"Sir! sir!" yelled the astropath after the inquisitor, whom was retreating to his personal quarters. Inquisitor Marlboro turned around, slightly annoyed, and asked the astropath "What is it?"
"Sir, the system we are heading to, Xerxia, I just felt a huge psychic presence on it. It happened not too long ago, it was in the emperors favour."
"All the better Mattheus, all the better."
"Boyz... Why are you Sdarin' at us loik Da'!"
But the silence and the stares persisted as the two grots looked each other in the eyes, and both proceeded to tell each other "You look differren' " and then they both started to furrow their brows in puzzlement before one screamed and the other fainted. The gaurd were quite unable to comprehend what had just happened, and did not even notice the portal opening up behind them from which emerged multiple sleek dark ships. Thankfully for the worn out and half dead 41st runt wagonboys, these werent intent on pillaging, just dropping off, and off from their ship dropped a strange amalgamation of body parts.
Fing felt one of its own kind and was the first out of his trance, he looked for the other psyker before the other psyker crashed down onto him, causing his servos no small amount of whirring that stirred jannette and multiple others out of their stupor.
"WRACK!" went the cry from one of the officers and soon every lasgun was aiming at the homonculi's victim, the only thing that made them not open fire was the fact that the psychic skull called Fing currently found itself underneath the thing. "PSYKER FING! GET OUT FROM UNDER THERE! WE WILL OPEN FIRE!"
"No, she will not be hostile when she awakes" a few weapons lowered.
"WHY IS THAT!?"
"She has been outcast from his torture chamber for breaking out in psychic powers." more stopped aiming.
"AND HOW DOES THAT MAKE IT NONE HOSTILE!?"
"IT is a SHE, and she, in her psyche learned of right and wrong, somehow." at this point only the officer and some commisars had their weapons aimed at the wrack.
"WELL WHAT IS... SHE?!"
"She used to be a wych before she fell out of favour with her cult for being hesitant to kill, and one day she got caugh on the wrong end of a mugging while her cult turned a blind eye, the only thing that could save her was a homunculus, and from then on she became this."
Silence was the only answer fing got before the body of the unfortunate slid off of his skull.
Squigfood, whom had been watching the whole thing had one answer to the situation. "Wot now?"
Welp guys, sorry for the horrible chapter on top of the long wait but I was hit by a double whammy of sickness and some church camp so Ive basically not been able to do much anyway, we will be seeing alot more of our dark eldar friend soon and we can thank our friend kondoru for suggesting this, also I would like to thank him for being the first person to review and fav this story, good on you mate. So Yeah, next chapter I will try to get +1000 words into and I will need a suggestion for what the boyz of the 41st Runt wagon boyz will get into next (on the planet of Xerxia IV) and until the next chapter is posted, see you next time.