Alesso stood, staring at the front chimera as the voice emanated from it.
"Sergeant Korvis. Raven Guard Assault Marine" It began in a taunting, amused tone. Alesso bristled at the mocking use of Korvis' honorific.
The voice continued. "Whilst I admire your skill at stealth, It contiuned, pausing for a slightest moment And so you should thought Alesso Few are quieter than the Raven Guard, and none are more deadly.
none can hide from the might of the Ruinous Powers." Alesso was seething at these words, who did this traitorous scum think he was? No one should address a sergeant in this way. He was about to say so, when Korvis spoke.
"Remain silent.Do not respond to the traitor." Came Korvis' hushed reply. Alesso halted the words instantly, instead looking out to see if he could locate the traitorous leader. To his immense irritation, Alesso could not locate the vile beast.
"You are probably wondering several things by now. Firstly, you may be wondering how I know your name. Well, I have my sources. A traitor... the thought slipped into Alesso's mind and settled heavily upon him. Someone had told this heretic where the squad was being deployed. He gritted his teeth and continued to listen.
Secondly, you're probably wondering why my soldiers aren't pouring forth from the Chimeras just yet, and the answer to that is quite simple... There isn't any men. You will no doubt remember the trick that you used to rig your own Thunderhawk to explode when my men discovered it. Well, Sergeant Korvis of the Raven Guard Second Company... let me tell you this."
Alesso began to feel uneasy, the traitor knew what they had done since their deployment. Since the crash. Someone was keeping The Blackheart's minions updated to their every move. Then he reaslised the intent behind the traitor's words: The explosives, the chimeras. He pieced the information together. It clicked just as the Traitor spoke again.
"I can use the same tactics as well,"
Sergeant Korvis just called out a warning as the convoy erupted into flames. The nearby trees burnt and huge chunks of shrapnel spun in all directions. A flying multi-laser whipped towards Alesso's head, who ducked, avoiding the huge weapon. But another piece of shrapnel, a piece of hull almost as big as Alesso himself, smashed into his shoulder, in between the shoulder pad and the chest plate, spinning him around and sending a burst of warnings and alarms into his helmet's display.
He crashed to the ground, spinning and colliding with the base of a tree, which cracked and fell down next to him. He lay there, blackness filling the corners of his vision. He fought to ignore the sedatives that the armour was pumping into his system, making sure he remained conscious and alert. The team could not afford to lose any men to unconsciousness now, an assault could be imminent. He groped for his weapons, trying to retain consciousness. Must stay awake He thought Must stay awake. Must stay-.
Alesso collapsed in a heap, his breathing slowing as he fell out of the conscious world. His hand found Kai's chainsword and gripped it, the action jolted him awake. He fought through the sedatives, his body screaming in protest. He looked down at his shoulder, the side of the chest was crumpled and rent, the wing on the sign of the aquilla on the chest was bent and a few small bits of shrapnel were stuck inside. He wrenched them out and large spots of blood welled up on his armour before clotting, almost instantly. He held onto the chainblade and drew his pistol, the two weapons forcing his mind into battle readiness. Years of training and drilling kicked in, forcing off the sedatives.
He looked around, trying to get a bearing of the rest of the squad's situation. There was total carnage everywhere, trees burned, the ground was littered with chunks of metal and sprawling marines. He looked out to the ruined convoy, an assumption forming in his mind about the Tyrant of Badab.
He was more ruthless than Alesso had imagined and seemed to be willing to go to almost any end to see to his victory. This was good and bad, reflected Alesso. On the one hand, this meant that he would not stop until his considerable forces were drained. On the other hand, this meant that nothing the squad could do would cause a telling blow to The Blackheart, as nothing seemed to matter to him.
Alesso thought back to the Traitorous voice and the implications involved. Someone had betrayed the squad. But from outside of the squad, Thought Alesso Or within?. These thoughts played around his mind, endless possibilities and accusations spinning around his head. He banished them, That's what they want you to think he scolded himself. He intends to turn us against each other, make us unstable. He cast aside his doubts, they could wait. He set about seeing what he could do to help the others, ignoring the nagging feeling that he might be helping a traitor.
Last edited by HOGGLORD; 07-12-12 at 03:34 PM.