Campaign 2: Border Patrol

 

Whoever said the Sisters of Battle are weak doesn't have a f*cking clue...

 

Archon Shaka entered the Conference Room pissed off. He left his Hell Mask on and stared at the Haemonculi. He wanted them to know he was displeased with their lack of activity. He was menacing enough without the Hell Mask. Once they appeared to be suitably unnerved, Shaka removed his mask and turned to his esteemed Emperor.

J.E.: Report.

A.S.: The goods stolen from those warehouses were largely ineffective. They must have been laying around for centuries. You two slimy f*cking worms need to do better in the future.

Hanibal: Yes, my Lord.

A.S.: Anyway, I sent one of my units of troops out on patrol. They reported on what you predicted correctly as a "random" encounter on the borders of our territory on Rool. But they were not Eldar. They were Sisters of Battle.

J.E.: How...unusual. Go on.

A.S. We made it through the warp better than on our last mission. The Sisters had tanks. Again, we were at a severe disatvantage with their heavy weaponry. I was not worried, though, because the Scourges came expeditiously. However, they missed the destination I told them to land at. This ruined everything. They were spotted by a Rhino tank and attacked. Those that survived fled the battle and left us hanging. Those dirty rat bastard @ss monkeys! And these Haemonculi never showed up at all!

Medea: Your eminence, we activated the portal that rescued you from your massacre.

J.E.: The transgressions of the Haemonculi are pardoned. But you lose the priviledge of controlling the warp. As for the Scourges, I have them tracked, and have offered immense awards for their return. They will...pay for their cowardice. In fact, they will make fine grotesques don't you all think?

Hanibal and Medea: Yes, to hear is to obey.

A.S.: Your presence was required on the battlefield. I will not tolerate any more excuses! Anyway, sir, we sustained heavy casualties. As their troops closed in, we sustained even more. They had what appeared to be China Dolls, beautiful but deadly (for humans, at least). Confident, their troops deployed from the tanks to finish us off. Out of nowhere, one of my own troops opened fire on me and my entourage! And changed into a woman, a Callidus Assassin. To think she infiltrated my own ranks without anyones knowledge infuriated me. My standard troops held her down while my Incubi finished her off. We captured her alive.

J.E.: You captured a Callidus assassin? How impressive. <Appears to be more interested in the assassin than in the outcome of the battle>

A.S.: Yes, with your permission, I'd like to torture her indefinitely. I want to give that arrogant b*tch blood transfusions, organ transplants, feed her souls if I have to in order to keep her alive to suffer my wrath. I want her as a trophy in my throne room for my eternal pleasures. When I've vented my anger and finally broken her, which won't happen for a long, long time, I wish to make her my concubine. And perhaps learn the secrets of the Callidus through the Haemonculi's depraved experiements. <The Haemonculi smile>

J.E.: Permission Granted.

A.S.: Thank you my Lord. To continue, in the distance my entourage saw my first unit of troops utterly obliterated, except for a lone warrior. This warrior survived an unbelievable onslaught of advance weapons. And she utterly refused to retreat. One would have thought she was a grotesque with an intellect. Then a scarlet-clad warlord and her entourage appeared before my Retinue, and a heavy battle ensued. My Incubi were occupied while unsuccessfully battling a pious Missionary I heard referred to as Reverend Maykmee Riche. I then fell upon the Scarlet Warrior and we fought to a standstill. By that time the portal opened and we retreated.

J.E.: ...very well. Bring the warrior before me that performed so well. <Several minutes pass, and the warrior enters the conference room and immediately gets on her elbows and knees> Warrior, I have heard of your heroism and fearlessness. In spite of your units failure, I shall reward you. Rise. From now on your former identity is useless. From now and forever, You are Sybarite Edea. Edea the Great, leader of the Obsidian knights. In addition to my investment of approval, you and every Edea after you will be the keepers of my Webway Portal. This will help deal with our Warp travelling difficulties, therefore allowing my reserves deploy much faster.

Edea: I will not fail you. To hear is to obey.