A few weeks passed where not much happened. Of course in the first week they ran tests on me to see if I was tainted or was not what I appeared, but after a week of these tests showing I was just a lucky child it got kinda dull. With a huff I look around at the dull gray walls of my new abode and voice to no one “I don’t know what I was expecting but it certainly wasn’t this”. I was stuck here with nothing to do and nobody to talk to bar a few orderlies that brought me food and new books. The Primaris Librarian that had talked to, well not so much as talked to as was forced to listen to his words in my head, hadn’t contacted me yet which if I were to be honest I almost wished he had already if just to relieve me of this boredom.
As if ordained there was a loud knocking sound from the door that brought my attention back to reality. Instead of the orderlies I was used to, He wore a full cloak with a hood that hid most of his face with the symbol of the dark angels embroidered on the front. With a soft yet firm voice he said “lord Librarian Malius requests your presence at once young Atreus, come with me”. As I hopped off of my bed he began to walk briskly down the corridor that, if I remembered correctly, led closer to the hangar bays.
Walking in silence I observed my surroundings because there wasn’t much else to do and found it very sparse except for a few of the winged sword insignias of the dark angels. Roughly thirty minutes had passed with us moving through corridors before we stopped at a rather unremarkable door. It slid open to reveal a Spartan room about twenty by twenty feet and in the middle stood a giant no longer in power armor but simply cream colored robes. The robed giant gestured towards the man “you are dismissed” the man bowed and left down the corridor.
After I had walked in and the door had closed the giant that I had learned to be lord librarian Malius began to say “I have decided that you will return with me to the Angelicasta to be further investigated. My power is not enough to understand why you are as you are”. My eyes narrowed in confusion “what do you mean by that, I know I’m different from other kids but not so much for this special treatment”. Just standing here was terrifying and my legs felt like jelly just from speaking to him but I had to persevere. I continued “does it have to do with the static I have been feeling in my head lately” or the fact that I should be dead but I didn’t vocalize that part.
It was his turn for his eyes to narrow although it wasn’t by much. “When I quested into your mind I found that I couldn’t go any further than simply brushing the surface, something has locked your mind away from intrusion but what confuses me the most is the…” he trailed off before finishing the sentence and frowned slightly. “No more questions, you shall return to your assigned quarters and remain there until I send for you again” with this the door opened again and another menial was standing there to guide me back to my room.
It was what felt like an eternity of bland food and a pile of books that I had reread twice. In the middle of me finishing my last meal an alarm sounded followed by a voice “Warp entry in 30 minutes all hands prepare”, at this my eyes widened. ‘This definitely will not be pleasant’ I thought to myself as I began to tidy up the room making sure nothing could fall on me or fly out. Although nothing much had changed for the first roughly twenty nine minutes I was stressing out about all the things that could go wrong. What if the geller field failed and we all got killed by demons or our warp drive failed and we got stuck in the warp. Then the static I had felt before returned more intense than before, it almost felt as if I was electrified but I felt no pain. I didn’t understand what was happening at first but then it hit me like a ton of bricks. ‘Oh holy throne am I a psyker oh no no no’.
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This is probably one of the best and worst things I could be. I try to meditate and focus on myself and try to close off my mind. Unfortunately I don’t know what I’m doing which makes me panic even more, but eventually I begin to calm down as I breathe in and out, in and out…in…and out. The sounds of alarms jar me back to full consciousness.
“Exiting warp in 5 minutes all hands prepare”. I still felt the static but it was just a buzzing in the back of my head barely noticeable. Was that static the warp affecting me? If so then I need to be more careful when I feel that. Not trying to think too hard about anything I prepare for the exit out of warp since from what I’ve read in my past life the whole process is unpleasant including exiting.
A few minutes passed by before the entire ship began to shudder slightly like the warp didn’t want to let it go. Then with a physical pop we were out, the alarms died and the buzzing in my head died away. ‘Well at least it went relatively smoothly I wonder where we are?’ A few more hours had passed and I had eaten again the same thing as all the other meals, a small slab of meat with some unidentifiable pastes that probably served as balanced nutrition.
As the last spoonful entered my mouth there was a solid knock on the door before it slid open. It was another thrall in a cream colored cloak. He was much larger than the last possibly two meters tall “hey kid I was sent to fetch you, you’ve got a big day today since you were chosen to go through the trials to become one of the Holy God Emperors angels”. My eyes grew wide and I was stunned beyond belief. turning into a stuttering mess I said “wha..how why I didn’t do much I just sat there and shot a couple of guys”. It was his turn to be stunned and for a couple heartbeats he just stared at me “kid for your age and the circumstances you were in it was impressive enough that you survived nonetheless decided to fight too, but that isn’t why I’m here for you the ship is about to dock with the Angelicasta so we better hurry up and get to the docking bay”.
As swiftly as he arrived this strangely jubilant man started marching down the corridor. I had to jog to keep up with him. “Hey slow down and what’s the angelicasta”. Speaking over his shoulder “ it’s the home of the dark angels they’ve also called it the rock, it’s a gigantic space fortress”. We had progressed to the docking bay swiftly, well as swiftly as you can in a ship that is a few miles long. I could hear engines spooling up as soon as we entered. “That one is ours, from what I know you're a last minute addition to the aspirants already on the rock so at least you’ll have some friends in the trials ahead”. Nervousness filled me about the trials ahead but I gritted my teeth and followed after him at a jog to the ready thunderhawk transport.