I just wanna say that I don't own anything either Warhammer 40'000 or Warcraft

I based it on a weird dream I had and touched up some parts contains some spoilers from the Night Lords Trilogy

It came down hurtling towards the planet like a rebel angel that has been cast out from heaven. Crashing into the world it caused a shockwave that sent almost everything within a small diameter surrounding it in chaos. How this was achieved and how the world did not experience a cataclysmic event remains unknown. But from that day forward the fates of all on Azeroth would change and none would be left unmarked by the 'sons of the sunless worlds' arrival.

The first thing the Astartes felt was pain drawing him into consciousness, opening his eyes the gene-forged demigod took in his surroundings. To his surprise he was clad in his power armour sprawled on the floor inside 'his' quarters onboard the Covenant of Blood. Looking around further he saw signs of a disturbance as if the strike-cruiser had experienced a violent passage in-transit through the warp and that some of his brothers runes were active in his helmets display.

These however were the least of his concerns, the first question that actually entered his mind was "why am I not dead?". Remembering clearly his last moments as he faced the banshee queen on his legions second home world of Tsagualsa, he remembered how his brothers had fallen first at the hands of the thin-blooded Genesis space-marine chapter and then at the hands of the wretched eldar of the accursed craftworld of Ulthwé.

"Talos we must speak" one of his brothers spoke to him over the vox. Surprisingly it was Uzas and his words cogent and clear which was to the prophet even more surprising.

Unsure of how her was supposed to respond to this Talos at first didn't reply. After all he had killed Uzas as the former was in the process of killing Cyrion thus saving the latter. Finally he replied "what is it?"

"it concerns the void-borns father and the majority of the deaths in of the crew"

"what about them?" Talos was starting to get on edge not nervous or scared but unnerved by the way his brother was speaking.

Suddenly the door to his quarters opened and Uzas along with Lucoryphus and several of the bleeding eyes who he did not immediately recognise proceeded in accompanying Cyrion. While this in any event was strange what was even stranger was the fact that they were all wore the armour they had carried into the Great Crusade. Taking less than a fraction of a second to subtlety glance at his left gauntlet and seeing his narthecium vambrace that convinced him that he was to armoured as such.

"our 'perfect' brother here has something that he wishes to share with you" Uzas stated.

Talos frowned underneath his faceplate he did not understand what was going on. Turing to Cyrion he spoke. "Do care to elaborate for me please brother?".

Cyrion seemed tense but then he sighed. "alright you do remember when you saved me from Uzas on Tsagualsa". Cyrion waited for Talos to nod before continuing "the reason for such was because I confessed to killing the void-born's father and many other of the crew members all the while I let Uzas here take the blame for it".

To say Talos was suspicious of this was to be an understatement. "why are you telling me this?" he asked finally.

"Because I wanted to get this clear before we do anything. As to why the Bleeding Eyes are here I will say that they knew and just wanted to watch" Cyrion replied shrugging.

More footsteps could be heard and soon they were facing Malcharion who was as large as life and twice as terrifying. Mainly due to the fact the he was not entombed within a dreadnought. "brothers" he said his voice just as they remembered as he sounded in life "I am calling for every one to meet in hangars I suggest that you bet moving". Not wanting to evoke his their captains ire everyone complied.

They had spent at least two hours in the hangar discussing their next move and also getting a headcount. In total there was Malcharion himself, Vandred Aranthi who for some reason looked like a normal Astartes again and it seemed as if he was no longer possessed, Tzek, Vorasha and Lucoryphus all three who were from the Bleeding eyes. Dal Kuras and Vejain from third claw, Xeverine and Ulris, Crarahd and Faroven from the newer third claw (the one from the last book Voidstalker), Fal Torm, Xan Kurus and Yuris from second claw. Both Malek and Garadon of the Atramentar. Finally there was Adhmere, Uzas, Cyrion, Xarl, Mercutian, Sar Zell, Ruven, Variel and Talos. In total there was twenty-five of them present in the ship. Excluding Lucoryphus ans Variel all those present should have been dead. They did not include Deltran because he was not an astartes.

"So who will be doing this scouting Mal?" Lucoryphus asked when they had come to a sort of terms as to what was going on.

"I'm not sure Luc but I think it might be better if we had some volunteers" Malcharion responded.

"In that case I think I should I should go. Yes yes?" Vorasha spoke.

Internally every Night Lord present groaned, while all of them seemed to be in perfect condition with no taint of the warp present Vorasha somehow managed to keep his irritating habit of adding two yes's to every sentence. Inwardly the groaned outwardly they were seemingly unaffected due to having to deal with this before.

"Are you sure about this?" Dal Kurus asked questioningly at Malcharion.

"no I am not but as you see here we are only twenty-five in number with a strike-cruiser that has seemingly crashed on planet we know nothing about with our supplies seemingly filled that could last us millennia but no slave, servitor's or serfs to use. Did I forget to mention the fact that we somehow do not feel like doing the things we have done throughout the centuries and the fact that none of us feel like tearing down the Imperium for some strange reason. Or am I also missing the fact that I should be entombed within a dreadnought and be sleeping instead of answering my brothers questions?"

No one responded everyone knew that it was rhetorical "well your'e not the only one who's supposed to be dead" Ruven said into the silence earning him several laughs and a glare from Malcharion.

The rest of the discussion continued until they were able to formulate a plan. It was simple there would be four groups of two that would leave the covenant of blood and go scouting for one day after which they would return and report what information they had been able to gather.

Talos mentally cursed himself how in the name of the warp had he been made to go with Xarl out on this. Scouting was not their forte but Malcharion had asked this of them and out of respect he had agreed to go provided that he had Xarl come with him. In the six hour since they began, the two night lords came upon an interesting sight.

Tied up and in some cages were various types of xenos that they had never seen before. Their captors were what Talos could call failed worshipers of Khorne, horned creatures with hooves and ridiculous beards. It appeared as if they were in the process of performing some debased ritual that involved sacrificing one of the young female xenos. The race had some comparisons with the Eldar but not enough to be related to them.

Walking over to Xarl he asked "should we interfere?"

Xarl just grunted, his way of saying what do you think?

For some reason Talos and Xarl felt compelled to help that child, deep down it reminded them of a time when they didn't have power to stop it and could only watch and look away.

"I think we should stop that" Talos stated before drawing his power sword the blade Aurum and his bolter Anathema. Xarl mirrored his actions by drawing his two-handed Chain-sword before they both leapt at the figures.

It was a dark night a good night to be doing business for the burning legion. The Saytrs had captured the wretched Kal'dorie and had placed them in cages waiting to sacrifice them to their demonic masters. They were beginning to sacrifice a child of that wretched species when suddenly they heard a roaring sound coming from the trees. Staring in the direction of the sound suddenly two armoured behemoths clad in livery of midnight and death burst upon them wielding strange weapons that cut and tore through them. Immediately sensing the threat their mages sent a spell that made the entire area they were within go dark. The last words they heard was something they could not fully understand "Juthai Lah" then everything turned red.

When Keina Shadowsong a sentinel was praying to Elune that someone would come and save her adopted daughter Leina from the foul Satyrs, she did not really expect her prayers to be answered at all least of all in the way it was. One minute the Saytrs looked like they were about to sacrifice her daughter the next moment two behemoths that look like they came out of a nightmare charged and started to butcher them. Then everything went dark.

When the shadow spell faded Keina saw a seen that made her stomach lurch. The Saytrs were dead that was a good thing but it looked as if they had been butchered in a most cruel fashion. The said saytrs were strewn in bits and pieces all over the ground looks of dismay and terror etched into their features. Turning here attention back to wards hers and the other prisoner's saviours she saw one with a face that was midnight blue in colour and face was crested with two batwings walk over to one of the large saytrs removing its head before placing the said head on some sort of chain adorning the armour as some sort of trophy. Looking for the other one she saw it walking over towards where her daughter was with a nearly dead Saytr in his grasp as the first one began the process of freeing the other hostages.

Talos moved with purpose and a strange feeling that he believed he had never experienced before. Holding who he supposed (due to its actions) was the leader of these xeno's captors in his hands he walked to where the xenos child was still bound and cut her free. Bending down to her level as to be face to face in a sense of speaking he drew his gladius and placed it before her. Deciding to try and speak in low gothic to her he asked "will you kill him".

The child seemed to be surprised and answered with a scared "why?"

"because he was going to sacrifice you in a debase and depraved ritual to what he would call his gods. Now the tables have been turned don't you wish vengeance upon him?"

"yes" came the stuttered reply.

"then take this gladius and drive it through his chest"

"I cant"

"why?" Talos asked amused by this.

"I just can't its not right" the child stammered to him.

Talos for some reason that he didn't know smiled at this child's purity before doing the deed himself.

"why did you do it?" another voice asked him. From what he could make out it was female and sounded too mature to be a child or adolescent.

"because it was necessary" he replied turning to see an older version female of the xenos species before him.

"what are you?" Keina asked

"what are you?" the behemoth replied its voice sounded deep like that of a nightsaber growling.

Taken aback from its reply she quickly composed herself quickly before stating "I am Leina Shadow song that child over there is my daughter Leina we are Kal'dorie or as some others call us night elves".

She heard some strange clicking noise come from the behemoths face before he responded. "Very well I am Talos Valcoran apothecary and prophet of the VIII legion. I am also know to my father as the ender of lives and collector of essences the short term of that is soul hunter. The legion I am a part of is called the Night Lords we are the eighth of twenty legions our emperor made, the other one there is my brother Xarl. Has this satisfied your curiosity?"

swallowing Keina Said "yes".

As the Behemoth now named Talos turned to leave she called after him "can we come with you?"

Again the same clicking noise came from its face before it responded. "if you so desire but know this where we are going there is no sunlight".

"that is okay by me my people venerate the moon more"

Talos seemed to shake his head before replying "there is no moonlight either but if you still insist then follow us but be warned, it took us six hours to get here. There are three of you and none of you are in any good condition so my brother and I will have to carry you."

then without missing a beat Talos proceeded to pick here and here daughter up and proceed walking away, his brother followed suit but stopped to pick up the only saytr that was not mortally wounded or dead and caught up to him.

"what are you bringing that for?" the Talos asked. Keina was interested too in hearing the response.

"this one here can be lobotomised and made into a servitor as you know we don't have any and I have feeling we will need at least some soon".

Leina was confused and asked "whats lobotomise?"

Talos grunted before responding "we will tell you later for now try to rest."

With that he told all of the others the same thing as well before falling silent. For some reason Keina just couldn't get the idea that nothing would be the same again. If only she knew how right she was

Finally the end I thought it would take forever do any of you have that problem when you just can't seem to get the ideas from your head onto the paper?

anyway can you please give me some feedback I think I will need it and I also would welcome any Ideas you guys have any way Ave dominus nox

p.s also could you help with my other cross over