Melescion raised his gaze, as Vincenze walked into the room, bowing his head and the smile on his face was evident. He had an air of confidence around him that was unlike him so Gardak was expecting good news.
“We have found the killers My Lord” He announced “Your…associates are dealing with it now as we speak”
Melescion arched an eyebrow “Are you telling me there was more then one?”
“Yes Lord there was more then one”
A lesser man then a former Commissar might have believed that but Gardak Melescion was not a lesser man and all the reports had said one killer, not two still, he supposed there could be two killers working in tandem together, it was not unheard of but still, he would rather wait for the report from Carina.
“Did you not stay to wait for them?”
Vincenze blanched a little “Not in the Horan District my lord no” he stammered.
Melescion rolled his eyes a little, the cowardice of his aide evident even now but saying that, he did not blame him. He was used to the finer things in life and the Horan district was not known for its safety even on this edge of the line world. There were more murders committed in that district then any other in the entire city.
He waved the aide out of his room and getting up crossed to his desk, a red mahogany that had cost him plenty. He opened a drawer and taking out the reports of the Enforcers for the last six months studied them. He knew how killers worked, he had seen it enough during his time as a member of the guard hell he had executed enough cowards in his days to know that Vincenze was wrong.
The murders had been committed quickly and swiftly, with no thought of being caught and that meant that the killer was confident, at ease with what they had done and had been waiting to strike. They had picked the perfect spot, a district where no one would come outside to see who was being beaten, raped or screamed. The murders themselves were not committed in the Harano District but as he studied the map and started marking the scenes of the murders he realised that whoever was killing his men and women was making their way towards him.
Vincenze had told him of the woman he had hired and he had read the report on that, more then likely this woman had been trained to kill, there was nothing remotely violent in the way that her would be assailant had died, the fact that it was an enforcer meant that his private force were getting out of control and he would have to do something about that. He discarded her as his subject, the others had been mutilated, and the woman had merely taught her attacker a lesson. He was adamant that there was only one killer. He looked up as a pale looking man in an enforcer’s uniform came rushing in.
“What is it Pelo?” He growled irritated at Pelos’ unwanted interruption of his work.
“You had better see for yourself Boss” The man stammered, “I did as you asked and followed the cadre…. I have transport waiting for you”
Melescion did not like the sound of that and the urgency in his former batman’s eyes told him that this was bad, very bad. Without another word he rose from his seat and walked out of his office with the Enforcer.
The trio made their way out of the district, keeping away from any busy thoroughfares, It was mid afternoon and when Elizabet had woke up she had spoken into a vex bead then started packing her own kit ignoring the mess that both her demonic partner and the Night Lord had made. Eli cast her wary glances as they made their way out of the district but the Night Lord had seen the other enforcer enter the run down building then a few moments later run out like all the demons of the warp were after him.
They walked for a good few hours and by the time Elizabet stopped the sun had already began to set. The Night Lord turned his helmets vision to night and he saw a small vessel in the clearing before them, hidden by the thick trees from any prying eyes or scanners. There were two people waiting and looking around them every so often, one a female that looked suspiciously like an Eldar to him and the other a tall man who was busy consulting something on his wrist. It took Mikhail a moment or two to realise that it was a wrist comp and he had to wonder where he got it from, as they were pretty pricey things. They straightened as they saw her come through and stared at the two men with her.
“Got those palace plans I asked for?” Elizabet addressed the man who was now staring past the young man and straight at the Night Lord.
“Yeah I did, El…um just who the frag is that big mofo?”
“An ally” She swept passed him and into the shuttle.
“Ally what the frag?” He muttered and ran in after her “He’s a fragging Night Lord? Do you know what the Night Lords do?” there was a definite sense of urgency in Gills voice.
“They strike a planet with rapid speed and take out the defenders leaving a trail of fear in their wake” Elizabet lit an I-ho stick and sat on a large leather backed chair, her expression unchanging.
“They frakking murder people! They don’t just murder them they cut them into iddy biddy pieces or enslave them!”
He screeched, “They aren’t the Imperial Fists Elizabet, they are a traitor legion!”
“I am well aware of that Gilbert,” She sternly barked using the mans full name “he helped me out and he is different”
“Oh you can tell that can you! By the throne Elizabet if the Inquisition found out that one….”
“Found out what Gil?” Elizabet cut him off angrily “If they find out that Shan is a half breed or that you are a former Chthonian descendant of the so called Widowmaker who was the only survivor of your naval vessel when the Black Legion attacked it or that I am a fragging host for a demonic child of Malal? Which one do you want to start with first?”
Gil stood there and clenched his fists a little but did not back down. “The Night Lords have no respect for humanity anymore Elizabet; they turned their back on it and serve the ruinous gods”
Mikhail removed his helmet with a hiss and stood behind Gil “Do not judge me buy the sins of my brothers human” he warned making Gil jump “I am no longer loyal to the rotting corpse you call the Emperor and a god but I am loyal to the father of my legion not to the things that some of my brothers have become.”
Gil turned round and pointed up at the Night Lord “I have seen what your brothers are capable off, I have seen the aftermath of a Night Lord attack what makes you any different to them?”
“I haven’t killed you yet” Mikhail replied and held Gils’ gaze. Gil muttered a rather unsavoury curse and throwing his hands up in the air he stomped off to the back of the shuttle. Mikhail looked at Elizabet “I do not think your friend likes me”
“Give him time Sergeant; he lost someone he cared about in a Night Lord raid on a world we were on. It’s up to you what you do I know you are solitary beings, just do whatever your blood tells you.”
The other woman sat down beside Elizabet and Mikhail watched as a now calmer Gil joined them along with Eli who was still wary around the two that had got him out of the district.
The fact that they were not scared of him made his respect for them raise a notch, with the exception of Eli the other three had not even battered an eyelid whereas anyone else would have defecated themselves and been spouting pleas for mercy.
He took a long look at the woman that sat beside Elizabet. She was an attractive woman with long dark hair, as dark as his masters and skin that was like alabaster. She looked human except for her eyes that were oval and ears that looked higher set then normal humans with slight points to her ears and her face was a little thinner then most human face. He had already worked out that she was half Eldar but he was not sure if it was the Eldar that the first company had fought the day his master was assassinated or their darker kin that seemed to battle the lord Vulkan and his sons a lot of the time. She was introduced as Shana-Rea, but he had already heard her referred as simply Shan. Her green eyes were dark, darker then any green he had ever seen.
Gil was setting up a board and Mikhail turned his attention to him Elizabet had said that he was of Chthonian ancestry and he could only think that somewhere in his families past they had originally been born on the long dead world and moved off world to colonise. His hair was a dark brown, so dark that it bordered on black. His eyes were granite grey and he had a look of a certain Lunar Wolf that he had met once, he had heard Elizabet say that he was a descendant of the family line of the Widowmaker, but he doubted that. The resemblance was too close, an uncomfortable thought settled in his stomach.
Since the heresy as the Imperium tagged it, the marines that followed Horus’s banner fell into damnation, all the loyalty and the honour as warriors that they had proudly bore was stripped away. The Sons of Fulgrim took to practising acts that they would never have done had they been about their sensibilities. He did not follow the ruinous gods but he was not ignorant of how they worked, Slaanesh the hedonistic pleasure seeking power that was the younger of the main powers and the product of the Eldars fall.
Others within the other fallen chose their allegiances whilst some like the sons of Lorgar chose to put their lot in with all the gods. He had heard of Falkus Kibres animalistic nature, more then most of his brothers in the Black Legion. It was not unusual for the fallen marines to take their violence and pleasures out on the populace of a world they were laying waste to. As he watched Gil he wondered if he was a product of such an act. Space Marines could do that if they wanted but that urge was overtaken by the battle lust that ran through them all. He kept his own council on the matter, until such a time that he had the proof and not just speculation on his minds part, but it would not go away that much he was certain of.
Gil was certainly tall for a human and well built and his temperament was what he had expected of a Chthonian, they were not known for their tolerance of things that escaped from the norm as they saw it. They were a violent people, their world had been harsh and ay weakness was either beaten out of them or they died it was that simple. Chthonia gave no second chances and in a way that was how the Lunar Wolves had worked, they did not tolerate weakness, in fact they tended to have respect for those that fought hard for what they believed in and that was best exemplified in the Mournival, the old inner circle who spoke as the different voices of the legion. They also reminded him a lot of his own people. How life was a daily struggle to not just survive the almost depleted mines but the violence that seemed to permeate the ancient homeland.
He pushed his musings and revelry to one side for the moment and pointed to a free seat for Eli to sit on and took up a place behind Elizabet. Gil cleared his throat and pulled up the plans of the palace for them all to see and with a light stick began to explain what he had found.
“The Palace itself is the standard construction for all Imperial residences; it is heavily fortified with a large wall surrounding it. Gun emplacements are at strategic positions along the wall that offer the best defence for the palace.”
“Which means a direct approach would be out of the question” Shan mused Gil nodded.
“As well as the gun emplacements which are manned twenty four seven there are bio scans under each of the arches of the four gates. The moment anyone with any suspect weaponry or cyber enhancements go under these then they are made and shot” He lit a cigar then continued “however the sewer systems go a bit further out. There is an outlet about three Kilometres from the main palace”
“How come this was not seen?” Mikhail asked.
“I think that in the old days when this world was towing the Imperial line, this would have been used as an escape route for the Governor and his aides, the clearing beyond is well hidden and big enough for an escape ship to land and go off before anyone realises.”
“Would the Governor know about it?” Elizabet asked
“He’s an intelligent man, it’s a good chance he would know about it but not think much about it, Melescion is too confident in his powerbase to think about it however I do believe that saying that he would know the exits and entrances and have them covered.” Gil admitted, “However, I still believe this route would be the best way in as it takes you right up into the main part of the palace and leaves just the main offices to deal with”
Mikhail rubbed his jaw and Gil looked up as the Night Lord moved a little closer to the screen then asked. “Do you have the plans for the sewer outlet?” Gil glanced at Elizabet who nodded briefly and he brought them up. The Night Lord ran his finger along the entire length of the outlet. “It comes out to where you said but it comes up into a storage area, and that’s the best place to come out into”
“Oh?” Elizabet asked “Why?”
“Judging by the map of the palace this is where it is least guarded, it will be a fight to get to Melescion but then he is an ex Commissar it will not be easy, this way will take you to the fourth level where his office is and whilst we deal with him you two can deal with the Enforcers that he will have there, it will make escape easy for Eli and us” He spared a brief glance at Gil and Shan
“And then make it easy for the Inquisitorial forces when they get here” Shan mused, “At least they won’t have spilt too much blood”
“And it is probably correct to assume that the Enforcers themselves are old members of the traitor guard” Gil added “The Night Lord is right, it would make sense to deal with two problems at once and I can knock out the sensors and internal feeds, place a ghost image on the screens so that they won’t see us”
“How long will it take you to do that?” Eli asked finding his voice at last.
“Once I have the schematics up, I can have it done on the move. Say three hours to find the terminals and an hour to set the timer.”
Elizabet nodded “Let’s do it. I want to be off here before the Inquisition and their allies come.”
Shan dropped her hand onto Eli’s shoulder “Don’t worry my friend, your planet shall be free of this barbarism”
Eli nodded a little too overwhelmed at the thought that his month’s of work was now coming to an end and he had help although part of him was not sure if he was making a pact with the angels or the devils.