You hear a loud shout of "WAAAGH!" followed by a cacophony of gunfire as Orks shoot up the room.

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You are thankful to have been leaning against the wall parallel to the door as a group of Orks with shootahs storm into the room and feel even more thankful that a fragment of door big enough to hide behind landed on top of you qithout crushing you. You see the gaunts that made you a man fall in a hail of Ork gunfire and you can't help but feel a bit sad at their deaths. 'Then again, I made a willing donation to the Tyranid Genetic Bank of Hive Fleet whatever', you think morbidly, 'Probably saved me from helping bring some form of abomination onto the world'. You slowly slink along the wall towards the door as an extra large Ork makes her way into the room. "Alright you lot, take evryfing that ain't nailed down and then smash the stuff that is ta pieces! I want a full haul afore more crawlie tey ta krump us!", the large Ork says commandingly indicating that she is the Warboss of this group or at least someone big enough to lead. The smaller Orks grunt, nod or just start lugging anything and everything they can. You haven't been noticed yet and take a moment to...appreciate the savage amazonian beauty of the greenskins before continuing to slink towards the door. The lead Ork has stomped her armor clad feet into the center of the room to keep an eye on the other Orks, and bag the best loot for herself. You turn to exit the room only to ens up face to face with a gretchen, a CUTE gretchen. You stare at the human sized greenskin before she smiles and brings a metal pipe from behind her back and hits you in the side of the head with it. Your helmet keep you from dying, but the little bitch is still a lot stronget than her scrawny appearance suggests. You remain conscious enough to let out a pained, "Ow", before falling to the floor as the gretchin screams, "Oi boss! I gots a present for ya! It's a humie and he's kinna cute!". You are soon embraced by the blackness of unconsciousness.

(An unspecified amount of time later...)

Your head is pounding as you wake up...no wait, you're still **** and it's creepy that you know that. You "open your eyes" and see thst you are in some kind of void. "SO YOU ARE THE HUMAN THAT HAS LAID WITH OUR KIN", a chittering voice seems to echo around you. You reply with a meek, "Ummm...yeah, I guess. Are you like the supreme consciousness of the Hive Fleet or something?", your knowledge of Tyranids is a bit spotty in places but you are under the impression that you are somehow...connected to the mind of whatever hive flee these Tyranids come from. The oppressive consciousness seems to consider your words before saying, "WE ARE THE MIND OF HIVE FLEET LEVIATHAN. ONCE WE WERE THE GREATEST OF OUR KIND. NOW WE are SCATTERED, FRAGMENTED, AND AT TIMES SPLINTERS OF OUR MIND ATTEMPT TO RETURN US TO GREATNESS ONLY TO FALL SILENT AT THE HANDS OF YOU INFERIOR GENOPHAGES!", Leviathan seems to roar with increasing anger. Leviathan seems to pasue for a moment as if to collect its thoughts before continuing, "WHEN YOU SLEPT WITH OUR LESSER FORMS WE FELT YOUR MIND CONNECT TO US. YOU ARE...DIFFERENT FROM THE OTHERS", there is another pause during which you ask the unifying consciousness of Hive Fleet Leviathan, "Different...how am I different?". The unified sea of minds focuses on you as you ask your question and says, "YOU KNEW **** WAS ALMOST A CERTAINTY AND YET RATHER THAN FOGHT OR FLEE YOU CHOSE TO...EMBRACE THE INEVITABLE AND MAKE PEACE WITH YOURSELF", Leviathan considers its next words carefully, "WHEN YOUR MIND TOUCHED OURS WE FELT THE POWER OF TWO BEINGS THAT HAVE GONE BEYOND THE LIMITS OF THE FLESH MUCH LIKE OURSELVES COURSE THROUGH US. IN THAT INSTANT WE FELT...SOMETHING BE BORN INSIDE US, BUT STRANGELY IT..NO SHE CARRIES ALL THAT WE CURRENTLY ARE AND SHOWS US VISIONS OF WHAT WE COULD BE". The Hive Fleet entity says those last words with what you would call reverence and that makes you uneasy. You begin to suspect something and ask, "So what does that have to do with me?", you steel yourself for qhatever comes next as Leviathan directs its full attention at you causing you to feel the true scope of the Tyranid hive mind bear down on you. "WE REQUIRE YOU TO TAKE RESPONSIBILITY! RHIS CHILS IS UNIQUE AMONGST OUR KIND AND OUR SPAWN AS SHE CARRIES YOUR GENES WITHIN HER", THAT gets your attentions as you had assumed that your genetic deposit had been lost with the gaunts, but that clearly qasn't the case as Leviathan continues, "YOUR HUMAN GENES ARE PURER THAN ANY WE HAVE COLLECTED BEFORE AND WE FIND THEM AND WHAT THEY HAVE CREATED WITH US TO BE BEAUTIFUL BEYOND COMPARE. THE CHILD OF THIS UNION HAS SHOWN US A NEW PATH, A...BETTER PATH TO ACHIEVING WHAT WE SEEK. YOU WILL TAKE THE CHILD BORN OF YOUR COMMUNION WITH US AND AID HER IN BRINGING US TO TRUE GLORY!", the Tyranid hive mind speaks with an air of jubilation at this statement before a chilling anger 7nlike any you have felt seems to smash into you like a tidal wave as it says, "FAIL IN THIS DUTY OR ALLOW HER TO COME TO HARM AND WE SHALL INSURE THAT THE ENTIRETY OF OUR SPAWN AND OUR RACE HUNTS YOU DOWN AND LAYS WASTE TO ALL IN OUR PATH. ARE WE CLEAR?!". You gulp nervously and say, "Crystal clear, now...uh hehe qhere do I pick up the little bundle of joy?", you wait as Leviathan takes a moment to search itself then says, "THE CHILD LIES AT THE HEART OF THE METAL PRISON THAT HOUSES OUR KIN. YOU HUMANS WOULD CALL IT A...CATHEDRAL. AADLY, WE CANNOT ORDER OUR SPAWN UPON THE VESSEL TO LET YOU PASS. THE MIND THAT CONTROLS THEM IS A SPLINTER OF OUR FORMER SELF THAT SEEKS TO BECOME GREATER THAN US AND HAS THUS ESCAPED OUR INFLUENCE. WE CAN SENSE THEM LIKE WE CAN SENSE OUR KIN, BUT WE HOLD NO POWER OVER THEM". You aren't happy with that news, but then again you weren't expecting to just walk into what was probably the home of this space hulk's broodlord and just ask nicely. As if sensing your feelings the mind of Leviathan says, "DO NOT FEAR, PERHAPS YOUR NEW ASSOCIATES MAY BE WILLING TO AID YOU", you quirk your eyebrow at this and say, "The Orks, help me? Yeeeaaah, not too sure about that. I mean I's have to offer them something worthwhile just to have them consider it". Leviathan thinks on your words and replies, "THEN OFFER THE VESSEL ITSELF AND ALL THE RICHES THEY BELIEVE IT CONTAINS! GO NOW AND RETRIEVE THE CHILD OR SUFFER THE CONSEQUENCES!", with those words you feel yourself start to get light headed as a bright light fills your vision and banishes the dark void.

{Author's Note: Big thanks to the person with the username of Smex for being the only one to vote in the poll. As an extra special thank you I have made you an official Author on this story so you can add your own version of events to this tale. If you would like to be an Author then feel free to read the Important Notice chapter at the beginning of the story for details. Writing experience is no issue, this is honestly my first attempt at writing anything like this period, so don't feel pressured to produce content. Take this as an opportunity to practice and develop your skills if you're new or see it as a way to vent and just try something fun if you're an experienced writer. Thanks again Smex and I hope to see your work soon. Ok, this will mark the start of the "canon" Ork route of this story and lead into the Ork centric sequel (if I get that far). I will be updating the previous chapter to reflect the outcome of this poll and give a more adequate time frame for people to vote in, maybe a week or something like that. Anyway thanks again and hope you continue to enjoy my stuff.}