Deep in the forest, an ancient pillar stands, hidden away from the prying eyes of the inhabitants of this world. Suddenly, a blue light, like a ball of lightning appears, sputtering out of existence as fast as it appeared, leaving behind only a tall, thin figure. Holding a spear that seems to sing as well as what looks like a long barreled pistol with a bulbous end, just above the figures hand, and a thin barrel. The pistol is colored bone white, along with much of the figure itself. The figure, assumedly a female, has glowing blue runes running up and down a dark blue and black cloth which covers the torso and legs of the figure. The figure's head, not wearing a helmet, has long, red hair fixed into a long ponytail and a perfect, angular face. The most intriguing about the figures face, however, is her seemingly glowing violet eyes and her pointed ears.
~??? PoV~
"Where am I? By Isha, this is not what I expected." I thought, my eyes scanning and scrutinising every detail around me. "I should be back upon the Craftworld." Turning around, my eyes widened in shock. The upper half of the Webway Gate that brought me here was completely gone. "This cannot be! This shouldn't have brought me here with it in this condition!" As my shock subsided, gunfire sounded in the distance, turning towards the direction the sound came from, it occurred to me that this may be the only way to get off world. "It doesn't sound far off." Mentally pushing my doubts and the small pang of fear into the back of my mind, I ran towards the sound with the grace and speed befitting of my race.
~Alicia's PoV~
"There's too many of them, at this rate... No! I can't think like that!" Suddenly, the sound of an engine could be heard up the street. "IMPERIAL TANK!" I heard being shouted across. "A tank?! We can't fight that!" The sound of another Ragnite engine sounded behind us. Daring to look behind, I found a tank in our colors, but it doesn't look like any tank I've seen before, not that I've seen very many. A familiar voice sounds, one I didn't expect. "Alicia! We're here to help!" "Welkin?! Where did you get a tank?!" "It's my father's!" He replied. "Now, let's push these Imperials back!" The cannon sounded, demolishing the Imperial tank in front of us. Many shouts of relief sounded from our side, while those of alarm came from the other. The Imperials refused to fall back however. "Come on everyone! Don't stop now!
~??? PoV~
Making it to the edge of a small primitive town, I heard a cannon fire and saw a new stack of smoke not too far ahead. "It seems I landed on a feudal world... The only question is how they'll react to my presence." Stalking around the edges of the town, I saw a lot of blue clad corpses along a few clad in silver armor, but clad in red uniforms instead. "Humans? The troublesome humans are everywhere." I holstered my shuriken pistol and picked up a wooden rifle. "They're only equipped with auto guns." I mused. "They hardly represent a threat to my psychic barrier, let alone my wraithbone armor." A sudden shot grabbed my attention, along with the clatter of metal against stone. Looking towards the annoyance I discovered one of the men clad in red holding an auto gun pointed towards me. With his helmet off, I saw that his eyes were full of fear. Dropping the auto gun, I walked towards him with my singing spear in hand. He dropped his weapon and gave up. He looked up at me as I stood over him with my spear ready to impale his chest. He understood what I was going to do and nodded, closing his eyes. I struck and ended him quickly. Pulling my spear from his corpse, I strolled at a slower pace past him and into the city, noticing more of his red clad comrades firing on the men in blue. Deciding to intervene I readied my spear and struck the nearest soldier.
~Alicia's PoV~
I kept firing at the Imperial position when I noticed a sudden flash out of the corner of my eye and saw that the imperial soldier there disappeared behind the sand bags. In his place, however, was a figure clad in bone white armor and black cloth, with glowing runes on the cloth visible as it turned to look at me. "Valkyria..." I whispered in disbelief, unbelieving of my own eyes. Before I knew it, no one was firing anymore and all eyes were on the tall figure. It looked away and stabbed another Imp with it's spear. "It's on our side..?!" I said, just as shocked as everyone else. The Imps, however, started to fire on the newly identified enemy, but all the bullets stopped just before hitting her and clattered to the ground. Realizing they wouldn't win, they yelled in fear and started to retreat, most likely to regroup and inform their commander. Suddenly, the figure let lightning out of it's palms, further shocking the militia and killing much of the retreating force. Satisfied, it walked towards us.
~??? PoV~
Finished with disposing of the red attackers, I walked towards the blue defenders. "I can't afford to make an enemy of both sides in this conflict, as much as I despise the idea, I suppose I should make friends with the Mon-Keigh." "Hello!" I yelled in low Gothic. "May I ask who you are?"
AN: Hello all readers! Thank you for giving The Aeldari Chronicles a read! I've had this idea bouncing around in my head for a while and finally decided to share it. I'll try to update every other week, updates may be late however. But anyway, hope you enjoyed the first chapter and I'll hopefully see you in the next one! Until next time.