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lliu wrote:
Nice. When you said the chapter was hard to write I thought you meant someone important had died. Haha


It was more of the case it was hard to keep a straight face especially when I wrote the part when Adelram asked Jedrick how he wanted his heart cooked. I found after reading emperor children novels they are... somewhat dark and humorous at the same time I tried to capture that in the chapter. Cooking eldar like it's completely normal one mate thought about becoming a vegetarian after I told him about the chapter, one laughed and another said it's technically not cannibalism since it's aliens.

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Haha I see. It did capture the causality of the meal though. Nice job!

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Haha I see. It did capture the causality of the meal though. Nice job!


Thanks I am quite excited to write the next few chapters.
   
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Chapter 16

Asriel walked with Adelram through the halls of the temple he walked with the acolytes behind Adelram. Eventually everyone stopped in their tracks he heard Adelram grunting in pain he heard him falling to his knees. There was a shrill panic from the acolytes they surrounded him.

Agoston bent down he said "My lord! Are you wounded? Are you alright?" Asriel could see Adelram had a hand placed on his left shoulder pad. He heard grunts and the gritting of teeth. Yet looking at him Asriel felt he was absolutely fine. Asriel aired his thoughts "I think our Lord is fine give him time." Agoston shrieked "You dare!"

Adelram then stood up panting "As Asriel said I am fine." he said firmly. All the Acolytes moved back into their position behind him their worry still clear on their faces. They kept walking for a few moments eventually reaching his chambers. Adelram then gestured for the Acolytes to leave Asriel was about to turn around until Adelram said "Asriel stay for a moment. Come with me." Asriel flicked around again as Adelram entered his chambers, Asriel followed.

There was a soft light within the room and Adelram pulled a smaller chair in front of the larger one. Adelram gestured for Asriel to sit, Asriel sat down on the smaller chair. Adelram stood and began unbinding the armour on his left arm. From the shoulder pad eventually to his whole arm it took quite some time for Adelram to remove the armour. When he removed the final piece he finally sat down.

Adelram looked at Asriel "I want you to look at something Asriel, come over." Asriel got up and walked over Adelram looked directly at him "I want you to tell me what you see on my left shoulder." Asriel then walked over to his left side and looked at his shoulder Asriel saw a black finely tattooed rune on his left shoulder. Adelram said "What do you see? What is it?" Asriel responded "My lord I think you know what it is." Asriel could hear Adelram gritting his teeth "I want you to tell me out loud what it is." Asriel looked to the rune again "It's the rune of the slaanesh my lord. You are marked."

Asriel heard Adelram give a soft chuckle "So my damnation is utterly complete now." Adelram gestured for Asriel to sit back down again. Asriel looked at Adelram "You sound happy." Adelram looked down slightly "It's more the irony and me wondering what my master and Captain would think. My master would be angry, but my captain? If he was still here? Would be over the moon. I also wonder what "he" would of said... of course I would never know since he has not once noticed my existence." Adelram gave another soft laugh.

Adelram removed his helmet slowly and dropped it next to his chair he looked at Asriel expectantly a minute of silence passed. Adelram said "Not even a reaction? No words? No gasps?" Asriel was confused this was clear on his face "React to what?" Adelram looked at him in stunned silence he laughed hard it filled the room. Adelram finally stopped and he looked at Asriel "You are so strange.. I wonder if it's the neverborn in your head doing this. Still this brings back memories of.. her."

Asriel raised his eyebrow "Her?" Adelram sat back "Don't worry about it she is long dead now." Asriel scratched the back of his head "My lo- I mean Adelram." Asriel noted Adelram smiled silently when he just said his names he continued "I don't see anything wrong with your face I don't see the problem. Now my question why was Amethyst there?" Adelram relaxed in the chair and rested his head on his hand to Asriel he looked like he was somewhat lost in thought.

Adelram finally spoke after a minute "You notice the changes on the ship and the people on it?" Asriel nodded "Yes I have." Adelram sighed "Of course not all were happy with it some could not get with the program and were killed others resisted in other ways." Asriel responded "In what ways?" Asriel black eyes burrowed into him, Adelram said "Well in the case of Amethyst she shut herself in her room not seeing anyone. Only when I call her does she ever leave. Even then in my presence it's clear as day she wants to be far away from me. Since she is reliable and one of my favored I did not want to kill her."

Asriel began thinking "So you put her in a position to accept the "changes"." Adelram sat straight in the chair "Exactly of course you helped in that considering the events of the dark eldar camp. I wanted to wear her down until finally she embraced it and looking at tonight's dinner she finally did. Of course to prevent anything unforeseen happening I had you watch after her." Asriel nodded in understanding.

Adelram smiled gently "Has that satisfied you?" Asriel nodded yet another question was cropping in his mind it related to Agoston's words from the ship. Asriel was not sure to give voice to them. Adelram leaned back in the chair "You have a question on your mind ask." Asriel looked at him he asked "Am I a pet to you?" Adelram blinked several times he stood up and walked forwards he knelt down in front of Asriel just looking at him.

Adelram said "Why do you think that?" Asriel scratched the back of his head "I don't know why I thought that." Adelram laughed "I bet it's Agoston assuming his self importance again. Let me put it in perspective for you. Can he call me by first name like this? Do I ever call him for private conversations like this? Do I ever rely on him for something important in your eyes? Does he know of my garden on the ship? I give all these things to you." Adelram then stood up and touched Asriel gently on the head "You are my valuable servant you are not my pet."
Asriel thought to himself how could he think such a thing? How could he let Agoston's words get to him? He felt more at home here with them. Being here reminds him of his childhood being with his parents. He wondered why did the imperium call them Heretics? Being here was far better than living on Athor living in the imperium working in the factory what life was that?. Asriel said "I am sorry I doubted Adelram." Adelram nodded and sat back down on his chair.

Asriel opened up his journal again on the page where he wrote the name of Belaris Fane. Yet he did not want to ask Adelram of the inquisitor "Adelram, what can you tell me of Isira?" Adelram raised his eyebrow in surprise "Why do you wish to know of her?" Asriel turned to an empty page and wrote Isira's name down "I think she is not what she appears to be. She is human yet..." Adelram smiled "You noticed it? Looking at her soul at times I notice subtle defenses. It would take a great amount of skill to do such a thing. Also any punishment done upon her does not cause her any pain."

Asriel noted this down, he looked up to Adelram again "Do you know how old she is? When did she join the host?" Adelram placed his hand on his chin "We found her about 40 years ago on a raid. With my old captain. Yet she still looks about the between 20-30 years of age I assume this is due to a "blessing". She used her "visions" to guide him to ascension, the problem was she would only speak of these visions to me. Which angered my captain to no end he inflicted any torment he could upon her and he had an active imagination. She embraced them with wanton abandon and every time he looked upon her she was smiling or had a mocking grin." Asriel tapped his pen on his cheek thinking "Did your old captain kill her at any point?"Adelram sat back in the chair "He did, of course she would be alive and well again the next day. He eventually relented and had me speak with her alone she guided us to the homeworld of a space marine successor chapter. We threw everyone and everything we had at breaking them. My captain "The starlight king." Offered up their lives to slaanesh and then he changed and vanished."

Asriel was thinking he noted this information down he looked up "Then you took over I assume?" Adelram nodded "I did of course soon as I did so she offered herself up to me gladly even. She looked excited and I dear say she had an "odd" look in her eye. I refused her considering my views back then and I did not trust her. Of course she threw several pouts and was clearly disappointed" Asriel placed his hand on his chin thinking he said "If she gave you that same choice again would you accept?" Adelram shrugged "Now? Maybe or maybe not, I don't trust her. She is good at what she does but it's clear she is hiding something. She is the kind of woman to latch onto anything that is "innocent" or "pure" and aims to corrupt or twist utterly."

Asriel squinted his eyes and thought of his mother as he said that, Asriel breathed a sigh "What if I told you she is possibly 300 years old? Or even older than that?" Adelram eyes went wide "Are you sure? How did you find that out?" Asriel scratched the back of his head "That time I talked with her... I kinda tasted her." Adelram raised his eyebrow "Tasted? yo-" Asriel waved his hands rapidly "No! I did nothing like that." Adelram was thinking for a moment he said "When we get back to the ship after the war I want to run a few tests. To know truly what your capabilities are."
Asriel raised his eyebrow "Tests?" Adelram smiled "I assure you it will be nothing harmful." Asriel sighed then another question spawned in his head "So why is she with Ivan?" Adelram placed his arm on the armrest of his chair he flexed his hand "Well when I rejected her she did her own thing and gathered a group of followers. Of course she was useful covertly so I allowed it to a point. Of course when I acquired Ivan she pledged herself to him and in turn that started the house of daemons."

Asriel noted all of this down and closed his journal and smiled. Adelram confused asked "So why do you want to know so much about her?" Asriel looked up at Adelram "I am planning to kill someone and she is going to help me. Yet I felt it would be a good idea to understand the person I will be working with. When I talked with her at times I felt like she was mocking me like I was a child." Adelram breathed out a sigh "I assume this will not conflict with my interests?" Asriel shook his head "I won't go out of my way to chase him the person I am aiming to kill." Asriel thought for a moment and revealed who he was looking to kill "The man I am looking for is the person who killed my mother the inquisitor who put Athor on watch."

Adelram sat back in the chair "I see.. you refer to Belaris Fane, he put Athor on watch as you said all we did was have the cults go to ground delay our plans and hit other targets. Of course when we finally decided to attack Athor it was too late." Adelram began thinking again for a moment "Since you did so well these past few days if I will hear anything I will let you know." Asriel face lit up "Thank you my lord I appreciate it!" Adelram up his hand "Worry not."

Asriel then began thinking again "Adelram, where is Isira by the way? I haven't seen her in awhile." Adelram gave a slight laugh "She is handling an errand for me." Asriel raised his eyebrow "An errand?" Adelram gave a coy smile "Yes indeed an errand don't worry about it." Adelram then folded his arms "Anyway you should go rest in your chambers it's been a long night. We still have a war to win." Asriel sat up from the chair and bowed "Alright I will see you tomorrow then." Asriel left the chambers.
Adelram smiled he murmured to himself "Now comes the interesting part.."

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Chapter 17

Belov sat by himself on the stairs of the church eating his rations from a bowl, he looked over to his fellow PDF soldiers taking food from Sira, she cooked fresh chicken soup with a host of vegetables and fresh bread. Belov felt some happiness for them so much conflict and they have not gotten one chance to at least eat a decent meal. He saw Maric walking over he sat down next to him he was eating some of the soup "Sergeant why don't you have some? It tastes great! It's got chicken bits and vegetables in there tasted nothing like it before."
Belov ate another mouthful of his rations "I will stick to my rations, I like my routine keeps me sharp and aware." Maric took another spoonful of soup "Really? I mean we might be deployed any second might as well have a good meal." Belov sighed "I appreciate what Sira is doing but this is just how I do things. Perhaps even the sisters think the same way they are sticking to their own food supply." Maric shrugged "Yet we are not sisters of battle."

Belov watched Sira pour another portion of soup into the bowl as Belov watched her she had a strange beauty about her, Maric could see Belov staring he gave a small laugh "You have no idea how many proposed to her since she has been here." Belov raised his eyebrow "Really? Perhaps they should be thinking of the coming conflict instead." Maric kept eating and then looked at Belov "You my friend are such a stick in the mud." Belov gave a small shrug "Perhaps being a stick in the mud will be the thing that keeps us alive Maric." Belov kept looking at Sira she turned to him and smiled she walked over with a bowl in her hands.

She sat down next to him "Sergeant don't you want any food?" Belov gave a slight cough "I am quite alright thank you I have said my prayers and had my daily rations." Belov noticed that Maric kept quiet he then smiled and walked away back to the rest of the soldiers. Sira gave a small frown "I see... I honestly thought of what I could do to help..." Belov scratched the back of his head he was not used to dealing with situations like this he looked at himself using the reflection of the spoon. He was fair skinned, brown short hair but in his eyes he was rather plain.

Belov sighed "I appreciate what you are doing Sira, it's just how I do things." Sira responded "You are like this all the time then?" Belov nodded "I have to be, I wish to join the guard at some point haven't been chosen yet but I prepare all the same. life with the guard and the wars fought by them would be a lot harder compared to this." Belov noticed Sira was smiling when he said that "Is something wrong?" sira spoke gently "So you found your suffering and path to pursue.." Belov raised his eyebrow "Suffering? Path?"

Sira nodded "The church I used to visit it was a small one but the priest there talked of how suffering is a form of trial or test of spirit to grow and perfect oneself. He always took care of me after my parents passed away. Yet.." Sira cast her head down, Belov did not know what to say she must of lost much due to this war Belov did not really recall his parents he was a orphan and then put into the military when he came of age.

Belov leaned forward "I am sorry.. still what did this priest say of this philosophy? I never heard of it before." Sira beamed slightly "He said that everyone suffers that is the one constant of our lives. Physically or mentally or even both. How we deal with these trials allows us to understand ourselves and grow closer.." Belov finished her sentence "With the emperor?" Sira nodded.

She smiled gently "I am sure Sergeant you don't like the rations but you endure it because you have an ideal you wish to achieve or a goal." Belov smiled he never thought of it that way before yet he understood the purpose of it he endures the rations and training just to reach the chance of becoming imperial guard. Sira said "I want to give you something." Belov surprised said "Oh?" Sira replied "Indeed the priest of the church gave me this charm perhaps it protected me long enough so that you could find me and the other civilians it might protect you." Sira then pulled something out of her shirt it was a necklace a small purple ball dangled from it. As Belov looked at it he was drawn to it. Sira then placed the necklace around his neck "May the emperor protect you." Belov gripped the small pendant he nodded "Thank you Miss Sira."
Sira then stood up she looked at Belov again smiling and in that moment Belov felt something was it love? Was it lust? He was not sure he shook his head "focus!" he muttered to himself. Sira spoke as Belov shook the thought away "Well if you don't want the food perhaps another soldier may want a second bowl." She walked back to the soldiers.

Maric then came over again smiling "So.. what happened?" Belov smiled and shrugged "It was nothing Maric." Maric furrowed his brows "You are missing a great opportunity." Belov gave a small laugh "Am I now? I have my own path Maric I can't let anything get in the way of that." Maric sighed "I think you might remain single forever."

Belov shrugged "If that's what it takes to get me to my desired goal." Belov stood up and stretched and placed the pendant around his neck "Anyway I am going to prepare my gear as you said we could be deployed any second."

As Belov said this out of the distance he saw a group of Black templars and sisters of battle walking towards the church. All the PDF cleared the way and saluted, Belov looked as they approached the church their armour scorched and gashed by fighting. As they got to the steps Belov stood aside and saluted the sisters of battle and the black templars took command since many of the higher ranking PDF were purged when the heretics landed.
They walked up the steps, Belov's heart was beating to fight and aid heroes of the imperium. Heroes that give everything to defend imperium. True soldiers of the emperor as Belov was thinking this a sister of batte leading stopped she looked at Belov her face bared scars and her black power armour adorned with a mix of red robing. Her power armour backpack also bore torches. Belov knew her to be canoness Valir.

She looked at Belov staring for what Belov felt like was an age until the Black templar finally asked what has her so distracted. Belov from what he understood the Black templars leader in front of him was Marshal Marthas. He looked like a knight from the tales and scriptures Belov has read in his down time. He carried a sword and shield, several purity seals flowed from his armour and white robes. The Marshal words had an edge of contempt there but also felt like he had a need to hurry "Why have we stopped Cannoness?" Cannoness Valir raised her head slightly "You are Sergeant Belov correct? Of the PDF?" Belov seized up and stepped forward he saluted again "Yes Canoness I am indeed Sergeant Belov."

Valir smiled it was almost gentle "I heard things about you. Good things especially from my sister Alice. You will be deployed to battle on the next march, you will also lead the PDF to battle. The heretics have been pushed back and this will be the final push to remove them from the emperor's sacred world." Belov was shocked he tried to keep his face as neutral "As you ordered Cannoness." Valir nodded "Good, from what I hear you are reliable, you hold scared to the emperor unlike many of your superior's who were put to the stake and burned."

Belov gave another salute, Valir afterwards kept walking up the steps into the church without another word. The Marshal looked at Belov for another second and followed suit.

Marthas walked in silence with the Canoness until they reached the halls "They will falter, like most men who face the true enemy they will give in. All of the PDF should of been purged." Marthas said flatly. Valir listened and nodded "Perhaps, but that one has not taken in luxury or has been lax like the others. He carries himself as if he was a member of the imperial guard." Marthas gave a slight scoff "They are also limited, many times I have found them wanting Canoness, during my crusade against the foes of the emperor."

As Marthas said this a man carrying some vegetables walked by as he saw them he jumped up slightly bowed and briskly walked outside. Marthas shook his head "The civilians that have been found should of also been purged." Valir folded her arms "They passed the checks Marshal." Marthas sighed "You are aware of the type of enemy we are facing? How they can twist the hearts of even the purest servants of the emperor? Facing such an enemy, why take risks? Normal men and women are limited in heart and soul." Valir closed her eyes and turned away "Do not worry those who survive the end of this conflict will be handled appropriately Marthas."

Marthas nodded in approval "Very well, I will prepare my forces for the final march upon the enemy." Marthas walked away. Valir muttered a small prayer "We will bring victory god-emperor this I promise you."

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Chapter 18

Adelram stood in the garden by himself looking at the remnants of the dinner service he provided for his brothers. He stood at the center with the dark eldar still twitching on the poles. He removed his helmet and clipped it unto his belt, he closed his eyes and breathed in the scent of dried blood, wine and seasoning that was still in the air. He could feel them watching, pressing against the wall of reality begging to be bought through. Adelram heard the doors of the garden opening he opened his eyes and looked it was Ivan.

Ivan walked towards him, as Adelram was watching him he could see he was trying to hide his expression but he knew what he was going to say. Ivan stood next to him he said "Are you sure you want to bring them over with just this?" Adelram looked at Ivan he smiled "Yes, since this is all that will be required. Also the need to defile purity, to kill and devour the souls of the followers of the false emperor." Ivan hissed "They will kill you, have you not read the scriptures I given you?"

Adelram placed his hand to his chin thinking "I did, I personally think there is too much ceremony involved." Ivan gave a slight scowl "Ceremony!? Those techniques were perfec-" Adelram interjected "Perfected by your old legion?" Adelram shrugged "Do you know why I said they stand on too much ceremony? I found many of your books are written in the context of one who is not favoured by one of the powers. All the rituals are needed to appease them due to the fact in most cases the one summoning is not favored by one of the gods. Since the edicts of your legion is to worship them all "equally""

Ivan creased his brows with his hands "You understa-" Adelram interrupted him again "I think I understand far more on dealing with the dark prince than you." Adelram flexed his hand slightly power dancing around it. Adelram continued "During this past year and after the events of the dinner what I have understood so far, is that you are trying to fit worshiping the dark prince in a similar vein to your old legion. Why did you reject the offer to join my dinner?" Ivan spoke "Xeno's should be ki-" Adelram placed his hand up "Yes because your old legion hates xeno's in all forms and should be killed and in the case of eldar should be sacrificed in the right manner to please the dark prince. The dinner was my sacrifice Ivan." Ivan fell silent yet Adelram turned to him his black eyes burrowed into him like he was gazing into his soul peeling back his insecurity.

Adelram drew his blade and tapped it on his hand "Since the dinner service I came to understand you have limited yourself. Even with all your lectures to me in the past on worshiping chaos and slaanesh you are lacking compared to Jedrick. You are not even marked yet I can see this." As Adelram said this he could see Ivan squirming somewhat. Adelram gave a gentle smile and continued "I dare say perhaps even Isira is more favored than you, considering what I have recently learned. I have no idea what the girl is playing at calling you teacher but perhaps you should finally question her on why she came to you. You accepted it since you believed you truly understood the powers and that in your eyes those who do not worship the same way you do are below you." Adelram shrugged "The only reason why many of my brothers hang within your abode is due to their sensory deprivation and you provide free reign to largely feed it as they wish."

Adelram could see Ivan wanted to say something to retort everything he said, Adelram breathed a sigh "Now Ivan before you say something and bring my ire, be silent and watch." Adelram bought his sword in both hands and tapped the tip of his blade into the dried blood he could still hear the dark eldar twitching behind him he let in that sound. That sound of movement to fill his whole being. He closed his eyes.

Adelram began chanting, the words of summoning spilling from his lips as he was chanting he began to hear a whirl of blades spinning, crashing over flesh and the screams of souls. Adelram slowly opened his eyes his blade began to swirl with purple and pink mist he pointed his sword forward and the mist flowed into the dried blood. Adelram sheathed his force sword and placed his helmet back on he turned to Ivan "We should step back." They moved to the balcony edge of the garden if you looked outwards it lead back into the city.

Adelram and Ivan watched has the dried blood slowly began liquefying again the sound of whirling blades increased then out of the middle of the garden a large contraption lurched out of the blood smashing the tables side. Adelram looked to the thing he summoned in the middle of the garden. It looked to be a large chariot that bore large circular blades pulled by three beasts with licking tongues their back bore grey scales and their underbelly was pale with a purple hue their manes were also pink. Adelram knew the beasts to be neverborn seekers according to the scriptures.

Each of the three seekers were ridden by a daemonette they wore circlets, their corsets lined with jewels and they wore shining blue lipstick. They gazed at Adelram with their black orbs they smiled, Adelram could not tell if it was in contempt or happiness. Adelram then looked up to see a daemonette standing on a podium of the chariot it had four horns, flowing pink hair and unlike the riders her hands did not end with crab claws like the riders but the neverborn had hands holding two whips. Adelram assumed this was the herald.

The herald leaned forward and smiled "You could of let us in on the dinner." Adelram walked forward "Apologies, you see my brothers were in a foul mood." The herald looked upon the twitching dark eldar "May I?" Adelram nodded "Be my guest." The daemonette hopped from the Chariot it walked slowly to the eldar. The herald then stopped next to Adelram it was thinking for a second until it turned towards him "Now where are my manners?" The herald gave a curt bow but Adelram could tell it was more of one in acquiescence than anything else. As it leaned upright again it said "Zarvya the soulflayer, Zarvya the devour of souls. I am quite sure you don't care for my name though."

Zarvya continued walking to the chained dark eldar, it stopped to the one in the middle Zarvya grabbed the chains and broke them effortlessly. The eldar fell to the floor, Zarvya gently picked the eldar up and began devouring them at high speed. Tearing away the meat in large mouth fulls. What Adelram could see with his witch eye that as she was devouring the meat a small wisp was going with it. From he understood Zarvya was devouring the meat and soul of the eldar.

She kept tearing away at the eldar for another minute and as time went on Adelram could tell that slowly even in that ruined state the utter fear of the eldar and what is awaiting them. Yet he could not help but smile slightly. Zarvya eventually finished only leaving bone and small amounts of meat. The blood evaporated from her mouth and she finally hopped back on the chariot. Zarvya then made a gesture and the three daemonettes fell upon the last two eldar devouring them.

Zarvya leaned on the front bar of the podium "I get to eat first you see, we have seen what you done and my cohort and I are eager to feast and defile." Ivan moved to speak "What price in return for your help?" Zarvya hissed "Oh lord of sin please tell your pet to be quiet, that I will only hear the words of one who is favored and loved by slaanesh." Ivan clenched his fists and fell silent. Adelram folded his hands around his back "Zarvya, when will your companions be coming or do you require my aid to bring them forth?" Zarvya licked her lips "That won't be necessary, my cohort is on it's way, now if you move aside my dear." Adelram and Ivan stepped aside to the walls of the garden. Zarvya cracked one of it's whips forward the riders finished devouring the last two eldar and hopped onto the mounts.

The chariot began to move, it smashed through the balcony and it began riding into the streets. As the chariot did this the pool bubbled more and daemonettes riding seekers came rushing out laughing along with several more chariots. As the chariots and seeker riders ran into the streets strange creatures also came charging out. The neverborn had horse like legs and had a chest of a woman or man, it also bore a scorpion like stinger. As they ran forward chittering Adelram felt like he could pick out a song.

The blood stopped bubbling and within a few seconds it was dry again. Adelram turned to Ivan "Have everyone prepare for war we are moving out. The imperials will be crushed and enslaved." Adelram could still see Ivan was scowling he then gave a slight bow and walked out of the garden.

Belov stood at their forward base looking at several squads of PDF they stood at attention looking at him. He looked around and saw black templars and sisters of battle preparing for war he looked to his men. Belov could see some were nervous and many others looked like they are going to be ill he coughed slightly "Men we have a duty as soldiers of the emperor. A duty to kicked these heretics off our world! No not even that! To end them utterly! We will show them what it means to attack Cortva!" The men were still silent but he could see it lifted their spirits slightly.

Belov barked "You have your orders!" They all turned away they will be making the last push towards the heretic base in two groups one side will be black templars another would be the sisters of battle. He has been told that the heretics don't have the resources or forces to even fight them. Belov gripped the gem of the necklace that Sira gave him, he was with Cannoness Valir's group.

Belov then felt a tap on his shoulder he turned it was Maric "You ready sergeant?" Maric gave a small laugh "If we survive you most likely won't be one anymore." Belov looked at Maric he seemed a bit worse for wear "Yes as you said we have to survive first, also are you okay Maric?" Maric rubbed the back of his neck "I am okay sergeant, nothing to worry about I assure you." Belov raised an eyebrow "If you say so."

Belov then heard someone approaching it was sister superior Alice approaching with her squad Belov saluted Alice stopped in front of him "sergeant Belov we are moving out get ready." Belov nodded he turned to Maric"Gather the squad together we are going to end these heretics once and for all." Maricsaluted and walked away as Maric was gathering up the squad Belov still could not shake the feeling that something was wrong.

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Chapter 19
Belov along with several squads of PDF with the sister contingent lead by Cannoness Valir were moving further into heretic territory. He could clearly see the work of them on the temples and churches banners with a strange rune that hurt his head to look at. Difiled bodies hanging from the temple walls and many imperial icons defaced. Belov made the sign of the Aquila and kept up the march. The sisters of battle also bought a immolator tank with them.

Everything was quiet, too quiet for Belov's liking, Valir finally ordered everyone to stop she looked around. Out of the streets came humans, wearing the colours of the heretics wielding heavy stubbers, autoguns and crude melee weapons.
Valir yelled "Everyone to cover!" The sisters moved in a smooth motion seeking cover, it took about a second later for the PDF to respond as they were moving to cover some were cut down by the bullets of the heretics. With swift motions the sisters of battle of our martyred lady popped in and out of cover cutting down the heretics with a swarm of bolter fire. The heretics using melee weapons and pistols were incinerated by melta weapons when they got too close. Those at long range tried to fire at the immolater but all it did was cause the guns of the tank the multi meltas to fire upon anyone foolish to shoot at it. Those burned by the weapons did not even get a chance to scream before they were turned to ash.

Valir speared a heretic with her power sword and blasted another with her inferno pistol. She yelled "Push forward! Advance!" At that call the sisters of battle left cover and began walking forward firing their guns. Squads of PDF followed suit some getting cut down by autogun fire due to not wearing power armour. Belov nodded and turned to his squad "We are moving forward with the rest." Maric nodded, Belov could see many of his squad members and even Maric look to be becoming even more ill than before. Their skin was starting to pale slightly Maric gave a slight cough "We are ready to move sergeant" Belov looked at Maricfeatures again he voiced his concerns "Are you well Marius? What's wrong?" Maric breathed out "It's nothing, don't worry as you said we will end the heretics." Belov could see Maric was gripping his gut.

Belov sighed he shouted "Right men! Move forward!" they moved out of cover and began advancing shooting down the heretics in a stream of las fire, bolter shells and melta energy. Valir barked another order "Keep going they are breaking!" Belov could see some of the heretics are losing will and falling back he smiled he knew them to be cowards and they are showing it.

Yet as they advanced he caught the sound of laughter or at least he thought it was laughter and the whirling of blades. As the seconds passed the sound became louder and louder then out of the streets Belov saw a giant contraption a chariot. He saw something standing on the podium and strange beasts pulling it. There were also something or someone riding the beasts.

As he looked at it he slowly stopped pulling the trigger, the din of battle the noise dying away he could not take his eyes off them. He watched as the chariot ran over the heretics reducing them to red mist. The chariot slowly came to a stop it-she was looking at him and the riders were giving shrill laughs. Then out of the streets came more of them and the beings riding more strange beasts.

Belov watched heretics surrounding the large contraption kneeling before it, praying before it. The thing standing on the podium seemed like it was taking all of it in she held herself tightly yet when she spoke Belov heard it for some reason she said "Who is the first to offer themselves up to me?"

Belov was about to walk forward but he heard a shout piercing the voice it was Valir "Daemons! Everyone to attention! Steel your heart and soul! For the emperor!" As she said this all the sisters began singing a hymn. A song Belov focused on that it diverted his attention away from the the thing calling to him.

Belov flicked to attention he looked to his squad whatever illness gripping them got worse he shouted at them "Everyone focus! To cover!" Belov moved to shake several of his squad they slowly came to attention they moved with him into cover. Many of them were breathing heavily Belov did not know what to do he asked Maric "What's wrong tell me!" Maric and several of his squad were gripping their belly tightly, to Belov it looked that they were in pain. Maric was silent still holding his gut.

Belov popped out of cover he saw "daemons" riding beasts charging into squads of sisters of battle some daemons were speared by melta weapons. Yet some of the sisters were cut down by the laughing daemons blood gushing to the ground. The immolator tank fired its guns it caused several to explode in purple fire and pink ichor. Belov then heard a chitter and then steel being torn apart he saw strange beasts charging the immolator tank tearing it apart with scorpion stingers and crab like claws. Belov was shaking if it was pure instinct he pointed his lasgun at the daemon standing on the large chariot. She was ignoring what was going on around her. Yet looking at her Belov could not pull the trigger no matter how hard he tried.

Belov watched as the daemon picked up heretics from the ground gently and removing their masks giving them a kiss he saw a small wisp leaving the heretic's mouth and after a moment she drops them to the ground. They were all fighting for who would be next, a small part of Belov wanted that yet a part of his mind somehow knew what was happening. Belov then heard Marius give a yelp breaking his focus from the daemon.

He saw marius and his squad still gripping their bellies they were on their knees Belov looked around and it was happening to other members of the PDF. Some squads were in the same situation of wondering what's wrong with their squad. Belov kneeled down and gripped Marius shoulder "What's wrong? Are you injured?" Maric then looked up his skin pale and his eyes having black dots he was drooling "Sarg- Belov it hurts! Yet... it feels so good I can feel it... inside me!"

Belov then heard the whirling of blades moving and the deaths of sisters of battle he could hear Valir shouting orders to fall back. Yet what was happening in front of him held all his attention he watched as Maric and his squad began vomiting out pink ichor they began seizing up Belov stepped back at a loss of what to do. Marius and many of the PDF were crying out not for the pain to end but for it to keep going.

Belov's breathing slowed then out of their bellies he saw claws spearing out of their guts pulling them apart and suddenly more daemons looking similar to the riders and the one standing on the chariot. They Were slowly stepping out of the bellies of the pdf to Belov's horror. They were covered in gore but slowly it evaporated the one that came out of Maric’s gut stretched.

It looked at him, Belov could not move he was entrapped by what he was seeing he fell to the ground on and landed on his bottom. The daemon leaned down opening her claws Belov could smell the musk coming off her he could not reach for his weapon he did not want to reach for his weapon. It then looked down to his chest and then up to him again it simply turned away. She and several others that came from the bellies of the dead PDF moved to kill those who were concerned with their squad mates just like he was.

Belov could not move or think until he heard the whirling of blades right next to him he looked up and he saw the daemon of chariot devouring the face of a body torn in half. The hair and the armour it was Canoness Valir. The daemon looked down at him and smiled "You are very lucky you know that? Still why don't we have some fun?" The daemon threw the half eaten corpse on the ground it reached down and picked Belov up he offered no resistance.

The daemon stood together with him on the podium, the daemon hugged him to Belov she smelled better than the daemon that ignored him. What was wrong with him? In his mind he knew what these things did. What he saw yet he did not want to move away. Belov moved to hug her as the screams of the dying were all around him.

Adelram sat in the rhino with Asriel, Ivan, Jedrick and Sebastian they were moving to Marius's location. Adelram received word that the black templars were moving and at the back of his mind he could feel Zavrya clashing with the sisters of battle. Considering he could feel the sisters of battle souls fluttering away or being devoured by neverborn all they have to do is win here and they can move onto the temple.

After their base is taken they can move to taking the rest of the people in the city to their ship. Adelram looked to Asriel "You are aware of who we are facing yet you want to come?" Asriel cocked his head to one side "Yes I do." Jedrick shrugged and laughed "Relax Adelram, that neverborn in his head should close the gap between Astartes and a plain human." Adelram simply sighed.

The drive went on for a few more minutes he received word from the Astartes driving the Rhino "My lord we are approaching Marius's position." Adelram nodded he looked to everyone in the rhino "We will crush the black templars completely and utterly." Everyone nodded. Another minute passed and the rhino stopped.

The bay doors opened up and they stepped out to gunfire and shouts. As Adelram stepped out of the rhino he saw squads of the third stepping out of several rhino's he looked forward he saw black templars gunning down and hacking apart cultists. He looked up to the high ground and saw havoc's and Marius blasting at the Astartes. Adelram stepped forward to the battle line. Cultists made gasps and the sign of slaanesh as he passed. Adelram drew his force sword he focused and summoned several balls of purple energy he focused and shaped them into blades. He threw them forward slicing several PDF and even some black templars in half.

This act drew Marius attention from the battle he released several dirges of noise from his speaker. Adelram looked up "Yes Marius I have come to join the song." Marius fell silent then released a screech Adelram chuckled "Yes I hear it. My dear brother don't hold back show the black templars the endless cacophony of slaanesh." Marius fell silent he then looked to the other Kakophoni and nodded.

Marius released a higher pitched screech and began firing his weapon sound waves reducing the enemy into paste. Jedrick stepped forward laughing along with several of his warriors and Sebastian "We can't let Marius have all the fun!" All of them gave a cheer and rushed forward to meet the black templars in close combat.

Adelram turned to Ivan and Asriel "Asriel stick with me and Ivan? You and your squad is with me." Ivan gave a nod yet Adelram could see Ivan wanted to say something, Adelram sighed "What is it Ivan?" Ivan gave a slight cough "We are pushing the imperial's back for what reason did you have me place Isira in that position? She is wonderful at covert actions and corruption yet I have not heard anything from her." Adelram turned away and chuckled "Well.. if she did what I asked of her this battle will swing in our favor greatly at the right moment." Ivan glowered "You gave secret orders to my servant?" Adelram shrugged "She is not anyone's servant really she has an unknown agenda and she was more than happy to do my request." Ivan hissed "You are aware I will punish her right?"

Adelram gave another shrug "I bet you never punished her before either. There is not a punishment that she does not like and trust me my old captain had a far greater imagination when it came to that than you do. Also why I did what I did? I know you if I told you I know you would divert the plan to your own end." Asriel could see Ivan was seething the Astartes from the house of daemons did not want to get in between either of them.

Adelram sheathed his blade he spoke gently and folded his hands around his back his hands sparking slightly "Now Ivan do you have anything else to say?" Ivan fell silent Adelram turned his head slightly "Good now let's move."

Marshal Marthas lead his sword brethren forward he looked at the members of the third decadent and disgusting charging towards him. He saw a foul sorcerer calling his sorcery to cut apart his brothers with befoul powers and each time he looked at the third a cold fire of hatred built within his two hearts.

He ensured the PDF advanced with him they would be of little use but if they can at least take one of the traitors down their lives are well spent. A traitor legionnaire approached with his sword held high he was being followed by other traitors. He formed up with his sword brethren and charged the traitors Marthas marked the one who looks to be the leader.

He pointed his power sword at him the traitor seemed to have acknowledge his gesture. The traitor readied his blade they crashed together. Marthas could see right away each of the traitors fought like lions not like a unit. Marthas and his sword brethren did not utter a curse or word to the traitors since they did not deserve any words. They only deserve death.

Yet the traitor had nothing but words he spoke in a mocking tone "Hello, son of dorn it seems we are getting to know each other quite well.." The traitor made a quick slash to his left Marthas swatting the strike aside with his shield he traitor laughed "You fight quite roughly you know? How about more elegance?" Every time the traitor spoke it vexed him to hear his words leave his pathetic tongue.

Marthas charged forward with his shield held in front of him he crashed into the traitor he was knocked back slightly he gripped his gut and screwed his face in slight pain and then he smiled. "Cousin, my dear cousin I need more! Give me more!" Marthas in silence moved to strike the traitor he parried the blow, Marthas bought down his sword again now with more force he smashed through the traitor's guard. With a swift motion he speared his sword through the traitor's gut, the traitor breathed a rasp and laughed "That... felt wonderful dear cousin..." Marthas twisted and withdrew his blade the traitor fell to the ground smiling.

Marthas looked to his brothers the sword brethren they were dispatching the traitors he approached them "Brothers we have a new target." Marthas pointed his blade to the sorcerer that was slowly advancing "He looks to be the leader of these foul traitors. Cut the head of the snake and the rest will crumble considering how cowardly traitors are they will collapse with his death." Marthas made several eye flicks within his helmet to open his com "Bring the predator forward."

Adelram advanced through the battlefield with Asriel, Ivan and several members of the house of daemons. They were cutting their way forward through PDF any black templars that approached Adelram were blasted away with his psychic powers. Adelram looked to Asriel he was handling himself well he thought to himself along with tests he needed more training. As Adelram was thinking he saw a tank coming out of the streets a predator armed with lascannons.

Adelram smiled under his helmet he was waiting for this he also saw the leader of the black templars the Marshal advancing towards him along with the predator. He sought to kill him of course it is the correct course of action yet he prepared for this. Adelram shouted "Now Ivan you will see the work Isira has done for me." Ivan was silent swatting away PDF.

Adelram muttered the keywords at that moment along the battlefield the PDF dropped to their knees holding the bellies. Some started to scream of course there were some confusion amongst his brothers and even the black templars. Many of the PDF fell from their knees to the ground at the very spot they were kneeling even those Adelram, Asriel and Ivan were fighting.

At that moment daemonettes came bursting out of their bellies and began attacking the black templars. The surprise caught some of them unaware and many were cut down. More daemonettes fell upon the predator hacking and clawing making large holes in the tank. Some daemonettes even crawled into the large gaps they made. Adelram watched as the Marshal and his unit turned and began slicing away at the daemonettes attacking the predator.
Adelram turned to Ivan and the astartes following him "We move on the Marshal quickly!" Adelram looked to Asriel "Keep close to me." Asriel nodded.

Marthas was hacking away at the daemons that were summoned he knew it. He knew this would happen the PDF were found wanting. Whatever they did they were a host for daemons. They somehow allowed daemons within themselves. A daemon tried to charge for him he hacked it in half ichor spraying on the ground.

Another came at him he smashed aside with his shield the daemon hurtled to the ground. He stepped towards the daemon he smashed with his shield it tried to speak "Such a wonderful future of sin you will have..." Marthas bought his boot on its head, ignoring it's words they speak lies and half truths nothing more.

Marthas looked to see his sword brethren have dispatched the daemons covering the predator but it was a smoking wreck. Marthas swore under his breath he turned to see the sorcerer and his guard charging towards him yet the person who came charging first was a traitor chaplain he yelled foul prayers as he struck with his maul.

Marthas had to block with his shield the strength of the blows were not easily parried with his sword. Marthas could tell as much his opponent was frustrated trying to prove something and of course they make mistakes.

He edged back slightly he looked to his sword brethren the sorcerer was igniting them with purple flames and traitor Astartes falling upon them two at a time he had to end the traitor in front of him quickly. He held up his shield waiting for the right moment the traitor chaplain was swinging again and again. As he bought his maul down again Marthas smashed the strike aside leaving the traitor open to his shock he impaled his sword through the traitor's neck.

Marthas withdrew his blade as the traitor crashed to the ground Marthas made a quick step forward and bought his sword down onto the twin hearts of the traitor and twisted the traitor gasped. Marthas withdrew his blade the traitor tried to reach forward "But.. Cadia.. I." Marthas sliced off his hand. At that action the traitor's head fell back.

Marthas looked at the sorcerer.

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One thing I wanted to add after reading several rpg books and tomes I came to the conclusion that slaanesh more or less shows what a person truly wants(They most likely know what you want more than you do) instead of what is to be. That's more of tzeentch's thing, slaanesh merely gives you the tools to fuel your desire or excess.

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Well Ivan just got pissed on really hard...

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Well Ivan just got pissed on really hard...


Indeed he did! Nurgle did warn him! Slaanesh will use him hollow him out and leave nothing left.

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Chapter 20

Adelram killed another of the sword brethren igniting him hearing his screams was oddly pleasing he found. He saw Asriel assisting the other House of daemon's Astartes in combat it was good he did this less likely for him to be killed.

Adelram looked to the Marshal, Ivan was on the ground blood spilling from his body and his neck he walked towards the Marshal. The Marshal pointed his blade at him, Adelram looked to Ivan's corpse then back to him "Thank you for doing that, he was quite grating on the nerves to be honest." The Marshal was silent Adelram shrugged "Don't you have a voice?" Adelram watched as the Marshal edged forwards his blade still pointed to him.

Adelram cocked his head to the side just slightly "You know.. since you killed Ivan.. I have decided I quite like you. The silence fits." Adelram clapped his hands and smiled under his helmet "Dear cousin, I will make you my brother. I will make you love my gene-father instead of Dorn this I promise you." The marshal kept moving forwards sword raised Adelram readied his blade and ignited it with eldritch fire.

The Marshal then charged towards him his sword flicking out in a quick motion, Adelram parried the blow they were clashing with blades again and again. Both fought in silence, Adelram made a pushing motion with his left hand pushing the Marshal back with telekinesis, he heard the Marshal grunting.

As the Marshal was some distance away, Adelram threw a ball of purple fire it erupted in a small inferno. To his shock the Black templar came charging through the fire his shield raised he bore no scorch marks. Their blades clashed again Adelram found he was smiling he shouted at the Marshal "You know that stunt just caused me to like you even more? How did you do that? Most are reduced to dust." They clashed blades again Adelram for some reason could not help but speak he was excited the more he dueled the Marshal "You know when I said I would make you my brother and love my gene-father? I meant it. You would want to seek his attention just as I want to. I guarantee when you look upon him you will want to serve him completely and utterly like I wish to." With each clash Adelram could feel the Marshal's anger intensifying with each blow.

The Marshal kept crashing his sword upon his trying to break his guard Adelram kept up "The things I will do to get you to that point...." The marshal landed another blow knocking away his force blade the Marshal raised his blade to make another strike. Adelram smiled again he shouted out loud "Asriel!"

Marthas raised his blade to quiet the traitor he was far more vexing than the other's he killed words of betrayal to "love" his gene-sire, nonsense spilled from his mouth. Yet the Traitor called out a name "Asriel" in that moment a thundering pain roared at his waist. It was like it burned his strike stopped he looked down he saw a young man a heretic. No a daemon perhaps his blue eyes were slits he had a two handed sword speared deep into a gap at his waist twisting.

As he was looking down the traitor sorcerer he was fighting gripped him in a hug in an almost brotherly fashion he gestured to the young man "Asriel stop twisting the blade don't kill him. He is going to be my new brother." The heretic he knew to be Asriel let go of the blade his eyes returning to normal he scratched the back of his head "Aplogies my lord I was getting upset with what he was doing." The sorcerer spoke gently "It's alright... but first." The sorcerer gripped the blade in that instant agony gripped Marthas.
It was far more painful than taking any bolter shell or sword in his years of service. Yet the agony kept going and increasing he felt his nose bleeding. His eyes rolled back and he felt the sorcerer release his grip the spell vanishing yet his body was heavy.

Adelram watched as the Marshal collapsed to the ground Asriel sword still in his waist. Adelram looked to Asriel "You can remove your blade." Asriel walked over to the Astartes and pulled his blade out. Adelram looked to the battlefield Jedrick and Mairus along with the daemon forces are sweeping the black templars. Largely the battle is over and now they can move unto the main imperial base.

Adelram could see Asriel was looking at Ivan's corpse, Adelram walked over "Are you upset that he is dead?" Asriel shrugged "Not really." Adelram nodded "Good, in the end all the dark prince used him for is a mere vehicle for my damnation." Adelram gestured to the Astartes of the house of daemons those who survived the fight with the sword brethren.

He pointed to the Marshal "Take him back to the rhino's and make sure he is held well. Also have his weapons taken away." The Astartes nodded and picked up the Marshal carrying him across the battlefield.

Asriel approached Adelram "What now?" Adelram removed his helmet and smiled "Now we go collect our prize."

The host made their way to the temple that the imperials were using as their base of course defense was light even at the temple. The emperor's children went to work pillaging the surrounding area and taking slaves. Asriel stood with Adelram in the courtyard, along with Astartes of the house of warriors and daemons. Jedrick was also there, when Adelram told him about Ivan's death he simply shrugged it aside. Jedrick stretched slightly "So the Ivan's dead?" Adelram nodded "Indeed he is, but I have a great prize waiting for us Jedrick." Jedrick removed his helmet Adelram could see he was confused. Adelram chuckled "We are going to have a new brother Jedrick a Knight a Crusader."

Jedrick raised his eyebrow "You mean the Marshal? Black Templars are made of stern stuff Adelram." Adelram shrugged "I know but I will make sure to use all the means at my disposal to ensure he joins us." Jedrick gave a slight cough "Can I watch?" Adelram smiled "Yes indeed you can." Jedrick and Adelram then looked upon the slaves they have captured.

Asriel looked at the crowd of people the civilians and clergy. He spotted a woman that seemed out of place to him, she then stood up. Their forces pointed their guns at her Adelram held up his hand to for the Astartes to lower their guns. She walked foward and a clergyman shouted "Sira! What are you doing! Step away from them! They will kill you! They are Heretics!" She turned back towards the crowd and smiled.

She then turned to Adelram and gave a deep bow "My lord, has the day been won?" Adelram said flaty "Indeed it has Isira." There was confusion in the crowd Asriel could see that plainly how many people did she deceive and befriend he wondered? Asriel looked at Isira her eyes were shifting from blue to pink as he knew them.

Adelram sighed "I assume you want a reward now?" Isira smiled "My reward? I assume Ivan is dead I felt it from here. I am without a mas-" Adelram scoffed "He was never your master Isira or teacher." Isira smiled gently again "Indeed he was not my lord all I want is to serve you. That's it, if I am to have a reward I want it to be that." Adelram sighed "Very well." Isira gave another bow and stood next to Asriel.

Adelram turned to Jedrick "Begin taking the slaves to the ship we will do the sorting there we have spent too long on this planet. More followers of the false emperor might be on the way." Jedrick nodded "Aye let's get this over with then." The astartes walked over to the crowd and began un-clipping the manacles from their belts and attaching to the necks of the people.

Asriel then raised his eyebrow "I thought those were manacles?" Adelram looked to him "They are both they can extend quite useful actually, they were designed by my newest servant." Asriel looked to Isira "I see." Asriel watched the Astartes chaining the people up of course some tried to run and they were shot.

Eventually all the people were chained, Adelram called for the Thunderhawks and they began taking people to the ship. Adelram, Isira, Asriel and a few Astartes were waiting for the last Thunderhawk. Asriel suddenly heard a whirling of blades and laughter a neverborn on a large chariot came crashing into the temple courtyard.

It stopped in front of them, Asriel looked to see a daemonette holding a man in front of her gripping him almost like a lover. The imperial seemed to be on the brink his imperial flak armor was tattered tears welling up in his eyes. The daemonette looked at him and smiled "Hello Meliva, how are you finding the accommodation the dark prince provided for you? Do you enjoy it?" Asriel felt Meliva hissing in his mind he held his head.

Adelram placed his hands behind his back "So who is the PDF you have with you?" Zavrya licked her lips "I wish to teach him the ways of the dark prince yet... this charm keeps me from doing more to him. All I did was show him how I killed and devoured his allies." Zavrya looked to Isira "Can you remove the charm? Pretty please?" Isira smiled "I will if you teach him true suffering Lady Zavrya." When Isira spoke the imperial perked up and looked at her he stammered words out "Yo-u are with them? The heretics? Why?"

Isira smiled "Since you refused my meal I found you rather interesting so I thought that perhaps spending some more quality time with the handmaidens would be good for you. Also I love someone else sorry." Isira walked towards the chariot Zavrya helped her up she gently removed the necklace and placed it around her neck. She heard Belov say a few words "Help me please.." Isira smiled and placed her hand on his cheek thinking for a moment. Isira turned to Adelram "My lord may we take this one with us?" Zavrya pouted "You seek to use him to deal with your suffering?" Isira gave a simple smile to Zavrya.

Asriel could see Isira gazing at the neverborn for a moment, Zavrya sighed and threw the soldier to the ground with a thud. Isira turned around Zavrya uttered a few words it was almost a whisper Asriel caught it just slightly "So do you have your wish finally?" Isira shook her head "I do not. Not yet."

Isira then lightly jumped down from the chariot, Zavrya then cracked her whip again and the chariot moved out of the temple.

Asriel watched Zavrya leave he looked up to Adelram "What of the neverborn?" Adelram shrugged "The amount of devastation on this planet will sustain her for some time and perhaps she may even call more of kin to this plane. The forces of the false emperor will have their hands full on this planet for quite some time." Adelram looked at the soldier on the ground he looked up to Isira "What are you planning to do with him?" Isira spoke gently "As Zavrya said to aid in my suffering." Adelram pushed further "What suffering is he aiding in?" Asriel could see a tinge of sadness in her eyes as she said "I can't tell you." Adelram shrugged and sighed.

Asriel could see the sadness evaporating Isira then approached Adelram she made a coy smile "My lord why are you so happy? Did something happen?" Adelram was silent for a moment "How did you know that I am happy?" Isira cocked her head slightly "I have been with you for awhile I can tell." Adelram said flatly "Have you been stalking me woman?" Isira shrugged "Perhaps." Adelram sighed "Well yes I am happy." The thunderhawk was coming down as Isira responded "Why is that?" Adelram gave a small chuckle "Well... I am going to have a new brother."

Marthas awoke he found himself in a white sterilized room he was bound to a table he was without his wargear. He struggled with his bindings where was he? He remembered that heretic who stabbed him in the waist and then the sorcerer hugging him and after that intense pain.

The doors opened he saw it was the sorcerer he was followed by two heretics pushing a small table. He recognized both of them one filled him with anger. He looked at her piercing her with his gaze. The sorcerer looked at him then the person he was gazing at the sorcerer spoke "You know him?" The woman nodded "I have seen him a few times he did not suspect a thing when I fed the PDF my brew." The sorcerer nodded he turned towards him he said "I believe we haven't made introductions. I am Adelram lord of his warband. These two our my Servants, Asriel you know as the one who speared you with the sword and Isira the one who made the PDF hosts to daemonettes."

Marthas gave them silence, that's all they deserve no words. Asriel perked up "My lord? Can he speak?" Adelram chuckled "Indeed he can honestly it's part of his charm, he has such contempt for us that he does not wish to utter words to us." Asriel nodded "I see." Isira looked at Marthas "I can see what you mean my Lord his silence just oozes the need within me to break it." Adelram shook his head "Remember we are also here to make him my brother. Of course we can learn a few new things about an Astartes pain tolerance level which I am sure Asriel will write down."

Isira pouted "What's wrong with enjoying it along the way? He might learn to enjoy it as well." Adelram was thinking for a moment "Perhaps.. we shall see. Now bring the tools forward and Isira have you bought your instruments as well?" Isira nodded "I did I make sure to bring everything." Asriel confused with what instruments she bought he pushed forward a table, Marthas looked at it there were various surgical tools. Marthas steeled his heart and soul.

The woman Isira pushed another table forward instead of surgical tools there were various torture devices. Isira looked over to Adelram "My lord do you have the book?" Adelram nodded and placed a book on the table. Asriel looked at it "What book is that?" Adelram responded "Well my dear servant. This tome is called Unraveling the mind penned by Ahzek Ahriman, I am quite lucky to get my hand on a copy." Asriel raised his eyebrow "Who is that?"

Adelram sighed "I will tell you later, now..." Adelram picked up a steel device shaped like a pear "Pear of Anguish check." Adelram twisted the knob and the metal like pear arms spread open and closed. Adelram placed the device down. He picked up a barbed whip and pulled it slightly "Whip check." He placed it down again, he then picked up a large metal wedge he looked at it for a few moments he turned to Isira "What is this item again Isira?" Isira smiled it's a "Boot my lord or a shin crusher."

Adelram took off his helmet and placed it on the table "Isira you might have to show me how this one works." Isira smiled "Certainly my lord." Adelram placed the Boot down. He picked up another device "Instep borer? Creative I wonder what wicked mind made this." Adelram picked up a iron mask he looked at Isira again, she coughed slightly "That's a Scold Bridle." Adelram placed the mask down he picked up another device he chuckled "Thumb screw interesting." He looked over the dozens of other tools and nodded.
Asriel looked at the bound Astartes he could see or even feel his breathing has changed slightly he looked to Adelram "My lord as you went through the devices his breathing has changed." Adelram looked to Marthas "Ah he is most likely feeling that alien emotion to Astartes. Loyalist tend to deny it." Asriel folded his arms confused "Alien emotion?" Adelram nodded "Fear of course."

Adelram scratched the back of his head "Now where is jedrick with the needles, wires and electric devices?" As Adelram said this Jedrick came into the room panting slightly holding large needles, wire and a tiny generator. Jedrick was smiling "See I told you I would find it!" Adelram shrugged "Place it on the table with the rest of the tools." Jedrick placed the tools on the table and slowly stepped back.
Adelram looked at Jedrick "Now Jedrick, my brother as I said you get to watch. Don't touch anything." Jedrick nodded, Asriel could see he was excited, so was Isira. Adelram looked to Asriel and smiled "Now Asriel your journal a fresh page please." Asriel opened his Journal on a fresh page now he also felt excited.

Marthas looked at the heretics all eyeing him in the room he looked at the sorcerer Adelram, he began going over vows in his mind he closed his eyes and grit his teeth. He then heard a drill spinning and the pain began.


END OF PART 2

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Chapter 21
Asriel watched his master work it's been a month of watching his lord shifting through the captive's memories his achievements, failures and even important events of his life that he may no longer even remember. What Asriel found interesting that even with every horror and torture committed upon his mind and body he barely screamed. At most there were gasps and the clear gritting of teeth.

Eventually Isira and Jedrick got bored due to nothing occuring, Adelram gave Isira a few tasks to handle and Jedrick went back to his abode. The white room was stained red and eventually his master relented. Adelram breathed out a sigh "When Jedrick said Black Templars were made of stern stuff I had no idea how true that was. Still he must be my brother." Adelram gave another sigh. Asriel watched Adelram thinking his eyes lit up, he placed his helmet back on and turned to Asriel "I am going to grab a book from my chambers keep an eye on Marthas." Asriel nodded "I will."

Adelram left the room, Asriel was left alone with the bound Astartes he finally sagged his head back relaxing a little. Asriel watched Marthas he was not moving but he could tell he was awake. Asriel breathed in the scent of dried blood, he opened up his Journal full of details on various events of Marthas life. How his old Marshal was killed by the black legion. How he took over and lead a crusade of vengeance against them. He fought traitors and xeno's for over 200 years. He was a man of Honour and bore a cold vengeance to traitors. Asriel looked at Marthas his face looked rather plain and he had short black hair.

He did wonder why he was resisting so much all his lord wants is for him to be his brother. To join the... family Asriel finally said to himself. Asriel largely kept quiet during the process but there was a need to speak "So you are a knight then?" Asriel saw Marthas perk up slightly when he said that he looked at him with cold hatred. He then sagged his head back, Asriel scratched the back of his head "No not a knight a crusader then?" Asriel walked towards the operating table and looked at the bound Astartes.

Asriel tried to give a smile "So would you kill everyone on my planet then? You are a crusader for the emperor right?" Marthas looked at him again, Asriel was wondering what he was thinking until he felt a prick in his mind it was Meliva "Look at you dragging another down so innocently without realizing it..." Asriel tried to shake the thought away.

He had no idea what she was talking about he kept speaking to the silent captive "I lived on Athor, you most likely don't know the place but.." Asriel cast his head down slightly "I can't bring myself to hate what my Lord did to my planet." Asriel could see Marthas relaxed his eyes somewhat, Asriel wondered what he was thinking he sighed.

Marthas uttered a sentence to Asriel shock "What could this traitor have done to drag down so many of the emperor's servants? His title "the lord of sin" it fits him." Asriel smiled again "You spoke? You know you don't sound all that scary like I thought." Asriel watched Marthas look away again. Asriel bit his lip slightly "But I can try to explain that." Asriel could see Marthas still had his head turned yet Asriel spoke anyway. Asriel gave a slight cough "For me it was simple, I just wanted to write and see the stars." Marthas head turned to Asriel he gave a laugh a hard laugh "You sold your mind and soul for something so simple?" Asriel nodded and smiled it was innocent but he did not even realize it "Yes. The fact I did it for something so simple shows you how bad the imperium is."

Marthas blinked "It is necessary." Asriel rubbed his neck "Is it? You know back when I lived on Athor dealing with not even having a name I liked visiting the temple praying to each of the primarchs. Dorn and Roboute Guilliman were my favorites." Marthas scowled "You should not even mention their names! With your filthy tongue!" Asriel frowned "Why? I wish the imperium was more like them and like the tenants and the scriptures said."

Asriel began thinking he spoke yet he realized there was a small amount of sadness "Roboute Guilliman speaks of courage and honour. Yet is there honour in the Arbites beating us and spitting on us? Do they have courage? They are representing the emperor's law yet are they truly following it? Do they have courage for allowing people to be killed by gangs? Where was their Honour in not pursuing them? They broke the emperor's law no? They were also a vehicle of the hopeless of our lives." Marthas narrowed his eyes at him "They were limited men and women." Asriel smiled "So why do you blame us for seeking the alternative? Are you crusading to ensure our lives remain dark and hopeless? Why have you not killed them since they are not following the law of the emperor?"

Marthas fell silent yet Asriel did not relent "My father read this passage to me from Dorn's extracts. I finally understood the meaning yet I feel the imperium missed the mark since they have created the opposite. I assume you know it. Do not look to us for kindness. Do not look to us for hope. We are not the kind children of this new age. We are the rocks of its foundation. If you wish hope then look to what we make. If you wish kindness then look to those who will come after us." Marthas said flatly "You hear the words we are not kind or scions of hop-." Asriel interjected "I know, you are crusader, you help build the foundation and defend it and attack those who threaten it yet are you happy with the foundation you are a part of? So that means you agree with the Arbites then? The cowards and honourless who beat elderly men and women? Who demand tolls?"

Marthas fell silent, yet Asriel kept speaking "The foundation is rotten to the core, crusader would Dorn support this foundation? Or tear it down and rebuild it?" Asriel smiled "This galaxy is suffering that's all it is. Yet being here helped me deal with it." Marthas almost shouted "I crusade to end it!" Asriel replied in almost a whisper "Your crusade keeps it going." Marthas scowled "You traitors and heretics torture and maim people for your on enjoyment!" Asriel blinked "You don't do the same? The people who are burned at the stake for a false foundation and lies. Those who try to find their own way build a new life for themselves are killed or turned into servitors. Arbites on my planet beat numbers for their own enjoyment. I ask you crusader what would of happened to the soldiers if we lost that war on Cortva?" Marthas stopped thinking "They would b-" Asriel gave a gentle smile "Removed. Some of them could of been used to make a better foundation but even if they survived followed all the tenants stuffed into them you would of still killed them."

Marthas turned his head away "Shut up traitor I no longer want to hear your words." Asriel frowned "So you no longer want to talk to me because a part of you thinks I might be right? As a young man you say I am limited. So as someone who is not I want you to explain it to me. Why are you crusading for a rotten foundation, in your long service you must of seen things that troubled you." Marthas breathed another insult "Shut up." Asriel shook his head "I won't, I will keep speaking the fact that you are telling me to shut up shows that you agree with me. You just don't want to admit it." Marthas turned his head towards Asriel and shouted, Asriel he flinched back "Shut up! Just be quiet! Stop making me think!"

Asriel frowned again "What's wrong with thinking? Perhaps a new path in your crusade is opening." Marthas responded spittle leaving his mouth "I crusade for the emperor, not for traitors or your master." Asriel placed his hand on his chin thinking "I don't think he cares for your crusade. The fact you are fighting for people who are not even following the edicts of the primarch's or emperor shows even you are limited. But the person I gave my mind and soul to is letting me expand myself in the area's I wanted."

As Asriel said this the door opened, Marthas turned his head away again Adelram looked at Asriel then to Marthas "I could not find the book, also I guess something just happened." Asriel walked over "He spoke." Adelram surprised said "He did? How did you do it?" Asriel looked away slightly "I just asked him a few things." Adelram chuckled "I see." Adelram folded his arms thinking "I will give up on this process to bring him to our side." Asriel surprised said "You are? What are you going to do now?" Adelram shrugged "You are going to look after him now." Asriel's eyes went wide "Why me? What did I do?" Adelram then placed his hands behind his back and began walking out he turned his head slightly "He will remain bound to the table do what you wish." Adelram walked out of the room without another word.

Asriel scratched the back of his head he looked at Marthas bound silent on the table he wondered what to do. He looked to the sink in the room Asriel began thinking and walked out of the room.

Marthas was by himself now just his own thoughts that human that traitor was vexing on his mind. Making him think or doubt at least he had his own thoughts yet his mind kept drifting back to the topic. He tried to shake away the last discussion Marthas breathed out he said to himself "go over the vows that can give focus to an addled mind." Yet when he thinks of his vows it tastes like ashes on his tongue and his thoughts divert at certain lines.

He thought of the heretic Asriel talking with his master. He has seen how heretic Astartes treat their slaves yet this was different they spoke with such familiarity. Almost trust or perhaps he trusted the Heretic Astartes utterly? Why?

He thought of the PDF on Cortva many of them trusted him or even looked up to him what did they think when they were purged? The words came back foundation. They were killed on maybe's or could. What if he did not do that? What if they kept all the forces they might of.. actually won. As Marthas thought this the doors slid open again.

Asriel walked into the room holding a bucket, sponge and some soup he walked over to the sink and filled the bucket with some warm water. He walked over to the operating table and began mixing the soup with water. He placed the sponge within the water, Asriel withdrew the sponge and gave it a slight squeeze in the bucket.

Asriel began cleaning Marthas' body it was stained with dry blood and grime during the events of the month. Asriel realized Marthas flinched or was trying to edge away, Asriel creased his brows "Stop doing that. It makes it more difficult." Marthas spoke in confusion "Why?" Asriel looked at him "Why not? I wanted to do this." Asriel continued, Marthas spoke again confusion lining his voice "Stop it." Asriel raised his eyebrow "Why do you want me to stop?" Asriel placed his hands on his hips "You don't like how I am breaking all the walls on heretics? You thought I was going to continue what my lord was doing to you? He just wants you to join him."

Asriel kept up the cleaning until eventually Marthas was spotless just like the day he was bought in. Asriel dropped the sponge in the bucket and smiled "See isn't that better?" Asriel then looked around the room thinking. He left the room again.

Marthas was alone again he thought to himself it must be a trick of some sort to wear him down. He knows heretics he killed plenty of them in the past. It's all a lie everything he was saying what he was doing. Yet a part of him was happy he wanted that part to die he wanted the part that small fraction of his being thinking he just might be right to die. It was frustrating it annoyed and angered him. That part asking what was he truly crusading for? The fact that someone like that heretic is happy here than in the imperium that he feels his life his "better". Marthas heard the doors opening again.

Asriel walked into the room with several cleaning tools and he began setting some of the tools at various parts of the room. He filled the bucket with fresh warm water and poured detergent into the mix, he dipped the mop into the bucket and began cleaning the room. Humming, Asriel was cleaning away the dried blood it took several wipes just to get a patch of dried to be swept away yet he enjoyed the work.

He saw Marthas looking at him watching, Asriel could see he was trying to understand something Asriel stopped and held the mop "What's the matter?" Marthas blinked "What of the slaves you take how are their lives better?" Asriel started think and began cleaning again "Well how we do it is that we have houses those taken have a chance to join a house of their choosing when they recruit. People normally pick the one that best suits them most of the ex soldiers or those can fight join the house of warriors where they are trained further. Of course there is another house which I am a part of called the house of sin most of the people baring an unnatural talent, intellectuals, doctors and philosophers go there my lord told me recently that he has started to be more "Open" due to past events. Of course my lord Absorbed one house that used to exist due to you killing the leader." Marthas replied flatly "You mean the heretic chaplain I killed." Asriel nodded "Yes, Dark Apostle Ivan of course from what I gather most people don't even miss him."

Marthas moved to another area of the topic "What of the slaves who do not wish to join?" Asriel began cleaning again "They remain slaves." Marthas scowled "So you enslave people to do what you wilt I knew it you are just like all the heretics I killed in the past" Asriel stopped cleaning again "What you don't see Marthas is that they have a choice and if they choose to join the "heretics" are more than willing to show them how to improve the craft they choose. Even in the imperium in a sense I was a slave there. If I don't follow said rules I am killed or turned into a servitor if I move or seek a different path other than the one set by the imperium I can be still killed or turned into a servitor. If I report my neighbor has been shot by a gangster I can be beaten by said authorities that are meant to protect us and even then I might be killed or turned into a servitor." Asriel burrowed his eyes into Marthas "At least here there is a choice and I wonder... if you join us what kind of house would you build?"

Marthas looked away "I won't." Asriel looked back to cleaning again it took a few hours and Asriel took several breaks in between. Marthas simply watched him in silence as he did so. Asriel finally cleaned away the last spec of dried blood and grime he wiped his brow. The room actually looked white again, Asriel smiled at his work. He looked at Marthas again he could see he has been thinking. Asriel began thinking again he left the room.

Marthas was by himself again how could he make such an innocent smile he wondered? Marthas began thinking about the foundation discussion again. People turn away to darkness because they have lost faith in the foundation that has been built? People can't even look to the future because the people who use the foundation are just as corrupted hence they turn to darkness to tear it down. He ensures this foundation is held. If he did try to change it? What would of happen? What if he changed their crusade? He would of most likely been deemed a heretic and killed or demoted.
These questions kept running in his mind, questions he never thought to ask himself and it hurt to ask them. To doubt he hated it. Marthas thoughts were broken when he heard the door opening again.

Asriel carried a large black robe, a sleeping bag and a folded chair. Asriel placed the sleeping bag down and propped the chair on the side of the wall. He walked forward holding the large robe he could see Marthas was confused Asriel smiled he said "Well you can wear this when you join us." Marthas responded "I said I won't and why did you bring the chair and sleeping bag?" Asriel smiled again "Well... I am going to be staying here for awhile you see. Honestly you can sleep now you must be tired you have been awake for almost a whole month even my master says that Astartes need to sleep."

Asriel placed the large robe on the table he then walked over to the sleeping bag he opened it up and snuggled inside he looked up to the table "I am going to rest for awhile perhaps you should as well."

Marthas could see from the edge of his vision Asriel in the sleeping bag drifting to sleep. He did realize that he was tired he had to endure the torture from a witch for a whole month his mind felt sluggish perhaps rest would clear it perhaps it would clear all his thoughts. Marthas closed his eyes slowly.

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Just as like a point, I think astartes sleep with one half at a time, so he'd still be awake while sleeping, but otherwise nice. Black Templars are also conditioned to filter out words so maybe psychology wouldn't work either, but either way it's good to see the parallels between chaos and the imperium and why one or the other is better.

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Chapter 22

Marthas opened his eyes still at the edge of his vision he could see him, the heretic sleeping. He was sleeping soundly he wondered how one could sleep soundly when one is a heretic the atrocities they commit and the people they corrupt. How do they live with themselves? Marthas grunted in annoyance he wondered what has occurred to the rest of his brothers. Perhaps others have been captured and tormented such as he.

Yet another dark thought was crossing his mind what if some of his brothers actually relented and joined the heretics? As Marthas was thinking he saw something drop on his chest it slithered, Marthas edged his head forward slightly to look it was a snake. A snake with white skin and it bore pink and purple stripes.

It slithered slowly up his body it's black tongue flicking in and out, Marthas looked at it's black eyes Marthas tried to move slightly to shake it off yet the bonds holding him down were too tight. Marthas tried to relax it's only a snake and the poison of one can't harm an astartes all it could do was bite which is a minor annoyance.

Yet the snake kept moving slowly towards his neck, Marthas tried to shift again yet the snake stuck to him like glue. It eventually crawled to his jugular it slowly opened its fangs and bit. In that instant Marthas felt pure agony it felt like he was being crushed he could not breathe he thrashed in the bonds. He could feel another snake dropping on his body it was moving downwards towards his leg then he felt another bite and in that moment it felt like his leg was being squished a force pushing downwards. More snakes came pouring down. In a rare occurrence Marthas screamed he tried to thrash in his bonds nothing worked the pressure kept increasing as more snakes bit into him.

Images flashed in his mind he saw his old Marshal facing the black legion instead of being killed by the chaos lord he was crushed by a giant wall. Each of his brothers he served with before becoming a Marshal were being crushed again and again he saw humans who looked like nobles laughing. Each time a brother was crushed another broken or crude stone was added to the wall. The wall kept moving to each of his brothers crushing them in turn. Another flash he was back in the white room snakes were still pouring from the ceiling he looked to the sleeping heretic. Marthas shouted "Wake up! Wake up damn you!" each time he shouted he felt the weight on his body increasing the agony the pain was far worse than the torture committed by the witch.

Yet the heretic, he was sound asleep ignoring what was going on around him it seemed the snakes were ignoring him completely. Marthas was breathing heavily another feeling was creeping into his heart. He was not sure what it was he wanted it to stop he slammed his head on the table, yet all it did was make the weight worse.

Another flash consumed his vision he saw the PDF of Cortva being crushed by the wall saluting with smiles on their faces the wall crushed them without mercy. The wall had small pebbles crumbling from it, the wall was slick with blood and gore. The wall also had cracks yet more poor bricks were being added with each person it crushed and still he saw noble humans laughing. He shouted "What's so funny about this! Is this a joke!?" He then saw Cannoness Valir on her knees praying looking up crying the wall crushed her without mercy.
Marthas now at the last battle of Cortva his crusade fighting against the third the same wall was coming towards him he looked at himself he was in his black armour, along with his sword and shield. He shouted to his brothers to everyone "Fall back! Everyone Retreat!" his brothers looked back at him confused one of his sword brethren walked up to him "Marshal are you well? We are ready to do what is required of us." Marthas watched the bloody wall approaching yet it seemed none noticed it.

The wall began crushing everyone smashing people into paste as before with each death it grew larger and larger. Some screamed for the emperor and they were crushed added to the wall without it stopping for a moment. It eventually reached Marthas he looked at it the wall it slowly stopped in front of him. It was unmoving he shouted "What do you want from me!? Why are you killing them!? Why!" the wall slowly rose and all he saw was a black shadow coming to crush him.

Then he was in the white room thrashing he was sweating he screamed "Asriel wake up! Wake up!" He stopped the weight was gone, no snakes and no walls. He turned his head he saw the heretic was up standing at his side clearly concerned.

Marthas was panting he spoke slowly "Where are the snakes?" Asriel scratched the back of his head "I don't see any snakes you were thrashing constantly calling out to me. Are you okay?" Marthas shouted spittle leaving his lips "What curse have you put on me! Heathen! Heretic!" Marthas could see Asriel was confused "I don't understand? Also I can't do curses."

Asriel grabbed a cloth and wiped the sweat off Marthas brow "To me it sounded like you were having a bad dream. What was it about?" Marthas glowered "Don't touch me! Don't touch me flith!" Marthas hated the look the heretic was giving him that clear pure concern in his eyes. Marthas hated it why did he see such innocence and concern there? He was a heretic. Nothing more.

Marthas roughly turned his head away "Leave me be. Just.. leave me." Asriel frowned he placed the cloth of the table. He picked up the chair from the wall, he unfolded it and sat down he began reading the contents of his Journal thinking. As he was reading he heard Meliva speaking "Just a little bit more, push just a bit more little serpent." Asriel sighed and closed his book he stood up straight.

He walked over to Marthas "So you won't tell me what your dream was about. All I caught was you shouting and asking what they found so funny." Marthas was silent his head still turned, Asriel shrugged "I will talk more about myself then."
Asriel moved the chair to the side of the operating table, Marthas was still looking away. Asriel smiled "You see on my planet we have numbers instead of names, well many people in the undercity did. I never understood the reason why they decided such a thing the false me the imperuim forced upon me and forced upon my parents is 1024. I was just a number to be used and replaced." Asriel gave a sad laugh "Honestly I think I have already been replaced, there is most likely a new person in my apartment doing my old job. Having no idea of what's beyond. Of what it's like to see the sky, the stars or even eat actual good food. Honestly when I was taken I thought I was going to be saved by "heroes" or saved by a space marine."

Asriel looked at Marthas he could see he was now looking at him, Asriel continued "I kept believing I would be saved of course I soon learned that would not be the case. I would be killed if an imperial ever saw me again. I wondered why? What did I do? I despaired everyone I knew was leaving me behind even people I hated. Yet the odds? Was it divine providence or coincidence? I met someone who sees me as a person he gave me a name. A reason. A need he reminds me.. of.." Asriel voice trailed away.

He could see Marthas was listening somewhat, Asriel then asked a question "If you came across us after a day of me being taken. Would you kill me Marthas? Or save me?" Marthas was silent after a moment he spoke yet Asriel could see there was a small amount of hesitation there "I would.... kill you." Asriel blinked he responded "Why?" Marthas was thinking "Since you might be corrupted, it is also required of me." Asriel frowned "Yet how do you know if someone is corrupted or not? Also what is corruption in your eyes? Also who told you it's required of you?" Asriel could see Marthas was thinking "Corruption is shown on the flesh. In the mind and soul." Asriel smiled "So you see me as corrupted then?" Asriel watched Marthas he was looking at him staring at him he turned his head away again "Leave me." Asriel nodded "I see you don't want to talk, I do honestly think it would be nice if you joined us."

Asriel stayed in the room for a few days, cleaning Marthas, keeping the room tidy and writing in his journal. Yet Asriel did feel it was quite odd that Meliva has not spoken or reacted much since his stay here. In the moments Marthas decided to speak they debated yet each time Asriel went to bed after a few hours he would wake up to Marthas screaming. He screamed of walls, snakes, his brothers being crushed by laughing onlookers. Each time he could see Marthas seemed more tired or worn out at times it's clear that Marthas has not even gotten a moment of rest.

Asriel wanted to help to understand but he refuses to speak of them until one day. Asriel was sweeping humming as he did so Marthas was on the operating table silent. Marthas said "Asriel." Asriel shot up he went over to the operating table Asriel smiled "That's the second time you called me by my name. Well the last time I heard it..." Marthas shook his head "Just listen." Asriel nodded, as he said this Asriel felt the need to open his journal. Asriel also got his pen ready.

Marthas sighed "These dreams or even visions of walls, snakes and of nobles laughing with each death. What are they? What do I do? I watch as my brothers are crushed by a crude and disgusting wall. I watch as the PDF of Cortva are crushed with smiles on their faces unknowing of what is about to happen. I watch has Cannoness Valir is crushed on her knee's praying. I scream I shout I try to get my brothers to move yet... nothing. They are crushed, the wall stops before me and yet it rises slowly crushing me and then I awake. What do I do? Even now I feel a great weight or pressure upon me" Asriel wrote down what Marthas just said he tapped his pen on his chin thinking.

Asriel said after a minute of thinking "Honestly... Why don't you fight back? Why don't you attack the wall?" Marthas clenched his eyes closed "It kills everyone and crushes everything in its path!" Asriel walked forward and looked at Marthas he looked right into his eyes "Does it matter? If anyone or anything tried to harm my master. I would do anything in my power to stop it. I would not stand idle for a second. Not even for a moment. I would not care if my eye is gouged out. I would not care if I was tormented by neverborn or in your eyes daemons. I would try to prevent any harm coming to him." Asriel could see Marthas was surprised almost shocked.

He turned his head away "I see." Asriel could see Marthas was done talking he stretched and yawned he walked to his sleeping bag. He slowly crawled into the sleeping bag and closed his eyes trying to go to sleep.

After a few minutes Marthas looked to Asriel again he wondered when did he stop calling him heretic? When he looked at him in that moment and he talked of his master he tried to look for it. Any sign of deception or trickery there was none there. Not even an ounce of an ulterior motive. He said those final words in his mind, these words would shame him in the eyes of his brothers. He was an oddity. A strange enigma Marthas looked up to the ceiling and watched as the snakes started to fall again.

He was used to this by now and then came images or visions of the wall, crushing his brothers and the PDF at the last battle. Marthas gripped his sword and shield he began walking forward one of his sword brethren held his shoulder pad. Marthas turned to him "Why are you stopping me?" His sword brethren replied clearly confused "You said we are not meant to move from this position. Is something wrong Marshal? You seem unwell?" Marthas looked forward as the wall was making its way across the battlefield crushing everyone. Marthas shouted so everyone can hear "I am going to charge forward! Out of my way!" Suddenly all his brothers began protesting it would be suicide they should wait for the enemy, don't go into the unknown. Finally his sword brethren asked "What is wrong with you Marshal?

Marthas ignored him he rushed down the battlefield charging forward, shield and sword raised he ignored the laughter of the human nobles he kept running forward towards the crumbling wall. When the wall crushed a smiling saluting PDF soldier the wall finally stopped in front of him. It was un-moving, Marthas drew his sword up for a slash he slashed the wall giving it a great gash. Yet his power sword shattered with the blow he then rushed forward with his shield.

Smashing into the wall it suddenly began pushing back with a sort of anger or cold rage. He began punching the wall again and again using all his might to hold it back. The wall rumbled and it came with a cold hard voice "Why do you stop me? Do your duty and let me pass you cannot hold me back." Marthas shouted at it "Shut up! I won't let you!" The wall ignored his protest and began pushing forward Marthas was being pushed back. Marthas put more strength in he grit his teeth he kept smashing the wall with his shield until it was reduced to a small ruin.

Marthas screamed he put his back to the wall trying to hold it back he looked to the PDF they were saluting waiting for it. His brothers oblivious or uncaring of what was about to occur. He shouted at them "What are you doing! Help me! It's going to kill you!" The PDF ignored him one of his sword Brethren called out "Marshal what are you doing? We need to get back into position!" Marthas grit his teeth while holding back the wall he heard a hiss he looked down he saw the white snake with purple and pink stripes.

Marthas laughed "Salt on the wound? Have you come to torment me as well? To bring my damnation?" the snake hissed "I will help you." Marthas blinked surprised "I can do it myself." The snake began moving slowly forward "This foundation or wall crushes millions every day, you need help to tear it down. I can feel your need to do it your joy at tearing it down. Your resolve to do it. You are a crusader are you not? This thing causes you suffering you just needed help to realize it." Marthas looked at the snake then back to the wall pushing him forward "What if I refuse?" The snake tongue flicked out "Then you will be crushed with the rest and I will leave. This will keep occurring until your mind lies broken and then your new friend would be filled with sadness."

Marthas watched the snake in silence it was about to turn away until Marthas shouted "Wait! Just wait." The snake turned towards him again "Your answer?" Marthas gave a sad laugh "I can't stop thinking these thoughts or those debates me and Asriel had. I deny but deep down I know he is right or even agree with him at times. I know what my brothers would say or do and at this point I have found my new place. I am damned" Marthas watched as the snake gave an unnatural grin "Your answer?" Marthas nodded "I accept your help "snake"."

The grin on the snake grew wide it moved with a higher speed it then crawled up his armour eventually reaching his face. Marthas looked at the snake it smiled and said "I now have a wonderful crusader." The snake in a fast movement bit Marthas face. Marthas felt the sting and what could possibly it's venom entering his system. The pressure was being lifted from his body he felt stronger he turned to the wall and gave it a punch. His fist went right through it. He kept punching it again and again filling it with holes.

The bloody bricks shattering with each blow he raged he kept smashing with wanton abandon. Until all that was left was small rocks on the ground. Marthas finally turned around to look at the PDF and his brothers. They all had their guns trained on him, Marthas looked with sadness he tried to get out a mear word "Br-" until he was shredded by las-fire and bolter rounds.

Marthas was now in the white room again he saw Asriel cleaning like always he was humming. Marthas called out to him "Asriel I wish to speak with you." As he said this he turned towards him smiling, Marthas watched his face again perhaps it was a trick he waited for him to approach. He walked to the side of the operating table he could see he was happy but confused. Asriel said "What's wrong?" Marthas looked at him he can't see it still. Why? Who is he? Marthas gave a slight laugh, Asriel responded to the laughter confused "What's so funny?"

Marthas spoke he felt joyful "Nothing it's nothing. I want to ask you something." Asriel blinked "What is it?" Marthas sighed "I want you to release me." As he said this he could see Asriel was beaming with pure happiness it was strange to him in the end perhaps he was not lying? Or trying to trick him? Asriel smiled again "So this means?" Marthas gave a simple nod.

Asriel quickly undid the bindings, he watched Marthas sit up Asriel watched as Marthas wiped his face with both hands. Asriel went over to the table and bought Marthas the black robes. Asriel watched as Marthas took the robes slowly, Asriel nodded "Well I think we should go see my lord first!" Asriel could see Marthas looked puzzled and sad Asriel looked at Marthas "Are you alright Marthas?" At that response Marthas looked at him still searching for it "I am fine. Just fine Asriel."

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Just as like a point, I think astartes sleep with one half at a time, so he'd still be awake while sleeping, but otherwise nice. Black Templars are also conditioned to filter out words so maybe psychology wouldn't work either, but either way it's good to see the parallels between chaos and the imperium and why one or the other is better.


Yeah I read up about sleep from what I understood there seems to be some contention that Astartes only shutting one half down is enough. Also doing it all the time is actually bad for them and they do indeed need sleep since in some stories they do sleep they just do it rarely. Plus it's mainly after a month of slaaneshi torture was my thinking hence why I did it. I mean he is pretty pro standing up to all of that without barely screaming a word for a whole month. In my mind black templars are just too tough and strong mentally to break under something like that. I don't think black templars get prepared for an "innocent" young man debating with them without them caving in or slashing off their head, torture? Can easily be dealt with I think.

Never heard of black templars or space marines filtering out words. I just thought that space marines don't exactly question due to the psycho-indoctrination(Hence there are many points where he does not argue and simply tells him to shut up but the words still go into his head). Still what I am trying to do is that Asriel is a bloody enigma to him in a sense and Marthas is forced to confront certain things due to being bound. I mean if he was not he would most likely wring Asriel's neck instantly just by uttering certain words and the whole month of torture does wear on someone. In his eyes the very fact he thought those thoughts or even agreed with the heretic a little in his mind he was damned that's it. It is very black and white to him. He did the unspeakable. Hence why in this new chapter he was constantly searching Asriel for any tricks or lies on his part in his head heretics are cowards,liars and foul traitors who sold their souls for power nothing else. Even in the end he was still searching for it and if he found it well let's just say Asriel would be kinda dead.

Like in that story of the badass sliver knight who got all the way to slaanesh palace turning away all the vices and sin and what get's him? Slaanesh appearing innocent.

Plus I kinda need to replace Ivan since I brutally killed him.

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Yeah idk but it's true that debate is something space marines are not prepared to do. Haha that debate was very fun to read. Nice chapter!

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Yeah idk but it's true that debate is something space marines are not prepared to do. Haha that debate was very fun to read. Nice chapter!


Thank you, glad you liked it I really did enjoy writing about the wall crushing people and its representation I felt going the torture route would be too predictable I mean I kinda did it like twice already and as I said black Templars can steel themselves for that kind of thing. One other thing I wanted to bring up was that both sides are kinda bad and it's about extremes at the end of the day Asriel was lucky to land with that warband that corrupts the hell out of people instead of the you know being a bog standard third warband.
   
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Chapter 23
Asriel walked with Marthas in silence he wondered what he was thinking at various points he noticed that he was staring at him. He stared for almost minutes at a time as they walked. Asriel wondered what he was looking for "So Marthas what's the matter? I have noticed you keep starting at me." Marthas stared at Asriel for a few more seconds before responding "It's nothing I was just looking for something." Asriel responded confused "I see." They continued walking for a few more minutes, Asriel looked forward they reached familiar doors. The light flicked to green, Asriel could still see Marthas was looking at him confused Asriel turned to him and smiled "Shall we go in?"

Asriel was now in the chambers of his lord with Marthas he could see he was clearly uncomfortable, Asriel looked to Adelram he was sitting at his desk fiddling with a small purple orb it was small enough to fit in his fingers. It had a unnatural glow, it seemed he was ignoring them focusing on the small crystal until in a few moments the crystal sparked and crumbled into dust. Asriel watched his master sigh in annoyance he finally looked up.

Asriel nodded "I bought Marthas here my lord." Adelram looked at Marthas as he spoke Asriel could tell he was quite happy "I see, so what finally made you decide to join us? I am quite surprised considering what I did to you in the the last month." Marthas narrowed his eyes "To become a heretic? Your torture was nothing, you should blame your servant he speaks too much and is too..." Adelram chuckled " "Innocent?" But that's a part of his charm he was partly the cause of my damnation also." As Adelram said this Asriel frowned slightly and looked down "I am.. Sorry." Adelram shrugged and shook his head "See what I mean Marthas?"

Adelram leaned back in his chair "So Marthas my new brother are you ready to be a part of the third?" Adelram could see Marthas flinch and clenching his hands when he said that. Marthas took a breath "I wish to see the face of the one I will be sharing damnation with." Adelram sat forward again "Very well." Adelram slowly removed his helmet it made a small whistle sound as he removed it. He then placed his helmet on his desk he looked at Marthas to Adelram he looked a little surprised.

Marthas blinked rapidly he placed his hand to his chin "you are in charge of this host I thought you would look more..." Adelram finished his statement "Corrupted? Mutated? Such things also appear on the soul Marthas. For example when I look at you with my witch sight your soul is now slowly getting a pink colouration when before it was white." Marthas sighed "Damnation is a one way street." Adelram nodded "Indeed it is and that comes with changes to the body and soul. You see what I have learned so far is that the dark prince carves our sins, virtues and needs on our bodies and souls." Adelram then placed his hands together and placed his elbows on the table he leaned forward and placed his chin on the top of his hands "I wonder what you will look like or how the dark prince will twist you since he now has his claws on you." Asriel watched the conversation taking place he looked to his hands his and gazed at his shining black nails thinking they carve our sins, virtues and needs on our bodies? Asriel thought to himself he looked up to Adelram. Asriel said "So like my eyes then? They were brown before but since that time... I noticed my vision is a lot better I can follow things even if they are moving quickly."

Adelram made a small nod in his direction "Correct, just like how Sebastian can now feel things more greatly due to the dark prince blessing his skin. Or Jedrick the dark prince twisting his features and general aura and smell to make him more appealing as a leader of war." Marthas furrowed his brows "What of you then?" Adelram sat straight and shrugged "I don't know honestly perhaps the dark prince has not decided to change me yet."

Marthas stepped forward clearly serious "Now Adelram what of my brothers?" Adelram folded his arms "Dead killed quickly, I ordered it I believed if I let them live or made moves to corrupt them you would not join me easily." Marthas nodded "You are correct to think so. Now where is my wargear?" Adelram smiled "It has been placed in your new chambers." Marthas nodded as he did so Adelram looked to the desk he pressed the button and the doors of his chambers opened.

Asriel looked to the door it was Isira she walked into the room and bowed "It is ready my lord." Adelram nodded "Good." He rose from his table and walked to Asriel "Asriel your datapad? I will give you directions to Marthas room and you will give him a tour of the ship." Asriel nodded "Very well my lord." Asriel looked to Marthas he saw he was glaring at Isira until he coughed slightly to bring him back to attention. Marthas looked at him and nodded they left the chambers without a word.

Adelram walked back to his desk and placed his helmet back on he turned his head slight in Isira's direction "No words? I am surprised." Isira gave a gentle smile "Why? Asriel did fine work nothing else." Adelram turned towards her "Very well then let us be off." Adelram and Isira left his chambers they walked through the corridors in silence until they reached a set of doors, Isira inputted numbers on the panel and the doors slid open.

As they walked in there was a large bath pool in the centre of the room and several acolytes stood ready. Adelram nodded and walked forward and raised his arms the acolytes moved swiftly removing his armour. Adelram watched Isira prepare the bath, his acolytes carefully removed his force sword from his waist and slowly removed his robe they removed each piece of his power armour carefully.

As the bath filled and eventually he was fully stripped of his armour he walked forward and slowly got in. He wondered how long has it been since he had one? Also it's best to enjoy each one since eventually he may not be able to remove his armour anymore. He watched his robed acolytes placing his armour on a stand and when they were done they bowed and left the room.

He watched Isira walk into the other room, she bought a glass and a bottle of wine. She poured it carefully Adelram raised his eyebrow "You still have no words?" Isira finished pouring the wine into the glass and smiled "If you want my thoughts as I said before Asriel did good work I wondered how he broke him." Isira then handed Adelram the glass she then placed the bottle on a table. Adelram drank it slowly he placed the glass on the side and stretched "I don't think he did."

Adelram could see Isira was not giving away a hint of her thoughts he could read her mind but he knows he would not feel or know what she is truly thinking. She responded while sounding slightly surprised "Well he did not break after a whole month of your attentions to him. How sure are you that he embraced slaanesh?" Adelram slowly blinked "He has I saw his soul slowly changing but I wonder for what reason he did so. When I left to search for a certain book I returned to see him slightly agitated and his mind slipped just for a moment. I guessed Asriel did something and I trusted him to handle it." Adelram drank another mouthful of wine he then gestured to Isira "Why don't you sit down and drink?"

As Adelram said this Isira went to the other room and came out with another wine glass she walked over to Adelram she lifted her gown slightly and sat slowly on the edge of the bath pool letting her pale feet dip into the water. As she did this Adelram could see all the intricate runes of power, prayers and devotions to the dark prince all across her leg.

She poured herself some wine and took a sip, Adelram watched her drink a small amount he then looked at Isira "So, what are you exactly? What is your aim?" Adelram watched Isira take another sip her face is completely neutral "What do you think I am? Also I have no objective I am your humble servant in all things that's all I am and all I want." Adelram narrowed his eyes "A servant that is 300 years old or perhaps even older than that. Considering you are a mere human how much favour do you carry with the dark prince?" Isira smiled "I guess Asriel would go wagging his tongue to you I should of expected that. On the Dark prince? I bear his mark there are others on this ship who are far higher than me in his eyes." Adelram drained the contents of his glass and poured himself another glass as he was doing so he said "I very much doubt that, considering none of the Astartes and humans on the ship are immortal. I only know of one person who is immortal in the third and he is quite high in the eye of the dark prince and.. arrogant to say the least."

Isira gave a slight shrug "Why do you keep doubting me? I serve you faithfully just like your favorite when I can betray you I choose not to." Adelram placed the bottle down and shook his head "Unlike you he is quite a straightforward person even if his innocence is twisted. I shall repeat my question what are you after?" He watched Isira play with her amulet she then looked at him Adelram just for a fraction of a second thought he saw sadness in her eyes she spoke breaking his thoughts "I will give you a hint I want what Asriel wants love, a different kind of course but that's all I desire." Adelram furrowed his brows "That can't be the reason that seems..." Isira interjected "Small? For someone like me? My lord don't underestimate what love can drive a person to do." Adelram fell silent and sipped his wine glass as he did so he heard a banging on the door.

Isira sighed "I shall see who it is." She sat up and walked barefoot to the door she opened it and it was Agoston Adelram could see he was sweating. Isira looked at him annoyed "You should know better." Agoston sneered at Isira he then turned to Adelram and bowed "Apologies my lord for the interruption but I have a message." Isira folded her arms "This message could not wait?" Agoston wiped some sweat of his brow "No, it killed the Astropath who received it when it was finally recorded, he bled from each orifice, pox lined his body and then he vomited pink ichor and finally he was consumed in blue fire. Considering who the message is from I came right away."

Adelram creased his brow with his hands "Hand me the message Agoston." Agoston bowed and walked over and handed the piece of paper to Adelram. Isira watched as he was reading he began drinking the wine directly from the bottle and as he continued he drank even more. Adelram turned to Isira "Get me another." Isira nodded and went to the other room she came out and handed Adelram another bottle. Isira watched as he reached the end of the message he opened the second bottle and backed all its contents.

He turned to Isira and Agoston "Get Jedrick, Sebastian, Marthas and Silas. Tell them to come to my chambers." Isira wondered what had him so flustered it was rare to see him like this "My lord what is the matter?" Adelram rose from the bath and gripped the message tightly "We are going to see the Warmaster."

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This does not look good for Adelram. Why would whoever the war master is want to see him? Oh BTW is it Abaddon or some other "Warmaster"?

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This does not look good for Adelram. Why would whoever the war master is want to see him? Oh BTW is it Abaddon or some other "Warmaster"?


It's Abbadon. Adelram is most likely drinking several bottles of wine right now.
   
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Chapter 24

Asriel walked with Marthas and gave him a tour of the ship he showed him the deck, bridge and even the bar. Asriel felt cheerful he liked Marthas as much as he liked Jedrick eventually they reached the chambers Adelram provided for him. As they walked in the room was rather plain with a large double bed at the end of the room. At the right of the room on a stand was Marthas armour and weapons.

Asriel could see it has been repaired, Asriel watched Marthas walk up to his Armour he touched the shoulder pad bearing the cross the symbol of the black templars. He began tearing off each purity seal and handed each to Asriel. Every scroll bearing vows or icon was removed from his armour until finally he tore off the robe he folded it up and handed it to Asriel.

Asriel blinked as he was doing it "So what do you want me to do with the things you are giving me?" Marthas responded his voice flat "Burn it. I have no right to wear them." Asriel nodded he watched Marthas slowly putting on his armour without aid. Interlocking each piece until he was fully in his black power armour. Asriel watched as Marthas inspected his weapons making a few quick slashes he then sheathed his blade.

He attached his shield to his left arm and nodded. As he did this Asriel heard a knock at the door he looked to Marthas "I can't exactly get the door my hands are full." Marthas slowly walked over to the door and pressed the button the door opened, Isira came walking into the room.

She stared Marthas "Lord Adelram wishes to see you Marthas in his chamber." Asriel raised his eyebrow "Did something happen?" Isira looked to Asriel and nodded "You come as well, our lord has summoned you as well." Marthas shook his head "Asriel just place my things on the bed I will incinerate them myself later." Asriel nodded and placed everything on his bed, Isira briskly turned away and left the room.

Marthas followed after, Asriel wondered what was happening he could tell that Isira was flustered he shrugged and left the room. Asriel and Marthas walked with Isira to Adelram's chambers they reached the doors and it slid open as they approached. As they went in Asriel noted that Jedrick, Sebastian and Silas were also there.

Adelram was standing leaning back on his desk, Asriel also saw that there were several empty wine bottles on the table, Adelram's helmet was sitting next to it. Jedrick sighed "So what does he want with us? Also why is Marius not here?" Adelram creased his brow "I don't know Jedrick the letter did not detail why he wanted to see us and Marius? He only comes out of his abode if there is war in the air." Sebastian scratched his chin "We could ignore the message." Silas shook his head "that is suicide you should know that."

Jedrick sighed in annoyance "Either way if we go see him he may kill us and if we ignore the message he will definitely kill us." Marthas walked forward "What is going on?" Adelram chuckled "Ah I am just telling my brothers how the warmaster himself wants to see us." Marthas removed his helmet and narrowed his eyes "Really?" Adelram nodded "Really, his note gave coordinates to a black legion space station in the eye of terror." Marthas smiled "Perhaps I may get a chance to kill him." Sebastian blinked and then laughed it was a very hard laugh "It is your funeral if you attempt such a thing." Adelram sighed "Enough, we are going to see him. We have no choice in the matter." Silas shrugged "I will go get my raptors ready just in case." Adelram nodded in Silas direction "Good, Jedrick you get your people ready as well."

Asriel furrowed his brow slightly "Er, my lord who exactly is the warmaster?" As Asriel said this the room went silent everyone stared at him. Even Isira was starting he looked around "Did I say something bad or wrong?" Asriel watched Jedrick place his hand on his face shaking his head "Adelram you haven't even told him about the warmaster?" Adelram shrugged "We are just one warband not a large one, would you expect getting a message from Abbadon the Despoiler?" Jedrick shook his head again "True."

Adelram looked to Asriel "The warmaster.. his name is Abbadon the Despoiler he leads the Black Legion he is favoured by all 4 powers and he has legionnaires from all the legions. Even the third." Asriel noticed that Adelram curled his lip in disgust when he mentioned the third being members of the black legion. Asriel scratched the back of his head "So he is someone very important." Silas sighed "He is important he leads the black crusades uniting the legions and directing them to the imperium."

Asriel nodded "So what's a black crusade?" As he said this there was a collective sigh in the room. Adelram shook his head "For now Asriel don't worry about it. I will explain later anyway as been said before I want everyone to prepare. I will go get the captain and Elizabeth ready."

Everyone nodded and left the room as Asriel was about to walk out Adelram spoke "wait Asriel you will come with me." Asriel turned around "Yes my lord." Adelram then walked out of the room Asriel followed. Asriel recognized the path it was leading towards the top of the ship the garden tended to by his master.

They went up the long stairs and past the first door. When they reached the second that requires a passphrase Adelram simply waved his hand it was glowing purple and the doors opened. Adelram walked forward and looked around "They must be in the garden. Come Asriel." They walked forward and entered the garden, Asriel saw an old man with a cane sitting at a table with Elizabeth drinking and eating beverages there was a large empty chair at the table. He recognized another person Lily putting more snacks on the table.
As Adelram approached Asriel could see there was clear surprise on Elizabeth's face "Adelram is something wrong?" Adelram walked over to the table and sat down on the large chair. Adelram removed his helmet and placed it on the table as he did so the old man spoke "He removed his helmet dear Elizabeth of course there is something wrong." As he said this he gave a heavy cough.

Asriel looked at the old man he wore a purple jacket over his shoulders, it was lined with medals and other icons of achievements. He was also wearing a white t-shirt and black trousers. Adelram turned his head to Lily "Can you please get Asriel a seat?" Lily nodded "Aye!" She left the garden.

The old man tapped his cane on the ground "So what has you so rattled Adelram?" Adelram leaned back into the chair "Abbadon wishes to see us." Elizabeth raised her eyebrow "I see this might be quite interesting actually." Adelram shook his head "We might end up dead. Anyway I came to tell you to get ready. Are you well enough to handle work Captain?" The person referred to as captain laughed "Always! I can't let my old bones and age keep me from my work. I will guide the Dominion of the phoenix to where you need it to go." As he said this lily came back with a chair and placed it at the table she smiled and gestured for Asriel to sit.

Asriel sat down and nodded in thanks "Thank you very much." Lily smiled "No problem." As this happened the captain turned towards him "Your name is Asriel? That's a good name actually." The captain leaned his cane on the table and began touching Asriel hand moving up the arm "Good muscles as well. How about you an-" Adelram interjected "No." The captain shook his head "I Wa-" Adelram interrupted again "No also he is possessed." The old captain grabbed his cane and leaned back in the chair and sighed "I see oh well then."
Asriel was confused "Are you okay captain?" The captain shook his head "I am fine boy, just fine simply disappointed." Asriel furrowed his brows "About wh-" Adelram interrupted Asriel "It's nothing. Don't worry about it Asriel." Elizabeth gave a curt laugh "What's the matter Adelram he looks like a strong young man you might be able to so something about the daemon issue. Captain has been moping all day about finding a hu-" Adelram released a heavy sigh "Enough, he can find one later."

The Captain sighed and rose from the table with the aid of his cane he looked to Lily "Can you help me to the bridge?" Lily nodded she wrapped her arm around his and helped him walk out of the garden. Asriel watched them leave he also saw Elizabeth getting up from her chair she gave a curtsy "I shall go to my throne and prepare." Elizabeth also left the room until it was only Asriel and Adelram within the room.

Adelram creased his brow "I have bought you here for another reason Asriel. Seeing that we might die soon I decided to do this." Asriel responded confused "Decided what?" Adelram smiled "Well to tell you my history of course. I thought you wanted to know why I do what I do?" Asriel's eyes went wide and in silence he placed his Journal on the table and opened a fresh page "I do want to know Adelram." Adelram smiled "Always so excited when it's something new."

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Chapter 25

He stood in formation with the 11th company the fires still burned around them the system refused compliance, they stood on the capital world of the system. When the emperor's children first made contact they sent a message that they will only bow to ones who could defeat them in battle and declared war. He watched the ruler on the world standing unbowed in front of his primarch. He then looked at Eidolon standing next to the primarch he was their Lord commander and his captain stood at the front of the formation along with the Lieutenant of their company.

Still It vexed him greatly who did the human think he was? How dare he? He gripped his bolter tightly Sergeant Damian tapped him on the shoulder plate lightly he spoke in the private vox link "Calm down Adelram you are shifting too much keep in formation while the ruler surrenders." Adelram breathed out to calm himself "Apologies Sergeant it will not happen again."

Adelram turned his attention to the human again he bent the knee before Fulgrim "You have best us in space and land we bow to your superiority our lives are yours." Adelram watched his primarch Fulgrim also known as the Phoenician smile "You should of surrendered from the start more of your people would of lived to see the glory of imperium." The ruler dipped his head lower "We did see glory the strategy employed by your warriors and within space we thought that we had the mandate to rule but it seems we were wrong. We believed to constantly test ourselves against stronger adversaries if not we would stagnate."

Fulgrim swept his white hair back he walked forward and lifted the ruler to his feet with ease brushing him down "Enough bowing, you now see the glory of the emperor and the imperium do you formally surrender your system?" The ruler clenched his eyes closed "Yes we do." Fulgrim dusted his hands "Good. Your people will be employed on some of our ships." The rulers eyes went wide "We are not worthy of such a offer." Fulgrim smiled again "Don't be that way some of the tactics you employed did impress me I wish to use them to improve my legion. Gather your best ship captains that are still alive and send them to me."

Fulgrim turned towards Lord commander Eidolon "We are moving to the next planet." Eidolon nodded "Yes my lord." Fulgrim then walked forward towards Adelram's captain "Augustus, you also did well we took minimal losses." Augustus walked forward "Thank you my lord, I will endeavor to reduce it even further." Fulgrim smiled "Ever the overachiever still to think that way does you credit. I wish to look over your company." Augustus gave a slight bow and stepped aside, Fulgrim stood at the end of the line and walked downwards nodding to certain Astartes or giving them a look. Or even saying their name or even a few words.

Fulgrim reached Damian and stopped "I heard your squad did well good work." Damian nodded "Thank you Primarch." Adelram looked at his Primarch his aquiline features and mane of white hair. The Primarch Fulgrim always sought to improve, to perfect the art of war to prove why the emperor's children were given the Palatine Aquila by the emperor. Adelram thought of the disaster that at times is whispered by the legion something afflicted the legion in the past. Crippling them but Fulgrim rose above it earning the name Phoenician. He was recruited after the event he has only been with the legion for a few years.

Fulgrim finally turned away and began walking again Adelram's mind raced what should he say or do? How should he react? It would be the first time of him having close contact with Fulgrim he always saw him from afar. He watched his Primarch walk yet he just kept walking right past him. Adelram's shoulders slackened somewhat he felt deflated.

He kept going down the line sharing a few words or giving a nod. Adelram wanted to turn his head but he could not break formation. Adelram looked up to see ships of the Administratum heading to various important government facilities most likely to handle the handover and the government change along with implementing the tithe.

The ruler of the system was eventually taken by one of the ships since he had to formally hand over control to them. Soon the clean up work began of burning the dead and they moved to the next planet.

As Adelram returned to the ship while walking the hall with his squad mates he felt frustrated for some reason it bled out he could not help it Damian grabbed his shoulder pad again "What's the matter Adelram?" Adelram shook his head "Nothing is wrong Sergeant." Damian smiled "The battle is over for now call me Damian. Also you can remove your helmet" Adelram shook his head "I cannot refer you that way Sergeant that would be disrespectful. Also.. when I remove my helmet squad coherency goes down." Damian raised his eyebrow "I can see why our captain has moved you three times to different squads." Adelram turned around "Sergeant I am going to practice at the firing range."

As Adelram was about to walk away a stream of humans came into the hall they were part of the remembrancer order. They surrounded Damian and other Astartes of his squad some wanted to paint them, some wanted to let them know they finished a new piece of music or poem Adelram did not exactly know what to think of them he was strangely not interested in art of music. His brothers were welcoming the remembrancers questions making appointments for whatever activity the remembrancer wants them to take part in.

As this was happening Adelram tried to slip away one woman stopped in front of him she was clearly nervous "I wis- wish to paint you." Adelram shook his head "Unfortunately I am not exactly the looker I would make a poor art piece. My Sergeant would be more interested in that." The woman looked up to him and nodded "Very well." She ran into the crowd trying to reach him.

Adelram kept walking towards the firing range. When he entered the range it was empty right now most likely many of his brothers are caught up with the remembrancers, his primarch accepted a great number of them to accompany them. Yet many of them or their works did not catch his interest like his brothers.

Adelram grabbed a bolter from one of the stands and magazines he walked over to the range and began firing. Something like that was frustrating him perhaps it was by accident? It must be by accident. He kept firing hitting numerous shots dead on target yet as he kept thinking his shot diverted by a few centimeters.

The doors of the firing range opened he heard someone walking towards him he fired the last round from the bolter and turned around. It was Captain Augustus he looked slightly aged with a white beard he was also bald. They had an odd relationship he was there during his recruitment and of course the various complaints by his brothers had him visiting him often or his captain coming to him. Adelram saluted, Augustus shook his head "What are you doing here?" Adelram kept up the salute "Practicing and keeping my skills sharp." Augustus sighed "I know you by now you are frustrated about something again." Adelram shook his head while holding the salute "No captain I am not."

Augustus walked towards him "At ease Adelram." Adelram dropped the salute "Do you need me Captain?" Augustus folded his arms "I hear you are not interested in the rembrancers according to Sergeant Damian. As our Primarch said developing an Artistic sense is just as important as training in war." Adelram turned his head slightly away "I can't help it, they don't interest me at times I find them perplexing." Augustus creased his brow "Or perhaps you just have not found something yet and have you voice modulated your helmet?" Adelram nodded "Indeed I have I have noticed since I have done so squad coherency has gone up by ten percent." Augustus sighed "You also are still wearing your helmet almost every waking second aren't you?" Adelram nodded again "Yes captain, my brothers no longer give me odd looks anymore and I feel more relaxed. Helping with squad chorency." Augustus rubbed the back of his neck almost like he was tired "You have only been with us for a few years I was even part of your recruitment and I already moved you to three different squads. Perhaps.." Augustus stroked his chin thinking "Adelram? I order you to find a medium you enjoy."

Adelram cast his gaze down slightly and looked up "Very well captain it shall be done." Augustus shook his head and left the firing range. Adelram picked up another magazine he placed it in the bolter and began firing more quickly this time his shots were going wider than before.

Adelram breathed out a heavy sigh and left the firing range. He was walking down the hall to his room thinking to himself, finding a medium he enjoys. He was walking thinking for a moment until he felt a thud on his chest and the squealing of a woman. He looked down he saw a woman on the floor wearing a large red robe picking up papers from the floor in a hurry.

As he looked at her she had a large hunchback she almost looked like a tech priest at least upon close inspection Adelram realized she was a normal human. She was also wearing a hood to obscure her face as she was picking up the papers she was panting "No, no I am wasting time!"

Adelram knelt down and picked up a piece of paper he tried to speak to her "Sorry about that, let me help you." The woman ignored him rushing to pick the papers up ignoring him she grabbed one last paper got up and turned away walking away without saying a word. Adelram tried to call out "You left one!" She ignored him again and rushed off down the hall.
Adelram looked at the piece of paper and shrugged. He returned to his room and placed the paper on his desk. He sat down and looked at it, the page number was one. He read the title out loud "The road of suffering. By Moira Siraphas", Adelram then looked at the handwriting it was neat, delicate even.

Adelram began reading the first page it detailed a hero of sorts who has lost much in his life but seeks to push past it. A strange curiosity gripped Adelram he left his room and went to the ships library. He searched for the author Moira Siraphas the library had several books done by her even a few handwritten copies.

He thought to claim the books since Astartes can take anything from the library as they wish. He thought of his captain's order he nodded and took a stack of the books out of the library. He returned to his room and began reading them. Various stories of people dealing with suffering and it effects those around them. Some fall to depravity, some rise above it and some cannot deal with it all.

The words gripped him and the hand written copies had that same neat and delicate writing. When reading the story it was like the utmost care was taken in conveying it. He thought of that event on the planet his primarch walking past him. Trying to constantly fit in and not working well in squads.

He closed one of the books he took it with him and left his room. He walked to the captain's chambers he stood in front of the double doors and knocked. The doors slid open and Adelram walked in he looked around the room he has been here several times due various squads voicing complaints or requests for him to be moved.

Paintings lined the walls, paintings of old battles and even a portrait of the captain himself. Augustus was sitting at his desk going over battle reports. He looked up "What is it Adelram?" Adelram walked forward and placed the book on his desk "I have completed the order captain." Augustus picked up the book "Moira Siraphas? I see, I never read her works myself but I heard good things about it. I hear that the primarch personally requested her." Augustus placed the book down again. "Knowing you Adelram I assume you are not here just to tell me you completed my order?"

Adelram nodded "Yes, after reading that book I came to realize I am dealing with my situation incorrectly." Augustus raised his eyebrow "Pray tell what have you discovered?" Adelram removed his helmet his voice soft "I have my own personal suffering and how I am dealing with it is causing problems. So I have decided I will train as a apothecary." Augustus blinked "Really? Are you truly serious about this?" Adelram gave another nod "Yes it's clear that I don't exactly work well in squads. Yet I think I have the right mindset to be a apothecary."

Augustus began thinking he looked at Adelram "I can tell you are serious about this, I will talk with Fabius he was looking for new apprentices anyway." Adelram smiled and placed his helmet back on "I will begin studying at once." Augustus held up his hand "I haven't even talked to him yet!" Adelram shook his head "I want this captain." Augustus sighed "It's rare to ever see you excited about something, Very well I will let Fabius know how serious you are about this." Adelram saluted he walked towards the desk picking up the book and left his captain chambers.

While walking he was thinking to scour the archives and ship library on anything medical related. What he heard of Lieutenant Commander Fabius he likes those who apply themselves.

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Chapter 26
Asriel was writing he stopped he looked up to Adelram he was about to speak but a question spawned within his mind "Adelram, you became an apothecary to get your primarch to notice you? Also to reduce the contention you had with your brothers?" Adelram nodded "Indeed, for whatever reason I did not mesh well with them. It was either a complaint of me attempting to override my sergeant due to me voicing that we could improve in a certain area in whatever squad I was placed in or they had problems with my face." Adelram gave a soft laugh "Of course that did not exactly work either. My brothers had to accept that I did good work as an apothecary but my chief want was never realized."

Asriel tapped the pen on his chin "I see. Did your primarch ever notice you?" Adelram sighed "He did not, so I decided to push myself further. I shall continue"

Adelram was working on one of his brothers his master Fabius Chief apothecary and Lieutenant Commander of the legion was watching him carefully. Adelram swiftly removed the shattered bone shards from his brothers organs. The planet they were bringing under compliance had weapons that could easily shatter their armour even crack the bones of Astartes.

Adelram was working non stop to save many members of his company and he did save many those even his master thought would pass due to injury. Adelram removed the last bone shard and drained the excess blood. He then replaced the various fractured bones and stitched him up when the work was done.

Adelram turned to Fabius his master, Fabius gave a small clap "Another one, I do say watching you work is quite impressive. Still you have a long way to go." Adelram nodded "Thank you master." Adelram watched as his brothers breathing began to steady. Adelram then heard a beep, Fabius then looked to his wristband and gave a wry grin "It seems our Primarch has taken to the field, not surprising considering all the injuries inflicted on our Legion. We should make planet fall with the other apothecaries most likely there are several members of our legion bleeding out on the battlefield." Fabius walked out of the operating theater, Adelram looked at his white armour stained red he clenched his hands and murmured to himself "This is not enough. Even with all of this..."

Adelram sighed and followed his master. When he reached the docking bay with Fabius there were human serfs and apothecaries dragging emperor's children on large operating tables bearing the same injuries. Fabius placed his hand on his chin "Curious weapons the humans of this planet bear, guns that shoot needle like projectiles that burrow into the armour and flesh and after a few seconds it explodes within." Of course they are simple humans but the problem arises when the whole army is armed with such weapons.
Adelram watched his brothers and those of other companies being taken to the various operating theater's some companies had to move to other ships due to their theater's being filled up. Adelram looked to Fabius "Can my fellow Apothecaries help them?" Fabius shook his head "No if it was you or me working on them most likely yes. I suspect many of our legion will be dead after this battle is done." Fabius smiled again "I wonder why you drive yourself so hard in your studies the sheer focus you have my student is quite interesting. What caused it? I wonder?" Adelram shook his head "I just wanted to be an Apothecary that's all."

Fabius stroked his chin "I see.. anyway since our Primarch took to the field he has been driving the enemy back. This is where we will part ways I shall be going to a different camp via a different thunderhawk." Adelram nodded "Then I will see you after this battle is done master." Fabius began walking to the thunderhawk and laughed "Be sure not die my student I do dislike waste and considering your raw talent don't do anything stupid."

Adelram watched his master leave he has not been to the battlefield yet due to being stuck on the ship tending to his brothers. Adelram looked to the thunderhawk he was taking and began walking towards it. As he stepped on he saw familiar faces his old squad. Adelram gave a curt nod "sergeant." Damian acknowledged it "Apothecary, I hear you saved many of our brothers within the company." As he said this the Thunderhawk took off, Damian continued speaking "I hear our captain is fighting with the Phoenician along with his honour guard and Lord Commander Eidolon" Adelram responded his voice flat "Of course he is, all the captains fight with our primarch when able."

Damian gave a small shrug "I do wonder why you became an apothecary Adelram." Adelram look directly at Damian "Because I wanted to. I realized my flaws and moved to fix them." Damian cocked his head back slightly "Really? From what I hear you still have no interest in the finer arts. Your flaws are still there brother." Adelram turned away "I know my flaws Damian better than you do. I suffer but I will be stronger for it I will not stop here." Damian was about to speak until the thunderhawk thudded and the bay doors opened to shouts and gun fire.

Damian and his squad stepped out, Adelram did so afterwards he watched Damian and his squad leave the camp. He looked around to the various tents he saw his brothers on tables groaning in pain some were missing limbs. Adelram breathed out and approached the tents. He vowed he would do all he could he began his work saving more of his brothers to the surprise of other apothecaries.

He stabilized several of his brothers and then he heard shouts. A sergeant of one of the squads within the 11th company came into the tent "Apothecary Adelram." Adelram perked up stitching up his brother while doing so, Adelram could see he was slightly panting and various parts of his power armour had large to small holes. The sergeant wiped a small amount of sweat off his brow "It's the lieutenant come quickly please!"

Adelram nodded "Take me to him." As he walked out of the tent he saw Lieutenant Varion being supported by two Astartes he was drenched in blood and there were various holes in his armour. Adelram rushed over to him he looked at him assessing his injuries Adelram swore he was dying he had to operate on him now he looked up to the two Astartes carrying Varion "Take him to an empty tent we don't have time!" The two Astartes nodded they carried him to an empty tent Adelram followed.

The two Astartes then placed Lieutenant Varion on the table, Adelram activated his mechanical saw to quickly remove his armour. His chest and shoulders bore several large holes. Adelram cursed thinking he opened varion up his bones were shattered and organs were ruptured. Adelram began cleaning away the blood, and stemming the bleeding once this was done he began removing the shards piercing Varion's organs and quickly stitching them up as he went along.

At various points Varion's pulse dropped off, at times he came back other times Adelram had to resuscitate him. When Adelram removed the last shard and stitched the last organ. He began cleaning away the excess blood. Varion's pulse was still weak. Yet he was stabilized. Adelram closed him up. Adelram took a breath he felt a tap on his shoulder it was the two Astartes who supported varion his brother said "You did good work Apothecary Adelram, the captain would be pleased."
Adelram looked down at Lieutenant Varion he never talked to him much, honestly he had no idea what he thought of him they rarely spoke." Adelram turned to his brother "I did what I can for now he should be monitored." As adelram said this he heard a shout an astartes outside shouted "Ambush!" Varion reared up slightly Adelram held him down "Don't move Lieutenant you are still injured even if we are Astartes several of your organs were heavily ruptured." Varion cursed "Dam fools followed us!" The two astartes in the tent ran outside.
Varion was breathing heavily "They seek to kill you. They seek to kill the apothecaries here." Adelram blinked rapidly under his helmet "What? Why?" Varion weakly shook his head "They must of figured out the value we placed in you. For the apothecaries are largely keeping us fighting in this conflict." Varion held his chest trying to sit up, Adelram held him down "As I said don't move Lieutenant." Varion grit his teeth "Adelram take my bolter and lead those outside."

Adelram shook his head "What about you? My du-" Varion shook his head "If they ransack this camp it could cripple us." Adelram clinched his fist "Why should I lead?" Varion smiled again "I watched how you apply yourself, the complaints sent to our Captain honestly I think you were right. It was our brothers who could not handle a young fresh Astartes telling them of their faults and failures. Even now you try to purge your personal faults you have been with us for what? 8 years and look at you, a rising star apothecary perhaps even more than that." Adelram looked to Varion's bolter then back to him and nodded "Yes Lieutenant I shall do what you ask."

Adelram grabbed Varion's bolter and several magazines he watched Varion relax somewhat, yet he saw his pulse getting weaker. Adelram was hesitant for a moment until Varion shouted "Go! that's an order!" Adelram left the tent in silence. He saw Astartes and apothecaries from other companies at the entrance they were in discussion.

Adelram walked over bolter ready. He looked at the Astartes and called out "Who are the sergeants here? A astartes walked over, he gave a small Salute "sergeant Silas apothecary." Another astartes walked forward "sergeant Sebastian." Adelram nodded he walked to the entrance he saw a crowd of human soldiers rushing towards them he opened up his vox link to both squads and the apothecaries. Adelram breathed out "Right I want everyone to form a perimeter, I want heavy bolters on the scaffolding giving us support fire." Another thing "I want assist kills, our weapons are deadly but we have to ensure kills due to the enemy weaponry. we cannot let them get past this point. They injured out brothers let's show these fools what it means to refuse the imperium and the emperor's children!"

The humans came rushing forward guns raised Adelram shouted "Fire at will!" Bolter fire was mowing down the human soldiers the emperor's children followed his directive for assist fire "Arms and bellies were blown open preventing the soldiers from firing their guns yet considering the tide of humans some shots were fired." Adelram watched as the needle hit one of sergeant Sebastian's shoulder pads drilling into the armour then a small explosion. Adelram ran over and took a stimulate from his utility belt and injected it into his brother's arm.

Adelram spoke to him "Can you fire with one hand?" Sebastian nodded "Yes apothecary." Adelram turned and began firing into the crowd of soldiers. Sebastian got up and began firing with one arm some of his shots went wide. The humans finally streamed into the camp Adelram shouted another order "Chainswords and close combat weapons! Heavy bolters continue support fire!" In a single motion all the emperor's children drew their chainswords and knives and began hacking away at the humans.

Three soldiers charged towards him holding blades and pistols, Adelram cursed most likely the pistols are similar to their normal guns. One of the soldiers screamed as they charged him "We will not bend the knee! Tyrants! Monsters!" They hacked away at him Adelram easily dodged the strikes since after all they were still human. Two of the soldiers circled around him one shot their pistol at his leg, Adelram felt the needle enter his leg drilling in and then a sharp pain. Another shot his shoulder pad it was like his shoulder was on fire.
Adelram dropped to one knee all three soldiers leveled their pistols at him it was like time was slowing down. He watched their finger move to the trigger, his mouth went dry not yet he said to himself. He could not let it end here not yet. He can't die now. Adelram whispered under his breath "I can't die he ha-" as he said this all three soldiers began bleeding from their eyes and began coughing blood.

Adelram watched this happen he grunted in pain and stood up and in a quick motion he planted a bolter round in each soldier. They collapsed in a shower of gore their chests blown open. Adelram was breathing heavily he watched the Astartes using heavy bolters firing into the crowd of soldiers trying to enter the camp.

Adelram relayed another order "Push forward!" As his brothers finished hacking apart the last soldier in close combat they edged forwards firing bolters. Yet when Adelram looked into the distance he saw a large figure striding forward and then finally sprinting. It was Fulgrim and the captains along with Lord commander Eidolon. Their armour bore small holes and gashes yet when his primarch fell into the humans his blade danced.

Adelram could see as he moved there was a cold fury behind each sword stroke, each slash. The way he moved it was.. graceful as he was hacking apart the enemy with ease. None escaped. When the final soldier was dead. He walked towards camp Fulgrim looked around and smiled "It pleases me that my sons carried themselves so well. the enemy looked to kill our apothecaries but it seems all are alive and well." Fulgrim walked further into the camp everyone in the camp got into formation. A line of normal Astartes and and a Line of apothecaries.

Fulgrim spoke to some of the apothecaries Sebastian was still trying to stand up right with the injured shoulder Fulgrim stopped and walked over he held his arm "You are injured." Sebastian grit his teeth "I can still fight with one arm my lord." Fulgrim smiled "Yet I want you in perfect condition before you start fighting again."

Fulgrim walked down the line of apothecaries Adelram tensed up, Fulgrim walked passed him and touched another apothecary who was next to him on the soldier "Can you look at Sebastian's arm?" The apothecary nodded "It will be done my lord." The apothecary walked out of the line and took sebastian to one of the tents.

Fulgrim the announced "I took to the field along with Lord Commander Eidolon and his captains to disable their military centres. The government has finally issued their terms of surrender! The administratum ships are coming planetside we move to the next planet!" Fulgrim raised his hand his brothers cheered. Adelram watched his captain was also cheering. Eventually they left since they had to check the other camps.

For some reason Adelram could not bring himself to be happy. It happened again. Adelram walked to Varion's tent, all he heard was a loud long beep. Adelram threw the bolter to the ground and cursed.

Adelram was loading the supplies back onto the thunderhawk. He was frustrated, Augustus heard the news of Varion's death he was not exactly pleased. Yet he did not blame him for his death, that he did all he could. Yet Adelram felt he could of done more. Far more. Enough for him to.. Adelram's thoughts trailed off.

He looked at his leg and shoulder pad oddly the injuries no longer hurt yet he found it odd he healed so quickly. After the three soldiers began bleeding from the eyes he wondered what happened in that moment? Perhaps the humans of this planet have done something to themselves? Adelram dismissed that train of thought. He focused on loading the equipment.

He finally loaded the last piece of equipment. His brothers have told him many times to let the serfs and servitors handle the equipment loading, yet he preferred to handle it himself. To inspect each machinery the apothecaries used before it is loaded on the thunderhawk.
The bay doors closed and the thunderhawk lifted off. For some reason this did not feel like a victory for him.

As Adelram stepped on the ship the frustration did not bleed away he headed straight for his chambers. He sat down at his desk his room was full of medical books and novels written by Moira. He opened a novel. Moira Siraphas finally finished the road to suffering novel. Adelram personally requested a hand written version before they started the war to bring the world under compliance. He finds reading the book tends to calm his nerves and frustration since for some reason deep down he understood what the hero of tale was going through. A hero who was not accepted by his parents, a hero who was not accepted by the people yet he moved to save them anyway. Despite his suffering, the enemies he faced tore at him and he endured great pain yet he kept pushing further. The people would see him, his parents would accept him. He did everything in his power to reach that.

Adelram received the handwritten copy from Moira herself she had long brown hair and green eyes. Also she was fair skinned, she told him that she was doing a book signing for her novel after the battle. Adelram turned the page thinking, as he read the page he bookmarked the page and got up and left his chambers.

The book signing was taking place in one of the entertainment halls within the ship. As he stepped in it was full of people. Yet as he took the first step everyone looked at him and Adelram realized he was the only Astartes there. What happened next was Rembrancers came surging forward requesting that they paint a portrait of him, or read their poem or even listen to their music
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Adelram grunted in annoyance he gave a slight cough "Please, I am just here to get my book signed excuse me." Adelram had to slightly push himself through the crowd until eventually he reached the table there was a small sign behind Moira displaying her signature where she was sitting. The bodyguard let him cut the line due to being an Astartes as he walked towards Moira she was smiling "Sir Adelram, I am quite happy you enjoyed my book." Adelram smiled under his helmet he wondered why many of his brothers have not read this novel yet looking at the people in the hall it seemed popular. Also according to his captain Fulgrim requested Moira's presence.

Adelram placed his book on the table as she moved to open the book Adelram noticed something odd. Her hands. Adelram instinctively grabbed her hands they were too soft. They don't seem like hands that have handwritten several novels. Adelram furrowed his brows slightly. He looked up at Moira "Apologies I have changed my mind I wish to finish the book first." He could see she was confused yet not offended "I see very well then." She handed the book back to him.

Adelram took the book and left the hall confused. Adelram in the spur of the moment looked up the ship registry of which rooms the rembrancers were staying in. He found Moira Siraphas it was a room in the middle section of the dominion of the phoenix. Adelram made his way to her room he stopped at the door and knocked. Nothing, he knocked again. There was no response.

Adelram knocked even harder, until the door opened slightly it was the woman wearing a red robe. Her voice came out like a squeak "Who is it?" Adelram responded "I am Apothecary Adelram, I came to see Moira Siraphas." The woman blinked Adelram could see her blue eyes under her greasy black hair. The woman shook her head "Moira is doing a signing at the entertainment hall I am just cleaning her things right now." Adelram folded his arms "It can't be her." The woman blinked "Why do you think that is?" Adelram shook his head "It's her hands, her hands don't seem like someone who has hand written several novels. There is no wear on them." The woman opened the door a little be further "So why have you come?"

Adelram smiled under his helmet "To get my book signed by Moira of course." Adelram saw the woman's eyes divert downwards. She then grabbed the side of the door to open it up further in this instant Adelram grabbed her hands she squealed as she did so. Adelram looked at them he could see it the wear and tear of writing hundreds upon hundreds of words.

The woman meekly said "Can you please let go my lord?" Adelram flicked to attention "Apologies and please just call me Adelram right now I am just a fan of your works." The woman open the door fully "Please come in." Adelram stepped into the room there were stacks of papers on the desk.

The woman stepped into the middle of the room jostling slightly as she walked due to her hunchback she turned towards Adelram "I am indeed Moira Siraphas." Adelram felt jubilant and held up his book "May I have your signature please." Moira turned away "No." Adelram frowned "Why?" Moira spoke again "I have help for that." Adelram was confused "I came here to get the signature of the writer who helped inspire me." Moira was silent for a moment she spoke almost in a whisper "What is exactly inspiring about me?"
Adelram held the book "The various meanings in your works, how people suffer and how the characters in your works deal with it. Many people love your works why don't you go sign them yourself?" Moira finally turned to face Adelram again "Look at me Adelram, who would want to see this?" Adelram got confused "See what?"

Moira gave a small laugh "Is that a joke?" Adelram shook his head "I am being perfectly serious." Moira clenched her hands "I look terrible, everyone looks at me and whispers behind my back. The rare few times I leave my room I pretend that I am the help of the person I hired to pretend to be me. They talk of her beauty and her skills as a writer. I even hear my help gets various proposals from my order."

Moira started to walk to her desk "So if you want my signature I hired help for that." Adelram walked forwards and turned her around Moira shifted slightly "What are you doing!" Adelram gripped her hands "When I look at these hands I don't see something ugly. I see something great, I see the work and heart you poured into your stories. They speak to so many people since you in your own way are trying to deal with your own suffering."

Adelram watched her blue eyes well up slightly "Stop saying that. Just..." Adelram laughed beauty is not exactly a blessing either you know. Adelram removed his helmet and placed it on the bed Moira gave a small gasp "My own brothers whisper behind my back about my face also. Due to jealousy of course numerous reports reached my captain causing him to move me about." Adelram gave a gentle smile "Yet your works also made me pursue the path of the apothecary perhaps even further than that. After a hard battle reading your works calms my senses and mind."

Adelram placed his helmet back on "I avoid my brothers in similar ways I tend to always wear my helmet whenever possible. I even voice modulated it due to my brother finding my voice to be too.. gentle." Moira was silent for a moment "So you want your book signed." Adelram nodded he handed Moira his book she walked over to her desk and opened the title page with a flourish she signed his book.

Adelram opened the book and he realized the signature was different he looked up under to her face under the red hood and greasy black hair he thought he caught the look of a smile. Adelram gave a slight bow "Thank you Moira Siraphas." Moira nodded "I gave you my actual signature please look after that book Adelram." Adelram turned to leave he heard Moira call out "Adelram wait.. before you leave would you please visit me again some time?"

Adelram removed his helmet and turned to her and gave smile "Indeed I will." Adelram stepped out of the room he placed his helmet back on. His vox was beeping it was the Captain he wanted to see him.

Adelram walked to his captain's chambers. As he entered his captains chambers Chief Apothecary Fabius was also there, he walked forwards and saluted Augustus nodded "Both Fabius and I have been in discussion about a certain decision." Adelram looked to them both "A certain decision? What decision is that captain?" Augustus sighed "Due to Varion's death we need someone to take his position. I was going to place Damian there but the Chief Apothecary convinced me otherwise." Adelram slowly removed his helmet he was stunned "I am the lieutenant of our company? I haven't been here that long." Fabius gave a grin "True but due to what occurred in the camp and saving many of our legionnaire's from certain death on the operating table I believe you would be suited for the role." Adelram looked to Augustus "Was our Primarch involved in this decision?" Augustus shook his head "No, I was going over candidates, until Fabius approached me about the issue."

Adelram tried not to frown he forced a smile instead and saluted "I will not let either of you down!" Fabius chuckled "Indeed, try not to screw up my student." Augustus nodded "You are dismissed Lieutenant." Adelram turned around and left his captains chambers he stood outside the doors and clenched his fists. He was not satisfied he was not even involved. Perhaps now he was Lieutenant just maybe? Adelram walked back to his chambers the frustration creeping back to his mind again.

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Nice. I really enjoy reading about the backstory of characters. Not just the lord in armour who is the insanely strong layover, but how he got there and what drives him.

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lliu wrote:
Nice. I really enjoy reading about the backstory of characters. Not just the lord in armour who is the insanely strong layover, but how he got there and what drives him.


Thanks, I actually did enjoy writing his backstory I tried to drop hints here and there and then bring it together on how far he will go to get to his objective or in other words for fill his obsession. I decided to dedicate a few chapters to him detailing his background since he appears far more "Normal" compared to the rest of his brothers during the 40k timeline yet he is faaar from that.

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Chapter 27

Asriel took a treat from the table and ate it chewing looking over what his master has told him so far. He was also quite confused for what reason his primarch took no notice of a rising star. Adelram has said in such a short time frame he was lieutenant of his company and their legion places importance on rank.

Asriel looked up Adelram was silent "So my lord since you became a lieutenant did anything change?" Adelram was silent for a moment more he removed his helmet and placed it on the table. In a rare moment Asriel saw sadness lining his features "No it did not, various important battles and bringing a number of worlds under compliance. He still treated me like I was not even there. Even if I stood right next to my captain he would only talk to him."
Adelram breathed a sigh "Of course a certain event came along which changed our legion. It had been some time since we took the planet but I disliked how long we stayed there." Asriel was going to pick another treat he looked at Adelram "Did your legion change for better or worse?" Adelram shook his head "It did not truly concern me at that time considering after bringing that world under "compliance" in other words killing all the xenos who lived there. My "gifts" started to flair up."

Asriel took a bite out of the treat he chewed for a moment then swallowed "So did anyone else know of your frustrations dealing with your Primarch?" Adelram nodded "Moira Siraphas and my master of course my captain thought I was worrying over nothing and it might be mere accident. At times I wonder why my master shielded me when it came to my powers perhaps to understand truly what a psyker is. Still after that event he also changed not in the same way as my brothers or perhaps he was always like that?"
Adelram stood in front of the door as always he knocked three times lightly on the first, the second time he knocked harder and the third was a slight bang. He always did this to let her know it was him. She opened the door gently "It's you Adelram please come in." Adelram noticed that her hood was obscuring her face more than it usually was.
As he stepped into the room there were stacks of paper on every flat surface in the room. There was a large chair next to her table Moira told him she had it made for him. He appreciated the gesture he did not mind standing but she told him she finds it easier to write when he sits next to her. Moira wobbled over to her desk and sat down, Adelram sat down in the large chair.

Adelram could see she was struggling to write, Adelram removed his helmet "What's the matter Moira?" Moira shook her head "I don't know, this book is important I want to get it right but when I place words on the paper my thoughts become... jumbled." Adelram raised his eyebrow "that's rare for you." Moira placed the pen on the table "I went to the laer temple." Adelram glowered "Please don't be like the rest of the rembrancers trying to gain inspiration from a xeno's temple. I told captain we should bombard it to dust but since my primarch entered he wants everything preserved."

Moira responded her voice a squeak "I am sorry." Adelram sighed "Please I meant nothing by it." Moira shook her head "I am sorry to upset you. Still has there been any progress?" Adelram creased his brow his voice was horse "No." As he said that he felt his chair wobbling slightly he breathed out and the wobbling stopped. Moira looked to the paper "Have you asked anyone why he might be doing that?" Adelram nodded "I have talked to my captain about it he knows me too well when I am frustrated. He thinks I am overthinking it."
Moira started to write on the paper "How about the chief apothecary? He is the lieutenant commander and your teacher after all." Adelram placed his hand on his chin thinking "I think he might just laugh to be honest and he would say that I should worry about other things." Adelram watched Moira write a few words then screwed up the paper in frustration, Adelram leaned forward trying to look at her face he was still curious why she wore her hood so tightly over her head. Moira noticed that he was looking more closely Moira turned away. Adelram confused said "What's the matter? you never turned away like this before?"
Moira shook her head "It's nothing." Adelram reached over to grab her hood he placed her hand on her head trying to move his hands away "Please.." Adelram gently moved her hands aside and removed her red hood he moved her hair aside Adelram saw she was wearing make up it neatly lined her eyes and lips. A sense of puzzlement was coming to him "You never decided to wear makeup before. What happened?" Moira was silent looking at him to Adelram it seemed like she was expecting something.

Adelram sat back in the chair still puzzled, he watched Moira silently placing her hood back on she got a fresh piece of paper and began writing again there was a moment of silence until Moira began speaking. Her voice was calm but Adelram caught a trace of sadness "You know, I was from a noble family on Terra. When I was born like this my parents locked me in a room servants came and went bringing me only meals and books. I only had books to teach me of what was outside." What Adelram noticed as she spoke she began writing far more sentences than usual Moira continued Adelram listened "So I started writing, characters dealing with a similar situation to what I had to deal with. As a young girl I had no idea why my parents locked me away." More traces of sadness lined her voice "Then a few years later my mother and father came to my room showing me that I had a new sister. They told me my room now belongs to her. That I will be leaving soon, to pack my things and leave."

Adelram wanted to say something wondering what sort of parents would do such a thing to their child he did not want to interrupt her. Moira licked her lips "They gave me a large sum of money and a briefcase and I was forced out of the house. The first thing I did was buy a small apartment. I was angry, angry at everyone even then people gave me looks. Or whispered behind my back. The adults would whisper she is hideous! And children would laugh and shout a monster! Mommy, Daddy! I saw a monster!"

Adelram looked at the paper she finished writing a whole page and she moved to a fresh one "So I stayed in my small apartment and did the only thing I ever knew to do which was read and write. I poured my frustration and my wants into my story until I finished my first book. Money was draining away perhaps in desperation or naivety I thought to use majority of the funds I had left to publish it. Then one day I received a letter a finely written letter."
Moira opened her desk and pulled out an envelope it was purple she handed it to Adelram, Adelram looked at the envelope he turned it around and noticed the broken seal he recognized it. The sigil of the emperor's children. Adelram opened the letter the handwriting was neat without a single mistake or each syllable on the letter was written perfectly. He looked down to see the sender. He saw a name Fulgrim. Adelram handed the letter and envelope back to Moira.

She continued writing "I soon joined the remembrancer order and joined fulgrim's fleet. Of course soon after that my parents sought to contact me hoping to use me to increase their influence. Even so I rejected them. Now Adelram have you done everything you could yet? Or are you still afraid that your want will never come to pass?" Adelram sat in the chair in silence he could see Moira now moved to the third page, Adelram gave a heavy sigh "I will speak to the chief apothecary. Thank you Moira." Adelram stood up and turned to leave he stopped "Moira who are you writing the book for?" Moira kept writing in silence, Adelram heard a pen being placed on the table "After the events of the laer temple Lord Fulgrim requested another novel. Considering how much he has done for me how could I turn such a request down?" Adelram looked down then up "I see, still I will see you later."

Adelram left the room the fleet was together he could take a thunderhawk to the pride of the emperor. Adelram made his way to the docking bay he made a request to a pilot to go to the pride of the emperor. As Adelram was moving between the ships something dawned on him Moira had far more contact with his primarch than he has. He chuckled slightly perhaps he does need to do more.

The Thunderhawk landed, Adelram gave thanks to the pilot and left as he walked the halls of the ship he caught discussions of some of the rembrancers that many have some sort of artist block. They can't finish certain works of art or music anymore. They find some inadequacy there or small imperfection. Adelram grunted in annoyance he guessed that many of the rembrancers explored the xeno's temple. Even members of his company took to exploring them as well even his captain. Adelram largely had no interest and how no time to even visit it due to the fact is he spent most of his time removing prognoid glands or ensuring his brothers did not die due to the alien weaponry.

As he was thinking he saw someone in the distance walking towards him he recognized him it was lord commander Eidolon. Adelram stopped and stood at the wall and saluted letting him pass by, Eidolon cape was being carried by three attendants as he walked. He stopped and looked at Adelram "So lieutenant Adelram I am surprised to see you here. What business do you have on the pride of emperor?" Adelram kept up the salute "I am here to see the Chief Apothecary Lord commander." Eidolon smiled "Ah I just left Fabius abode he seemed quite absorbed with dissecting the laer." Adelram shifted slightly when Eidolon said that he noticed it and smiled "Do you disapprove?" Adelram wanted to look away but he spoke his mind "Not exactly, I feel many are too absorbed with the xeno's we should bombard their temple their culture to dust." Eidolon gave a small laugh "I see even if they are detestable xeno's they had some great works of art in the temple or do you disagree?" Adelram was silent, Eidolon gave a wry grin "Or perhaps you have no interest in art Lieutenant? How odd I wonder if our primarch would be displeased if he learns one of his lieutenants have no interest in developing their artistic sense?" Adelram felt a tinge of anger building he held his salute yet the lights in the hall suddenly flickered for a few seconds and returned to normal. Eidolon pouted "We will have to have the tech priests look at that. Now Adelram? You are terran aren't you?" Adelram nodded "Indeed I am Lord commander." Adelram watched Eidolon place his hand on his chin "Your name in terran from my understanding also means "dark" and "noble".

Adelram nodded again "Indeed lord commander." Eidolon kept up his wry grin " I wonder what is dark and noble about you?" Eidolon shook his head "At ease lieutenant you satisfied my curiosity." Adelram dropped his salute he watched Eidolon briskly walk away without another word.

Adelram clenched his fists he breathed out to calm himself he continued down the corridor to Fabius lab. He stopped at the doors and looked up to the camera's the doors slowly slid open. As he stepped in he saw his master at work removing the organs of the laer. The shelves were lined with organs and there was large jars filled with blood. He watched Fabius place an organ in the jar and finally Fabius turned around.

Adelram looked at Fabius it seemed like he has been working for hours non stop, Adelram was about to speak but Fabius spoke first "Come over Adelram." Adelram walked towards the table he looked at the reptilian xenos it's body cut open organs removed. Adelram wondered what was Fabius hoping to learn. Fabius held up an organ and smiled "This species was quite interesting my student. Extensive genetic modification no wonder they gave us so much trouble."

Fabius bought the organ down again "What do you think my student? What do you see?" Adelram looked at the xeno's he was filled with disgust yet his mind moved to answer the question "I see flawed xeno's trying to purge themselves of imperfection. Yet that will never happen considering what they are." Fabius gave a frown "Yes you are partly right but as they are now they are far above humanity." Adelram looked up shocked "Above human-" Fabius held up a hand "Of course they are, it took a lot to finally deal with them and that was only a planet worth of the species imagine if they controlled a system? Even we Astartes struggled to face them. Think of the time you become lieutenant? We struggled to face mere humans wielding somewhat effective guns. We have a long way to go."

Adelram did not know what to say to think such a thing. It was.. he could not find the exact words for what his master was saying. Adelram looked at the laer "So what are you hoping to do master?" Fabius grin returned to his features for some reason it unsettled Adelram "I am hoping to improve our legion. Of course I have the primarch's blessing." Adelram's mouth went dry to improve upon the work of the emperor? It was, this is...

Fabius placed the organ on a shelf "Adelram out of many I have taught you are a smart individual. Hence why I let you see what I am working on here since for now our primarch has me working in secret. Things are changing." Adelram was silent he has noticed things are changing the human crew are changing even his own brothers.

Fabius turned around "Now why are you here?" Adelram perked up then he remembered why he came here he was not sure whether to say it. Fabius folded his arms and tapped his feet "Spit it out, I don't have all day." Adelram cast his gaze away "It's about our primarch." Fabius raised his eyebrow "What about him?" Adelram looked at Fabius his teacher "Has he mentioned me at any point?" Fabius shrugged "No he has not. Why do you ask?"

Adelram bit his lip under his helmet he took a breath "I think he is purposely ignoring me." Fabuis snickered "Why do you think that then?" Adelram removed his helmet "No matter what I do, no matter how hard I try he treats me like I am not there. Even before this battle he talked with each of the captains and lieutenants who went down to the Laer planet. He deigned not a word to me. He only spoke to my captain."

Fabius chuckled "I see what it is. I finally now understand why you have so much drive and focus. My you are such a child." Adelram shook his head "I am not a child. I am merely curious why this is occurring since you are the Lieutenant commander and chief apothecary I thought.." Fabius gave an unsettling grin "My oh my I never expected you to be that way. Oh dear, a child baying for the attention of his father." Fabius placed his hand on his chin thinking he murmured to himself "Perhaps this occurrence is part of our genetics? Hmm." Adelram clenched his fist "I am not acting like a child master!"

At that moment there was a pop in the room one of the organs that was placed in a jar exploded. Fabius looked in the direction "How did that happen?" Adelram said through clenched teeth "I am doing all that I can when clearly I have the skills to do something he turns to another! When I achieve something he turns away and when he normally has to address me he addresses my captain!" As he said this another jar popped on the shelf. He looked up to see Fabius staring at the broken jar and then back to him.

Adelram looked at his master a sense of morbid curiosity was lining his features. Adelram placed his helmet back on he wanted to leave he began walking to the doors Fabius called out "Wait!" Adelram stopped and turned around. Fabius began stroking his chin his face twisted to Adelram he had the face of a mad scientist. Fabius said "So Adelram? I never knew you were an attention seeker." Adelram shook his head whenever Fabius said his name he knew it was something bad or a reprimand "I am not a-" another jar popped.

Fabius shrugged and shook his head "Indeed you are, I wonder what would happen if I informed our primarch of this." Adelram's breathing increased the lights in the room flickered and rows upon rows of jars popped in turn. Adelram turned around in a hurry "I am leaving." Adelram walked to the doors yet they would not open he turned to see Fabius pressing a series of buttons on his wrist he smiled "You are not leaving my student."

Fabius gestured to an empty operating table "Now would you please lie here." Adelram stood in silence against better judgement he lay on the table he would not dare to strike his master or if he attempted to leave he feared what he would say to Fulgrim. Fabius removed his helmet and smiled "When I look at your face it does surprise me how close you look to our primarch. Of course the features are slightly different." Adelram was breathing heavily "What are you going to do?" Fabius tapped his finger on his chin "Well I am going to see how you did that. I already have a guess" Fabius walked over to his drawers and pulled out a device he rested a strange black helmet on Adelram's head it only reached his forehead.

Fabius then pulled out a device with a small screen and connected it to the black helmet. As he did so Fabius smiled "Your brain waves are quite erratic my student." Adelram watched fabius lick his lips he watched the small screen for several minutes. Fabius then looked to him and gave his signature grin "It seems I found an irregularity. I will inform our primarch on what I found." Adelram shouted "Don't!" On another shelf more jars exploded.

Adelram saw Fabius nodding in understanding he showed him the screen displaying his brain waves "You see my student whenever it comes to our primarch or your obsession. Your brain waves spike and you affect the world around you." As Fabius said this something was dawning on Adelram's mind a strange emotion was filling his twin hearts he breathed a whisper "It can't be. It's a lie. It's impossible..." Fabius nodded somehow hearing his words "Indeed it's so you bear the psyker gene. From my understanding certain events can trigger it. Some are born into it. Most curious was how this got by the apothecaries during your recruitment. We made sure to avoid recruiting any psykers."

Adelram grit his teeth "Master can you remove it." Fabius shook his head "I cannot but I am most curious on understanding how it works your brain waves are quite different compared to the other legionnaire's in our legion. This is a rare opportunity." Adelram bit his lip "Don't tell him. Please!" Fabius chuckled "Don't worry my student I won't tell him or your captain. Still from now on you must come to me when I call you. As I said this is an opportunity I cannot let slip by." Adelram relaxed he knew deep down his master wanted to research him. Yet a part of him did not mind.

Fabius removed the devices and bade Adelram to sit up. Adelram got off the operating table looking at all the smashed jars "Apologies master." Fabius scoffed "Do not worry I have plenty more Laer I can harvest. You may leave." Adelram turned to leave until Fabius stopped him "Oh yes on our primarch ignoring you and your childish obsession? Who knows what is going through his mind these past few days. Perhaps it's one of his games?"

As Fabius said this he was not sure whether he felt better by his words he nodded "Thank you master." Adelram turned to leave and returned to the dominion of the phoenix.

Asriel stopped writing for a moment he looked at Adelram he seemed tired. Asriel gave a smile "Is something wrong?" Adelram shook his head "Speaking of these events to someone for the first time is... tiring." Asriel raised an eyebrow "Really?" Adelram leaned back in the chair "Indeed so. From that point things got even worse everything came to a head on Isstvan III. A foolish governor rebelled 4 legions were sent to crush it. Back then I had no idea yet even then perhaps I fell along with my brothers without realizing it. All I had was my obsession." Asriel moved his pen back to the page he looked up "What of the chief apothecary?"

Adelram gave a small chuckle "Well he did a host of experiments nothing lethal of course. Said experiments lead to strange dreams. He did various treatments and experiments to stimulate my brain waves. A part of me was hoping he was going to remove it." Asriel looked at Adelram he wondered if he felt any regret and in that moment he felt like he read his mind or perhaps he did. Adelram shook his head "I do not feel any regret Asriel. Now.. where was I?"

Adelram was going over the medical notes of his company in his room over time he realized many of his brothers were "changed" he detected new organs, body modifications and a host of other changes. Yet he did not breathe a word of any of this to anyone. Or perhaps everyone knew what was happening. Even his captain must be aware of what's going on he sighed.

Nothing has changed as always he ignored him. The fleet was heading to the Isstvan system along with the Sons of horus, World Eaters and the Death guard. They were ordered to crush a rebellion. Yet Adelram could not help but feel on edge he then heard a knock on his door.

He got up and opened it, surprisingly it was captain Augustus he never visited his room if he ever needed something he normally put out a vox for him to come to his chambers. Adelram let Augustus in. He looked around "Your room is quite plain do you know that? Books everywhere." Adelram watched his captain ever since the battle with the laer he started to glitter slightly. He wonder if he placed it on his skin himself or it was a body modification.

Augustus rested his hand on his sword pommel and turned to Adelram "I have come to give you your orders." Adelram nodded "I see, what our my orders then?" Adelram watched his captain give a joyful smile "Our lord commander has deigned me to inform you that you will be taking half our company on the first assault of Isstvan III." Adelram was surprised "Leading half the company on the first assault?" Augustus nodded "Indeed so, perhaps you might be a captain soon think of it as a test then."

Adelram moved to sit down, Augustus stood there impassively "You are not happy Lieutenant?" Adelram shook his head "I am captain I thank you for the honour it's just these dreams lately have been bothering me." Adelram watched his captain raise his eyebrow "Dreams?" Adelram nodded indeed so "One that keeps coming up again and again." Adelram could see his captain wanted to just give the order and leave but Adelram spoke just before he was about to turn around "Just... listen please."

Augustus shook his head and sat down on one of the spare chairs "Speak then." Adelram nodded "It's of a boy well a rather young boy on terra. He is staring at a large pict screen of the space marine legions showing each of the primarch's. Slaying xeno's or conquering worlds." Augustus stroked his beard "I see and why is the boy staring at it?" Adelram then removed his helmet "Well... he wanted to be one. He liked the purple ones the best he liked the one with the "large" man with long white hair, yet there was problem." Augustus raised his eyebrow "A problem?" Adelram nodded "Yes there was since it was known on terra emperor's children largely took noble sons. The boy was not strong and he was rather poor he was distraught."

Adelram could see his captain was getting rather bored but he continued "You see, he had barely any money since his parents died and went to thievery living hand to mouth. Yet an idea dawned on him." In puzzlement Augustus said "What sort of idea?" Adelram flatly said "He decided to kill a noble son and steal his clothes." Augustus eyes went wide "Please continue your story Adelram."

Adelram nodded "The boy waited since many noble sons come to torment the poorer kids of the districts on terra. To laud their status over them. So the boy got a knife and waited they normally had a guard when they walked the streets so he waited on a small scaffolding. The boy leaped on the guard and drove his knife into the nape of his neck and twisted."

Adelram creased his brow slightly "You see the guard was dead and the young noble boy was mewling on the floor begging not to kill him. The boy did not care but he had to do the deed quickly before he soiled the clothes." Adelram could see his captain was far more interested in the events of the dream. Adelram gave a sad smile "So he killed him, of course there was a problem he got blood on the white shirt he was going to steal from the corpse. So he used his life savings and the money on both corpses to buy a fresh shirt and soup. He wanted to look presentable of course." As Adelram said this his captain laughed slightly "Apologies Adelram please continue."

Adelram nodded "So the boy prepared himself and went to the emperor's children mustering grounds on terra. When he approached the plaza a man in a purple robe stopped him he asked the boy why he was there and where he was from." Augustus raised his eyebrow "What did the boy say?" Adelram placed his hand on his chin "He lied of course, he said he came from a minor noble family that owned a small mining business. Of course he gave a fake name there are so many noble families on terra and the boy looked the part. The boy did see the man walk over to the space marines and whisper something perhaps they suspected something and did not care? Or perhaps they thought a low-born would have no chance of being compatible?"

As Adelram said this he noticed Augustus shift in his seat slightly, Adelram looked to him "Is something wrong captain?" Augustus shook his head "Nothing, I was just thinking of something." Adelram nodded "I see, anyway the process began the Apothecary began going through the boys injecting a needle gun after few moments it would chime red or green. Reds were put into one group and green into another." Augustus stroked his chin and mused "They are checking the compatibility rate with our gene-sire's gene seed." Adelram nodded "Indeed so, yet what happened next in a rare occurrence the boy prayed. He did not know why he did nor did he care who heard. He prayed with all his might. Let him be chosen he wants to be a space marine. He wants to join the emperor's children."
For some reason Adelram's mouth felt dry as he spoke "So eventually the apothecary reached the boy he rolled up his sleeve and placed the needle in his arm. It chimed green of course the boy did not realize what just occurred. Yet when it happened the Apothcary removed the needle gun and injected again. It chimed green. He seemed confused and did it one more time." Adelram watched his captain face turn stony he wondered what he was thinking.

Adelram continued "The apothecary walked away and discussed something with several other space marines. One looked quite important the apothecary was speaking to him personally. The apothecary came back and placed the boy in the green group. That... is when things went fuzzy for me Captain and the dream ends." Adelram turned to Augustus "So what do you think?" Augustus licked his lips "Adelram may I finish your story?" Adelram shrugged I don't see why not.

Augustus gave a slight cough "After that the marines discussed the events of the gathering the people in the red group would serve the legion. The green would become space marines but the curiosity was the boy." Adelram raised his eyebrow "Why would that be?" Augustus scratched the back of his head "You see one boy among the group had 98.9% compatibility rate with Fulgrim's gene seed." Adelram placed his hand on his chin "That is incredibly rare never heard of such a high number." Augustus nodded "So he was trained, the important marine there made sure to watch him. That boy had a strange intensity he wanted him in his company. When the gene seed implementation began he returned larger with white hair yet he did not remember the exact events of his training or recruitment things were a blur. Oddly enough but the important marine accepted it. Of course he caused trouble sometimes but he had a drive a strange one." Augustus sighed "That's it." Augustus stood up and looked at Adelram "Your orders are being changed." Adelram raised his eyebrow "Changed?" Augustus nodded "You are to remain on the ship for now. I will have someone else lead."
Adelram was confused "Captain what is going on? Something is.. odd." Adelram watched his captain grip his blade handle more tightly "Adelram. What if I told you hypothetically that there was rebellion among the legions?" Adelram looked to his medical notes detailing the changes in his brothers he said "Very well. You expect me to answer? In this hypothetical situation Captain what side is the emperor's children on?" Augustus was silent for a moment "We.. are not on the side of the emperor any longer." Adelram felt his heart beating faster he closed his eyes "What side is our Primarch on in this hypothetical situation? Is he with the emperor?" Augustus shook his head "He is with us..." Adelram's flatly said "I see."
Adelram watched Augustus move his blade slightly, Adelram said something that surprised his captain "Then all is well then. Isn't it?" Adelram watched his captain let go of his blade. Augustus face was stony "As I said Adelram you are staying on the ship." Adelram nodded "Yes captain." Adelram then watched Augustus smile return to his features "Indeed all is well." Adelram was surprised to see Augustus breathe a sigh of relief. He then nodded and left his chambers.

Adelram sat in silence the ramifications of what they are doing. Yet his primarch was against the emperor so perhaps he is doing this for the right reason? He looked to Moira's book on the table. Adelram left his room in a hurry he rushed to Moira's room he knocked three times. Nothing. He knocked again. There was no response using his hands he tore the door open.
Adelram walked towards the desk he saw a piece of paper at the center of the desk it was a finely written letter. It was addressed to him, Adelram picked it up and read it. The letter was from Moira It said she went to the pride of the emperor to deliver to Fulgrim the novel he requested. Adelram held the note an alien emotion was entering his twin hearts Yet his captain told him not to leave the ship. Adelram's mouth was dry. He sat in the chair wondering what to do. He laughed he knew that they betrayed the emperor a long time ago.
When he saw his masters experiments and the very fact it was with the primarch's blessing. Yet it did not feel "wrong" to him. Fulgrim must have his reasons and he will follow him that's all he could do. Yet he was also worried for Moira considering how all his brothers were changing for the worst. Adelram kept laughing endlessly within Moira's room.

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Chapter 28
Adelram stopped speaking, he stretched "I feel so much better now, perhaps going to our imminent deaths won't be so bad." Asriel stopped writing "Why do you think we are going to die?" Adelram shrugged "Well first we have to get past the blockade and get into the eye of terror, second when we reach the space station Abbadon may kill us for whatever impertinence or slight we inflicted upon him or the worst outcome he asks us to do something." Asriel raised his eyebrow "Why would him asking us to do something be the worst outcome?" Adelram creased his brow "Well my servant it's just that whatever he asks us to do we will most likely die horrifically doing whatever task he requests."

Asriel scratched the back of his head with his pen "Can't you just refuse?" Adelram shook his head "There is no refusing Abaddon but when I do meet him no weakness cannot be shown." Adelram fell silent and relaxed in the chair "Well the blockade should not be hard considering the skills of the captain." Asriel picked up another treat as he was about to put it in his mouth he asked a question "So who is the captain and Lily?" Asriel then placed the treat in his mouth and began chewing.

Adelram leaned back "Well you recall in the earliest part of my history? The event that started all of this? The captain bloodline is from that system. You see they took pride in void warfare and ground warfare. They sought perfection through war. One interesting fact is that they practiced eugenics quite heavily. To produce the best captains and soldiers for their army. They thought they were the pinnacle until they met the emperor's children." Asriel finished eating "I see. So where is Lily's parents?"
To Asriel it seemed Adelram seemed distant when he spoke "Well they betrayed us during a raid they sought to flee to the imperials with Lily perhaps fake an identity of some form and seek any sort of life with them. She was but a baby then, Silas captured them and brought them back. I was going to execute them both but the Captain wanted to handle it himself. Still I head to steady the pistol for him due to his age." Asriel closed his journal "So he is that loyal?" Adelram nodded "Indeed he is, you see in their minds they swore fealty to Fulgrim not to the emperor and the imperium. They swore themselves to us. Both of them running is breaking that fealty."

Adelram stood up, Asriel watched Adelram turn around and looked at the chair for a few moments until he finally turned back to him he gave a small smile. Asriel wondered what he was thinking "What's the matter master?" Adelram gave the chair a small rub "You see the chair I was sitting on was the one Moira had made for me of course I had it repaired several times due to the years going by but even to this day I wonder what happened to her." Asriel was surprised when he said that "So you don't know where Moira is?" Adelram nodded "I do not. I assume she is long dead considering the depths my Legion was falling to at the time and the fact she went to the pride of the emperor. Fulgrim's Flagship, also it's been over ten thousand years. For me and many others here it's only been about a century due to staying within the warp."

Asriel could not help but feel sad for some reason part of him hoped she would still be alive considering it seems like his lord seems to still care for her. Adelram then grabbed his helmet and placed it on his head. He sighed "It will be some time before we hit the Cadian blockade you should get some rest."

Asriel sat up and hooked his Journal around his arm and left with Adelram. After a few minutes of walking the corridors of the ship they went their separate ways. Adelram told him that he wanted to finish an experiment before they got to the station. Asriel nodded he did not want to take up anymore of his masters time. So he head back to his room.
Asriel sat on his bed he found since joining with Meliva he did not feel tired that often or needed much rest either. He still felt it was quite odd that Meliva has been quiet for quite some time. He wondered if she was plotting something, Asriel then heard her voice "I am not plotting anything so don't worry your little head." Asriel felt that familiar spike when she spoke it was not painful but the sensation was rather pleasant.

He wondered if he should feel revealed? He had to remain on guard, Adelram told him to stay in control. As Asriel was thinking he heard on a knock on his door. Asriel got up from his bed and opened the door. It was Amethyst she did not visit him once since Cortva, yet she bore her signature smile.

She walked into the room, Asriel could see she changed her look parts of her hair was dyed and she wore makeup. Asriel wondered what she was here for, Amethyst walked to the middle of his room and turned towards him "Asriel I need to ask a favor." Asriel raised his eyebrow "A favor?" Amethyst nodded "Yes... may I borrow your Journal?" Asriel was surprised at the request.

Asriel held his journal in his hands "What do you need it for?" Amethyst smiled "I need to make a new drink. You see you have a lot of information on neverborn in there and I have no desire to go to the fanatics for anything." Asriel looked to his journal again thinking he heard small echoes of laughter in his head Meliva then hissed "We should kill her.". Asriel shook his head and smiled "Fine. How long will you have it for?" Amethyst held her hands together her faced beamed "Just for a few hours that's it. Asriel hand me your datapad." Asriel handed his datapad to her she pressed a few buttons and handed it back "These are directions to my room since funny enough you never been there before don't want you to get lost."

Asriel nodded and handed his journal to Amethyst it was odd handing his journal to someone else. He gave Amethyst a look it was not a threatening one at least he hoped it did not appear so, Asriel said "Please look after it." Amethyst nodded and smiled she then left the room. Asriel was then by himself again he lay on his bed thinking and tried to rest. He then felt Meliva speaking "Do you trust her?" Asriel glowered "Why should I trust you?" Meliva snickered "Of course not, I do say at this moment your master and the crone you dislike are far more trustworthy right now."

Asriel tried to sleep Meliva's words still ringing in his mind.
Asriel felt like he was falling deeper and deeper into darkness at one point he could not move yet his body burned it was like his veins were on fire. Then in a second moment he was in a small cage. It was cramped yet he felt sadness not anger he grabbed the bars of the cage he blinked he saw a woman walking forward.
Asriel blinked rapidly sweating. He sat up he took out his datapad and looked at the time its been ten hours. He normally did not sleep for that long perhaps it was the dream? He thought of Amethyst she said she just wanted to borrow his Journal for a few hours. Asriel got off his bed, he wanted his Journal back.

As he left the room he pulled out his data pad again and looked at the directions he followed them he walked the corridors until he came to double doors. He wondered how big Amethyst room actually was. He knocked and the doors automatically slid open. As Asriel stepped in the room had a strange scent also the room was far larger than his one. He saw Amethyst at her desk surrounded by several bottles. She turned around and smiled "Sorry about this, but it's for your own good Asriel." Asriel was confused he walked forward and soon felt a surging pain he dropped to his knees it was pure agony.

It felt like his body was on fire he felt the change coming he gasped "What is happening!?" Meliva screeched "Kill her! She harms us! Kill her now!" Asriel talons shot out but he felt weak all of his energy it felt like it was being drawn away.

He felt tired, weak even. He collapsed on the ground he heard people entering the room and the muffling of voices. He needed to move when he struggled he just felt a surge of pain. Asriel stopped moving he was breathing heavily. The muffling of voices continued and a few moments afterwards he felt a surge of agony his veins were on fire the pain went on for an age he could not breathe yet the pain would not stop. After a moment darkness filled his vision.

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