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Chapter I: A Dawn Drenched in Blood This would be their first blooding. There was no denying it any longer. A horde of angry slaves stormed towards the Legion's lines, free of their shackles. As they marched closer, Ruby shifted in her armor, the countless chain links rustling softly. The grey morning dew caressed her feet, the frigid water keeping her alert in the crisp early morning air. She checked her equipment for the fifth time since the horn sounded. The curved rectangular scutum was strapped tight to her forearm, her pila shouldered, her gladius grasped tight in a sweaty palm. Yang nudged her, bearing a large, reassuring grin. Despit

Book Two: Corruption's End -Chapter 11: The Shrouded Beacon- "There's nothing feeble about my moral line. I value life. That is why I fight to protect it. I mourn every man I lose and every sacrifice I make. One life or a billion, they're all lives." Colonel-Commissar Ibram Gaunt Yang's eyes went wide when she saw the Inquisitor. No. No, that was impossible. The scar over her left eye was gone, but the glacier-melt eyes and snow-white hair did not lie… Weiss Schnee stood before her, clad in the regalia of the Imperium, resplendent in the armor of an Inquisitor. Her teammate. Her sister's partner. Her friend. Weiss Schnee screamed

Book Two: Corruption's End -Chapter 10: In Passing, We Achieve Immortality- "I met a traveler from an antique land…" – Ancient Text from the Dark Age of Technology, unearthed on Terra in M32.222 Yang's head snapped back from the bolter shell, her aura saving her life. The round struck the ground behind her and exploded. She hit the floor. Pain. Pain everywhere. Taking reeling, gasping breaths, she stared up at the stars, which swam and danced in front of her. Her semblance was activating slowly, hard-pressed from such sudden force. Blood. She tasted blood. The Commissar stood over her, glowering. Shock and surprise seized him

Book Two: Corruption's End -Chapter 9: The Weight of Numbers- "Hate the witch, we are told as children. So we do. With all our hearts, we curse the mutant scum. Then, we learn we are the witch. Tell me Commissar, what do we do then? Tell me! TELL ME, EMPEROR DAMN YOU! TELL M-" Primaris Psyker Alesh Surkan, before his summary execution by Commissar Ingrid Hauptmann Caolin sprinted out of the barracks, heaving noisily. Yang couldn't do much else other than slump down in her seat. Abaddon the Despoiler. She'd heard about the Gothic War from Vadiik. The last time he headed a Black Crusade, billions died… and the fact that he'd returned&#

Book One: Baptism by Fire -Chapter 8: Bright Lights, Big City- "I'd rather they drink themselves stupid than chew on the muzzle of a lasgun." – Veteran Sergeant Janice Vadiik Cleaning up the main ork force took little more than a few weeks, as scattered bands still roamed the countryside. Companies of the 111th took it in shifts to hunt them, and when the task was done, Yang's company finally got shore leave in Elodia's only hive city – Primum Mobilus. It was a bustling trade port where fliers choked the air like the smog that poured out of its multitude of smokestacks. Despite the sweltering, frantic atmosphere of the place,

Book One: Baptism by Fire -Chapter 7: A Better Imperium- "An exemplary graduate of the Schola. Beta-level psyker, bordering on alpha. Survived Imperial Psyker Sanctioning when she was eighteen. Without a doubt, the most impressive telepath the Inquisition has seen in centuries. Her transcripts show a cunning intelligence far beyond her age, and a drive for justice I've not seen in some of our brethren. Fear not Sister Steelshield, she's perfect for our organization. I'll accept her as my acolyte tomorrow." - The Hallowed Inquisitor, Lord [REDACTED] and Inquisitor Steelshield, Lady [REDACTED], discussing The Lady Inquisitor, Lady [REDACTED].

Book One: Baptism by Fire -Chapter 6: The Lady Inquisitor- "I am not the type to stampede through a battlefield, nor bludgeon my foes to death. No my Lord, I am but a dagger. Humble, unseen, and silent in the night." – The Lady Inquisitor The practice hall rang with the clash of arms, a song of steel that soared into the upper reaches of the Black Ship. The Lady Inquisitor was sparring with her acolyte, exchanging a flurry of blows with blunted blades. Pouring her rage and frustration into a strangled cry, she leapt forward. Performing Exterminatus always weighed heavy upon her mind. She'd purged the Augustus system of its insidious

Book One: Baptism by Fire -Chapter 5: Baptism by Fire- "Rejoice, my brothers! For it is only awash in the blood of xenos that we may truly live!" – Deathwatch Keeper Phaedron After six months away, it was time to get back in it. Yang's fist wound tight around a safety rail, keeping her anchored on the lander. Ember Celica emblazoned her wrists, ready to unleash havoc. Her flak armor was strapped tight around her, causing her to shift uncomfortably. Always been a little tight on the girls, she thought to herself, trying once again to wiggle a little more breathing room into her armor. Ros was next to her, one hand on the bar, the oth

Book One: Baptism by Fire -Chapter 4: Forward March- "We are not the Emperor's finest. We are nowhere near his finest. But we will die in our millions, each with his name on our dying breaths. So we will serve." - Veteran Sergeant Janice Vadiik, on the Imperial Guard Yang and her new friends learned with a little more reading that they were on route to their first combat zone, a planet named Elodia IX, an Imperial world that acted as a travel hub. It would take approximately two months to arrive, and the interim time would be used to train the 111th in the ways of the Imperial Guard. It was a rough adjustment for many recruits. The train