I do not own warhammer 40k in any way at all, it all belongs to Games Workshop, praise be to them battle brother.
The cold dark plains of Malor III were bathed in the blue luminescence of the planet's twin moons, the movement of small animals could be heard and a keen observer would have spied two figures sitting cross-legged on the dry earth. One was female and no older than twenty standard years, the other's age was indistinguishable, for he had a heavily augmented face, sporting mechanical eyes and an armoured skull devoid of hair.
"Are you sure you can feel it?" he asked in a strangely human voice considering the extent of his facial bionics.
"Well..I suppose I could be wrong"
"We have to be sure" His tone was somewhat authoritative "There can be no mistakes, especially at a time like this, you understand that?"
She knew what he meant by those last words but she didn't want to think about it. It was too terrifying to consider that even as they spoke Abaddon, scourge of the Imperium and champion of Chaos was waging his thirteenth black crusade across the Cadian sector. She shuddered at the memory of Abaddon, he was eight feet tall and taller still when encased in his suit of terminator armour. He bled hatred and malice into the air around him and no mortal had yet been able to hold his gaze. She could remember his wrath and his perverse joy, his unholy mental link to the daemon sword he always carried with him. His bellowing laugh and his roar of rage echoed in her mind as she tried to forget.
She was always trying to forget, some had told her to be proud of her memories because she had seen more of the darkness in this galaxy than even some of the most experienced Inquisitors. She found it impossible to be proud of what she had seen, the people she had lost and the places she had seen fall were too many to count anymore.
' Melennia of experience bound in the body of a 19 year old.' that was what she had been called before, it made her feel small, as if all she was not the one who had witnessed her memories but she had stolen them from another. Sometimes she wished she had stolen them, wished she hadn't been there.
She lay back on the grass and stared up at the starry blanket of the night sky, it seemed so tranquil, so serene, so much unlike the madness and violence that constantly washed through it.
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Half a world away, buried deep in an ocean trench, listening station B11-C/6 was awash with blood.
Once more the corridors echoed with human voices talking in hushed tones, their owners ears straining to pick up the gentle clicking against the plasteel flooring. Jacob crouched behind a radio console and calmly reloaded his laspistol, hands working through motions perfected by years of combat experience. He stood and peered over the top of his hiding place. The others had also found cover, but they were all cowering in fear, bodies shaking in terror as they waited to be found by the beasts that now inhabited the listening post. He cast a glance at the doorway, seeing it was clear and making his decision.
His sprang from his hiding place and started to sprint even as the plan formed in his mind. If he could reach the room that housed the short-range vox units he could at least warn the planetary governor and raise the alarm, so that his death would not be completely meaningless. He bounded out of the room and down the corridor. He tried to ignore the animal-like growls that rose from rooms that he passed, after a short while he could hear their hooves beating down on the floor after him. He knew he could never outrun them, and he prayed to the God-emperor that he could make it to the vox in time.
As he rounded the final corner and flung himself into the room he could hear the heavy breathing from behind him, he pulled the receiver from the vox and keyed in to central command on the emergency frequency.
"This is listening post B11-C/6" his voice shook with fear "We have a breach in realspace, activate counter.."
But Jacob never got to finish that sentence, he felt daemon talons rip through his unprotected body and as they did his soul went with them.
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Please R&R, I'm probably going to continue this because I just want to write it but you better review anyway otherwise I might lose heart and give up.