Souls of Fate
Souls of fate is a tale of a lucky guardsman sniper (yeah that's me) and an Eldar farseer meeting amid a conflict upon an imperial planet. Rated M for gore, language and later sexual content. And for those of you who call me a noob writer, your right. This is my first story so reviews and advice both appreciated and requested. Right, on with the show.
The sniper groaned, he`d been in the guard not even a month and he was now in the middle of a defensive game against the Eldar, and the Eldar were winning. The sniper raised his trusty long-las and aimed down his sight. He could see many Eldar guardians, a few banshees and bingo, an autarch. The sniper took a deep breath, held it, and put a las beam straight into the autarchs head.
A rustling behind him made him turn, his rifle at the ready, but it was sliced out of his hands. The sniper dodged the first swipe, rolled and brought out his hot-shot laspistol. He store down his Eldar opponent. A farseer.
Frakking perfect, outmatched and outplayed the sniper thought.
The sniper fired his hot-shot laspistol as fast as he could but the farseer dodged each beam and put her witchblade into his left shoulder and pinned him against a tree.
"Why are you here Human?"
The sniper coughed, then replied "well this is one of the imperiums planets"
"I meant why are you here at our webway gate?"
"I`m a sniper, if you look at my long-las"
The sniper suddenly groaned in pain and slumped unconscious.
Poor human thought the farseer "Arowen, Erasnel, carry the human back to camp, he has much to answer"
That's chapter 1 folks, although it's also a test run here to see the reaction of you lot. Feel free to give me advice, just don't flame, because as stated at the start, this IS my first story.