Chapter 34(orphan)

The nuns stood in solemn grim silence beside Franklin as they gazed out of the thick armoured windows of the observation tower. The tower was covered by a geodesic dome of huge armoured metal bulkheads holding 3 meter thick panes of armoured glass, providing 360 degrees of vision all around, with a low ziggurat of steps in the middle of a viewing platform, to let many people look out in a given direction without their view blocked by others.

The observation tower was on the top of the ship, showing the whole vast SIZE of the massive ship laid out below them, but this was not what they and Franklin had been invited here to see.

The ship was currently dropped out of the warp into real space, and looking out of the rear window the nuns could see an ocean of stars, so many stars... The planet Cadia orbited one of these stars they knew, but which star they did not know, as Cadia was light years away behind them.

The nuns would be glad to just look at holy Cadia if this had been their destination, but alas they were now beyond this last bastion of the Imperium of Man.

What they were gazing at was in front of the ship, and it terrified them.

What they gazed at was not merely in front of them, but beside them and above them and below them too. Only looking behind the ship were the stars of space visible, shining invitingly at the end of the terrible tunnel of madness that filled all other views!

What they were here to see, was the dreaded Eye of Terror! The domain of the damned, where hell encroached into reality!

The nuns had seen maps showing this nightmarish realm of the galaxy, but maps had not done justice to how truly BIG they Eye of Terror was. It was a bright swirling magenta thing, so big that it simply swallowed up everything for countless light years all around it. It was not just looking at a wall, it was a wall that reached around the peripheries of your vision to completely swallow you whole!

The ship had dropped out of warp space here in the Cadia gate, but they had nothing to fear from Cadia in THIS part of the Cadia gate, for this right here was literally the END of the Cadia gate! Merely kilometres in front of the ship was the first of the swirling energy clouds of the Eye of Terror, walking distance away from entering hell itself!

"Isn't it beautiful, I haven't seen it in years. Welcome one and all, to the chaos hells of the Eye of Terror, sacred birthplace of Slaanesh." The Chaos Lord said jubilantly.

The nuns whimpered and held each other, so desperately afraid. This place was permanently beyond the reach of the Imperium of Man, no one but the Emperor himself could save them inside this terrible place.

The terrible daemon TigerLily had silenced even the voice of the Emperor, replacing it with her own, so that now it seemed that not even the Emperor could save them now! The daemon had bewitched them into defiling themselves, laying together in an unholy orgy, and all of them then completing their defilement by laying with Franklin in sin till all of them were with child!

For a celibate nun to get pregnant was the ULTIMATE breaking of their vows of chastity! To be with child from laying with a 13 year old boy in your charge, after first performing a lesbian orgy, made this already terrible thing a thousand times worse! You did not recover your virtue from something like this, no nun would be WELCOME back into their order after this!

The nuns huddled together, pregnant, defiled, and cut off from the Emperor, standing on the very doorway into hell, with only daemons and heretics for company. They had never before felt so utterly powerless...

"I think that we have stopped to look long enough. ONWARD!" The Chaos Lord ordered triumphantly.

There was a few seconds of pause as the order was relayed, and then the ship lurched forward as a gigantic bright plume of glowing plasma exhaust exploded out behind, mighty plasma fusion engines propelling the ship straight into hell.

The nuns cowered as the wall of swirling glowing clouds of energy got closer and closer, until the nose of the ship was breaking into the first of them. The nuns frantically moved to the other side of the ziggurat and gazed behind them at the stars of real space, watching in dread as the hellish energy clouds enveloped the observation tower! The stars were obscured more and more, disappearing from view one by one, until nothing was visible through the magenta mists anymore!

They were now quite literally in hell!

***...

The nuns screamed as another one of the six breasted humanoid sex monsters materialised in their bedroom that night, this was the 3rd one to appear out of thin air!

Franklin immediately tackled the monster, and wrestled it into chains and shackles to join the other two that had appeared earlier.

The monster moaned disturbingly, crab clawed hands cuffed behind it's back, and Franklin chained its neck to the same wall chain as the other two. The original two monsters were already busily fornicating with each other in their chains, and the newcomer simply joined in with the depravity.

The nuns were too afraid to sleep, but they couldn't stay awake indefinitely! If Franklin ever slept then the monsters would get them!

A fourth sex monster materialised right in bed with the nuns and licked the inside of Mother Superior's screaming mouth with an extremely long tongue!

Franklin pounced on the daemon and overpowered it, chaining it up with the others...

Several hours later the chained up orgy of sex monsters was getting so large that Franklin had run out of chains, even Wendy's depraved dungeons did not have any more chains left to commandeer!

Franklin tried yet again to brain one of the chained up monsters to death with the butt of his shotgun, but the metal simply dented without damage to its head!

Franklin hit it again harder and FINALLY it's head splattered, and the sex monster dissolved into pink mist that rapidly disappeared.

Franklin sighed in relief.

40 new sex monsters then flooded into the bedroom through the doorway, looking lustfully at the nuns!

Franklin held up the butt of his shotgun threateningly.

Franklin's mother Wendy entered the room at the rear of the monsters, with her arms around the shoulders of a pair of the six breasted naked things, apparently coming to check that Franklin and the nuns were ok.

"Back!" Wendy commanded sternly at the sex daemons, and the 40 new monsters backed away from the nuns.

Wendy gazed curiously at the very large orgy of chained up monsters and instantly understood what Franklin was trying to do.

"That is only attracting more of them. They are called daemonettes, lesser daemons of Slaanesh. Daemonettes LOVE bondage and will just appear in greater numbers if you keep chaining them up," Wendy explained calmly.

"Help us! How do we stop them?!" Sister Mary begged.

"Just ignore them and they will get bored and leave you alone, you are a Sevenson Night Lord and his harem of concubines, all of you are officially members of our Slaaneshi war band, so the daemonettes will not harm you for as long as we acknowledge you as being members of our ranks. Just ignore the daemonettes, they cannot abide boredom and will leave if you just do nothing exciting," Wendy advised.

Wendy got the keys to the chains and released ALL of the daemonettes. The daemonettes moaned disappointedly, and moved towards the nuns!

"Don't move or react! Stay absolutely still!" Wendy warned the nuns urgently.

The nuns froze fearfully, as the daemonettes went right up to them and started licking at their faces.

The daemonettes quickly ignored those who remained still, and instead focused on those that panicked and screamed.

"Hold still and silent!" Wendy commanded the nuns who were panicking.

One by one the nuns managed to be still, and the daemonettes quickly became bored and instead focused on each other in depraved acts of intimacy.

"Who wants to tickle Octavia?," Wendy asked the daemonettes excitedly in a voice reserved for pets.

The daemonettes all raised their heads excitedly and gazed at Wendy with rapt delight.

"Octavia's tied down naked to my bed, go tickle her!" Wendy encouraged the daemonettes in the exaggerated energetic voice reserved for pets.

The massive crowd of daemonettes moaned eagerly and elegantly ran out of the room in the direction of Wendy and Octavia's bedroom, leaving the nuns in peace.

"How could you do that to poor Octavia!" Sister Mary exclaimed in horror.

"Are you kidding?, She LOVES it! She ASKED me to leave her tied up at the mercy of the daemonettes, they have been helping me torment Octavia for hours. She will be fine," Wendy laughed.

"Stay with us then, please guard us so we can sleep," Mother Superior asked plaintively, surprising everyone.

"Octavia will wet the bed if she is left at the mercy of daemonettes the entire night, she needs to be untied periodically to pee or she will piss everywhere." Wendy apologised.

"I will clean the sheets myself if you stay," Mother Superior offered insistently.

"Hmm, Octavia will be tired and grumpy from a night without sleep, but she will also love every second of it so ok. I guess that I can go without sleep for one night, just this once. I will just go and tell Octavia so she doesn't get worried," Wendy said and ducked out of the room for a few minutes.

The nuns waited anxiously for Wendy to return as more monsters appeared in the room, desperately ignoring them to make them go away!

Wendy reentered the room and told the new daemonettes to go play with Octavia.

"It's standing room only in my bedroom now, daemonettes always love playing with Octavia in bondage! I told Octavia I'm spending the night here without her, she was fine with it. Like I said, she loves it. She is going to have a wild night with those daemonettes!" Wendy chuckled happily.

"Thank you for watching over us in hell this night, we would die without you in this place," Mother Superior thanked Wendy sincerely.

"You are all pregnant with my grandchildren, so you are now family. I take good care of my family," Wendy said reassuringly.

The nuns groaned softly in misery at this reminder of their deflowering.

"TigerLily actually did you all a favour, believe it or not. Sometime in the next 9 months you will meet the Sevenson Matriarch, the Slaanesh Daemon Princess who is our absolute master. She would not have taken kindly to you, and may well have decided that you weren't worthy enough to be Franklin's concubines, with DEADLY consequences. But with a Sevenson baby growing in your bellies the Matriarch won't risk harming you," Wendy said sympathetically.

"But what about after we give birth, we can't stay pregnant forever," Sister Mary whimpered.

"You could just immediately get pregnant again, the psykers can make sure that you get pregnant again immediately after giving birth, as long as you have Franklin's babies inside you you are untouchable," Wendy suggested.

"What sort of existence is that?, Death would be kinder than to be reduced to sinful breeding factories!" Mother Superior protested.

"It will be up to the Matriarch to decide how many babies you have to have before she deems you worthy. Octavia only needed to have one, the Matriarch ADORES Octavia. If the Matriarch likes you then she may decide that you get to live after just one pregnancy too," Wendy offered feebly.

"I somehow doubt that a Slaanesh daemon will like us anywhere near as much as Octavia, we are anathema to such a creature," Mother Superior pointed out grimly.

"Play to your strengths, you are a group of stern and dominant women who whip and cane and discipline your Night Lord master around the clock, you are a masochist's wet dream! If the Matriarch views you as being severe and merciless dominatrices then she will have no trouble liking you. If you can get the Matriarch to see you as fetish fuel then she will accept you without issue," Wendy reassured them.

"What sinful blasphemy! I will hear no more of this depraved heresy!" Sister Superior Clementine shouted with holy rage.

"Did this one get pregnant too?," Wendy asked distastefully, gazing disapprovingly at Sister Superior Clementine.

"Yes vile champion of darkness! The foul daemon TigerLily saw to that!" Sister Superior Clementine hissed hatefully.

Wendy sighed and said, "Well then I guess that means you are now family too, so I must put up with you. If you want me to stay and protect the nuns tonight then you will have to tolerate my presence without violence or rudeness."

"I will not harm you if you indeed protect them, and I can be civil, but I will NOT let you corrupt these servants of the Emperor with sinful suggestions. If the Emperor wills that constant forced pregnancy is to be our appointed fate, then we will dutifully walk our path and breed more servants for the Emperor, but we shall NOT willingly compromise our purity just to appease some vile daemon!" Sister Superior Clementine proclaimed heroically.

"Some vile daemon...," Wendy repeated dangerously, obviously mortally offended.

"I think that we all understand each other, let's not fight," Mother Superior said quickly before this could get any worse.

"A word of advice, do NOT speak insultingly about the Matriarch in future if you value your lives, we do NOT take kindly to having our venerated progenitor disrespected in our presence!" Wendy said with a distorted voice of icy demonic hatred, her beautiful face suddenly distorted into a truly terrifying demonic visage!

The nuns screamed and backed away, and Franklin tackled Wendy to the floor without hesitation...

Wendy was on the floor pinned down under Franklin, he had her contained thank the Emperor.

Franklin suddenly flew backwards off Wendy and slammed into a wall!

The slender busty inoffensive looking woman Wendy had THROWN Franklin off her with only ONE of her small womanly arms!

Wendy was up on her feet in an instant, moving with supernatural speed.

Wendy was on Franklin in a blur of motion and furiously hurled him halfway across the room onto the bed with unholy strength!

Wendy was stronger and faster than Franklin, as strong as a space marine!

Wendy was on Franklin again in an instant, face demonically distorted, and she was now bending him over one of her knees and spanking him!

"Naughty boy! BAD BOY!" Wendy snarled, spanking him with blurring speed, the air cracking deafeningly with the sounds of the viciously powerful slaps to his backside!

The nuns were panicking now, they had no one to provide them with protection against this! If Franklin was defeated then THEY were doomed indeed against Wendy!

"Calm down, I am only being violent because Franklin attacked me first. I am only punishing him not killing him," Wendy snapped at the nuns in her distorted demonic rage voice as she continued spanking Franklin with blurring speed.

"How are you so strong! I was with you for months and never saw this!" Sister Mary whimpered fearfully.

"We are in the Eye of Terror now, in MY world. In the chaos hells I am MUCH stronger and faster than in real space, thanks to a chaos gift of demonic muscles that only work fully in the nourishment of the warp saturated chaos hells. In THIS place, you can only grovel before me!" Wendy snarled in demonic triumph.

Wendy stopped spanking Franklin, who now had a noticeable wet patch at the front of his pants, and gazed dominantly at the cowering nuns.

"I think that you all understand your TRUE place a bit better now. The only person in this room who has POWER is me, not you, ME! I am the Chaos Champion and you are all just my servants. You are treated kindly at MY pleasure, NEVER forget how truly powerless you all are. With TigerLily cutting you off from your Emperor, you're NOTHING!" Wendy snarled mercilessly.

"We understand, please have mercy Wendy!" Sister Mary pleaded.

"I know that YOU understand Sister Mary, but do the others?...," Wendy warned.

"We understand! You're the boss!" The other nuns all frantically agreed.

"And what about you Bondage Girl, do YOU understand?," Wendy asked Sister Superior Clementine icily.

Sister Superior Clementine defiantly spat on Wendy's face in response!

"You BITCH! You get to spend the rest of the night with Octavia and the daemonettes to teach you some RESPECT!" Wendy snarled in demonic outrage!

Wendy pounced on Sister Superior Clementine with blistering speed and was so strong that she simply snapped Clementine's thick metal holding chain right off the wall!

Wendy then zipped out the door with Sister Superior Clementine in the blink of an eye!

"Franklin don't follow her, stay and protect us!" One of the nuns ordered frantically as Franklin rose to pursue.

Wendy was back several minutes later without Sister Superior Clementine...

"Clementine is all tied down and keeping Octavia company, the daemonettes were delighted", Wendy laughed nastily.

"Is she being raped?," Mother Superior asked in dread.

"I was kind enough to put a chastity belt on Franklin's pregnant concubine, but she is in for a rather ticklish time until morning. She will not be physically damaged," Wendy allowed generously.

"Until morning?!" Sister Mary squawked in horror.

"Until morning, anyone who has a problem with this can join her!" Wendy warned mercilessly.

The nuns all gulped and shook their heads desperately!

"*I* have a problem with this! Sister Superior Clementine being tortured by daemons is NOT acceptable!" Franklin said heroically.

"Franklin STOP! We need you here!" The nuns pleaded desperately.

Franklin obediently held silent.

"Very wise concubines, very VERY wise. I will be merciful and say that Franklin gets to stay here rather than joining Octavia, he needs sleep for tomorrow anyway." Wendy said indulgently.

The nuns sighed with relief and commanded Franklin to go to sleep before he could provoke Wendy again.

Franklin crawled under the bed to sleep.

"No you don't, you are sleeping in the bed with your concubines!" Wendy demanded.

The nuns looked at Wendy in horror, but fearfully commanded Franklin to obey.

"No, right in the middle of the concubines! Concubines snuggle against your master!" Wendy ordered sternly as Franklin tried to sleep as far away from the nuns as possible in the bed!

"Franklin do it! Wendy PLEASE! This is sinful!" Sister Mary pleaded.

"My son keeps you for HIS pleasure, you are CONCUBINES, not guests! I have put up with this for long enough, TONIGHT at least, my son will sleep in HIS bed with HIS concubines!" Wendy demanded mercilessly.

"Please don't make us have sex!" Sister Mary begged.

"That is up to Franklin, but you WILL snuggle him in bed!" Wendy warned.

More daemonettes appeared out of thin air, and Wendy reluctantly directed them out of the room to go find Octavia. Octavia's screaming laughter could just faintly be heard through the doorway, as the number of daemonettes tickling her got steadily bigger. Sister Superior Clementine could not be heard however, apparently too disciplined from completing the Painful Path to make a sound...

Franklin cautiously took his place under the covers in the middle of the bed, between Sister Mary on one side and Mother Superior on the other. He of course had a great swelling...

The nuns fearfully huddled around Franklin on either side, and drifted gratefully off to sleep under the protective watch of Wendy...

***...

"(Yawn), rise and shine sleepy heads. Time for you to clean up the mess in my bed as I free Octavia," Wendy's sleepy voice woke them all the next morning.

Franklin blinked awake and found himself with a pair of his nuns sprawled half on top of him!

Franklin thrilled with pleasure, and lay still as the nuns yawned little feminine yawns and stretched their arms.

Franklin was immediately slapped across the face by both nuns, a reflex reaction from the half awake nuns finding him in bed with them rather than a punishment, and Franklin surged with intense pleasure, barely managing not to ejaculate.

The nuns angrily ordered Franklin out of bed and he sleepily moved to the nearest scourging rack for his morning punishment without thinking, completely forgetting that he needed to rescue Sister Superior Clementine.

"No floggings for you Franklin. Not until you clean my bed as promised!" Wendy demanded...

Franklin was feeling selfishly disappointed as he forewent his usual morning flogging, and accompanied his nuns with Wendy to rescue Sister Superior Clementine from the daemonettes. The large palace sized apartment was filled with Octavia's echoing hoarse laughter, an entire night having clearly made her voice go hoarse.

The group paused at the sight of a large crowd of daemonettes that were trying unsuccessfully to push their way into Wendy's already crowded bedroom...

"Octavia and Clementine have had enough fun for now, go now and entertain yourselves in my dungeon rooms with each other!" Wendy shouted with stern authority at the daemonettes.

The daemonettes moaned submissively in obedience and THOUSANDS of them filed past out of the bedroom until it was empty!

The group of humans entered the bedroom, and Franklin immediately smelled urine and faeces, a terrible reek that filled the room!

"Thank the Emperor!" Sister Superior Clementine's voice greeted them in sick relief.

The two women were bound with ropes, and completely naked but for a metal chastity belt that Sister Superior Clementine wore. Both women had wet the bed very heavily, and Octavia had also soiled herself! Their skin was red and inflamed in strategic places from an entire night of stroking, and well used looking bird feathers lay everywhere all around them on the bed.

"Over ALREADY!? But I want MORE!" Octavia whined poutingly.

"How can you POSSIBLY want more!" Sister Superior Clementine asked Octavia in genuine shock.

"It was fun," Octavia giggled hoarsely.

"It was torture!" Sister Superior Clementine retorted.

"But how was it torture for you, you didn't even make a sound the entire time!" Octavia exclaimed.

"I still FELT it! Just because I am too disciplined to show my suffering doesn't mean that I didn't suffer." Sister Superior Clementine corrected.

"I just thought you weren't ticklish?," Octavia said stupidly in her hoarse voice.

"I am EXTREMELY ticklish!" Sister Superior Clementine snapped angrily.

"But is your purity maintained?!" Sister Mary asked Sister Superior Clementine desperately.

"What little that remained of it after Franklin is still maintained, the chastity belt kept the daemons from deflowering me. They simply tickled me with great aggravation the entire night. Octavia on the other hand was deflowered like you couldn't imagine...," Sister Superior Clementine reassured grimly.

"It was fun, they tickled me right deep inside my pussy!" Octavia explained hoarsely despite not being asked.

Wendy untied the ropes from Octavia's wrists and ankles as this conversation was happening, and Octavia sat up tiredly on the bed.

"Yuck!" Octavia said looking down at the reeking soil she had made.

"The nuns have kindly agreed to clean up the bed, you just go wait for me in the shower my love, go on," Wendy told the stupid trophy wife sweetly.

"Ok, I will run the water and handcuff my wrists in the overhead ceiling shackles for you. Don't leave me waiting too long," Octavia hoarsely agreed cheerfully, and staggered weakly towards the bathroom.

"Oh hello daemonette, want to play a tickling game with me in the shower?," Octavia's voice could then be heard asking excitedly as soon as she entered the bathroom.

The sounds of running water and Octavia's hoarse laughter quickly followed.

"How does she do it?," Sister Superior Clementine asked in wonder, as the nuns released her permanent metal neck and wrist stock from the ropes that tightly stretched her towards the bed head.

"She is a devotee of Slaanesh," Wendy answered simply, as though this were answer enough.

"Is she simply immune to torture?," Sister Superior Clementine asked.

"She can't stand certain things, strong electric shocks in particular are especially good at breaking her, but tickling is her biggest fetish and even after 72 straight hours of it she won't break, I know this from first hand experience. Different individual Slaanesh worshippers have different fetishes that they are into, and are always absolutely insatiable for more of their chosen fetish." Wendy explained with obvious pride.

"What's your, um, area of um, strength?," Sister Mary asked Wendy curiously.

"My fetish areas are lesbian domination and lesbian bondage discipline sadism and masochism, lesbian tickling is also a MASSIVE fetish for me which is why I originally dated Octavia, I also like lesbian toilet play, lesbian bathroom play, assorted other lesbian fetishes, oh and just good old fashioned lesbian sex is nice too," Wendy purred sounding aroused.

"I'm sensing an overall lesbian theme here, but you have children so clearly you can lay with men too," Sister Mary said very diplomatically.

"I don't like sex with men, it's the one thing that I really hate. If another woman is present then I can bend it a little bit, but there HAS to be another woman involved or it just won't work." Wendy said carefully.

"Didn't stop you from laying with your own brother!" Sister Superior Clementine accused.

"Franklin was conceived under unusual circumstances. Luke lay with Octavia and then Octavia played with me and Luke's seed was transferred from her into me. Franklin is in some ways the son of Octavia too as much as me, he owes his very existence to lesbianism," Wendy retorted smugly and walked towards the bathroom.

"Now clean up this mess before I return from my shower!" Wendy said as she walked out of view.

More daemonettes then materialised in the reeking bedroom and Franklin felt disgusted for a whole number of different reasons. This really was hell...

***...

A few hours later Franklin was dressed in the full battle uniform of a Night Lord neophyte as he stood behind TigerLily and his father, in the vast sprawling courtyard of a dark and colossal Night Lord fortress monastery down on the surface of a hellish daemon world, here to meet with their fellow Night Lords in the Eye of Terror.

Beside Franklin stood only the massive Augusta in his full Chaos Raptor power armour, as the Chaos Lord's only other son present who was unmutated enough to receive a gene seed. Their other male mutant siblings onboard the ship had all been born of TigerLily, and had been born so heavily mutated that gene seed organ implantation was impossible for them. With the exception of the awesome Daemon Princess TigerLily, this gathering was for Night Lord Astartes only, as the rest of the legion would accept no one else.

Behind Franklin and Augusta stood every Night Lord and neophyte in the war band present from on the ship, over 200 in all, and all lined up in ranks and files in full war gear in a procession of honour.

Less than 100 meters in front of them in the courtyard stood waiting the disciplined ranks and files of a full 900 Night Lords of the local war band that owned this fortress, led at their head by a huge Chaos Raptor with twin lightning claws who was apparently the Chaos Lord in charge of this fortress. These local Night Lords were in parade ground formation and clearly trying to make a fine first impression.

Franklin and his fellow Sevenson Night Lords were not to be outdone in this ego competition, and were all scrubbed up and at perfect attention to try to outdo these legion brothers. Franklin's life of discipline had perfected him for parade formation roles, and he marched in perfect lockstep with his heretical comrades in arms, his very different loyalties not an issue right now in something as benign as a parade.

The courtyard around him was sprawling and vast, paved with hard perfectly smooth flat ceramite for over a mile of vast space. It was ringed on 3 sides by vast 200 meter high walls of thick armoured ceramite, fearsome gates and towers set in strategic places in the walls, and on the fourth side of the courtyard towered the imposing bulk of the massive 500 meter tall ceramite keep of the massive fortress monastery. The air above the courtyard crackled lethally with an enclosing void shield capable of shrugging off atomic blasts, sealing the courtyard off from all directions of outside attack.

The Sevenson war band had landed outside the walls in the same corrupted Tetrarch heavy lander shuttle Franklin and his nuns had been abducted to orbit in, a huge armoured brutal thing capable of carrying hundreds of troops between surface and orbit in a single trip. The terrain outside the walls that the Tetrarch had landed in was a dimly lit barren hell-scape of hard lifeless bare rock, under an ash grey sky so dim that it barely illuminated the lands despite it being currently midday.

From orbit this planet had been brilliantly illuminated by sunlight reflecting off the grey clouds of the upper atmosphere, warm and inviting, but the light it seemed was barely able to penetrate all the way to the ground, making the world dim enough to only just see during the height of day. During night time this place would be as dark as it was possible to be. For all the dimness it was not cold however, but surprisingly hot and stuffy, the upper atmosphere was obviously absorbing a fearsome amount of heat from the light it swallowed up, making the planet hellishly unpleasant in local climate.

The local air was breathable, but very VERY low in oxygen, the tiny percentage of oxygen all clearly coming from artificial atmosphere processing with the lack of light for plant photosynthesis, and Franklin's Haemastamen was working overtime to increase the haemoglobin content of his Astartes blood cells, letting him absorb what little oxygen the air contained to keep himself alive. A normal human would be dead right now in this atmosphere, only a space marine could breathe unaided in this air!

Franklin had no idea why anyone would choose to live here on this dead planet except for the Night Lord Legion's love of darkness, it seemed to have no noticeable economic value, unless it perhaps had some mineral mines?, Franklin had no idea how the population would feed themselves without sunlight, this planet was just worthless as far as he could tell.

Well whatever value this planet may or may not have, the Night Lords had obviously expended great resources to construct this fortress, power the void shield, and slightly oxygenate the dead atmosphere.

The Sevenson war band marched proudly up to their waiting Legion brothers, halting as the two Chaos Lords met with a brotherly embrace.

"Welcome to my planet brothers, your presence is greatly appreciated, we have great need of the additional manpower you bring," the local Chaos Lord welcomed, jumping right into business.

"You have the fuel we need?," Franklin's father asked, also not wasting time getting down to business.

"You help me take the crone world Lavender Furnace from the Word Bearers and I will give you all the fuel and supplies you could ask for," the Raptor Chaos Lord confirmed.

"Lavender Furnace?! That place is a brightly lit death trap, it's lethal! I want more than just fuel in payment for such a target, a LOT more!" Franklin's father snarled.

"Help me claim it and you shall be granted one tenth of all the wealth in the Lavender Furnace treasure vaults!" The Raptor Chaos Lord promised.

Franklin's father smiled greedily and said, "you have yourself a deal brother!"

"Excellent! Come inside our home welcomed guests, this calls for a celebration," the Raptor Chaos Lord announced greedily, ushering them all into the keep.

***...

Franklin could not see a thing inside the dark interior of the Night Lord keep, and activated the tactical light under the barrel of his shotgun, shining it all around, illuminating local Night Lords standing all around him with their helmets off.

"Neophyte! Turn the light off!" The local Night Lords bellowed at him in dismay, massive pupils constricting in the light, faces screwed up in pain.

"I can't see without the light, I only have my first 5 gene seed organs implanted," Franklin protested.

"Then don't shine it in my EYES you fool! Point it down at the floor away from our eyes!" The local Night Lords snapped irritably.

"Franklin stop annoying our brother Night Lords and come over here and stay with me," Augusta called out of the darkness nearby.

Franklin reluctantly obeyed and walked over to stand beside his giant half brother, carefully keeping the light pointed down at the ground.

"Turn that light off, you are embarrassing us," Augusta added in annoyance.

Franklin clicked the light off.

"THANK YOU!" The local Night Lords said loudly.

"Raptor, I saw you standing with the neophyte out the front in place of honour earlier. I can see that you are high ranking in your war band Raptor, but why was this junior neophyte so honoured as to stand beside you?," a local Night Lord asked curiously from the darkness.

"Franklin here is my kin, my younger half brother." Augusta said carefully.

"Two recruits taken from the same family?, Both orphans recruited from the child survivors of a raid like the rest of us I take it?," the local asked.

"No, our father is the Chaos Lord of our war band, he fathered us with women," Augusta said cautiously.

"Bah, so the rumours are true! You Sevenson Night Lords really ARE breeders?," the local spat in disgust.

"I didn't WANT to become a neophyte and join the war band, I was lost from my parents as a baby and raised in an Imperial orphanage, perfectly happy until my half brother here kidnapped me less than a year ago! I didn't even know I had this brother till he killed a bunch of people from the orphanage and abducted me!" Franklin explained bitterly.

"Ah, now THAT I can respect! I was raised in an Imperium orphanage too before the Night Lords sacked the planet and recruited me," the local said understandingly.

"Do you also still worship the Emperor like me?," Franklin asked hopefully.

The local laughed and said, "You are green as they come, do you honestly still worship the Emperor?!"

"With all my heart. I have been trying to convert my brother here to repent of his chaos worship and worship the Emperor himself, but he has ignored my efforts!" Franklin lamented bitterly.

The space all around Franklin erupted with Night Lord laughter at these words, apparently others listening in on the conversation.

"Franklin you are embarrassing me," Augusta warned with a growl.

"Neophytes really are adorable at that age!" a number of locals hissed fondly out of the darkness.

"I was once like you Franklin, the Night Lords traditionally raid the Imperium to capture genetically pure children as recruits, better stock than the mutated locals who infest the Eye of Terror. We all started off feeling bitter and angry, and kept worshipping the Emperor as an act of defiance, but it didn't last long, the indoctrination processes in the later neophyte years reshaped our loyalty to only the Legion. You have my sympathies Franklin," the local said sadly.

"It's not too late friend, the Emperor will forgive you if you only repent," Franklin encouraged excitedly.

"Don't encourage him! I already have to put up with this crap enough!" Augusta complained at the other Night Lords as they laughed once again.

"I like you Franklin, you remind me of myself as a new neophyte. My name is Malcolm Abbot, I am a rhino crewman for the Legion, the gunner who operates the rhino's onboard combi-bolter," the local introduced.

"Well met Malcolm Abbot, I am Franklin Sevenson the neophyte. Would you like to meet my nuns to talk about the Emperor?," Franklin asked hopefully.

"I kidnapped a bunch of the nuns from his orphanage to be his sex slaves to make him more cooperative. They have set up like their own little Imperial house church in his sleeping room," Augusta explained quickly.

"Well this I HAVE to see for myself! I will GLADLY speak to your nuns," Malcolm agreed delightedly.

Franklin smiled triumphantly, his first convert was about to be made!

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