Hidden secrets
Disclaimer: I do not own any of warhammers items. I made this story so people can enjoy short novels.
Hidden Secrets
Captain Uron's communications ship drifted through the Imperial galaxy, nearly at their destination. The strange signal was still beeping and flashing on the radar. It had been doing that since the ship had entered the old imperial forge sector on the urban rim of the galaxy the Imperial controlled. Captain Uron walked into the navigation sector of the ship.
"Any more news on what the signal is pointing to?" Uron asked the navigation officer, who is standing on a high up point where he watched over the navigationers.
"Yes cap'ain, we've found out that the dot is actually a location that hasnt been found on our maps before." replied the navigation officer. Uron started laughing.
"That's absurd, the maps given to each ship have every location in the imperial galaxy, and even places further than that. how can it of missed this location?" One of the navigation personnel interrupted the conversation with an idea of his own.
"Could be a number of things cap'ain, a bug in the computer, a malfunction. We are on the edge of the imperial galaxy so it's possible for that to happen." there was silence for a few seconds, till the navigationer remembered what he hadn't said.
"Captain".
"well start a network clearance to find any bugs or malfunctions while I check if everything is ok on the rest of the ship", replied Uron as he walked out of the room, not bothering to check if they saluted.
Uron entered the rusting jail with a group of personnel guardsmen carrying las pistols and shotguns. Leading the group was guardsmen sergeant Stryke. That wasn't his real name of course, but he got it from the scar that came down the left side of his face like lightning through a cloud. He was one of the best drill sergeants around that rim of the galaxy. Stryke gave no mercy to his guardsmen if they failed or pleaded to take a break.
"has he been cooperating?" Uron demanded off Stryke. Stryke glanced at the chaos cultist, as the expression of the imperial enemy was the same of 4 hours ago. He moved closer to Uron.
"He hasn't answered anything and his expression hasn't changed. There's something weird about the guy", Stryke quietly replied to Uron. The cultist got up from his dead position in the corner of the damp room and came over to the jail bars so his face slid partly through them.
"Are you the captain?" the cultist chuckled.
"Hey nice guess, chaos shit" replied Uron in a mocking way as he brought his fist upwards at the cultist. He was repelled backwards and there was a crack, as bone, blood and flesh spiralled across the room. The cultist started coughing in the corner of the room as he looked back at the captain and laughed through the blood coming out of his mouth.
"I've had enough of chaos infesting this ship; if he hasn't got any information about the chaos battle ships heading for the imperial fleet Rellecka, shoot him, or I'll do it.
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