Here's chapter 2, hope you like it.
- Chapter 2 – New Acquaintances -
Thought for the day: Life is Emperor’s currency, use it wisely
Inquisitor Amberley Vail was sitting in her chair, trying to create some sort of order on her desk. When she returned, all the file cabinets almost had collapsed on top of her when she had closed the door. Now they were lying on the ground, their contents spilled on the ground. In a sudden burst of anger, she shouted
“RAKEL! GET HERE NOW!”
No answer, just some rodents scurrying away. She shouted again, her anger growing
Still no answer. Then, she heard a beeping.
“Finally!” she sighed.
Hopefully, it was Rakel, having finally heard her. But the voxcoder was nowhere to be seen. Frustrated, she started digging through her files and documents, desperately trying to find the damned device.
“Where is it?”
Then she saw it. It lay buried beneath a file cabinet, almost crushed flat. She pulled the cabinets upright, and picked the voxcoder up.
“Now, then, WHERE have you been off slacking to?! Who’s this? Oh, captain Lazarius? That? Oh, never mind. Just having some trouble with my servant. Anyway, why are you contacting me? W-What do you mean, ‘more adventures’ for me? Who is it? Ventory? You’ve got to be joking! The son of the man who saved the Templars of Steel? How can you be so sure? You checked his DNA? Well, the genes can’t lie, I guess. How long is it going to be before he’s here? Whaaaat!” Vail was fuming now, almost crunching the voxcoder
“And you’re telling this to me only now? But I still have to…”
The voxcoder suddenly cut off. She stared at it in disbelief. She could have sworn that right before Lazarius terminated the connection, he was laughing. A space marine, laughing! The much-abused device slipped from her fingers and clattered to the floor, as she started to stuff all the files in the cabinets with redoubled fury. If her guest would see her office in this condition, she would never forgive herself. Suddenly, she froze. She was hearing someone walking upwards the stairs. She saw the door open and a confused looking man standing there.
“It’s now or never!” she thought and tossed those papers away and strode forwards the man.
“Inquisitor Amberley Vail, great to meet you” Ventory bowed.
Vail returned the honour. “So you are the son of the Templars' saviour?”
“Yeah.” Ventory answered, unflinching.
“Tell me, how much do you know about your father?”
“Not much. All I know is that he joined the Guard and got killed, but after the talk with Templars’ librarian, I discovered a lot of things. The Departmento Munitorum would have never thought that my father would have been inserted in a Dreadnought if he survived. Was quite a shock for me, too.”
“Lazarius mentioned that you want some time off. I will arrange for you a travel to the Wermaol Secundus. It’s a peaceful planet, far from any conflicts. But, before we do that, we should have a talk.”
They talked for five hours, and Vail was feeling quite unnerved. The young guardsman did have quite a story to tell. The bloody defence of Malbrede’s capital, the desperate holdout at the space port, and the seemingly endless traitor and demon hordes, all howling for human blood. They made the Chaos horde pay with blood for every step they managed to gain, but the battle was one-sided even before it started. If the Guardsmen managed to kill a heretic or a demon, it seemed that a dozen more were swarming in his place. The situation seemed bleak, but then dozens of Templars’ drop pods came down and deployed several tactical squads and Dreadnoughts. The Templars of Steel were working with other Imperial forces more often than any other chapter and were frowned upon by that, but the regiment’s general seized his chance and sent all of the Imperial forces on offensive. They caught their enemies off guard, because they hadn’t expected someone so weak to assault them. As the Dreadnought Amael Arceus tore their Chaos lord in two, demons disappeared shrieking back into warp, traitors retreated. Retreat turned into rout, rout turned into a bloodbath. But it had been a costly victory; more than two thirds of the regiment were annihilated, and many of them had turned to The Ruinous Powers and were executed by commissars. Nobody did even notice that they have left a man behind, the man who was now sitting and talking to her.
“Now I do understand why you ask for a vacation. I think that so would I, had I been in such slaughter.”
“So, when do I depart?”
“Tomorrow, at 1600 local time. Dismissed.” she said dryly but then Vail broke her rigid posture and smiled at him warmly.
“You know, I was angry when Lazarius contacted me. But maybe this will take me somewhere; maybe a new adventure will be for the better. Who knows what’ll happen.”
Last edited by arturslv; 08-31-10 at 05:50 PM.