Name: Inquisitors Woe

Factions: Inquisition, Sisters of Battle, Eldar, Dark Eldar, Orks and Chaos

A/N: See, told you there would be an increase in update speed, well as long as I have an idea on the direction that I am taking the story any way. Next chapter will probably be the last the Eldar and Dark Eldar feature for a while but don't worry it will enter the Marines, so something to look forward too.

Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING (except OC's)


"Sister Superior, Inquisitor!" The battle sister who had been guarding the entrance to the cave came running back in shouting at the top of her lungs. "Orks sighted, heading this way."

"Calm down," Xanxas remained calm, "It was only a matter of time. Avaline, make your troops ready."

After receiving a small nod from the Sister that confirmed that she had heard and understood his order he made his way over to Farseer Aylthwin. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed that Archon Kythorax was also making his way in that direction. As they both came up behind her, she slowly turned around her face returned to its normal unreadable state.

"I take it you are aware of the approaching Orks Farseer." Xanxas, after seeing that she could get angry just like any other person, no longer felt the awe and wonder he had earlier. "And that the entire horde will now be moving in this direction."

"The monkey is correct; we must leave as quickly as we can. The gate is not far from here, and the Ork party was small." The Archon added, no longer any hint of a smile on his face.

"The wind of fate has been manipulated by another." The Farseer almost unsure about what to do.

"You are right Mon-keigh, we have nothing to gain by staying here." It was one of the Warlocks who spoke in his Farseer's place. "But we will need to deal with the Orks outside before we can move, and that entrance is a choke point, neither the Druchii armour nor our own will last."

"Ours will, we can open the choke point and get you out, but once out in the open your speed with be key to pushing the Orks back." Xanxas was slightly at odds of planning a battle with Xenos but despite times called for despite allies, and it was not as if the Imperium had not worked with either of these factions before.

"Agreed, Archon have you any say in this matter?" The Warlock looked up at the Archon who seemed to be deep in thoughts, his long pointed gloved fingers gently stroking his long pointed chin.

"It seems we have to rely on the monkeys of the Emperor," Then he turned to Xanxas, the cold grin having returned to his face. "Our lives in your hands monkey."

With that the Archon made his way back over towards his retinue as did Xanxas. All that was passing through his mind was how he was going to explain to the zealot sisters that using the Eldar Webway was the only way of the planet, the Sisters were not known for their openness of accepting alien technology.

"I take it, you and the Xenos leaders have come up with some sort of plan?" Sister Avaline asked as he returned to the group.

"We have, we are going to use the Eldar Webway network to escape this planet," There was an audible gasp from several sisters but Xanxas spoke again before any of them could protest. "I know the risks that we run, but this planet is covered by the greenskin horde, and we now know that the taint of chaos is present. The Imperium must be told so that the planet can be cleansed. As an Inquisitor, it is my duty to use any technology in my power, be it Xenos or Human, to ensure that this mission is completed. The Emperor will protect us, even should we enter the deceptive Webway."

"The Emperor Protects" Chorused the sisters in response, as they did a small smile grew over Xanxas' face.

"Now, let us show these fragile Eldar how you fight the Greenskin Horde, in the name of the Emperor." He drew his bolt pistol from its holster on his leg and cocked the firing mechanism as he said this, the sisters did the same with their bolters, and Avaline revved her already primed chainsword.

Now ready to engage the Orks in combat Xanxas and the sisters carefully moved to the entrance of the cave, one of the sister slowly stepped out of the cave, using the thick foliage as cover. However, it was not enough, there was a series of loud bangs as the Orks hiding in the trees opened fire on the cave entrance, the sisters armour took several good hits before it finally failed and she was ripped to pieces under the volume of inaccurate Ork firepower. With one of their number fallen the rest of the sisters adopted their usual zealous battle doctrine, they began to charge out of the cave, carelessly spraying bolter fire in the general directions of the Orks before searching for cover. As soon as all of the sisters were on the other side of the cave entrance Xanxas made his way out, several shots missed his unprotected head by mere inches as he ran out the entrance and bunkered down next to one of the sisters. The two sides were now exchanging fire, the sisters more accurate shots verses the Orks sheer numbers, at this rate it was a battle that would carry on for a long time.

"Charge dem humies!" came a sudden roar from the Ork line, and out of the tree line came one of the biggest Ork Nobs that Xanxas had ever seen.

The Ork Nob was followed by what seemed like a eight foot tall tidal wave of green muscle, it was a truly terrifying sight made even scarier by the reaction of the sisters, many of them just began to empty their bolters into the wall but succeeded in doing very little damage. Soon the Orks were upon them and the melee began. In terms of pure physical strength, the Orks had a clear advantage, but the Imperium's technology made it an even fight. Xanxas was forced to drop his pistol and draw his own chainsword, leaving one had free. His superior skill allowed him to quite easily dispatch of the few boys that came directly for him, but most went for the easier pray of the Battle Sisters. Finally the Nob was bearing down on him the great hunk of metal the Ork wielded as a weapon raised ready to attack. As it came down towards him, Xanxas focused all of his warp energy into his arm, making it as hard as adamantium, then raised it above his head and caught the Orks weapon. He felt the power of the blow pass through his body, even his feet sinking slightly into the muddy ground.

"Heh, you got gutz humie!" The Ork Nob said as he tried to apply even more pressure to his weapon. Xanxas struck out at the Nob with his chainsword, beardy missing the Orks neck but close enough to make the Ork retreat from its advantages position.

The reprise lasted mere seconds before the Ork was once more coming at him with full strength, this time however, Xanxas was ready and used his chainsword to parry the Orks blow. Sparks began to fly as the two exchanged blows, completely blind to the rest of the battle; the Ork was surprisingly quick for its size and was managing to keep up with Xanxas. Then a strike of good luck, the Ork lost its footing in the mud and had to step back, it was all Xanxas needed. Raising his free hand out in front of him, pointed directly at the Ork, he concentrated and a bolt of white-hot lightning shot from his palm and collided with the Orks chest. The Nob howled in pain as the sustained bolt of lightning carved its way though eventually erupting from the other side and colliding with another Ork. Xanxas stopped the lighting, and there was a loud thud as the giant Ork fell, it was dead. The few remaining Orks, seeing their boss fall, decided to run and began to scramble back into the jungle. Xanxas fell to his knees exhausted; slowly he took a few deep breaths before looking around at the outcome of the battle. The ground had been turned to mud, not by water but blood, lying in the mud was numerous Orks and the corpses of his Battle Sisters, only Avaline was still standing. Xanxas tried to stand to get to her, but he had used too much energy and instead fell straight towards the mud-ridden ground. Nevertheless, he never made contact, he was caught by something soft and welcoming, and then he blacked out.