ShinRa13- well she isnt too stable either xD so there is that. She is strong enough not to fall apart thought.

Silver Crow- Thanks for the compliments my man :D . As for Lelith she MIGHT show up, but take an interest in Severath? Not Im afraid x'D, she is far above his league.

SirPihna- Indeed she is and indeed he did! One of these days he might consider going gay to avoid all of them... x'D

Karagan3033- Indeed he does, but what he will do with it remains to be seen.

Nasgril- sorry about the consistency :'( but I do have my reasons. As for the Kitten character, we can give them a Cat (which they name) O if you know what I mean x'D

Heillen Mavis- Aw xD

Kenshin327- And a happy new year to you! :D As for Severath, dont worry, one does not get used to Commoragh so easily x'D. Thats why hes going on a vacation. Also, your welcome

Sonic- Thanks Im glad you did!

Fleece Johnson- Ha the jokes on you as I bet by this time you thought I had dropped the story x'D. But yeah... I feel the burn of college as well my friend! The tau wont be an oversexualized pin up model thats for sure and I am aware of the canonical portrayal of the Tau. I am always for cannon where one can follow it (and where cannon makes sense since there are often times where it does not). As for the hooves they dont bother me at all, but Im much more a foot man myself (as you will find out int this chapter). As for MLP itself, it was partly me throwing it for sh!ts and giggles and partly me throwing it to troll those grimderp fanboys to whom grimdark is everything. Also im glad you still with us.

ShadowSoldiers- Wow! Thanks for the compliment! im supper glad my story is spreading across the internet! I have searched far and wide for this reddit you speak of but I cant find it :( , I would appreciate it if you can show me it or sent me the link somehow x'D . Also welcome to the fanclub :D

Once more thanks to Brendan Jeff for his beta reading (i really should memorize his fanfic account name...) so give praise to him!

ATTENTION!

First off happy new year to everyone. Secondly Im sorry for the delay but trust me its justified. College troubles aside I regret to inform you that my laptop died... most likely from fap folder overload :( . Seriously though, that isnt TOO MUCH of a problem since I can write on my PC, but that severely limits my writing time and henc increases the time between the chapters... I will try to reinstall the system once more and try to save what I can from my hard disk where most of my super important stuff and plans are... I will take it to try and be repaired but worst comes to worst I will have to buy a new laptop :( . I really hate asking this, especially since I am considering making a page in the future but if you can spare some scraps to send to this slav squat eastren european student Id really appreciate it. It isnt too bad as Im writing commissions and Im expected some money to go my way, so its nothing super critical, but things like 5$ really REALLY help me out. If you are able and willing, do contact me. Once more sorry for this but desperate times call for desperate measures :( . Now enough of this soapiness, onto the story. Do read, review and most importantly enjoy :)

"Anu'shu…" Shadowstar fell to her knees and wept as she held the, to her, holy honor blade. "Anu'El T'au Shu…" she said the Ethereals full name as tears went down her blue face. The tears slid down her face and dropped onto the honor blade. Unlike most such blades which were halberd like this one had a more swordish appearance, its size making it appear that it was a two handed weapon, but due to its weight it was easy to handle it with one hand, the power field around it allowing it to fight with little strength without the fear of being pushed back with superior force. Severath, Zmaj and Dianne were all arguing amongst each other but she didn't hear anything. A part of her wanted to know what had happened to the poor and noble Ethereal… but she realized the meaning of Severath's words when he told her that she didn't want to know. Grinding her teeth as she imagined what tortures he would have to endure at the hands of these… these… creatures. Then she frowned, her sadness turning into anger and fury as she felt her iron resolve breaking through. Damn it! If she was to die she would die bringing the greater good, even in this dark place. "FOR TAU!" she shouted and charged the nearest incubus. This snapped the rest back to reality as she ran.

"What the?" the incubi said in gothic. She swung the sword precisely as the Tau had superior hand to eye coordination. Still even with her training, agility and dexterity, the incubi was an Eldar, better trained and more experiences in melee combat and was overall quicker.

"Tau'va!" she shouted just before her honor blade struck the Incubui's own power sword. He was much taller than her, even a good foot/30 cm taller than Severath. Kneeing her and sending her reeling back he laughed.

"Tau? In close quarter combat? Stick to your marker lights, lady!" he taunted her and with fury in her heart she charged once more. He sidestepped easily and tripped her over. She fell and braced herself, losing her weapon which fell away from her. Turning around she felt the incubi's foot on her. "Just try kicking me in the balls, lady. I can't wait to feel your hoof shatter…," he taunted.

"Murderer!" She called him and he laughed.

"I know we both are!" he said and rose his sword. She stared at him, ready to face her death.

"Stop…" Severath said as he went over to the two, the Incubi lowered his weapon.

"Oh don't worry, Sybarite, I wasn't going to kill her! Only rape her!" the incubi cheerfully said. Severath exhaled and rolled his eyes. He looked down at her.

"DON'T do that again… if you do, he will do far worse things to you than rape you… and I won't be able to stop him." He said allowing her a small pause to gaze upon the incubi. "After all, I'm pretty sure that any ethereal would advise you against wasting your life… your action here wouldn't have contributed to the greater good in any way." He told her and she felt anger at his words, no matter how true they are.

"And what would you know of Tau'va? Of the greater good?" she asked as the Incubi removed his foot from her. She got up and retrieved the honor blade.

"A lot more then you may know, commander Shadowstar." Severath responded. He turned around.

"Zmaj! I am placing you in charge of these new guests. Feel free to insult and argue with each other as much as you want… but if you do anything to each other then I will be forced to hand you over to the kabal. Zmaj, you know that my comrades are leaving and I am-"Severath explained but he was cut off.

"Looking for a way out yourself?" Jel'rock asked and Severath turned to see him. He gave him a stern, angry face, but the alien was un-phased. "No no no Sybarite, let me show you how proper intimidation is done!" he said and strode in front of Severath. "You!" he said pointing to Shadowstar. "If you do such bullshit again I will tie you up and force you to watch what they did to your precious ethereal for a very, very long time!" he said and this shocked Shadowstar, then he turned to Zmaj. Zmaj growled at him and several of the regular Eldar were afraid, but not the Incubi nor Jel'rock. Zmaj was clearly pissed that his presence didn't intimidate this upstart.

"Jel'rock!" Severath said through his teeth but his subordinate ignored him.

"As for you space marine!" he said casually. "I have nothing against you but if YOU break the rules your punishment should be… removal of gene seed which would be destroyed in front of you!" he said and Zmaj let out his claws. "Oh pretty long and large! Compensating for something?" Jel'rock asked and Severath stepped in front of the two.

"ALRIGHT! BACK IT OFF YOU ASSHOLES!" He said. "Jel'rock I SAID you may argue as much as you please but don't cause it to become a blood bath!" he ordered.

"There is no use talking to these aliens… be careful how you sleep, wretch." Zmaj spat the words out as he retracted his blades.

"Now that's some good advice for everyone!" Jel'rock said and thankfully backed away. Severath sighed.

"Branka… show our new guests their rooms… after EVERYONE has finished their business in the span of an hour, I want you, with the aid of the incubi, to lock them in their rooms for tonight…" Severath said and everyone protested.

"Afraid we will throw a party without you?" Jel'rock teased but Severath's orders were final. He was thankful to the god Emperor that these people didn't kill each other just yet. With a sigh he went to his room to relax.


"Severath… Severath?" Branka moved to push him but being a light sleeper Severath got up immediately. Realizing that he was still in his gear, not having the time to adjust to wearing pajamas, Severath felt slightly embarrassed. "The Archon is punishing someone… he demands that anyone of any importance be present" She said and with a sleepy nod he uttered his agreement as he grabbed a class of juice to fool his hunger. "You have 15 minutes, but please be there." She told him and left. Doing some basic stretching and activity exercises as well as push up Severath went out of his room, seeing Branka unlock the rest of the rooms. No one had died yet thankfully. He went through the corridors until he reached the courtyard. Unexpectedly Sergej was awaiting him there.

"Funny I see you here…" Sergej whispered. Severath wanted more information but he saw that even the nobles were confused as he was. Just then the Archon stormed out of the throne room. Severath and Sergej took their places as it was evident that the Archon was visibly pissed. He was dragging someone by the hair, purple hair that is.

"By the Emperor no…" Severath whispered as he saw that it was a dark Eldar female. He knew she was from Commoragh… she was pale and clearly lacked sun exposure, not only that but she wasn't untanned or pale… she was ashen-blue-ish? Behind them the incubi pushed a white haired dark Eldar male who was slightly more normal looking. The nobles were confused.

"Let me tell you what REALLY grinds my gears!?" The Archon asked in Eldar and Severath's translator went to work. "When your congratulatory party gets ruined by some fucking idiot failing to do their job!" he declared and Severath sighed.

"A high ranking official thinks his ass is important and wants everyone to know about it, Commoragh and the Imperium aren't that much not alike!" Severath whispered to Sergej while the nobles looked at each other in confusion.

"This BITCH!" the Archon pulled the woman up by the hair and she yelled as she held the base of her hair in pain. "Had one job of transporting humans in her ship! But said human slaves broke out, killed most of her fucking crew, disabled and wrecked MOST of her fucking ship and got fucking away!" he declared and threw her down in front of him. "The PROBLEM is those were MY men, those were MY slaves and that is MY ship we are talking about!" he fumed.

"What are you going to do?" asked one of the nobles eagerly. The Archon smirked.

"A public display! Heads, spikes, wall! ALL OF THEM!" the Archon snapped his fingers and the guards grabbed the two and pushed them behind the Archon as he proceeded to the grand terrace, followed by Severath, Sergej and the rest. The largest terrace overlooking the docking back was, as its name stated, grand and the nobles and trueborn of all sorts looked up upon it as the Archon walked on it.

"Ismael…" the white hair male whispered something to the female captain that was being punished but Severath failed to hear the entire sentence.

"Scum! Hear me!" the Archon boomed. "By now you are most likely aware of the shitty mood this bitch has put me in! If you're not, fuck you! In short she lost a large shipment of slaves! Now she and her entire fucking crew will be put to the sword and their souls sent to she who thirsts! Broadcast it everywhere and enjoy!" The Archon boomed and stepped aside as the incubi proceeded to drag the woman, a line forming behind her as the new victims were being brought. Everyone was cheering and gleefully looking at the execution. This was quite the party. Severath exhaled. Fuck it….

"My Lord!" Severath said loudly and as he did the party died, literally. A collective sigh was heard as if everyone knew he would ruin their party and the Archon himself slowly turned to look upon the human. Crap. Just as the moment of silence passed everyone started complaining but the Archon rose his hand and that stopped.

"Now now! Let's give the mon'keigh his chance to insolently speak when I'm in the bad mood… after that we will decide his punishment." The Archon calmly said and a lot of people giggled.

"My Lord… I am not the one to judge you wisdom, but surely you do realize how precious trueborn lives are… are you certain that sending them ALL to their death is the wisest option? A leader is allowed to show mercy!" Severath spoke and Sergej rolled his eyes and face palmed while the Eldar collectively either laughed at such notions or complained, until the Archon shut them down. The purple haired woman started at Severath with confusion.

"Now… subjects!" the Archon turned to face them. "I know some of you HATE this human!" he said and a loud collective BOOOO was heard. "I know some of you LOVE him!" he said and a roar of cheering was heard. Not bad for a mon'keigh, thought the Archon. "But I see through his deception!" he declared. "He wants me to 'punish' the crew by putting them under the command of a mon'keigh WHO JUST HAPPENS TO BE HIMSELF!" the Archon pointed to Severath and people either booed or laughed. Shit… "Well this is what will be happening!" the Archon declared. "In order to please ALL sides!" he spoke snapping his fingers and two incubi grabbed Severath. "The entirety of the remaining trueborn crew will give him a blowjob until he cums! If he gets a heart attack and dies he will stay dead!" the Archon said and loud cheering was heard. "If he survives he will get that fucking ship and get the hell out of here and out of your hair!" he added and the cheering got louder. This indeed seemed to please both sides. Severath thought, was he truly no longer of use to the Archon?

"Hey now!" Severath said as the incubi tied him to a pole and began undressing his lower body. "I must warn you I have performance anxiety!" he spoke honestly as his penis was laid bare, flaccid, for everyone to see as the Eldar cheered. Sergej chose to look away.

"Not to worry little human! My son has all chemistry your little dick will ever need!" the Archon said as Severath saw Orathain approach him with a needle. Wait, little!

"Just something to keep you erect!" Orathain whispered as he stuck the needle in one of the arteries at Severath's exposed leg. Almost immediately Severath got hard and the purple haired captain was brought before him.

"Oh and just so you know captain Jervy's... if he dies you and your crew will be put to the sword." Archon casually added and the cheering got louder still as the kneeling Eldar looked up at Severath.

"Make this quick!" Severath said as he blushed.

"YOU make it quick!" she responded as she mentally prepared herself. She was about to blow off a mon'keigh! Ewwww! As a trueborn she would never have to do that! Jervys thought as she took Severath inside her mouth, focusing on his tip in order to make him cum faster. The taste wasn't too bad.

"Come on Severath… quick draw, in out and done, damn it think off all those premature ejaculation jokes!" Severath whispered as he shivered. It took a solid good 2 minutes with Jervys intense effort for him to cum. He exhaled with joy as everyone cheered, the crowd losing none of its intensity. Jervys immediately spat out his cum as he came inside her mouth and a bit on her face and hair.

"You should have warned me you were about to cum!" she protested as she spat, Severath's cock refusing to go down as the incubi dragged her off and put the white haired first mate in her place.

"First mate Iliyan is next!" The Archon declared before adding. "One down, just 122 to go!" and it was then that Severath realized in what shit he had gotten himself into. He moaned as the white haired male close his eyes and began sucking him off for dear life, literally. "As far as I know fat and lazy humans can stand about 50 consecutive orgasms before their heart collapses. An athletic and healthy human about a 100… let's see how the odds favor you, shall we?" the Archon teased as the crowd cheered, Severath's torment being broadcasted all over kabal space.

"Just cum already!" Iliyan protested after a while, Severath moaning and biting his lips.

"Easier said then-ah! Done!" Severath protested as he came over Iliyan's face and white hair the male cringing as he was dragged off and another crewmember brought instead of him. The torment continued on for quite a while and it didn't take too long before the pleasant orgasms turned into unpleasant ones. After 5 orgasms Severath felt less happy and more annoyed. After about 10 he felt downright angry but was unable to do anything. Around about 20 he was beginning to feel the exhaustion, like pushing himself to do more sit-up's than he could, all the while due to chemicals his dick wouldn't go down. The fucking Eldar still cheered on as if it was round one.

"Looks like our human is starting to feel the effects! Come on! Only about a hundred or so more!" the Archon cheered, flaming the crowd on as a black haired guy sucked Severath off. He wasn't even cumming anymore, his dick only sprouting some liquid as he came. It didn't help that it took him longer and longer to cum. A few minutes turned into 5 and then ten and right now Severath felt like he had been here for about 2 hours.

"Oh no you don't you bastard!" the male that was sucking him off yelled as he head butted him in the balls. Severath yelled from the pain and was brought back to consciousness. "Not while MY life depends on it! You're going to cum even if I have to bite your balls of!" he said as he began sucking Severath's dick with greater fervor. Thankfully Severath was able to cum and using this strategy of ball busting or better yet ball head-butting him to an awake state the Eldar corsairs were able to get more easily to the 30th orgasm, but the road to about 50th was pure hell. Severath begged and begged, nearly 6 hours he had been sucked off and he felt like he was shaking constantly. He wasn't even caring who was sucking him off anymore, male or female. The crowd had barely subsided as every time the viewer's got bored new people came to watch the human hero of Smrtnik get tortured in this way. Severath felt like he was being sucked of his life force as his consciousness drifted.

"Uh-oh! It seems that our human is going flaccid and sleepy!" the Archon said as he sipped his drink, choosing to enjoy this sight. "Shell we leave him like that or give him a little pick me up to continue this wonderful event?" he asked and the crowds unanimously voted yes on that. Severath was thankful… he was feeling like he could go to sleep at any moment and he was barely able to register when Orathain came to give him another dose. Orathain whispered something about the adrenaline cocktail but Severath couldn't care less as he didn't even feel the needle's sting as he was being administered the dose.

"Ah!" Severath moaned as he felt his heart beat get irregular, the next victim being impaled upon his dick by the incubi guard and Severath yelled. Thanks to the cocktail getting to 60th and 70th orgasm was at least plausible. Still Severath felt he was here for 9 hours and the torment wasn't nearing its end and Severath blinked as his focus cleared for a moment. He was no longer cumming liquid… he was cumming blood!

"I-I'm sorry, I'm not very good at this!" a dark Eldar male said as he swallowed his disgust with Severath's blood dribbling dick, taking it inside his mouth. Severath moaned and closed his eyes for a moment.

"83!" A voice snapped Severath back into reality as he came again. "Just 40 more! Can our human do it?" The Archon asked and the people cheered on.

"Come on!" Severath spat through his teeth as he felt his breathing and heartbeat stabilize at a slower pace. 84th…85th…86th…87th…88th…89th…90th… it was abhorrent as he forced himself to be awake through the whole ordeal. He didn't know exactly just how much blood has he lost but he forced himself to be awake.

"AHHHHhhhhhhhhh! Please!' Severath shouted. He was certain he would die! He couldn't imagine ever wanting a blowjob after this ever again! "Just kill me ya bastard!" he shouted as he came once more. He drifted out of consciousness at exactly the 100th orgasm.

"Hey! HEY!" Severath moved as he was being slapped, his organism being forced back into consciousness only to hear the cheer of the crowds who loved him and the boos of the crowds that hated him.

"What… is it over?" Severath asked as he came to a semblance of sanity. Truly he felt like he knew how servitors feel like.

"Just three more human! Don't die on me I bet on you!" the incubi said as Severath saw Jervys and Iliyan bound near him.

"These Eldar already blew me!" Severath protested as he realized he didn't feel his penis anymore. The incubi laughed

"Not them! Their children!" The incubi laughed as he brought three Eldar, one male Eldar in his teens, and two kid Eldar, Severath vaguely determining that one is a male and one female, looking about between 6 and 8 years old. Fuck it! He lost too much blood and he genuinely didn't care anymore! Just please let this be over with! Severath thought as the teen started blowing him off.

"Just finish already!" Severath ordered as the teen gagged slightly on the blood.

"Sorry this is my first time!" he pleaded.

"Just do it!" Severath bellowed as it took 2 dozen minutes for him to cum,

"TWO MORE! Just TWO MORE! Shell our human survive!" The Archon teased as the children were brought forth. "Let's make it a two for one!" he ordered and the two children were forced to suck at the same time. It took a full half an hour before Severath came. The children crying as they gagged on his bloody penis, their mother and father trying to console them as Severath felt pure agony.

"AHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhRG!" Severath screamed as he came, pure blood coming out and spraying the children. Silence insured as the crowd held their breath.

"Tap tap tap" the Archon clapped… followed by the entire crowd. "I knew you had it in ya!" he said as Severath was untied and grabbed by the incubi.

"How can you afford to waste so much time…?" Severath barely asked as his consciousness was weak.

"It's Sunday… and besides, even the Archon has to have an occasional day off! Now go, you fucking pedophile! My wife's prophecies were once again correct!" the Archon said as he went away, rejuvenated from the torture that Severath endured. So this was a plan all along!? Severath held his breath as he was being dragged off to his room.


"AghahaAAHAAA!" Severath laughed, cried and howled as he sat and squatted in his shower, his dick thankfully wrapped in cloth by Orathain. He had survived the ordeal, but should he have! He didn't want to die but after this he didn't want to live. As he was dragged nearly unconscious to his room, he dared not nor was he able to look upon his comrades, nor could he hear their comments as he was thrown in his room.

"AGAHGAHH!" he laughed and cried as he held his knees. What did he want!? He didn't even know! He laughed as his eyes were red and as his head hurt. With immense effort he turned on cold water which came pouring down on him, staining and cooling him as he sobbed, his sobs being drown out by the sound of rushing water. He sobbed there for a good half hour.

"Um, Severath!" he heard someone knocking on his door. Feeling better now he got up and closed the water, wiping away his face as he exited the shower and took out the towels. At least the water will mask his tears, he thought as he put one towel on his long hair.

"Yes…" Severath said as he approached the door. It was Branka on the other side. Behind her were his comrades. It was a rather awkward moment as he only covered his crotch and hair, not that absolutely ANYONE cared in Commoragh.

"Orathain said you should take this." Branka said casually as she gave him a pill of some sorts. Severath face was frightening as he was both smiling manically and frowning depressively with sadness at the same time. He chuckled as he took the pill and swallowed it, immediately feeling better as if his head was no longer under pressure. His heart rate stabilized slowly.

"Thank you…" Severath barely uttered. "Give me a few minutes… I'll be out soon…" he said and went inside to collect his thoughts and dry himself off. Then he headed to the toilet to throw up. Thankfully the pill seemed to work… miraculously. It was as if it had concentrated all of his pain in his stomach then made him throw it all up. He shivered as he gathered his strength, putting his gear on as he left his room, feel rather weak.

"You…" Jelrock rose his voice to speak something, most likely to make some cruel jest at the expense of Severath as he saw him leave his room. Still even his advanced Eldar mind failed to find an appropriate pun. "Look rather good for a man who survived what you did." He said, feeling disappointed at his own pun.

"Fucking…" Severath uttered angrily as he felt Zmaj tower above him. A quick scan of the room allowed Severath to perceive the heavy bulkheads which would separate the area from the rest of the spire in the case of an emergency. It was obviously covered with various scratch marks… claw marks to be specific.

"Is this the future you hope to have?" Zmaj asked him casually and Severath exhaled, ignoring the space marine. Where lesser men tremble, Severath renounces all hope and hence abandons fear, which stems from death.

"Everyone!" Severath declared and his comrades turned to face him. Thankfully everyone was here. What remained of the humans with whom he came here, Sergej and 138 included, followed by Branka, Zmaj and his Eldar squad. Lastly were the Tau and their forces. Heh, Severath thought, I should really start making a flow chart to keep up. "I got us a ship, as you may have heard." He explained as he felt his heart was still rather weak from the strain put on it.

"Yay, adventure!" Jelrock commented in a half sarcastic and half enthusiastic manner. "But do go on." He said and Severath didn't even bother giving him a stern look.

"I will see how flight worthy she is, as well as checking out how to improve it if possible. Of course you are all invited to come join me. You don't have to, but I'm afraid that this place isn't that hospitable as real space." Severath gave a speech, knowing full well that if he presented this as something they were forced to do would ruin the moral. If they 'had' a choice on the other hand, they would feel like the decision was their own. My Tandema would have been proud of him.

"I will help you. I come from a fleet based chapter. Each of us is expected to know the basic running's of any of the Emperor's vessels!" Zmaj surprisingly declared.

"The technology of Tau will make your ship strong, human." The tau leader said, Severath's dick hurt too much to recall her Tau name, so he decided to call her by her human name, Shadowstar.

"No alien filth should be allowed on the vessel!" Zmaj declared angrily and stepped before Shadowstar, her comrades faltering before the gaze of the mighty space marine, but Shadowstar herself, losing too much, stared at him as the pain of the lost Ethereal still burned within her.

"Zmaj, I'm afraid we are getting one of their ships… Eldar's that is." Severath informed him and it took a moment for shock to pass over Zmaj as the space marine turned to the human.

"You're joking right? It is not wise to-"Zmaj spoke but Severath dared to cut him off.

"IS IT BETTER IF THEY RAID AN IMPERIAL SHIPPING VESSEL FOR US?" He said and even Zmaj was silenced. He was hypno indoctrinated sure, he was a killing machine, but he never forgot his mission of caring for the civilians of the imperium as Severath stepped up. Suddenly Severath yelped. "Agh!" the storm trooper fell, but Branka was quick to catch him.

"Your heart!" The servant girl proclaimed as she supported Severath.

"It's alright…" Severath uttered, returning his gaze on the two before him. "Please don't fight… if you want to kill me do it just now… don't be like our hosts…" he said as he shook, feeling his heart calm down once more as adrenaline came to pass. "Anyway… We will all tinker around the ship as far as I care… just, be sane about it." He said as he regained his footing.

"YOU!" he suddenly heard from across the room. Emperor, what now? Casting his gaze to the entrance to the communal area he saw a familiar face of a purple haired Eldar corsair. Oh it's the bitch…. Well one of them, considering the manifold women with stiff vaginas in this place. The woman fumed as she approached Severath, the rest giving her way as she became…. Sharpened, for the lack of a better word. "HOW DARE YOU HUMILIATE ME AND MY FAMILY LIKE THAT!" She said, spat on him and slapped him. Severath smiled as Zmaj approached the woman from the behind, but Severath rose his hand to stop him as he contemplated his action. Grab her by the throat? No she was far too quick and she would kick him in the balls. Order her dead on the spot? He was tempted… feeling his heart burn for some mental relief. Oh, how easy it would be to see this xenos as merely things to be executed, killed… but quite honestly, Severath was not that man,… he had the potential to be, he had the desire out of anger to be… but he wasn't, because he didn't want to be that man…

"Your welcome for me saving your life and your family's life, captain Jebys… for starters I would ask of you NOT TO SLAP ME AND SPIT ON ME WHILE I HAVE MY MEN NEAR ME BECAUSE THEY MIGHT RIP YOUR FUCKING THROAT OUT AND BEAT YOUR VAGINA OUT WITH IT!" Severath spoke as his voice became louder and louder. One of the things he had learned from this place is that either the Eldar were immune to charisma, body language and nonverbal communication or they perceived it differently. Space marines instinctively brought out the most dominant traits humanity had, everything a human should fear but… the alien mind does not work that way. A Dark Eldar would rather die and have his or her own soul be consumed by she who thirsts that have his or her ego insulted it seemed.

"And some leader you are… I would have been dead or at your feet if you were serious…" Jebys casually said as she crossed her arms defiantly. Severath smirked… then chuckled…. Then laughed… Jebys was perplexed. "What's so funny?" she demanded.

"Nothing… I just pity you…. I understand you, but I pity you." Severath spoke but his words didn't rest in her head as she didn't understand. "Oh I know… it's so easy being evil… you just kill those who annoy you and screw the rest, grab them by the throat, have them at your feet, subdue them by fear rather than might and those who you… torment, only serve to further your imagine in the minds of others." Severath said and Jebys gaze lightened ever so slightly. "I-Get-It…. But I don't want to be it… I don't want you or any other man, bar the Emperor to measure my worth… and I will not stoop down to your level of sociopathy and psychopathy." He scolded her. "Your delusions and illusions of grandeur interest me not one bit…. Megalomaniac species." He spoke straight at her. She was clearly shocked but she stood her ground, un-phased by his accusation, but rather by his refusal to adopt the same tactics.

"It isn't an illusion if it's true…." She casually responded her response ready even before he finished. Still he laughed.

"And? It is still an illusion! Simply because you crave it! If you crave it then you don't have it! If you have power but still crave it then you DON'T have it! Just like a drug addict, you can have all the drugs in this Emperor forsaken place, but still fucking crave it and lack it, because you use it all the fucking time! Why? Because it makes you feel good, because you HAVE it! But even if you fucking do you are TRYING to have it more, which means you are a FUCKING FAKE!" Severath went on a tirade as he felt his heart lose rhythm and his face go hot.

"Severath! Your heart!" Branka warned him as he stared straight into Jebys's eyes. After a few moments she finally exhaled.

"Fine, you win…" she admitted as she hated herself for what she was about to do. "Thank you… for saving me… and my family… and what remains of my crew." She said bitterly.

"Your welcome." Severath spoke honestly, but an interruption came from a place least expected.

"If you truly believe that Severath… then I won't question your foolishness or naivety… but do tell, what role do you see for the space marines in that world?" Zmaj asked, clearly thinking that he was also spitting on the myriad of space marine chapters that all came from the Emperor. They were also sociopaths and if one dared to think heretically, little better than the dark Eldar. Severath was ready for this, smirking at him.

"You all are here to make the greatest sacrifice of all… love, gentleness, passion, art… some of the basic human needs and you will never get to experience them… that is sad… but you sacrifice all those things to protect them, to protect humanity in all its glory and that is to be respected. You may be an angle of death Zmaj… but you two are human, perhaps more so than any regular human and that is to be respected and admired." Severath explained and while Zmaj couldn't admit that he agreed with his words he felt in his hearts that the truth… if it was far from Severath, it wasn't too far. Still philosophy was of little use to him.

"And what do you say about your precious 'humanity's' true moral compass?" A familiar voice came and Severath turned his gaze to see Eladril approach them. Damn! How long was she here and spying on them? "If you reject the preaching's of the wisest mon'keigh out there, the one your Administratum and your bureaucrats call saint Machiavely?" she asked.

"I would tell you… but you would insult me." Severath was quick to respond, as was Eladril.

"But still do tell me… I'm interested." Eladril demanded and Severath smiled. "What's so funny?" she asked but he ignored.

"It's all tied to each man's quest." Severath said as he rose his gaze, once more locking his eyes with Eladril's, who went wide.

"Quest?" she inquired.

"A mission of each true human… his duty… nay… his privilege." He cheerfully and peacefully declared and he began to describe to her with passion and dedication in his voice what he considered the beauty of humanity, emotions flooding him. He practically sang the words as he spoke

"To dream the impossible dream.
To fight the unbeatable foe.
To bear with unbearable sorrow.
To run, where the brave dare not go!

To wright the unwriteable wrong!
To love pure and chaste from afar!
To try when your arms are too weary!
To reach the unreachable star!

This is our quest! To follow that star!
No matter how hopeless no matter how far!
To fight for the right without question or pause!
To be willing to march into hell for a heavenly cause!

And I know if we only be true
to this glorious quest!
That our hearts will lie peaceful and calm
when I am laid to my rest

and the world will be better for this!
That one man, scorned and covered with scars
still strove, with his last ounce of courage!
To reach the unreachable star!"

He spoke deeply and honestly, feeling tears come to his face as he imagined all the countless men and women in the imperial guard, trying their best to fight the countless and endless horrors and terrors that grip this galaxy, challenging the god Emperor's domain with their mere presence. Severath dared not to think of the poor souls which reside in this realm and those who suffer in other. Not because of any malice or neglect, he simply lacked the heart to do so. Still, as he was brought back to sanity he noticed that his words had a rather strong effect on the people near him. Sergej was speechless, he felt no anger or malice from Zmaj and the rest looked at the ground as if they were shamed by his words. As for Eladril… she was staring him as if he had stabbed her in her heart. Her breathing was quickened and hard, heavy almost. Her beautiful Eldar eyes were clearly starting to become tearful and her pretty Eldar face tensed and flared up, as she didn't know how to handle these newfound emotions.

"A fool… a naïve fool you are!" Eladril declared before storming of.

"Eladril wait!" Severath called out, raising his hand but stopping himself. Boy was this going to haunt him.

"Go after her Sev…" Sergej said. Now that was a surprise. Were his words so inspirational to make Sergej relent on his grumpy anti alien attitude? Well Severath was not going to stick around to find out as he headed after Eladril.


"Eladril!" Severath knocked, ignoring the fact that there was a ringer of some sorts, not wanting to bother himself with the alien technology at the moment as he stood in front of Eladril's room. To his surprise the door opened.

"You did it again, she's crying." A familiar woman spoke.

"Marcela?" Severath asked for confirmation and the redhead-brunet nodded.

"I'll leave you two alone then… work your magic with her." Marcela spoke, nudging him and Severath gave her an odd glance, blushing slightly as he entered Eladril's room.

"Leave me alone!" Eladril said as her head was buried in a pillow, her back turned to Severath as he casually approached her from behind as she lay and sobbed. He gave her a few moments of respite before he spoke.

"I honestly don't know what caused your outburst this time… I may have said something naïve… of hoping and trying to make a better galaxy but-"Severath began but he was cut off.

"It's not that." Eladril said, not looking up to face him. "It's just that you reminded me… once more… how better you are than me… I fucking HATE you, you know that?" she said and Severath expected her to get up and face him, but she did not do this.

"Eladril, I do not want to measure up to someone… anyone… a mouse should not try to be a tiger, but to be the best mouse he can be." He told her gently, but it backfired.

"Oh so now I'm a mouse, am I?" she asked, damn it. Well if she wanted to play like that.

"Here we go again." Severath said as he bent over and grabbed Eladril's legs, with her not being aware of his approached, she had no time to use her reflexes to deny him.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?" she snapped as he lifted her legs. Trying her best to flex and turn around as her legs were being held, she used her agility to look at him but he ignored her.

"I sucked the poison out of you once…" Severath said as he placed her legs and feet under a good grip, negating her effort to get free.

"DON'T YOU DARE? IM TELLING-"she began but he cut her off.

"Go ahead…" Severath calmly said. "Tell your father. I don't care… I don't care anymore if I live or die or end up tortured for all eternity." He told her sternly and she watched him bitterly. "But my dick is sore and I do not want you to have an orgasm… something which my mouth will almost guaranty." He told her and she looked at him with a confused expression.

"What are you going to do?" she asked. He smiled at her.

"Purple fluffy socks… really?" he asked her with a smirk and a look of slight disbelief.

"What? It's cold sometimes and-Ahhh what are you!" Eladril answered and yelped as she felt Severath taking off her socks.

"Let's play your favorite game!" Severath said with perverted glee. "Worship mistress's feet!" he declared and laughed as he discarded one of her socks, beginning to take off the other.

"THAT'S NOT HOW YOU DO IT YOU UNEDUCATED MON'KEIGH!" Eladril declared and thrashed, trying to escape as she felt him take off her other sock. "ILL TELL DAD! ILL TELL MOM! THEY WILL HAVE YOU CASTRATED! I- OHHHHHhhhh" Eladril fumed before shivering as Severath let out his tongue, allowing it to softly and gently touch Eladril's soft soles, his fast growing beard still very short and tickling her oversensitive skin as she shivered and purred.

"Oh I see someone is sensitive!" Severath declared as he kissed her…. Her feet, her soles. She fumed, pretending to be angry, but her resistance stopped.

"Curse you!" Eladril declared as she felt the joyous sensation of being worshiped, holding her sides as she lacked the strength to retract her feet from the human 'worshiping' her. "ACK!" She yelped as she felt her tongue on her soles once more. "S-stop it! I'm ticklish!" She hissed, yelling.

"I noticed!" Severath gently said as he kissed her soles. Her skin was perfect, flawless… unlike humans who's skin betrayed the veins, scars and other injuries and innards if you looked at it hard enough, Eladril's was perfect… as if out of a perverts imagination, beings silky and gentle… tender to the touch. It wasn't too pale nor tanned at all! Oh how Severath enjoyed himself as he kissed both of her heels, his painful dick doing its best not to throb in his pants as he had his moments.

"The toes!" Eladril struggled to command, trying her best, and last, to assert herself over him as his superior. Severath, despite himself, allowed her to have this moment as he kissed all 10 of her perfect, tender toes individually.

"They are tasty, mistress." He told her and she laughed, giggling. "If I release you, do you promise to behave normally? Not like a spoiled little brat, but like a proper Eldar princess?" he teased her as he asked. To his surprise she looked at him, her face impeccable and without one bit of evidence that she ever cried in her life. She giggled as she stared at him.

"I will!" she declared, almost cheerfully. "If you promise to behave like a proper delusional mon'keigh lover who is actually a slave!" she declared and with a swinging of a head Severath looked at her pseudo sternly… and smirked as he nodded, releasing her.

"There, isn't it all better now?" Severath asked jokingly, but Eladril exploded with glee.

"Iii!" She declared as if she exploded with energy. "This is so exciting! My very own sex slave! True he's a bit mon'keigh-ish but still!" she declared and Severath felt his head hurt from all of her remarks.

"Wait you never had a slave before?" he asked her and she rolled her beautiful eyes.

"Silly mon'keigh! Of course I did! But only for housekeeping and torture, that is to say sustenance! Sex was a no no for me as Dad wanted and still wants me married as a virgin. My virginity is worth more than a thousand human slaves!" she declared.

"Where do you get that many slaves for ONE Eldar?" Severath said as he got on the bed himself.

"Oh silly mon'keigh! There is cloning as well as raiding! But are you going to worship me or discus economics with me?" Eladril asked, her cheerfully demeanor staying on.

"Fair point." Severath responded as he heard the door open behind him.

"Ah! Marcela! Come in!" Eladril said cheerfully, waving her hand with childish glee to the human woman who looked a bit perplexed. "Come sit with us! We are just… enjoying the natural order of things!" Eladril declared.

"If that is what you decree, mistress." Marcela casually said as she did as she was told, still being slightly confused.

"Wait, what is the relationship between you two?" Severath asked and the two looked at each other. Marcela opened her mouth but Eladril was, naturally, quicker.

"In all his wisdom, my parents knew they could not dedicate ALL their time to raising me." Eladril began explaining. "So to keep me company, without the risk of an assassination, they got me a human slave to serve me and entertain me! I was like 8 when they got me Marcela. She was a bit younger than me, a noble from one of your worlds, I'm sure she can tell you all about it!" Eladril spoke, bombarding them with information as she smiled in glee.

"You seem to trust her a lot." Severath spoke, trying to prod a bit deeper into this.

"Of course I do!" Eladril spoke proudly. "Marcela is always there for me! No matter what happens or what I do!" she added and Marcela sighed ever so slightly. Funny Severath was SURE Eladril's sharper senses picked that up… maybe she just chose to ignore it and live in ignorance. Not trained and tutored in basic emotions more likely…

"Are you glad that she's there for you?" Severath asked.

"Of course!" Eladril spoke firmly, this time not elaborating thankfully.

"You would be sad if she departed?" Severath asked.

"Mhmm." Eladril nodded and Marcela blinked, realizing what Severath was aiming for.

"And you respect her and want her to be happy as well?" Severath continued his train of thoughts.

"Yes! But what that does have to do with anything?" Eladril answered quickly and without much thinking as the constant questioning annoyed her.

"Do you consider her a friend?" Severath spoke and Eladril's eyes widened as she finally realized what Severath was asking her. Her gaze shifted over to Marcela who looked back at her. "Your reaction says that you do…" Severath said. "And if you consider her a friend, WHY make her your slave? Why not respect her as a free woman?" Severath spoke and Eladril opened her mouth but closed it as she looked on Marcela once more. "And don't give me any of that Eldar human bullshit… there is this thing called common decency…" he told her and she gave him a defiant look. "Please Eladril… we can bullshit all we want but in the end of the day, there are people you care for… you DON'T stab them in the back and torture them!" Severath declared. Eladril looked down in shame.

"Mistress?" Marcela asked as Eladril looked at her.

"It's aright Marcela… he is right…" Eladril said as she curled up. "I'm just… a bad person… that's all there is to it…" Eladril spoke and there was a moment of silence. "I remember when I cut your hair… and when I tortured you and… and I understand why you're afraid of me." Eladril said as she became sad, not even gathering the strength to cry.

"Eladril…" Marcela spoke with a voice that spoke volumes.

"Just go Marcela… Ill arrange for you to be taken back to your planet… You stayed with me all the time… comforted and advised me…." Eladril said as tears slowly came to her. "I'm eternally thankful… but those were not efforts of a friend or a loved one… you did that out of fear of torture… and Severath is right, I don't want you to fear that…" Eladril admitted. "Go… abandon me as I have done wrong to you..." she said curling herself up further. Marcela now gave an angry look to both Severath and Eladril and the storm trooper was confused.

"Listen up Eladril! It maybe true that you are a little BITCH who needs to have some things drilled into her head!" Marcela began and that snapped Eladril back to reality. "But I care enough for you to tell you that, bitch!" she said and Eladril was shocked out of her… shock.

"Marcela!" she exclaimed.

"I DO owe you something! I saw what happened to the other humans who were captured with me and I'm thankful that it is because of you I didn't end up like them!" Marcela said as Eladril stared at her. "And don't give me any of that self-pitying 'you don't owe me anything' bullshit! If you want to set things right, do set me free but treat me as your equal! I CAN help you with your tirades, but only if you get yourself together!" Marcela went on a tirade and Severath wondered should he regret opening up this can of worms. The two women stared at each other as Severath began to slowly retreat off the bed.

"I'm going to-"He began speaking as Eladril suddenly grabbed Marcela and dragged her onto the bed with the latter yelping in surprise.

"Oh you're not going anywhere Severath! Not until you finish worshiping mine and my friend's feet!" Eladril said as she held Marcela in a hug as the human woman blushed. "You better get started! We don't like to wait!" Eladril added as she groped Marcela.

"Well… I aint going to question that, mistress." Severath said eagerly as he got back onto bed, 2 pairs of feet before him as two giggling girls watched him. It was going to be a fun evening he thought!