Ultramarines: A Warhammer 40,000 Movie Page #2

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would not be an act of valor.

It would be a waste of this squad...

In your opinion, apothecary.

We have an obligation

to warn the Chapter House.

Your courageous recommendation

is noted, Pythol.

- Crastor, scout ahead.

- Yes, Captain.

Do we still have a fix on that beacon?

Fix is still clean, Captain.

That beacon may lead us

to someone who can...

...explain.

There was no valor in this end.

They gave their lives

in the service of the Emperor.

That is valor enough for me.

- Crastor, report!

- First bridge ahead, Captain.

Crastor's halted, Captain.

Crastor? Lycos? Report.

Verenor, advance with me.

- Captain, I...

- Verenor, I said.

Stay here, Proteus.

Keep the squad here.

Crastor? Lycos?

Throne of Terra!

Take cover!

Supporting fire!

- Come on!

- The Captain ordered us to hold position!

- The Captain is in trouble!

- Boreas! Hold fast!

Boreas!

- You intact?

- Yes, Captain.

First blood to you, Verenor.

So, now we know our enemy.

Chaos Space Marines.

Yes, Chaos indeed.

Black Legion.

Tell me.

Three.

Crastor and Lycos.

Boreas.

- Outright?

- Yes, Captain.

- Permission to extract their gene-seed.

- Granted.

May the Emperor bless and protect

this sacred legacy,

so that the strength of these brave warriors

may live on in Ultramarines as yet unborn.

For the abiding honor

of our fortress home, Macragge,

in the name of the Chapter

and the Primarch, to whom we owe all.

We shall mourn them later,

if the Emperor grants us time.

Who is to carry this now?

- I will, Captain.

- Is that so, Proteus?

No.

- Hypax.

- Yes, Captain.

You carry that safe.

I will.

If anything happens to me,

you know my wishes.

- Captain, I...

- Do not argue.

We are dying.

Sergeant Crastor is gone,

and I am not miraculously exempt.

Verenor! Proteus!

Secure an entry point!

- Can you make that?

- Of course I can make that.

- The next one is further.

- Then let me show you how it is done!

Come on!

- Grab my hand!

- Your hand is not required!

Blocked.

- You made a kill?

- Yes.

Black Legion, so the Captain said.

Hard to believe they were like us once.

If it is tainted by the Warp,

corrupted by Chaos, I will kill it.

The Warp is cunning and insidious.

- Are you sure you will recognize it?

- Just follow my lead, Proteus.

- What?

- I think I saw something.

Think you saw something?

Captain? We have secured a way in.

Good, Verenor. Stand by.

Keep it tight.

Head wound, fatal.

Hostiles!

Daemon!

Kill it!

Up there!

Get the squad back!

Proteus! Take the Chain Sword!

Captain!

Now we know what is here.

Death and daemons.

We need to get a report back to Macragge.

Pray we live long enough

to get back to the transport.

We are not going back to the transport.

Throne of Terra! Are you insane?

And since when

did you make the decisions, Proteus?

- Tell him, Pythol! Tell him I...

- The Captain was quite clear.

Command should go to Proteus.

I say we go back. So say your brothers.

The beacon is still sending.

It's on auto-cycle!

There is a chance it is not.

- We march for Macragge!

- And we shall know no fear!

Brother Hypax?

That standard catches light.

You warn me.

Aye, Proteus.

Hold your fire!

In the name of the Emperor,

identify yourself!

Carnak. Chaplain of the lmperial Fists.

How many are you?

This is Nidon.

Well, Nidon can point his weapon

somewhere else.

Anymore?

We are here to get you out.

Not us.

The Liber Mithrus.

The sacred Codex of this shrine.

The Emperor himself entrusted it to us

at our Chapter's founding.

Countless generations have stood here.

Our purpose, to protect it

from the abominations of the Warp.

No one touches the relic.

Brother Nidon is responsible

for carrying and defending the tome.

He takes his responsibilities very seriously.

My apologies.

How long have you been here, Chaplain?

Since long before the darkness fell.

- What happened?

- They assaulted the shrine.

We fought for three weeks,

all the while transmitting requests for aid.

Then some horror was unleashed.

A Warp Gate must have opened

and through it,

vile legions of demonic furies descended...

You have seen the results.

But how did you survive?

I have no comforting answer, battle-brother.

All I know is that we must

get this sacred artifact to safety.

Nidon?

Steady...

My name is Verenor, brother.

It is time to move out.

I confess, Chaplain, I was beginning

to doubt our mission's purpose.

Everything has a purpose, Proteus.

So the Emperor ordains.

Those two worry me.

They have been through a lot.

Too much, if you ask me.

How did the two of them survive?

I don't like it, Proteus.

What are you saying, brother?

How can we know they are not...

tainted?

That is a serious accusation.

We are taught that Chaos corrupts,

eats away at you from the inside.

You never know

who may fall victim to its touch.

And they've been cut off in this hell pit

for how long?

Keep your eye on them.

Oh, I intend to.

Slaughter them!

Here they come.

Move, Ultima! Transport is waiting.

Pilot, prepare for immediate extraction!

Acknowledged.

- You must be happy.

- I'll be happier when we're gone.

Proteus!

Proteus?

Ultima Squad.

Rally to me.

- Vox test.

- Carnak, aye.

- Nidon, aye.

- Junor, aye.

- Hypax, aye.

- Verenor, aye.

- Remulus, aye.

- Decius, aye.

- Pythol, aye.

- Squad is aye, Proteus.

Defend and advance only on my command.

There is higher ground.

This was planned.

They'll be expecting us to take that position,

but I doubt they will be expecting

a Chaplain.

I would not be so sure.

The Emperor protects.

But having a loaded bolter never hurt, either.

Kill the lmperium scum!

For the Emperor!

Attack!

Chaplain, have you not a weapon?

Burn, Heretic!

Ultima Squad.

To the ridge line.

- Are you hit?

- It is nothing...

More of them!

- Is the Crozius ready?

- No, it needs more time!

I fear no evil, I fear no death

for the Emperor will protect me!

Spill their blood!

Junor!

Fall back!

They are coming in for the kill.

Captain Severus!

Captain!

Praise the Emperor!

Follow the Captain! Follow his lead!

- Captain!

- Proteus.

- How are you alive?

- The Emperor protects.

Come on! Extraction is waiting!

Move out!

Proteus. Report.

We're maneuvering to leave orbit, Captain.

Drive is set to fire in ten minutes.

And then a straight voyage

back to Macragge.

I can't wait to see the Chapter House.

Something else, Proteus?

Speak your mind.

How do you recognize the taint of Chaos?

We have a Chaplain with us.

Let him sniff out taint.

It is the Chaplain that I am worried about.

- Where is he?

- The armory, Captain.

Chaplain Carnak?

Captain Severus?

A moment, please.

I am a Captain of the Ultramarines Chapter

and this is my vessel,

so put that away.

This is improper, Severus.

Indulge me.

The Codex is empty?

Do you see?

This is what has burdened me!

I thought it was Chaos' trickery!

This is deceit.

Heresy.

I don't know the purpose or the point,

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