And here is chapter 3 ! I want to send my thanks to ImperialGuard202, Imperial Zealot and Imperial Warlord for their comments. You guys have encouraged me very much. And by the way, enjoy chapter 3 :)

-Vierin, Segmentum Solar, 15 years ago-

Glen Marko cowered against the wall. He was separated from his parents when they were making their way toward the spaceport. His parents had promised that they would return for him, but he highly doubted that they could. The heretic horde were everywhere, and Glen, despite being a kid, knew the outcomes of this. First, if the situation on the ground was beyond saving, but the Imperium still had starships in orbit, they would perform Exterminatus. And the second possibility...was the world would be turned into a living hell, under the iron fist of a some traitors, and he soon would joined the slaves. It was even worse than the first, and he rather die than face that.

A large noise cut off his thought. It came from the living room. But when he got there, he wished that he hadn't. In the middle of the room, among a pile of brokem glass were two cultists. They wore the gas masks workers usually wore, their eyes were glowing red, and the most terrifying of all that was blood dripping of their weapons...

"BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD !". They roared, and then charged at him. Glen was paralyzed with fear: they would kill him, and it would certainly happen soon...But one of them suddenly stopped, blood pouring from his mouth: a blade had pierced his chest. The body fell to the ground, the other cultist turned back, a confused look on his face; he quickly suffered the same fate as the sword sliced him in two. Standing over the corpses was a warrior dressed in a long robe covered with strange runes. Because of the slightly curve of the breast, Glen guessed the warrior was a woman. She advanced toward him, and slowly unmasked herself in the process. He was stunned by her angelic features; she wasn't a human. No human he had met had such a beautiful face, and definitely not pointed ears. She put her hand on his cheek, and he realized that it was burning hot. He probably looked so funny because she was chuckling to herself. He felt peaceful; the first time in three months.. Glen wished this moment would last forever...

"Wrooooom"

The sound of a Valkyrie flying overhead made him warrior sighed. It seemed that she had to go. So sad. He wished she could be here with him. Glen let out a deep breath, and closed his eyes. That left him defenceless for what happened next.

The feeling of her lips on his cheek made him jerk. But it wasn't long before she drew back, moving just inch away. The warrior said in the softest, meekest of voice, a sentence that he would forever remember.

" We will meet again."

Glen suddenly woke up. It took his eyes a few seconds to familiarised themselves with the bright sunlight. That dream...it was exactly liked what happened in the past. He didn't remember the face of the female warrior that saved him, but it didn't matter . The most important thing now was his location. It seemed that he didn't on that terrible planet anymore. Solaris was covered in massive manufactorum, mile-spanning industrial wasteland, but in here the only thing he could see was lusty green plain. Oh and blue sky, too. His horse was nearby, grazing. It was paradise. He could have lay down and sleep if it hadn't been for the thing he had learned in the Guard: the most beautiful could turned into the most dangerous. Before he got here, he had been sucked into the Warp... That thought sent a chill down his spine. He sprang up, hell carbine and saber at the ready. If there was any unclean hellspawn around, he would eagerly put a las bolt through its skull. But he soon calmed down after seeing the things around him. The Warp certainly did not have solid ground or refreshing breeze like this . Glen examined the weapons: the husks were from the mini tanks those traitors used, while the lascannon was from the Guard and still in serviceable condition. They must have been dragged into the rift along with him. Another thing got his attention: a clever sword that plunged deep within a rock. Glen tried to pull it out, but to no avail...

"Give it up. There's no point trying"

Glen turned back to see an Eldar approaching him. With a wave of her hand, the sword flew backward, returned to its sheath. While others would no doubt be enchanted by the way she move, he was totally normal, given that wasn't the first time he encountered them. His horse hissed, uncomfortable with her presence. He raised his weapon, pointing it at the Eldar. Just in case

"It seem that your horse doesn't like me" She said with a smile.

"Stand back, xeno." Glen shouted "Or I will..."

"Shoot me ?" The Eldar replied in a tone that was like she was mocking him "Like you can do me any harm."

"Point taken." Glen sighed, but only slightly lowering his weapon. She must have seen how he "fight" on that accursed world "Then, who are you ?"

"I'm Illiara, Warlock of Craftworld Caur-Anaris. And I want to thank you. If it hadn't been for your heroic action, I would not have stood here".

Oh that Eldar. Now he remembered "You are welcome. But do you know where we are ? We aren't in the Warp, right ?"

Illiara laughed:" No, if we were in the Warp, we would not survive for one minute. And we are not on the well known part of the galaxy either. The Warp is weak here...we are probably in the Veiled Region or Halo Zone. But it is just my guess. We should ask the local. Sure they will certainly know more about this place than we do."

"Yeahhhhh right. But where can we find them ? I've been on this planet for several hours and no one has shown up." Glen replied " And how can I trust that you mean no harm ?"

"You really need to learn how to observe." The Warlock rolled her eyes." I saw smoke rising from the east three hours ago, if we get here, we can find not only information about this world but also shelter. I have learned that human hate sleeping outside". She chuckled, and continued" If I want to kill you, I would have done it while you were unconcious." She looked up the sky "And if we use your horse, we can get there before sunset."

"There is only one horse."

"So I will sit behind you. I know that you are very proud to have a beautiful girl like me behind you back when you are riding." Glen face turned into deep red. How did she know ? "This is the smallest thing I can do to repay you. Oh and just remember do not do anything stupid or you will find out that you only got one hand." She said and smiled again.

This will be a long trip...

After several hours they finally made it to the town. It was small, and damaged, and looked like some towns in a feudal world Glen had visited earlier. It seemed that it had been under attack. He cautiously moved the horse toward the town, prepared to face any hostile action. Behind him Illiara carefully surveyed the surrounding, she too was nervous. Quiet, too quiet...

A hail of arrows suddenly flew toward him. Illiara quickly leaped out of horseback to dodge it. Glen wasn't as fast as her, but his armour was better. All of the arrows simply bounced off it. His horse was ok, too, its skin was too thick for the arrows to penetrated. Following the arrow hail were dozens of soldiers armed with primitive spears. They surrounded them in a circle and slowly closed the distance.

One man stepped out. He was probably the leaderbecause he was the only one to wear armor. He stand in front of the circle, a cruel look on his face "How does it feel, huh ? How does it feel when you are trapped, and have no way out ? Now you will pay for what you have done. Die demons !"

"What do we do now ?" Glen whispered "You and I will have no trouble dispatching this guys, but I don't want to hurt them."

"Leave them to me." Illiara said. She raised one hand, lightning started crackling in the air around them; a massive roar, and a montrous version of the Warlock appeared from thin air. The soldiers screamed in terror and tried to escaped, but they was simply too slow, the leader was captured by the Executioner. He struggled in its unbreakable grip, to no avail.

Illiara signaled the Executioner to drop the man. She moved forward, stopped before the man's face " Tell me, why did you call me demon ? if you don't, I cannot let you live, because that sentence is pretty impolite to describe a lady like me."

"Yes,yes ! I will tell. But you must promises not to harm these people !"

"You have my word."

"Ok..um, where should I start ? Oh right. Three years ago, a group of men descended from the sky in large flying ship with dragon-like wings. They looked like you, except that they wore black, spiky outfits and flags on their back with a pierced heart on them. They raided out settlement, captured men, women, children and forced them to get in their ships. We never heard of those being captured again. We tried to ambush them, but always failed."

Illiara fell silent. That was the last thing she expected to hear. The Executioner slowly dissolved.

Glen interrupted:" Illiara, What's wrong ? Who are those raiders ?"

"Isn't...isn't that clear ?" She stuttered. He had never seen an Eldar being so frightened before."But who are they ?"

" The Dark Eldar" she whispered "Kabal of the Black Heart".