A trickle of blood
An echo
The walls of the monastery we're filled with grief and despair
Dim candles lit the long halls of the monastery itself, meanwhile at the great hall Varuss The chapter master indoctrinates a few space marines in their prayer
The lonely halls of the inner sanctum filled with space marines praying to their God Emperor with utmost devotion, after all they are indeed War monks
Dedicated to the God Emperor of humanity
"WHAT IS YOUR DUTY?!"
"To serve the Emperor's will!"
"WHAT IS THE EMPEROR'S WILL?"
"That we fight and die!"
"WHAT IS DEATH?"
"It is our duty!"
Back and forth the marines were repeating these words marking them into their minds as it is their sole purpose, Death at the service of immortal Emperor.
"VENERATE THE IMMORTAL EMPEROR! PURGE THE HERECTIC
CLEANSE THE MUTANT WIPE THE XENOS!"
The space marines chosen by the Emperor to serve him
Genetically modified the space marine is engineered for battle
A tool
A weapon made to kill.
"My lord, Quintus wishes to see you" the chapter chaplain asks
"What is the reason for this interruption brother?"
"He says it was regarding about the warp storm over our planet my lord"
"Tell him to wait, i have more pressing matters to attend to brother"
"But my lord he says it is urgent and requires your presence immediatly"
"HE WILL WAIT"
The fortress monastery of the chapter itself, the bastion of its own glory stood upon the highest mountain of Kejun III, a desert world filled with widlife of vicious beasts filled with ravenous hunger here tribes of humans hunt these beasts down with great speed and efficiency.
A perfect recruiting world for the demanding Astartes chapter
"Quintus, i see you wanted to see me
What is this about" Varuss spoke
"My lord the warp storm on the system, it is gone we should be able to send reinforcements towards the planet of Tiera our brothers there need help"
"I see
Very well we will send our new recruits along with a detachment of scout marines"
"MARINES! MARCH!"
The contigent of the marines marched the ships carrying with them 250 marines including scouts
Heavy footsteps caused by their enormous power armor echo at the halls of the monastery itself
"WE WILL SHOW THESE XENOS WHAT HAPPENS IF YOU INVADE HUMANITY ITSELF!"
Meanwhile at the inner sanctum of the fortress itself chapter master Varuss and chaplain Julius
"Now what my lord?"
"What do you mean by that?"
"Our fight at Tiera is by all means a losing fight we must not further spend manpower there"
"Do i sense uncertainty at your words Chaplain? Do i sense disbelief in your words? SHALL I TEACH YOU A LESSON?"
Varuss pointed a bolt pistol to julius
"You have grown weak julius, shall i kill you now and replace you with another more competent men out there? Or will you eat your words and tell me otherwise"
"Forgive me my lord i shall not speak again such words"
"Good Make sure of that besides
Have faith in the Emperor
MAY HE LEAD US TO VICTORY"
The ships flew away to orbit and aboard a the battleship Repentia these cold hardened men will face hell in the world of Tiera
In the light of the God Emperor may you protect them with your light and crush their enemies.
YOU ARE READING
Hellbound
Science FictionIn the grim dark future of the 41st millenium there is only war disclaimer i dont own games workshop or its products warhammer and all trademarks or names related is owned by games workshop
