Guest- Patients! I guess you will have to wait and see hehehe xD

Xeno Tyrant- Thank you! Im glad you liked it! And of course the Dark Eldar here are FAR from nice! I just wanted to portray them as gray evil, as in "Ill do anything to protect that which i care about" and by I care about they generally mean ME! "Ill do anything to protect myself!" instead of stupid evil of "Ill stick 20 needles up my dick just coos Im edgy!" because they like it maybe, but still :D . As for corrupting the guardsman I am taking that route, if you notice Severath is far less religious and strict and arrogant than he was at the beginning, after all Commoragh tends to take you down a peg xD. But yeah, sorry for the rant I am really grateful for you freed back as it will help me become an even better writer, so thanks. I just hope that the heavier stuff that Im writing (and will write soon) dont put you off too much from enjoying the story itself :/

Kenshin327- Well the cliffhanger is resolved! (Thanks for the Pm once more)

Lastly... HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE! as always! Read and enjoy! (and please review and leave feed back as that motivates the hell out of me!) :D

"ugh..." Severath blinked as he felt he was being carried, his broken nose was still leaking blood which now dribbled down his forehead and into his hair before it fell to the floor as he saw his helmet dangle from him, somehow attached to his armor.

"Vect you have a hard head human!" he heard a male voice before he drifted into unconsciousness yet again. He opened and closed his eyes several times before he was finally thrown onto a table. Panting he coughed up blood as his back hurt, both from the crushing injury and the burning splinter fire of the jet biker woman.

"Agk ach ah!" He coughed as he opened his eyes fully and sat up. He saw the incubi, Ker, leaning against the wall and rolling his eyes at him. "You could have... just told me to follow you..." Severath spoke painfully.

"Yes, but do to the upcoming war which you caused my sister might get hurt!" Ker was quick to rebuff him, not even bothering to look his way. "Still, I forgive you, dont you see what a kind and gentle person I am?" The Eldar's cold yet arogant voice said. Severath forced himself to laugh as he got up and off the table. He eyed up the uncaring incubus and giggled at himself. Then, suddenly he hugged the armored xeno. Ker was quick to punch him in the chest a few times before the hug settled it, his training kicking it. "HEY GET OFF!" he protested as Severath felt no pain due to the overwhelming suffering he faced the past couple of days. He held the man a few more seconds before releasing him.

"Yes you are! Thank you." Severath said in his injured state. "If you could please just be a bit more gentle I am sure we could have a wonderful relationship!" Severath said, feeling woozy from the blood loss. Ker eyed him with a face which spoke volumes of 'are you fucking kidding me'

"That was irony, human. I am sure that even your small brain could comprehend it! As for your words what confuses and terrifies me is the fact that I sense no irony in them..." The incubus stated. Severath giggled some more.

"Oh dont you get it?" he asked the xeno who raised an eyebrow at him. "Of course you do! Ill most likely die here! Ill most likely die a horrible, gruesome death while watching one of your kind eat my dick in front of me or something like that!" Severath went on to explain to the unphased alien. "So I am REALLY and HONESTLY thankful that I can talk to and have a relationship with someone sane , or at least the closes thing to it in this wretched place, like you and your sister!" Severath said honestly. He stepped up to the man who frowned at him. "I WANT to get out! I want to go on a paradise world and die happy! I know you want to go away with your sister and live out your immortality happy without Slannesh eating away at your souls!" the human added and the alien hissed at the utter of the chaos god's name. "Yet neither of us can get what we want, so I am thankful for your... mercy." Severath concluded. For a moment there was silence before Ker rolled his eyes.

"If that was a way to propose to me, Im sorry but I am taken... you know that!" Ker said, semi ironically and Severath laughed out loud. Ker couldnt help but giggle at the silly human. "Well to be honest with you, you are a fun slave to be around... and while I dont guaranty of saving your ass, I may guaranty of not kicking it too hard so your balls dont pop!" he said, snickering and Severath laughed some more as his head spun from the blood loss.

"Shhh" the door to the menacing room opened it and a figured walked it. It was the son of the Archon! The one which greeted him in front of the throne room, the whats his face heir! Ker assumed a respectful and slightly submissive stance but he still bore all the seriousness of a incubi, merely standing still like a good soldier. At first the newcomer stared at Severath and was about to say something before he shook his head.

"Fathers says I cant have a pet and yet he keeps you..." he said placing his face in his gauntlet.

"Crown prince Derath'ila, what shell we do with him?" Ker asked with all the seriousness of a professional soldier.

"No need to be so formal with me cousin... in fact you could do me a favor by adopting this bastard along with your sister and gifting him to your sister..." Derath'ila spoke and Severath realized just how much he looked like his father. "ahh..." He exhaled. "No matter... I dont judge assholes by their race, only by their usefulness to me and my family and as much as I hate the situation you brought us to human..." he said, making a short pause as if he was thinking was it possible for him to utter the next few words. "I appreciate it... because of your victory over Levat's Vect will most likely stop supporting them so we can do war properly now." he said, further confusing severath. Suddenly he pulled out a pistol like thing and shot at Severath. The human's eyes went wide as a green button thing leached onto his throat. "Father says he can track you here easily, but I want to track you myself... No matter, you are free for now, but Father is calling all the nobles to discuss further actions... so you will be called in a matter of hours! Dress properly and clean yourself!" the alien ordered before nodding his head, telling Ker to follow him. The two turned to leave the room before Derath'ila stopped. "Oh and human?" he said.

"yeah?" Severath asked.

"You might want to get your head examined..." Derath'ila purred as he left the room with the incubus.

"Thats the first thing any xeno said to me since I arrived at this place!" Severath called back. He was angry and he picked up his things, storming off and trying to find Orathain, taking the 'doctor's' brother advice. While he was still a stranger to the building it didnt take him too long to make some Eldar point him to the right direction, after all, he was a star now and practically all of the spire knew him! heh... seems like being a celebrity had its boons! At least they werent spiting in his face anymore. Finding himself in front of the haemonucli den he knocked on the door a few times, still not working out where the fucking bell was. The door opened and the familiar face of Orathain who was clearly happy. As soon as he saw the human he opened his wide arms and hugged him tightly.

"OH THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!" The happy alien said, holding Severath tight. "May your god emperor bless you human!" he said and Severath was too confused to feel awkward as he was held by the Eldar.

"Ok... You are happy I hurt that bastard more I take it?" Severath said, taking the opportunity to make new friends in this hell hole. It was ironic, from the ceiling hung no less than three semi alive humans who's bodies were obviously in pure agony and yet the creature who most likely did this to them was now holding him tightly as if he was his dearest friend.

"YES! BUT NOT ONLY THAT!" the haeomonculi in training said, finally releasing him with one hand and pointing open handed behind him to reveal the mechanicus lady Severath has saved, she was smirking widely and Severath could appreciate her beauty. Wait... why was she smiling? what was fun and joyous about this place? "Aloisia here is the single most intelligent and knowledgeable woman I have ever met so far, even if she is human." He said and grabbed Severath's gloved hands, looking into his eyes as his own were full of gentle, child like desire. "Please... Please may I buy her off of you?" he said, Desperation clearly evident in his voice. Wait... was he in love with her.

"So, you like her that much, eh?" Severath couldnt help but tease the childishly happy alien in front of him.

"I never had a chance to thank you before. Thank you Severath, you saved me from such a grueling fate... I just hope my colleagues could have made it out as well..." she said, her happy face becoming sad once more. He wanted to reassure her but he didnt know how to... her colleagues were most likely suffering right now... on top of that she wasnt in the safest of spaces herself.

"Dont worry Ali, nothing will happen to you while you are here, as a son of the Archon, I guaranty that!" Orathain was quick to reassure her. Man... he seemed like he was really infatuated with her.

"Oh does the kinky space elf have a crush on someone?" Severath couldnt help but tease the xeno, smirking as his nose bleed further, his head dizzy from the lack of oxygen. Orathain was taken back and he blushed, his pale skin, even paler than most of his kin, turning a bright shade of crimson.

"Well no... I wouldnt say anything like that..." he tried to defend himself, calming his emotions. "Its just that..." he began as he conjured up a response in his head before holding it high, finding the justification he wanted. "It is rare to find such a highly knowledgeable colleague, even amongst my kind and to find one which belongs to a different species and is of different gender is... fascinating truly." he defended himself as Aloisia looked shyly and awkwardly at him. It was bad enough that she was unphased by all the sobbing of... room art and decorations that were the semi alive humans, but she was acting as... ahh fuck it.

"I... see..." Severath said coldly as he crossed his arms. "I will give her to you for free..." he said and the alien broke all formalities as he jumped up in glee, his tall, slender form being both elegant and awkward to Severath's eyes as he jumped about while the human female still stood awkwardly. "BUT!" he said, raising a hand to calm the alien, who immediately took heed and turned his attention once more to the human. "I want some guarantees of you..." he said sternly. At first the alien looked at him carefully, as if calculating something, then he crossed his arms.

"Of course, I scratch your back and you scratch mine... What is it? Want me to resurrect you if father kills you or something? Maybe stitch your balls back if sister cuts them off?" He asked, rolling his eyes. That didnt surprise Severath, but what really pissed him off was the fact that the human woman giggled at the alien's remarks.

"Ahhh.." Sighing Severath continued. "While all those things would indeed be nice... I have something more altruistic in mind..." He said and once more the confused alien rose his eyebrow.

"Oh?" he asked.

"Yes... I want you to treat Aloisia as a free woman... I want her to be free and you to protect your freedom... and I dont want you to experiment on her without her consent... so treat her fairly and take care of her, alright?" Severath asked, explaining himself and causing the alien to blink. Of course the bastard wasnt used to altruism but...

"Done!" Orathain said swiftly. Severath blinked with a confused expression, basically asking the xeno 'what?' . Orathain laughed at him. "What? did you think I would torture someone close to me? Close to my heart?" he asked, seemingly genuine curiosity booming out of him. "Do you think I am some sort of monster?" he asked the perplexed human, who was quick to gather himself and shot the xeno a mean look, before pointing up to the ceiling with his finger, showing the still moaning and crying human victims that hung from it, being attached to what appeared to be life support mechanisms.

"And what about that?!" Severath said dryly before cocking his eyebrow at the asshole.

"Oh you assume too much!" Orathain was quick to dismiss, but his female companion still shivered as she contemplated that the alien could be guilty of such... art... "First of all MOST of these lovely creations are the works of master C'kreg! Second I AM gentle to them!" The alien emphasized I strongly, but Severath merely narrowed his gaze further. "Third I NEVER EVER torture or experiment on those I care about, except when I have their permission of course and lastly..." Orathain took what appeared to be a sad sigh. "I only torture those who deserve it..." For some reason... Severath WANTED to believe him... he really did... but right now every ounce of him was pissed off at the aliens words.

"Oh I am suppose to believe you are some sort of angle do I?" Severath said, obviously angry. Orathain narrowed his pale gaze but before he could get angry properly him smirked.

"Thats rich, coming from you... when you worked for the people who torture others as well..." Orathain rebuffed him. "I mean, true you can claim that you do it to save your precious imperium and that I only do it for personal pleasure but..." he continued, pausing only to stare and enjoy the human's confused face. "hmm.." he smirked. "If it soothes you, I dont torture that many people... and in fact I create art out of some of them!" Aloisia seemed to cock her one biological eyebrow at this. "How many times have I grafted an extra arm or an extra dick to a human slave to make them more efficient!? I honestly want to know! I lost count!" Orathain went on, raising his hands dramatically. "Oh and when those nobles break their toys down! IT IS ME WHO HAS TO FIX THEM!" he said, making a temper tantrum which was all so classical for the xeno species he was a member of. "Ohh I didnt know they couldnt live without both lungs! Or. I want his cock and balls back! I didnt castrate him properly so now I want to do it again!" The doctor went on to explain, making an impression of the arrogant nobles and mimicking their voices as he spoke, clearly annoyed. Aloisia giggled at this... Did that woman enjoy this? Sure she was a damned adept of the biologis division and she most likely wanted to mind rape this pervert for his xeno heretech knowledge but could she at least partially be on the sane side that is humanity? "So dont worry Severath..." Orathain spoke, finally calming down and like it or not, Severath had to admit he was glad at least someone called him by his name. "I promise I will take good care of this particular human here! Hell, we were basically inseparable before you walked in." He said, taking the hands of the gleefully happy woman into her own, one was a complete cybernetic while the other was... at least partially made of flesh.

"Its ok Severath... logic dictates that we do not agitate the ones who welcome us with such generosity." the woman herself spoke. While it was clear she wasnt happy with the... darker sides of Orathain's profession, it was also clear she was happy to learn from him... ahh the bloody tech priests and their mind over humanity dogma.

"I sort of suspected that Eldar would fall in love at first sight, but I would be caught dead before I would believe the same of any mechanicus adept! After all, isnt the xeno mechanism the perversion of truth?" Severath said, recalling the knowledge passed onto him by the kind old tech adept in his schola all those years ago. To his surprise they both giggled.

"While that is true... I find that perverted truth is truth non the less... and I guess we cant blame the perverted species of being... well, perverted." she said, looking into Orathain's eyes. "Like a flaw in a cogitator, such is the technology of the xeno." she said, placing her mechanical hand on the xeno's face. "And in this case, the flaw here is... well, what we see on the ceiling." she said, all the while the human slaves who were fussed with the room moaned. Severath wished to be disgusted but he couldnt... "And if I can influence and change that for the better I will.." she continued making the Eldar blush. "After all... after 4 months in this wretched place he is the first kind thing to happen to me, besides you of course." she said, her voice thankfully more human than mechanical. "And I do believe he can teach me a great deal, for in all the 374 cycles of my life I have never heard such knowledge of the flesh as he told me in these few minutes." she concluded and she and the xeno locked their gazes. At this point Severath gave up.

"If you can influence him for the better than do so... now can you please exhibit your... gentler knowledge on this flesh?" he asked, pointing rather sarcastically to himself. The two in front of him, both the near 4 century old mechanical beauty and her most certainly much older xeno... colleague continued to stare at each other.

"Oh Ill just watch him do the work... Im afraid that my limited knowledge will just hamper him..." Aloisia said, blushing as she shyly admitted her thoughts. Orathain in turn grabbed her hands and reassured her.

" Nonsense! In all my long years I have never met a person of human origin as knowledgeable of medicine as you Aloisia." he said honestly, his melodic voice carrying none of the malice which was so typical of his kind. "I would be honored if you aided me with the procedures." He said and the woman's one biological eye darted all over him as her circuits were overwhelmed with emotional joy which was so atypical of one of her kind... or so Severath would describe it if he was writing a smut novel for a rich human noble.

"Just dont have sex over me please." Severath said dryly as he proceeded to the same table where his memories were taken out. The legless patient from a few days earlier had regrown his leg and was clearly near check out.

"This time we will use anesthetics!" Orathain said cheerfully as he lowered something onto Severath's face, broken nose in tow. Before Severath could utter a thanks he felt as if he had fallen into a sort of trance, a sort of semi consciousness. He could still see and hear what was going on around him, but it was all much faster and incomplete.

"And what of your splinter weaponry? Diamonds are the amongst the hardest materials out there but they are very brittle and adamatium is..." the woman said as she touched him, Severath felt nothing. Orathain jumped into her words.

"Oh thats why we mix diamonds with super elastic substance we Eldar like to cal.. ..So the new substance becomes very hard and very elastic, in fact thats part of the process which creates wraithbone, but thats only the first part of the process which doesnt involve psychic powers and psychic molding which gives wraithbone its self repairing powers." NERD! NERD! NEEEEEERD! Nerd's were operating on him. It wasnt like Severath minded the tech talk, but his head was still dizzy and the blood wasnt coming back into him. Speaking of which he felt being turned, as if he levitated as the two got to work on his injured back.

"But if that truly is the case and wraithbone is stronger then plasteel and adamantine, why is Space marine armor superior to that of the regular Eldar?" Aloisia asked and Severath's tilted head was barely able to see Orathain showing the measurement with his hands.

"ahaha... well, this is the average thickness of a aspect warrior or a kabalites armor." Wow... that was thin indeed. "it is made to not hinder movement." Orathain explained. "While this..." the heamonculi said widening his hands considerably. "is the average thickness of space marine armor." he said, smirking at the woman who was absorbing knowledge like a sponge. "So you do the math." he said and time flowed once more.

"And what about your dark lances? Severath had one on the bike he acquired?" Aloisia spoke as Severath once more found himself on his back. "How do they work? Are they plasma in nature? Or melta in origin?" she inquired and the Eldar male laughed with pure joy. Nerds... fucking nerds... and he loved him as now the pain in his back and nose was gone and not only that, the human felt he had regained a lot of blood somehow.

"No no no! you see, black holes tend to bend light, right!" she nodded as he saw a scalpel in Orathain's hand.. thank the Emperor it looked clean. "Well it can do the same with dark matter." he exclaimed and the woman opened her biological jaw at this. "crazy I know! Thankfully you can harvest it without harvesting the black hole itself, so its much safer to use when used as a conventional weapon." he said and they operated in peace for a while.

"Orathain?" She slowly said, her eye radiating curiosity.

"hmm..." he replied.

"Did your kind ever harness a black hole?" she asked, practically mesmerized by the prospect. Orathain smiled sadly and then sighed.

"Of course we did!" he proclaimed with both enthusiasm and sadness. Looking at her concerned face his faster processing Eldar brain didnt allow her any concern. "Its just that, Lord Vect gave one of our distant cousins a gift and when the said cousin opened it he discovered it was a dying... or to be specific collapsing black hole... he, his spire and his entire sub realm was destroyed..." Orathain said and the woman looked shocked and hugged the tall alien's hand in affection, he smiled back at her. "ah! there we go!" He proclaimed and proceeded to lift Severath back from sleep as if by magic. The human took a moment to gather his senses and when he got up he saw that he was but naked... except for his briefs of course. Aloisia thankfully held a mirror to him and he was surprised to see that not only was his nose not broken anymore, but it looked like it had never been broken in the first place (And it had been... plenty of times.). Blushing slightly Severath uttered his thanks honestly and clumsily at the pair as he was being given his gear, which he rapidly put on due to instilled training within him.

"Just remember what you said Orathain, treat Aloisia as a free woman and treat her fairly!" Severath proclaimed, much gentler than he did when he first entered the room. "Protect her, because you know how your kind treat humans, be they Archon's slaves or otherwise." he finished as he arived at the door of the infirmary.

"Of course of course!" The heamonculi reassured him, honest in his voice "Also, because you took your pills regularly I was able to reconstruct your brain part responsible for facial recognition! You need not take the medication any further of course!" he added and Severath realized that he did indeed saw faces much more clearly now. He smiled as the door slid open to reveal Branka. Great! Severath didnt want to ask for directions from the posh, arrogant Eldar twats again!

"Do you require escort, sir Severath?" She said meekly and submissively. Severath smiled, at least her speaking improved.

"No way!" Aloisia spoke in pleasant shock and confusion. "A replicae which is fully independent and is fully human!" she proclaimed as her biological eye went wide in shock and her biotic one rapidly collected data. Branka blushed and Severath exhaled. Was he the only one who couldnt tell Branka was a vat grown clone? Even with his restored brain?

"This one... I am not a vat grown exactly my lady... my parents were and they created me... the biological way..." Branka blushed furiously. Severath felt the urge to facepalm himself.

"And you can reproduce!?" Aloisia spoke excitedly as Branka continued to blush and Orathain laughed. "Are you the product of the Eldar child? For I dont know the Imperium holds such scientific knowledge that the omnissiah gifted us to be able to create... well... you." She explained.

"Lady is mistaken... The Imperium of man does indeed posses such technology... it was recovered during the Holos campaign... the adepts of the machine did take the knowledge with them... but the daughters of the progenitor... the daughters of the Emperor as you know them and the ecclesiarchy decided that all us replicae, even the ones of the second generations which are born naturally are... to be returned to our normal, non sapient functions... as the emperor intended us to be..." Branka said, holding her hands together defensively and meekly. Her eyes were teary and her voice slightly shaky. "My parents fled the planet with me and... well after minor inconvenience the kind Archon was... kind..." she said, clearly not wanting to continue. Severath felt bad... genuinly... FUCK this galaxy! Emperor purge it all! Oh when he gets off of his throne and comes to collect his due he'll!... he'll!... Most likely purge you as well you dumb idiot! Severath thought to himself. To his surprise Aloisia stepped forwards and gently hugged the vat grown woman.

"Im sorry... Im so sorry child..." she said, holding the fleshy thing with her mechanical parts. Branka was shocked but eventually hugged back.

"Im sorry as well... I know how much knowledge means to you... Im sorry you are forbidden from creating new replicae which can serve the progenitor as normal humans can..." She said hugging the woman back.

"Dont worry... such knowledge does exist and when I get out and I will find it and I will make all the machines on Mars sing in binary if I have to to end this injustice." Aloisia whispered into Branka's ear. That seemed to sooth the girl. Orathain stepped forwards and placed a hand on the woman's shoulder.

"If you want..." he began slowly and gently. "I can teach you cloning and vat creating." he spoke softly, that certainly peaked the woman's interest as she looked at him with new joy. He smiled at her and turned to Branka. "If you or the Steward need something, dont hesitate to ask me, I know father already listens to him but extra support wont hurt no body." He spoke in a happy tone and Branka tilted her head and nodded respectfully whipping the tears from her eyes. Orathain and Aloisia stepped back inside the infirmary and nodded silently to the two in a sad atmosphere as the door closed down, leaving the storm trooper and the vat grown alone.