The Return of the Second Legion

THE AWAKENING

My armor felt heavier than I remember, its gold plating glowing under the lights inside the Thunderhawk. I remember when I first received it, I had it forged by human hands, not by machines, Father had always seemed proud of that decision. And now when I look at it, I'm reminded of all the battles me and my sons have fought, like me they have been anticipating this moment.

"My Lord we are nearing the astroid belt." I stand up and walk over to the cockpit, I pointed out a gigantic astroid to the Custodian "There, that giant astroid.... That's where we need to go." "It shall be done my Lord."

  I went and sat back down, thinking of the past in the Imperial Palace, I had always enjoyed my brothers company, especially those of Sanguinius, Leman Russ and Lion El' Johnson. We would tell each other tales of our times back on our foster planets.

I didn't mind the company of the others, though I felt I didn't fit in with them. Vulcan and Ferrus would talk about creating weapons and armor. Rogal and Perturabo would always argue on who could build structures better. Angron would always looking for a reason to fight someone, even I put him on his ass quite a few times.

Lorgar and Magnus were always absorbed in their tomes. Jaghatai Kahn was always doing something with his Assault Bike. Fulgrim and Guilliman would speak of the great deeds their legions had done.

Horus, he usually left himself out of our dealings with each other, though he would mostly talk to Sanguinus. And Konrad Curze.....He kept to himself in the shadows only speaking to Mortarion. And the other lost brother....... I do not speak of him.

I was remembering all those moments when the Custodians voice broke me out of my trance. "My Lord we are here." I put on my helmet and spoke "Open the hatch Custodian." "Yes my Lord."

The hatch opened, and the pressure dropped. I stepped out onto the rocky surface and started walking until I found what I was looking for ; a panel. I placed my hand upon I and it scanned my hand. Immediately a slab opened up revealing a lift down, just as father and I planned.

  I stepped unto the lift and pulled the switch and I descended down into the astroid, deeper and deeper. The lift suddenly stopped, and as I stepped forward, lights flickered on one row at a time, revealing what I came here for, my sons the Emperors Swords.

I walked over to another switch and prayed that this would work. Flipping the switch down. I watched as the Stasis fields shut down and the pod doors opened. After waiting a few minutes my sons started clambering out of the pods still clad in their Mark II Crusade armor. An emblem of a fire bathed sword on their shoulder plate. Each one grabbed his bolter from the side of their pod and stood to face me then they slammed their right fists to their chests while shouting "WE ARE ONE!"

I smiled "Indeed we are my sons." One of them walked up to me "Glory to our Primarch!" I looked down at him "And glory to you,  Lord Commander Lysandros." He looked up at me with pride and hope "Is it time?" "Indeed it is." I turned to the rest of my legion "My sons many things have changed since our entombment! The mighty Imperium that we once knew is but a shadow of its former self!"

I proceeded to explain everything I had learned through the records I read while using my psychic abilities to project the information to them. Their faces where as saddened as I was when I learned of these things. "But fret not my sons, for it is time to bring light to the Imperium once more!" I slammed my fist into my chest plate then extended it outwards "FIRE AND FLAMES!" They mirrored my movements "WE ARE ONE!"