“Lord Idouken, there appears to be an Imperial Ship in the area. Via hacking the vox of the ship my team have determined that there is an Imperial VIP onboard the ship.” whispered the shady figure in Tactical Dreadnought armour.
“Have my retinue ready and armed, Wolfkin” replied Lord Idouken
“Sir.” whispered Wolfkin as he bowed and left the command hall. The hall is a dark eerie area in which Idouken makes all of his decisions. In the far corner is a well-guarded vault, which held all of Idouken’s armaments and armour, it’s a personal armoury, if you like. As Idouken surveyed his office he smiled as he noticed the dark mist-like aura of the room, the odd angles of the building and of the walls which always looked alive. Only a fool would speak in here of something he did not wish anyone to hear, the walls are always listening, searching for some dark secrets to feed upon.
Wolfkin hurried into the barracks of the Dark Hand, his brotherhood and Lord Idouken’s personal guard. There already armed and prepared stood the tall dark figures of the squad, Varren “Reaper”", Rolith “Fear” and Felice “Darkfist”. As Darrius “Wolfkin” joined their ranks Idouken shouted down the vox at his team.
“Are you ready?”
“Sir!” The whole team replied as one.
“Good. Meet me at the Tele-Pad for a briefing and quick preperation.” Idouken casually replied as he strode towards the Tele-Pad at the rear of his ship the “Excruciatis Maledictus III” a small chaos warped vessel he smiled at the thought of the Daemons infested in his ship, the Dark Gods
As the team arrived at the Tele-Pad their Lord was waiting and ready. Proud of the kills they had all of the team were covered in blood vows and grisly trophies of their triumphs.
As the team arrived in the Imperial Cruiser “Heart Of The Sun” the team seemed eager to kill the Astartes on board, the Sun Killers were a noble and pompous chapter. Making the renegade Astarte’s even more bloodthirsty.
Idouken thought of the blood he would spill in the name of his glorified Legion “Maledictus“. The first combat of the night was taken on by Darkfist as he veered off down a back corridor scanned to be the fastest route to the barracks. On his way he came upon a startled chapter serf whom he simply smashed through the wall…
Wolfkin’s first kills came shortly after when he decapitated three Astartes with a swipe of his claws. Another pair rushed towards him only to be torn to pieces by his Daemon-fueled spirit Wolf-shan. The Astartes were unprepared for such a brutal and violent attack. all un-armed and startled they were simply torn to bits. Soon there were no more than the honour guard and Astartes leaders left holed up in the bridge.
Idouken arrived at the blast doors to the bridge. Combi-Melta in hand he waited for his comrades. They all arrived except Wolfkin, but when they all heard the sounds of fire and screams from within the bridgethey guessed where he was.
Idouken was filled with rage at the youngster stealing his glory as he burst into the main hall…
To Be Continued!