Yesterday we revealed the first runners-up in our Win a Titan competion who’ve won a pair of Cerastus knights. Now it’s time for our final two winners. Good luck!
Chosen by Simon to win a fantastic Cerastus Knight-Castigator, the next runner up is Russell V of Longmont, Colorado, USA.
Simon said: I thought that the imagery provoked in this story really caught the essence of the battle between two titans as witnessed by a Space Marine. It made me want to know more about the titan and the Space Marine in the story.
Here’s the story of Russells Titan, Blood Brother:
Kar’ak found himself scratching frantically at the base of a fortress. The battlement before him stretching into the hot red sky of a world he did not remember. He looked down to see a mangled chain axe, broken teeth embedded into the deep scores of the wall before him. Around him, warriors in white armour beat themselves against the unyielding walls of the fortress. Behind them, a city lay in ruin. Rust colored dust swept through crumbling buildings already consumed with smoke and fire. It was often like this when he awoke from the nails, when no more blood was within his reach.
The world beneath Kar’ak began to tremble. In a matter moments, the tremble grew to a violent shake, brown red dust pouring from the ruins. One of the crumbling buildings exploded. Smoke billowed forth as man sized chunks of debris were sent flying through the air. A pair of massive titans tumbled through the crumbling city as if grappling, scrambling to tear into each-other like common brawlers. Kar’ak stared on at the display as the two titans, each nearly two dozen meters in height, collided with the fortress wall. The wall screamed and groaned as stone and metal buckled and shattered. Even from 60 meters away, he could feel the impact in his bones.
One of the titans rose. Thousands of scratches covered it’s once red hull. It raised its right arm, revealing a smoldering hulk that might once have been a power claw. The second titan lay slumped against the fortress; its carapace of blue and gold still shining in the red sun. With a sound like cracking thunder, the now ruined power claw slammed into the exposed belly of the blue titan. The fortress wall shook and the armored torso of the blue titan buckled. Air hissed as the red titan’s left arm, a plasma cannon the size of a tank, charged.
Kar’ak smiled as he looked on, seeing that the hulking mass of adamatium that had never known the nails or the smell of blood or the crack of bone, was one of his legion.
The plasma cannon fired. Super heated air ruptured the blue titans power core. Kar’ak survived the explosion, blinded. Nearly every bone broken; bleeding in half of his organs. In time he would recover. In time he would tell the tale of the titan they now called Blood Brother.
Tris picked our final runner up, Matt Curnen of Alexandria, Virginia, USA. Matt, we’re sending you a Cerastus Knight-Acheron.
Tris said: I picked this story as it nicely, and succinctly captures the tale of a Reaver Titan from The Horus Horus era who’s name became legendary for a truly courageous act during the Siege of Terra and took on an almost supernatural presence for the warriors, on both sides, that were involved in the final struggle for the throne world of Mankind. I can imagine this story shown next to a full colour plate of the Burning Vengeance that an Imperial historian might study millennia after the Titan had been lost the ravages of war.
Read Matt’s story of the Titan The Burning Vengeance here:
The Legio Ignatum has long served the Imperium, and in its history, perhaps no other god-machine is more honored than the Burning Vengeance.
Originally named the Emperor’s Will, this colossal Reaver Titan had seen many of the battlefields of the Great Crusade. As the Imperium expanded, it’s maniple was assigned to a Blood Angels Legion strike element that engaged in several bloody system campaigns pushing into Ultima Segmentum. It was the only member of it’s maniple not destroyed, and was only saved by the stalwart defense of the Blood Angels Legion. Returned to Mars for extensive repairs, it was in its post-repair shakedown when Horus’ treachery was discovered. Involved directly in the battles on Mars, it was one of the Titans to be evacuated to Terra to prepare for the inevitable siege.
Its Princeps commanded the head be painted white, a sign of the noble death he expected to meet in battle. As the Siege of Terra wore on, the Emperor’s Will found itself fighting alongside its longtime companions, the Blood Angels, around the Imperial Palace. Often neglected in Imperial History, the final hours of the Siege of Terra were by far the most horrific. Sensing victory, the traitor legions released every weapon at their disposal. As the fateful boarding action aboard the Vengeful Spirit took place, phosphex shells rained down around the Emperor’s palace.
When Sanguinius was struck down by Horus, the Blood Angels fighting around the titan were rocked by the psychic backlash of his death. Without hesitation, its void shields catastrophically damaged, the Emperor’s Will stepped into the breach and lashed out at the traitors, even as it burned from several phosphex impacts. Such was the fury of its onslaught and the accuracy of its fire, that the traitors were scattered before its fury. As the Blood Angels regrouped and charged out to the field, they looked on in awe as the god-machine tore through the traitors’ ranks, the eerie green phosphex flames reflected from it’s white death’s head.
In the aftermath of the Siege, the titan was renamed the Burning Vengeance, in honor of its deeds on that day of days. Millennia later, there are those among the traitor legions who still remember the slaughter outside the Imperial Palace, a gleaming white death’s head, and the cold fear they felt the day the Warmaster fell.
Congratulations to all of the winners, and thank you to everyone who took the time to enter. It’s been a lot of fun reading your stories, and we hope you enjoyed writing them.
But it’s not quite over yet!
Some stories really stood out to us in the web team, for a lot of different reasons. Special mentions go to Noah S; Duncan K of Hove, UK; Glen B of Frankston, Australia; Chris S of Verona, Wisconsin, USA; Maxime D of Ivry Sur Seine, France; Matt V of Oakton, Virginia, USA; Alex L of Llandudno, UK; Guerin T of Deakin, Australia; Harald W of Gothenburg, Sweden; and Douglas D of Glasgow, UK. Each of you will be receiving a small prize from us soon, because we thought your stories deserved recognition.
And Duncan, we strongly disagree with the Collegia Titanica’s ruling – Houndy McHoundface is an excellent name for a Titan.
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