I do not own Warhammer. I only own my OC
Hey guys welcome back you may have noticed that I changed the title of the story. You might be asking yourself why? Well I was looking at the summary for this story and I felt that the title and the summary did not match up so I changed the title to match the summary.
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"Take life one panic attack at a time. But sometimes life gives you one after another. I am told that these are also called Mondays" - Rosa Battle AI of house Rose
The mechanic arms had just finished equipping the black dragons armor, and were retracting back into the armory walls. The marine stepped off the platform and walked around a little getting a feel for his new armor. It felt just like his old one but lighter and did not restrict his movement like his old one did. He could even see better out of his skull helm.
"Space marine my pilot is down! I need you to get him to the medical bay!" The AI yelled over the comm.
The marine took off, grabbing a bolter as he ran out of the armory. His boots pounded against the ground as he sprinted down the hallway. Once he got to the stair way he jumped down to the first set, creating a dent in the wall from the impact. He then jumped down the last one rolling with the impact, then took off again down the hallway. He quickly made it to the preservers door. The marine proceeded to kick down the door then entered the room while scanning for targets. Finding none the marine made his way to the only other door in the room.
This door opened when he approached it, most likely the AI override the lock so he did not brake another door. The marine entered to find the preserver lying on the ground crying heavily, like he was just put through a round of extreme torture. The marine attached the bolter to a magnetic lock on his thigh, then picked up the preserver turned and ran to the medical bay.
Once they arrived the marine quickly set the preserver down on the rest bed then asked the construct. "Now what?"
"Turn him over and place this chip in the implant on the back of his head." The construct order. A mechanical arm lowered from the roof with a small chip that had a hole in the center of it. The chip itself was glowing red and had what appeared to be holographic circuits running back in forth in the center of it.
The marine did as he was told and flipped the preserver over, quickly finding the implant in the back of his head then took the chip from the arm and put it in the implant. The chip went into the implant then disappeared within it.
Almost instantly the preserver stopped crying and clutched his head, only whining and mumbling about something that the marine could not make out.
The marine backed away. He had seen this before. Psyker mind attacks used to insight terror in their targets by showing them something that was truly horrifying or a memory best left forgotten. The marine started to walk away to go find the xenos witch. She was the only one that he knew had psionic powers.
Just then the ship started to shake, since they were in the warp that only meant a few things. Either they were being attacked by demons, whoever was driving the ship was not doing a good job at the moment or, they were exiting the warp at their distention.
The ship shook again violently.
"Engines offline engaging emergency warp exiting protocols." A robotic voice sounded.
The marine made a mad dash for the engine room, he had already memorized the layout of the ship so he knew exactly where it was. He ran past some Eldar, who quickly got out of his way as he ran by, a few minutes later he made it to the engine room door to find it already knocked down. Once he entered he found the engine a complete mess, cables hanging down, wires sparking, metal parts scattered every which way to Sunday. It had looked like someone had set off a melta bomb.
"Construct what happened here?" The marine demanded but got no reply. "Construct!?"
The sound of a gun being cocked echoed throughout the engine room. "Drop your weapon Mon-keigh." A male voice said behind him.
Know that he would not be able draw his weapon and face his opponent in time the marine slowly removed his weapon from his thigh and dropped it on the ground.
"Turn." The Eldar order.
The marine turned to see five Eldar armed with dark Eldar weapons. Most likely they had armed themselves when they were making their escape from the Dark Eldar's ship.
"Mankind's kindness is wasted on Xenos sum such as you. The preserver should have left you to your dark ilk" The Marine growled.
"It is a small deed when compared to what you and your Imperium has done to us." The male Eldar hissed back. "Now move."
The marine started back down the way he came the Eldar close behind him. He was led back to the med bay, the Farseer was standing in the room alone with the Eldar ranger that the preserver rescued first. The Preserver himself was still lying on the bed whimpering.
"What have you done to him witch?" The marine demanded.
The Farseer looked over to the marine. "He is witnessing his painful memories repeatedly, rendering him harmless."
The marines fist tightened, if the Dark Eldar had not removed his extendible bones he could have fought these Xenos off. "What do you plan to do now that you have control of the ship?"
"A fleet is on its way to pick us up. After that we will take this Mon-keigh and find out how he became so familiar with our race." The Eldar witch said to him walking up to him.
"You already know. She was their when he explained his planets history to us." The marine growled.
"Yes the bonesinger. He did not tell you how an Eldar ended up on his planet and why she is willing associating herself with your pathetic race." The Farseer said to him with disgust. "I grow tired of this conversation take him to the holding cells."
The Eldar jabbed the marine with his gun to get him to move. The marine turned and started to walk out of the medical room.
"You will regret this witch." The marine said with venom before he left.
The four Eldar lead the marine down the hallway before he stopped.
"Move mon-keigh." The Eldar behind him ordered.
"You first." He said before he spun around and grabbed the Eldar's weapon then punching the Eldar with his free hand.
The Eldar fell to the ground his nose broken and dripping blood from the marines punch. The two elder in front of him spun around and aimed their weapons at him. The marine lunged at the Eldar next to him throwing his shoulder into his small body, sending him into the wall knocking him out cold. The two Eldar started to shoot at him but his armor resisted the rounds like they were nothing he didn't even feel the impact from them.
Smiling the marine charged at them grabbing them both by the throat then knocking their heads together. The two Eldar crumbled to the floor from the sheer force behind the marines strength.
The marine took off in a mad sprint to the hanger. If he remembered correctly there were two knight kept there, one of which held a construct in it. If the chip that he put in the preserver's head was the construct in the ship then he would need to get the one in the knight to gain control of the ship again.
When the marine entered the hanger he found the knight powered down and the Eldar walking around like they had no idea that was going on. The marine ran over to the knight and jumped over the railing landing on top of the blue knight.
The knight stirred, the two exhaust ports at the top-back of the knight starting to send out heat. The knight pulled itself to its full height then started to twist its upper body looking for who woke it from it's sleep.
"Who the hell woke me up." The knight's construct growled.
The marine hit the knights armor twice causing the knight's head to look up. A camera appeared out of a small hatch on the top of the knight, when it spotted the marine it when back down into its hole.
"Why did you wake me marine?" the knight asked.
"The Eldar have taken the preserver hostage in the medical bay and the construct that was in the ship has gone silent."
In a instant the twin gatling cannons started to spin and point at the Eldar encampments. The stubber took aim at the Eldar on the catwalk, and the top mounted anti-air cannons took up targets of its own. The knight walked forward positioning itself to get a better angle of the hanger.
"Listen you Eldar dogs you make one move and I will turn you to paste." The blue knight threatened. The Eldar backed away from the knight taking up protective positions in front of the Eldar children. They were saying things in their language.
"Marine the Specter-class dropship has a terminal on the far side of the hanger bay. Do you see it?"
The marine looked over to the fair side of the hanger and sure enough a terminal was sitting there. "I do."
"Take this chip and plug it into the terminal." A small mechanic claw came out of the hatches on top of the knight, it was holding a chip similar to the one that he had put into the preserver's head the only difference being the lighting being blue instead of red.
The marine jumped off the knight catching the railing then pulling himself up. Once he was on the catwalk he ran over to the terminal and put the chip into the only slot present on the terminal. The chip went deeper into the terminal and soon turrets appeared from the ceiling and took aim at the Eldar.
"Alright all you Eldar scum listen up," the construct voice boomed over the ships comm. "Right now you are looking at the anti-boarding defense system implemented into all Reach's ships after a ship was almost chaptered by the Dark Eldar. If has more than enough firepower to bring down a terminator with ease. So here is what you are all going to do, you care going to come to the hanger and sit down quietly while we wait for a ship to come and pick us up. If you resist I will have no problem killing you all because unlike the preserver you have been torturing, I really don't like your race. You have five minutes to get your pointy ears over to the hanger before I start shooting any Elf that Is not in the hanger… thank you and have a nice day."
The marine let a smile appear on his face at the constructs threat. If there were more like him then he could see himself getting along with them quite nicely.
The Eldar shuffled in to the vehicle bay, climbing down the ladder one by one and gathering in bay three across from the Red Knight's bay. Once all fifty-one of the Eldar were present, the marine made his way to the medbay to try and revive the Preserver.
"You know we could kill them all and be done with it." The construct spoke to the marine. "We could say they tried to fight us and we had to put them down. "
The marine thought about it. According to his duty he should agree with the construct and purge the Xeno filth that had infested this ship for too long. They had proven themselves untrustworthy even after their lives were saved from a lifetime of torture. But they were adrift in space at the mercy of any ship that came across them first.
It they were lucky they would be discovered by a space marine battlefleet. He could guarantee the safe passage of the persever and his constructs if they hid themselves. He could claim that the two knights were freeblades in service to the Black Dragons and get them back to the Black Dragon Fleet.
Their he could convince the preserver to reveal his homeworld's location to him and the chapter. If the information he was told was correct then it would be a perfect Homeworld for the Black Dragons. Sure there would be major changes but it would be for their own good.
The Eldar would most likely killed or handed off to the inquisition, depending on the chapter that found them. But at this point he could care less on what happened to them.
"The preserver shall decide their fate." The marine said as he walked down the hallway.
"Fine." The constructed said disappointed.
The marine walked in silence for the rest of the way to the medbay. When the marine entered he found the Preserver sitting on the edge of the bed with his fingers crossed with each other and his head resting on his hands.
The marine approached him, but the Preserver made no move to acknowledge him.
"Thank you for retaking my ship Chaplain." The Preserver finally said breaking the silence. "Guess that makes us even."
The marine nodded. "What of the Xeno?"
"Right now I would not mind shoving them out the airlock. Not just because they made me relive my brother's death over and over again, but they were successful in getting passed my mental defense and they have stolen some information about Reach. That is unacceptable."
"Then what will become of them?" The marine asked. "Most likely they have sent a message to their fleet. They could be upon us at any moment."
"And with us adrift in space there is little we could do to stop them from boarding the ship." The Persevere added. "Killing them would satisfy my anger but if the Eldar fleet does get here before mine does then killing them will only get us killed as well."
"Your fleet?" The marine asked looking at the Persevere harder. He did not say that he had command of a fleet.
"It's not under my command but we had sent out a distress beacon over a channel that only ships from Reach use. If we are lucky they will get here before the Eldar do."
"And if the Xenos gets here first?" The Marine asked.
"Then we will hold out of as long as we can before I must act in accordance with the Cole Protocol." The Persevere said grimly.
"And what is the "Cole Protocol"?"
"In the event of a ship boarding and or capture I am obligated to delete all data onboard this ship as well as Initiate a self-distrust sequence… and die with the ship if need be." The Preserver said closing his eyes.
"Then we must hope that your ships arrive before the Xenos do." The marine said, while saying a silent prayer to the Emperor.
"Another day, another twelve hours of boredom." A crew member said walking into the command bridge of The Freedom's Progress.
"If you'd like I can always transfer you to a toilet duty so you have something to do." The marine In the Command chair spoke.
The crew hand eyes widened. "No need captain I was just kidding I love looking at a screen."
The marine simply nodded a smile on his face as the crew hand scrambled to his post. The Maine's power armor was mainly red, the only exception being his shoulder plates being blue with white out lines. His knee guards were also blue, his right one had the symbol XX on it to signify his company number; and his left was two golden bars with two small lines connecting them at the top and bottom. His cuffs were also white along with the tubing going from his belt up to the under armor of his chestplate. The skull and wings were also white and the vent on his helmet as well.
On his left shoulder plate bore his "chapter" crest. Two bolters crossing each other with a star on each corner. A ribbon ran underneath the two bolters with the words Sons Of Liberty written in English.
The captain closed his eyes and rested his head against the back of his command chair. He did like the quietness, gave him time to think. After all the fighting he had done in his four hundred years of living he deserves some time just to lay back and sleep.
'What was it that the imperial marines say. "A moment of laxity spawns a lifetime of heresy" well I guess I would be shot on sight just for existing anyways so why not.' The captain thought to himself.
"Sir!" one of the crew hands yelled out just as he was about to fall asleep.
The marine jerked away from the sudden sound. "What?!"
"We are picking up a distance signal from a Preserver ship they are dead in space and suspect that an Eldar fleet is on its way to capture them!" The deck hand called back.
"Right." The marine said composing himself. "Then let us get under way."
He looked down and tapped a small projector on his arm rest. Soon a projecting of a child playing with a toy battle barge and was making a whooshing noise as he crashed it into a Chaos warship. He looked up when he noticed that he was in the command bridge. He quickly stood up and dismissed his toys with a snap of his fingers.
"Uh hey captain you didn't see that did you?" He said embarrassed.
"No Nick I did not see you." The marine sighed.
Nick was a very young ship AI, despite the ship that he was assigned to was much older than him. He was only four years old in human terms , fourteen in AI terms, since they learned so quick and if they wished it they could be assigned a ship at four human years old. Nick was a skittish AI but he was very reliable in a fight.
"Good! Uh so what do you need?" Nick said recomposing himself.
"We just picked up a distress signal," Nick swiped his hand a holo terminal slide in front of his avatar. He started to type on it as the marine spoke to him. "Coming from a Preserver vessel we need you to get me their current status, and their passion."
A moment later Nick spoke again. "It's a Specter-class drop ship under House Rose, the Preserver captaining the ship is Named Wolfgang Rose AKA The Wanderer partnered with a Battle-class AI named Rosa. Looks like they were taking on a very large number of people after their last stop on Kronus. Fifty-one Eldar, a marine, and five human kids."
The captains eyes widen. "Fifty-one Eldar! Most likely normal Eldar too the hell was he thinking taking on so many Eldar!? They were almost guaranteed to do something!" The marine raged standing up from his chair.
"We can ask him when we save him I will plot a course through the Warp." Nick said swiping the terminal away then disappeared.
The massive warships engines flickered then ignited propelling the ship forward. A Warp portal appeared in front of the warship, moments later the ship entered the portal.
The marine shoved the Eldar Wolfgang saved into the chair.
After a lot of threatening, and knight intimidation, the marine was able to get the Eldar out of the Eldar encampment and sat her down in the a dark room with a single light source hanging from the ceiling.
The marine then backed away from her going to the shadow of the room, his red eyes were the only thing visible. Wolfgang sat opposite of the Eldar, he was in his armor that he used when he went out the first time on Kronus. Wolfgang's chair was faced away from the table. His arm resting on the table. Wolfgang was looking down at Deliverance. He was playing with it popping out the six-sided magazine, the mag spun as it came out then flicking his wrist to send it back it in. He was repeating the process over and over again.
*Spin… click…spin…click*
Wolfgang said nothing, just kept playing with magazine. The Eldar spoke first. "What do you want Mon-keigh? If you are trying to intimidate me or get information out of me then you have chosen the wrong place to do it." She said with venom.
Wolfgang made no move to acknowledge her.
*Spin… click…spin…click*
"If you are not going to speak then I have no reason to be here." She said standing up but the marine was on her in an instant pushing her back down into the chair. The Eldar brought up her fist but stopped when she heard multiple sounds.
*multiple guns being cocked*
The Eldar looked up to see four red dots on her. She quickly realized that there were four of those turrets in this one small room. She slowly sat back down, the red dots also disappeared from her body.
Wolfgang, despite the commotion, still sat their playing with his gun.
*Spin… click…spin…click*
The Eldar was starting to get mad, and Wolfgang knew it.
*Spin… click…spin…click*
"I command you to speak!" The Eldar yelled at him.
*Spin… click…spin…click*
"I demand that you speak to me!" The Eldar said slamming her hand on the table.
*Spin… click…spin…click*
"Fine I can be silent too." She said crossing her arms and looking away.
*Spin… click…spin…click*
*Spin… click…spin…click*
The Eldar eyes started to twitched.
*Spin… click…spin…click*
The Eldar shifted uncomfortably in her chair.
*Spin… click…spin…click…spin*
"WHAT DO YOU WANT!?" The Eldar yelled out while the clip was spinning.
*Click*
"I want to know want I'm going to do with you." He said his voice coming out slightly deeper though his helmet.
The Eldar was taken aback by his answered. "W-what?"
"Don't make me repeat myself Eldar." Wolfgang said dangerously.
She swallowed but said nothing.
Wolfgang sighed. "I saved you from Slaanesh, saved another fifty Eldar from your dark kin, and allowed you on my ship so that you could escape Kronus. And this is how you repay me."
"Your-" she started but was cut off.
"I am not finished yet." Wolfgang growled turning his head to look at her his red visor staring into her eyes. "Granted you did protect me when I was shot by that scout marine. But Your people have set off a bomb in my ship leaving us adrift in space, made me relive the death of my brother multiple times, and damned us to death by an Eldar firing squad in the end."
"…"
"…"
"So this is what I'm going to do." Wolfgang finally said.
The marine walked up behind the Eldar and held her in place by her shoulders. She tried to break free but the marine held firm.
Wolfgang put his revolver on the table clip open. "This is a six-shot revolver. I am going to put three bullets in the magazine, one for each wrong your people has done against me." Wolfgang put three bullets into the magazine putting one into every other slot.
"But you said that I save your life in the field!" She defended fear appearing on her face. With no soul stone to contain her soul she would be sent straight to Slaanesh.
"And I saved you so we're even, but now," Wolfgang spun the magazine then pointed the gun at her head. "Deliverance will decide your fate,"
The Eldar watched the magazine spin.
*Spin*
*Spin*
*Spin*
"Now." Wolfgang flicked the magazine closed and pulled the trigger.
God bless and have a nice day.