A resonant pounding cycled through the temple to the machine god, As it had for almost three days now. Archanius was greatful for the fact his sleeping quarterswere located on the other side of the house entirely... he'd never have been able to stand the terrible racket the Xenos was making elsewise. Ever since his last creation, the hand held "lifta droppa" had shot its aerial at a wall (which had dug its way three quarters of the way in), the Space Ork had been working non stop to create something he vaguely referred to as an "Eks-ray". And still no rituals to the machine God. Once again, Archanius walked across to the Com port to complain about the Ork, but before he could start the activation rituals, the console burst into life. It was the captain. Archanius' heart leapt..... His application for Xenos extermination had finally been approved!!! Then he noticed the subtle smirk around the captains lips. and then heard the barely suppressed arrogance in his tone. "The Inquisitor is on his way down to see you" he said. "I trust you will have everything in order?"
The colour drained from Archanius's face. Without a word, he shut off the Com port and rushed across to the cluttered corner where Wuzgug was screwing screw into the Eks-ray.
"Xenos" spoke Archanius, talking down his nose to the Ork. "Inquisitor Cain is coming to see us. I trust your" At this Archanius coughed "Device, is in working order?"
"Almost dun" rumbled the ork, oblivious to the Tech Preists tone.
Archanius's mouth formed into a sarcastic response, which was cut out by the sound of the great door to the mechanical bay opening.
"Archanius!!!" called out the huge hooded form of Inquisitor Cain.
"I am going to make a planet drop, and wish the presence of you and the Xenos. Wuzgug, do you have the device I requested of you?"
Wuzgug stood up from his work table, and flexed his impressive muscles. At that moment Archanius was unsure who terrified him more, The sinsiter form of the Inquisitor, or the sheer bestial power of the Ork.
"All dun boss" he growled.
"Excellent" said the Inquisitor.
The drop to planet was uneventful. Upon arrival, Archanius was shocked by the world. Street after street of traders, packed together like fish in a can. A million different accents to hear. smells from all corners of the Imperium. What was even more amazing was the way that the crowd parted to make room for the Inqusitor and his retinue.
Archanius was lead through the press to an alley. Through the alley to a door. Through the door, to a set of stairs that lead to a cellar.
Inside the cellar, the Cain stopped and ordered Archanius to stand in the centre of the room. Trembling, Archanius did as he was told.
"Do you have any comprehension of why i have brought you here?" asked Cain .
"N-None sir" stuttered the servant of the Machine god.
"It is because in order to stay in control, one must BE in control. And one cannot stay in control if one has constant challenges to ones power. Do you comprehend now?"
"N-no sir" said Archanius again
The Inquisitor sighed. "The Xenos, Preist. your constant requests for its termination despite my implicate instructions for his purpose. I cannot have that sort of challenge. I cannot be dealing with lackeys with less then total respect. Goodbye Archanius. Wuzgug...your device"
The Ork grinned. "Sure Fing Boss" he said, with a considerable amount of gusto for an Ork.
The scene around the Tech Preist crystalized. "No!!" he screamed, drawing his las pistol.
As he ran towards the door, he shot at the pair in the room. the first shot went wide, missing both. the second would have blasted a hole in Wuzgugs head, had the Ork not dodged with unnatural speed. the third missed. the forth impacted on the Inquisitor, tearng a hole in his robe and leaving a small blistering patch of melted ceramite. Archanius reached the door, and ran out into the alley.
Cursing, Cain called out to Wuzgug. "Stay here!!! I will return!!!"
He just had time to hear the orks resounding "Sure fing boss" before he reached the street and raced after the renegade.
Wuzgug waited patiently in his cellar for the Inquisitors return. this proved to be remarkably quick, and as well as the Tech preist, he was accompanied by a man in a black cloak, and his pet.
At the Inqusitors bequest, Archanius was dropped in the centre of the room by the cloak mans creature.
"And now Wuzgug" The Inquistor said. "Resume demonstration".
The Ork activated the multi-switched device, pointing the resonant beam at Archanius, who was struggling to stand. When the bean struck him, his skeleton was visible through his flesh, and then he flopped to the ground.
"Da subjekt has not got any bonez left" declared the Ork.
"But is still alive?" Spoke Cain, with an almost hungry edge to his voice.
"Of Corse"
"The commence Phase Two"
The Ork tinkered with the device, sending a more focused shoc wave towards the former Tech preists head. This deflated even further, and a gunky residue appeared on the floor in front of the cloaked mans pet, whic began to lck it off the floor hurredly.
"Aww....Ent It Koot" he said, and reached to stroke the creature. It reacted by raising its immense claws in the air and hissing at Wuzgug. Wuzgug responded to THIS by drawing a rusty blade from his belt and bellowing at the top of his lungs.
Cains voice rang out across the dingy cellar.
"Enough!!! we have not time for such petty bickering among ourselves. We shall return to the ship. NOW".
Wuzgug was the last to leave. he took one last discusted look at the corpse of Archanius, then shut the door behind him.
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