he everyone welcome to the First order. a rewrite Fanfiction inspired by both the Imperial orphan and Night lord of old Fanfictions. I hope that you enjoy reading this fanfiction of mine that was based off two of the best warhammer 40K fanficitons i have ever read seriously you should check them out. to find them just look up their author's MA7 and The reaper of valhalla i thank them for being my inspiration and by no means take credit for their work i do not own warhammer 40K by Gamesworkshop or the characters of both The imperial orphan and night lord of old both have been an great source of info and lore for my story and apologise to anyone who thought i was plagerising their works wasn't my intention and hope to be able to continue reading their works
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Chapter one. The battle on Macharia. The first order vs the Night lords traitor legion part 1.
On the shrine world of Ultima Macharia sat Franklin sevenson age fourteen outside the orphanage he called home for his entire life beginning his day kneeling remorsefully as he began his prayers of contrition, purity and redemption to a shrine of the holy saints of the emperor.
In the middle of the shrine was a grand illustration of the master of humanity himself sitting upon the golden throne.
CRACK!
A whip struck the flesh of Franklin's back filling the boy with agonising soul cleansing pain and pure worship as a woman's voice sounded out. "Franklin Sevenson you are here to repent for your heretical heritage. You may now confess your sins to the emperor and face his judgement". Said the nun.
"I confess and repent for the sins of my parents for they have turned from the light of the emperor". Franklin began.
CRACK!
The whip bit into the flesh of Franklin's back again cleansing pain wracked his body and mind but he sat there and embraced it as it purged him of all evil and purifying his soul.
"I repent for the sins of my father Luke Sevenson traitor Astartes and chaos lord for he has made a mockery of the emperor's divine protectors". Said Franklin as the whip struck him again.
CRACK!
"I repent for the sins of my mother Wendy Sevenson champion of the chaos god Slaanesh for she has so faithfully aided the arch enemy she became a favoured servant of the dark prince". He confessed as the whip struck him leaving a massive righteous gash across his tainted flesh.
CRACK!
"I repent for the sin of my birth not only was it conceived by abomidable heretics but also of a single bloodline". Franklin's fists clenched so tight his fingernails cut into his palms making them bleed. The shame gripped his soul like a cursed iron chain constricting around him threatening to crush the life from his body. His rage and shame shook to him to the core it took all the willpower franklin had to keep his body trembling with rage and sorrow.
How he hated the Sevensons but it failed in comparison to the hatred he had for his father. Luke Sevenson a traitor space marine a genocidal maniac, serial rapist and psychopathic sadist. Franklin swore on his life if he ever crossed paths with his father he would kill him slowly, painfully and in every way that traitor feared. And as for his mother to be so twisted and perverted to lay with her own brother it was nothing but shame for him waking up every single day and being reminded of the cursed and blasphemous blood that ran through his veins it was nearly enough to drive him mad.
All that kept him sane was his life here at the orphanage. The nuns chastisement and his friends here at the orphanage.
The confession lasted for a full hour as Franklin confessed his sins to the nun. The boy was beaten like this several times a day for the sin of his birth and has been this way since as far back as Franklin could remember. It is all he had ever known and life at the Orphanage of strict chastisement was all he ever knew and all he ever had.
The days at the orphanage strictly ordered into set time periods, set times for scourging, set times for study and set times for prayers. And what little free time he had to himself was spent in secret training himself and others who felt the same way in the art of warfare he wanted to be ready for the day he had his reckoning with the sevensons. And was grateful to the inquisition for saving him as a baby at times and at other times had wished they killed him when they found him to save him the pain of the shame and guilt he was cursed with by his heretic parents.
Franklin felt filthy thinking about his family heritage and welcomed the whip. he hated that filthy feeling all he ever wanted was a normal life to be loved to grow up to have a family but was robbed of that thanks to his parents.
He felt so defiled and unclean all the time which is why he welcomed the whip welcomed the pain as it left him feeling if only a little bit cleansed. "Franklin Sevenson you may rise". Said the nun.
"Sister, May the emperor smile upon you and your sisters". Franklin thanked the nun without breaking discipline for his well deserved punishment.
She nodded sternly and began reciting a prayer for the end of his scourging. "Young franklin you have confessed your sins and the Emperor welcomes you back into his light walk along his path and you will find salvation within your soul". The sister said religously.
Franklin bowed and left with the other boys who were also leaving their confessionals. Franklin went outside to get his morning exorcise and went to his usual secret place on the grounds. It was a little workshop he made for himself in a hollow under a tree behind the orphanage one of the perks of the orphanage being up hill to a scrap yard.
And only he could enter and exit it without being seen. In his workshop were tools he scavenged from the scrap yard and repaired. He spent his free time making weapons with blessings engraved into the weapons most read 'protected are the faithful'. Most were auto and stub guns and las-weapons and a couple of custom made melta guns along with something new that he invented that he called pulse weapons and every round of ammunition he had made had the words 'slay the arch enemy' and 'death to the wicked' scripted into each bullet.
And he had crafted quite the stockpile. But the thing was Franklin had no idea how he was doing this. Both knowing the names and using tools for which he had never had any training for as if the emperor himself was guiding his hands. Macharia was his world, the orphanage of strict chastisement his home the other children his brothers and the nuns the closest thing to motherly figures he had. He was an unworthy child of heretics and yet the emperor gifted him with so much.
Franklin had knowledge of things he shouldn't. He knew how to make and maintain guns and ammunition he knew how to fight with guns, swords, knives and his bare hands. He also knew battle tactics and strategies without studying any books or military history. But he didn't question the gifts the emperor gave him. And he would be damned if he didn't use them to defend his home and his people.
After crafting another dealer of death and devastation that would bring about pain, misery and death to the followers of the dark powers he returned to the orphanage for supper. As he walked his way to the mess hall he was seen by Sister Mary Cortez.
A sweet and gentle woman of the cloth she helped raise the children at the orphanage since infant-hood. She never wanted to be stationed at such a harsh and strict facility but grew to love the children as her own.
Being a nun she had sworn an oath of celibacy so getting pregnant and having children was out of the question. She hated how she and the other nuns had to beat and chastise the children the mother superior said it was to save their souls and put them on the right path. At times sister Mary thought she was being tested by the emperor there were moments where she would in the privacy of her own quarters just kneel down and cry.
These children were good boys they said their prayers did their chores and were faithful to the emperor. There were times when sister Mary had spoken against the mother superior about the treatment of the children. Only to be told that it was for the children's own good to keep them from falling to the ruinous powers.
Sister Mary prayed for the children every day especially Franklin. Her sweet little boy she raised him from the first day he had came to the orphanage. She changed his diapers bathed him and bottle fed him. She had come to think of him as her own son. Which made her hate having to do her duty even more.
Gathering her faith and resolve she just continued on to her duty and prayed for frankin's strength to persevere.
(Later that night)
Franklin sat in the bath as he cleaned himself in the ice cold water that filled his tub. He welcomed the icy chill of the water it both helped numb the pain of his injuries given to him during chastisement but brought about a new cleansing pain in his body especially in his testicles.
Suddenly to his horror he saw he had an erection and willed it to go down but it didn't the shame he felt was beyond understanding as he thought to himself. 'What is wrong with me'.
Franklin immediately called for assistance. One of the nuns came. "What is it franklin". She asked. "I have a sinful swelling Sister". Said Franklin with nought but shame on his face and in his voice.
The nun looked at him in disgust. "Filthy boy stand at attention now!". The nun shouted furiously before leaving the room and then returned with a cane in her hands then proceeded to swat the tip of his genitals with it terrible force wracking franklin's body with agonising pain but to his horror his erection didn't go down but simply became harder.
The nun hit it again and again it became more engorged than before. Franklin desperately and frantically willed it to go down but the intense feeling of inevitability filled his manhood. The nun had swatted it so hard that the cane she used for his chastisement snapped in two and Franklin felt a feeling of intense pleasure as he felt something pushed out of his penis through unstoppable muscle contractions.
His own flesh betraying him to do such sinful things. The nun screamed in outrage and Franklin was horrified with himself. What had he just done.
Franklin's tainted cursed blood coloured his face a bright crimson as he stood fully dressed in the personal library of the holy mother superior of the orphanage. She was also head of security for the orphanage and Supreme commander of the Convent of militant Sororitas station on the planet to guard the children from all threats.
Franklin was brought before her after the incident in the washroom by the two nuns monitoring them. Once there he stood at attention until the mother superior said otherwise. But she hadn't said a word since he arrived only looking at him with a calculating stare from behind her beautifully carved wooden desk.
And he would wait there until the Elder Sororitas decided to give him her judgement for his sin. Even if he must stand there waiting there for hours just to receive the emperor's forgiveness.
And when that time came he would gladly load the bolter himself. The mother superior stood up to her full height. "Disgusting sinful child". She said calmly with a cold, righteous undertone that could freeze a sun solid. Dressed in her blessed red and black power armour with her helmet on the corner of her desk. A purity seal decorated her left pauldron with a blessed rosary hanging from a golden chain around her neck.
Her face was scarred and weathered from years of war and battle a trio of jagged lines dragged across her face with the emblem of the Adeptus Sororitas tatooed under her right eye.
All this added beauty to her holy form while adding a layer of terror and awe to the beholder as well. "I will not have perversity in my orphanage". The mother superior stated calmly with controlled outrage. Paralysing Franklin with fear almost causing him to tremble and break discipline.
Franklin said nothing unless he was told to. He willed himself to be still and silent not moving at all except for his controlled breathing lest he be punished for insulting a holy Sororitas of the order of our martyred lady by his incompetence.
"You are the son of two depraved heretical perverts and it seems the seed does not fall far from the tree. And despite your best efforts to purge the sin out of you, you still unconsciously grow up to be like your parents". The sororitas stated a matter of factly.
The accusation burned deep into his soul. Franklin's face was as still as stone with deep shame and self loathing carved into his expression. The mother superior's words cut him deeper than any sword and burned him hotter than hellfire.
It was all the boy could do to stem the flood of tears from his eyes that threatened to flow should he blink as he silently cried in shame and repentance. He was a sevenson after all.
A sinner by birth... the thought of this nearly broke Franklin's already fragile heart.
"Now confess your sins child". The mother superior demanded.
"Yes mother superior. I confess the sins of perversity and culmination". Said Franklin. "And what sinful perversions were on your mind at the time. What caused this vile filth to happen". She calmly demanded.
"Nothing at all Mother...". Franklin was cut off by the mother superior's hand slamming down on the desk.
"I will not tolerate your lies young man, Now confess!". She demanded he cold eyes boring into his soul. "I was contemplating the pain of the cold in my genitals while I was in the bath mother superior I was focused on the purifying pain that was suppose to purge my soul of all sinful things and the corruption of my heritage". Said Franklin hanging his head in shame before taking a deep breath and looking the mother superior straight in the eye.
"The thoughts of the pain I suffer every day to cleanse my soul so I can be a rightful untainted servant of the emperor was on my mind when I got the sinful swelling. I tried to will it to go down and when it wouldn't the sister punished me with canes I thought only to be rid of this sinful feeling for the pain to cleanse me of these heretical actions and the shame that I felt the touch of the cane caused the incident mother superior". Said Franklin with great shame.
The mother superior paused a moment when a grim look adorned the features of her battle hardened face. "Do you swear upon the light of the emperor that what you say is the absolute truth". She asked coldly.
Franklin looked at her sorrow evident on his face. "Yes mother superior I swear by the emperor that what I say is the truth". He said quietly. The mother superior sat down behind her desk lacing her fingers together a cold calculating stare.
"Very well the sisters will decide your punishment once you return to your room you are dismissed Franklin". Said the mother superior just before Franklin decided to break rank. "Mother superior...". Franklin started before he was interrupted by the mother superior.
"You dare speak out against a Cannoness Preceptor of the order of our martyred lady!". She roared in outrage and with blinding speed appeared in front of Franklin in a blink of an eye freezing his blood with fear.
The sound of a bolter round being chambered was deafening. Franklin stood at attention using all his will power not to move terrified at the notion to suffer the righteous wrath of a Adeptus Sororitas.
"By your heritage alone you should have been burned at the stake along with your parents and I should execute you to keep your corruption from infecting those around you. So before you die what do you have to say". She demanded with murder in her voice.
The holy wrath of a adeptus Sororitas was before him and the blessed holy metal of her bolter was mere centimetres from his nose he looked up at her trembling in fear as he spoke.
"Am I... truly damned". He said with silent tears falling from his eyes as all hope now had left him. And just then the unthinkable happened. Mother superior the Cannoness Preceptor of all the militant adeptus Sororitas of the order of our martyred lady on planet Macharia hardened verteran of a thousand battles against the enemies of mankind and head of security of the orphanage of strict chastisement visibly flinched as if the words cut deep into her flesh.
"What?...". She said shocked and confused. "Am I truly damned I pray I receive chastisement and am purged of sinful thoughts every day but still...". Frankling now on his knees and openly crying.
The bolter was lowered to its rightful resting place in it's mag holster. "What compels you to say such things my child". The mother superior asked. "My actions today were of a sinful nature mother superior and a constant reminder of my thrice damned sinful bloodline of heretics and daemon worshippers. That the corruption in my bloodline may take my soul no matter what I do that I am cursed to become the very thing I hate most in this world and the very thought of it drives me mad!". He shouted crying even harder now his body tired and his once strong foundations now weak and crumbling away from the hopelessness of it all.
"Look at me my child". The mother superior said in a calm and soothing voice. Franklin looked upon her with tear filled eyes. "You are a child of the god emperor your soul belongs under his loving gaze until you willingly turn away from his love and holy light". She said placing a hand on his shoulder to reassure him and helped him to his feet.
"You are never truly damned until you damn yourself". She said to him this revelation hit him with the force of a tsunami and shook him to his very core. He had never seen or heard the nuns of this orphanage speak or act like this before and for the mother superior to say this to him.
It was more believable for him that the emperor would forgive him and his faith now fully restored and renewed with a strength that many would be hard found to rival. "Now clean your face and report to your duties I will not have tardiness in this institution young man". The mother superior said sternly.
Gone was the motherly comfort and back was the mother superior he had always known franklin bowed and then left to commence his duties and face his punishment. After he left a small prideful curve formed on the mother superior's lips as she returned to her duties as well.
(The next day)
Franklin was feeling very exhausted from the events of yesterday as he ate his morning meal the talk with the mother superior had been greatly uplifting especially after the events of last night which had upset him greatly.
The night on the scourging rack had been extremely tranquil and calming. Though it had wiped him out it had put him at ease allowing him to mentally design new weapons and technologies to protect the people of Macharia and in turn the people of the imperium.
Sister mary looked to Franklin from afar. She had heard what had happened to him last night. At first she was angry at the mother superior but then relented knowing that she being angry wouldn't do anything positive if she stayed angry.
She was a nun which meant her innocence was still intact so no babies one of the many sacrifices that was made for the emperor. But she knew well that the emperor rewarded the faithful.
She had raised so many children into fine servants of the emperor that she couldn't help her maternal instincts to view them as her own children and had accepted them as such and she would die to protect them from those who would do them harm like any mother would her children.
In her years at the orphanage she had seen many boys who had developed Franklin's problems before. Despite what they told the children it wasn't all that uncommon to ejaculate while being caned.
These boy's franklin's age were beginning their transgression into adulthood and such came new problems the boys have never had to deal with before. These children knew only punishment and pain. And were refused any amount of unnecessary pleasure in fear that they may be tempted by the ruinous touch of chaos.
Franklin wasn't the first of these boys and he wouldn't be the last. He would be like the other boys be trained to be perfectly celibate. But that would not be something they would master immediately. Sister mary had raised Franklin when he was just a few weeks old.
She taught him how to walk how to talk and despite her cold strict demeanour she loved these children with all her heart. And it hurt her so much to not be able to show her children just how much she loved them.
Franklin had never been a rebellious child. He had always been quiet, obedient and humble completely disciplined and devout. And responded perfectly to the whip he was also intelligent almost frightfully so and even inspired to work for the Inquisition when he grew up so as to redeem himself and his bloodline void the sins of his blood family dating back all the way to their ancestors.
Absolutely a promising boy in all regards with no incidents on his record until recently. Sister mary moved from the window and continued her patrol of the corridors. On patrol to find any child not in bed and to deliver appropriate punishment to those who were breaking curfew. Though she doubted she would find any in the dorms where the eldest children slept.
As she walked the halls she looked to the yard again and saw franklin in the scourging rack outside in the cold harsh rain and saw that something wasn't right. She saw Franklin shivering on the ground face first in the mud and falling in and out of consciousness.
She ran out to the yard and rushed poor Franklin to the infirmary. After getting Franklin medical help she walked into the office of the infirmary to see the other nuns including the mother superior.
"Well it will teach him not to sin again". Said mother superior. "There is a difference between necessary punishment and sadistic abuse for emperor's sake Franklin was moments from death's door!". Shouted Sister Mary.
"Look I don't want Franklin dead either but we must be vigilant! And do what we can to keep him from falling to the powers of chaos". Said mother superior.
"I blame the boy's mother for his current problems I mean she I is a champion of Slaanesh". Said Sister Martha. "But that isn't possible! We got him as a baby he was pure and we raised him right!". Said Sister Mary crossly as the talk for Franklin's soul was clearly making her upset.
"Sister Mary I know that you believe that many of us want to believe that. But this is a god of chaos we are talking about they have ways of corrupting even the most faithful and devout of men and women. I mean the Horus heresy is a terrible lesson in this". Said Sister Annabelle.
Sister Mary looked at Franklin's sleeping form in the hospital bed and then back to her fellow nuns. "You may not have faith in him Sister. But I do in all the children here but Franklin he's special I have a feeling that this unassuming child will become a heralded legend in the imperium one that will be remembered forever". Said Sister Mary.
The nuns looked to Sister Mary as if she knew something they didn't. "How can you be so sure Sister Mary". Asked the mother superior. "All things have a purpose the emperor ordains it so. This boy is pure of heart he is a kind and righteous spirit. And his faith is strong like the foundation our cathedral was built on. He won't be turned from the light have faith sisters", Said Sister Mary.
(in Franklin's dreams)
Franklin woke up and then got off the ground only to see that he wasn't in the courtyard of the orphanage any more. There he saw a man a powerful and beautiful man perfect in every way dressed in golden armour.
"Hello Franklin do you know who I am". The man said his soft but powerful voice moved the young boy to his very soul.
"yes I do my lord". Said Franklin kneeling before the man. "Please my child there is no need for that". Said the man. Franklin looked at him but his eyes betrayed him. Showing all the pain, sorrow and shame he had held down deep inside himself not being able to hold back the tide any longer.
The man picked up on this. "Young Franklin you have nothing to be ashamed I forgive you of your self perceived sins my faithful son. The trials ahead will be hard and the forces of chaos will be looking to both corrupt and kill you at every turn. Here take this gift it is for you and your comrades you will find it useful I will be watching over you all so have faith my chosen one". Said The Emperor raising his hand at Franklin enshrouding him in a warm and gentle light.
(Back at the infirmary)
The nuns accept for Sister mary had left she had stayed to watch over Franklin as he recovered when she looked to see young Franklin she saw his body wreathed in a golden light a light that felt soft safe and secure it felt holy. "I was right about him the emperor has a plan for you Franklin I just pray that you don't have to suffer anymore". She said queitly.
(In Orbit around Macharia's moon)
"Chaos lord Sevenson We've found him he's on Macharia". Said one a Chaos space marine.
"Are you sure". Said Luke Sevenson. "Yes my lord our spy on macharia has provided solid evidence and our scouting party's last transmission confirms it". Said the chaos Space marine. Luke sevenson smiled revealing his fanged maw. "Augusta prepare a rescue party its time to bring my son home!". Luke Sevenson commanded.
"Yes father I shall leave at once". Augusta said his demonically distorted voice reverbarating in the throne room of the ship.
(Back on Macharia)
"And thats when I saw him wreathed in a glow of golden light". Said Sister mary to the mother superior. "It felt soft warm and compassionate I felt safe as if the emperor was in the very room beside me could it be that franklin is a living saint". Asked Sister Mary. The mother superior looked at her with neutral eyes hearing this revelation had made her wonder about a great many things.
"I am not saying that I may or may not believe you sister Mary I mean you just brought in young Franklin near dead and could have been traumatised by seeing him in such a state it's clear that you care for the boy Sister mary but I should warn you not to get to close it never ends well". Said the Mother superior.
Sister Mary frowned at this. "I know what I saw Mother superior and as for the other statement I love all the children here. I hate hurting them and denying them a childhood seeing them in pain hurts my soul more than anything. But the only reason I do it is because I hate the thought of loosing them to the ruinous powers more then I hate chastising them to me they are all my children. Now if you don't mind I have to do my rounds". Said Sister Mary rather snappily.
The night went on when Franklin woke up he was escorted back to his room. On that night a loud and bitter thunderstorm raged in the far sky heralding the coming of terrifying events and people.
A nun had been walking back to her room when she noticed a door open. The cold bitter air blew around her when she came to look to see who had opened it just as she reached out for the handle something had grabbed her from behind and a sharp pain was felt in her abdomen she looked down only to see a large knife with chaos decorations on the blade in her gut slitting it open and only when she saw her attacker did she scream.
The large figure had smirked revealing an large amount of warp twisted fangs the figure brought the sister close to him and whispered words that shook her to the core. "I've come for my brother". He said quietly in a calm voice when she screamed it ended in a flash.
The large intruder plunged it's hand into the gaping gut wound of the nun and began scribing something on the wall then left to continue its mission.
Sister mary walked down the corridor only to see a door ripped open and footprints on the floor. She grew frightened someone or something very large was in the orphanage it couldn't have been a person as the orphanage was too far away from any settlement or town and began hoping it wasn't one of the local predators as nothing short of a bolter round could put them down. Sister mary ran to seek help when she came across a nun.
"Oh sister thank the emperor I think something is in the orphanage...". Sister mary went to walk around to face the front of the nun when she fell back screaming as she saw that the nun was dead gutted and violated before looking to the far wall.
'Franklin your family has come'
There in that moment only one terrifying thought ran through Sister mary's mind.
'The night lords are here!'
Franklin awoke from the sounds of terror that could be heard from down the hall as did the other boys in his dorm room. They saw many other nuns run off to investigate the commotion only to hear them screaming blue murder as well.
The boys got out of bed and made a judgement call to see what was going on. "Form up!". Franklin commanded the other boys lined up in ranks like veteran soldiers. "there is something in the shadows that dares to invade our home that has come looking for our blood but we will leave it wanting. For the emperor!". Franklin barked at the boys.
"FOR THE EMPEROR!". The boys replied in kind. Franklin broke out a stash of weapons he had made and looked to his comrade brothers. "If it isn't one of us or one of the nuns. You are free to engage". He said. As they all filed out and ran locked loaded and ready to kill whatever was stupid enough to come uninvited into their home.
They ran only to see the nuns gathered around something it was a body. "Captain franklin look that's Sister martha". Said one of the boys. "Form around the nuns nothing gets to them if it moves kill it!". Shouted Franklin like a seasoned Commisar ordering his troops about the battle field. The nuns saw the boys run around them and then heard a lot of weapons being cocked.
"Sister Martha may the emperor protect you and take you to paradise". He prayed as he closed her eyes and collected her blood stained aquilla. Then franklin saw something that turned his blood ice cold.
Written on the wall with Sister Martha's blood were the words 'Franklin your family has come'. It was then that the ice cold fear turned into a blazing inferno of rage. "All hands full alert! Our enemy approaches!". Franklin roared as something emerged from the shadows snarling and talking in chaos induced tongues.
"FIRE!". Franklin bellowed like a commander on the battle field the roar of gun fire was heard over the raging thunderstorm outside the boys stopped firing once their targets stopped moving forward after falling down dead. Franklin walked up to one of the dead bodies only to see the mark of slaanesh on what used to be a man now shot into so many pieces that it wasn't funny. "Heretics it just had to be heretics and slaanesh worshipping heretics at that". Franklin spat angrily. "Franklin what are you boys doing up it isn't safe out here". Cried Sister mary with worry. "We made a judgement call and came to see what was going on and yes we saw sister martha may she rest in peace at the emperor's side. We need to leave now the night lords are here and they have surely heard the gunfire".Said Franklin.
He turned to the other boys. "We must evacuate the entire facility first we get the nuns to the garage and then while they prepare adequate transport we evacuate the rest of the children in the orphanage and if any heretics stupid enough to get in our way you are to vape them on sight Am I CLEAR!". Franklin barked.
"SIR YES SIR!". The boys replied as they readied their weapons and began the evacuation. The sounds of deafening gunfire and violence could be heard throughout the eastern wing of the orphanage. Augusta followed the sounds of warfare and came upon a wall made of the corpses of the cultists he and his unit had brought with them.
"Damn that is sick I knew those bolter bitches were psychotic but this is ridiculous". Said one of the Nightlord space marines. Augusta looked at the bodies and hmm'd. "No... These wounds weren't made by a bolter not of any kind i've seen anyway. Most likely a large calibre stub gun or auto weapon I'm also seeing laser wounds as well wounds from an energy weapon I haven't seen before". Said Augasta examining the dead bodies.
On the other side of the corpse wall was franklin and his group listening through the wall. "They are behind the wall now PUSH!". Franklin ordered. He and the other boys pushed the wall causing all the corpses that made it fall right on top of the night lords including Augusta.
"Now fall back we'll take them in the corridor!". Said Franklin the boys ran to the end of the corridor. 'this is perfect in a narrow area like this their numbers will be useless and with their large bulky size they won't be able to move much at all like shooting fish in a bottle necked barrel. I actually feel almost bad for those twits almost'. Thought Franklin.
Just then the night lords appeared at the other end of the hallway. But they refused to move closer. "Why aren't they advancing!". Asked one of Franklin's comrades. "Those sons of bitches must have figured out what we had planned. That or they're sensors found the land mines. Lets try to piss them off into coming in". Said Franklin.
"Would that really work". Asked one of the boys. "Yeah these chaos marines are cunning there's no doubt but they like anything else that worships slaanesh are as dumb as they come". Said Franklin.
One of said chaos space marines took offence and spoke up. "Hey you take that back you little shit!". He yelled angrily. "Make me you big pink dumbass you look like a hemaroid on a stick and you smell like hajersnip piss too". Franklin taunted. This pissed the night lord off terribly and went to blow franklin's head of only to be pistol whipped by Augusta.
"That's enough we are not killing my brother!". He roared. "Brother! Do not be afraid I am Augusta your half brother I, we your family have come for you to take you away from this horrible place". Said Augusta with his hands up showing that he meant no harm.
"And as for your battle brothers well we have women that could give them what they want and need too. I mean you are children of Slaanesh like me and my brother franklin...".
A Loud gunshot was heard as Augusta looked at his hand his bolter had been blown from his hands. Clutching his now injured hand he saw the person responsible. Holding a double barrrelled pistol that reminded all who saw if of a stormbolter with both barrels still smoking in his hand was Franklin. "You invade our planet, barge into our home uninvited and then go around killing and defiling the very people that raised us then you have the gall tell us that your here to rescue us as if we were idiots thinking we'd believe you?". Said Franklin now visibly fuming with rage.
"Bitch you just crossed the line". Said Franklin and his men as they opened fire at Augusta and his chaos battle brothers driving them out ot the corridor and behind cover again. "Captain team A has reported in they have successfully evacuated both the nuns and the remaining children their just waiting on us". Said a boy wearing glasses.
"thank you comms officer Oliver. We need to fall back we won't need to worry they'll either risk going through the mine field or double back around either way we will have plenty of time to escape. We need to go to the garage now Fall back!". Said Franklin.
(at the Garage)
"Treads out of all the vehicles here you pick this rust bucket this won't even make it past the front gate before breaking down". Said Franklin looking at a rusty old bus that looked like it would fall apart if hit by a small gentle breeze.
"I'm sorry captain this was the only vehicle in working order there is an armoured personal carrier but there is a slight problem with it". Said Treads as he took Franklin too see the vehicle.
There sitting on the floor beside the large vehicle was an engine block. "Treads please tell me that this (Franklin pointing to the engine block) doesn't go into that (Franklin now pointing at the atc) and that this engine block goes into another atc and this one is operational". Asked Franklin.
Tread shook his head. "Of course not because that would asking way too much. Slam did the other children get out". Asked Franklin. A rather large boy came up to him and saluted. "Yes captain the younger children were sent on ahead of us with a majority of the sisters of battle all but Sister Mary the mother superior along with the surviving nuns from the orphanage and a third of the adeptus Sororitas security force stayed here with us". Said Slam.
Slam Samson formerly under the name of strapon was the son of slaanesh worshippers from house Goliath. Slam was always a shy child his size always put others of even some of the nuns. He wasn't a violent boy in fact he hated hurting people but while he hated fighting he wasn't afraid to fight for what he believed in and the people he cared about. At the age of fourteen like the other boys he stood a whopping six foot four and built like a grox.
He helped till the fields with the other boys as the one who was pulling the plough with his bare hands. But at the moments his bare hands were full with holding a large shotgun which had been fired recently.
Franklin knew the type of person Slam was. He walked over to him placing a hand on his friend's shoulder. "Slam I know you hate fighting I know you hate violence and hurting others. But you need to understand that these enemies that chase us aren't people they're monsters that mean to corrupt us and to do us harm. You did nothing wrong you fought to protect yourself, your home and your people. The emperor smiles on you Slam you protect that which he has built now resupply and mount up Sargent we're moving out in three minutes". Said Franklin.
"Yes sir". Said Slam. "Well you heard the captain reload resupply and mount up we're out of here in three minutes!". Said Slam exerting his authority.
They all got onto the bus and as they made their way to the front gate an explosion tore the garage open and the night lords came charging out. "Captain we've got company!". Shouted Slam. "All hands weapons free!". Shouted Franklin as they all opened fire on the night lords even the battle sisters fired on Franklin's command.
The Night lords just pushed through the gun fire. Franklin turned to another boy as they crossed the bridge. "Boomer NOW!". Boomer nodded and then pulled out a detonator and pressed the switch.
The explosion that was heard just consumed the bridge. Everyone on the bus turned to look back as the night lords began throwing a rather violent tantrum at the scuttling of the bridge.
"I do not believe it these young boys not only saved us for the time being they were brave enough to fight traitor astartes maybe you were right sister Mary". Said the mother superior.
Sister mary smiled gently "It is as I said Mother superior everyone and everything has a purpose the emperor ordains it so. And these brave young men franklin especially their purpose will be among the greatest in the history of the imperium". Said Sister Mary as she smiled quietly as she watched the boys working together.