40K Story: Fires of the Warp
When a ship gets trapped within the warp the people aboard must try and escape the sea of souls. Will these humans be able to escape with thir souls and sanity intact? Characters designed by:
Private Borris vale - C'tan Chimera
Sisiter Kaya - Xela
Doomaxe the bloodthrister* - Cjay
Alrik Stromstrider - Santaire
Mercutio Atellus - Akatsuki13
Sergeant Tainith John Henry Hutchinson - LukeValantine
Lucinda Elias - TheSpore
Eshmeres Sorval - Scholtae
*I gave him a name because you forgot to.
I invented the other charcters myself but I thank everyone for there input into the story! Here is the first chapter, enjoy.
Chapter I: The Terror within
Somewhere in the vast emptiness of space, close to the great warp storm known as the eye of terror, a Black inquisitorial ship The Seven winds of Terra, a tiny dot in a black ocean. While in another universe where time and space do not matter, cold eyes watched this ship with great interest.
“Remind me again captain, why have we stopped?” Inquisitor Koth asked Captain Algen, his dull eyes not focused on anything in particular. “I told you Inquisitor, one of the crew went mad and attacked the engine,” replied Captain Algen. Inquisitor Koth was the only inquisitor aboard The Seven winds of Terra, he was dressed in flowing dark robes and beautiful belt was round his waist from which many strange objects hung not to mention the lack of hair. Algen, a short man with a grey beard and messy grey hair wearing his uniform, which was kept in surprisingly glorious condition. Both of them were stood in the main control bridge of the ship while the rest of the crew were hard at work. “So captain, is it serious damage?” Asked the inquisitor, “no, not at all in fact it shouldn’t take long to repair. I haven’t got any idea what might be wrong with him.” Said the captain quite causally, Algen then turned to face the crew. “Sergeant Hutchinson!” boomed the captain across the control bridge. Sergeant Tainith John Henry Hutchinson walked towards the captain and saluted. “Sergeant, I want you to question the rouge crew member and find out what’s going on, take another guardsman with you” said Algen in his best voice of importance. “Yes sir” said the guardsman and he turned and walked away. The captain then turned to meet the Inquisitor’s eye “these guardsmen are meant to be for security, in case of renegades because we are so close to the eye”. “Yes, the last thing we need it heretics boarding our ship and taking away potential psykers” said Koth, without much emotion. With that Mercutio Atellus, member of Adeptus Mechanicus stepped onto the control bridge. “Greetings inquisitor Koth and Captain Algen, I heard you had some trouble with one of your crewmates.” “Fear not, there is no longer a problem. The Captain has just dealt with it” Replied Inquisitor Koth. “Good, I wish to see we get there as soon as possible, I have much work to attend to” Mercutio said.
Sergeant Hutchinson marched down the ship’s hallway, one hand was by his side the other buried deep in his pocket. As he turned the corner he came across three guardsmen laughing and joking. “You lot! I need one of you!” The guardsmen turned to face him, the smiles on their faces gone. “Aw…he was getting to good bit” wined one of the guardsmen. “Captain’s orders I’m afraid” Tainith replied keeping a straight face. “Well I’m not going” “me neither!” so they all turned to face the last one, the one that had complained “Aw…man” he said, genuine disappointment on his face. “What’s your name?” Tainith asked, “Private Borris Vale” said Borris. Tainith shook his head “that’s: Private Borris Vale, sir” “Oh right sorry…sir” said Borris in an awkward fashion. “Good man, right lets go,” said Tainith as he walked away with an annoyed Borris at his heels leaving the other guardsmen to their jokes.
Alrik Stormstrider sat in the area of the ship known as the PP zone, PP standing for Potential Pskyer and he was one of them. He had discovered this while fighting with his company in the galactic northeast, His pack were attacked by a large daemon and somehow he had disappeared and reappeared miles away from the battle. He later discovered his pack had been killed off. He then had his first encounter with Inquisitor Koth, smartass Alrik thought. He hated Koth because Koth thinks he knows everything and that he can command anyone he likes. He had noticed a lot of security around the ship in case of heretic attack, mostly guardsmen and sisters of battle, Amateurs thought Alrik thought. None of them were as tough as a space wolf, none of them could handle a gun or an axe better than he could. If he was a heretic he could have probably killed everyone on ship without so much as scratch. Although he had to admit the sisters of battle were quite good looking, there was one in the room keeping watch over the PPs her expression was flat, all about duty. Sister Kaya looked at the young space wolf sat on the chair with disgust. Like all the others onboard he was inferior, ignorant and so easily corrupted no one was as pure as her. She had been part of the small sisters of battle group that accompanied Inquisitor Koth aboard the ship, she was glad to be doing the emperor’s work in whatever form it presents itself.
Somewhere aboard a the ship, in a small room and very little lighting Epimus was looked at his hand again, the mark was clearer now, clearer then ever before. He didn’t know why he had attacked the ship’s engines, only that he must, but he had been too weak. He had only managed to stop the ship the attempt had been so feeble now he was locked in a dark room with only a signal chair and a small table to rest upon. But since they had stopped so much had happened to him he had so many ideas and thoughts about the future and what he could do. But another part of him felt angry very soon two men would walk through that door and talk to him and then something would happen, something important. Yes, that was it. They would enter warpspace. Epimus looked at the mark on his hand again, he had seen it before, so long ago. The murderers had worn it he recognised it and knew what it meant. That Mark, It was the star of chaos.
Tainith opened the door to Epimus’ cell, he was unmoving and staring at the table. Borris followed him in carrying a lasgun in case of trouble. Tainith sat in the chair opposite to Epimus and folded his arms. “Now” he said in an emotionless voice “are you going to tell me why you attacked the engine?” Epimus did not respond, it was going to be a long interrogation. “Well, it was useless we are about to enter warpspace now so your effort was for nothing” said Tainith but still Epimus did not respond. “Um sarg, what’s up with his hand?” asked Borris who so far had kept quiet. Tainith looked at his hands and one of them was red and sore, his over hand covered up most of the red. Tainith reached out “may I see?” he took hold of Epimus’ hands who made no attempt to stop him. He moved Epimus’ over hand out the way to get a closer look. “Oh my…” Said Tainith as he saw the star of chaos on the crewman’s hand “Did you do this?” shouted Tainith “did you!” Borris looked at the star and his mouth flopped open. “What’s going on here? Do think this is a joke or something!” For a moment Tainith stopped shouting and Epimus lifted his head to speak “all for nothing…warpspace…” he mumbled, “Now it happens”.
At the same time Epimus lifted his head to talk Captain Algen turned to inquisitor Koth “good news Inquisitor, the engine is fixed and we are about to enter warpspace!” “Excellent captain begin at once”. The Captain turned to his crew and yelled, “Ok, start the countdown!”
“What happens? And why is there a mark on your hand?” Tainith shouted, he was scared now, so scared.
“5…4” said one of the crewmembers in the control bridge
Epimus looked directly into Tainith’s eyes “there is no place like home…” Borris would have been reaching for the door if he wasn’t so scared.
“Remember sergeant…during the journeys you’ve had and the ones you will have…that change…”
“1… entering warpspace!”
The ship shook and jolted as the great vessel of the stars, and all the souls aboard it entered another dimension. “That change rules all” Epimus screamed and gripped the seat a dark mist passed through eyes turning them blue, and his veins also turned blue and appeared near the surface of his skin, the star of chaos on his hand seemed to expand and burn with magical fire. Epimus stood from his seat and began to head for the door, Tainith also stood and blocked his path so Epimus simply gripped him and threw him into Borris who grunted and fell to the floor. Epimus raised his hand and the door imploded and Epimus stepped into the hallway, he was free now and no one could stop him.
Ok, doing good gentlemen.
(Except Karak, you are not really a gentleman, but more brutal.... a brutalman