Sup guys? Lighting Wolf here, back with another story, this one about Warhammer. Enjoy the 2100-word chapter. I do not own Warhammer, Gameshop does.
Nakht was silent as he sighed to think of what was growing in his mind. He paused to think as he sighed to try and relax for now.
Then again? Fate appeared to have different plans for them, for all the Thousand Sons… They were all too good at the job of relaxing, of dealing with war.
They were soldiers still on top of scholars and thinkers, he raised his weapon as he appeared to think of what was growing on his mind. The Thousand Sons looked around them.
One minute, the first legion… The Dark Angels, were descending upon Prospero, the next? They were floating in the void… It was odd, and it would not be dealt with for now as he cracked it for now.
He stayed before he looked to deal with for now… He had a lot more to try and figure it out now.
He was all too eager to try and figure it all… He had a lot more to try and figure it out.
He had a lot more left to deal with. Nakht was silent as he paused to try and think of it all now.
"Report," Nakht asked one of the servants who manned the controls to the defenses.
"There is nothing, my liege… Nothing but stars and dust now…" Nakht seemed to be dealt with for now.
Nakht sighed and turned and then thought of it all as he cracked his fingers and then thought of what the Thousand Sons were dealing with for now.
He had a lot of different ideas as to what he was all too done for now… It was a lot more to try and think of it.
"Find the Primarch…. And tell him of what is going on…" Nakht ordered one of his brothers.
He had a lot more to try and figure it out now and he had something else to understand.
The soldiers of the Thousand Sons were thrown off at the end of it all now.
Mystery, madness, traitors… All of it swirled into Nakht's mind. He was tired, thrown off… Now? Now he had further things to do, ideas he had yet to surpass.
Something about it all had been too much, a lot of things that neither could or should claim.
"Where is the Primarch? He should have been leading our defenses…" Nakht stated, tired, and annoyed now with every single idea running through his skull.
As a soldier? Nakht knew better than to question the will of Magnus… But he did wish to know his orders, Magnus commanded the Thousand Sons, he was their ruler and leader so it seemed only right he be here leading their soldiers to victory.
Lest… Let it all crash and come down to it as he sighed to himself before he thought of himself.
He had a lot more to deal with for now… He was too distracted for now as he paused to try and figure it out for now.
He had a lot more to deal with for now as he sighed to himself. Still? The Thousand Son soldier turned to the others of his group.
"Keep watch… Form a line around the planet… Keep me informed. If not? Inform the Primarch." Nakht ordered as he sighed.
Being the commander of the Sorcerers of Sigal was taxing… Commanding dozens of Magnus's warriors vexed the young Astartes.
Why would Magnus decide not to lead them? He was Primarch, he was the master, the ruler of the Thousand Sons, and yet? it appeared only the warbands within the army did something.
"Shall we prepare the flotilla for departure? We were still supposed to liberate the library from traitor guardsmen." One of the Thousand Sons questioned.
Nakht dismissed them with a wave of his bladed staff. The weapon pulsed with energy as it would around any psyker.
"Yes… But tell Lord Magnus first. We are still his sons, we are still Thousand Sons, and as warriors of Magnus? We will act according to his will." Nakht ordered as he sighed.
He was tired of dealing with their chapter not doing anything. The other legions held such territory and found according to what they believed in… But all of this? It did nothing to undo the chaos within them. It did nothing to make them feel better.
Now as warriors? They were asked to do things they would not have dealt with anytime soon.
He is tired of these back-and-forth games. If Magnus did not wish to act? His officers would.
"So, you play your games again while the Thousand Sons are divided now." He heard as he snorted.
"Lord Ahriman… No, I do not…. I am concerned that Lord Magnus has abandoned us to slaughter." Nakht stated, turning towards the man.
The two Thousand Sons regarded themselves. Nakht knew Ahriman, the second hand of Magnus and the second in command of the Thousand Sons.
Both were loyal, both were soldiers to their causes… Nakht did not pretend to know what Ahriman thought, only that as a soldier. He was to be asked something new when it came to it.
"He has… Dealings with the emperor that are bothering him. He does not wish for his children to divide themselves when he needs them." Ahriman stated as Nakht hummed.
"Is that the truth?" Nakht stated, his eyes glowing behind his armored helm. "Knowledge is many things… Including power." Nakht stated, tapping his staff on the ground.
Both officers regarded themselves. Nakht knew Ahriman commanded far more warriors and resources than him, himself second only to Magnus.
However? Ahriman knew Nakht, the warrior always had a plan or scheme, an idea to conquer or control… But he was loyal to Magnus and all other Thousand Sons and all people within their thrall.
Still? Both officers did not wish to push the other… It could end badly if something else went out of hand now.
He had a lot more to deal with it for now… He had a lot more to try and think of it all.
Nakht was silent, too thrown off now, and cracked his fingers… A soldier within him had a lot more to deal with it for now.
"Nakht? We have plenty of business to deal with…. And you will need to decide where your loyalty lies." Nakht heard as he sighed, turned to leave, and slowly started to deal with it for now.
He had a lot more left on his mind and as a soldier? He knew plenty of what to deal with for now.
Nakht turned and left, tapping his blue and gold. He had a lot more to deal with for now. This much level of training was beyond him.
He was tired now; an idea had been much to deal with for now… Something about it all was tiring Nakht.
Nakht slowly walked through the barren and lifeless world. He watched the civilians slowly look over at the Thousand Sons, the most elite warriors on the planet and ruler on this planet.
Nakht approached what was close to 50 or so Astartes, all clad in the signature gold and blue armor, all clasping weapons in their hands and making rituals for good luck on their mission.
"Lord Nakht." One of them stated before the Thousand Sons captain waved the soldier off.
"Not at this moment… We have work to deal with. Is everything prepared for the next mission? We do not have time to dawdle." Nakht stated, looking at them all now and frowning under his armor.
He knew exactly what the next move was to be…. As soldiers and as warriors when it was all said and done… They had no time for these sorts of problems.
He had a lot more to deal with for now and it was getting more and more vexing.
He sighed to himself and then relaxed for now… He had a lot more now and for a good reason.
The quartet of Thunderhawk gunships greeted them like silent chariots to ferry them to the next life. He ran his hand over the hull and he was not at all pleased to deal with something else… As a warrior? He would not have relaxed for now, not at the time being… An idea like this was more chaotic than before.
He turned to the others, silent and unable to do much more than push them toward where they had to go for now. He had a lot more on his mind.
Still? Even this was too much, it would always be too much now and too much more than it had left to be now… As a soldier? He had a lot more to deal with now at the time.
He had a lot more to deal with… Something about it all had been annoying him more than he thought of it all when it came down to it.
Something about it all was curious and relaxing now and for a good message now when it came down to it… An idea like this was more chaotic than they had been allowed now.
They had a lot more to deal with for now… He had a lot more to deal with than now.
Nakht was silent, he would continue to remain so. Now? Now there was something else to deal with, for now, the idea of such a thing was all too much.
Nakht looked upwards and into the sky. The nebulas of the sky would now continue to deal with… An idea like this was all too much to understand.
Still? Nakht was eager to get the damn job done. Magnus would save them; he simply had to play his damn part and carry out his schemes for now. He cracked a smile and then turned to the side, thrown off by it.
He had a lot more left to deal with for now and as a Thousandth Son? It was his job to deal with for now.
"Do you think the Chapter Master is correct?" Nakht heard as he paused to look to the side.
"I do not know but I do know he is correct. We have damn plans to carry out… Right now? We work and make sure the Thousand Sons still have knowledge left to deal with." He stated before he sighed.
He would not let this end anytime soon, the hurdles for them to go through were all too much for now and it had been too thrown off.
"We do what we have let it come off now." He sighed to himself before he shook his head and then looked upwards.
He was silent, too silent at the time being as the two blue Astartes thought of it all for now, he had a lot more to deal with for now.
They had a lot more to distract him for now and he had been too much for now.
"We are going to deal with much more than before… Prepare for departure, we need to be back within 4 Terran days. Our brothers are ready?" Nakht questioned, tapping his staff on the ground.
"Correct." Nakht heard as he paused to think of what was going on now.
Now? There was silence, a question of pain and suffering coming their way. All of it would require more and more chaos to deal with.
Nakht was silent as he shook his head. They had such chaos left to deal with… Now and for a good reason, it had been done… So much was to come.
"You think it is unwise to abandon the Primarch when he and the others are busy when it came down." Nakht heard as he sighed to himself before he sighed.
He was all too much for now and he had a lot more left to distract him for now, something which would be more than it would have been done now.
Now he had little left to deal with… Now and for a good reason.
Now at the end of it all? He was distracted by it all as he paused to think of it all.
He was tired, too tired… And the knowledge he could only hope to find awaited him.
"Come… We shall bring the knowledge back… And then work out what Magnus is dealing with for now." Nakht stated before he sighed to himself as he hummed.
He had a lot more to deal with.
Author Notes
Phew. Another chapter is done! A few things!
The Thousand Sons have not yet fallen to chaos and will be attempting to stay loyal the entire story.
Nakht and the others retain the Egyptian blue look after falling to chaos, I want them to look distinct.
Magnus will be appearing soon.
The next chapter will be in 2-10 months and will show more of Nakht's mission and set up the crossover. Until the 900-6500 word chapter, Lighting Wolf is out!