((The events of this transcript occur at the same time as the Companions initial entrance into the Eye of Terror and the landing in the Eidolon wasteland. It is a continuation of the post found here:
http://theadministorum.yuku.com/reply/2532/The-Eye-of-Terror-Battle-of-the-Eidolon-Wastelands-Part-I-#reply-2532))
The small craft that provided the Imperial fleet entry through the Eye of Terror’s warp storms is too small to be picked up on any imperial radar. None of the Imperial warships can track it as it hits the Chaos line, nor do the Chaos warships pick it up as it streams through their line of ships. Both forces are too focused on each other to pay much mind to anything else. As the huge space battle breaks out behind it, the small ship’s engines finally die. The momentum of the craft carries it into the gravity well created by the dead asteroid at the center of the Eye. It accelerates without any way of controlling it’s descent. Finally, the small escape pod smashes into the dust of the Eidolon Wasteland. A shower of dead rock and soil is thrown up as the craft burrows nose first into the ground.
Hours pass. The craft has landed far apart from the other invading forces and has not moved since its landing. It is therefore ignored by the Chaos forces as they move to engage the drop pods streaming from the Imperial vessels above. Finally, as the companions cut through the Chaos marine resistance and reach their showdown with Abbadon the Despoiler, something stirs within the crater.
Pounding can be heard from behind the small hatch of the crippled escape pod. After a few muffled strikes, the hatch suddenly bursts open. Cameron Aileron emerges. His space suit is torn in places, and the visor on the suits helmet is cracked in three places. Cameron rips the helmet off and throws it away. He tastes the foul smelling air as he looks up out of the crater.
“Well, at least it’s breathable. Otherwise, we’d probably be dead.”
Cameron absent-mindlessly rubs at a large gash on his forehead from the impact as he turns back to the pod. Looking inside, he finds the warp elemental Mary slumped in the second seat of the craft. She is still unconscious. Cameron’s first instinct is to leave her where she is in case she is injured, but he knows that leaving her here will pretty much guarantee her capture by Chaos forces. However, he won’t be able to get her out of the small hatch without hurting her further in her current position. Cameron leaves her for the moment and turns back to the opening.
Expending some energy, Cameron propels himself out of the crater. He lands at the lip and surveys his surroundings. A vast expanse of gray open plains greets him. He tries to sense his companions, but they are either beyond his reach or blocked from his sight by interference. He checks his communicator and sees that the
Starblade is at least in orbit above him.
“Well, that’s helpful.”
Cameron interfaces with the
Starblade and requests a supply drop. While waiting, he makes his way down into the crater and checks on Mary again. The warp elemental remains unconscious, and it seems that she is reacting poorly to being within the Eye. Power courses through her unchecked, and her skin is almost scalding to the touch. Cameron scowls. He may have to risk a teleport to get her back to the relative safety of the
Starblade if she doesn’t recover soon.
A huge thud from above and more ash and gray dirt raining into the impact crater alerts Cameron to the arrival of his package. He leaps from the crater again and lands in front of a drop pod from the ship above. As he approaches, the pod opens up and he steps inside. The pod closes behind him. After a few minutes of mechanical sounds and rumbling from within the pod, it opens again and Cameron emerges. He is now outfitted in his power armor. He slams the helmet down over his head and waits for the vision sensors to calibrate before leaping back into the escape pod’s crater. With his strength now augmented by the power armor, he easily rips a large chunk of the plating away from the hatchway to widen the opening. He then lifts Mary from the shattered craft and carries her out of the crater.
Cameron sets her down gently and manages to get her shattered helmet off of her head. Her breathing is erratic, and her half open eyes are completely violet and bright enough to cause distortion in Cameron’s vision sensors. A quick scan tells Cameron what he needed to know; other then the warp energy overload, she is uninjured. Cameron shakes her and she slowly wakes up.
“Ugh… what fucking freighter hit me… and why is it so fucking HOT?”
Mary struggles to stand up. As she gets to her feet, a sudden wave of warp energy lashes out from her, ripping apart everything around her. Cameron is just barely able to leap backwards in time to prevent being torn in half. The backlash knocks Mary back to the ground. She does not attempt to regain her footing again.
“Cameron… this is too much. The warp energy is too strong here. I can’t… I can’t control…”
Mary is pulled from the ground into a sitting position by another huge wave of energy lashing out from inside her. This one cuts huge gashes into the ground around her and sends razor sharp shards of rock flying in every direction. Fortunately, these harmlessly bounce off of Cameron’s armor. But Cameron knows he cannot allow this to continue. These spikes of power will only draw forces to them and endanger everyone around her.
A third wave of energy rips forth and Cameron reacts quickly, popping a small needle from one of his belt clips. He waits for the wave of energy to pass and then leaps forward. Reaching Mary, he injects the syringe into her neck and catches her as she slumps to the ground again. She mumbles barely audible words.
”Guh, what did you dooo. To me. Fuckface."Cameron calmly reassures her.
“Calm down. This is for your own good. We’ll see if we can get you back up on your feet after we rejoin the group.”
Cameron picks up Mary, who protests and weakly struggles to escape.
”Fffffuck you… you’re not my dad. Put me down I can walk. You stupid furrrrghh…"
Mary mercifully falls unconscious again, and Cameron carries her under one arm while dialing his helmet’s transceiver into the Imperial Lexicanum’s local net. Immediately, the sound of multiple garbled voices begin to pour from his helmet’s internal voxcoder. Cameron quickly authorizes himself as a Chapter Master and dials into the priority line voxnet. The information he hears being relayed is heartening. The companions have landed, 80% of the Imperial forces survived the entry, and the fleet is still active above the wasteland. Then Cameron hears information that sends chills down his spine.
”The strike team has engaged the Despoiler. Pull back from their sector. Do not attempt to assist.”It was too soon. The companions weren’t expected to reach the Despoiler until they had breached the main line. He had obviously moved to engage them first. Cameron needed to hurry to try and get there to help. He engages his voxcoder and is about to broadcast a message to the Imperial forces when he is suddenly cut off from the voxnet in a burst of static. Irritated, Cameron flips through all active channels and gets nothing but static feedback. Something is blocking his transmission. He also still can’t sense any of his companions, despite the fact that they should be close by.
“Fine. I’ll just have to find them myself-“
Cameron hears something drop to the ground behind him and spins quickly around. A dark figure has landed behind him. Unnatural shadows flit around him and obscure his face. A distorted, yet recognizable voice cuts through the air, stopping Cameron dead in his tracks.
”Ah, Cameron. Leaving so soon? You just got here. It would be rude of you to run off without at least saying hello...”