Author's Note: Heres chapter two, hope it's liked, please reveiw! Thanx to The Templar for giving the Commissar's name! :D Kasrkin-Ghost
When he entered the grey, concealed bunker he took off his great coat and put it carefully on the maroon coat and hat stand next to him. His assistant, a female kasrkin, handed him some paper. Some of the papers were for executions or discipline, others for promotions and some were even for recommendation for medals. As he entered his small office he had to bend down, so that he wouldn't scrap his mohawk on the doorframe. Though most commissars wouldn't even allow their men to have mohawks, he quite liked his. He had gotten the mohawk five years back, whilst serving with the 141st Praetorian, and had died it black shortly after.
He sat down at his light brown, oak desk and looked at the first of many papers that had been handed to him. It was from Colonel Matthew Daniels, the commanding officer of the 409th Cadian Airborne, the letter told him of the Colonel's sorrow for the loss of the 23rd Alexandria Elipson's commanding officer, and recommended Major Adrian Hawkson for promotion to Lieutenant Colonel. He put that letter to the side; he knew that Adrian Hawkson could be quite immature.
Commissar Ash Siear sighed, and then grabbed more paper work. A letter from Sergeant Riley, one of the five Kasrkin sergeants, asking for severe punishment to a group of guardsmen who had fled the scene of battle, and then had the nerve to pull not one, but two pranks on the Kasrkin squads. Commissar Siear thought highly of the Kasrkins, they were all that was left of the 57th Cadian. The 57th had been killed to all but five Kasrkin squads on Mitchworld, at the hands of Hive Fleet Hydra. When they had joined the Alexandrians, Commissar Siear had quite liked the Kasrkins. He had even seconded one of their squads as his personal bodyguards, and another to the colonel and the major. But he hated the times when he had to put up with their Cadian pride. He just put that letter in the bin next to his desk. The next letter came from Lord General Vance Stubbs. Commissar Siear opened it, and read the letter.
Dear Lord Commissar Ashley Augustus Siear attached to the 23rd Alexandria Elipson,
By the will of our lord, the God-Emperor, your unit will join Task Force Raven, in the retaking of Enduron Prime from the chaos powers. Please notify your regiment's commanding officer of this development as soon as possible.
Regards LGen. Vance Stubbs
Thought for the day: A good officer commands without doubt. A good solider follows without question.
Commissar Siear pulled out his data pad and forwarded the message to Major Adrian Hawkson. He then collected his power fist, bolt pistol and commissarial great coat, but purposely forgetting his commissarial cap. He called for his Kasrkin bodyguards and turned to leave the bunker. Ducking once again, whilst leaving the room, the commissar walked out to meet the troops and tell them off their new assignment. Following his every step, were his ever loyal Kasrkin bodyguards.
She heard Commissar Siear call for her. Corporal Alexia Varnus got up from her desk in front of his office, turned off her data pad and grabbed her grenade launcher. As the commissar walked out of his office, she was caught in awe. His silver power fist, black coat and mohawk made him very intimidating. She knew that at least five of the Kasrkins and countless guardsmen had tried to copy him. Most had failed, although her sergeant hadn't. His chocolate brown mohawk, wasn't as intimidating as the commissar's, but it still scared a few guardsmen here and there. She herself preferred her short, tomboyish, bright orange hair. Although this meant she was usually at the receiving end of her squad's jokes.
She saluted the commissar, and he saluted back, "Fetch the rest of your squad!" he ordered.
She ran to the Kasrkin's barracks and opened the door to be greeted by the squad's flamer.
"What's the rush?" he asked, "Has there been a fire?"
He and several of the other Kasrkins started laughing. Alexia just ignored them and turned to her sergeant, Sergeant Riley.
"Sir, Commissar Siear requests our presence, Sir!" she said.
"Very well, form up!" he ordered.
The Kasrkins grabbed all their gear, and followed Sergeant Riley to where Commissar Siear was waiting. Riley, put his Hell Pistol in its holster, and approached Commissar Siear. The Commissar turned and looked Riley up and down.
"We're ready to go, sir!" Riley told him.
"Good, round up all the men, I want them here at fourteen hundred hours, get to it!" Commissar Siear ordered.
"I'll instruct the men immediately!" Riley replied. He then turned to his Kasrkins, "One Company each, go! I'll get our brethren!"
Riley ran back to the Kasrkin compound, and left his squad to decide which companies they would go to by themselves. Alexia got stuck with fourth company, or as they were known to the regiment, 'Those Drunken Idiots'. As she neared their compound the smell of cheap amsec and iho-sticks found its way to her nose. She engaged the rebreather on her armour and walked up to the command tent. As she opened its door she found Captain Salec knocked out on the floor, three of his teeth around him. As she got closer she saw him move and heard drunken laughter.
"Boo!" Captain Salec said as he jumped up.
He looked disappointed when she didn't even react at all. He started picking up the false teeth on the ground, and flattened his hair. She saluted him, and he lazily saluted back.
"Sir, Commissar Siear requests your company's attendance outside the hall at fourteen hundred hours." Alexia told him.
"Wait," He said, "How come... you you wasn't scareded?" he asked.
"Because, sir, I could tell, when you laughed, sir." She replied.
"Oh."
"Sir, you should probably sober up, sir."
With that Alexia saluted again and left the compound. She hated going to fourth company. They were always drunk, high or pulling pranks. She often wondered why Commissar Siear hadn't dealt with them yet. She made it back to the hall five or six minutes early, and glad for this she sat down to rest. Soon the entire regiment, except for fourth company was in the hall, fourth company showed up twenty minutes late, and drew everyone's glares. Alexia got up, and walked over to Sergeant Riley and Commissar Siear. Saluting she began talking to them;
"Sirs, everyone is here now." She said.
"Good, and not too soon it would appear." Sergeant Riley replied.
"I'll address the men then." Commissar Siear said.
"Sir, If you don't mind, what exactly are you going to tell them?" Alexia asked.
"Soon enough you'll find out." Commissar Siear replied.
"Very well, sir." Alexia replies.
Commissar Siear turned and climbed the staircase to the podium that had been set up. Alexia turned and joined the Kasrkins. The Kasrkins followed after Commissar Siear up to the podium, and stood behind him. Alexia noticed someone else was climbing the stairs to the podium. She was about to tell Sergeant Riley, when she noticed that he had already noticed the stranger.
"Halt, who goes their?" He asked.
"It's me, Major Hawkson." The stranger replied. "Commissar Siear requested my presence, now, stand aside!"
"Yes, sir."
Alexia turned to watch the commissar give his speech. He was always good at inspiring the regiment.
"Men, the campaign here on Reichensten has been a tough one!" he started, "However, we prevailed over the foul green skins, and showed them the Emperor's light. Though all victories come at a cost. We lost a great man when Colonel Davidson was shot in the head. However, I have here a man suitable to replace him. Major Hawkson, please step forward."
Major Hawkson stepped up to Commissar Siear.
"Major Hawkson, you are now promoted to Lieutenant Colonel, these men are now yours to lead."
"Thank you, Commissar!" LtCol. Hawkson replied, "Men, I was informed twenty minutes ago, that we are being sent to the planet of Enduron Prime, to fight the arch-enemy and retake the planet in the Emperor's name! Though thankfully not on our own, five other regiments of the Guard will be joining us, and if I've heard correctly some Angles of Death, may be joining us too!"
"OORAH!" shouted the men from the regiment.
"OO-hic-RAH!" Fourth Company shouted a second late.