Author's Note: For anyone following the story, I have re-written the first 2 chapters so please check out those 2 before you read this one. Otherwise, enjoy!

Looks like I wasn't the only one with this problem then. My best mate, Chad, seemed to be having the same problems as me, only his were sneaky space elves. Me and a few friends had recently bought him a starter set and a few boxes, but I had bought his first box. A box of guardians. I had been looking for jetbikes, but they were out of stock at the time. So I bought him the box of Guardians while I bought the recently released Renegade Knight boxed set. I didn't model one of the knights as an Imperial and the other as Chaos though. I modelled both as loyal to the Emperor, hence my two House Lannister knights. I have no idea if Chad had expanded his Eldar collection since we bought the starter set and others, but I would have to find out. I was jogging over to his house now, eager to assess the situation there. I was loathe to leave my house unsupervised with two armies of the future currently occupying it, but still, it had to be done. I agreed to take on Valkyrie with me along with a squad of Cadians embarked within, and brought an old remote-controlled car controller with me, so it could pass as a drone if anyone saw it. It seemed to work. The Valkyrie accompanying me was the second Valkyrie I had ever built, 'Warrior' I called it. The zoomed ahead on me slightly, adjusting constantly to match my speed. I could see the pilots inside focusing on flying, and the squad of shocktroopers peering out of the access ports to see the world around them. I don't think they realised that they were on what would one day be called the holy planet of Terra.

It wasn't long before we arrived at Chad's front door. Warrior went into hover mode and floated in place until Chad opened the door. He was red in the face and visibly sweating. Before I could say 'hi' the Valkyrie's thrusters increased their power and it zoomed into the house, doing a quick scan of the surroundings. Chad was shocked by the sudden intrusion of the flier, but let me in anyway and led me straight to his room where the Eldar were hard at work building grand yet graceful structures with their Bonesingers. Already, his room looked like a metropolis of pure white buildings with elegant curves. His Wave Serpents hovered around, helping to transport Eldar from place to place and squads of Guardians strode across the cityscape. Jetbikes whirled as they raced around the room and exploring the area. Whether they were too busy to notice or simply didn't care, it seemed that not a single Eldar turned and looked at us as we entered. We crossed the room, stepping carefully around the Eldar to Chad's computer, where a group of Eldar were sat in a circle, meditating. As we approached, the one facing directly away from us rose from her seat and walked over to the edge of the desk to meet us. She walked with such elegance and grace that she surely made other Eldar jealous.

"Greetings, Mon-keigh." she said.

To my surprise, Chad gave a slight bow to the Farseer, and seemed not to care that I saw him do as much.

"Greetings, Farseer Tanhith." he said.

"Who is the new Mon-Keigh?" she asked, gesturing at me.

"This is Tom," he said, "He is a friend."

She turned up her nose in distaste and said "Perhaps you Mon-Keigh are not as barbaric as we first thought."

She whirled on her heel and strode away back to the council. Great, just what we need: a snooty Farseer. As I had this thought, she stopped mid-step and turned to glare at me. Even better, a mind-reading Farseer.

"Yes, I am, Mon-Keigh." she said, still glaring.

What happened next happened in an instant. First, Warrior came hurtling into the roam at max speed, then the Eldar Farseer gasped, then thousands of Shurikens went flying towards the Valkyrie. Fortunately, Warrior was going at an insane speed and in their haste, the Eldar didn't account for the speed it was going, and almost all shots only hit the air where it had been moments before. But as I watched on, Warrior primed its weapons and the two doors on the flanks of the gunship slid open and inside, the occupants manning the sponson heavy bolters, Vietnam style. Thinking on my feet, I grabbed Chad's empty backpack and threw it at the gunship. The Valkyrie was going to fast to pull up, out of the way, and flew straight into the bag, coming to an abrupt stop inside. I seized the bag mid-air and zipped it up, trapping my guardsmen inside. But still, the Eldar were committed to killing the intruders and pelted the bag with shurikens so I placed my body between them and the bag and I felt an intense prickling sensation all over my back as it was pelted with fire from Eldar weaponry. Chad didn't know what to do and stood dumbfounded, absorbing in the situation. When he eventually came to his senses and yelled for the Eldar to cease fire, they all ignored him and continued to shoot at my back. To my shame, I thought about begging the Farseer to make it stop. Only when the Farseer called for them to hold their fire did the prickling sensation stop. Once again, she must have read my mind.

"You are welcome, Mon-Keigh. Now I think it best you and you friends leave." she said to me.

I looked at Chad and nodded my head in the direction of the bag and he told me he didn't mind as long as I brought it back. I thanked him and ran for the door, then ran all the way home. As I left Chad's house though, I felt rather than heard the Farseer's voice as she said "We'll meet again."

In my head, I cursed myself. Why did I think bringing guardsmen along would be such a good idea?

When I got home, I found the porch unlocked and the hallway light on. Fearing the worst, I dropped the bag on the kitchen counter and dashed into the living room where I found my mom lying on the sofa, with a thick, fluffy blanket wrapped around her. As usual, she was cold. She was always like this. Me and my step-dad often took the mick, but she knew it was all good fun and we didn't mean anything by it. She seemed to be asleep, so I tiptoed back out of the room, took off my shoes and tiptoed up the stairs to my room. As I opened up the door to my room, I thought that I had been dreaming. My room was deadly silent and nothing moved. Had I just dreamed that my models had come to life?

It wasn't long before someone breathed out in relief and sent a short vox signal. They knew it was just me. The Governor strode along my chest of drawers to me, passed the neat lines of Valkyries that were now ready to launch, and yelled up to me.

Gian- I mean, Tom! We believe there is another like you in the vicinity. We've been as quiet as possible since they entered and whenever we hear a sound nearby, we go rigid, just as you requested."

"Thank you Governor. How did you know though?"

"We... erm... may have left this area... We sent some scouts out to explore the area and it wasn't very long before they encountered a series of cliffs which resemble steps, but on a massive scale. My scouts were just getting in sniping position from there when one of those manual doors you have opened. They froze in position and stayed close to the ground and observed as another giant entered, this one slightly bigger than you and with longer hair. Presumably female. We don't know if she was hostile, but we did not engage. We immediately recalled all aircraft to their landing bays and sent a vox signal up to the Space Wolves to make sure they knew to be quiet."

"Very well, Governor Anderson. I appreciate you're honesty. Provided you aren't caught, I have no problem with you exploring. And I think you have an efficient system if unknown's enter the house. You should permanently implement that." I replied, calmly.

"Thank you. We shall." he replied.

"And thank you for not shooting her. That's my mom."

"Ah... We'll make a note of that."

As we had this conversation, I pulled Warrior out of the backpack and placed in neatly in the empty landing bay and I counted the troops that disembarked grudgingly from the aircraft, making sure none were still in the bag. Satisfied that they were all out, I put the bag to one side to remind me to take it to Chad's at some point. After sorting a few small things out in my room, I went back downstairs to make myself a drink and found my mom awake, cooking dinner.

"Hey ma." I said, "Cuppa?"

"Yes please"

"Ok. What's for tea?"

"Pie and mash."

"Awesome. Thanks mom."

This was a normal conversation between us that we had everyday. I would always make her a cup of tea and help out while she cooked dinner, unless I was over at my girlfriend's place. Admittedly, being 17 years old, I should really be making my own dinner, but then what else would my mom do? I'm just sharing out the jobs so we all do equal amounts, much to the annoyance of my mom. After making a cup of tea for me and my mom and being told there was nothing else I could do to help, I took my cup of tea and went up to my room. The guardsmen were going to love my mug. Its basically a plain mug, but with the symbol of the Inquisition on the side. Leaving my mug on my bedside table on an Imperial Guard coaster, I went into the attic to check up on the Space Wolves. Already there were fights breaking out and drunk marines stumbling everywhere. Overall, I'd say the Space Wolves were doing fairly well for themselves. I guessed that they must have hip-flasks or something.

After dinner, I returned to my room and started playing GTA V for a bit, and quite a few guardsmen took up seats and watched me play. Admittedly, I'm no pro gamer, but I'm alright. I got quite a few cheers when did well, which wasn't as often as I'd have liked if I'm honest. There were a few groans when I had to pause to answer a call from one of my friends. It was another one of my 40k mates: Tim.

"Dude! You'll never guess what?!" he screamed down the phone.

"You've Imperial Fists have come to life?" I stated back to him, flatly.

"No, my- wait. Yeah! How did you know?"

"Call it a lucky guess."