[@thewizardguy]
	The chaos were given a message back, one that was blared though out dominion space. One, of a warning..a threat from the one themselves.
	"Lay down your arms, and leave this place, or it shall be your grave. Your gods will be left broken, and bloodied before you, your souls destroyed in a flash of brilliant light, my wrath. This world is not for you to pillage, or pilfer. This, is your only warning. Leave, now, or face total, and utter destruction."
	
	Many warships of the Dominion readied themselves, thousands upon thousands of battle ships, manned by tens of billions of men, women, and asexual creatures of a thousand different races. This was the army of the Dominion, a universe forcefully united under an iron fist, with a hammer fit for its ruler. However, this imposing force was not that which would strike fear into the hearts of the chaos marines..no...They'd made a fatal flaw. Speaking of their dark gods, thinking themselves so unstoppable to warn their enemies. Now, one who would normally be dormant awakens, to defend their empire, and to test their power.


[center]The One was ready for war.[/center]
							
	
	Soon, no doubt, one of the chaos ships would find itself invading a world of the dominion. It'd near the hive world, a place where many civilians lived when not working on factory worlds of some sort. It'd prepare to attack...and before the ship, a figure clad in black armor, with a strange metal gauntlet on their left hand would appear. This figure would be right before the ship, floating in space. With a voice that echoed into the minds of the Chaos marines, and one their gods could hear all to clearly, the One spoke.
	"Surrender, or face oblivion...both men in this ship..and their gods, which can hear me." A distorted voice screeches into their minds, a painful intrusion.....