His words echoed through the command room. Hearts were heavy with sorrow but none of them in the room showed it. Least of all the Captain.
"Calm yourself Kraksus." Captain Barren replied sternly. "Do not think for a moment you're the only one with that in mind. But by doing so we put too much at risk."
"You speak of cowardice!" Kraksus smashed his fist to the table as he stood up, leaving an enormous dent. "It is our home and we must risk all to save it!"
The Captain coolly signalled everyone to stand down. Too much has been lost and to lose another brother is the last thing he wanted.
"Kraksus, listen to reason." Gaelius voiced. "We have all seen the message and the picts. You know it to be true. They will be waiting for us to return and all that is left of our Chapter will be erased from history."
If it were any man he would have slumped back to his chair, maddened by the news of the slaughter of his homeworld. But Kraksus is an Astrates, one of the finest, and his resolve overcame his anger. He sat back down and nodded apologetically to his brothers. "Forgive my words, Captain. This is hard news."
"It is to all of us, Lieutenant."
"What have we done to deserve this?" a brother asked solemnly. "What do we do now?"
Silence fell in the room for what seemed to be an eternity. Then the Captain stood up and began circling the room. He stopped behind his brother and placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder.
He then turned and faced the holocaster. The picts of the horrors that befell their homeworld still cycling through. He closed his eyes briefly, a surge of emotions he never thought possible for any Astrates ran through him. Grief. Guilt. Regrets. Helplessness. Revenge.
"Captain?" Kraksus called out.
"Yes, Brother Kraksus."
"How are going to tell our men?"
"Ah..yes." The Captain replied. "How are we going to tell our brothers their father betrayed them."
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Yes, I am rather sad. In case you don't know its based on warhammer 40k. A hobby of mine.
This post was in conjuction of me finishing off my 1st Chaos Model!! Woohoo!! And while I was bored this whole day, and thought I needed to update my blog I wrote a short story based on it. Basically, that story I wrote is how the 'good guys' (if there's any) turn up to be the bad guys. At least the story that's in my head. This probably would be confusing for those who don't even know about wh40k. But I just hope my word-craft is attractive enough.
Here's the pics of my model work. Heh.
From Right
Sorta from Left
Front (Look he's lending a hand)
That's all folks.
PS: From the first 2 pics he looks like he's giving the finger. Heh. Ops.
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