"Chain him hear." One of the Dark Eldar warriors yelled out to the others dragging Corva towards the Raider craft. Corva looked up to see the pointed bow of the hovercraft. Its sleek shape was only broken up by protruding blades and hanging corpses of freshly mutilated guardsmen. The craft was a pale white and like the armor of the dark eldar around him, it gave off an eerie green glow. As the warriors hoisted him onto the vessel Corva saw several captured guardsmen and local civilians aboard. As the dark eldar went to chain him with the rest a familiar voice spoke.
"Wait, not there." Corva looked to see the female Dark Eldar that mutilated his squad and captured him. "Chain him to my throne." She pointed towards a large black marble throne that sat before the command counsel. As they dragged me there one of the guardsmen on the floor lashed out at one of the warriors, but he fell short and ell face first on the grated floor. Before he could stand back up the warrior was already upon him stomping on his head and pressing it into the grate. When the dark eldar finally let up the guardsmen slowly rose up clasping his face. Blood was pouring from his face and it was hard to make out how bad it was. He slowly crawled back to the group of slaves while being taunted by the vile xeno.
Suddenly a strange looking dark eldar approached the woman on the throne. His helmet was different from the rest. It was black and dawned two horns while still giving off the same eerie glow as the rest. He placed the immense black blade he carried carefully upon the ground before her and then kneeled. "My lady, Archon Doaen-Shaa." He bowed his head to the ground while both hands remained placed upon the blade.
"Raise your head Incubi, there is no need for you to treat me as such." She said waving her hand towards him. "The raid is no place for formalities." The Incubi arose from his position and slung his blade over one shoulder with ease. His armor moving almost as if it was part of him. He turned towards the city and looked upon the great spire in the center. Corva followed his gaze towards the spire to see a large flash of purple light. Emerging from what appeared to be a massive cloud of energy an imperial cruiser. "The monkeys have arrived." He said with a joyful tone. "More meat for my Klaive." As he placed his second hand upon the blade of his mighty weapon stroking it as if it was a pet.
"No Gauntla." Doaen said coldly. "We have completed our raid and have plenty of fresh souls to take back. The monkeys have arrived too late." She smiled with these words as she crossed her legs over one another. As the to xeno's spoke to one another Corva attempted to remove his shackles and run when he felt a sharp pain run across his back. One of the warriors had noticed and sliced across Corva's back with a dagger. Corva yelped in pain as he reached for his back, as he did the warrior grabbed his forehead and placed the dagger upon his throat.
"Try it again and you will wish I..." the warrior could not finish his sentence before a swift kick was delivered to his head. Gauntla was standing over Corva looking upon the warrior who fell off the raider from Guantla's strong kick. "Know your place worm." He spoke with great displeasure in his voice. "That belongs to our Archon. Next time you forget that I wi…." As he spoke Doaen stood and looked down at the warrior silencing Gauntla.
She stepped down from the raider towards the fallen dark eldar who had stood up and bowed his head to her. "I'm sorry my lady I did not mean." Doaen raised her index finger to her lips and walked closer to the warrior. She embraced him and whispered to his ear. "it is not your fault young one, it is mine. I have not distilled enough discipline in you." She said letting him go and walking away. The warrior lowered his head and sighed in relief. Suddenly the sound of rattling chains filled the air. Doaen had in her hand a large hook attached to the back of the raider and with a swift motion dug it into the warrior's thigh. He screamed out in pain as he fell to the ground grabbing at the hook. Doaen stepped upon his chest and lowered her ace to his. "That is why you shall teach your brothers and sisters how.
Doaen mounted the raider once again and as Corva looks abound to the other warriors, instead of fear or distain in their faces from the sight of the injured comrade they smiled and cheered on as Doaen sat upon her throne once more placing her hand upon Corvas head. A feeling of dread creped over him as she spoke. "you see, this is the Dark Eldar." She chuckled upon these words and Corva smacked her hand away. Upon this act Guantla readied himself to strike but was waived away by his mistress. "how old are you boy?" Corva remained silent thinking o only killing her. She nodded towards Guantla who delivered a swift punch to Corvas left cheek. The spiked knuckles o his armor digging into Corva's ace. "Oh try not to ruin his face Guantla." Doaen said with a worried look that quickly turned back to a sadistic smile. "that's my favorite part." Guantla nodded back to her and the continued to unleash a volley of blows upon Corvas back. Each strike gouging into his body until Corva fell. Guantla reached down and grabbed Corva by the collar o his uniform. "one more time monkey or you join the warrior over there." She pointed to the warrior rom earlier who was still struggling to remove the hook in his leg. "how old are you?"
Corva muttered "I...Im...m sixteen." He somehow managed to fight through the pain in his cheek while he spoke and then spat the blood pooling his mouth upon the ground. When Gauntla Struck Corva it ripped a hole in his cheek. "please don't hurt me anymore." Corva whimpered. Guantla released him letting Corva fall to the floor. Corva curled up into a ball as tears ran down his face. Doane Smile grew even larger than before. She suddenly twisted in her throne and placed her feet upon Corva's back digging her heals into his wounds.
Corva screamed out in pain. "don't' hurt me he says." Doaen cackled as she pulled her feet off of him. "then who should I hurt instead." turning to the crowd of slaves. "well boy If not you then who." Corva raised his head and looked upon the frightened group. Corva's gaze ell upon a beautiful young girl who was huddled between two older people probably her parents. Doane seeing that someone else's beauty caught Corva's eye immediately stood and looked down at him. Smiling she said "good choice little one, I'm going to love cutting on her." Doane said gesturing to Guantla. Corva attempted to protest but a nearby warrior placed his boot upon Corvas back to hold him after Doane gestured to him.
Guantla pushed his way through the crowd towards her he had to be at least seven feet tall and easily dwarfed anyone there. He grabbed the Girl by her hair and began to drag her away when her father attacked him. Gauntla easily dodged and picked up the old man with one hand. Looking to his mistress Doane gave him thumbs down and a smirk. Using his blade he severed the man in half and handed the body o to some warriors. The man was still alive and attempting to push his organ back into his body. The warriors bound his hands with chain and hung him from the raiders bow. Guantla then drug the young girl to Doane who rose from her throne.
"it's almost a shame." Doane said as she stroked the young girls face. "I almost feel sorry for you little one, well almost." At that moment Doane scratched across the young girls face causing her to all to the ground screaming. She the signaled to the eager warriors around her who quickly drug the young girl below deck were her screams could be heard or all others. "Shall we go?" Doane said with satisfaction while watching the imperial shuttles descend to the city. "oh and did we finish in time." She looked towards Guantla. He nodded and handed Doane a strange device. She looked upon the city and upon the first shuttle touching down she squeezed her hand coating the city in flame. The last thing Corva remembered o his home was the mighty spire still standing strong among a city aflame as he was enveloped by the warp and entered the webway to Commaragh.
