It was a cool, quiet day in the city. The sun was just starting to rise, and the city just starting to wake. Few people walked the streets, and even fewer stirred in their sleep. This would soon change with the coming of morning.
Outside the city there was a different scene. Ships were landing full, and leaving empty. In a short while the small army was deployed and moving towards the city.
"You all know what we are doing here, and you have your objectives." Came a voice over the soldier's helmet radios.
The army quickly approached the city. The solders were loaded into transports, and two vanguards of bikes rode with the transports. Everyone was anxious about the coming day, urban combat always proved to be exciting.
Those who were awake heard a strange noise coming form where the army had landed, but they didn't think anything of it. They continued on with their lives; unknown to them an army approached.
The soldiers descended upon the city with haste. Transports rolled through the streets and unloaded squads of soldiers. Bike squads drive through the streets maintaining order.
"This city is now under control of the Imperium! Resistance is futile!" Rang the voice over the loud speakers on tanks and transports.
The city was taken with relative ease. No one dared oppose the iron fists of the Space Marines. After the city was taken the Marines formed up and began searching the city, building by building.
After the first section was finished, and the second section was half searched, a report was given to the Commander. It read that they had not found anything yet. He angrily dismissed the soldier and went back to observing the battle. The Commander squinted his eyes and looked at the buildings in the distance.
"Where the hell are you?" He whispered to himself. Then he turned at someone entering. "What?" He demanded angrily.
"Sir, an Ethereal requests to see you." A Marine said.
The general thought for a minute. "Ready my bike, and inform him that his request has been granted." He said with a smirk on his face. The Marine bowed and left. The Commander turned back around and walked over to his weapons, picked up his power sword, snapped it on, and picked up his bolter.
A few minutes later the Commander was on his way towards the city on his bike. As he neared the city, two other soldiers linked up as a vanguard, both of them had banners on the back of their bikes.
When the commander rolled through the streets, all of the soldiers parted and cheered at his passing. Distraught looking Tau appeared through windows at what was going on in the streets. They did not know that they were looking upon a Space Marine Commander.
The Commander dismounted his bike near the central building in the city; Marines had already secured it. He climbed the steps and entered into the main lobby; before him stood an Ethereal. The Ethereal looked up when he heard the asound of armor through the lobby.
"What is the meaning of this?" Demanded the Ethereal.
"We are searching for something, or more of a someone." Replied the Commander with a smirk.
"The Imperium has no right to invade this city!" The Ethereal yelled angrily.
"The Imperium has every right to retrieve its property." The Commander put the emphasis on Imperium.
"You will remove your troops from my city immediately! You have no right to be here!" The Ethereal said.
"A city invasion is an act of war. You should have been ready for an attack, and defend yourself. Unfortunately you dind't so you are now under control of the Imperium. "The Commander explained. "Its too bad really, I was hoping for a battle." He smirked.
This pushed the Ethereal over the edge. Before he looked calm and collected, now his signs of anger were visible. "The Imperium will regret this." His voice shook with anger. He turned and stormed off.
The Commander scowled, "Fool," he said to himself as he turned around and walked out of the lobby. He mounted his bike and made his way back ot the command post.
As he rode there, he was thinking about the strategical placement of the planet in the galaxy. It wasn't that important of a city, or planet for that matter. He ignored the chatter over his radio, the battle could virtually govern itself without him. He dismounted his bike, and another soldier took the bike. The Commander walked into his post and started looking through galactic maps. His concentration was interrupted by a soldier walking in.
"What?" The Commander asked angrily, not turned from what he was doing.
"We have completed 70 of our search and we still haven't found him sir." A marine in Terminator said.
"Have they been searching hard enough?" Asked the Commander with a tinge of anger in his voice.
"Yes sir, a very thorough search. Do you suggest that we change our searching patterns?" The Terminator asked.
The Commander turned around and got up. "Raze the damn place for all I care! Just find that Marine!" He said without holding back his anger. Then he turned back to the maps and continued to look over them.
"Yes sir!" The Terminator turned and walked out.
A few minutes later the Commander heard orders being issued over his radio; the search was to be started over, and this time it would be more brutal.