Imperial Orphan. White shield Chronicles.
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Chapter four.
'Even with small mercies the servants of the emperor can defy hell itself. Glory be his name. With small mercies we may just survive this nightmare'. Franklin thought to himself.
(Five minutes later)
"The bus is dead". Said Mother superior.
"Really!?". Asked Sister Mary.
"Yes the engine is dead the bus is now unusable". Said Mother superior.
"Damn it!". Franklin cursed under his breath.
"Well the good luck was nice while it lasted". Said Franklin having multiple people agree with him.
"We will have to continue on foot". Said Franklin gaining the attention of both the mother superior and Sister superior Clementine.
"And which direction to we go in". Asked Sister Clementine.
Franklin pulled out a map from a pouch on his belt and opened it up. "We passed the third checkpoint yes". Asked Franklin.
"Yes we did child what's your point". Said Sister Superior Clementine.
"Well during the war several hidden bunkers, armouries and safe houses were strategically built and placed near the checkpoints along this road. To provide emergency supplies such as ammo rations and extra weapons for the sisters of battle that patrolled these checkpoints and for the runners that transported intel and orders too and from the front lines when communications were down. This road was one of the supply lines that was used in the war with the orks. I would know I was on the supply crew that worked this supply line. About a five to six hundred metres from here there should be an underground bunker we can re-arm and resupply there maybe even dig in and wait for reinforcements to arrive but we're sitting ducks out here so lets go!". Said Franklin as he began rounding everyone up.
Everyone followed Franklin until they found the bunker.
"Now if they haven't changed the pass-code I can still get us into this bunker". Franklin said as he typed the password into the door lock's keypad. With a click the door opened. "Alright everyone we've got work to do". Said Franklin.
They walked in and saw that the bunker was worse for wear.
"We can't stay here the whole place is unstable it could come down on top of us at any time". Said Franklin.
"Agreed let's grab what we need and vacate the area as quickly as possible". Said Sister superior Clementine.
Franklin went to check out the armoury only to find that there was little there. "Damn not much here lets see nothing but boxes of bits, bobs, odds and ends... and oh hey couple flash bang grenades those will come in handy oh and there's a couple of auto gun mags and two mags worth of ammo for his hand cannons". Said franklin looking what he had found.
Now re-armed Franklin returned to the group.
"Did you find anything". Asked Sister superior Clementine.
"No only a couple mags worth of ammunition. But I did come across some flash bang grenades". Said Franklin.
"It's not much but its better than nothing. Okay lets move out!". Said Sister Superior Clementine. As they left Franklin used his last remaining claymore to set up a trap. Before catching up with the group.
Augusta and his night lords came upon the bunker he sniffed about and followed the scent of his prey into the bunker. "Clever boy... Hey Sid go in and see if the coast is clear". Asked Augusta.
"Gotcha augusta". Said Sid charging into the bunker.
The other night lords waited for a few moments before hearing an explosion and Sid being thrown on his ass from the explosion.
"I'm okay!...I think the bunker was booby trapped Augusta". Said Sid before hacking and coughing his lungs up.
"Hehehe That never gets old". Augusta chuckled to himself quietly before the squad moved out to pursue their targets.
(Back with Franklin)
Franklin was cursing under his breath. The night lords had been chasing them all night everyone was tired cold and sore. They had a bus they could have been driving in but the night lords wrecked it.
Franklin was one of three boys that were left alive out of the seven that survived the war and returned to the orphanage. The other four boys died fighting helping the nuns escape. Franklin the two other boys, the nuns Sister superior Clementine were now running for their lives through the forest from the night lords in the dark during a storm. Hoping to find a place to hide until they lost the night lords.
Franklin had lost so many things he cared about. His friends, his home, his chance at redemption and new life but here he was running for his life from the night lords. They had ruined everything not only that they killed people he had lived and fought along side with for a very long time.
He was so angry he hadn't felt this angry ever since he fought against the orks. And soon that rage turned to a bloodlust that craved the blood of the night lords as tribute. Something within him had awoken he wanted to see them bleed to see them suffer he wanted to see their fear. This also caused other images to appear in his mind.
It was of a dark place where no light got in. a place that weirdly enough profoundly felt like his true home.
'What am I seeing?'. Thought Franklin.
In this dark place were women similar to the nuns in some ways but extremely different in others. They were scantily dressed in black leather with whips and implements of torture in their hands. And at their feet kneeling in total submission were... the monsters that hunted him.
Completely abasing themselves in submission to said lead women doing depraved things with them.
'Okay now that just ain't right'. Franklin thought feeling extremely uncomfortable.
He then saw his own mother among the leather clad women.
'Wait is that... my mom! AH MY EYES THEY SEE TO MUCH!'. Franklin screamed in his mind as he watched his mother join in on the depravety.
'Gonna need promethium infused floor cleaner to get those images out of my brain that was something I really didn't need to see'. Franklin thought to himself.
'I will not fall into temptation, I am strong, I am enduring, I am... damn look at the tits on that one'. Franklin thought for a moment.
"Why thank you I do love it when people compliment my girls". Said a voice in Franklin's head.
'No no no! Please just go away leave me alone!'. Franklin begged weakly in his mind.
"Please think about it brother, I miss you we all do. My name is Violet I am a slaaneshi psyker and your sister. The last time I saw you, you were just a few days old, suckling at mother's breast. I miss you we all do you have no idea how much it hurt the family when the inquisition snatched you from us and took you away". Said the voice in Franklin's head.
"You have sisters so many sisters all here waiting for our menfolk to bring you back to us your sisters have made cardboard banners that say welcome home we have lined the walls with them to celebrate your return.
Your mother is here with me waiting to hold you in her arms again with terrible anxiety. You have nieces and nephews uncles and aunts, you have grandparents and distant cousins so many relatives. You have a family that loves you and parents that have gone to great lengths to get you back! You have nothing to fear from us". Said violet.
Franklin was without anything to say he had no words.
"Please little brother come back to us". Said violet.
Franklin felt hot tears run down his face from hearing these terribly wonderful words. It was almost beyond resisting. Until a voice spoke to him a voice of compassion and purity.
"Don't cry Franklin it will all be over soon we will be okay". Came Sister Mary taking his bloodstained calloused hand in her soft gentle one. The uninvited voice of violet screamed as it was ejected from Franklin's mind as Sister mary came to see how he was.
Just then it dawned on him. 'oh god I just complemented my sister's tits'. Franklin thought horrified. 'Guh... I'm a bad person'. Franklin thought to himself.
He looked to Sister mary who smiled at him he weakly hugged her as for the first time in his entire life Franklin Sevenson was scared, scared of not being himself anymore. Scared of going down a path where he would walk alone. He looked to his only anchor to reality as she just embraced him back while tickling his ears as if she could sense exactly how he was feeling.
Sister mary felt sick with fear as she played with Franklin's ears. She had lost so many over the years due to the war. Out of the thirty boys she helped raise only seven returned alive and since the start of this whole ordeal only three survived Franklin and two other boys.
So many children dead snuffed out like little candles. Those boys those poor brave boys were in a profound sense her children her sons. She had bottle fed them as babies she had raised them, nurtured them, loved them.
Sister mary was completely celibate just like all nuns worthy of the title had never birthed children of her own. Despite how terribly she wanted children. This was the next best thing. She had been raised in the underhive of Necromunda hive primus and after an incident involving a young boy getting caught in hive gang war crossfire she left to join the mission as a nun swearing a life of purity, destined for a life of celibacy and service from then on which meant no husband and no children.
She had always adored children. And had filled this void in her life and her heart by becoming an orphanage nun to allow her to have all the children she could desire to be a mother to an army of sons.
It had been hard to be so harsh in her treatment of the children that came under her care. She hadn't wanted beat them and say cruel words. In truth what she wanted most in the world was to cuddle them in her arms and kiss their tears away. But sadly she hadn't been transferred to that kind of orphanage at all.
There were days that watching the children go about their daily life was absolutely heart breaking. Sister Mary had not asked that her first orphanage post to be something so horribly extreme such as the Orphanage of strict chastisement. In truth she had been horrified to have been sent to a child torture facility. Being forced to see the screaming toddlers in the scourging racks and not being able to put an end to it had been torture that hurt her more than any blade or bullet. But out of love for these children and fear for their souls she stayed and had stayed for over twenty years.
Now facilities like the Orphanage of strict chastisement had a very bad habit of attracting some of the most sick and twisted sadists and psychopaths to request staff transfers. And when Sister Mary arrived the staff were filled with depraved sadists that tortured the children for entertainment instead of duty. When she saw this Sister Mary made it her personal mission to protect the children from monsters like these and have removed from the Facility's staff roster permanently underhive style.
To this day the bodies have never been found.
For twenty years she protected the children from unnecessary abuse making sure the children were only punished to save their souls and not for the sick pleasure of monsters. These were the children of heretics for the sake of their souls they needed to complete their painful paths, discipline and agony were essential but not sadistic abuse.
She had been forced to harden her heart enough to torture and discipline the children constantly, but only to save poor boys from eternal hell fire. 18 years of agony was better then an eternity it simply had to be done. The alternative was just to terrible.
Her boys, her poor little boys had cried so many tears at her hand. It had been so hard on her at one time she questioned her faith. But she loved them too much to let them burn. Her poor babies.
And when the orks invaded she lost so many. She had lost so many... she wasn't going to lose anymore. Even if it meant picking up old bad habits again she just loved them too much.
Franklin felt Sister Mary getting tired they had been running for almost four hours straight.
"We must rest". Said Franklin.
"No Franklin we need to keep moving". Said Sister Mary trying to reason with him before he was scolded by either the Mother superior or Sister superior Clementine.
"Our pursuers are chaos space marines and we are all exhausted we at this moment in time have no chance of out running them. Our best course of action is to rest recuperate and try our best to outsmart them there's a small cave near here we can use as shelter from the rain". Said Franklin leading the group to the cave.
They reached the cave and Franklin led them in and started a small fire in the fire pit in an attempt to keep them all warm. "How do you know all about these places Franklin". Asked Sister Mary.
"During the war I had many roles. I would run supplies too and from the front lines and on occasion did scout patrols Sometimes I needed a place to stay to keep out of sight. These little safe houses were placed all over the forest area and are well camouflaged if you don't know what to look for. We'll rest here for a few hours and move on I'll take first watch everyone else get some sleep". Said Franklin.
Franklin looked to see if there were any weapons and ammo left from the war. A couple of flares with some explosive charges. "Well it's better than nothing at least I can blind them". Said Franklin as he walked out to have a look outside the cave. It was nothing but darkness outside but somehow he could see everything. He looked about but saw nothing and went back inside.
A few hours passed and the group was ready to leave they came out to see Augusta and his chaos raptors sitting a fallen tree clapping mockingly at Franklin before getting up rising to full height.
"Well done brother better than any of us expected. You have made us all proud I do apologise for using such dirty tactics to catch you but we're running low on time". Said Augusta chuckling throught his helmet.
"I'm so happy I was able accommodate". Said Franklin. 'I need to distract them so I can get the others out of here'. Franklin thought.
"Now come brother we must leave before the bolter bitches strike force arrives and on the way I will regale you with stories of your family". Said Augusta joyously.
"He goes nowhere with you heretic". Sister superior Clementine challenged with a righteous shout.
Augusta ignored her and turned to the rest of the group.
"No need to be shy little ones you all can come too. Our psykers have already read Franklin's mind and concluded that he will be much more cooperative if we took you fine ladies as hostages". The giant night lord laughed nastily.
Franklin readied a flash bang grenade and was about to use it when Sister superior Clementine grabbed Franklin from behind and held her power sword at his throat.
"What the hell are you doing!". Franklin said in panic.
"I will cut off Franklin's head before I let you take him go back to hell traitor!". Said Sister superior Clementine.
"I do not consent to this!". Franklin shouted as he struggled against the activated power sword being held at his throat.
The night lords paused at the threat and looked slightly afraid.
"If you want your brother to live you will leave him in our care come any closer and I'll slay him where he stands". Threatened Sister superior Clementine.
"Is this really necessary". Franklin asked worrying for his life.
"Slay him and I promise you I will take you back with me as a plaything for our resident greater demon of Slaanesh where you will live for eternity in depravity, damnation and degradation, you will never be with your precious false emperor!". Augusta snarled in terrible threat.
"If that is to be my fate so be it STEP BACK HERETIC!". Sister superior Clementine shouted heroically.
"Seriously though can you take the sword away from my throat I DO NOT WANT TO DIE". Said Franklin loudly hoping he was getting through to anyone present.
The night lords exchanged troubled glances, before cautiously stepping back all eyes locked on the power sword at Franklin's neck the tension was so thick you could cut it with a chain sword.
"My legs are falling asleep can we wrap this up soon like sometime this millennium". Asked Franklin now bored and frustrated as he was texting on his vox communicator unit.
"That's right heretics stay back! He lives in our care or he doesn't live at all!". Sister superior Clementine demanded.
'I am going to die at the hands of a crazy battle nun'. Franklin thought grimly. 'Well I guess it isn't the worst way to go at least it will be quick... Gulp! I hope'. Franklin whimpered in his mind.
"Alright Damn you! You win this time bolter bitch but you better keep him alive CURSE YOU!". Augusta conceded with terrible bitterness before he and the other raptors braced and fire shot out of their wings. They tore away into the rain choked sky and then they were gone.
"Thank heavens that's over". Said Sister superior Clementine.
"You and me both Sister now if you don't mind can you let me go please I don't want to die right now". Said Franklin nervously hoping she would let him go now that the night lords were gone.
Sister superior Clementine looked around and saw that they were really gone and released Franklin who was rubbing his throat. They then continued on slogging through the forest on foot in an attempt to escape their would be captors.
As they walked on Franklin looked at Sister Mary and her now drenched and almost see through robes which concealed nothing.
'Don't think about her tits, Don't think about her tits, Don't think about her tits, Don't think about her... Fuck it's hard to believe that those things are natural at that size. Damn it why'd she have to be so damn hot!' Franklin raged as different images went through his mind.
'Oh my Franklin such thoughts you're making me blush'. Said the psychic voice of violet again invading Franklin's mind.
'Oh joy your back'. Franklin thought sarcastically as the Slaaneshi Psyker was defiling his mind.
"I'm not 'Defiling' anything! Dear slaanesh, Franklin that was really rude!". Violet rebuked crossly.
Franklin maturely responded to this rebuke by rolling his eyes.
"You've been a naughty boy Franklin and naughty boys are severely punished with hard spankings!". Said the female psyker with strict authority.
'Look lady I'm not into that kinda stuff like these Night lord guys so give it a rest will ya'. Said Franklin with genuine truth.
'but... I... you... whaaaaaaaaaaat!?'. Said Violet visibly shocked.
'Yeah I'm not into kinky stuff like that sorry to disappoint'. Said Franklin straight faced.
A few moments of silence passed before Violet responded.
'By the tits of Slaanesh your being serious aren't you'. Asked Violet.
'Yep sorry but it's true just a normal fourteen year old boy you've got nothing to use on me sorry sweetheart better luck next time'. Franklin retorted cheekily smiling a little when he heard Violet's verbal frustration.
'Oh yeah well take this!'. Violet retorted childishly as she bombarded Franklin's mind with images of her and other Sevenson women topless just letting everything hang out in full view.
Franklin's manhood became so hard it hurt. 'curse... you... sky voice!'. Was the only coherent thought in Franklin's mind.
"Fucking psyker". Franklin spat as he hunched over like he was in pain.
"Franklin what's wrong". Asked Sister Mary as she helped Franklin sit up to see the biggest erection he has ever had. So large that it looked extremely painful. The other nuns recoiled in disgust and begin rebuking him harshly when Sister superior Clementine stepped in.
"This is clearly the witchcraft of our foes. They are messing with his mind the leader of the raptors did say he had their psykers reading his mind". Said Sister superior Clementine calmly.
"Witchcraft! Those villains! LEAVE MY BABY ALONE!". Sister Mary shouted to the sky thinking that the Sevenson psykers would hear her.
"They are trying to influence the boy with sorcery. I have seen it before this is the foul work of a Slaaneshi psyker. The night lords must have one of these depraved sorcerers". Sister Superior Clementine warned darkly.
"Not just one...". Franklin groaned.
"What did you say". Asked Sister superior Clementine.
"I said they don't have just one from what I can tell there are more than a dozen psykers on their ship in orbit". Said Franklin.
"How do you know that". Asked Sister superior Clementine.
"I don't know while that psyker had access to my mind I think I had access to hers like a two way connection I wasn't able to get anything useful nothing was coherent all I got were images". Said Franklin before he stumbled a bit.
"I'm fine I'm just feeling a little light headed we must keep moving we are sitting ducks out here". Said Franklin trying to get up and walk but his massive erection was making it hard to do.
Franklin was having a hard time keeping up until sister mary walked over and supported Franklin on her shoulder holding him up with ease.
'Damn she's strong didn't know she had it in her'. Franklin thought as he could literally feel the muscles in Sister Mary's shoulder and arms before passing out. They had made it to a clearing in the forest when Sister superior Clementine began screaming and magenta lightning arced around her head causing her to lose consciousness.
This was then followed by harsh demonic laughter which echoed all around the woods. So loud it could be heard over the storm and hail.
And before anyone knew what was going on they all collapsed
(Ten minutes later)
Franklin woke up to see the nuns had been bound as had the children as he was being hauled like a sack of potatoes.
He saw sister mary screaming like mad with a ball gag in her mouth panicking terribly as she was carried over the shoulder of a night lord like she was a piece of meat. "Oh shut up cowardly woman you will not be harmed you are to be a member of Franklin's new harem of Concubines". The night lord snapped nastily at her in a horrible demonic voice.
This made sister Mary struggle even harder.
"Continue to provoke me and I may just take you as one of my concubines". Said the night lord nastily.
"Hey dickhead lay off her will ya she's scared out of her mind right now she can't help it". Franklin snapped at the Night lord coming to Sister mary's defence.
"You should show more respect young one". Said the night lord.
"Oh you such a big tough man to a guy who's completely restrained and incapacitated how bout you take off these restraints and I'll open your meat shirt". Said Franklin. 'Probably if I I had a tank'. Franklin thought to himself.
"Do not provoke my brother Sherman we've all had a long day lets just focus on getting out of here". Said Augusta sighing in frustration.
"Look Augusta was it. Listen man there's no way off the planet if you let us go I'll lead the sisters of battle in a different direction which will allow you to escape without obstacle". Said Franklin.
"Oh I don't think it will come to that brother but I do appreciate the sentiment". Said Augusta.
"Seriously you are only nine what can the nine of you do against two thousand Sisters of battle look pal your done this isn't going to end well for any of us. Just let us go and we'll pretend you were never here make up a cover story about I don't know... swamp gas and weather balloons and possibly a monkey with a las-gun because kids like that sort of thing. But you really need to let us go you accomplish nothing by not listening to me". Said Franklin frantically trying to convince the chaos raptor.
"Don't worry about your safety brother all has been taken care of now I said that I would regale you with tales about your family where should I begin". Said Augusta.
'Oh god are they just this deaf or are they doing it deliberately to piss me off'. Franklin cried in his mind.
"Come on you can't be serious!". Franklin struggled against his bonds even going as far as to try and chew through the straps that bonded his hands.
"Ow...". Franklin groaned quietly as his attempt to chew through his bonds failed.
"Brother please be calm we will not harm your harem they are your personal property now as our gift to you". Said Augusta.
"People cannot be Property! It's amoral". Said Franklin.
This gained a strange look from Augusta. 'damn they really did mess you up inside'. Thought Augusta.
"Look Franklin I know what will soothe you, your cold, exhausted and probably hungry we'll stop for the night and we'll have something to eat we'll bring in your new slaves to sit with you by the fire it will be fun". Said Augusta as if he was talking to an three year old child.
"Augusta I am going to drop some much needed Franklin wisdom upon your ass. I am fourteen years old not a toddler forget that fact again and my boot is going so far up your ceramite clad ass the water on my knee will clench your thirst". Said Franklin with a straight face.
"Oh... I'm sorry brother I didn't mean any disrespect, sigh... look all we want is to have you back in our lives is that so much to ask for". Said Augusta.
Franklin now feeling kinda like a dick at this point. "Look Gus I get where your coming from but when you arrived you lot just starting killing up the place. But honestly bro I don't even think that me going back is a good idea I'm just too different". Said Franklin trying to convince the massive night lord that it was in his best interests to let them go.
"How so brother". Was Augusta's response obviously not convinced.
"Well I'm not into female domination and torture like the rest of you". Said Franklin only to hear a cricket chirping while the night lords had unbelievable looks on their faces although you couldn't see them because of their helmets.
"What?". Said Franklin confused at their reactions.
"Oh... uh nothing it's nothing look there's a cave up ahead we can stop to rest there". Said Augusta as he took the group into the cave filled with hajersnips before gunfire erupted.
The night lords were using their chain weapons to saw up wood for a fire and building a camp within the cave. While the ones were collecting wood for the fire others were gathering meat from the dead hajersnips.
The nuns thought the night lords crazy if they thought they could light a fire with the water logged wood they brought in from outside. But a Night lord with a melta gun proved them wrong. By the throne that was hot.
With the fire blazing merrily now Franklin and the other two boys were now brought into the cave. The other two boys were gagged and bound like the nuns but Franklin was free to move around unrestrained being treated like the long lost brother he was.
The other boys were put to one side while Franklin was sat down right in the midst of the nuns and was told to do anything he liked to them. They looked at him with pleading eyes begging Franklin to do the right thing. Franklin reached for his knife and just untied them.
"Don't do anything don't provoke them or attempt to escape we are no match for them for now we wait eat and grow stronger". Franklin whispered to the nuns before going over to the other boys and freeing their bonds.
"None of them have eaten for several hours please feed them". Asked Franklin.
"Which ones the boys or the nuns". Asked Augusta.
"All of them". Said Franklin as he sat down by the fire.
"Franklin we came across an unusual warrior during that grand chase of ours. It seemed dead but alive what was that about". Asked Augusta trying to make conversation.
"Why the fuck not okay pansies listen up Big daddy Franklin is about to drop some kick ass wisdom upon your asses". Said Franklin getting the entire camp's attention.
"If you weren't aware Argus was engulfed by a huge war against a particularly vicious and brutal Ork warboss by the name of Brainblast Bumkrumpa. He was a weirdboy warboss and was unpredictable even by Ork standards but he was buttfucking crazy as well.
There were times where he was a strategical genius and other times where I've seen more intelligence from a squig. He was brutal, vicious, cunning and cruel it was a long and bloody war many died. Half way through the battle of Gravana valley the Imperial guard and the PDF forces sustained severe casualties and were running out of soldiers to send off to battle. That's when they began drafting every man, woman, and child who could hold a las-gun. This is how I joined the guard as a whiteshield. But even as time went the orks were pushing through the front lines and getting to close to home". Said Franklin staring into the fire.
"That's when Inquisitor Jiren Thraxx was brought onto the scene he had been working on a new weapon. He took the bodies of dead soldiers patched them up with a cybernetic exoskeleton and revived them some how most likely through the use of Xenos technology. He presented his work and was given the order for a live fire combat test but it failed miserably. The 'soldiers' couldn't tell friend from foe and they wiped out the guard in the area and most of the Inquisitor's retinue. The project was deemed a failure and when the methods of how Thraxx made the dead soldiers were discovered he was banished from the imperium or so the rumour goes. Those soldiers were for us Thraxx is a hardcore purist the worst of the worst with hundreds of thousands of bodies on his hands if you see him don't try to fight him he is insane and violently unpredictable with powerful weapons at his disposal it would be best to just avoid him". Said Franklin.
"wow Franklin I didn't know. Look here eat this you'll feel better". Said Augusta handing Franklin a cooked slab of Hajersnip meat.
Franklin took the meat and began eating it while an escape plan was in the works in the deepest reaches of his mind. he would need to be ready soon or the night lords would take them all away to a very bad place.