An enormous parade of Military units strutted through the streets of Atlantis today as the soldiers of Terra made way for one of the most difficult and horrible battlefields in the Multiverse.
Tanks made of nigh-impenetrable material hovered past as the anti-gravity servos on the sides of the vehicle pulled the immense weight from the ground effortlessly. Advanced turrets with multiple barrels, all crackling in green energy, were aimed up at the sky in a salute for me.
I stood on a podium, my arm held at a salute along my chest as every soldier effortlessly and awesomely responded in kind in complete lock-step with one another. Soldiers with uniforms from Germany, England, France, The US, Russia, China, and many other passed by, all in the same marching position and order, same technique and speed. It was sobering to me the level of dedication these men and women had put into this simple ceremony.
Space-fighters zoomed through the gaps between buildings at extreme speeds, their invisibility systems disabled as their engines glowed an ominous dark red-black. At the same time several corvettes entered into the atmosphere above Atlantis, the ships making a slow arch above the parade and blaring the anthem of the Veritas Imperium.
Hundreds of thousands of troops marched through until it reached the spec-ops of the Veritas Imperium. Each soldier of these groups were in full power armour, the designs being based off of Tony and Oceana's works. From pitch black eight-foot tall armour of intensely robotic musculature to sleek skin-tight designs that were camouflage focused, the design itself being much like a Vindicare assassin's from Warhammer 40k; They totally weren't influenced by Cavil's show...
Beta, Charlie and Delta forces were next to show as they all wore severely upgraded battle uniforms. Being a dark crimson with black lining, these suits were forged in a Isotope 8, Inertron, Nth Metal, Marvelium, Omnium, Adamantine, Uru, Vibranium, Adamantium, Ceramite and Darksteel alloy that was almost omnipotent to any energy weaponry and could save the person within from any viruses, diseases, chemicals, nuclear blasts, plasma or even the explosion of a sun. Each Suit was capable of self-sustained flight due to the Uru metal and impossible to destroy with any conventional weaponry due to the various indestructible materials used in the alloy.
Plasma weaponry with auto cooling was attached to each suit's arm and the back of said suit contained gravitonic weaponry that could increase the density of gravity in the direction it was pointing. Robotic arms could extend below the wearer's arms to allow for multiple guns to be held or extra ammunition. The main weapon of these spec ops units were targeted atomisation beam weapons or TABW for short; many just called them TABs.
Besides the tanks, fighters and spaceships, the presence of mechs did not go unnoticed. Massive behemoth constructs 4-5 story height that would have shaken any other city if they were moving as they were. I knew for a fact that the capabilities on them were just as absurd as the Spec-ops units... The material they were made from being the same alloy that was used upon the power armour of said units. The weaponry was slightly higher in damage, with the main arms of each mech holding a particle beam cannon equipped with anti-matter pulses that could shred materials of all molecular structures to complete shreds; except the alloy it was made of. Missile pods adorned each of its shoulders, hidden within the superstructure to protect the munitions from potential explosions or exploitation. Speaking of the warheads, they were simple plasma bombs that could be lobbed through the air at supersonic speeds and detonated on impact... Although rather tame, these weapons were considered conventional and allowed for mass production.
Twelve-hundred of them were currently walking past in an equidistant pace from one another, the colourings of each of them different, based upon the greater country that was manning them. Europe's for example was coloured dark blue with bright yellow lining and had small flag symbols imprinted along said lining; the flags of each European Nation. China went with Gold and Red, deciding to go back to past flags' of their nation to show the might of their ethnicity. America in totality went with a majority Blue, Red, White theme but blended in a dark green to their weapons and the distinctive birds of the US Flag, Mexican Flag and the Maple Leaf of Canada. Australia went with Dark Blue and bright white, using the Southern Cross as a major theme of their colours... Honestly I could continue all day... There were so many... Each mecha would have a squad it would join. One from each larger continent and they would have a specialised roll per mech in the squad.
The only thing left now was the Android soldiers and the Destroyers and they were seemingly endless, only being dispersed by the few Twi'leks and Elves that were within the military. Said people were placed in this segment of the parade due to the relative newness they all had, the policy for the Veritas Imperium only recently changing to let Aliens into our forces. Besides that point, they were all extremely proud looking, gleaming beyond what was normal for their species as they held their weapons aloft in front of them with utter patriotism.
Like that, the parade ended and the military walked into the base of the Ascendant Fortress. All of them would be stationed into the Justiciara as the rest of the Military that could be spared would be lifted by other capital vessels to be brought up to the collecting Armada near the Solaris Station. Said station having vessels from every civilisation that was a part of it anchored there. The Asgardians from Stargate and from Asgard sent queries and questions, gaining a response from the Veritas Military that essentially said: 'Going to war, be back soon, don't do anything we wouldn't. Or there will be consequences.'
Yeah... They were super happy and definitely didn't complain to me about it... They did. Anyway, the Humans from Stargate's Earth had sent some rather primitive Cruisers and Battleships, hoping to come with us to gain combat experience among our fleet. I accepted, figuring that they would at least soak fire from conflicts if need be... Besides them there was also the UNSC who had recently contacted the Veritas Imperium and requested an official Military Garrison be placed through their Galaxy in the hopes of quelling any Covenant threats and rebellions. I had accepted this request easily as a million men and women with 200 corvettes and 10 battleships had been sent off; A general comically called Paton taking charge of them. He was nothing like the real life Paton luckily, as he was a strategic genius and had almost no wanting to warmonger unless needed. A perfect attitude to restore order to a rebellious population.
Kali was helming the reigns of this Warhammer-bound armada and would be the Supreme Admiral. I was purely here for diplomatic purposes and to protect against Godly threats that could not yet be dealt with by technological means Humanity currently possessed.
Oceana was in charge of running the affairs in my stead within the Veritas Imperium as the rest of my women were raising the children whilst also exploring their own interests. To be honest many of them wished to join us but were held up in teaching, ruling, researching or even just running businesses. Emma was one such woman who wished nothing more than to spend time with me more, but her time was constantly consumed by her never-ending work with relation to Military production.
The wives I did have with me were Selene, Pixel and Jean... Wives of mine who were childless as of now and were raring to help me and Kali in combat. Apparently all of my loved ones had been training and fighting in the Military training grounds with one another to get ready for such an occurrence. It also seemed that, behind my back, my wives had all decided to come and aid me in Warhammer. The children were apparently going to be placed into an excursion with Yao, Loki, Thor and Pepper (Stark's Woman). Said excursion was going to take them through a tour of the Star Wars Universe and Multiverse, learning from Luke Skywalker from the Legend version, from Anakin Skywalker before his fall to the Dark Side and even The Family of the Force. They had a full list of things to do that could last a year or upwards, time being a fallacy for me in particular as I could visit them at any time... In the future I could simply spend a significant portion of power to be there with them as they did their touring. Being an entity that existed outside of time was very convenient sometimes!
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"Baby! I want one of those Mechs!" Pixel cooed into my ear excitedly as Jean sighed from the side, her body language showing disappointment despite the twinkle in her eyes that showed me she wanted one too. Selene wasn't even phased and simply hugged my side, her arms wrapping around me as if I were an anchor to reality for her. She was a blessing for me and my other wives for sure, being a doting parent to all of the kids despite none of them being hers... yet...
"I'll get all of my lovely girls one if they so wish! You too Kali...!" I looked over my shoulder and shouted to my adorable admiral of a wife who was struggling not to blush as she gave orders to bridge staff who were barely resisting the urge to laugh. Yeah, she was adorable and sometimes, as one of my favourite fan fic authors says, adorkable...
"Yay!"
"Heh... You collapse so easily honey..."
Ahum, thanks."
You could probably guess by how they said it, but Pixel was ecstatic, her lips landing on the side of my nape as her face proceeded to snuggle into my shoulder. Selene made a rather frustrating comment that was constantly, not on my mind... Why shouldn't I collapse when my wonderful women wanted war machines? Finally Jean just said thanks and tried not to show excitement, although it was evident in how she pumped her fist when she thought I wasn't looking.
"I only collapse because all of you are sexy beyond comprehension!" They all blushed at this comment... Many of the men and women sitting at the stations looking utterly jealous since they were at work and I simply got to flirt with my wives. Some were even single and probably cursed me to the nine hells and back. I didn't care though. I was about to go against eldritch gods from a hell dimension that was utterly horrible, face a hive mind that had a grudge against me and could previously, with a fraction of its power, wound me... Flirting was the least stress release I was probably entitled to...
"Hey sweetie, can I meet your sister? Sanguinius?"
"Mmm? Sure! You just have to promise that you won't try to leave me over her..."
"What are you saying! Of course I fucking wouldn't!"
Selene slapped me across the face before frowning at me... Then, just as quickly as she slapped me; the slap not really hurting, she cupped where she slapped and started to softly caress it. Truly, she had turned into a mother just by being around the kids a lot.
"Hehe, just a joke love, don't worry too much. You know I love you and I know that you love me."
"Then don't say stupid things in future! I just wanted to say hello and get to know her, or is it him?"
"At this point, I don't think he cares...? I mean, at my level of existence gender and species is more of a suggestion really. The soul matters more. As for saying stupid things... No promises, I am really silly sometimes. Hehe."
She glared at me once more before sighing and simply shaking her head... Right before the wormhole drive kicked in and the entire Armada was sent directly into the bowels of the Warhammer Multiverse, directly to Terra itself. Guilliman would be expecting us and apparently Sanguinius was currently meeting with the Custodes to gain access to speak with good old Emps.
'Fortune fucking bless me... I am intentionally going into the cess pit known as 40k...'
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