Chapter 13(orphan)

Wendy Sevenson stood shivering with fear with her daughters in the apothecary observation room as Franklin was prepped for surgery, to be implanted with the first of his space marine organs grown from a Night Lord gene seed. He was heavily sedated and anaesthetised, with a rather irritated looking Slaaneshi surgeon woman gazing down at Franklin. The Surgeon was Augusta's wife...

"Maybe I should cut his legs off too, the little shit!" Dr Liling Sevenson, wife of Augusta, snapped bitterly.

Wendy bit her nails in terror and banged on the observation glass to dissuade Liling from doing something so horrid to her little boy!

"Yes yes Mother-in-law, I'm not GOING to cut the little bastard's legs off, I just WANT to, I won't actually do it!" Liling snapped impatiently at Wendy.

Wendy trembled with cautious relief, uncertain if Liling was lying, and was given comforting cuddles from her daughters.

"I am really REALLY angry about what this brat did to my poor Augusta," Liling announced vindictively.

"I know. I'm so sorry Liling. Please know how sorry I am about Augusta's legs!" Wendy apologised profusely, desperate to placate the surgeon who held Franklin's bodily safety in her hands.

"I don't blame YOU Mother-in-law, I blame THIS little shit on my operating table!" Liling snarled angrily.

Wendy immediately thrilled with terrible fresh fear for Franklin's safety, sensing the raw malice in Liling's body language, she WAS going to mutilate Franklin AFTER ALL! Franklin's act of amputating the legs of the HUSBAND of the war band's resident surgeon was a TERRIBLE mistake! Rule one for being a Chaos Space Marine, DON'T PISS OFF THE APOTHECARY!

"Please Liling! Please have mercy!" Wendy pleaded, knowing the terrible horrific danger Franklin was now in.

"Oh come on, just a little bit cut off?, Not even a toe?!" Liling insisted mercilessly.

"PLEASE! Have MERCY on my son! PLEASE! PLEASE FORGIVE HIM!" Wendy screamed in terror.

Liling's peculiarly slanted eyes narrowed darkly, obviously torn between extracting revenge and listening to Wendy. Wendy got down on her knees and begged the tiny oriental woman to forgive Franklin without mutilating him on the operating table.

"Don't hurt my little brother, Liling. Those imperials brain washed him, fucked with his head. He didn't know any better. Let it go as a favour to me, please, for me," the deep voice of Augusta spoke from behind Wendy, she hadn't even heard him enter the observation room.

Liling hesitated for a moment and then slumped her tiny shoulders in resignation and sighed.

"Very well Augusta, for you I will show mercy, ONLY for you. Your brother will not be harmed, much as he deserves it." Liling said with a sigh of deliberate self control.

Wendy sobbed with relief and threw herself at her Chaos Raptor stepson, hugging his brand new armoured bionic legs in gratitude. Franklin had come perilously close to being horrifically mutilated!

Augusta patted her back reassuringly, and carefully moved her back to the observation window, to look at the operation below. Wendy watched her son on the operating table fearfully.

Dr Liling Sevenson, maiden name Wong, stood in a full body surgical gown above Franklin, a transparent plastic face shield covering her cruel oriental face. She was physically the exact opposite of Augusta, as tiny as he was huge, just a tiny short petite little woman, barely bigger than a girl despite being an adult.

Liling was so short that the surgical table had been deliberately lowered to let her operate, her tiny hands needing specially made extra small gloves just to fit her. She was just ridiculously tiny, not a midget, just a really small woman. But small as she was, Dr Liling Sevenson was also the finest surgeon Wendy had ever seen!

Liling was very careful and methodical, but after a lot of preparation she began cutting very delicate and precise cuts into Franklin's flesh. Her tiny hands had astonishingly fine dexterity as she made perfect incisions, far more delicate work than the massive hands of a space marine apothecary could ever achieve, complete perfection!

Liling had a look of orgasmic sexual pleasure on her face as she operated, the way she always did when she performed surgery. Liling had an extreme sexual fetish for performing surgery, and a deep obsession and fascination with pain. She was both sadistic and masochistic in the absolute extreme, and actually performed surgery on her husband during sex!

She completely adored Augusta, and Augusta adored her, she was forever removing bits of him and reattaching them, forever chaining him down to a surgical table without sedation or pain relief and cutting him open for her own sadistic pleasure!

Liling had cut open pretty much every single part of Augusta's body times beyond counting, much to his delight. She had explored his anatomy so extensively, with so much repetition, that no one else in the service of the war band knew Space Marine anatomy better than she!

This tiny little Slaaneshi sadist was simply the best mortal surgeon they had by a wide margin, no other mortals in the Sevenson's service came anywhere close to Liling's preternatural surgical perfection. If you wanted surgery done flawlessly, you HAD to use Liling, either that or entrust the surgery to a greater daemon of Slaanesh, who might just eat your soul during the operation!

This simple fact made Liling the automatic choice for war band apothecary, and being the apothecary gave her enormous power and made everyone shamelessly suck up to her. You did NOT piss off Liling, not unless you wanted to be savagely mutilated next time you needed surgery!

And few things in the entire universe were MORE likely to piss her off than permanently maiming her HUSBAND!

Wendy shivered with fear, praying desperately that Liling would listen to her husband and not take out her vengeance on Franklin. Please Slaanesh let Liling show mercy!

Wendy thrilled with fear every time Liling made a cut, feeling so powerless. Wendy was no surgeon, and had no way of knowing whether Liling was deliberately harming Franklin right now! Liling was easily capable of causing horrific internal injuries in her patients with no obvious signs to observers, she was greatly feared for doing this in fact!

Wendy's face was even paler than usual with dread, the adrenaline draining the blood from her face. It was horrifically terrifying to NOT KNOW if Liling was harming Franklin or not right now! By the time Wendy found out it would be FAR too late to stop it!

The sadistic little surgeon who held Franklin's wellbeing in her hands just kept working her bloody work, cutting into Wendy's little boy with an orgasmic cruel expression on her highly sadistic face. Wendy's heart was pounding with terrible fear, heart in her mouth the entire time.

Liling was now methodically implanting a space marine organ into Franklin's tiny unconscious body, and Wendy could only watch helplessly, praying all the way as one of the worst sadists on the entire ship had such complete power over Franklin.

The operation just went on and on, Wendy just wanted it to end, she couldn't stand much more of this psychological torture! Please let her little boy be ok!

A LONG time later, Liling put down her surgical tools and lifted up her transparent face shield.

"It is done. As my husband wished, I did not harm the child, though by Slaanesh I was so terribly tempted too!" Liling said grumpily.

Wendy wept in gratitude, utterly sick with relief.

"He BETTER not anger me again, or I just might be less merciful next time," Liling threatened with deadly certainty.

Wendy gulped and nodded frantically.

***...

Wendy and her brother/baby daddy Chaos Lord Luke Sevenson stood beside the hospital bed of their son, waiting for him to wake up from his heavy sedation.

Wendy was so glad that Luke hadn't been present in the observation room, as Wendy had requested of him, she had known that he would have only escalated the situation with Liling, made her more likely to maim Franklin. Liling was both Luke's daughter-in-law and an irreplaceable surgeon, he couldn't afford to kill her and she knew it.

With the danger apparently evaded, the two parents stood thankfully beside their son. He was now a Night Lord Neophyte, on the very first step of the journey that would eventually transform him into a chaos space marine.

Luke offered a massive terminator armour clad hand to Wendy, and she held his hand fondly with her own far smaller hand, finding the massive hand of her brother deeply comforting after her recent terrible fear.

Wendy loved her older brother, loved him so much that some people might call their love unnatural. They had had a child together, they had shared tenderness together, they had an extremely intimate relationship. In their religion, their sort of relationship was viewed as much more acceptable than it would usually be in other cultures.

They were both married to other people, though Luke's insane Tzeentch daemon princess of a wife only visited him very occasionally since her daemonic ascension, at unpredictable times the Tzeentch daemon would appear, make passionate love to Luke for a few days, and then leave again on whatever dark mysterious business her god had for her, TigerLily Sevenson never spoke about her "work" except in cryptic riddles.

With Luke's wife away so much, and Wendy's own Slaanesh worshipping wife not minding a bit of extramarital adventures, Luke and Wendy had gotten close, VERY close...

They had not meant to get pregnant with Franklin, he had been an accident, but they had not hesitated to keep him, a happy accident.

The conception of Franklin had been rather... Indirect, for Wendy did not enjoy "that" sort of penetration, not by men at least...

Wendy was a lesbian, always had been, she could perform to some extent, if another woman was present, but with just a man, well... Let's just say that Wendy had difficulties. Wendy and Luke could passionately torture each other, but not sex, they didn't work that way, didn't need to...

Wendy sighed, remembering Franklin's conception.

It had involved Octavia. Octavia swung both ways, boy or girl it didn't bother her. Luke and Wendy had been sharing Octavia in the same bed, it had been quite an experience. Octavia had been on birth control, because she lay with men, but Wendy had not thought she needed any, silly Wendy.

Luke had deposited his... Seed, inside Octavia. Wendy had then been with Octavia, and there had been a bit of... Cross pollination...

And Wendy had gotten pregnant...

Wendy squeezed Luke's hand and sighed. Life could get so complicated sometimes.

The pregnancy had made the pair closer than ever, they nowadays had regular torture dates, romantic tender pain together, not sex, but their own special kind of intimacy. It was "their way" of making love to each other, complicated by Wendy's lesbianism.

Wendy rested her head against the arm of Luke's terminator armour, loving him deeply, and watched her child in silence. She was so glad Luke was here, he could protect her if the terrible light awoke in Franklin again.

They HAD to find a way to exorcise the unwelcome presence from their son. HAD to free him somehow from its grip. Their child was seemingly possessed by a monster, she was desperate to somehow separate the two, her motherly heart NEEDED her son, she could not abandon him, she WOULD NOT abandon him.

Hopefully the psykers could do SOMETHING to free her little boy from this terrible possession. SURELY they could FREE him from this great evil, they simply MUST find a way! Her poor little boy!

Wendy was determined to save her little boy, she would deliver him from this terrible evil, she would find some way to help him.

Franklin stirred in his bed, and Wendy straightened up in readiness to attend to him. He blinked groggily.

"Son," Luke said gently.

"Hmm?, umm?, what?... IT'S YOU! HERETIC! TRAITOR TO THE EMPEROR! RAPIST OF WOMEN!"

Wendy groaned in dismay, would this nightmare never end?

***...