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Hey guys welcome back, as I have said before we are now back in the present time on board the battle barge Freedom's Progress. I don't got anything to say so let's get into it after the guest reviews
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"A Preserver may convince others to join his or her crew but getting those who are not more Reach is a challenge in itself." - Durzo Head Master of Preserver Academy
Lanasya was setting down on one of the many couches for five hours now, waiting for the mon-keigh to finish talking to his construct. Over the hours many of the mon-keigh walker pilots came into the room talking to one another or coming in to get something to eat before they left. None of them even noised the lone Eldar sitting by herself in the corner of the lounge.
Some of the mon-keigh that came in had a construct similar to the one Lanasya saw on board the mon-keigh's drop ship. The main difference being them different colors and armor, but they all had a similar theme it being a human looking avatar in full body armor and some weapon on their person. Most of the constructs were sitting or standing on their partners shoulder, either talking to them or just looking around.
Some of the female pilots were wearing skimpy uniforms, most of them showing off their slim bellies or their legs, and a few showed off both. While most of the male pilots wore sleeveless uniforms, showing off their muscular arms while others wore a black skin tight suit with various kinds of jackets over them.
Lanasya stomach started to grumble. She had not eaten since she left the Eldar battleship, and she was now starting to feel the effects. To make matters worse for the young eldar there was plenty of food right in her line of sight, all of which had a wonderful smell that was completely new to her. The closest thing she could compare it to was backed wheat, but there was something else in the air that smelled sweet.
The young eldar tried to trace the smell to its source, her strong sense of smell making it easy to find the spot where the smell was the strongest. Lanasya found the smell was coming from a counter on the side of the lounge. There were many foods upon the counter some fruits, vegetables, and a circular food with some kind of white topping with small colored pellets on top of that. Some of the mon-keigh were taking food from this counter before going back to their friends to talk while they ate.
Her stomach started to growl at her. She tried to suppress the feeling but they were too strong to suppress. Suddenly a white plate was set down in front of her with fruits and one of those things that smelled sweat.
She looked up to see who had brought her the food to see a male eldar in a similar uniform to the other mon-keigh walker pilots. He wore a black skin tight suit with blue accents and a brown jacket over that. his eyes were blue, like hers, and his hair was black.
"I could hear you growling stomach from across the room, thought you might want something to eat." He said sitting down across from her.
She did not reply merely taking one of the smaller fruits on the plate and slipping it into her mouth.
"So you the craftworld eldar that the marines picked up, I got to say I'm surprised you still alive. Normally they don't bring enemy combatants back alive." He chuckled trying to make small talk.
Lanasya remained silent, achingly slipping another piece of fruit into her mouth. That made a total of three eldar she had seen on this ship all of them looked happy, but how could that be? Where they brainwashed into working with these hu- mon-keighs? Why would they prefer the company of these mon-keigh rather than their own kin?
"So… I heard you have a bond with the preserver, that's pretty lucky"
"LUCKY?!" Lanasya yelled at the eldar sitting across from her. "You think that having a bound with a filthy mon-keigh is lucky!?"
The blue eyed eldar thought about it for a second before he replied. "Yea I would go out with a female preserver given the chance."
"Ha! No female preserver with half their brain would go out with you." A new male voiced said humorously.
A blue knight appeared on the table in-between. The construct looked like the construct that belonged to the mon-keigh that saved her. But unlike her this one had a shield in his hands, and his helmet was different.
"Oh come on Marvin I think I have a chance." The eldar returned to the AI on the table.
"Not with your combat stats." Marvin scoffed.
Lanasya growled then stood up want went over to the door that the mon-keigh was and banged on the door.
"How much longer are you going to be?!" The red haired elder demanded.
She would of hit the door again but the eldar male had grabbed her arm and pulled her away.
"With respect craftworlder don't disturbed him, he trying to help his AI remember her life." The eldar said glaring into her eyes.
Lanasya jerked away her hand and was about to reply when the door that Lanasya was banging on opened and out stepped the mon-keigh that she had a bond with. His exasperation was neutral and unfazed. He looked to the two eldar that were standing in front of him before he spoke.
"What are you two doing?" He asked with little emotion.
"I am sorry that she dis-" The male Eldar started but the mon-keigh cut him off.
"It's alright I just finished."
"Does she remember?"
"Its hazy for her but it's coming back to her." He replied a faint smile coming to his face.
"That's good to hear Sir." The male eldar said before he walked away.
The mon-keigh then looked at Lanasya. "I need to speak with the captain; the only place for you to rest is on my ship so I suggest you head there."
Having nothing else to do Lanasya wordlessly nodded and walked off towards the ship, but not before taking the plate of food with her. She had many questions she need to meditate on, how to get back to her craftworld being one of the.
'For some reason I feel like she will be trouble.' Rosa said into Wolfgang's mind as the eldar walked away.
Wolfgang did not replied as he was occupied with staring at the eldar's rear swing back in forth. He soon caught himself and shook his head to clear his mind.
'What's wrong with me?' he questioned himself.
He had never looked at her like that before, other than the first time they met. Why was he starting to look at her in this light now? Maybe it was the bond she claimed to have if this bond was affecting his attitude towards her then he could find himself taking orders from her in the further without being able to resist it. She could have him do anything… even help the craftworld eldar invade Reach.
His hands drifted to his side.
'I should kill her, while I still have the chance.' He thought.
When his hands got to his side he found nothing there to grab onto. The apothecary did not give him back his weapons; most likely they were storied on his ship when the marines saved him. But she was going to his ship it would be easy to-
He stopped himself.
'What am I think? Am I really going to murder someone over a hunch?' He thought about it for a minute 'No, I need solid evidence before I do anything.'
'Is that eldar your lover?' Rosa asked curiously.
"What? No!" Wolfgang replied hastily.
'You sure? You body temperature went up when you were staring at her ass for a good thirty seconds.' Rosa returned humorously.
"Yes I am sure. She is just a female eldar I saved from a demon nothing more."
'You positive?'
"Yes."
"100%?"
"100%."
'Then why do you have a boner?'
Wolfgang's eyes shot wide and he glanced down at his paints and sure enough there was a bulge in his pants. He had just noticed the lightness in that area after it was pointed out to him. His cheeks went red to a point where he almost looked like a tomato.
"This conversion is over." Wolfgang declared marching toward the exit ignoring the laughing AI in his head.
Wolfgang left the hanger sometime later and headed for the trams to take him to the command deck. Once he was on the tram he set the terminal to take him to the command deck. As soon as he entered in his course the screen popped up requesting his ID. Wolfgang did not have his ID on him as it was most likely on the skip and his dog tags were most likely taken off during his time in the medbay. Luckily the side of the terminal had an AI plug in slot, and since Rosa was partnered with him she would have the same level of access as he did.
Reaching up to the back of his head, Wolfgang removed Rosa's AI chip from his neural interface and plugged her into the terminal. Her avatar appeared above the terminal, her sword planted into the ground beside her while she was hitting keys on a whole screen before her.
"Logging in… presenting identification aaannnddd access granted." Rosa said as she worked.
Wolfgang smiled and pulled her from the terminal, her avatar disappearing as soon as her chip left the terminal, then putting her back into his head.
The tram then started to move picking up speed as it got further along. By the time it got to its top speed Wolfgang was sitting down on one of the many chairs provided. He was sitting alone as all the other passengers had already gotten off when it was at the hanger. Since the tram was going to the command level it would not be stopping unless someone else was going to the same level as him.
The tram took one of the rail-lines to the upper level and continued on until it started to low once it got close to its destination. The tram came to a stop moments later allowing Wolfgang to get off. Two Sons of Liberty stood guard on either side to the entrance. The two marines looked at him for a moment before they went back to their guard stance. Wolfgang walked past the two and headed for the elevator that would take him to the command deck.
The top level housed a majority of the marines and officers of the ship as well as some of the ships upper psykers. As Wolfgang walked through the hallway he drew the eyes of a few of the other people walking along with them.
It was not everyday a preserver docked with a battle barge, so they were getting their eye full while they could. The only time a preserver docked with a battle barge was to resupply, but other than that they did not board often. The most common place to find a preserver was either on Reach or Uncle's.
Wolfgang soon found the elevator to the bridge. After the elevator door opened, Wolfgang stepped in then hit the button to take him to the bridge. Elevator music started to play as Wolfgang waited for the elevator to reach the command deck. The music was club music, something Wolfgang had large distaste for. There were a few exceptions but this song was not one of them.
When the door finally opened, Wolfgang wasted no time in getting out so less he shoot out the elevator's speakers.
The bridge was built like an assembly hall. The captain sat on his chair on a raised platform that had stairs leading up to it. The rest of the bridge was built to be level except for the two lower levers that were divided by a walkway in-between them; This area was where the gunners were located. The rest of the bridge was for all the other systems and communication.
Wolfgang walked up to the first step to the command throne and snapped a salute at the captain; Rosa appeared on his shoulder and did the same. The captain returned the salute and the ship's AI appeared on his arm rest and snapped a salute before disappearing again.
Wolfgang smiled when he saw the Ship AI salute, most people did not know this but that was just a recording that played whenever a person with an AI saluted the captain.
"Hail Preserver!" The captain greeted before he dropped his salute.
"Hail Captain!" Wolfgang returned then dropped his own salute. "I would like to thank you personally for the rescue."
"Think nothing of it preserver. It's about time we got this warship moving, the last time we saw combat was a good ten years. It's good to know that my boat can still give the enemy a good thrashing." The captain replied happily. "However I would like to know why you took it upon yourself to transport that many craftworld eldar."
"Dark Eldar had 'em, guess I couldn't see more people be tortured by those bastards. That and the fat reward of a scan of Eldar webway tech."
"Well I would advise caution the next time you take on so many unknowns." The captain advised sternly. "But I know you did not come all the way up here just to hear my two credits on your choices, out with it."
Wolfgang nodded. "I would like to know why a large majority of the crew have been given me odd looks, and I know is not just because I'm a preserver."
"I would assume so; Lord Rose has made a planet wide announcement concerning the relationship with House Steiner and House Rose. Apparently they are going to end the cold water between them."
Wolfgang's eyebrows went up in surprise. Ever since the end of the unification war House Rosa and House Steiner had always been in a cold war. To hear his father was going to be putting an end to it was a surprise to him, and apparently the rest of the planet as well.
But how would he do it? A gift of new gen. knights, new tech, weapons, trading deal? The ways he could offer peace was endless, but there was no telling if they would accept or if it would even last for more than a year.
No that his father was offering had to be something big, something lasting, something that would force the two House in the entirety to put away their weapons. But what could it be? Wolfgang knew that his father had something in mind that would seal the deal, but he could not figure out what.
"And who does my father plain to end this cold war?" Wolfgang asked after a few minutes of thought.
"The exact details of the deal are unknown to the public, and there is a standing order not to let this information leak out, but the council and high ranking position in the military know the details." The captain said like he was giving out an order.
Wolfgang knew that he wasn't going to get anymore out of him. While Wolfgang could go anywhere he pleased as a preserver he had no authority over the enlisted, and officers, of Reach's military. At the same time the military had no authority over preservers, they could not order them to do anything. In simpler terms preservers could go wherever they wanted and no one had authority over them, but they had no authority over anyone else.
Sure a preserver would sometimes lead a squad of soldiers into battle, but that was mainly because they were skilled warriors and they knew how to win a fights while being outgunned and outnumbered. But those leadership rolls were only temporally, and said preserver would have no authority of the troops he/she commanded not a few moments ago. Sometimes Officers would ask preservers for their opinion on tactical moment as the advice of a preserver was valued.
"Very well then captain, when will we be dropping out of the Warp? I would like to depart as soon as my ship is repaired." Wolfgang stated changing the subject.
"There is no need for that preserver, we are on route to Uncle's to resupply then we will make best speed to Reach." The captain returned.
Wolfgang's eyebrows went up in surplice. That the captain basically said was that he was being escorted back to Reach. Normally that only happened when a preserver had something of great importance to Reach, but even then it was rare that a battle barge would not be one the one doing the escorting.
Reach's Battle barges worked in shifts; one would swap out with one in the defense fleet every ten years and would only swap out early if they need to. There were a total of six battle barges deployed around the galaxy to act as quick support/response forces if a civilian world was being attacked by hostile forces, hostile forces being Dark Eldar and Orks most of the time.
But Wolfgang did not mind, the escort saved him money on ship fuel that, even with his preserver discount, still cost him quite a few credits. If he was being escorted back to Reach he would be saving a ton of money of fuel thus increasing his profit from the thing he acquired from his run. However he had a feeling that Rosa's knight would be taking his fuel funds… and then some.
"Very well captain I will stay on board." Having nothing more to say Wolfgang saluted and made his way to the exit.
While in the elevator Wolfgang asked Rosa to find him the Black Dragon that he had rescued and for the news article on his deal that his father cooked up.
'The Black Dragon Chaplain, Omael, is talking with the librarian in the library.' Rosa said to Wolfgang as he walked over to the trams. 'Three days ago Lord Rose announced to the people of Frodon that he had made a deal with Lord Steiner to end their House's long cold war. Lord Steiner said a similar statement in Rinas, saying that "At long last we can end this war that has plagued our two noble Houses".'
'The deal has been put on paused until members from both families return from off world duties. The meeting is to be made in Frodon upon their return. The Chapter Master of the Sons of Liberty has moved the first company of Space Marines from there fortress monastery at Mt. Praesidium to Frodon and Rinas to ward off-.'
"That's enough Rosa, thank you." Wolfgang said stepping onto the tram and setting it to go to the lower middle levels.
After the tram came to a stop, Wolfgang made his way over to the library to link up with Omael. The night shift was starting so the majority of the crew were going to sleep while the night crew came out, making the hallways less crowded.
Wolfgang's thoughts returned to the news article. If they were waiting for missing family members to return then he would be running into his older brother. Ever since Joseph died Albern had been disdain, he rarely came home other then on the holidays. The last time he saw his brother was in the news when he was given a medal for killing an entire Dark Eldar battlecruiser by himself, then drove said battlecruiser to the nearest Salamander outpost to drop off the human slaves.
A tear fell from Wolfgang's eye as he thought about his brother but he quickly wiped it away and recomposed himself as he was near the library. The large doors opened to reveal the mass collection of bookshelves, and the two marines sitting at a table talking.
"And that's why you should not charge an ork advance coming from a superior position." Wolfgang over heard the librarian say as he approached them.
"Chaplain I would like to speak with you." Wolfgang said standing next to the table.
Omael looked at him then nodded to the Librarian before he stood. The two then went back into the hallway, it being empty at this time.
"What is it?" the green eyed space marine asked.
"I assume they told you about my recommendation." Wolfgang said his back leaning up against the wall.
"I was. They told me after they replaced my claws." He said letting his claws shoot out of his arm.
"Have you made a decision?"
Omael looked at him for a moment then retracted his claws. He put his hand to his chin then turned around to thank about it. Wolfgang was hoping that he would choose to join his crew; There weren't many preservers that had space marine crew members. But those that did could take a lot more risks to reap one hell of a reward.
"I have heard the history of Sons of Liberty and I find them in no error, other than ploys against the Imperium." Omael said looked back at Wolfgang. "But they have only moved against the Imperium in the name of Humanity. I will travail with you to Reach there I will make my final decision."
Wolfgang nodded. "Alright, we are going to remain docked with Freedom's Progress until we come into Reach's orbit. You can sleep on my ship if you have not been given lodging already."
"I have not, I will return to your ship to rest when needed." The marine confirmed before he turned and went back into the library.
'Well I guess we should head back to the ship.' Rosa said into Wolfgang's mind.
Wolfgang shook his head. "No I have one more thing to do before we head back."
'And that is?'
"Get this damn Chaos god out of my head."
'OH HERE I THOUGHT WE WERE BONDING.' The Chaos god said into his head.
Wolfgang's head started to throb casing him to clutch his head while he fell to his knees.
"Rosa call for a Soulseer." Wolfgang managed to get out before he fell to the floor.
"I COULD PLUCK YOU FROM THAT LITTLE SHIP OF YOURS SO EASILY. I COULD TAKE YOU RIGHT NOW IF I WANTED TO."
"G-go Fuck y-yourself." Wolfgang said as his brain throbbed in his skull.
"OH I DID BUT I WOULD LIKE YOU TO JOIN ME." The Bering said with a low chuckle.
The door to the library opened and out rushed the Sons of Library librarian and was soon joined by Omael. The librarian rushed over to Wolfgang and placed his hands on him but was blasted back as soon as his hands made contact with him.
"Captain!" The librarian yelled into his inter comm. "A powerful demon is trying to teleport the preserver off the ship I need all of the ships psykers down here now."
"Affirmative they are on their way." The captain's voice came over the comm.
The ship started to shake as it preformed emergency Warp exit protocols. Small human sized porters opened near the group and out step the higher ranking psykers that were onboard the ship. The psykers started to surround Wolfgang, as he rolled around on the ground, and started to create a psychic shield around him to try and block off the Chaos god attempting to teleport Wolfgang into the Warp. The shield became stronger as more psykers joined their power into the shield, But Wolfgang was still clutching his head in pain.
The ships alarms started to go off, and was soon joined by the captain's voice.
"Daemonettes have boarded the ship! All hands prepare to repel enemy demons!"
All around the ship Warp portals opened and a flood of pink demons came pouring out and immediately came under fire from the ships automated defense systems. Green hot plasma shot of barrels cutting through pink flesh and demonic armor, while bolter rounds fired into the ship's marines and troopers. However this ship was not a normal Imperial battle barge, this was a Sons of Liberty battle barge built by the stations orbiting Reach, and it had an AI who loved his ship and his crew.
Doors shot down from the roof of the hallways with Demons in them sealing them in. Turrets then descended from the ceiling in the sealed rooms. Green plasma descended on the pink demons sending them screaming back into the Warp.
Ork busta squads charged into hordes of demon, ripping into them with chainswords and chainaxes. All the while them yelling with glee as they fought demons with ork like brutality. Necron tomb raiders fired acid rounds from their bolters, melting the demons into slag. Eldar Vanators cut and cleaved through charging demons dispatching them with deadly precision.
The demons were pushed back to the portals in which they came and were soon closed when a psyker got close enough to them. Chaos boarded the wrong ship.
All the while Wolfgang was lying on the floor while psykers tried fend off the Chaos god's attack. Soon a tall male figure came around off the tram. His eyes were completely white with psychic power and even his hair stood up as he called upon his psychic might. He wore black power armor with white light coming out of the places where the armor came together. It was almost like the armor was held together by light alone. Above his shoulder floated two metal parts that looked like there were shoulder plates.
A few demons appeared in front of them running at him with lustful hisses. As soon as they came within ten feet of them their bodies broke apart and scarred like leaves in the wind. This person was a soulseer the most powerful psykers Reach had to offer, not even the Eldar's own farseers could hold a candle to them.
The soulseer approached the psykers trying to stave off the Chaos god, the psykers making way for him as they tried to keep the shield from breaking. But despite the combined might of a librarian and twenty psykers, who were by their own right powerful, were not able to keep Wolfgang from slowly fading as his body was pulled into the Warp.
The soulseer walked into the shield, phasing into like it wasn't even there. The soulseer kneeled down next to Wolfgang and placed his hands upon him. Much like what happened with the librarian, a psionic shockwave shot out from Wolfgang's body but the soulseer did not even flinch.
The soulseer stood keeping one hand on Wolfgang's body. Wolfgang was lifted into the air with the soulseer's hand. When the soulseer was standing at full height Wolfgang's body started to strain like something was being pulled off of him.
A tentacle demon appeared behind Wolfgang, it bodily partitions connected to Wolfgang's limbs, torso, and head. It was struggling to maintain its grabs on Wolfgang as it was being pushed off his body by the soulseer's power.
"Be gone." The soulseer ordered the demon.
With one scream the demon's tentacle was forcibly ripped from Wolfgang's body, before the demon itself exploded in a firestorm of psionic energy. Wolfgang's limp body fell back to the ground with a bang and the psykers, who were powering the shield, fell to the ground in exception.
Omael hastily moved up to Wolfgang's body and picked him up. "What happened to him?!" Omael demanded.
The Soulseer looked at the marine that towered over him. "A demon was connected to his soul, acting as a conduit to allow one of the Chaos gods to connect his body to their mind. Luckily his near nonexistent connect to the Warp slowed the process down immensely. The bond he shares with the Eldar in the hanger is the only reason he was able to possessed in the first place. Take him to his ship he needs much rest to recover."
Omael looked at Wolfgang, then back to the soulseer, and then nodded.
Farseer Macha was not in a pleasant mood. "And how many ships did you loss?"
"All of my escorts, so four."
Farseer Ardrad then dogged a bolt of Warp lightning.
"Do you know how many Eldar lives you sacrificed with nothing to show for it?" Macha asked dangerously.
Ardrad face became harder. "Of course I do. Their deaths were my fault I do not deny that, but this could have been avoided if I knew what in Isha's name I was bringing aboard my ship!"
"The information on this particular group of mon-keigh was deemed too dangerous to release to the common eldar. The council could not risk this information of these mon-keigh to send up a panic." Farseer Idranel interjected.
"And by doing so left us unprepared for when we do encounter them. If I had known that this human was so dangerous I would have gone about containing him differently." Ardrad shot back.
"But it is not a total loss." Macha said standing up and walking over to her steady's window. "The young eldar ranger that was taken in his escape, she has given us more information on this mon-keigh's home world. The Mon-keigh said that his people fought three wars against She Who Thirsts and won, and they have made a device that has hidden them from the Warp. We must find this world It would make a perfect garden world."
"Provide the Mon-keigh have not ruined it." Idranel added.
"It would appear I am the voice of reason here." Ardrad interjected. "That one battle barge destroyed all my escorts and damaged everything else, they have ship class weapons that exceeds what the Imperium uses, and if they have been stealing from us then clearly they are putting what they steal to use. Meaning that they don't suffer from the Imperium's faith concerning technology."
Ardrad walked up to Macha. "Do you truly believe we can take a home planet from such a people with only one craftworld's worth of warriors and void ships? And I suspect they have allies in the Imperium to call upon if they needed to."
"It does not change the fact that these mon-keigh continue to steal from us." Idranel stated. "Should we allow them to continue to do so? We must show these mon-keigh what happens to those who defy us, we must bring them to leash."
"And how would you do that Farseer Idranel?" Ardrad asked with disdain.
"Like we have always have. We will manipulate our enemies to do it for us and deliver the finishing blow when the time is right." Farseer Macha interrupted.
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