Orks vs. Star Wars Universe

First Encounter
Ork filled Space Hulks seemingly materialized from out of nowhere. The twenty Space Hulks held two billion Orks each. The Republic and the Separatists realize the threat and send messages for peace at the same time. The Geonosians stop fighting the Clones, and the new alliance starts fielding millions of infantry units, thousands of armour units, and hundreds of artillery units. This force was thought more than enough to destroy anything, or so they thought. The Space Hulks crached though the fleet leaving only one ship to provide support. Arc Trooper Fives had ordered it to hide and prepare for evacuation, and was discussing tactics with the Separatist generals while the Space Hulks were coming down. They had went out of sight behind a mountain several minutes ago. The generals had organized the troops and now were analyzing the situation. "I think that they are soldiers." "If they were soldiers, they are paste now." "Enough!" Fives was sick of the arguing. He was angry that they had already lost his fleet. "If we find a weakness, we exploit it. Understood?" The other generals all acknowledged that they did. "Good. Now start briefing your units."

Warlord Ghazghkull Mag Uruk Thraka was watching his troops pour out of the crashed Space Hulks. "The might of the Great WAAAGH!", he thought to himself. The visions of Gork and Mork told him that the defenders were using plasma weaponry, but less potent than the Space Marines. As he watched the first bit of the WAAAGH! make their way to the top of the crater. He strode to the top, stopping when all were looking at him, and when he was above all. "WAAAAAGH!!" He shouted. The response was deafening, even across the vast desert. The Orks charged.

Fives was shocked at first. He couldn't believe that any living being would charge the massive gun line. He slowly realized that the creatures charging were a new species. The amount of ground that they were crossing in this amount of time was shocking. He ordered all units to fire, hoping it would slow them down. He watched in shock as one of the creatures got its arm blown off, and retaliated by emptying it's mag into the three soldiers that fired at it's arm. There were giant leaders, clad in Mega Armour, who wouldn't even get a cut from the huge amount of fire they were putting on them. The artillery and armour tore huge gaps in the Ork lines, but to no big loss to them. Then the Ork machines arrived. Hundreds of Gargants came at the line, obliterating hundreds of troops with their massive guns. Fives desperately ordered a focus fire on one of the machines, but to no avail. All it did was direct the attention of a few of the Gargants. They strode over, firing at everything that moved, and turned 300 artillery units into scrap. Then came the Warbosses, Warlords, and finally the Prophet of Gork and Mork himself.

Ghazghkull smiled, thinking of how many Orks would grow and come to the WAAAGH! just from the sheer amount of psycic energy the WAAAGH! would emit. He called all of his troops back, sending Hordes of Killa Kans, Morkonauts, Gorkonauts, and Deff Dreads in. The weapons of the RSA could kill his Boyz, so why waste resources? He would send in units that couldn't be destroyed by anything under one of the enemies rocket launchers and tanks, and were cheaper too field. His genius gave the Orks an edge. The mechs plowed through RSA infantry, and overwhelmed the RSA armour easily, with the amount of mechs they had. It would be an easy victory. The droids of the RSA were even less of a problem, due to the basic programming that they ran on. Ghazghkull realized that the droid factories were crucial to his war effort, even more so than to the RSA. He ordered his WAAAGH! to let the RSA have access to their resources to produce droids. This allowed the Ork Meks to gain a huge amount of scrap after each battle, making ships to travel the vast new galaxy with.

Fives shot three more Orks trying to break into the bunker. This used up the Tibanna Gas Cartridge on his pistols. He had 500 shots with standard blaster cartridges, given as the blaster had to be set to maximum power to have any effect. The last Clones of the RSA defense force were inside, preparing the bunker to be defended. All droid units had been wiped out by the Orks, who had almost an endless horde. The Geonosian droid factories were surrounded, but left untouched. Maybe those bastards struck a deal, he wondered. He cleared his mind as he heard another "WAAAGH!", and got back to the choke-point. They were close to running out of ammo, one or two cartridges per Clone, and the Orks knew it. They came with more numbers than last time, and closed in on the little bunker. Fives lost hope as he saw twenty Nobz in the horde and ordered all weapons to target the Nobz before the rest of the horde got close. They managed to take one down before the Orks were attacking. One by one, the Clones were taken down by a gaggle of Gretchin, kicking, stabbing, biting, and gouging their prey, or slashed and shot by Ork Boyz, until Fives was left. The Nobz watched him, as he came towards them, and then the Prophet of The WAAAGH! arrived. "So your da 'oomie dat's been messin' up my Boyz? Ghazghkull said, his eyes watching him, like observing prey, "Well I'm tired of dat, see? Dis grot might be the same as Yarrick, eh? Put 'im with 'is boyz, he'll find a way out. He'll escape every time. Let 'im go! He's da one good fighta' 'ere." Bewildered by the exchange with the massive Ork, he just stood there, watching the Orks walk away. He vowed to be the one to destroy that creature.

The Fleet
Sebastian Yarrick stood at his bridge, watching the Imperial crewmen work on finding the Prophet. He had been fighting Ghazghkull for years, and knew that the threat had to be eliminated before the Great WAAAGH! came, or else mankind would have no chance fighting Orks and Chaos. He observed the battleon the planet below, watching tactics used by the alliance of droids and humans. He saw certain similarities between the Imperial Guard and the RSA. Both had numbers, tactics, and were disciplined and organized. The battle was over except for one bunker, which fell within a day, and his scanner's recorded an interaction with the Ork Warlord. The trooper that Ghazghkull had left behind had to be recovered! Acting fast, he told his fleet to scan the planet until they found that clone, and went down to talk to him. "Who are you?" Fives asked, pointing his blaster. "I am Commissar Yarrick, part of The Emperor's Astra MIlitarum. Who might you be?"

"I'm Arc Trooper CT_5555, or Fives. Do you know those Orks?"

"Yes, I have fought WAAAGH! Ghazghkull many times in our galaxy, and followed them here to stop them so they can't start the Great WAAAGH!."

"He said I was like, you. Resiliant."

"You have gained his respect then. Come, I have a new force waiting for your observation."

"Why?"

"Because I have recorded your combat and compared it to out data, and out troops are much more efficient. We have a Krieg regiment to display what your troops will be working with."

"Who are they?"

"They are the best and most faithful of the Guard, but only live for killing the enemies of the Imperium, and dying for penance. They nuked their own planet to destroy all of the heretics, and sent us twenty full regiments, all asking to be sent to the worst areas."

"Do I have a choice?."

"No."

Fives stood up, and walked towards the shuttle with Yarrick, wondering who these people were. When they arrived on the massive ship. Fives saw massive soldiers, called Space Marines, or Adeptus Astartes, and watched as they stomped past. He saw that they were getting into massive Drop Pods and tanks, preparing for an assault. Thousands of Kriegsmen walked past, looking at Fives through those black lenses in their masks. He finally reached his new regiment, and noted on the seemingly dead personality of the men. He walked forward and they began to recite a litany, "In life war. In death, peace. In life, shame. In death, atonement." With that, they turned and boarded their ships to go to a fight on the planet's surface below. Yarrick said, "You will watch them in combat first. They are... different than most." Seeing the puzzled look on Fives' face, he said, "You'll see." As he watched the battle, he was amazed by the courage and discipline of the Kriegsmen in battle. They fired as one, charged as one, and dug trenches with startling speed, making cover for units behind them. And then the Space Marines came. The massive voice of a Dreadnought was picked up by the scanner, "Welcome to Oblivion. It is His will." No Ork that fell under the firing lines of the Dreadnoughts survived. Those Orks were eviscerated into red mist by the Assault Cannon's rounds, unable to retaliate in time. With a yell, the Death Korps charged the Ork position, Lasguns firing, Death Riders lancing the few survivors of the Dreadnought assault, and took the position. The battle was over.

Fives sent a message to the RSA, and they sent half of the combined fleets to assist in containing the WAAAGH!. The Imperial Guard had done a good job, but the entire RSA armies were destroyed. Fives had observed an unpleasant disregard for civilian lives by the Imperium. They chose to burn the planet instead of trying to save the population. Reports of massive junk fleets came from around the entire sector, spreading the RSA forces thin. Ghazghkull was trying to break them, and Yarrick moved in to assist. In a battle that the Orks should have won, Yarrick sent in Drop Pods to deploy Space Marines in the middle of the horde. They continued to slowly break out of the center, killing thousands of Orks until the foul Xenos lost their nerve and ran.