Cathy had only come to this world to pass the time, a few days ago, Horus had suggested that she should slow down and relax for a while and she agreed, so she decided to pass the time doing something she liked.
Training recruits and making slackers perform better, she wasn't overly cruel just strict, she understood that sometimes things happened that shouldn't happen, so she mostly let those incidents go.
So even though her once well-kept hair is now a complete mess, her suit has almost completely melted off, she had no ill will towards the guardsman on top of her, she had informed maintenance about the machine's problem awhile ago and they didn't listen.
It would be them that will suffer, the man on top of her needed to be punished but his punishment wouldn't be as severe, it would only be for show, something to keep the guard inline.
So she was surprised when she picked up on so much killing intent, directed at her no, more specifically the man on top of her.
[A few moments earlir]
"I see" Jaghatai said as he watched the guardsman force his younger sister onto his pathetic excuse for a mount and take her to the barracks.
Both he and his sons had already mounted their bikes and were about to prevent the man from laying claim to his sister when they heard Vulkan's voice.
"Brother control yourself, our sister would never be claimed soo easily, even if that man managed to undress her she would surely break him before anything could happen " Vulkan said to him and Jaghatai had to agree.
"So Horus what do you think?' Vulkan asked Horus but their brother was already gone.
Horus felt his body move even before he could think he quickly moved between the trees and near the barracks, he could already hear the recruits talking to each other, and for the first time in his entire life, he felt worried.
The humans around him spoke about that guardsman as if he were someone who passed the time conquering women, both human and alien, there was even talk about him capturing the heart of something that came from the warp.
What had he done if this was true then that man would take full advantage that one of the Emperor's daughters was alone.
Then he saw them, his sister was nearly completely naked, the man was fully naked and his sister looked as if all of her strength had been siphoned from her.
Hous felt a cold feeling inside his chest, the same feeling was quickly replaced by an uncertain amount of rage that became blood lust.
He would kill this guardsman and make him an example.
"Horus relax, those crate had removers on them and the jack was malfunctioning, it was bad luck nothing more" his sister said to him.
"Now, get off me before I make your punishment even more severe" she said to the guardsman.
The man removed himself from her body and Cathy covered herself with a nearby blanket, the blanket attacked itself to her body making every curve somehow become even more noticeable.
"Guardsman your punishment is to our race the ork that is causing problems, and you are not allowed to come back until you win" she said with a calm voice.
It was a harsh punishment after all the ork could easily kill the man with little effort if any, but it was also a light punishment for all of this was an accident, after all the man just had to beat an ork in a race and come back, what was the worst that could happen.
Horus watched the miniature human leave, his anger had calmed down a bit.
"Explain," he said to his sister.
"Oh, there's an ork that rides a bike and just rides around the planet. He challenges everyone to a race, he's mostly harmless so the guard just lets him do whatever he wants" Cathy answered him.
"How is that a punishment?" Horus asked his sister.
"There's a reason why the ork has never lost" Cathy said to him
The guardsman for his part simply thanked the Emperor things didn't go from bad to worse, sure he ha to outrace an ork and he wouldn't ever be able to return but he didn't care about any of that, he was just thankful things didn't go crazy like last time.
Unfortunately for him, however, Vulkan had heard about the punishment and decide to give the guardsman some help, so he found the motorcycle the guardsman would be using and modified it as best as possible, with what little time he could.
He would have to add several things such as guns, shields to make sure the human body dint become paste when the motorcycle reached a certain speed, there was no need for certain things like brakes, after all, it was a race.
He also added certain stimuli, things needed to help improve a person's concentration and endurance, as well as to help with nausea.
By the time he was done the motorcycle was something completely different, Vulkan looked at his creation with approval, it wasn't his best work, but it was possible, now it just needed a name.
"The galaxies fastest bike" Vulkan said not knowing that within the warp something had heard him., whatever it was smelled the cocktail of narcotics and oil.
Vulkan watched as the guardsman walked up to the bike, the man's head was held high.
"Good a man should walk to his death with dignity." Vulkan thought to himself, as he heard the sound of an ork screaming approaching quickly, the guardsman turned on the motorcycle and began to give chase.