Grendel hears noise...GUN FIRE!... his mind senses things around him as his eyes flicker open...dust still hanging in the air, sounds all around him of battle...there is a girl...was it all a dream? he slowly sits up...feeling a bit of nausea as the effects of his own powers still tingle the back of his mind...
There is a shot gun lying close by the young lady leaning against a wall section...he looks around for his weapons...FETH!..they are lying on the ground amidst a group of Arbites...LIVE Arbites...weapons trained on his position...Grendel growls and reaches for the shotgun...he wracks it one handed and begins to run through his catachisms...relaxing his mind and remembering his training...everything suddenly becomes clear and the events of the afternoon come back to him...he nods to the girl, as he sees blood trickling from beneath her armor...this has to end now...he feels the power in his mind and knows what he must do...
"Arbites! I am Inquisitor Grendel Darkmane of the Ordo Xenos, you will cease and desist in the name of the God Emperor and his holy Inquisition or I will be forced to declare you traitor and have your lives and the lives of your families expunged in his name, in doing so your families and the rest of the citizenry will suffer...have I made my self clear!"
Grendel stands and lets the power wash over himself...he understands now what Julius meant...the grogginess of his earlier release washes away and he realizes his power and feels its strength wash over him...HE had to be ready...HE had to know his own limits...the wall that barred his earlier attempts seems to slip from his mind...he embraces his power and lets it slowly flow around him like a spectre chained to his physical being...a shadow manifest about him...in the back of his mind he begins to recite the catachisms to the Emperor that Julius taught him...he strides forward...holding out a hand...
"Arbites! I will not say this again...if you do not comply I will terminate your lives and sign the documents myself declaring you Traitor Excomunicae...ordering Exterminatus on you and your families! Drop your weapons and step into the open!"
His Bolt Pistol and axe returning to him as if they were alive...The remaining arbites training their weapons on the interrogator...the shotgun held at his side as he holsters his pistol and slings his axe each in turn...Grendel approaches the Arbites position and lets his power ease out...frost forming around his feet, the temperature in the air dropping slightly around him...His catachisms resounding in the back of his mind as he forces himself to maintain control lest he fall to that which he is trying to control...
"Do not force the issue gentlemen...I will destroy you if you force me to do so!"
He looks about him at the mess of thawing body parts and shards of half frozen flesh that he caused...
"Do you wish to end up as these have? Lay down your weapons and come out or I will come to you, and It will not be pleasant!"
Part of him is hoping they comply to avoid further blood shed, part of him wants to rip them limb from limb...Grendel releases a little more of his control as the power snakes across the ground and begins to form little patterns of frost on several surfaces...the charred hulk of the Rhino before him...the bodies of the fallen...their own breathes becoming visible to them the Arbites comply...
"Who is in charge here! I want a name! NOW!"
__________________ I am Wolfpack, my fangs are long, my hair grey with age...I am The Great Wolf...I fight with bolter and Axe, my armies vast, my word final. A true son of Russ, my honor above all, I hunt the heretic, the xenos, and the witch and slay them where they stand! My sons hunt our enemies, slay them where they falter and bring their pelts to Fenris |