Karnac the Killer • Part VIII

Abaraxas looked into Karnac's eyes and did not flinch. The skull champion's faceplate had been shapened exactly like a skull and row upon row of razor sharp fangs protruded from the mouthpiece. The lenses had been cut from bright red rubies and shown from within. Raw hate poured off Karnac immensely. "You and I are a lot more alike than you could ever imagine. I'd go so far as to even call you a brother. Now you can squeeze that trigger and if you do all youll succeed in doing is ensuring your death. I strongly recommend you stow your pistol. If we fight together back to back we might just manage to come out of this mess alive. If we live then you can go back to beating the living Hades out of me."

"Turn my back to a dark eldar..." said Karnac as he swivelled his huge pistol and blasted a daemonette charging towards Abraxas. "Never!" The daemonette disintegrated as the large flash of plasma enveloped it's warp body. "I will fight beside you though." Karnac could not help but grin from within his ghostly helm. "Skulls for the Skull God!" shouted the champion.

Karnac the Killer • Part VII

The air began to buzz with eerie blue energies. Lithe forms started to suddenly materialize filling the chamber. Karnac released his grip on the warrior and quickly motioned with a hand gesture to be still. Sickly sweet musk filled the chamber as the daemons took their final shape stepping onto the tile floor on their sharp hooved feet. They were part woman and part daemon with long clawed arms. Their skin was electric blue glittering with drops of musk. Again Karnac sealed off his olfactory auto senses while at the same time picking up up his plasma pistol. Abraxas looked at the skull champion for a moment then pulled a pair of long dueling daggers from his belt. "Daemonettes from the bowel of the warp." said the warrior.

Karnac lifted his pistol and pointed the muzzle into the exposed face of Abraxas. "Your allies no doubt." grimly said Karnac.

Karnac the Killer IV (short fiction)

Karnac paused and listened. He could now here the footsteps of someone approaching from the far end of the room. The skull champion lifted his plasma pistol killing the laser sight with the press of a button. Focusing his night vision aided by the auto senses from his helmet he could just make out the lithe form a tall humanoid shape stepping in through the back portal. His sight sharpened as he saw that the stranger was clad in pointed black carapace armor with a tight suit of dark chainmail underneath. The warrior carried a long chainsabre held low and a pistol was strapped across his slim waist. The stranger wore a tall helmet of black ore with two narrow slits as the eyepieces. A strong concoction of oily phermones came off it's body in waves. The smell was putrid and stank, even moreso than that of the banished daemon. Karnac shut off his olfactory system to further avoid the rich stank.

"Dark eldar." thought Karnac as the xenos warrior entered the room.

"I see you there hiding in the shadows." said the Dark Eldar. The warrior lowered his chainsabre and stepped underneath the pale light from a glowglobe attached to the ceiling. The creature lifted his free hand removing his ornate helm. It was a young male with fair skin, bright green eyes and a long mane of lustrious black hair braided with many miniature silver skulls. He smiled then frowned. "Youve got the drop on me. I can't possibly reach you from here but I think there is a good chance I can dodge your shot." The dark eldar's voice was deep and unlike any he heard before from this tainted race. "I'm just passing through now. If you'll be so kind as to step aside I won't becany bother at all." The warrior spoke perfect high Gothic pronouncing each word with precise articulation.

Karnac kept his plasma pistol trained on the warrior and slowly drew his sword from the sheath. "Throw down your weapons and kneel before me black druchii."