The First Crusade

by The Clap

Taking place in the far future, the First Crusade is about when the Emporer first leads his space marines into the void to re-unite all of humanity. This book will focus on the second legion, and is kinda inspired by the Black Libary books, the Horus Hersey. Updating whenever so check back occasinally.

3. The Final Test

"Steven," the Emporer began, "do you know where you pulled that energy from?"

"Inside me, I don't know," replied Steven.

"Has anything strange happened around you?"

"Well, this one time I fell asleep ass-naked outside during a blizzard and I didn't even feel cold at all."

"What about yesterday when you walked by Gleb's grave and he popped out of the ground and was still rotting so you had to bash his head in repeatedly with a rock?" Tom butted in.

"That too."

"Well Steven, that's because you're what is known as a 'psyker'. They draw power from the Warp and turn it to so many things," explained the Emporer.

"Whoa, are you saying he has the taint of Zentch? If he did he would have been drowned at birth."

"No, not at all. He can use his abilities for evil, if he can't control them, but with the right training, he can learn to control them, and use them for good."

"So, I can still live, then?"

"Yes, yes you can."

"Good."

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It had been weeks since the trials began, and everyone who had started remained. This was totally unexpected for the Emporer, who was certain at least some would die of exhaustion.

They're a tougher breed here, I guess, he thought.

"Brave warriors, I have one final test for all of you," said the Emporer.

"We're gonna die now!" Vladimir said, over and over.

"Remember last month when I told you about a near magical invention called air? You don't seem to have tried it yet. You should! It actually is healthy for you!" Steven told him. Vladimir shot him an evil "I'll kill you" kind of look, as everyone else chuckled.

"Ahem, now about the test. It's simple, really. All you have to do is go into the woods, find a bear, kill it with your bear hands, and bring it back, all within a month. You will be given nothing but the clothes on your backs to complete this task."

"Oh, is THAT all?" asked Tom.

"Yes."

"Well, we're stronger, faster, and tougher then when we came here," said Boris, "We should be fine."

"Let's kill some bears!" shouted Tom, sending cheers throughout the crowd, with the exclusion of Vladimir, still muttering "we're gonna die".