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Ace nodded as he walked out with Absolis "Alright, I just arrived and I need the low-down on what is going on?" he asked. He wasn't entirely sure that he trusted Nova, but he had a feeling about people and his feeling said that Nova would do terrible things if they were to create the best outcome of the universe. As they walked past Darven. He saw the thing he had in his hands and all sorts of alarm-bells went off. It was almost a sixth sense that all Rimmers possessed, the sense of impending danger. Even that sniveling maggot of a Rimmer he had met in his first jump had used this sense... Granted, it was mainly used to devise the best ways of cowering under a computer desk to avoid said danger, but still, even he possessed it. He looked Darven in the eye as they passed, it was a look that told him not to make trouble, because he wouldn't like the outcome.

Indeed, he would dislike the outcome intensely.

--Arcadia 1--

At the same time that they passed each other, A band of Chaos Space Marines were camped, trying to figure out where they were... Or more importantly, where the blood to shed in the name of the Blood God was. It was at this point that, in a flash of blue light, a great Daemonic being with huge red wings and brilliant golden armour, covered in blood and gore appeared. The Chaos Space Marines looked at him with awe. "KHORNE SENDS US HIS FAVOURED CHAMPION!!!" yelled one of the Champions. "TRULY THE BLOOD GOD IS WITH US, PLEASE, ORDER US TO SLAUGHTER!!!" he laughed to the daemon. Angron looked the champion up and down... Red armour... Brass trimming... The symbol of his most hated enemy right next to... His own World Eaters symbol.

"What do you think you are doing?" asked Angron. "Why do you wear his symbol?! WHY DO YOU GIVE HIM PRAISE?!?!?!?" Angron screamed before lashing out with Gorefather and decapitating the Champion, the others immediately went into a frenzy, rushing Angron. Their Chainaxes snarled and ground with the amount of rust on them. "TRAITORS!!! ALL TRAITORS WILL DIE!!! KHORNE WILL DIE WITH GOREFATHER BURRIED IN HIS HEART!!!" Angron roared, easily cutting his way through the pathetic chosen of the Blood God. The battle was short and by the end, Angron stood with little left of the mindless fools but the red smears that Angron had left them. It was then that Angron had stopped to take account of what had happened.

"Kharn?" he called. This wasn't the planet they had been on. It was odd... Different... He disliked it intensely. "KHARN!!!" he roared, he had had little patience before Khorne had transformed him into this misshapen monstrosity. "ANSWER ME!!!!" the words erupted from his throat like a volcano exploding. He beat his great wings and rocketted into the sky as he went to search for his second-in-command. He needed answers and Kharn was usually the one to have them.