The Joy Riding Chaplain

         ....and another tale from 40k


        Trooper Kara Barmears was looking out her vantage point ,a blown out window, and could not beleave what she was seeing. Kara was a New Spengalem Specter of the hive city Argerino on the planet Mandula. The New Spengalem Specters were some of the best city fighter in the Imperium and have been compaired to ghost of old for their gurrila warfare and estensive use of camo cloaks. Do to the natural accuring virases on the planet all Mandulans over the age of 12 wore chem masks supplying pink colored treatment chems to the owner to sustain their life ever twenty minutes. Kara chem container on her chest hissed as a pink mist filled her mask. She did not notice and her breathing did not change but she felt the adrenilin pump through her vains as the chems did their work prolonging her condition.

        The battle field was stroon with the recks of vehicals Imperial and Tau alike. But the ongoing fire fight below did not consern her as her eyes were transfixed to the sky. Moments ago she was enjoying a plesant conversation with a Black Templar Chaplain. She did not even know his name yet she liked him imediatly. He was no orrdinary Chaplain. Most of their breed were grim figures to match their grim skull helmets but this one knew some funny jokes and had a very positive attitude. 'It's only a bad day if you make it one.' he said as he talked waiting for the ambush to start. Then she saw him yell out the window and challanged the commander waring a flying battle suit. He had her shot at the battle suit with her long las to keep him occupyed as he raced up one floor. When the Tau commander hovered in front of the window and pointed his gantling pulse cannon at Kara she heard

        "FOR THE EMPEROR!"

        The Chaplain droped down from the window above and pulled on the battle suits neck with his right hand power fist and the suit took off. Now Kara staired in amazement as the pair flow around the battle field like a fly trying to land but foiled every time by an annoyed hand.

         "LAND! blast you!" Julius yelled over the roar of the suits engins

         "I CAN'T! You Mon'ki moron!" The Tau commander yelled back "Your bumbling damaged my main control system I can't even slow down!"

        The suit rocketed this way and that way out of control. Then turned towanrds the cluster of buildings Kara was in. Kara went white.

        "EVERYBODY DOWN!" Kara yelled to the rest of her squad in the room.

        Kara jumped out of the way in the nick of time as the out of control flying battering ram burst throught the window and out into the winding stair case that went throught the building. The pair flew upwards spinning slowly, Julius holding on for dear life. The odd pair pasted two guardsmen carring ammo for a heavy bolter.

        "Gourge? was that?" asked the tall lanky one.

        "Yes, yes it was Smilly." awsered the short stubby one.

        The suit flew all the way to the top of the building and burst out the top of the glass roof. The suit sailed higher and higher and the ground slowly got smaller and smaller.

        "This will shake you Mon'ki." The commander said and spun faster and faster counterclock wise. Julius could not hold on any longer and his grip sliped as a part of the suits armor gave way. Julius fell and watched the suit fly away to the south back to Tau lines. Julius spun around and watched as the ground came painfuly closer.

        "This is not good, not good at all." He said to himself.

         As he said that he spyed a Tau transport skimmer comming close to crossing his path.

         "However, that is!" Julius smiled under his skull helmet as he pulled in his limbs to gains speed then spread them to control his fall trying to time it just right. The fire warriors inside checked their equipment to make sure they had everything when the roof of the transport bowed inward with a thump.

          "Pilot! What was that? Building rubble?" asked the Fire warriors sergent.

          "Don't know. Could one of you check it out?" replyed the pilot.

          One of the fire warriors opened the top hatch and pulled himself up. All he managed to see was a black armored fist smack him in the face and he went limp back down into the crew compartment. Several tinking granades followed and detinated in a ball of light and smoke. Julius stood on top of the burning transport and watched as it corrined toward a building dead ahead. Julius surfed the top of the craft and waited for the presise moment to jump into a window rolling to absorb the impact. He rolled till he hit wall and stoped head on the floor and legs agenst the the wall. Julius looked to his left to see a dumbfounded female trooper he reconised as the one he was chating with earlier.

    "Ya know I don't think I've ever been so happy to see a floor." Julius joked.