This story is an unofficial story based, without permission, on the Warhammer/Warhammer 40,000 intellectual property owned by Games Workshop Ltd.
Gevedin ploughed his lightning claws into the bulkhead after hearing the cries of Librarian Grailin. Behind him stood Lenthos, waiting in eagerness, hoping Grailin would still be with the living. Gevedin cut a hole large enough for them to step through. Once the hole was cut, Gevedin peeled back the metal from the bulk head. The creek echoed as Gevedin pulled the metal away. Lenthos pressed past the Sergeant.
"Grailin!" he yelled at the sight of the Librarian laid across the edge of the bridge.
Lenthos climbed through and on to the bridge, then knelt besides Grailin.
"He still breaths," he said looking up at Gevedin.
I think it is time for us to take our leave of this bucket. And destroy it from the Forge Hand," he said, whilst helping Lenthos pick up the Librarian.
"Arrrggh!"
Gevedin looked up to see seven Reavers armed with swords and clubs. One was armed with a heavy stubber. Letting go of Grailin, Gevedin stepped up closer to the Reavers, then flexed his lightning claws out.
"Let's dance," he said.
The leading Reaver stepped up, clenching his heavy stubber with both hands.
"Diiiiieeeee!" he screamed, inhumanly, then fired the stubber.
The sound echoed with a deafening scream, with bullets bouncing into the wall behind the Marines. Lenthos stood dragging Grailin through the hole made in the bulk head. One of the bullets thudded into his shoulder, knocking him down. A gush of blood spilled on to his white shoulder. "Aarrgg," he moaned.
Gevedin leaped up into the air then ploughed down into the Reaver slicing his chest open with his claws. The stubber dropped to the floor with a loud clang. Moments before Gevedin knocked what was left of the Reaver off the bridge.
Two more Reavers stepped up to attack Gevedin, armed with swords. Looking down on them Gevedin swatted both with one claw, dicing them into three separate pieces. The remaining four Reavers looked as though some one had set them on fire; their skin was completely burned.
Lenthos looked up, just as he'd managed to pull Grailin through the door, at the four Reavers diving on to Gevedin. Lukos pushed past Lenthos. Holding his plasma pistol forwards, he shot down one of the Reavers. Gevedin ducked, letting the second flow of plasma incinerate another of the Reavers in the head.
"Testy little bastards," he said, picking the remaining two up. Holding them over the edge of the bridge, with their legs and arms flapping in hysterics, he let go. The echo of their screams soon died out the further down the void they fell.
Lenthos held up Grailin's head.
"Brother, what happened?" he asked calmly.
"The rogue Inquisitor Salvanfor is here. But not what he once was. Now he's something more...We have to warn the Captain," he said, feeling his body become un-paralysed.
Lenthos helped him to his feet.
"We came because we heard you scream," Lenthos explained, once Grailin was standing.
"Brother Lenthos, I've seen so much evil and never have I been scared. Until now. Salvanfor is something more."
Gevedin stepped back into the corridor where they stood.
"May I make a suggestion? We get off this vessel and destroy it from the Forge Hand."
Grailin rested his arm around Lenthos's shoulder."Good suggestion. Agreed. Let us take our leave of this thing."
***
Syakotus slowly walked through the dark and moist corridors, followed by Graus, and squad Korde. Horton took up the lead, holding his auspex forward. The doors in front of them seemed to be locked as Moref tried to open them.
"I'm reading a life sign behind those doors," Horton alleged, looking back at Syakotus.
Syakotus went to Korde's side. "Get them doors open; we're vulnerable here."
"Moref, open the doors. Horton, give him some cover," ordered Korde, beginning to unhook his thunder hammer from his back, flipping it on. The energy began a gentle, low hum.
Moref hacked his chainsword into the centre of the vilely stained doors. Sparks flew as the bar he'd just hacked through fell away, clanging to the ground. He raised his bolter once the doors started to slide open, with Horton flicking the switch at the right side of the doorway. Moref felt his eyes nearly pop and shoot through the visor sockets of his helmet. "Dreadnauuuuuuuuuuhgt," he bellowed with shock.
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