Far beyond the reaches of the human empire, beyond even the knowledge of the Eldar, an ancient star began to slowly fade. This would go unnoticed by even its closest civilization for a long time, living as they were thousands of light years away. And even had it been noticed it would have drawn no great amount of attention, for the sirian galaxy, although small, contained many other stars and planets, more notable for their size. At least, this is the speculation in retrospect to the events at outpost dxii. Dxii was a minor satellite space station, on the edge of the sirian glaxy, created to document and chart the positions of major planets and potential mining locations. The Emperor had long had his eye on the rich uranium deposits in siria iv, and intended to expand his empire. However, he had more pressing matters to attend to, and when a precursory scan showed no advanced life forms or indeed any other threats, the orders were given to set up the station on the moon orbiting a dead and uninhabitable planet. Life there was mundane, the few soldiers had nothing more to occupy them than a few hot words at the bar or mess hall. The scientists, although they were kept busy documenting the entire galaxy, and dealing with the occasional hardware problem, had no serious challenges to face, contrary to the rumors there was nothing more exciting than a nearby planet with a basic civilization who appeared to be engaged in a World War. Apart from idle curiosity this planet held no interests for the scientists, it was essentially a barren rock with funghi and crab-like creatures, hunted by slightly larger scorpion creatures, both of which in turn were hunted by the tribes. One evening, at the monthly eclipse on which it had become customary for all the people on dxii to gather and drink (there were around 150 inhabitants at this point, not including the children who were sent to their beds early) their attention was turned from the satellite monitor showing (as usual) a raging battle between various tribes, loosely allied in a confederacy the humans had named ‘the scars’ (after their leaders hideous gash revealing much of his skull). The object that had drawn their attention was a solar flare, in fact it looked more like a meteor but amazingly it hadn’t burnt under the intense heat of the sun, causing the scientists lengthy debate. As the scientists engaged in excited speculation as to the nature of the anomaly, the soldiers soon went back to the screens, and continued their betting. Meanwhile the scientists were growing ever more puzzled by the phenomenon, which wasn’t helped by the data analysis from their probes or satellites. In fact it became something of a talking point, bored as they were by a decade of monotonous data analysis and tedious scientific reports. After a few months the radio signals reached them from their probes, and showed conclusively that the object had indeed been a meteor of some description, had been travelling at the speed of light and had landed on the surface of the sun. Curiously it seemed to be composed of metals, in a state of plasma, and emitted a vapor trail suggesting some sort of nuclear reaction. Subsequent scans showed irregular activity on the suns surface, although of course it was hard to tell Given the nature of a Stars atmosphere. Speculation abounded, one scientist even suggested these were some sort of carbon-based life forms, though of course he was laughed at by the rest of the scientists who thought him mad.
Life continued as normal for the next few months, and the anomaly, as yet unexplained, was largely forgotten, indeed the scientists inability to explain the phenomena was an embarrassment to them and they ceased to discuss it. In fact it was only entered in the log of one particular engineer, as a possible cause for disruption on satellite dxii s34 shortly after the event. Just a few weeks later however, the satellite ceased communications entirely, and again the scientists were baffled. It was out of visual scope, on its orbit around the planet. The last few signals seemed to indicate some sort nuclear blast, but being so close to the sun and such an inhospitable planet this was nothing unusual, although a little frustrating for the scientists who would have to wait a few weeks for it to come within range for repair. When the second satellite came around s34’s former position, there was nothing remarkable save for a mass of bodies identified as members the crab claw tribe. The rest of their people appear to have left their city, and it was assumed there had been a major battle there, although strangely the victors had not moved into the new territory as was customary. Perhaps it was because they had burnt the city to the ground, and for that matter much of the surrounding vegetation. In fact the only indication of the battle was the weaponry and rhinoar carcasses (a sort of boar/ rhino like creature ridden by the warriors). Had it been a simple forest fire the tribe would have evacuated, as had been witnessed on previous occasions. Two days later, as the telescopes panned the horizon a horrific scene emerged. The carnage was much the same as before except it was happening before their eyes. Scientists, soldiers and workers alike gathered to watch on the radio screens as hundreds of tribesmen, women and children were gathered together, fighting for their lives. Remarkably it appeared as though the scar and claw clans, hitherto sworn enemies, were back to back, fighting against an unspeakable force. At the forefront were invisible, shapeless creatures, lashing out with razor-sharp teeth and talons, clawing through the tribesmen, cutting, slashing and biting them mercilessly in a wave of destruction. These creatures, if you could call them such, were like a void of light, like black holes into which light and life were sucked mercilessly. The beings behind them were no less remarkable either. They were almost the antithesis of the ‘spooks’ as the aforementioned became known to the humans. They were like living flame, manifestations of the plasma the marines used in their weaponry. They gave off a bright light, that could even be faintly seen on the planet by the naked eye as the humans looked up in horror. Where they walked they left a trail of flames and embers, and behind them was nothing but scorched, black dust and charred bones. After 6 days the entire continent had been ravaged, and nothing was left save smoke and ash and black burnt rock. The scientists recorded this in a scramble and sent off their beacon ship, which they sent off every other month to transmit their findings. They argued at length over who or what these creatures were. It was widely believed they were chaos demons, and yet the two soldiers who had faced them had seen nothing like it in their time. Some speculated they were Dark Eldar, yet others that they were some warped version of the Necrons or Eldar. However there were no known colonies of these races within hundreds of light years, and if there had intelligence would have forewarned them. Professor Magnusson, who had put forth the theory of creatures adapted or evolved to live on the sun, again he was dismissed but he wrote his theory into the logs and it was sent out with the beacon ship the last time it ever left the colony. It remains to this day the primary source of information on the Solarians. A few days later the beacon ship was lost shortly after it transmitted its last message back to the Empire, and was returning to the outpost. A year later a squadron of Blood Angels arrived at the outpost, only to find it in much the same condition as the planet nearby. The life forms, whatever they were, were gone. Leaving nothing behind but their destruction.