A Monster in Hell: A 40K Story

Chapter-30

"Are you sure you want to actually interrogate her and not execute her on the spot? She is a dangerous risk."

"Lord-Inquisitor Rex," I was more or less certain, "Kassandra Curze in chains poses no threat to me."

"But she is a Primarch. A Daughter of the Empress. She was made for breaking out of chains and slaughtering people... and she attempted to assassinate you---"

"I have survived assassination attempts much more brutal than this one. The attack on me in the Imperial Palace was a bigger problem. I will have to know a lot of things. As it is, Lord-Inquisitor... I am perfectly aware how she functions, and given time she will bend to my will." I nodded to him, "Get me all updates that might have occurred during the Red Crusade when I was investigating this shit."

"Yes, my Lord." The man bowed, before walking away.

Kitten looked at me: "Are you sure you will be able to use her to betray the others, my Lord?"

"If any of the Daughters of the Empress are susceptible to redemption, it is her. She was not corrupted by the Ruinous Powers as far as I am aware. If she can be convinced, there is at the very least a window of opportunity to bring the others back to our side. If she cannot... well, the cause is lost. Ultimately, more Space Marines can be constructed. Primarchs are not as expendable."

"I am sure you are just saying this because you like a good fuck, my Lord," Kitten retaliated, before shrinking as he realized what he had said with those adamantium balls of his.

"Well... you have quite a great deal of courage to say that to my face, my dear Kitten." I responded, actually speaking that little nickname Alfabusa had provided him.

Kitten froze: "Err... what did you just call me, my Lord? My name is Kittonius!"

"No, Kitten is right. Or at least... a suitable name. Kittens have a great deal of courage against stronger opponents, and they are very sensible."

"My Lord... you stole that name from Flavius, Bailik and Karius, did you not?"

"May I ask who... these three are?" I asked, although I knew who these three were.

Almost immediately, three naked, oiled Custodians landed from some fucking ceiling (these guys are Alpha Legionnaires, I am telling you!) and the Pillarstodes theme played in my head.

"My Lord," Karius spoke in a deep, faux-serious voice, "You summoned us?"

"Ah... so you are the three." I tried my best to dumb down the sheer amount of light coming from their abs, "Honestly, Kitten... perhaps you should look into turning them into solar generators," I spoke to him, before turning back with a smile, "You know what... I merely asked you to--- forget it."

I was so fucking unprepared for this. To be derailed, even momentarily caught off-guard, by three naked Custodians... was frankly, quite embarrassing. It was a fucking weakness. And weakness was not acceptable.

"Very well. You three do one thing: go back to Titan and cordon it off. Ensure that no one can access Titan except me."

"Very well, My Lord..." Flavius trailed off, with ridiculous levels of... lust in it?

I am a straight man, thank you. I will not waver. In fact, I was disgusted. 

"I am on it, my Lord..." Karius spoke, and the Fabstodes disappeared.

Fucking hell. I was rid of those walking flashlights. 

"Take me down to the cells. It is necessary, after all."