Sons of the Crow

prologue

"There was no other way."

"No? What other ways did you try?"

"Sevatar…"

"Answer me, father. What politics of peace did you teach? What scientific and social illumination did you bring to this society? In your quest for a human utopia, what other ways did you try beyond eating the flesh of stray dogs and skinning people alive?"

Jago Sevatarion Prince of Crows to the Primarch Konrad Curze, M.31

The boy rose among the pile of bodies, covered in blood.

"father?" he pleaded in almost a whisper as he shook the body that had covered him "please wake up" he cried, tears filling his eyes "please..." his cries increasing in volume but still being almost drowned out by the sirens the blared throughout the chambers and corridors of the Ship, until suddenly... silence, the alarms stopped and the only sound was of a boy alone in a room of corpses crying for his father.

Ocra Borgis moved quickly through the corridors, gripping his lasgun to his chest and only stopping to unleash another blast of las beams into the passing rooms.

"wait," said Ingeth "do you hear that?"

"hear what Ingeth?" said one of the others with them, Ocra wasn't sure of his name

"Crying you fething scrote," said Ingeth "it's back from where we came from"

"we killed everything there Ingeth" Ocra smiled, it had felt so... liberating, to finally after all this rise up and take over this ship filled with pious hypocritical fools "are you sure it's not coming from ahead?"

"No i..." Ingeth started to say pausing as another sound reached his ears, a dull rhythmic thud coming from the opposite way to the crying, he raised his lasgun in the direction and left off a few shots down the passageway, watching the las rounds as they flew down and the thuds stopped "probably just the ship moving" he grunted turning round "lets head ba..." his sentence stopping suddenly yet again, as Ocra looked around to see what was wrong he saw Ingeths head was gone, just a spray of mist hitting the bulkhead as his body slowly fell to its knees and crashed to the ground and the echo of a gunshot dissipated down the passageway.

"what the?" Ocra whispered looking both ways and raising his Lasgun as yet another body fell next to him its entire shoulder and arm missing "open fire!" he yelled clicking the lasgun to full auto as another gunshot, much closer this time hit his ears and another body fell in front of him, revealing the source of the shots. a space marine in grey armor with his Boltgun raised and smoke flowing out of the barrel. Ocra screamed and aiming at the Marine placed his finger on the trigger just as the first bolt round hit him in the shoulder, flying through the air pain coursed through him as he fell on the deck, he looked at where the round had hit him his right shoulder, the round hadn't detonated though, instead it had punched out through his back and he was bleeding heavily, he coughed as the marine reached him.

The Astartes looked down on the heretic, pointing his boltgun at his face, uttering the only words he had said whilst he wiped out this heretic squad the Vox making it sound like a growl.

"scum"

Ocra opened his mouth to utter a curse to the Space Marine but before he could do so the Bolter barked once more and Ocra Borgis was silent forever more.

The boy lay on his father his tears flowing down his face still but his sobs silent, he had heard the gunshots and screams and was trying to stay as quiet as possible as the thuds came closer and closer to him before stopping suddenly.

He looked up at the doorway and saw a giant in armor standing there.

"why hello there," said the giant in a growl, he glanced away from the boy, the clicks coming from him sounded like the nose his father vox responder had made when he had shown him how to use it. The giant nodded before looking at the boy again as he lowered his weapon and walked slowly towards him, he removed his helm revealing his features to the boy, his jet black hair and Scar that ran next to his right eye almost to his chin.

He smiled at the boy "your safe with me now my lad... what is your name?"

the boy shook in fear before he answered his voice stammered but with just a hint of defiance in it he answered.

"Lylen... Lylen Bors"

"Well Lylen Bors, I am Lumos Remin of the Sons of the Crow chapter" he replied as he held his hand out to Lylen "come... you have no future here"