The Heiress Alyva sat at her desk touching up her make up. She was smiling to herself Chris, or M3 as he was known by the Inquisitorial retinue, was very nice polite and handsome. Although she was due to be married to once of the other nobles of one of the military houses she felt a liking to this young man. But with her family obligations she knew that he will be out of reach. Just then there was a knocked on her door and the families butler walked in.
"Madam, Rainaldus Van Scarpa is here to see you." he said.
"Send him in." Alyva said.
A moment later a purple and white clad man entered. He was dressed like a typical noble of any noble, but he stood like a soldier like all other military families of the planet.
"Rainadalus." Alyva said not looking at him. "What brings you here?" s
"Forgive the intrusion at this early hour." he said bowing. "But I'm afraid that the marriage between you and me must be called off."
She turned to look at him. "Explain."
"The attack by the rebels has crippled my families standing within the government and the other houses. Mostly because the soldiers of y families militia seems to have deserted before the attack began. As you may imagine this has raised some questions about our loyalty and we are no longer respected. As such we must call the marriage off to perceive your reputation my lady."
"A true man, would keep his word." she said turning away from him. "No matter his family standing. I have heard about the same thing Rainadalus, however despite it all I would have expected that you keep your word to me and my family as well as yours. But it seems all you are care is prestige and reputation, some things as we both know mean little in the field. You sir are a coward, now begone and do not show your face here again."
The young male noble tired to say something but just left without a word. Alyva sighed disappointedly, but oddly enough she felt nothing about this but relieved. She shook her head and smiled, perhaps now she could chose her own husband.
OOOOO
The mess hall of the ship was quite large can could fit everyone with ease. In order to get his mind off the files Chris decided to grab something to eat, but after he did he just sat at a table looking at his food and moving it about with his fork. A Catachanian soldier with his own food passed Chris before setting with the other Catachans.
"What's he doing?" he asked.
"Not a clue." one said as he chewed a piece of meat. "Could be what they used to do in M3."
"Nah." said another. "Looking at him, he seems to be a little confused about the food. Maybe something he's not used to. It's likely they didn't have this kind of food back then."
"Well hope they had stuff better then this." another side taking a bite out of a stake.
They were right, Chris just looked at the food with an odd look. He expected something more because he was working with an Inquisitor but he knew inside that it wasn't going to be much. But the food just looked odd, probably because the food looked different from what he was used too. He likely thought the some of the veg came from different planets but originated on earth and over the years just mutated into something else.
Even though he knew it wouldn't harm him but the taste that was what he was fearing most of all. He just looked at it, building the courage to take a bite. After a few moments he took part of the stake and ate it, it was chewy at beast but it was nice if a little salty. In the end he ate the rest which had similar taste to the meat. It wasn't bad, but something that would have got someone kicked out of hells kitchen in less then a second. He sighed, he'd tasted better.
As he got up his muscles began to ache, as if he had run a marathon. It wasn't the first time this happened so he got up and walked out.
OOOOO
Chris entered the chief hospitolers office, she was looking over some files but as he entered she turned to see him.
"Ahh M3 what can I do for you?" she asked.
"Sorry about this, but y muscles have been aching for a while can you take a look?" he asked.
"Sure, came sit and let's get a look at you." she said.
He moved up and said on a chair before pulling up his shirt showing her his muscular chest.
"Wow, have you been working out?" she asked.
"No I haven't why?"
"Your muscle mass seems to have increased." the hospitolder said as she touched his muscles making him wince at her cold fingers. "Interesting." she said her her fingers moved around his chest. "I need to take a blood sample." she then picked up a syringe and pressed it into his chest and withdrew some blood.
"I'll get this tested." she said as Chris brought his shirt down."
"Thanks, I'll check back later." he said getting up and leaving.
OOOOO
Chris stood before Selena with Kimsa by his side to present their findings.
"Only two?" the Inquisitor asked. "You sure?"
"Yes, mostly because the ones who spoke out against the Imperium retracted their statements and comments only claiming that they're are only criticising the Imperium's actions. But in reality they're appealed by the rebels actions, so they wish to distance themselves from them. But a few do agree with the rebels actions but only two really stand out, mostly because they do have ties to scavengers and in recent weeks have made questionable actions."
"I did double check and I can confirm." Kimsa said. "These two families are the main suspects."
"If not then whoever gave the rebels their weapons knows how to cover their tracks. However given that this world has mostly been on it's own until recently we can rule out that they know how to hide themselves. Especially with their tech stagnation."
Selena nodded, his logic was sound but she could read him like a book, a talent that most if not all Inquisitors had. There was something bothering him.
"But the problem?" she asked.
"Well… a noble heir came to see me yesterday and wanted to give me a reward for saving her. But there is a problem, she's part of the military family that has made the questionable actions." he said. "I think I can get to such her house as a gift but I have no idea."
She nodded at that. "Ok Kimsa, you go to the trade family take whoever you see fit. Chris take the military family with whoever you see it."
"Yes Inquisitor." Chris and Kimsa then said.
OOOOO
The noble district was smaller then the main living district but it was large to Chris' eyes. Akuran Prime main shape was like a circle but a bit jagged to allow for a few things. The castle of the planetary lord sat in the middle of the city with the noble districts split into four areas which house the different industries that the families were known for. Each family was allowed a militia of around 150 members with at least 2 transports and 1 tank. This was allowed thanks to the Imperium's blessing, the culture and law of the planet.
Krimm and a few of his Catachans came with Chris and Verella to the mansion of the Moreguard military noble family. The mansion was surrounded by a large garden with statues of soldiers running up the length of the pathway to the mansion itself. Two soldiers in blue and white uniforms stood at the gates with ornate autoguns in hand. The team looked to each other before walking up the path. The soldiers took little notice due to the Inquisitional I on their uniforms. They soon made it to the door and Chris knocked.
A moment later a butler opened the door and bowed at them.
"Good evening sirs and madam, is there anything I can do for you?" he asked.
"Yes, you can the residents of this house into one room and tell them that we are here to investigate the house." Chris said.
After a few moments Chris and his team were in the main living area of the mansion along with the 5 members of the family. The head was a fat man wearing a blue and gold outfit with armour and a sword at his side. Next to him was an ageing woman who wore a simple red outfit that was very similar to what noble Tudors used to ware. The next was a man who was older then the heir but younger then the fat head, he wore a uniform of blue and white much like the soldiers outside. He seemed to be the younger brother of the fat man. The next two was the sole butler and Alyva the young heir of the family.
"So, what is that about an investigation?" the fat old man asked.
"Forgive me, however due to your families outspoken criticism of the Imperium and support of the rebels, especially after the incident two days ago and other evidence, the Inquisitor has ordered and intimidate investigation of the house and your family." Chris said.
"What preposterous nonsense." the woman said. "All know about our criticising the Imperium. But that's it, we have no love for the rebels then the common man."
"I understand that but recent events into your families monetary account are enough to warrant an investigation. You can either cooperate or you can spend the night in a cell."
Verella looked at M3 with a sight smile. That comment made him seem like an Imperial commander, one who's not going to let anything get in his way.
"Very well." the fat man said. "Do what you must."
"But brother..." the older man protested.
"But nothing, we must obey the Inquisitor's wishes."
OOOOO
The investigation took the better half of about 5 hours as Chris and Verella reached the last room. Krimm and his team kept the family in one room while conducting interviews which took longer then expected due to their avoidance of the questions. But that was from the leader of the family, his wife and brother while his daughter and butler were straightforward and honest. The final room that the two where in was the master bedroom, if they were going to find anything it would be in here. Chris looked along the bookshelves while Verella looked around the furniture.
As she looked she then noticed a button under one of the legs of one of the chairs. She pressed it and a wall lowered making the two of them look to it. Looking at each other for a moment, the two then walked over to the passageway that lead somewhere. They walked down it only to find themselves in a… dungeon of pleasure. It was filled with stuff that would normally be found in a BDSM shop.
"Ooookkkkeeyyy…." M3 said as he looked around. "Last thing I was expecting to see today."
"Indeed." Verella said before walking back up with Chris following her.
She pressed the button again and the wall closed up. M3 went back to the books before noticing something behind the bookshelves. He moved towards it and looked at it, it was a button of some kind. Reaching over he pressed it and one of the bookshelves opened up like a door to reveal a small hidden room. The two looked at each other again before walking inside, for the most part there was a table with files stacked in front of it. The two then began looking tough the files and paper on the table and in the files to see if they could find anything.
OOOOO
Chris and Verella walked into the lounge with one of the files they had found tin their hands. They walked up to the table and placed the file on the table. The eyes of the head said everything.
"Arrest them." M3 ordered.
"Arrest us?" Alyva asked. "What's going on?"
"The files in front of you hold transaction agreements between your father, mother and uncle known rebels. It also shows transaction agreements between them and salvers of Krieg pattern weaponry. Weaponry that was used in the attack two days ago." he said not taking his eyes of the accused.
"What preposterous nonsense!" the fat man said but his eyes clearly displaying fear. "All you have is transaction files? Ha anyone can make that up."
"Indeed, however given that it's written in a noble and that there's at least three different styles on how the writing is done. I think I found the turncoats."
As soon as he said that the fat lord went for his pistol only to be stopped by one of the Catachans who grabbed his arm and pointed his gun at the lords head. The other two had their weapons removed.
"Call the Inquisitor. Tell her we need to transport some prisoners." Verella said to one of the Catachans.