20 - The confirmation

20 - The confirmation
Vex sprinted down the corridor, according to the Inquisitor the assault would be in less than two hours, only two frigging hours to get the base a more defensible place, there was no escape the attack was coming in all directions they were completely surrounded, Edrasian of course neglected to tell Vex and co the size of the army descending upon them the morale was low enough right now but also it was irrelevant they would need no more than two thousand and the team would be overwhelmed an army of that size wasn't hard to find.
Not saying that Vex was a heavy hitter, he was a cogitator nerd certainly not a one woman/man army such as Latashe, Ekitsa...Rodyille.
Vex almost spat at the thought of that name, liar, murderer, and traitor...Daemon.
"Uhh hello!" came the call that stopped Vex's train of thought and flight.
Vex had forgotten about him, ironic the effort and trouble they went through to take him captive.
Vex stepped through the door and into the wine cellar.
"Hello!" the hostage called again, the prisoner was held in the east side of the room, the wall of Wine bottles in their holing blocking his view of the door.
"Yeah, yeah I'm here" said Vex as he stepped behind the wall.
"Oh goodie!" said the man tied to the chair "now would you be so kind to explain why I'm tied up in this..."
The captive trailed off, seeing the annoyed look on Vex's face and grinned nervously thinking that Vex cared what he thought of the place "Hehe! in this beautiful architecture um yes white...nice"
Vex smiled goodie then he shook away his amusement.
"You work in the complex right?" asked Vex.
The captive's eyebrows rose "you mean Asintarte?" he asked.
"The what?" asked Vex "is that what you locals call it?"
"Ah! yes your obviously foreign" said the hostage "that's local tough"
"Obviously" agreed Vex "but we have a problem"
"And what problem is that?" asked the captive.
"Your people do not have a local "tough" you only speak Low and High Gothic" came a new voice and Edrasian stepped up next to the bewildered Vex "because this planetary civilization is only a thousand years old at best and therefore--"
Before Edrasian could continue his already long winded speech, the captive was free and hurtling down at Vex with inhuman speed.
He was no longer human, long claws sprouted from his fingers; his face mutated beyond recognition all purple bulges consumed it, his teeth long and sharp.
Vex had no time to scream as a loud bang reverberated the room and the thing's face exploded in a shower of blood and gore.
"Menace taken care of" said Edrasian to the scared as bleep Vex, lowering his smoking Bolt pistol "nice work"
"Th-his confirms everything" Vex managed in a gasp.
"It does for I too" admitted Edrasian calmly "you know Asintarte--"
Again Edrasian was interrupted as the thing got suddenly to it's feet and flew back at Vex howling a howl that confirmed it wasn't remotely human.
Edrasian's Bolter boomed, just as the thing's claws where half a millimeter from eviscerating Vex's face.
This time its entire upper torso disappeared in mist.
"Holy bleep" managed Vex.
"Yes bleep" agreed Edrasian, his tone echoing Vex's.
"Didn't see that coming" continued Vex "scared the bleep out of me"
Edrasian nodded "I have studied and seen countless creatures of the warp" he said "over eighty years of Inquisitorial duty has left me knowing more than any would ever want to know of the Archenemy of mankind, their tactics, well as much as there is to know without going insane, their intelligence but yet.."
"But yet?"
"That scared the crap out of I too"
With that Vex snorted in laughter.

21 - The new allies...well kinda
Ekitsa stood guard out the front door way her Chainsword in her hand and "the Las pistol" thing in it's Hip holster, human technology...pathetic.
She deeply missed her Shuriken pistol much more reliable than this mass produced crap...typical humans everything about weight of numbers.
She also missed her Powersword the one she wielded back when she was a Howling Banshee Exarch, the Chainsword she wielded now was from...
She drifted off in her thoughts it pained her to remember her past, her Craftworld...she was an Exile as simple as that, she had always held the Rangers in contempt, well that was not true, especially now.
The only reason why she'd joined this band was Rodyille, he held her in complete awe, she wasn't in love with his as Karman Kons, no Leonard Rodyille a mere human! The mightiest warrior she had ever seen far exceeding any Exarchs, any phoenix lords.
But now he was the eternal enemy; a follower of the Chaos gods, no worse a spawn of them.
Even more of an enemy than mankind.
But Ekitsa had to remember it wasn't Rodyille anymore, the man, the human she once would have followed into the Eye of Terror and back he was dead and gone, his soul consumed by the Daemon it has happened to the mightiest, especially now.
Ekitsa spun drawing the Las pistol covering the two large men, emerging from the forest, both were extremely quite for their size, both wearing Dark green Power armour.
Space Marines, realized Ekitsa.
"Who are you?" she demanded calmly.
"No one you need to know" came an electronically enhanced voice behind her and the barrel of a rifle pushed up against the back of her head.
How in the name of Khaine had he snuck up on me? thought Ekitsa as she involuntarily dropped her Las pistol and Chainsword.
The two Space Marines stepped into the clearing, now Ekitsa could see what weapons they wielded, one held a Heavy bolter and the other wielded a Powerhammer.
"Crap man" said the one with the Warhammer "we suck at stealth"
"Yeah, well tell me something I don't know" said the other.
"Yeah well you do" said the voice who held a gun to Ekitsa's skull "and it doesn't help when you wont shut up"
It was male Ekitsa knew that now, the voice echoed ominously.
Another materialized into the clearing, female wearing a full body, body glove that should a figure that rivaled any Eldar (Ekitsa included) and a mask that hid her entire head with a small bug eyes hiding her eyes, long red hair came out the back of the mask braided up into the air.
Ekitsa knew an Imperial assassin when she saw one.
The door swung open and out stepped Harak, he glanced around briefly and grinned.
"Come on guys is this really needed?" he asked.
"Just having fun" came the voice behind Ekitsa, the pressure of the rifle not letting.
"Yes" agreed the female assassin "showing Eldar scum how it's done is always fun"
The two Space Marines approached Harak.
"Ah Nate!" said the one with the Warhammer "I take Edrasian got our communication?"
"That he did" replied Harak, then his attention turned to the man with a gun to Ekitsa's skull.
"Hey man she may be Xenos but she's on our side" he said.
The gun immediately dropped.
But Ekitsa could hardly hold down her anger, Xenos a obscure term the humans used to generalize "aliens" for species such as Orks, Tau, and Necrons...Dark Elder.
And to be put on level with the dark cousins even by someone as low as Nathaniel Harak it angered her.
One day you will die Nathaniel Harak vowed Ekitsa and it will be the whir of my Chainsword the last thing you hear.

22 - hope shines through
Kons looked down into the entrance way as the door swung open and in stepped who she knew to be Edrasian's entourage there was four of them, two Assassins one of the Callidus sect of the Officio Assassinorium which were women who infiltrate using disguise to get close to their targets, the other Vindicare, who are male Assassins who wield a special Sniper rifle called an "Exitus" rifle he takes out his targets with long range, then the other two both Space Marines of the "Dark Angels" Astartes chapter.
All extreme heavy hitters, no denying that, though that maybe, they were all dead the army descending upon them was--.
"Ah!" came a voice behind Kons, interrupting her thoughts, she didn't have to be psychic to know it was Edrasian "why don't you go and say hi to my little war band?" he said.
"Why?" asked Kons darkly, keeping her back to the Inquisitor "there's no point of getting to know each other"
"Why you don't have to be so grim miss Kons" said Edrasian.
"Why?" she spat back with a side long, contemptuous look "without Leonard we're nothing, already the team's falling apart, Ekitsa's already contemplating murder, Nathaniel's searching to abandon us, Vex is scared, poor Wilkenson thinks' that everything's on his shoulders and it may as well be Latashe cares for no one but her self! And I'm...and I'm"
"And your what Karmen?" asked Edrasian.
'Lost' she realized, but didn't say it.
"Don't you find it strange?" she said instead.
"And what may that be?" asked Edrasian.
"Why we aren't all dead?" she said bluntly "why Rodyille...I mean the Daemon why hasn't it gone on the offensive?"
"Ah!" cried Edrasian "I was thinking the same thing; I really do not buy his chained story"
"Neither" agreed Kons.
"What is that you think miss Kons?"
She turned bodily to the Inquisitor, hope shone in her beautiful eyes.
"That Leon's still alive, that Rodyille is still in there fighting!" she said "preventing the Daemon to harness his true power"
Edrasian smiled "I thought that, it would be that" he said "and I have thought on that mamzel Kons and I really do doubt it, I really do and even if he was how would you break the Daemon's psychic shielding?"
Edrasian automatically regretted saying that for Kons' eyes turned dark and her attention fell to the floor.
"I-I don't know" she admitted.
"And even if you do free him" Edrasian hesitated "I will be forced to execute him...You know the drill, Inquisitorial duty"
"Cant I at least try?" asked Kons attention still to the floor, close to despair.
The Inquisitor stepped past her and started down the stairway.
"Yeah go on!" he said with a disinterested wave "but if you only succeed in frying that pretty little brain of yours do not come crying to me!"
Kons smiled and ran past the Inquisitor to the basement all the while ignoring the looks from the Vindicare Assassin and the two Space Marines.
Latashe stood guard.
"What are you doing?" asked the tall, Black/red haired woman contempt burned in her eyes, Latashe had never liked Kons, never, and she never liked anyone.
Latashe was a loner in so many ways and she didn't trust anyone ether even Rodyille, well now especially.
Latashe still held to the past bitterly, the supposed glory days when Rodyille and she were in the entourage of Inquisitor Torathe.
Many people would have been intimidated by Latashe but Kons never blinked.
"I'm taking over guard of Leon" answered Kons.
"He's not Leonard anymore" automatically said back Latashe, emotionless.
Kons couldn't help herself she just shoved Latashe against the door and pinned her there by her arms.
and despite everything Latashe didn't retaliate.
"How do you do it?" hissed Kons barely holding down her rage.
"Do what?" asked back Latashe not taken back even a little by this outburst.
"How can you just--just"
"Just what!?"
"Give up"
Latashe actually smiled, that was rarer than a supernova and she broke free of Kons' grip starting to walk way "why don't you read my mind and find out!" she called.
Kons would have just because of complete curiosity but she hadn't much time shaking away her confusion, she reached for the door.

23 - the power of conviction
There he was Leonard Rodyille, still chained to the wall his eyes still black and gold his teeth still long and sharp, but his face no longer swollen and bruised after the transformation that had simply disappeared.
Kons immediately drew her Las pistol and opened fire at the Daemon; again it just dissolved on the shield.
"What are you doing?" it asked, its deep voice casual, nonchalant as though it didn't even half care.
"I know he's there!" snapped back Kons with another Lasbolt.
"Hm! then you are nothing but a fool" said the Daemon.
She fired again.
"No!" she said back "no you are the fool thinking that you can trick us with your 'chained' story"
"Hm!" the Daemon smiled an amused smile "'us' is it miss Kons? then would you be so kind to explain why you are the only one here?"
Kons fired again.
"I don't have to explain myself or my team to you!" she snapped.
"Yes you are correct" said the Daemon "you do not have to explain yourself to me your nothing but dead scum why should I care"
With that Kons chucked away her Laspistol and ran to not a meter away from the Daemon.
"Leon!" she cried "Leon I know your in there, I know your still alive!"
"Wench! it's pointless!"
"Shut up!" she snapped so forcefully it did "Leon! fight! fight it! with all your strength! Fight! I know you can win!"
"Shut it wench!" cried the Daemon and Kons could hear the desperation and exertion in its voice.
"He's still in there?" asked Kons "isn't he?"
The Daemon didn't answer, it was struggling, Rodyille was in there and he was fighting and he was winning.
She leaned closer "come on Leon!" she shouted right in the Daemon's face "you can do it! fight! Fight!!"
The Daemon started to scream, it reverberated the room and the entire house.
Then light erupted from its body the light engulfed the entire building temporarily blinding everyone and hurtling Kons against the south wall.
Kons got back to her feet, winded.
"Leon!" she called blindly "Leon!"
"I'm here!" came a voice, Leon's voice "I'm here Karmen"
Her vision cleared and she saw him, still chained to the wall but his eyes no longer black and gold his teeth no longer long and sharp.
She ran to him and embraced him.
"Leon! oh by the Emperor I have missed you!" she said pulling back from the hug and she searched his eyes, they where his hazel and green like always.
He smiled and she smiled back and she reached to the chains.
"No!" his cry stopped her "don't!
"What? Why?"
"Karmen I didn't kill the Daemon it's still alive and" he grimaced in exertion "it will be back soon it's to strong! but Karmen the shield is down you need to!--"
"No!" interrupted Kons shaking her head as she realized what he was proposing "No!!"
"Please Karmen!" he pleaded "please you have to kill me! before the Daemon takes over! please!"
"No I won't Leon!" exclaimed Kons "I-I can't!"
"You can and you will Karmen!" snapped Rodyille; he was getting desperate "NOW DO IT!!"
"No!" she shouted "NO!!"
Rodyille smiled leaning back on the wall seemingly giving up.
"Okay then Karmen" he said "then what will you do?"
She thought on that, and then it hit her.

"This!" was all that she said as she kissed him on the lips and dived into his mind and into oblivion