Chapter 1

Fur coats and rain drops.

Kaltor looked over the rusty rail that prevented him from falling from the high spire. Beneath him was the whole world. Everything. The hive city, the people and most impressive of all, those people were the imperial guard stationed on the planet. Though there was no official reasoning for them being here his uncle did not mind. It just meant that if they came under attack again they would be able to put up a better fight. They had not given him any reason for him to get them to leave and why would there be any reason to leave. Although his uncle was the planetary governor the guard could impose military control any time they like. Kaltor could see the dust and clouds forming below his spire blocking his view from the under world. Kaltor had been moved into his uncles palace when his mother had died 5 years ago and he never knew his father. He could have been anyone. Kaltor tilted his head to look up exposing his neck from his long fur coat. Slowly closing his eyes he remembered so vividly that eventful day in spring, the day that he lost everything that was dear to him.

The morning was still dark when the shelling started. The vile beasts had been shelling the city for days but not near them, in fact so far away they couldn't even see or hear it. He had seen the news reel yesterday and everything seemed to be fine. The PDF were holding their own keeping the orks at bay. But the brutal reality was that there was no PDF left, all of them dead or deserted. He and his mother were being escorted though the spire by some of his uncles body guards when the shock came. The door at the bottom of the stairs was battered in. A huge green beast appeared through the doorway crouching down to get through the small hole. In it's hands it was holding a makeshift axe with rotating barbs at the end. He looked into it's eyes and saw cold savagery. A drip of saliva started to drop out of it's mouth at the prospect of chopping the humans to shreds.

The first guards man stood in shock, not able to move as the great beast started to charge towards him shouting "WAAAGGHHHHHH!" it pounced on him like a predator on prey, exactly like predator on prey. He thought about the news reels that he has seen. How brave they all were. He new that he should stand his ground, but before he knew it he had pivoted on the spot and started running. Instantly feeling guilty about not thinking for his mother he looked over his shoulder to see her right in step behind him followed by the bodyguards. The ork must have noticed them trying to flee from the beast. It looked up with thick intelligence and glared with a cruel grin. The group of them ran towards the closest stair well and started to climb in anguish.

The ork began to charge down the hallway destroying floor tiles under its immense weight. Kaltor continued to press hard running seeking a spot to take refuge from the ork charging them. They got to the end of the hall way. A right turn was there to greet them. As they rounded the corner his mother slipped. Time seemed to slow as they both looked at each other knowing what was going to happen. She fell hard to the ground desperately trying to right herself before the ork caught her, but it was too late and with a fell swoop her life was extinguished, crushed by the ork's axe.

A small tear appeared in kaltor's eye as he lowered his head to bow in respect of his mother. He realised that he was holding on to the hand rail and let go. Putting his hands in his pockets he realised that it had started to rain and turned to head back inside. He took the five or so steps required to get inside his room. He took all of his belongings in and sighed at the site of them. Most of them were brand new, never touched and completely dust free. There was a knock at the door. This was not unexpected as it was almost time for him to walk to the dining hall. He regularly eat with the top brass of the community. He quickly looked at himself in the mirror and adjusted the strap of the belt, part of his best fur coat outfit. Never worn before, but costing a fortune. It barley fitted him, the belt line sat just above his waist line. He was beginning to wonder whether it was such a good time to be eating keeping in mind that he had just eaten a meal 3 hours ago. He was informed that this was more important than the normal affair and that all of the military officers would be there.

Hello, this is my first published piece of work! I hope you enjoy it, I will add weekly to it and hopefully finish it soon.