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Emperor's Will be done Pt22b

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With the chair above me, I swung it around on the Ordo Agent’s head. She fell to a heap and the daemon exhaled with relief. I then slammed the chair down so the crossbar constricted the neck of the daemon’s weak body.

“You don’t have much time….foul creature,” I said as I sat on the chair putting more weight on the neck and shoved the pistol barrel in the creature’s mouth, “You lose your new body, and you have two choices……her or me as a host. Both options I know you will struggle with.”

I was waiting for those illusions or nightmares to come into my mind from the daemon, but nothing happened. Had its mind been ravaged by the Ordo Agent enough to be weakened in this state? Or had my mind been harder to be controlled lately?

The possessed Major soon nodded wordlessly (mostly because the barrel was still in its mouth). It got up and stepped closer to the unconscious Agent. “No,” I stated while it turned to look at me in vehemence, “She stays alive, so you can leave her be.” The words seem to come to me with instinct. Look at me, I still had some humanity left in me, and now I seemed to be ordering a powerful chaos creature around. Was this a dream? I couldn’t even get my siblings to listen to me when we were young.

The Major seemed to compose himself, straightened up, and spoke to me about getting us to the female mortal I seek. It even offered to help me escape the compound, only on the condition that I leave him to his own amusements once Xin’Vauk and I had left. I would like to think otherwise, but am afraid that it could still read my thoughts. I will cross that bridge when I come to it. Either way, the human race is very intolerant, and I have crossed the line already. Please, let me NOT venture further down this path.

We departed the room and the unconscious Agent was left behind. I was afraid that some of the staff here in the lower levels would question the reason why the Major (who was bruised and bleeding in the face) would be escorting a low ranking soldier around. But as guards saluted the daemon’s new body, it seemed to recognize the faces and names of them as we continued. It was probably digging into the memories of the poor Imperial Major the warp creature possessed. The guards hadn’t even glanced twice when I clearly had been armed with a pistol. Have we been fighting so long on this planet that carrying a weapon was almost suggested within the compound?

A few more levels deeper and some coded locked doors, we reached a room full of computing machines and everything smelled of holy incense. The staff here seemed to be busy with their stations. Most wearing tattered grey jumpsuits. A head lab tech (who had been more machine than flesh) strode up to us, informing the Major that he wasn’t expecting Imperial Command to visit this soon. The xeno subject needed more time.

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