Lost in time

Chapter 1, A Rift in Time

Emily was an ardent fan of Warhammer 40,000, her imagination ignited by the tales of epic battles, heroic Space Marines, and the unyielding darkness of the grimdark future. Little did she know that her passion for the universe would soon thrust her into a realm beyond her wildest dreams.

In the year 2020, Emily stumbled upon a forbidden grimoire in an occult bookstore. The store had always been there but this one day, it just had a different and more darker feeling to it. In there she found what had been calling upon her. Its ancient pages were filled with cryptic symbols and forgotten incantations.

Bringing this book with her home, opening it slowly as it had been a treasure that would brake any moment. Unable to resist its allure, she delved deep into its secrets, unknowingly unlocking a portal to another reality.

With an otherworldly surge of energy, Emily found herself ripped from the present and thrust into a war-torn landscape. The ground trembled beneath her feet, the air was thick with the acrid scent of destruction, and the roars of monstrous creatures reverberated through the chaos.

As Emily took in her surroundings, her heart raced with equal parts fear and exhilaration. She had been transported to the Warhammer universe, but not to the familiar times she had once fantasized about. Instead, she found herself in a post-apocalyptic era, long after the dark age. In this era the time wasn't kind to anyone at all.

A lone figure emerged from the shadows, his massive frame adorned in feral-looking armor. The scent of the wilderness and the echoes of howling wolves accompanied his presence. It was a Space Marine of the Space Wolves Chapter, known for their savage demeanor and fierce loyalty. They sparked fear wherever they went, their golden eyes piercing through the darkness.

The Space Wolf approached Emily cautiously, his keen eyes scrutinizing her. "State your name and purpose, stranger," he growled, his voice carrying the weight of battle.

"I am Emily," she replied, her voice steady, yet tinged with awe. "I have been thrust into this world, lost and bewildered. I seek guidance and protection."

The Space Wolf studied her for a moment, his yellow eyes piercing through her defenses. He sensed something unusual about her, an aura of knowledge and secrets that intrigued him. "Very well, Emily. I am Ragnar, a warrior of the Space Wolves. If you prove yourself worthy, we may grant you sanctuary."

Emily nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. She knew she had to tread carefully, revealing only what was necessary to gain their trust. As she navigated the harsh terrain alongside the Space Wolves, she kept her true origins hidden, her vast knowledge and insights locked away within her mind.

Ragnar assigned one of his most trusted battle-brothers, Skoll, to accompany Emily on her journey. Skoll was a stoic warrior with a keen sense of duty and an unwavering loyalty to the Chapter. His watchful presence never wavered, his senses attuned to any sign of danger or treachery.

Days turned into weeks as Emily tried to prove herself to the Wolf's. They were careful, but liked this new thing that had come into their dark life's. It was different, in a good way. She would then one day be allowed to join Skoll on his scouting.

While exploring a forgotten ruin, Emily stumbled upon a cache of ancient technology, long lost in the annals of time. With a sense of awe and determination, she set out to repair and reactivate these relics of the past. Guided by her knowledge and intuition, she breathed life into machines that had lain dormant for centuries. It was something that just flow to her hands, not that she knew what she was doing, but she knew what it was used for some reason.

As word of her feats spread throughout the fortress, the Space Wolves saw her as a beacon of hope, a tech priest that could bring life to their scattered chapter. They marveled at her ability to decipher the intricate mechanisms and harness the power of lost technology. The notion that she possessed such extraordinary capabilities further cemented their belief that she was there for a reason.

Skoll, too, witnessed Emily's extraordinary talents and became awestruck by her abilities. He realized that her knowledge was far greater than what they initially thought. Doubt and suspicion melted away, replaced by admiration and reverence. He began to see her as a conduit of something greater, there hasn't been anyone that had restored technology like her in a milenium.

The Space Wolves rallied around Emily, with her at their side, they believed that victory against the forces of Chaos and other enemies was within their grasp. She became a symbol of hope, a testament to something greater as she repair weapons and armour. They could now easily fight for a few more rounds at least.

Chapter 2: The Emperor's Herald (To be continued...)