War on the Motherland Part 3: The Dark Champions of Chaos

[I wanted to make this chapter focus on named characters, aside from Mother Ostankya and Ixion, so I can later focus more on the fight between them, and later with Ulrika joining the fight.]

(General POV)

Location the Warhammer Old World-Kislev, Open Snow covered Area: Battlefield; Kislev/Daughters of the Hag vs. Forces of Chaos/Dark Legion

Both armies were charging straight at each other, with the snow leopards and the things of the woods leading the charge of the Daughters of the Hag.

While the forces of the Warp Gods, they set the Chaos-hounds, along with the flesh hounds and the infected wolves to meet the charging beasts of the enemy's force.

The two set of beasts were the first of both side to clash, fang and claw, slashed and tear, into each other but the biggest mistake was the snow leopards, was when they struck at the maggot-daemon infected, and rotting host of hounds.

With blood, flesh, and maggots that were splattered onto the snow, normally this would kill any normal creature, but not a infector host, in fact the zombie like wolves kept on attacking and trying to infect and spread their numbers, this was a pleasant sight for Plague God, both counterparts to be specific, but only one was the master and grandfather to the Infectors.

While those leopards and hounds were tearing each other apart, other units of the armies were clashing as well.

The undivided mortal worshippers of Chaos, (Slaves of Darkness & Darkoath Savagers) following the legendary Godslayer, the Daemon Prince, Yuri, in a large, united force, charged at the akshina warriors.

Upon seeing Yuri Godslayer, the Kislevite men and women they were overcome with fury, aiming their bows and crossbows at the Traitor Prince, their meager arrows and bolts, barely made a scratch onto the daemonic form of Yuri.

It only made the Godslayer, smile in amusement, as his gauntlet equipped hand, held his [Plagueblade] tightly, as he spun forward in a right turn, as he swung his massive nurglish sword in a rising arc, cutting down several akshina kossars and a couple ambushers.

This allowed not only the darkoath savages, as the barbaric, devoted warriors of the Dark Gods, yelling mighty battle cries, as their axes, swords, and maces swung down at their victims, they brutally cutting the akshina down.

The Kislevite warriors, desperately fought against the chaotic barbarians of Norsca, as the akshina were struggling against not only with the darkoaths, but the vile Traitor Prince, as Yuri swung his huge, vile coated blade at his former brothers and sisters of the Motherland, each swing mighty and deadly.

Launching all struck by the Plagueblade into the air, massive cuts that bleed and were quickly becoming infected by the Grandfather's pestilent touch.

A painful death, as their bodies laid on the cold snow, a akshina wielding a greataxe struck at the Daemon Prince, only to shatter upon striking the spot of Yuri's spine, between his great wings, in response Yuri stretched his tail around the mortal's head and crushed it, in a absolutely gorery fashion.

Ever since Lord Daemonhart, not only spared his life, (let me explain, in fantasy technical is killing them temporarily, while in 40k is banishing/dematerialize a daemon.) and bound him to his service, that healing pool he was place, has enhanced him into leagues that Yuri couldn't even fathom.

Now even the most mightiest and finest steel, were brittle against him now, making the Godslayer laugh out loud in joy.

Spreading his arms and wings wide, bathing in blood and fear of these weak followers of that so called God, (Ursun) that has failed him, as he was unknowingly absorbing a new source of Chaos, for Yuri being a Undivided Prince of Chaos, allows Carnage to flow into him now as well.

Speaking of Carnage, Laharl was impressed enough to bless Yuri Godslayer with a special gift, as Yuri laughed and returned to fighting, with the darkoath and Chaos warriors of the Slaves of Darkness, were killing every single Akshina in their sight.

All the sudden Yuri, as he impaled a poor akshina swordsman, hanging lifelessly on the rusted daemonic sword of Yuri, blood pouring down of Yuri's blade and soaking onto the snow covered ground, Yuri smiled as he was about to toss away, the corpse he started to feel greater power than before.

Coiling himself, as he bended his body and began to grow in size, a size accountable to a Exalted Daemon Prince, but that wasn't the only thing that was happening to Yuri's form, his left arm began to transform, becoming twice the size and muscle mass, as his right arm, his fingers turning into very large, and elongated, blackish-purple colored, razor-sharp claws, this was a gift from the Dark One, Laharl Valboga, he gained the [Claw of Dark Chosen]

Yuri stood back up, straight and proud, admiring his newest form and gift, he laughed, as looked over his new claw, in a daemonic, deep sounding voice he spoke praise to the New Chaos God, "Thank you, ohh great, Dark Harbinger. The Godslayer, offers these souls to you, ohh great Chaos God of Carnage & Darkness!!!"

Roaring, Yuri stomped forward in a swift swipe, he cleaved and tore through these men and women of the wilds.

Soaking his new claw in complete blood, each kill dedicate to the new and fifth Chaos God, this action done by Laharl Valboga, has shocked many on the battlefield, and beyond.

In the Realm of Chaos, OW-Khorne, OW-Nurgle, OW-Tzeentch and Slaanesh couldn't believe that their newest rival, was now poaching for their servent, and not only aiming for Yuri Godslayer, along with other such as Kholek Suneater, Harald Hammerstorm, and more.

Which includes the most desired Chaos Champions, the outworlders, Ixion Daemonhart, who was currently allowing the tzeentchian lord to have command, over their shared body...which still surprises the Chaos Gods, that different worshipping mortals were able to cooperate.

The meer thought was inconceivable to them, as they watched the war on Kislev with excited interest...

Returning to the battle, Kholek Suneater, the first nonhuman Daemon Prince of Chaos.

He was flying above the battleground, as his dragon ogres and shaggoths were engaging and crushing all that stand in their path, with various daemons reinforcing his warriors, especially the greater daemons of Undivided Chaos, the Hell Vanguards.

The reaper like Greater Daemon, whail and shriek, as they swung down their spectral, solidified soul composed scythes, slashing and reaping the lives and souls of their victims in the name of the Warp Gods.

As Kholek watched over the engagement and flapped his wings, Kholek, he tightening the grip of his gigantic warhammer [Starcrusher], lifting it over his right shoulder, as the Herald of the Tempest, began to dive down to the ground.

The bolts of the tempest, surging into the form and armor of the mighty daemon dragon shaggoth, sparking with great amount of electricity, as he fast approach the ground.

Kholek was preparing to unleash his (Lord of the Storm) attack, while descending at greater speeds, streaks of lightning struck and followed the form of the Herald of the Tempest, while the akshina and some spiders were fighting against his kin and daemons, a very balding, Hag Witch from the Lore of Hags.

She was leading this large squad of Kislevite warriors against these vile creatures of Chaos, and as she was starting to cast a Hex, when she sensed a great danger, fast approaching.

This made the hag witch, stop her casting and look around, and she noticed that the amount of stormclouds and lightning was too much, for the amount of dragon ogres that are in the battle currently.

Then in a flash of white and electric light-blue, he emerged from the clouds, wielding his mighty and infamous warhammer, surging with electricity.

Kholek has joined the battle, and once he was very close to crash land onto the ground, he swung his [Starcrusher] onto the snowed earth, and upon impacting against the ground, in the middle of the Daughters of the Hag forces, a intense and massive flash of light, overtook everything in a blinding light of white, the sound of a great explosion and sparks of electric light-blue, were barely noticeable in the flash of Kholek's attack.

Kholek unleash the full might of his electrical attack of the (Lord of the Storm) consumed many akshina and great spiders, obliterating them in the explosion of Kholek's wrath!!

The Hag Witch, blocking her eyes from the intense, burning light, shining in her eyes, some of the men that her Hag Matriarch assigned to her, were in the same position as her, protecting their sight from the flash.

Once the flash was starting to waine, and the hag witch lowered her robed arm off her face, and saw...a slaughter and a slaughteror.

Standing tall, surrounded by daemons and dragon ogres, was the dreaded Herald of the Tempest, Kholek Suneater, ready for battle, as he roared and charged at the hag witch, with his warriors beside him.

In a another part of the battlefield, the Darkwings were causing anarchy and carnage to the enemy, with bat swarms obeying the servents of the Bat God.

Harald Hammerstorm was amongst the Darkwings, smashing his legendary hammer onto another poor victim, crushing flesh and bone.

Pushing off the dead Kislevite woman, with his greatshield, he immediately spun to his left, smashing his hammer across the face of a bear-pelt hood wearing, armored akshina.

The crimson, chaotic hammer, sank into the right side of the man's skull, bloody bone shard and bits of gore, bursting out the wound, dealt by Harald.

Another fell to the Hammerstorm, taking a step forward and stomping onto the back of dead Kislevite, a sickening crunch under the armored foot of Harald, his red eyes intimidating all that stood against him, a couple of bears roar and charge at the Bane of the Undead.

Standing strong and imposing he waited for the beasts to get closer to him, once one of them was in his range Harald swung down his hammer with all his strength, striking directly over the skull of the Snow Leopard.

Upon coming into contact with the great, Kislevite feline predator, Harald's hammer crushed the leopard's skull with little resistance, the force behind Harold's attack forced the whole snow leopard body down into the snow-covered ground, granting another force, making it easier for his hammer to crush and splatter the beast head into gore.

With two more snow leopards, trying to flank the unable Harald, as he rolled to the side to avoid both leopards, and he began to straighten himself back into a standing and fighting position, with his shield held high, covering the lower part of Harald's helmed face, and with his hammer wielding hand in a angled and loose stance.

The two great cats, started to approach and circle around the mighty Hammerstorm, growling aggressively at their target, while the only thing that Harald felt is eagerness and bloodlust to slaughter all the enemies of the Dark Gods, as the two beasts pounce, Harald Hammerstorm stood ready to face and kill them.

Close to the Darkwings and Harald Hammerstorm, were the daemonic minions of the Dark Harbinger, leading these laharlish daemons were the shadowy specters that are Terrorfiends, and the Knight of Carnage, Dullahan, with his companion Ammon acting as the headless knight's head and voice.

The furred, burgundy and crimson coat flowing in the cold wind, Ammon was excited at the blood about to be spilled in the name of the Dark One, Dullahan took some heavy steps forward into the snow, as the akshina and several beasts were very intimidated by Dullahan's visage.

Even in the Motherland, the infamy of the great, dark knight of the Dark Legion, has reached these lands, and right before them was this infamous knight.

A akshina wielding two scimitar style swords, managed to overcome his fears and in a yell, "For Kislve!! For Ursun!!! For the Hag Mother!!!!" and he charged Dullahan, seeing his bravery and inspired by his words they joined him in the charge.

Dullahan found this act amusing, while Ammon mentally told him in a joyful sounding tone, "These impatient fool, wish to meet death sooner. Dullahan, why don't you grant them that wish?" if the headless Chaos knight, could speak and express himself on his own, a wicket smile and chuckle would have been made.

Entering in his usual combat stance, with spectral violet and purple, soul filled in faces that cover both sword and shield, display eternal damnation and agony, the previous victims of a ever-growing horde of souls that Dullahan has slain.

Before the Kislevite could reach them, Dullahan raised his shield and braised himself for his attack, in a great push-off against the ground, and using all his daemonic power.

Dullahan performed his (Charging Shield) attack, bulldozing three of the akshina, the blow soo powerful that it not only broke many bones and armor, but killed those poor unsuspecting Kislevites thrown by Dullahan's attack, the Kislevites not ready for the sudden fast charge attack, from such a huge behemoth of a "man".

Not stopping his assault, Dullahan continued his attack, following his (Charging Shield) with rising cross spin slash, cleaving through those men and women without resistance.

Their split bodies, falling onto the snow, spilling out all their innards and gushing out blood, Ammon laughed in a dark daemonic voice, as Dullahan and him turned to the rest of humans, and Ammon said for them, "Who else wishes for death, next?" once again they felt the leer of death.

With his soulblade rise high, pointed into straight to air, causing waves of daemonic aura to wash around the area.

As the soul aura starting to manifest, in a ghostly blue and mauve, with the echoes of shrieking voices was emanating from Dullahan's sword, once he gathered enough power to unleash his next devastating attack at the Daughters of the Hag army.

In a straight downward swing, that unleash his (Soul Beam) that burned, anf cut through the bodies of the creatures struck by the attack, as well as the effect that all killed by Dullahan's soul composed beam, had their souls torn out adding fuel to Dullahan and his attack.

Many tried to run from Dullahan's attack, but the range and speed of the beam were nearly unavoidable to all, and in one move Dullahan slaughter dozens of humans and beasts, earning the cheer and praise of the laharlish daemons and many of the mortal servents of Chaos.

Once Dullahan finished his attack, he lowered his blade, and started making his way to find more victims, as the Dark Legion's beastmen were also causing great damage to forces of Mother Ostankya, but the things of the woods, and the incarnates of elemental of beasts were causing them great amounts of difficulty.

Caught in a stalemate, the akshina started to charge the beastmen forces under the Beastlord, but Tai Tai Shien was rushing through the snow, swiping her massive claws at any human prey that she spotted, her clutter of catsabers following close behind.

All of Tai Tai's predatory instincts being sated and she was utterly enjoying herself, clearly shown in her hooded face, with a wide smile of sharp-teeth.

Plus this hunt allows her to grow closer to her mate and love, a akshina with a frost bear pelt, wielding a greataxe, tried to behead her only for the catsaber chieftain, slide under her prey's attack.

Now standing in front of opponent, Tai Tai having a slightly low stance with her large claws ready, the akshina veteran struck first in this duel.

Using a strong overhead chop at Tai Tai, but the attack was easily avoided by her with a small skip to the left, letting the heavy axe hit the snowy ground.

As a counter, she attacked with a low sweep with her left toe-claw, but the Kislevite man barely dodge heavy damage moving slightly back, thus only a slightly deep cuts to his right calf.

Blood soaking his leg and the snow, he pulled out his axe and tried to rush at the catsaber, but despite avoiding intense damage, his leg was damaged and drastically impeded his mobility, and thus made Tai Tai smile her tanned, youthful, and beautiful face shown now.

She said to her injured "mouse", she raised her right claw close to her face, resting her chin into her palm and she said, "Doesn't matter the prey. Or even how strong it is. If you take a leg, even a bull becomes a insignificant mouse." this comment angered the Kislevite, and in a final struggle he pushed all his strength to smite Tai Tai down.

This only made things more amusing for the she-beastman, using her right claw to block the incoming axe-swing of her prey, she retaliate with a wide horizontal swipe to his chest, blood gushed out the four slashes, and he spat out blood, as his vitality wained, and his life was quickly fading away along with his strength to stand.

Tai Tai holding to the greataxe and in turn being the only source for akshina to stay standing, she said to him, "A shame. It would have been more fun, if you were a bit stronger...ohh well." Tai Tai with a smile still splattered on her face, she dealt the final blow, stabbing her left claw into the man chest, the blood soaked coming out the back of the man, a small gasp of pain, followed by limp body on her claw, she kicked the body off her claw, and with a flick of the wrist partially cleaned her claw, Tai Tai had some fun but there was more for her to hunt and kill.

Meanwhile, Skarlet in command of the most favored warriors of the Blood God, the Blades of Khorne were all in the middle of all the fighting, alongside the blood daemons.

While the Blades, and Khornate daemons were fighting and killing everything that might prove a challenge, and a worthy skull offering to their God and master OW-Khorne...even though all those kills and offering were rerouted to the stronger counterpart of the Blood God...meanwhile, the Blood Witch, Skarlet, she was swiftly gliding through the battlefield and her unworthy opponents, with fatal pinpoint slashes of her dagger and blood weapons.

Only when a Incarnate, appeared before the blood-kunoichi (even though Mortal Kombat doesn't call them that, practically all their female characters are ninja-assassins aka kunoichis) saw the great beast, and a smile form behind her blood red mask.

She was eager to taste the blood of this creature, and with a quick scan she noticed that it's skull would prove to be a great price for her dark master.

Getting in her fighting stance, and commanding her forces both mortal and daemonic, "Don't interfere. This is my prey, and offering to the Blood God." in a calm, sensual sounding voice, but it was also laced with clear bloodlust, obeying their lady, the Blades and daemons stepped aside and chanted, "BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD!!! SKULLS TO THE SKULL THRONE!!!!" as the incarnate, roared and swung it's massive claw onto Skarlet.

With great skill and acrobatics, Skarlet dodge the attack as the Incarnate claw smashed into the snow, while still airborne she shot out several blood needles onto the beast, stabbing onto the wrist and backhand of the creature.

Groaning in discomfort, the Incarnate, retracted its arm, it's skull-head turn to her and roared at her in anger, using its other arm to swipe at Skarlet, flipping over the snow trawling attack.

Landing safely back onto the ground, she rushed at the incarnate with a cut on her finger, bending her blood to charge her dagger into a long sword of blood, she leaped at the beast.

Skarlet stabbed her blood made blade, onto the arm of the creatures and while in the body of the beast, she manipulated her blood to sprout out blood spikes allover the incarnate's arm.

The pain forced the magical incarnation of Beast Magic, roar in pain and pull back it's arm and backstep a bit.

Turning it's pain to rage, the Incarnate tried to smash Skarlet with its other arm, but she was ready turning to the upper half of the beast's arm, holding onto the handle of her blood sword, she bended the blood to change into its scythe form, and in one swift and bloody move, Skarlet, she spun her blood-scythe and cut off the arm of the incarnate...while it did cause unimaginable damage to the incarnate, it also enraged her, when the severed arm fell to the snow, she noticed it was fading away and it didn't bleed...this sight infuriated Skarlet!!

Jumping off the knob of the incarnate, and landing safely onto the ground, she rested her blood-scythe over her shoulder, with clear look of distain towards the agonizing beast, she hoped it's blood would be a delicacy...but instead she gained annoyance.

It was no longer a worthy target in her eyes, so she decided to kill it quickly instead of enjoying the thrill of fighting.

Using the blood on her weapon, to shape it into blood tendrils, thrusting out her arm and launching said tendrils onto the open wound that was the incarnate's left arm, as the multiple blood tendrils dug into the body of the creature, it finally managed to bare the pain, and focus its rage again onto the Blood Witch.

But it was too late, in a unamused tone Skarlet said to the incarnate, "What a waste of time...no blood or skull. It is a insult to Khorne, so just die and fade away." with a magical command, the blood tendrils that have made their way throughout the Incarnate's body, all pulsated and burst with multiple blood spikes, erupting allover the beast and thus killing it.

Skarlet humph, and walked away with a swipe of her arm causing all the blood to turn back to it's liquid state and bathed the area in bloody crimson, it was amazing sight for all that worship the Blood God, especially said entity from Old World and the Warp.

If not for Khorne watching over her, OW-Khorne would try to reach out and take her, but she is the Bloodstained King's champion not his weaker counterpart, in fact he sensed that weaker version try to reach out to Skarlet at that moment.

Enraged Khorne sent out a small pulse of his power out from the avatar, and directed it to the weaker Blood God, causing a distortion onto the world the sky turn blood red, and the Godly scream of pain from the OW-Khorne reverberate across the Old World.

A clear warning from Khorne to his weaker counterpart to stay away from Skarlet...

Skarlet felt her Dark God, gaze and...feelings on her...and she blushed, calming her fluttering heart, and she returned to her warriors and daemons, eager to please her dark master more...meanwhile, the Changer, the Dark One, and the Maggot King, turn their attention to their brother, who was looking away clearly embarrassed.

Feeling his brothers' gazes on him, he yelled out, "WHAT!!?" Laharl responded with a "nothing", with a face that would make the troll of Tzeentch proud.

Following the infamous Priestess of Putrefaction, the nurglish daemons and the maggotkin, were slowly spreading gruesome death across the battlefield.

Yuma Trollvile was ahead of the Grandfather's pestilent followers, chopping through her enemies with [Spoiling Blade] every victim spoiled and rotted away, she was soo joyful and grateful for the Grandfather not only alway being by her side, but finally sending a worthy champion to destroy this land...even if he is the Architect servent that was commanding currently...a akshina kossars tried to shot arrows at her, only for her dear Gul'galg to use her scepter to block the attack, she chuckled.

As she pointed her Troll Knife, at them commanding her forces to kill them all, this and more was being wrought by the strongest members of the Dark Legion.

All the while Tzeentch/Ixion and Mother Ostankya, had yet too move because they were about to engaged one another in a magical duel.

Tzeentch sensed that the Hag Mother was bending the Winds of Magic, and knew that she was about to unleash magical devastation onto their forces, so he'll fight magic with magic and force her to enter the battle instead of hiding in the back, another great clash was about to begin in this battle.