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The assassin crept through the gloomy chambers of the Extreme Prejudice towards his destination.
Electronic and mechanical security devices should have kept him out but they yielded to the devices and in some cases the stolen codes in his possession. Finally the door to the Primarch's bedchamber opened smoothly (what sort of idiot coded his door to open to 1-2-3-4-5?) and the blackclad man moved through it without a whisper of noise.
Angron apparently did not use a nightlight but standby lights from the room's vox shed just enough light that preysight was not required and the assassin slid goggles from his eyes as he crept towards the bed.
It was a gigantic piece of furniture, larger than even someone the size of Angron required, heavy drapes screening it from the rest of the room. Rather than pulling them aside, the assassin dropped to the floor, crawled beneath then and then slid up the side of the bed, minimising the chances of a betraying noise from the curtain.
Long fingers pulled the blowpipe out of a section of harness, already loaded with a dart that had been tipped with lethal poisons sure to kill even one as mighty as a Primarch.
Bringing the blowpipe to his lips, the assassin aimed for the centre of the bed where a shadowy mass betrayed the location of the slumbering Angron. He was just about to exhale when -
FWOOSH!
Flames roared across the bed and into his face, causing him to scream as fire engulfed both assassin and curtains. In the brief instant before his eyes melted, he saw a mass of blonde hair and peering over the woman's shoulder, the irritated face of Senshi Mars. Angron wasn't even in the bed!
After what seemed like an eternity, the flames died and firm hands dragged him out of the tangle of drapes. "How dare you try to assassinate Princess Serenity!" hissed the angry voice of Ira.
"B-but... Angron's rooms?" the agonised assassin muttered, still in shock.
"Angron always lends me his room when I visit," stated the most famous voice in the Imperium, that of the Emperor's daughter, the Anima Serenity. Then a note of steel entered her voice: "You were here to hurt my little brother?"
The assassin wet himself.
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AN: Aaaand back to Bloody Mary's Lovehammer 'verse, and we learn you definitely do not want to attempt to harm Serenity's 'little brothers'.