A timer on a stasis field generator counted down, within in a figure sleeps there, having waited ten Millennia for this moment. Outside three golden armor clad figures watch the timer near zero, these were the Adeptus Custodes, Guardians of the Imperial palace. The head one spoke "It is almost time."05
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The field then shut off.
My eyes slowly opened, everything is blurry, I notice the pod doors open revealing three blurry gold figures, one of them spoke but their words were barely indistinguishable. I lift one of my hands up and rub my eyes in attempt to remedy the blurriness, it helps a little, my hearing clears up enough to make out words.
"My Lord? My Lord" I look at the figure once more, I can see that it is a Custodian "Tell me Custodian, how long have I been out?" The Custodian hesitated "..Ten Millennia my Lord."
My eyes widen in shock. The Custodian then continues "Much has happened since your interment within the stasis field." I then attempt to stand but my legs give out, stumbling I reach my arm out in time to catch myself on a wall to support me, when the Custodian walks over a leans me on his shoulder. "Bring me to the Imperial records Custodian....I have much catching up to do." "As you wish my Lord."
As we walked through the halls I noticed something strange, they were quite empty. "Custodian, where is everyone?" The Custodian tilted his head down "my Lord there hasn't been any outsiders for a very long time." I nodded in response.
We finally arrived to the records, a bunch of servitors were floating around seemingly awaiting commands, I had the Custodian bring me over to a table, he then turned to leave "Please....stay, being entombed within a pod for Ten Millennia by yourself, makes you crave company." "Yes my Lord." he then stood next to me seemingly guarding some imaginary force." I turned to a Servitor "Bring me all records directly after the Great Crusade."
Hours after hours I spent pouring over the records, horrified and saddened for what has happened to the once great Imperium. Once I closed the last of the records I turned to the Custodian, who stood there ever vigilant the whole time. "Custodian I need you to do something for me." "What is it my lord?" "Ready my armor and a ship to go to the asteroid belt, it is time my Second Legion reunites with their Primarch Brutus Carolus of the Emperors Swords. "
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The Return of the Second Legion
FanfictionIn the 41st Millennium there is only war. Humanity hangs on by a thread, being bombarded with constant attacks from Xenos and Heretics alike with no hope for the future, but deep underneath the Imperial palace on Terra. A figure sleeps within a stas...