Mealaeth pulled him through the dust and muddy-snowy ground. She was pissed and relived as she had first saw him. He had been gone long enough to worry her sick to the point she had actually started plans to break into the spacemarines chapel. "Woah! Slow down Mealaeth!" He called out as she halted her quick pace. "What!?" She shouted as Sean winced.
"You alright? I've never seen you act this way." He said as she growled. "What do you mean!? You were gone for almost a month!" She hissed as Sean stumbled back. "But it felt like only-" He was quickly launched across the field by an invisible fist. He landed on his back as slid to a halt. "Ow, maybe I deserve that." He groaned as Mealeath turned her head from him.
The armored plating was shaped and shifted to fit his form well, and gave him a dominating presence. "Damn mon'keigh." She hissed under her breath as Sean got back up. "Why would you care anyway? Aren't I only some test subject?" He asked, brushing snow and mud off his armor. "Sean, it's not like that!" She yelled as Sean frowned.
"What is it then? Why would and eldar care so much about me?" He asked as he confronted her. "B-Because... You are much more to me than an object." She said looking over to him. He was surprised at the answer at the least. Thoughts and theories ran through his head. "What do you mean by th-" He was quickly cut off by a more compact force. He hadn't even notice the wraith that had snuck around him. "You damned mon'keigh!" She screamed as she gripped his head and looked through his visor. "Helmet. Off. Now." She hissed as Sean disabled the helmet on the suit.
The minute she saw his face, the wraith took off her own helmet. It was Telria, and she was not happy. "Go away for another month, and I will be the one to execute you!" She growled as she hugged him tight. Sean had no idea what was happening, but was oddly pleased with it. "It seems that the humans have not executed you." Said a specific voice. Farseer Taldeer walked forward as Sean nodded. "Nice to see you too." He said as Telria slipped from him. "Do not mistake my observation for being impressed." She said as Sean shrugged. Mealaeth was furious, first minute she sees him and he's being hogged by the other girls.
She hugged herself to his arm and looked at the others. "Either way, you won't believe what he just did on the battlefield!" She said as Sean looked at her. "Tell me councilor, or depart from him, if you're just simply happy to see him." Said Taldeer as Mealaeth huffed. "I felt a ripple of Aeldari energy and saw him at the source. He also told me of a interaction with Ynnead." She said as the women looked baffled.
"Do not joke with me! Ynnead wouldn't even speak with these simpletons!" Taldeer shouted, only for Sean to reply. Sean wasn't the one speaking as the veins trailing up his neck blackened and his entire tone was changed. "You would be correct my dear, however he has a will to sustain my power without requiring a massive amount of souls to conjure a physical form. He also has two other guests, one of chaos and the other of his own." He spoke as the eldar we shocked, and knelt the minute his voice boomed out of the fleshy puppet that is Sean.
"He will remain my vessel until I say otherwise." Spoke the man as soon the symptoms went as quickly as they came. He felt to his hands and knees as he groaned. "Could have asked dickhead." He growled, having been forced out of his consciousness for some time. "Then it is true, you hold our species by the throat." She muttered as Sean looked at the bowed women.
"Too hear our savior's voice from a mon'kiegh is incredibly disbelieving, yet is it true? Are you his vessel?" Asked Taldeer as she glanced up to him. "Yeah, I hardly believe it myself." He said as Mealaeth now felt almost ashamed to fall for such a distinguished man. To be fought over by higher beings tend to make her fell dwarfed in importance to the man. "Listen, I understand the importance of your god, but I still fight for my imperium. This is just perhaps a temporary alliance." He said as the women rose. "No it isn't. The powers of our god and the warp are linked. Same as yours and any other being of greater power." She said as Sean tilted his head in confusion.
They walked and talk as they approached the base. "HALT!" Shouted his squad as they sprinted up to him. "By the emperor I will have your head for this you heretic!" Shouted Apex as he fired off some shots that reflected off his armor. Spex slammed her fist into his face, knocking him out cold and turning to Sean. "What happened Sean? Did anything happen between you and the xenos?" She asked as Bolt and Breach hoisted their leader up.
"Something about wondering what my condition was. Making sure I wasn't gonna snap and kill people." He said as Spex nodded. "Since you were transported, we haven't been informed properly. Spacemarines keep to themselves well." She said as Sean nodded. He than continued into the base and was already catching glances.
"Is that him? The corrupt guardsman?" Whispered one voice. "What was he doing with the xeno?" Said another. He was then approached by Sturnn, which he snapped to a salute. "I assume you have explaining?" He asked as Sean shrugged. "I'll try to answer what questions those have for me." He said as the general nodded. "Follow me then." He said as Sean fell into step behind him and some commissars.
Back on the secluded part of the bay, the commissars had left and he was left with the farseer and general. Mealaeth and Telria decided to rest at the small encampment while he spoke with the two commanders. "Tell me Sean, any other powers contact you?" He asked as Sean tilted his head. "What do you mean?" He asked as the general sighed. "Do not think of this as a problem unless it is. Tell me what has spoke to you." He said giving him a dark glare. Sean looked at the farseer and let out a sigh. "Two separate powers, sir." He said as the general turned to him and put his hands behind his back. "Who may they be?" He asked as Sean scratched the back of his head.
"My emperor, may I reveal your existence to the general?" He mentally questioned his holy fragment. "Let it be. I have few worries when it comes to this one." He said as Sean looked at the general. "The emperor. I hold a piece of him during my meditations in the temple." He said as the general just stared on. "Is this a joke?!" He growled as he gripped the collar piece of his armor.
"You are tainted by the wraith of chaos! You insult our emperor if you believe in what you say!" He yelled, shaking him as Sean struggled. A soft light soon envelopes him and he speaks. "What the mortal says is true. I take refuge in his body, and like the others, use his reinforced will as my own." He said as the general let go and stumbled back. Sean's light faded and he swayed. The general grabbed him before his fall and muttered to him. "The emperor really holds himself within you. How?" He wondered as Sean steadied himself.
"He saved me at my weakest time. I was almost consumed by my deamon until he showed his light." He said looking at his hands and clutches them into fists. "I now truly am his sword now." He said as the general rubbed his head. "Surely He has a plan for you. He wouldn't simply justify himself along with your deamon troubles." He said as Sean nodded.
"He assures me that he will tell his plan later. Until then, I hold his fragment and burdens." He said as the general sighed and leaned over the railing. "Then may your blade strike true. We have the titan crew readied and waiting. You may be present for the strategy meeting." He said giving him a salute.
Mealaeth screamed in her pillow as she had his image burned behind her eyes. The man's armor, slick and well fitted around his body. His face as young as ever, yet coupled with the body made him a walking wet dream to her. Thoughts and lust ran rampant as she was mentally begging him to march into her tent and make her his.
She was slowly being driven mad with want as he was making sure his dominance was shown in her dark fantasies. She than began to think if she was too hard on him. She was obviously worried, but her anger must have gotten out of her grasp. She walked out of her tent as only an hour had passed. She was quick to notice him as he and what seemed like two men from his older squad were slung over eachother's shoulders.
"A shame!" She heard him shout in a slur into the crisp air. "By the emperor if eldar were human I'd bed one in a heartbeat!" He joked openly with the man to his side. "Damn strait How cruel is fate to torment us with such heresy!" He yelled, the men taking gulps from bottles at a time. She trailed them as she listened in on their rude remarks until Sean split away for some unknown reason. She trekked softly on the snow and watched as he clambered up a slightly broken down wall.
He than just sat their at the wall edge as she followed to confront him. "Sean?" She asked in curious tone. He just gulped down some more of the liquids in the bottle. His face and cheeks were flushed red and he gave her a small smile. "Hey..." He said softly as he turned back to the view. She didn't even notice what he was looking at until she saw it in the distance. "A corpse of the great machine it once was. A titan." He spoke as she saw it's reminiscent buried slightly within the snow and frost. It was surrounded with an odd contraption that seemed to ward off the warp and other nasty things.
"Why are you up hear?" She asked, sitting next to him. "Peace and quiet, either that, or the machine calls to me for some reason." He said looking onward upon the giant's corpse. "It fell during the Horus heresy, but we have the means to rebuild it." He said, sipping on the liquor.
It really was calm and quiet, no annoying clammer of the base, no glares or insults, just simple peace. He just sighed and started muttering to himself, and she heard it all.
"Reminds me of you and me. I, something broken in need of rebuilding, and you, someone who may fix it." He grumbled, unknowing of how loud his ranting was. "From starting as my enemy, to someone I care about. Not like that will last..." He spoke as she listened closer. "Every day, night, moment; I listen to her nightmarish song and words. Everything I fight for is but a god, anything else will be whisked away into nothing, a means to an end." He muttered as his eyes began to water.
"People, things, and any fucking opportunities were out the window the second she appeared." He strained through gritted teeth. "Day after day I suffer her twisted games the minute I close my eyes. How I survive; I'll never know. It was only my faith that kept me going, but that is what only I say."
He was looking down into the bottleneck and focused his vision on the now shallow liquids inside. "I felt cheated, betrayed, forgotten by my god the minute she finally made herself know." He spoke as she listened in closer. "She never spoke or acted this way until I had met you." He muttered, throwing the bottle off edge of the wall. She now felt he heart being squeezed. "So maybe you could be a hope, or a new curse." He said now turning his attention to her.
The minute he saw her baffled look he turned himself away, a bright blush covering his face as she looked shock. To hear such pained yet, beautiful words from him made her feel special. He was mortified at what he said. "She's already in love with someone else! By the emperor you're stupid!" He screamed to himself, making sure it wasn't spoken.
Mealaeth slowly shuffled herself closer and she now had his attention. "Hey. Come here you idiot." She said gripping his armor and ramming her lips onto his. He gave a muffled yelp, only to settle into the suprise. Although she tasted the bitter bite of alcohol on his tongue, she pressed onward as she was under the control of her body. "Sean...?" Asked a voice as they parted quickly.
He turned to see Telria, in the snow with a look that he can only describe as betrayal. She than doubled back and Sean shot up. "TELRIA!" He yelled as he jumped off the wall, his visor snapping shut. He rushed after her as Mealaeth looked onward in shock. She was quick to follow.
Telria rushed through the outer edges of the base, which were mostly shelled ruins that drove away anyone that originally lived there. She didn't know what she saw, but it made her angry and sad at the same time. She hated the feeling as well as the very thought of looking a Sean's face.
She felt the tears sting and burn her eyes as they fogged her vision. She then tripped and collapsed in the cold snow, crying and whimpering as a figure approached her vision. "TELRIA!" It yelled as another noise screamed throughout the air. Suddenly the figure quickly jumped on her as a massive explosion hit the back of his armor.
"G-Get off of me!" She screamed, trying to reach for her sword. His hand grasped hers and pinned her for a brief moment.
"Telria I'm sorry, but now is not the time!" He growled as he picked her up once more as her council woman had ran close behind. "We must get to the main battlements! We sh-" She was stopped by Sean retracting his visor and shook his head. "No. You and Telria are. I'm not just yet." He said, giving her a quick peck on the lips. Her face grew a light red as she covered her face with her mask.
Telria then noticed her helmet was off her head and in his hands. "I am truly sorry and I'll explain later. Please take care of yourself." He said giving her own peck on the cheek. He handed back her helmet, which she quickly grabbed and hid the open blush that spread on her face. She Mealaeth began the run to the base, but Sean felt something that was clawing at him for awhile:
Payback.
Telria was still angry and confused, but the kiss was something else. For a brief moment, she was happy. However; something didn't feel right with Sean. He started acting differently and she knew he had something to drink, but she knew this wasn't the alcohol.
It was something that was wrong. Terribly wrong. "Mealaeth! Wraith! We're is the vessel?!" Shouted their farseer as they arrived at the scramble which was the base center. "He left to confront the attackers!" Replied Mealaeth as the farseer growled. "And no support!? The mon'kiegh doesn't even know what he's doing!" She hissed as the threat drew close. It wasn't until an announcement was made over the sirens.
"All combat worthy personnel report to the front!" Shouted the voice as they quickly made their way past checkpoints and gates to find the sight they never thought to see. Sean stood alone among a army of cultists, chaos marines, and deamons. He was silent as he opened his hand and a bright white flame broke out into the shape of a blade. However, when chaos charged, he simply slammed the blade on the ground and the white flames engulfed the entire military force that had recently been there.
Sean than marched back to their lines with his squad already on him. "Damn it Sean! Why are y-" Apex was cut off by his fist slamming into him. The kasrkin was, once again, our cold. He simply nodded to General Sturnn and Farseer Taldeer. They then followed close as he pulled back into the base.
Telria was still massively confused and was getting more angry because of it. She turned to her council woman and noticed her silence. She had many questions to ask.
All involving the actions they took part of.