My Own Story
I know nothing about neceron and this story was originally for my english class. It is really long so i will post in multiple parts.
TIBERIUS OF ULTRAMAR
The battle was flaring anew. It had been a measly 500 years to rearm and reinforce the armies. There was a 500-year period of cease-fire, although it was truthfully a period of re building the armies. The forces of man were not ready for the new outbreaks of war. They were caught by surprise. The first attack happened on cargo ships transporting defensive weapons to prevent the first expected attack. This meant that they had to put their faith in the heroes of the 500-year war with the Neceron. The hope lay with the heroes that could fight lead and conquer.
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Tiberius was walking through the hull of the groaning and moaning, war torn space cruiser. It had been through a very large space fleet battle two days ago. Tiberius was a super soldier produced 40 years before the first war. He joined the struggle at the beginning of the war. He became known as the Tiberius of his day. He saved many people during the first war. He joined the second struggle at the age of 591 years old. But it is 445 years into the war and Tiberius was being sent on a special mission.
Tiberius was being sent to destroy the core of the Neceron’s control ship. Tiberius was supposed to find the power supply and steal it and then destroy the core. So this was a specially designed space cruiser to dock on the control ship of the Neceron
And then launch off again and make it back to Ultramar. Everyone knew that Tiberius was the best hero they had. But Tiberius knew otherwise.
Tiberius had a dark alternate personality that he had been supresing for years. Tiberius’s alternate side had caused the death of 40 men. All the men he was leading during an offensive attack. But when he fought his way back to reality he was in position to save 80 people from the evil, vile Neceron. But that’s all most people heard was that he saved 80 people, but some people heared that his entire squad had been killed, but by a different cause.
Tiberius was struggling to keep his other side subdued. It seemed to grow stronger every year. His concentration suffered and when ever one of his squad members started talking to him he would respond “… What? Sorry I was thinking about something.” Tiberius’s ability to fight, lead, and conquer was bound to suffer.
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Tiberius and his squad were sitting in the rumbling space cruiser, Tiberius’s face was pail and his white hair more pronounced than ever, and a voice came over the COM box “ETA four minute! Everyone strap in and hold on, it’s going to be rough!” The ship shuddered a couple of times with tremendous force. The main guns had been fired. The tremendous force that ripped through the cabin jerked Tiberius out of his concentrated battle with his evil side. He sprang up and seized the COM box and shouted, “What just happened? Those guns were only to be used in case of an emergency.”
He waited for a response but just got a CHHH…SNAP…CRACK…CRACK. Then through the static he heard “Better defensive…expected…put hole…hull” then the voice was cut off by a massive amount of static and sharp cracks, and the hull shuttered again. This time it was different, there was a loud explosion and an intense burst of heat. The hull shuttered again and let out a blood-curdling moan.
The ship had been hit with an intense concentration of plasma. But it cleared the defenses and was thundering to its new impact point, at the expense off the ships cockpit and pilot.
“Five…Four…Three…Two” Tiberius counted to himself, but was cut short by a thud and sudden force that bent and twisted the hull. The force jerked all of them out of their seats.
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(3/25/04 3:46 pm) Reply
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Everyone jumped up immediately afraid if they stayed down to long that the Neceron would over whelm them. They seized their automatic rifles and energy swords. Tiberius yelled “Everyone out the door, now!” Everyone ran out at let loose several of their mini-warheads on the Neceron that were racing towards them.
The mini-warheads hit and blew all the Neceron with multiple shots. Bits and pieces flew from the robotic exosuits of the Neceron. The creatures inside, as frail as they were, were blown to pieces. There was none left.
Tiberius instructed his troops to head down the hall to his right. They simply replied “Rodger!” The squad started rushing down the corridor, not realizing that there captain was wagging his own war within himself, and was losing.
They encountered several Neceron warriors on their way to the power room. The Neceron didn’t pose much of a threat besides the one squad of death bringers that snuck up behind Tiberius’s squad. That deadly encounter killed five of Tiberius’s fifteen men.
When the squad finally found there way to the power room they were surprised by the room. The room was huge but it had very little in it. The only things in the room was a small elevated platform with several computers on it, some small drone robots working to keep everything maintained and a wide pillar of bright light with a something in the center. It was unclear what the thing in the center was, so the remainder of the squad walked towards the center of the room to get a better look. They were shocked at what they saw; it was something the emperor’s loyal servants had worked so hard to keep from the clutches of their enemies. It was their own techknowledgy.
Tiberius felt something stir inside him, and then all was black. His darker side had emerged again
As the surge of energy rushed through Tiberius a drone sensed the anomaly and went straight towards Tiberius. The drone pushed and shoved Tiberius trying to get rid of the material causing the power anomaly. But this only annoyed the Dark Tiberius that had taken over Tiberius’s body, so he pulled out his energy sword and slashed the drone in half.
Tiberius's squad was in shock with the violence that their leader, their hero, lashed out in. They shifted and stared at each other wondering what caused that violent reaction. The squad caught a quick glimpse of Tiberius starting to lash out again and then collapse to the floor. Tiberius was convulsing on the floor for some strange reason. He wasn’t struck by any bullet or weapon, so why was he convulsing?
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Tiberius was battling for control why his squad watched helplessly at his side. His evil half had made enough noise for half the ship to hear, so undoubtedly there was a Neceron cleanup squad heading towards them right now. But he couldn’t do anything right now because he was struggling for control of his body and mind. If they came now this would be a massacre. He had to win, and he had to win fast or else his squad would die. This was it; he had to deal with the evil power that had been manifesting itself within him for centuries right now.
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It was a dark place within Tiberius’s mind. It was a scary mangled place. It had no permanent shape or light, it was constantly shifting and changing. It was the perfect battlefield for an evil abomination such as the one he was going against. The abomination was fast and stealthy. It was going to be a fast and bitter struggle.
Tiberius wandered around his dark sub-conscience looking for the evil thing. He saw it dash behind a towering pillar of thoughts. But when Tiberius reached the pillar the thing was no longer there.
Thwack! A large blunt object slammed into the back of Tiberius. Tiberius spun as he flew to the floor. He hit the floor and was up immediately after.
He was looking face to face with a very mutated version of himself. The creature had one arm that was normal, and one that was twice as long and twice as wide. It was bulging with muscles. The creature’s fingers were not fingers at all; they were long thick claws. The legs were very thick limbs. They were also bulging with muscles and looked as if they were pulsating with power. And the head of the creature almost beyond recognition. Half was black, scaly, and bumpy. The other half was Tiberius’s face. It was a disgusting, powerful abomination. But it was beatable. It looked like it was drawing its power through the bad thoughts and memories, and that would be its weakness.
“All I have to due,” thought Tiberius, “is get this thing into the center of some good thoughts and memories.” So Tiberius quickly started looking for some good thoughts and memories while backing away from the slowly moving creature. Then the reality of the situation hit him, this was his mind, he should be able to summon what ever he wanted and change it to his liking.
Tiberius now had a better plan, he just did not know if it would work or not. He was hoping with all his heart that it would.
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(3/25/04 5:28 pm) Reply
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Tip for Future stories: necrons aren't fleshy things in robotic armor. Necrons are robots. And when they go boom, they can build themselves together again.
Re: My Own Story oh, thats what i forgot to edit. sorry it was originally a story for english. The original race was a mix between Tau and Neceron, just to make the story more intresting.
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(3/25/04 6:39 pm) Reply
oh, thats what i forgot to edit. sorry 
it was originally a story for english. The original race was a mix between Tau and Neceron, just to make the story more intresting.
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