait! What was that, bearing 275, he zoomed in the binocs on a disturbance in the gloom.
Belial dragged his face away from the binocs and wiped his eyes, that must have been an optical illusion caused by the clouds of swirling mist. He looked back intently pressing the scope to his face. My God, What the hell was going on? Before him in the distance he made out the outline of one of the mechanicus scout engines but it wasn't as it should be. Cart wheeling towards him, 30 or 40 feet above the ground, its long reverse jointed legs flailing helplessly trying to find purchase on the thin air that surrounded it. As Belial watched it careered into a large burned out vehicle, one of its legs was torn away spinning wildly away before crashing down throwing up dust and battlefield detritus.
The rest of the engine continued towards him, tumbling and tearing itself to pieces as it repeatedly smashed into the ground bouncing back high into the air with every sickening crunch.
Less than a hundred feet from Belials post the mutilated machine ground to a halt, it's snout ploughing deep into the ground flipping it onto it's back, the stump of its remaining leg twitched 2 or 3 times then everything fell silent.
‘SIR! We have something BIG incoming'!
Belial wiped the sweat from his forehead and clamped the binocs to his face once again.
He once more scanned the gloom, there! He saw the second scout engine moving towards him from the mist, zooming in once again on the image he could see something else. Something attached to the top of the engine, What the? It was a hand? A huge metallic hand clutching tightly onto the limp and lifeless mecanicus scout engine.
The rest of the monstrosity followed the hand out of the mist. Belial's nocs registered the enemy engine as nearly 300 feet tall and 150 feet across, he had never seen anything like it, bristling with weaponry the ground began to shake as it closed on their position. The bright yellow head piercing the mist hunched low below its carapace. It looked like a predator hunting it's prey. It's legs adorned with flames appearing as if it had marched from the very gates of hell itself.
As Belial watched, throat dry, unable to tear himself away from the field binocs he saw the great head turn towards him, looking right at his defensive post.
‘TURN OFF THE AUSPEX!' he screamed at the operator, unable to disguise the terror in his voice.
Looking once more towards the God machine he watched as the huge carapace-mounted plasma weapon turned towards him until he was looking right down the barrels. He saw the weapon glow with energy, lightning crackling around it.
‘Too late' he thought, feeling a warm trickle down his leg. The sky around him became day, his skin began to peel from his body as he felt his blood begin to boil. Everything went black
Warbringer Engine Odin had arrived. Golgotha would soon be ours….