A Heritic in the Henhouse Pt 3

                   ...and Another tale from 40k


          Mira sat pationtly in her chair in the governess estravigent quarters sulking on being left behind on the most resent mission.  Governess Lorana was having her hair done, by one of her attendents that had come with her, in front of a gold plated mirror on the oposite side of the room. Lorana had refraned from looking in Miras direction for a while and the erey silance anouyed both of them to no end. Finaly Loranas ciriosity got the beter of her.

           "Um... I have a.. question Mrs?" Lorana asked shakly still not looking in Miras direction.

           "Mira, Mylady what do you require?" Mira said politly. Miras voice had finaly, after much tinkering by Corbin, returned to normal but had a slight echo do to the largeness of the room.

           "Yes Mrs Mira.. um when we first got here you and the others pushed my new guards out of the way and the captains put you and your guardsmen as my protection. Why?" Lorana asked finaly looking in Miras direction making he assistant have to ajust herself.

           "Well Mylady there is outstanding evidence of a heresy here and we had no idea who is a traiter and who is loyal." Mira started staitning her posture. She was adressing a planetary Governess after all. "The heretic has many forms Mylady. He can hide anywere or be anyone and we had to be sure of your protection."  

           Lorana pondered this for a moment. "How can people just betray their fellows like that. Just saying yes to killing your friends and harming others when there are so many other theats out there. Its unthinkable."

           Mira bowed her head remembering her own homes heresy. The blood shed. Brother turning agenst brother. Even her feonsay. Mira clincked her good hand tightly. "There are thouse who are weak, those that can't help the corruption of power, those that disire strength that does not belong to them." Lorana and her assistent listened intently as Mira talked. "Those that wish nothing more than to see others in pain. Those are the filth the chaos gods prey on. The ones that waist the Emperors gift of their life on meningless venturs like wealth or stature, when they should use that life to help humanity." Mira felt her madalion under her coat get hotter as she grew more passionat. "The runones powers promise power to quench the apitite of anyone who is foolhearty enough to think they can get away without consiquences. They insted trick, manipulat and twist all they encounter turning them into slave that don't think for themselfs, only on how to please their gods wishes." Mira felt a ping in the back of her head as she relised somthing. She stood and walked up to Lorana and kneeled in front of her. "Thats why people like you and me exsist." Mira looked Lorana strait into her blue eyes. "And that is why the Emperor did what he did in presrving humanity. Because there is still good in this world. Great good all we have to do is fight for it."

            "Why are you telling me this?" Lorana asked.

            "Because I was just like you a few mounths back. Angey but hesitent after my outburst. I see it in your eyes. You lack conviction right now but I want you to now, your right."

            "What...what do you mean?" Lorana studered.

            "Your right to me mad, to feel saddness and pain in your heart. Your right to be scared, to want to destroy every last one of the monsters that hurt you friends, family and people. Your right because everyone of us feels the same. All of us on the team, NO all of humanity feel the same way. Your a leader now and leaders never hesitate and do you know why leaders never hesitate?"

            Looking down Lorana responded after a moment. "No" She said low.

            Mira used he good hand to lift Loranas head up by the chin. "Its because what ever they diside they know they have friend backing them up. Friends and followers who will support you when ever you need them. Who will catch when you fall and push you back up again. I want you to know we are all here for you and you don't have to be scaired anymore." Lorana looked to her assistant over her shoulder and the assistant smiled and shook her head in agreement. Lorana did not cry this time. She simply leaned forward in her chair and hugged Mira.

           "Thank you."


           "PUT ME DOWN YOU RETATED METAL ORGEN REGECT!" Came a far away mans voice.

           "What was that?" Lorana asked releasing Mira.

           "Stay here I'll go check." Mira said making her way to the door. But before she could open the door a knock came. Mira looked back to Lorana and her attendent. The attendent moved Lorana behind the mirror.

           "Enter!" Lorana said from her hiding spot. As Mira stayed behind the door. Captain Galahan entered, bending down a bit throught the door.

           "Mylady the mission was completed." Galahan said looking stait at where Lorana was, having hear their breathing with his augmented hearing. Knowing it was safe she steped out with her attendent and Mira came out from behind the door, Galahan politly moved the door for her without looking know she was there as well.

            "Good, good did you have any trouble?" Lorana said getting back into her chair.

            "Non of note Mylady." Galahan said but behind him Julius walked by with Gibbs over his shoulder who had woke up when they made it to the palace.

            "LET GO! YOU WHITE FACED CODEX THUMBER!" Gibbs yelled trying to get free.
            (I did not cover this in the last chapter but think of Gibbs as Joe Peshy from Goodfellas.)

            "Ooooooook." Lorana said rasing an eyebrow. "Carry on."

            "Thank you Mylady. Mira come with me." Galahan said leaving the room.

            "Yes sir!" Mira said happly finaly able to leave the room. Mira turned to Lorana and bowed respecfully. "Good evening Mylady."

            "Emperor protects Mrs Mira." Lorana said with a smile and a wave.

            Mira closed the door and two guardsmen form team 27 took up positions at Loranas door, one was a Tallarn Desert Raider clad in a short tan pancho and turban that was covering his face and the other was a Death Korps of Krieg trooper wairing the infomus grey long coat and skull mask of a storm trooper of said regiment. The Raider leaned agenst the wall while the Krieg trooper stood strait as a rail at attention. Erikson came up behind Mira from a side passage followed by Kara, who looked a littel down.

            "You alright Kara?" Mira asked.

            "Ya I'm good just a little tired." Kara replyed.
  
            "So is this the guy?" Mira asked Erikson.

            "Yep it sure is. he fit the personality file to the tea. Noisey, load, bossy the whole shu-bang." Erikson said light heatedly as they followed Galahan to their 'brifroom' as they called it now. Galahan told Mira to wait out side then entered and walked over to the other captains to the left. While everyone else, exsept Barnson, was around Gibbs who was tied to a chair and thankfully gagged. Mira felt her claw fingers twitch but held her anger in check. Gibbs just gave everyone a nasty look as he squrmed in his chair. Ivar took a tall lamp and plased it infront of Gibbs and pointed the powerfull bulb at him. Galahan, Folson and Bretran motioned everyone out of the room.

            "Well be back Gibbs we just need to let the docter take a look at you." Folson said as he left the room shutting the door. Gibbs sat in the dark room with the light shining blindly in front of him as the only light sorce. Gibbs felt beads of sweat drip down his chin and his heart race.

            "Fuck! FUCK! FUCK!" He thought and he once again tryed to get lose but to no aval. Suddenly the door opened behind the light and a hunched over man in a white lab coat and mask walked in followed by a figure he could not quite see that walked over to his left.

            "Hello....Mister Gibbs." The man in white said slowly. The man sounded like he was in his 60s. "I'm the Doctor here, my name is not important what is important is WE are very, very disapponted in you Mister Gibbs." The doctor pulled out Gibbs gag and slowly walked around him and Gibbs lost track of the other person in the shadows.

            "What the hell do you mean we?" Gibbs said angrly.

            "Why your employers of cource." The doc said with a visable smile under his mask. "The arms you supplyed were very useful Mister Gibbs but now." The doc leaned into Gibbs right ear. "Your a liability. They think I'm just cheaking if your injured but what they don't know is that this room is sound proof and I'm not who I apper to be."

             "Your searve them don't you." Gibbs said putting two and two together. The doc laughed lightly. "If you are THEN GET ME OUT OF HERE!" Gibbs yelled rocking in his chair.

             "You have not been listening Mister Gibbs." The doc came around to the front of Gibbs and bent down to look him in the eye. "You serveces are no longer required Mister Gibbs. Your Fired!" The doc said and snaped his fingers and the second person appeared out of the shadows to Gibbs left.

             "WAIT! You can't kill me you'll expose yourself!" Gibbs yelled.

             "Oooh all I have to say is 'The pationt escaped his ropes and attacked me and my servitor was just protecting me' Ha Ha, That one worked before and it will work again." The doc said laughing as the servitor had a chain blade come out of its right slive and spin up. The servitor aproched Gibbs and brought the blade slowly closer and closer to his neck.

             "ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT I'LL TALK, I'LL TALK SOMEONE JUST GET THIS MAD DOC AWAY FROM ME!" Gibbs yelled with everything he had. Folson burst into the room, the doc and servitor moved aside, and fliped the chair and Gibbs onto his back and lightly choked him.

             "How are you moving the arms!" Folson said forcefully.

             "(choke) A Tunnel (choke)" Gibbs said.

             "Where!"

             "(choke) Warehouse 6 (choke) Behind some fake crates in the back."

             "Whos the Rebelions leader!"

             "I don't know (choke)"

             "Don't Lie to me Gibbs!" Folson applying more presure.

             "(choke) All I know is the guy who picked the shipments up (choke)"
  
             "Who!"

             "Leon Hardings (choke) Big underworld guy head of one of the big Ganger familys."

             "Good boy." Folson said realasing him.

             "Can I get results or what?" Barnson said staiting his back, clearing his throut and taking off the white lab coat he was wairing.

             "That was actualy kinda fun." Mira said turning off her chain blade.

             "Good work you two. Now take this trash out to the firing squad." Folson turned and made for the door. "We have work to do."

             "Yes Sir!" Both responded.