AN: alright this is my first story here and if I don't post it now I won't so here it is. tell...
Wanderer (multicross SI)
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AN: alright this is my first story here and if I don't post it now I won't so here it is. tell me what you think about.
and keep in mind that I am dyslectic, dislectic? dis?dys? fuck it you know what I mean. and that this is my second languish.
I also don't have a beta but am trying to get a buddy of mine to do that, so it hasn't really been proofread. sorry about that.
I am also using dice to help decide what is going to happen so that was an interesting experience.
I am starting to ramble so here it is.
edit: I think I fixed it,
can everybody see the text alright or do I have to do something? if so how?
edit2: @MasterG proofread it for me so I am going to put that version up now.
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Prologue
"Bring up subject T-001"
I have been wandering this void for a while now, I lost track of time a long 'time' ago namely the moment I woke up. When I woke up I started panicking I was scared I mean who wouldn't be just waking up in this abysmal void. But after a while I stopped being scared because there was no reason to be scared.
The only thing that ever really got to me was the sheer nothingness of this void. To keep myself sane and occupied I tried everything I could think of even singing for a bit but mostly I just wandered the void. The feeling of my feet hitting the 'ground' of the void was one of the things that kept me sane. The monotonous rhythm of putting one foot in front of the other filled my thought for quite a while.
"subject appears to be in normal condition sir."
But even this has reached its limits and just as I was once again just thinking of lying down on the 'ground' and giving up, I saw it. A faint mote of LIGHT even now fading away into the distance.
"good."
Seeing this I was frozen for a couple of seconds as just seeing something in this void was a miracle. I was shocked out of my reverie by finally noticing the LIGHT faint a bit more. Immediately I started running after the LIGHT. It was working, I was slowly, ever so agonisingly slow getting closer to the light.
"sir, we detected an anomaly"
At first it stopped shrinking, than slowly growing until instead of a small mote of LIGHT it had grown to a small ball of LIGHT in the distance. It felt like I had never been so happy before just seeing something.
"activate holding procedures."
I should have known it was too good to be true. As suddenly I was frozen in terror, it was like a gigantic beast was looking right at me. I tried looking around but I saw nothing but the void and the small ball of LIGHT. Now instead of merely running at the LIGHT I was full on sprinting towards it.
"holding procedures activated."
It was good that I did because the void for a lack of a better word slowly came alive and was starting to go after me. it looked like tentacles made out of the void but instead of just being dark, they seemed to be actively sucking in the light cast out by the LIGHT. In response I tried going even faster.
I had limited success as the void started to cling to me and so bit by bit I started slowing down. Luckily the light had an adverse effect on the living void, namely it was slowly burned away leaving only a slightly less dark smoke than the void behind.
"sir, something is wrong with the holding procedures. It appears the anomaly is having an adverse effect on it."
There was just one problem that I didn't notice till it was too late namely as what I first assumed was just heat from the living void being transferred to me was instead myself slowly starting to warm up as I got closer to the LIGHT.
"subject is starting to near the anomaly and holding procedures are finally starting up in earnest sir."
As I got closer, the living void had to change tactics as the small tentacle like grabbers couldn't get close enough anymore, instead the living void turned to large grabbing hands that were shot at me. Some hit, most missed.
"anomaly is increasing energy output, holding measures no longer capable of stopping subject."
"manually activate the next tier of holding measures."
"yes, sir."
One thing that I learned was that when I was hit with enough of them I could be dragged back. I found this out when I was brought down by the void grabbers and the only thing that saved me was my ever increasing proximity to the LIGHT that saved me from being dragged back to the void.
"Anomaly is increasing energy output again, holding measure-"" activate the next tier now."
"but sir that could potentially-.'' "I said activate the next tier." "… yes sir."
The LIGHT was getting ever brighter the closer I got to it. Eventually the living void had to switch tactics again and this time they went back to the tentacles, if the tentacles were as thick as my waist was wide.
Dodging these giant tentacles was not easy even with them being slowed down by the fact that they were burning down. Eventually I got so close to the light that I could almost see what the source of the LIGHT was.
There was just one problem as I got closer to the light, I was starting to burn too. I had to reach the source of the light faster than I would burn up. So I made a decision that would change everything for ever… I made one final sprint towards the light and jumped right at it.
" anomaly is increa-""activate the next tier now." "but sir that could result in a reactor breach kil-aargh." " I will do it myself then."
Flying forward with an outstretched arm like that was one of the best feelings I ever had felt, at least until I felt the distinct feeling of the touch of a living void tentacle on my legs. It appeared that as I jumped to the LIGHT, the living void launched a final attack, one massive tentacle that had hit my legs just as I touched the source of the light with a single finger.
The LIGHT reacted when I was pulled away from it by emitting a beam of LIGHT that also started pulling at me. Sufficed to say I was pulled apart by the living void and the LIGHT.
The only thing I remember from that moment was a mix of fear, hope and soul rending pain, then only darkness.
"um… sir, we lost the subject"
" I can see that myself. Start tracking the subject down we must get him back at all costs."
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When I opened my eyes I saw one of the worst things I could imagine… a void stretching ever onwards, with no LIGHT in sight.
I screamed in despair, at the thought spending such a long 'time' trapped in the void. At least I was till I was interrupted by someone.
"Shut up will you, I've had enough of you daemons screaming all the while I am seeing everything I loved turned to dust or worse. Corrupted" I heard a tired voice say from behind me.
When I turned around to look at who spoke to me I saw something I never thought I would see, at least in the flesh. Namely it was a figure in a giant suit of white armour decorated with red eyes and equally giant wolf pelt dragged across the top of it. It looked magnificent, there was just one problem with it, he was chained, each of his limb was covered in a different type of chain.
His right arm was covered in chains of bronze decorated with skulls, his left arm was covered in chains that looked rusted and were covered in filth, his right leg was covered in a crystal looking chains, the light within it ever shifting never looking exactly the same and last his left leg was covered in wicked looking chains with hooks and other painful looking decorations.
I had to stop and just stare at who I think it was sitting chained before me. It had to me no other than "Horus" sixteenth Primarch, warmaster and instigator of the Horus Heresy. The arch traitor.
When I said his name he finally looked at me, eyes filled with hatred for what he assumed I was.
"What do you want daemon?" he sneered at me.
"I'm not a daemon." I said and even to me that felt like a weak response.
"Oh, you're not a daemon, really that's great. Why I am just an imperial serf- OF FUCKING COURSE YOU'RE A DAEMON. What else would you be doing here than?" He yelled at me.
I then said something I could never take back.
"I just sort of woke up in here after being ripped apart by a living void tentacle and a beam of LIGHT."
Now that I have said it out loud like that, it really doesn't make any sense at all. Like… I can't even. Looking back at Horus, he seems a bit lost for words too.
He sighed, visibly calming himself while I just awkwardly stood there.
Just as he opened his mouth to speak he was interrupted by a giant image of an empty chaos tainted hallway appearing in the air in front of us.
"You are looking through my body's eyes right now." Horus said after studying the image for a view seconds.
We were both quiet as a we saw through the eyes of Horus's real body and watched as it moved further into the hallway, going through a chaos tainted door and revealing a massive room with giant windows to the side showing an absolutely amazing view of space and the gargantuan battle taking place there, to the far back of the room was a dais with a black throne fit for a giant of a man on it, behind it was a humongous blazing red eye on the wall.
In here stood a winged man with long blond hair in golden power armour decorated with tears of blood and a war cloak.
"Sangiunius" we said at the same time.
We see saw sanguinius tense when he looked at 'Horus' and started moving his mouth at him.
"Why can't we hear him?" I asked.
"you can't hear what is being said?" Horus responded.
"No I can't. Can you tell me what is being said?" I shook my head and asked Horus.
Horus looked at me for a couple of seconds before relenting and started to tell me the gist of what was being said.
"Sanguinius is trying to convince my corrupted self to stop the heresy and return to their side, while my corrupted self is trying to get Sanguinius to turn to Chaos and fight against my father. But if I know my brother and know him well he would never agree to it. That will be his doom, while he used to be my better in martial affairs such as this, now... now he is out matched." Horus explained
"well shit." I oh so eloquently said.
As I finished those words abruptly the image blurred and suddenly 'Horus' and Sanguinius were fighting. A blood red sword met Chaos corrupted power maul and an even more Chaos infused power claw.
Again and again they would met but even I could see that Sanguinius was on the defensive and starting to lose ground. It started with little nicks getting past his guard but as the battle wore on those nicks turned to gashes and eventually those gashes turned into great furrows in Sanguinius's armour. He was losing.
But even pressed on the defensive Sanguinius attacked 'Horus' at opportune times but most of them just slided of the war master's armour, all but one. At the cost of a grave found Sanguinius managed to find a hole in 'Horus's' guard and strike with his sword right at a nick in 'Horus' his armour. The strike was true and his sword turned the nick into a chink in 'Horus''s armour.
'Horus' enraged by this bursted through Sanguinius's guard shattering the offending sword in two pieces and snapped the still struggling Sanguinius up by the neck. 'Horus' then proceeded to hit Sanguinius with his power maul the Wordbreaker.
I could almost hear Sanguinius cry out in pain and looking at horus he actually could hear it, if his tear streaked face and mumblings of 'please no's' is any indication. It's weird feeling this helpless, watching this happen and if I was feeling like this it must be a billion times worse for Horus, to see your closed brother being beaten to death by 'yourself'.
After 'Horus' was done beating Sanguinius he threw Sanguinius to the ground to die in his own blood. But Sanguinius was not done yet and looked right at 'horus' and said what I thought was "Brother please stop this."
'Horus' just looked down at his fallen brother and hit him one last time with his power maul finally killing Sanguinius.
The only thing I could do after watching this was say that it went too fast and that I didn't have enough time to do anything to stop it.
It was to the scene of 'Horus' standing over his recently expired brother that a giant man in gold power armour, wielding a giant flaming sword. entered the room.
I finally got out of my stupor when the Emperor entered the room and the realization hit that both 'Horus' and Horus would die and quite possibly me along with them. I looked over at Horus to see him openly crying about the death of his closest brother by 'his' own hand.
With this new realization in the front of my mind I finally did something, namely I tried freeing Horus from his chains. While in theory it might seem like a good ide—no never mind even in theory I don't have a chance of getting those chains of of him myself.
I realized this after I tried pulling Khorne's chains of of Horus. Like hell I'm touching Nurgle's or Slaanesh's chains I don't feel like getting all the STD's those two can make together. After pulling on the chains for a moment and failing to move them even an inch away from Horus's arm I gave up on that idea and thought.
I came up with a new idea. So I grabbed one of the loose chains of khorne a bit further away from Horus's body and brought them over to the chains of slaanesh. The moment they touched there was an immediate and violent reactio , where the chains touched each other they fought each other and broke each other apart. I watched with glee as the chains on Horus's his body got a tiny bit looser.
Horus finally reacted and looked at me the moment the chains loosened up a bit.
"What are you doing?" he asked me in a defeated tone.
"I am trying to free you" I responded
Horus looked me in the eye and asked "Why?" in a voice filled with grief over the loss of his brother.
"Honestly, right now I have barely an idea why I am even trying to do this except that I don't want to die accomplishing nothing. I can do nothing to stop what's going on outside, I could do nothing to stop Sanguinius from being killed but I am going to do something now and that is freeing you so YOU can do something to stop Emps there from being mortally wounded and turning the future into a dystopian hellhole the likes of which you have barely thought of."
"So YOU are going to help me, help you, help emps there not get mortally wounded,capisce. So get your ass in gear because we are getting you out of those chains." And with those words I finished my slight rant and didn't wait for Horus to respond as I started bringing more chains of the Chaos gods together to loosen their hold on Horus.
Out of the corner of my eye I could see Horus visibly steel himself and start pulling at his chains. He was making an increasingly amount of success as I managed to bring more chains together. Horus finally got an arm out as I started running out of to put together.
With one arm out Horus started breaking the other chains surrounding his other limbs and finally broke free.
"I am going to try and take back control of my body" he announced and got a look of constipation on his face as he tried to take his body back.
I looked at the image again and saw that 'Horus' had at some point started fighting Emps. The fight between them was awe inspiring but the Emperor was visibly hard pressed. But now with horus trying to take back his body the fight started going to the emperor as 'Horus' started twitching every time he was trying to hit the emperor.
The emperor started taking advantage of 'Horus' his twitching and pressed his attack. During the fight he also started mid battle talking that I still couldn't hear.
Suddenly in the corner of eye I spotted something and as I turned to look at it I got hit in the gut. I was thrown back by the hit and landed a bit further back. When I looked up to get a good look at what hit me I saw a vast amount of dark chains hovering in the air all around Horus and I with even more coming out of holes in reality. I could do but one thing.
"HORUS THEY SPOTTED US!" I yelled at him but he couldn't hear me as busy as he was fighting for his body.
I slowly started moving behind Horus hoping to let him take the brunt of the attack with his armour and superhuman constitution.
It was a good thing that I hid behind Horus because when the wave of chains came towards us I became certain that I wouldn't have been able to survive it. But now with Horus as a shield I survived.
There was but one problem namely that Horus was starting to get wrapped up again, by all the chains and with him now occupied with getting out of the chains the other 'Horus' was once again free to fight against Emps unhindered. '
A quick look at the image showed a hard pressed Emps shouting at 'Horus'.
I am once again useless, I can't help Horus out of the chains for fear of dying and to make matters worse there are more holes in reality opening to let in even more chains. At this rate Hours is going to lose and get chained up again and – (boom-schrek)
There was a humongous explosion of golden light that opened a giant tear in reality, blowing away a huge portion of the chains.
Looking at the image the emperor had gone kalima and had shoved his power claw into 'Horus' his chest but instead of a fatal wound there was a tear in reality.
Connecting the dots I was filled with hope for the split second it took for the four different coloured hole's in reality to open up and release a greater daemon of each of their respective gods.
Luckily out of the golden tear in reality had come an all-golden version of the Emperor who upon seeing the demons and his son being chained up charged right at Horus to save him But it was not to be as all the greater daemons worked together to hold back the Emperor from reaching his son.
The greater daemons of the dark gods were successfully holding of the emperor. Eventually the greater daemon of Tzeentch split off from the rest of his ilk and attacked Horus directly with a beam of chaotic light that when it hit, turned Horus into a ball of golden light, splattered with splotches of green, red, blue and pink.
The Emperor seeing this became enraged and once again tried to charge through the greater daemons to reach his son but he was once again rebuked but not without being able to touch the ball of light that his son had become with a finger of his lighting claw before being dragged back into the fight by the greater daemon of Khorne.
The Emperor was not done yet and attacked the greater daemons with such great fury that all the daemons had to work together to survive. The greater daemons of nurgle and slaaneesh
And all I could do was watch this happen, no I refuse. So I ran to the ball of light that was Horus and touched it-him. He felt extremely light to the touch. So I figured that I could do but one thing… run the fuck away with Horus the ball of light.
So I picked him up and he weighs almost nothing compared to his real weight which made it possible for me to run away with him in the first place. I ran straight at the golden hole in reality that the Emperor had made but it was not to be as sixth tear in reality opened right in between me and my escape, this one was dark in colour and spawned another greater daemon probably belonging to Chaos undivided.
I didn't recognise it but I figured it belonged to Chaos undivided because it only had the Chaos undivided mark on its chest.
The greater daemon bellowed a roar of challenge and prepared to charge at the Emperor but then it just had to see me carting away Horus the light bulb.
I gave it a slight grin, turned around and promptly ran for it.
I got three steps into my run before being hit on my back and was sent flying. When I landed I was crippled by pain and it felt like I broke a couple of ribs. But I still held onto Horus so that was a plus.
The ground trembled at the approach of the greater daemon of Chaos undivided and I whimpered in fear and pain.
As I looked around I saw the daemon approach me, the Emperor fight in the distance and a LIGHT to the side of the daemon. It was the same light I saw I the void.
Seeing as it saved me before I tried crawling towards it but the progress was too slow so the greater daemon caught up with me. It picked me up in one hand and held me in front of it's disgusting face. It proceeded to mock me.
"Where do you think you're going little worm, did you think you could escape the might of chaos undivided. I am going to enjoy mutilating you for your impuden-."
I was struggling weakling in his hand listening to him mock before he was tackled by the Emperor and I flew from his hand a bit further away from the LIGHT then I started. Shit.
As I started crawling back to the LIGHT I was picked up again but his time by the changer of ways of Tzeentch, luckily it just cawed ominously at me. It stopped cawing when it was hit by a flying bloodthirster courtesy of the Emperor.
But because of this I was sent flying again only this time I was thrown closer to the Light and just needed to clear a few more meters and then I would be there.
Once again I made a desperate crawl to the light still holding onto Horus.
I got so close, just one more meter and I would have been there but my right leg got stepped on by the keeper of secrets and was completely crushed sending waves of pain through my body. This left me unable to move till I gritted my teeth and continued crawling.
As I got closer to the LIGHT the sounds of battle got closer, so close in fact that they were fighting above me. Through this all I kept on crawling to the light hoping to get out of here.
After a couple of very close misses I eventually got to the LIGHT and touched it.
Everything went black. C̛̫̼̘̻͖̱̓ͣ̀͂ͤ̈r̤͙͋ͯͩ̊ḁ̧̹̖̙̜̔̚w͍͍̩̘̳̺̘̟͒͌̽ͨͅl͇̬̠̜̱̩͌̂͛ͫ͗͋́͜͠ȉ͔̙̟͇͕̂͊͋̋́͠ͅǹ̻͙̝̲͔͍̑̋̿͒̿̿̀g̲̙̜̞̫̘̐̽̀̂̒ ̵̹̞̓ͦͅC̨̣͛́̽̓̄ͨ̇̔̑͞Ḩ̮̳͎̄́͌ͩ̇ͫ̔̎̚A̶̧̠͙̼̰̰̖͕̋̃͒̏̀̃ͨͅO̩̞̠̭̩͆ͨS̽͋̿ͬ͊̽͏̘̭͙͢͜ ̷͈̻̳͂͌̈̏ͦ̄ ͬͪͧ͌͏̵̬̠͔̲̬̣̜͇į̶̧̳̫́́̂̿̽ͭņ̣̠̲̬̮̹̾́̂̉ ̡͓̮̬̰̰͒ͩ̉͐̏ͅm̯̼̹̩͐͐́̔ͥͮ̆ͮ͞y̲̗̱ͮ̒ͭ̍̆̓̓̀ ̨̲͇̻̻͕̜̲̰͒ͮ̀s͇͚͌̈̒̄͑́̾͌͠k̸̻͈̙̦̖ͤͮ̉̑ǐ̝̤̺̻̺̠͆̏ͅn̡̗͕͙̲͉͆͐̉̋ͣ̎ͧ͘ͅ ̴̪̦̲̣͚̄̊ẹ̺̫̝̭̌ͮ̓̓͒̽̒̚͝v̴̠̹̟̦͇̯͗͋̉͆̚e̢͈͙̋̅ͨ̓̈́͢r͎͓̔͑ͥͭ͆̈̋̒͘y͖̰̹͎͕̹̜͔͙̔̋̊̇͒̀w̸͉̫̦͒̐ḣ̡͚̈́́̿̐͋́ę͙̝̀ͪͭ̇ͦṟ̰̰̬ͦ̋̔ͩͥ͊́̃͌e͔̱̔͒̏̌̑̇,̰̥̟̹̠͐̽̓̿̾ͭ͘ ̛̥̱̝͎̥̖ͯ̍ͅgͥ̒͏̢̤͢r̦̠̍̋̐̈ͥ̀͘e̞̰̙͓̤̦̼͆̾̅͢͜͡ȩ̬̬̝͖͖̤ͧ̄̾ͭ͌͌̄ͅn͛̃͊ͧ̅̒̃͏̬̭̺ͅͅ,̼͇͇̞͓̜̘͕ͩͣ̑̀ͤ͂͋̀r̙̰̜̦̼͂̀͛̋ͭ͠e̵͈̋ͥͮ́͗͂̃̃͞d͈̝͉̤͇̖̹͋͛͆̇̍̌͒,̗̮͙͇͇̮ͦ̈́͞bͭͥ̇ͨ҉̸̧̝̘͖͔͙̞̱̜l͖͓ͪ̊̇͢u̺̣̜͐̑̚͠e̛͙͈ͪͪ͘,̧̥̞͔̜̟̱͓̟̉͗͗ͣ̆ͣ͂͝ͅp̱̥̺̝͖̹͕̅̇ͤ͜i̷͓̲̖̖̤̱̻͎̥͌́ͧͤ̏͘n̛̲̩ͦk̈̄̿͐̅̒̉͋͟͏҉͙̘̭̲͍,̷̡̝̜̦̼̺͖̻̟̂ͣ͗̄̈̄̃b̵͙͓͎̞͍͚͗͋̓l͕͕̤̹ͩ͋̑̓̃̋̚̕a̷̗̦̰̐ͯ̇̄ͧč̯̻̻̘̣̫͛ͪ͋k̡̤̦̺̪͖̞̮ͬ̋̉,̡̺͎̟͇̦̘͂͆͗̉ͨ̆ͤ̚͝g̛͐̅ͭ̽̓̒ͦ̀҉̛̻̘o̡̠̦̖̥͇͈̜̦̹͋ͪ̐ͮ̓̚l̫͇̱͉̰͊ͦ̃͐̿̄͆̔̃͘͢dͨ̍҉̙̫̜̤,͙̤͍̰̥̟͑ͧ͑̓̀͞ ̢̛̳̪͕̱͔͍̝̹͐ͭ̈̎͘ͅs̢̛̫̼̗͖̜͉͕̩ͭ͊ͬ̈o̸̬͖̳̼̹͑̓ͅ ̷̳͕̦̟ͪͪ̋̈m̬̥͈͙͔͛̓̒̐̅ͫ̋̚ͅa̘ͬͥ͒̓̈́͟͢n̈̅̏̈́̌͊̊͒͏̸̣͓̖̲̬̹͖̯̠y̛̞͚ͥ̈́͂ͥ͛ ̵̨͕̮͐̿ͦ̌͋͜e̷̤͎̘͇̞͚͇̱̻ͣ̆́́͢y͔̳̯͛̐ͨͤ̃ͦͤ̏̕e͛͒̄ͧͯͪ̋̇͡҉̳̯̤s̜̜̗̣͍ͮ̒ͯ,̢̼͊ͪ͂ͮ̽̓̔͋ ̘̖͈͖̗̙̰̯ͮͫ̑s̢͚̯̜̘̃̋̍ͯ̽͑o͉͈̳̠͚͆͒ừ̘͎̬̞̠ͫ̔͂͢ļ̞͉̓̍͆̃̾̈́͆ͮ̀l̤̪̞̩̪̟̮ͥ̉ͪ̉̆̾ͦ̚͠ȩ͔̤̹̻̘͎͕̩̟͆͒ͥͧͫ́̐̅ͪs̷͖̺̲̗͍͋̾ͪ͘͟s̢̢̛̳͎̹͇̆̽̎̋̄̓ͪ ͮ̈ͬ͏̼̝̫̯̺̪͕̼ͅd̳͋̂ͥ̋͡ē̠̫̱͓̞ͧͮ͌ͭͥͧ͋ͅa͉̖͋ͨͧ̍̑ͭ̎̂͜͠d̝͍ͬ̔͋ͪͮͅ ̠̳̙͆͑̌ͨͬ͠͞e̠̳̹̤͐̏ͪ̓ͧͮ̈͐y͉̺̪̜̻̫̥͕̽ͨ̇̐́͜e͇̮̖̬͈͚ͬͫ͐̚͘ş̦̰̰̥͇͚̻̖̻ͤ͗̃̄ ͧ̄ͫͭ͐͋̈ͮ͏҉̷͚̤̗̖̩l̵̗͂ͥͣ̚͟͞o̡̠̲̜̮̺̰ͥͩͅo̷̜̭͚̩͂ͬͥͧ̈͞k͎͍̫͚̭̬͕̺̾̍͘į̺̗̪̭̖̞ͪ̂̓͋͐̊ͧ͟ͅn̐͌͋͋ͤͨ͏̷̵̺͙̥͚̹̺g̾̿͝҉̘̹̯̬̰̩ ̛͕̗̘̫̬ͧ̏a̷̖̗͗̓ͧ̃͘t̡͚̤̪̦͒͆͌͌͒ͮ͘ͅ ̶̗͔̤͍̗̖̫̠̂̊̚m̥̅ͧë̛̘̜̱͈͓̩̩̀͌ͣ̿̚͘
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and keep in mind that I am dyslectic, dislectic? dis?dys? fuck it you know what I mean. and that this is my second languish.
I also don't have a beta but am trying to get a buddy of mine to do that, so it hasn't really been proofread. sorry about that.
I am also using dice to help decide what is going to happen so that was an interesting experience.
I am starting to ramble so here it is.
edit: I think I fixed it,
can everybody see the text alright or do I have to do something? if so how?
edit2: @MasterG proofread it for me so I am going to put that version up now.
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Prologue
"Bring up subject T-001"
I have been wandering this void for a while now, I lost track of time a long 'time' ago namely the moment I woke up. When I woke up I started panicking I was scared I mean who wouldn't be just waking up in this abysmal void. But after a while I stopped being scared because there was no reason to be scared.
The only thing that ever really got to me was the sheer nothingness of this void. To keep myself sane and occupied I tried everything I could think of even singing for a bit but mostly I just wandered the void. The feeling of my feet hitting the 'ground' of the void was one of the things that kept me sane. The monotonous rhythm of putting one foot in front of the other filled my thought for quite a while.
"subject appears to be in normal condition sir."
But even this has reached its limits and just as I was once again just thinking of lying down on the 'ground' and giving up, I saw it. A faint mote of LIGHT even now fading away into the distance.
"good."
Seeing this I was frozen for a couple of seconds as just seeing something in this void was a miracle. I was shocked out of my reverie by finally noticing the LIGHT faint a bit more. Immediately I started running after the LIGHT. It was working, I was slowly, ever so agonisingly slow getting closer to the light.
"sir, we detected an anomaly"
At first it stopped shrinking, than slowly growing until instead of a small mote of LIGHT it had grown to a small ball of LIGHT in the distance. It felt like I had never been so happy before just seeing something.
"activate holding procedures."
I should have known it was too good to be true. As suddenly I was frozen in terror, it was like a gigantic beast was looking right at me. I tried looking around but I saw nothing but the void and the small ball of LIGHT. Now instead of merely running at the LIGHT I was full on sprinting towards it.
"holding procedures activated."
It was good that I did because the void for a lack of a better word slowly came alive and was starting to go after me. it looked like tentacles made out of the void but instead of just being dark, they seemed to be actively sucking in the light cast out by the LIGHT. In response I tried going even faster.
I had limited success as the void started to cling to me and so bit by bit I started slowing down. Luckily the light had an adverse effect on the living void, namely it was slowly burned away leaving only a slightly less dark smoke than the void behind.
"sir, something is wrong with the holding procedures. It appears the anomaly is having an adverse effect on it."
There was just one problem that I didn't notice till it was too late namely as what I first assumed was just heat from the living void being transferred to me was instead myself slowly starting to warm up as I got closer to the LIGHT.
"subject is starting to near the anomaly and holding procedures are finally starting up in earnest sir."
As I got closer, the living void had to change tactics as the small tentacle like grabbers couldn't get close enough anymore, instead the living void turned to large grabbing hands that were shot at me. Some hit, most missed.
"anomaly is increasing energy output, holding measures no longer capable of stopping subject."
"manually activate the next tier of holding measures."
"yes, sir."
One thing that I learned was that when I was hit with enough of them I could be dragged back. I found this out when I was brought down by the void grabbers and the only thing that saved me was my ever increasing proximity to the LIGHT that saved me from being dragged back to the void.
"Anomaly is increasing energy output again, holding measure-"" activate the next tier now."
"but sir that could potentially-.'' "I said activate the next tier." "… yes sir."
The LIGHT was getting ever brighter the closer I got to it. Eventually the living void had to switch tactics again and this time they went back to the tentacles, if the tentacles were as thick as my waist was wide.
Dodging these giant tentacles was not easy even with them being slowed down by the fact that they were burning down. Eventually I got so close to the light that I could almost see what the source of the LIGHT was.
There was just one problem as I got closer to the light, I was starting to burn too. I had to reach the source of the light faster than I would burn up. So I made a decision that would change everything for ever… I made one final sprint towards the light and jumped right at it.
" anomaly is increa-""activate the next tier now." "but sir that could result in a reactor breach kil-aargh." " I will do it myself then."
Flying forward with an outstretched arm like that was one of the best feelings I ever had felt, at least until I felt the distinct feeling of the touch of a living void tentacle on my legs. It appeared that as I jumped to the LIGHT, the living void launched a final attack, one massive tentacle that had hit my legs just as I touched the source of the light with a single finger.
The LIGHT reacted when I was pulled away from it by emitting a beam of LIGHT that also started pulling at me. Sufficed to say I was pulled apart by the living void and the LIGHT.
The only thing I remember from that moment was a mix of fear, hope and soul rending pain, then only darkness.
"um… sir, we lost the subject"
" I can see that myself. Start tracking the subject down we must get him back at all costs."
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I screamed in despair, at the thought spending such a long 'time' trapped in the void. At least I was till I was interrupted by someone.
"Shut up will you, I've had enough of you daemons screaming all the while I am seeing everything I loved turned to dust or worse. Corrupted" I heard a tired voice say from behind me.
When I turned around to look at who spoke to me I saw something I never thought I would see, at least in the flesh. Namely it was a figure in a giant suit of white armour decorated with red eyes and equally giant wolf pelt dragged across the top of it. It looked magnificent, there was just one problem with it, he was chained, each of his limb was covered in a different type of chain.
His right arm was covered in chains of bronze decorated with skulls, his left arm was covered in chains that looked rusted and were covered in filth, his right leg was covered in a crystal looking chains, the light within it ever shifting never looking exactly the same and last his left leg was covered in wicked looking chains with hooks and other painful looking decorations.
I had to stop and just stare at who I think it was sitting chained before me. It had to me no other than "Horus" sixteenth Primarch, warmaster and instigator of the Horus Heresy. The arch traitor.
When I said his name he finally looked at me, eyes filled with hatred for what he assumed I was.
"What do you want daemon?" he sneered at me.
"I'm not a daemon." I said and even to me that felt like a weak response.
"Oh, you're not a daemon, really that's great. Why I am just an imperial serf- OF FUCKING COURSE YOU'RE A DAEMON. What else would you be doing here than?" He yelled at me.
I then said something I could never take back.
"I just sort of woke up in here after being ripped apart by a living void tentacle and a beam of LIGHT."
Now that I have said it out loud like that, it really doesn't make any sense at all. Like… I can't even. Looking back at Horus, he seems a bit lost for words too.
He sighed, visibly calming himself while I just awkwardly stood there.
Just as he opened his mouth to speak he was interrupted by a giant image of an empty chaos tainted hallway appearing in the air in front of us.
"You are looking through my body's eyes right now." Horus said after studying the image for a view seconds.
We were both quiet as a we saw through the eyes of Horus's real body and watched as it moved further into the hallway, going through a chaos tainted door and revealing a massive room with giant windows to the side showing an absolutely amazing view of space and the gargantuan battle taking place there, to the far back of the room was a dais with a black throne fit for a giant of a man on it, behind it was a humongous blazing red eye on the wall.
In here stood a winged man with long blond hair in golden power armour decorated with tears of blood and a war cloak.
"Sangiunius" we said at the same time.
We see saw sanguinius tense when he looked at 'Horus' and started moving his mouth at him.
"Why can't we hear him?" I asked.
"you can't hear what is being said?" Horus responded.
"No I can't. Can you tell me what is being said?" I shook my head and asked Horus.
Horus looked at me for a couple of seconds before relenting and started to tell me the gist of what was being said.
"Sanguinius is trying to convince my corrupted self to stop the heresy and return to their side, while my corrupted self is trying to get Sanguinius to turn to Chaos and fight against my father. But if I know my brother and know him well he would never agree to it. That will be his doom, while he used to be my better in martial affairs such as this, now... now he is out matched." Horus explained
"well shit." I oh so eloquently said.
As I finished those words abruptly the image blurred and suddenly 'Horus' and Sanguinius were fighting. A blood red sword met Chaos corrupted power maul and an even more Chaos infused power claw.
Again and again they would met but even I could see that Sanguinius was on the defensive and starting to lose ground. It started with little nicks getting past his guard but as the battle wore on those nicks turned to gashes and eventually those gashes turned into great furrows in Sanguinius's armour. He was losing.
But even pressed on the defensive Sanguinius attacked 'Horus' at opportune times but most of them just slided of the war master's armour, all but one. At the cost of a grave found Sanguinius managed to find a hole in 'Horus's' guard and strike with his sword right at a nick in 'Horus' his armour. The strike was true and his sword turned the nick into a chink in 'Horus''s armour.
'Horus' enraged by this bursted through Sanguinius's guard shattering the offending sword in two pieces and snapped the still struggling Sanguinius up by the neck. 'Horus' then proceeded to hit Sanguinius with his power maul the Wordbreaker.
I could almost hear Sanguinius cry out in pain and looking at horus he actually could hear it, if his tear streaked face and mumblings of 'please no's' is any indication. It's weird feeling this helpless, watching this happen and if I was feeling like this it must be a billion times worse for Horus, to see your closed brother being beaten to death by 'yourself'.
After 'Horus' was done beating Sanguinius he threw Sanguinius to the ground to die in his own blood. But Sanguinius was not done yet and looked right at 'horus' and said what I thought was "Brother please stop this."
'Horus' just looked down at his fallen brother and hit him one last time with his power maul finally killing Sanguinius.
The only thing I could do after watching this was say that it went too fast and that I didn't have enough time to do anything to stop it.
It was to the scene of 'Horus' standing over his recently expired brother that a giant man in gold power armour, wielding a giant flaming sword. entered the room.
I finally got out of my stupor when the Emperor entered the room and the realization hit that both 'Horus' and Horus would die and quite possibly me along with them. I looked over at Horus to see him openly crying about the death of his closest brother by 'his' own hand.
With this new realization in the front of my mind I finally did something, namely I tried freeing Horus from his chains. While in theory it might seem like a good ide—no never mind even in theory I don't have a chance of getting those chains of of him myself.
I realized this after I tried pulling Khorne's chains of of Horus. Like hell I'm touching Nurgle's or Slaanesh's chains I don't feel like getting all the STD's those two can make together. After pulling on the chains for a moment and failing to move them even an inch away from Horus's arm I gave up on that idea and thought.
I came up with a new idea. So I grabbed one of the loose chains of khorne a bit further away from Horus's body and brought them over to the chains of slaanesh. The moment they touched there was an immediate and violent reactio , where the chains touched each other they fought each other and broke each other apart. I watched with glee as the chains on Horus's his body got a tiny bit looser.
Horus finally reacted and looked at me the moment the chains loosened up a bit.
"What are you doing?" he asked me in a defeated tone.
"I am trying to free you" I responded
Horus looked me in the eye and asked "Why?" in a voice filled with grief over the loss of his brother.
"Honestly, right now I have barely an idea why I am even trying to do this except that I don't want to die accomplishing nothing. I can do nothing to stop what's going on outside, I could do nothing to stop Sanguinius from being killed but I am going to do something now and that is freeing you so YOU can do something to stop Emps there from being mortally wounded and turning the future into a dystopian hellhole the likes of which you have barely thought of."
"So YOU are going to help me, help you, help emps there not get mortally wounded,capisce. So get your ass in gear because we are getting you out of those chains." And with those words I finished my slight rant and didn't wait for Horus to respond as I started bringing more chains of the Chaos gods together to loosen their hold on Horus.
Out of the corner of my eye I could see Horus visibly steel himself and start pulling at his chains. He was making an increasingly amount of success as I managed to bring more chains together. Horus finally got an arm out as I started running out of to put together.
With one arm out Horus started breaking the other chains surrounding his other limbs and finally broke free.
"I am going to try and take back control of my body" he announced and got a look of constipation on his face as he tried to take his body back.
I looked at the image again and saw that 'Horus' had at some point started fighting Emps. The fight between them was awe inspiring but the Emperor was visibly hard pressed. But now with horus trying to take back his body the fight started going to the emperor as 'Horus' started twitching every time he was trying to hit the emperor.
The emperor started taking advantage of 'Horus' his twitching and pressed his attack. During the fight he also started mid battle talking that I still couldn't hear.
Suddenly in the corner of eye I spotted something and as I turned to look at it I got hit in the gut. I was thrown back by the hit and landed a bit further back. When I looked up to get a good look at what hit me I saw a vast amount of dark chains hovering in the air all around Horus and I with even more coming out of holes in reality. I could do but one thing.
"HORUS THEY SPOTTED US!" I yelled at him but he couldn't hear me as busy as he was fighting for his body.
I slowly started moving behind Horus hoping to let him take the brunt of the attack with his armour and superhuman constitution.
It was a good thing that I hid behind Horus because when the wave of chains came towards us I became certain that I wouldn't have been able to survive it. But now with Horus as a shield I survived.
There was but one problem namely that Horus was starting to get wrapped up again, by all the chains and with him now occupied with getting out of the chains the other 'Horus' was once again free to fight against Emps unhindered. '
A quick look at the image showed a hard pressed Emps shouting at 'Horus'.
I am once again useless, I can't help Horus out of the chains for fear of dying and to make matters worse there are more holes in reality opening to let in even more chains. At this rate Hours is going to lose and get chained up again and – (boom-schrek)
There was a humongous explosion of golden light that opened a giant tear in reality, blowing away a huge portion of the chains.
Looking at the image the emperor had gone kalima and had shoved his power claw into 'Horus' his chest but instead of a fatal wound there was a tear in reality.
Connecting the dots I was filled with hope for the split second it took for the four different coloured hole's in reality to open up and release a greater daemon of each of their respective gods.
Luckily out of the golden tear in reality had come an all-golden version of the Emperor who upon seeing the demons and his son being chained up charged right at Horus to save him But it was not to be as all the greater daemons worked together to hold back the Emperor from reaching his son.
The greater daemons of the dark gods were successfully holding of the emperor. Eventually the greater daemon of Tzeentch split off from the rest of his ilk and attacked Horus directly with a beam of chaotic light that when it hit, turned Horus into a ball of golden light, splattered with splotches of green, red, blue and pink.
The Emperor seeing this became enraged and once again tried to charge through the greater daemons to reach his son but he was once again rebuked but not without being able to touch the ball of light that his son had become with a finger of his lighting claw before being dragged back into the fight by the greater daemon of Khorne.
The Emperor was not done yet and attacked the greater daemons with such great fury that all the daemons had to work together to survive. The greater daemons of nurgle and slaaneesh
And all I could do was watch this happen, no I refuse. So I ran to the ball of light that was Horus and touched it-him. He felt extremely light to the touch. So I figured that I could do but one thing… run the fuck away with Horus the ball of light.
So I picked him up and he weighs almost nothing compared to his real weight which made it possible for me to run away with him in the first place. I ran straight at the golden hole in reality that the Emperor had made but it was not to be as sixth tear in reality opened right in between me and my escape, this one was dark in colour and spawned another greater daemon probably belonging to Chaos undivided.
I didn't recognise it but I figured it belonged to Chaos undivided because it only had the Chaos undivided mark on its chest.
The greater daemon bellowed a roar of challenge and prepared to charge at the Emperor but then it just had to see me carting away Horus the light bulb.
I gave it a slight grin, turned around and promptly ran for it.
I got three steps into my run before being hit on my back and was sent flying. When I landed I was crippled by pain and it felt like I broke a couple of ribs. But I still held onto Horus so that was a plus.
The ground trembled at the approach of the greater daemon of Chaos undivided and I whimpered in fear and pain.
As I looked around I saw the daemon approach me, the Emperor fight in the distance and a LIGHT to the side of the daemon. It was the same light I saw I the void.
Seeing as it saved me before I tried crawling towards it but the progress was too slow so the greater daemon caught up with me. It picked me up in one hand and held me in front of it's disgusting face. It proceeded to mock me.
"Where do you think you're going little worm, did you think you could escape the might of chaos undivided. I am going to enjoy mutilating you for your impuden-."
I was struggling weakling in his hand listening to him mock before he was tackled by the Emperor and I flew from his hand a bit further away from the LIGHT then I started. Shit.
As I started crawling back to the LIGHT I was picked up again but his time by the changer of ways of Tzeentch, luckily it just cawed ominously at me. It stopped cawing when it was hit by a flying bloodthirster courtesy of the Emperor.
But because of this I was sent flying again only this time I was thrown closer to the Light and just needed to clear a few more meters and then I would be there.
Once again I made a desperate crawl to the light still holding onto Horus.
I got so close, just one more meter and I would have been there but my right leg got stepped on by the keeper of secrets and was completely crushed sending waves of pain through my body. This left me unable to move till I gritted my teeth and continued crawling.
As I got closer to the LIGHT the sounds of battle got closer, so close in fact that they were fighting above me. Through this all I kept on crawling to the light hoping to get out of here.
After a couple of very close misses I eventually got to the LIGHT and touched it.
Everything went black. C̛̫̼̘̻͖̱̓ͣ̀͂ͤ̈r̤͙͋ͯͩ̊ḁ̧̹̖̙̜̔̚w͍͍̩̘̳̺̘̟͒͌̽ͨͅl͇̬̠̜̱̩͌̂͛ͫ͗͋́͜͠ȉ͔̙̟͇͕̂͊͋̋́͠ͅǹ̻͙̝̲͔͍̑̋̿͒̿̿̀g̲̙̜̞̫̘̐̽̀̂̒ ̵̹̞̓ͦͅC̨̣͛́̽̓̄ͨ̇̔̑͞Ḩ̮̳͎̄́͌ͩ̇ͫ̔̎̚A̶̧̠͙̼̰̰̖͕̋̃͒̏̀̃ͨͅO̩̞̠̭̩͆ͨS̽͋̿ͬ͊̽͏̘̭͙͢͜ ̷͈̻̳͂͌̈̏ͦ̄ ͬͪͧ͌͏̵̬̠͔̲̬̣̜͇į̶̧̳̫́́̂̿̽ͭņ̣̠̲̬̮̹̾́̂̉ ̡͓̮̬̰̰͒ͩ̉͐̏ͅm̯̼̹̩͐͐́̔ͥͮ̆ͮ͞y̲̗̱ͮ̒ͭ̍̆̓̓̀ ̨̲͇̻̻͕̜̲̰͒ͮ̀s͇͚͌̈̒̄͑́̾͌͠k̸̻͈̙̦̖ͤͮ̉̑ǐ̝̤̺̻̺̠͆̏ͅn̡̗͕͙̲͉͆͐̉̋ͣ̎ͧ͘ͅ ̴̪̦̲̣͚̄̊ẹ̺̫̝̭̌ͮ̓̓͒̽̒̚͝v̴̠̹̟̦͇̯͗͋̉͆̚e̢͈͙̋̅ͨ̓̈́͢r͎͓̔͑ͥͭ͆̈̋̒͘y͖̰̹͎͕̹̜͔͙̔̋̊̇͒̀w̸͉̫̦͒̐ḣ̡͚̈́́̿̐͋́ę͙̝̀ͪͭ̇ͦṟ̰̰̬ͦ̋̔ͩͥ͊́̃͌e͔̱̔͒̏̌̑̇,̰̥̟̹̠͐̽̓̿̾ͭ͘ ̛̥̱̝͎̥̖ͯ̍ͅgͥ̒͏̢̤͢r̦̠̍̋̐̈ͥ̀͘e̞̰̙͓̤̦̼͆̾̅͢͜͡ȩ̬̬̝͖͖̤ͧ̄̾ͭ͌͌̄ͅn͛̃͊ͧ̅̒̃͏̬̭̺ͅͅ,̼͇͇̞͓̜̘͕ͩͣ̑̀ͤ͂͋̀r̙̰̜̦̼͂̀͛̋ͭ͠e̵͈̋ͥͮ́͗͂̃̃͞d͈̝͉̤͇̖̹͋͛͆̇̍̌͒,̗̮͙͇͇̮ͦ̈́͞bͭͥ̇ͨ҉̸̧̝̘͖͔͙̞̱̜l͖͓ͪ̊̇͢u̺̣̜͐̑̚͠e̛͙͈ͪͪ͘,̧̥̞͔̜̟̱͓̟̉͗͗ͣ̆ͣ͂͝ͅp̱̥̺̝͖̹͕̅̇ͤ͜i̷͓̲̖̖̤̱̻͎̥͌́ͧͤ̏͘n̛̲̩ͦk̈̄̿͐̅̒̉͋͟͏҉͙̘̭̲͍,̷̡̝̜̦̼̺͖̻̟̂ͣ͗̄̈̄̃b̵͙͓͎̞͍͚͗͋̓l͕͕̤̹ͩ͋̑̓̃̋̚̕a̷̗̦̰̐ͯ̇̄ͧč̯̻̻̘̣̫͛ͪ͋k̡̤̦̺̪͖̞̮ͬ̋̉,̡̺͎̟͇̦̘͂͆͗̉ͨ̆ͤ̚͝g̛͐̅ͭ̽̓̒ͦ̀҉̛̻̘o̡̠̦̖̥͇͈̜̦̹͋ͪ̐ͮ̓̚l̫͇̱͉̰͊ͦ̃͐̿̄͆̔̃͘͢dͨ̍҉̙̫̜̤,͙̤͍̰̥̟͑ͧ͑̓̀͞ ̢̛̳̪͕̱͔͍̝̹͐ͭ̈̎͘ͅs̢̛̫̼̗͖̜͉͕̩ͭ͊ͬ̈o̸̬͖̳̼̹͑̓ͅ ̷̳͕̦̟ͪͪ̋̈m̬̥͈͙͔͛̓̒̐̅ͫ̋̚ͅa̘ͬͥ͒̓̈́͟͢n̈̅̏̈́̌͊̊͒͏̸̣͓̖̲̬̹͖̯̠y̛̞͚ͥ̈́͂ͥ͛ ̵̨͕̮͐̿ͦ̌͋͜e̷̤͎̘͇̞͚͇̱̻ͣ̆́́͢y͔̳̯͛̐ͨͤ̃ͦͤ̏̕e͛͒̄ͧͯͪ̋̇͡҉̳̯̤s̜̜̗̣͍ͮ̒ͯ,̢̼͊ͪ͂ͮ̽̓̔͋ ̘̖͈͖̗̙̰̯ͮͫ̑s̢͚̯̜̘̃̋̍ͯ̽͑o͉͈̳̠͚͆͒ừ̘͎̬̞̠ͫ̔͂͢ļ̞͉̓̍͆̃̾̈́͆ͮ̀l̤̪̞̩̪̟̮ͥ̉ͪ̉̆̾ͦ̚͠ȩ͔̤̹̻̘͎͕̩̟͆͒ͥͧͫ́̐̅ͪs̷͖̺̲̗͍͋̾ͪ͘͟s̢̢̛̳͎̹͇̆̽̎̋̄̓ͪ ͮ̈ͬ͏̼̝̫̯̺̪͕̼ͅd̳͋̂ͥ̋͡ē̠̫̱͓̞ͧͮ͌ͭͥͧ͋ͅa͉̖͋ͨͧ̍̑ͭ̎̂͜͠d̝͍ͬ̔͋ͪͮͅ ̠̳̙͆͑̌ͨͬ͠͞e̠̳̹̤͐̏ͪ̓ͧͮ̈͐y͉̺̪̜̻̫̥͕̽ͨ̇̐́͜e͇̮̖̬͈͚ͬͫ͐̚͘ş̦̰̰̥͇͚̻̖̻ͤ͗̃̄ ͧ̄ͫͭ͐͋̈ͮ͏҉̷͚̤̗̖̩l̵̗͂ͥͣ̚͟͞o̡̠̲̜̮̺̰ͥͩͅo̷̜̭͚̩͂ͬͥͧ̈͞k͎͍̫͚̭̬͕̺̾̍͘į̺̗̪̭̖̞ͪ̂̓͋͐̊ͧ͟ͅn̐͌͋͋ͤͨ͏̷̵̺͙̥͚̹̺g̾̿͝҉̘̹̯̬̰̩ ̛͕̗̘̫̬ͧ̏a̷̖̗͗̓ͧ̃͘t̡͚̤̪̦͒͆͌͌͒ͮ͘ͅ ̶̗͔̤͍̗̖̫̠̂̊̚m̥̅ͧë̛̘̜̱͈͓̩̩̀͌ͣ̿̚͘
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- Location
- Nazi prison
just incase.
- Location
- Nazi prison
and why not.
that should do
edit: alright gonna sleep now it's 1:31 here
that should do
edit: alright gonna sleep now it's 1:31 here
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Baron Ouroboros
Emerald Leaves and Crimson Petals
- Location
- Vancouver
- Pronouns
- He/Him
It is good that you write. Write more, then.
- Location
- Canada
This pleases me. Continue
Chapter 1: Es gibt ein haus in neu-Berlin.
- Location
- Nazi prison
AN:
proofread by MasterG
Chapter 1: Es gibt ein haus in neu-Berlin.
I feel so cold.
"stehen! Stehen schweinhunden!"someone yelled
'Who said tha- ugh' I couldn't think as something hit me in the stomach. I immediately put my arms around it to protect it against what had hit me. Squinting through my eyes I looked at what had hit me. I saw a man in an all-black uniform with an armoured chest and shoulder pads standing over me holding a gun.
"stehen."
He was yelling at me to get up so I got up holding my stomach. 'My naked stomach. I am naked. Wait never mind my I still have my pants or what is left of them anyway. Why is part of it burn-ughh.' Again in the stomach but this time with the butt of the gun. He motioned with his gun for me to start moving.
First he walked me out of the cell I was in before. Looking to the side there were five more cells with people being dragged or walked out by the man in black.
They marched us through a couple of white coloured corridors. This continued until we reached an open door. I slowed down upon getting closer to the door.
"schneler." One of the guards barked at me. And when I didn't go fast enough he gave me a strong push forwards. Eventually we entered through the door.
I looked around the new room and saw a stacks of haphazardly thrown clothes and a pairs of shoes on a couple of benches in the otherwise empty room.
The guards motioned us to the clothes. It had been a while since I had put clothes on that fast. The guards never ceased to look us. I was the first to finish changing out of my slightly burned and massively torn old clothes and into my new clothes I looked them over. Orange pants and a orange and white shirt.
' Where the hell am I and what is going on.' Looking at the people changing around me I saw they also had torn and burned clothes. 'What happened to these people? Are we going to… no just calm down deep breaths. In out in out.'
When the rest of the others finished we were taken out of the room. We once again walked through the white hallways but this time we ended up in a big central hallway with a bunch of other people dressed just like us corralled by a group of guards. but all this didn't have my attention.
The giant Nazi flags everywhere had it. I stood there frozen in shock from finally getting what happened to me.
'Oh fuck. Nazis. That actually kinda fits with what has been going o-.'I was pushed again by the guard that has been with me the entire fucking time.
The other prisoners and I were corralled through a big door at the end of the hallway leading to courtyard with statue of a Nazi soldier standing in the zieg heil pose.
The guards made the other prisoners and I walk past it and through a gate at the end of the courtyard. We took a left and had to walk for a couple hundred meters before we reached a different compound. It was a train yard.
'Oh shit. I know where this is going and I don't mind missing that train. Wait fuuuuck, that means I was wrong I am not going to die here it will be one train ride away.' I felt my breathing becoming erratic. ' Okay just calm down. Deep breaths. In out In out. just like you're going to take a dive.' slowly my breathing returned to normal.
We were brought to a waiting train that was already being filled up with another group of prisoners so we were forced to wait in line.
Looking at the people around me I saw a lot of scared faces and only a couple were looking different. One small scrawny guy with black hair was looking around in a wild fashion. He was starting to move, shuffling about while looking at the guards. Eventually he got close and I could hear him mutter to himself.
"Gotta be fast, they won't get me. Won't end up like the others. No I won't."
'Is this guy serious, is he going to make a break for it. Here. Nonononnono.'
"Hey. Pssst. You." I furiously whispered at him
Hey turned around to look at me with fear in his eyes.
"What is… it… Jesus you're tall." He looked at me in fear for a second before he got a look I couldn't figure out on his face.
'I'm not any taller than I used to be right? Looking around at the height of the people around me I saw that they were a bit smaller than I was used to but… I am getting distracted.'
I leaned in close to the guy looked him straight in the eye and whispered. "You aren't thinking of making a break for it are you. You would be cut down before you even got past the guards here and even if by some miracle you got past them there are bound to be even more around just waiting to shoot you down. If you did that they may start making even more examples of other people just to make sure there won't be any more runners."
He kept looking me in the eye for a while before sighing and looking away.
"Sorry it's just…. I heard the rumours of these places, work camps, extermination camps and the conditions. It is said you are better off dead. I don't want to end up like that." he whispered to me.
"That is understandable but if you do it here the Nazi's will surely kill some of the others here. So please ju-" I stopped talking as I felt someone tap my shoulder. Quickly looking at who touched me I saw a grizzled old man with a beard looking me right in the eye even to he was a head and a half shorter than me.
I froze looking into those steel grey orbs, the sheer intensity in them made me audibly gulp.
"Jesus, he's just a big kid." I heard him mutter to himself.
"Alright. You scrawny, Man the fuck up and clamp down on that fear. You, big guy just what the fuck did they feed you to get you so bloody huge?" He whispered to us in a voice that just made you listen to him.
Scrawny and I just stared at him.
"Well I'm waiting."
"I liked drinking my milk when I was little and I am Dutch so that helps seeing as we are the largest people in the world on average." I answered him.
The old man just nodded at this and extended his hand towards us.
"Hi, I am Jack. Jack the freedom fighter. Saw you come in with those from the raid but I have never seen you before. So who are you? " Jack introduced himself and asked who we were.
'Scrawny' shook Jack's hand first.
"Hello Jack. I am David. I was part of the group raided" After David introduced himself I grabbed Jack's hand to introduce myself but came up empty.
"Hi I am… I am… uhh. I am… I… don't remember my name." I said with honest confusion in my voice.
'Why the hell don't I remember mijn god verdomde naam.'
They both stared at me like I was bulshitting them.
"Guys it's true I don't remember my name. please you have got to believe me." They still looked very sceptical.
"Okay look me in the eye and tell me again." Jack commanded me
"Jack I really don't remember my name." I said again with all the honesty I could put in my voice
Jack stared me right in the eye before nodding to himself as if I had passed his test.
"It's okay son I believe you." He said and I released a sigh of relief while he reached up to put a hand on my shoulder.
'Oh thank god.'
"Okay if the old man here says you're aren't lying to us I guess I'll believe you too then." Said David.
"But son if you forgot your name what are we going to call you? Because calling you, well you is gonna get old real quick." Asked Jack.
"Well how about we call him mountain or hill. You know because of his height." offered David.
I could say but one thing to that.
"No. I am vetoing that right now. I will not be called mountain, hill, giant or whatever you come up with that is like that." I told them flat out.
"Well how about shorty or runt then kid." Jack said with a smirk on his old face.
In response I gave him a flat look.
"Okay okay, I was just joking."
I kept staring at him and he just kept smirking at me with that look of mirth on his face.
"Okay maybe I wasn't joking. But we are going to have to call you something."
"schweigen! jeder schweigen!"
That was as far as we got when we were told to be quiet up by the guards. The guards were starting to separate our prisoner group from the line going to the train. We were lead to a small plot of land before a raised platform.
"Alle stehen in einer Reihe!" the guards yelled at us.
David, Jack and I went to stand in a line but a couple of people couldn't understand German so they were forcibly put in the line by the guards. The guards made an announcement when we were all-in a line.
"Warten sie hier für obergruppenfürher Strasse."
'I… have no idea who that is. I mean I get I am in Nazi world after the whole 40k debacle with Horus. What the fuck even happened there. Let's recap for a bit. I woke up, found Horus, watched Sanguinius die and then freed Horus by using the hate of the different gods for each other to loosen the chains holding him down. Once freed he tried to take back control of his body and then everything promptly went to shit.
Emps showed up, super charged greater daemons showed up. They fought and Horus got turned into a ball of light. I ran for it grabbing Horus along the way and got intercepted when the supercharged greater daemon of Chaos undivided showed up to join fight.
Asshole saw me and I tried to run. Fucker hit me and when I landed I saw the LIGHT. Eventually I reached the light and woke up in a Nazi cell.
What does all this tell me.
I am a multicrossover self-insert. Fuck me, this going to end in flames.
And another thing what the fuck was that void and what the fuck was that LIGHT.' My thought train was interrupted as the guard next to started to softly sing.
"Es gibt ein haus in neu-Berlin, Man nennt es haus abendrot. Es war der ruin vieler gutter jungs, von mir, mein gott licht ich not.
Hätt ich meinem Anführer zugehört, Ich wäre heute Daheim. war jung und dumm-"
He was singing quite well until he was cut off by the guard next to him yelling at him to stop.
"Verdammt Wilhelm, ich hatte es oft gesagt. Kein gezang!"
"Es ist mein traum hans, ich wolte ein sänger sein kein söldat!" Willhelm yelled back at him.
Hans grabbed Wilhelm's shoulder and leaned in close.
"Nicht hier Wilhelm." Hans furiously whispered to Wilhelm.
"Sie zwei gehen zum die baracke!" I think their sergeant? yelled.
Hans and Willhelm both stormed off and two new guards took their place.
Well, that was awkward but at least I now know where I am.
Wolfenstein: The New Order.
Translations:
"stehen! Stehen schweinhunden!" = Stand! Stand Schweinhunden!
"schneler."= Faster
"schweigen! jeder schweigen!"= Be quiet! Everybody be quiet!
"alle stehen in einer Reihe!"= Everybody stand in a line
"warten sie hier für obergruppenfürher Strasse." = wait hier for general Strasse
"verdammt Wilhelm, ich hatte es oft gesagt. Kein gezang!"= Damn it Wilhelm, I have said it so many times. No singing.
"es ist mein traum hans, ich wolte ein sänger sein kein söldat!"= It is my dream Hans. I wanted to be a singer not a soldier.
"nicht hier Wilhelm."= Not here Wilhelm
"Sie zwei gehen zum die baracke!"= You two go to the barracks.
proofread by MasterG
Chapter 1: Es gibt ein haus in neu-Berlin.
I feel so cold.
"stehen! Stehen schweinhunden!"someone yelled
'Who said tha- ugh' I couldn't think as something hit me in the stomach. I immediately put my arms around it to protect it against what had hit me. Squinting through my eyes I looked at what had hit me. I saw a man in an all-black uniform with an armoured chest and shoulder pads standing over me holding a gun.
"stehen."
He was yelling at me to get up so I got up holding my stomach. 'My naked stomach. I am naked. Wait never mind my I still have my pants or what is left of them anyway. Why is part of it burn-ughh.' Again in the stomach but this time with the butt of the gun. He motioned with his gun for me to start moving.
First he walked me out of the cell I was in before. Looking to the side there were five more cells with people being dragged or walked out by the man in black.
They marched us through a couple of white coloured corridors. This continued until we reached an open door. I slowed down upon getting closer to the door.
"schneler." One of the guards barked at me. And when I didn't go fast enough he gave me a strong push forwards. Eventually we entered through the door.
I looked around the new room and saw a stacks of haphazardly thrown clothes and a pairs of shoes on a couple of benches in the otherwise empty room.
The guards motioned us to the clothes. It had been a while since I had put clothes on that fast. The guards never ceased to look us. I was the first to finish changing out of my slightly burned and massively torn old clothes and into my new clothes I looked them over. Orange pants and a orange and white shirt.
' Where the hell am I and what is going on.' Looking at the people changing around me I saw they also had torn and burned clothes. 'What happened to these people? Are we going to… no just calm down deep breaths. In out in out.'
When the rest of the others finished we were taken out of the room. We once again walked through the white hallways but this time we ended up in a big central hallway with a bunch of other people dressed just like us corralled by a group of guards. but all this didn't have my attention.
The giant Nazi flags everywhere had it. I stood there frozen in shock from finally getting what happened to me.
'Oh fuck. Nazis. That actually kinda fits with what has been going o-.'I was pushed again by the guard that has been with me the entire fucking time.
The other prisoners and I were corralled through a big door at the end of the hallway leading to courtyard with statue of a Nazi soldier standing in the zieg heil pose.
The guards made the other prisoners and I walk past it and through a gate at the end of the courtyard. We took a left and had to walk for a couple hundred meters before we reached a different compound. It was a train yard.
'Oh shit. I know where this is going and I don't mind missing that train. Wait fuuuuck, that means I was wrong I am not going to die here it will be one train ride away.' I felt my breathing becoming erratic. ' Okay just calm down. Deep breaths. In out In out. just like you're going to take a dive.' slowly my breathing returned to normal.
We were brought to a waiting train that was already being filled up with another group of prisoners so we were forced to wait in line.
Looking at the people around me I saw a lot of scared faces and only a couple were looking different. One small scrawny guy with black hair was looking around in a wild fashion. He was starting to move, shuffling about while looking at the guards. Eventually he got close and I could hear him mutter to himself.
"Gotta be fast, they won't get me. Won't end up like the others. No I won't."
'Is this guy serious, is he going to make a break for it. Here. Nonononnono.'
"Hey. Pssst. You." I furiously whispered at him
Hey turned around to look at me with fear in his eyes.
"What is… it… Jesus you're tall." He looked at me in fear for a second before he got a look I couldn't figure out on his face.
'I'm not any taller than I used to be right? Looking around at the height of the people around me I saw that they were a bit smaller than I was used to but… I am getting distracted.'
I leaned in close to the guy looked him straight in the eye and whispered. "You aren't thinking of making a break for it are you. You would be cut down before you even got past the guards here and even if by some miracle you got past them there are bound to be even more around just waiting to shoot you down. If you did that they may start making even more examples of other people just to make sure there won't be any more runners."
He kept looking me in the eye for a while before sighing and looking away.
"Sorry it's just…. I heard the rumours of these places, work camps, extermination camps and the conditions. It is said you are better off dead. I don't want to end up like that." he whispered to me.
"That is understandable but if you do it here the Nazi's will surely kill some of the others here. So please ju-" I stopped talking as I felt someone tap my shoulder. Quickly looking at who touched me I saw a grizzled old man with a beard looking me right in the eye even to he was a head and a half shorter than me.
I froze looking into those steel grey orbs, the sheer intensity in them made me audibly gulp.
"Jesus, he's just a big kid." I heard him mutter to himself.
"Alright. You scrawny, Man the fuck up and clamp down on that fear. You, big guy just what the fuck did they feed you to get you so bloody huge?" He whispered to us in a voice that just made you listen to him.
Scrawny and I just stared at him.
"Well I'm waiting."
"I liked drinking my milk when I was little and I am Dutch so that helps seeing as we are the largest people in the world on average." I answered him.
The old man just nodded at this and extended his hand towards us.
"Hi, I am Jack. Jack the freedom fighter. Saw you come in with those from the raid but I have never seen you before. So who are you? " Jack introduced himself and asked who we were.
'Scrawny' shook Jack's hand first.
"Hello Jack. I am David. I was part of the group raided" After David introduced himself I grabbed Jack's hand to introduce myself but came up empty.
"Hi I am… I am… uhh. I am… I… don't remember my name." I said with honest confusion in my voice.
'Why the hell don't I remember mijn god verdomde naam.'
They both stared at me like I was bulshitting them.
"Guys it's true I don't remember my name. please you have got to believe me." They still looked very sceptical.
"Okay look me in the eye and tell me again." Jack commanded me
"Jack I really don't remember my name." I said again with all the honesty I could put in my voice
Jack stared me right in the eye before nodding to himself as if I had passed his test.
"It's okay son I believe you." He said and I released a sigh of relief while he reached up to put a hand on my shoulder.
'Oh thank god.'
"Okay if the old man here says you're aren't lying to us I guess I'll believe you too then." Said David.
"But son if you forgot your name what are we going to call you? Because calling you, well you is gonna get old real quick." Asked Jack.
"Well how about we call him mountain or hill. You know because of his height." offered David.
I could say but one thing to that.
"No. I am vetoing that right now. I will not be called mountain, hill, giant or whatever you come up with that is like that." I told them flat out.
"Well how about shorty or runt then kid." Jack said with a smirk on his old face.
In response I gave him a flat look.
"Okay okay, I was just joking."
I kept staring at him and he just kept smirking at me with that look of mirth on his face.
"Okay maybe I wasn't joking. But we are going to have to call you something."
"schweigen! jeder schweigen!"
That was as far as we got when we were told to be quiet up by the guards. The guards were starting to separate our prisoner group from the line going to the train. We were lead to a small plot of land before a raised platform.
"Alle stehen in einer Reihe!" the guards yelled at us.
David, Jack and I went to stand in a line but a couple of people couldn't understand German so they were forcibly put in the line by the guards. The guards made an announcement when we were all-in a line.
"Warten sie hier für obergruppenfürher Strasse."
'I… have no idea who that is. I mean I get I am in Nazi world after the whole 40k debacle with Horus. What the fuck even happened there. Let's recap for a bit. I woke up, found Horus, watched Sanguinius die and then freed Horus by using the hate of the different gods for each other to loosen the chains holding him down. Once freed he tried to take back control of his body and then everything promptly went to shit.
Emps showed up, super charged greater daemons showed up. They fought and Horus got turned into a ball of light. I ran for it grabbing Horus along the way and got intercepted when the supercharged greater daemon of Chaos undivided showed up to join fight.
Asshole saw me and I tried to run. Fucker hit me and when I landed I saw the LIGHT. Eventually I reached the light and woke up in a Nazi cell.
What does all this tell me.
I am a multicrossover self-insert. Fuck me, this going to end in flames.
And another thing what the fuck was that void and what the fuck was that LIGHT.' My thought train was interrupted as the guard next to started to softly sing.
"Es gibt ein haus in neu-Berlin, Man nennt es haus abendrot. Es war der ruin vieler gutter jungs, von mir, mein gott licht ich not.
Hätt ich meinem Anführer zugehört, Ich wäre heute Daheim. war jung und dumm-"
He was singing quite well until he was cut off by the guard next to him yelling at him to stop.
"Verdammt Wilhelm, ich hatte es oft gesagt. Kein gezang!"
"Es ist mein traum hans, ich wolte ein sänger sein kein söldat!" Willhelm yelled back at him.
Hans grabbed Wilhelm's shoulder and leaned in close.
"Nicht hier Wilhelm." Hans furiously whispered to Wilhelm.
"Sie zwei gehen zum die baracke!" I think their sergeant? yelled.
Hans and Willhelm both stormed off and two new guards took their place.
Well, that was awkward but at least I now know where I am.
Wolfenstein: The New Order.
Translations:
"stehen! Stehen schweinhunden!" = Stand! Stand Schweinhunden!
"schneler."= Faster
"schweigen! jeder schweigen!"= Be quiet! Everybody be quiet!
"alle stehen in einer Reihe!"= Everybody stand in a line
"warten sie hier für obergruppenfürher Strasse." = wait hier for general Strasse
"verdammt Wilhelm, ich hatte es oft gesagt. Kein gezang!"= Damn it Wilhelm, I have said it so many times. No singing.
"es ist mein traum hans, ich wolte ein sänger sein kein söldat!"= It is my dream Hans. I wanted to be a singer not a soldier.
"nicht hier Wilhelm."= Not here Wilhelm
"Sie zwei gehen zum die baracke!"= You two go to the barracks.
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- Location
- Nazi prison
Maybe later if the dice gods help me out
- Location
- A bunch of places
Basically he was being tested on by some beings in a shadow universe. He found some sort of Light portal and travelled over to the Warhammer 40k verse where he helped Horus escape from Chaos control. Then Horus got turned into a orb of light so the SI grabbed him and escaped a few demons by jumping into a new Light portal. When he wakes up he's now in the Wolfenstein New Order verse. Yeah the universe travel might have been a bit fast but it's not that difficult to understand what is happening.
- Location
- Nazi prison
Well basically everything but somethings for the sake of the plot I give a bonus with rolling and then i roll a 2 anyway so yeah. And Horus is still completely knocked out asshole can't roll for shit.
themisticShroud
The Red King And His Court
- Location
- The Red Court
This looks really good man Watched and followed. 
Chapter 2: A happy man and a partisan
- Location
- Nazi prison
AN: as always proofread by @MasterG
Chapter 2: A happy man and a partisan
'FUCK. Wolfenstein. Really. First 40K now Wolfenstein. Fucking kanker Nazis. Okay what do I know of Wolfenstein: The New Order. Nazis won the war with new tech made by Deathshead aka Totenkopf. The year should be 1960 I hope and if it is, B.J. Blazkowicz should soon be around again on a quest of vengeance to kill Deathshead.
Blazkowicz will free the person he chose to let live out of that prison and then he joins up with the resistance. They get those stealth helicopters, find a trail that leads them to that Da'at Yichud member in a concentration camp. Blazkowicz steals a fucking nuclear submarine and goes to the Da'at Yichud stash on the bottom of the Atlantic? Ocean. They wanted to nuke Deathshead but they don't have the codes so they ambush someone maybe a scientist? And steal their identity which Blazkowicz uses to get to the moon because of course the launch codes are on the moon why not. After getting back down he blows up that giant walker robot.
Then… uhh… oh yeah he finds their base being raided and evacuates the survivors and finally goes after Deathshead. Blazkowicz rescues the ones captured, fights his way to Deathshead, finds out the person he chose to let die got stuffed in a robot, fights them and then finally the boss battle with Deathshead in his four chain gun armed mech begins. Blazkowicz kills Deathshead in the end but might end up dying too.
Now where does that leave me. Standing in a line waiting for a obergruppenfürher Strasse to show up. I should probably ask if Jack or David knows who this Strasse is.'
I turned around my head to my right to look at Jack and whispered to him. "Do you kno-" "schweigen!" I was cut off by one of the guards that replaced Hans and Wilhelm.
After a moment I tried again but didn't get far as I was noticed again. "Jack do yo-aagh" only this time I was hit in the back by the guard.
'Okay this isn't working I guess I'll just have to wait then.'
In the end we all had to wait I think about ten minutes-ish. I don't really know as I didn't have a watch on me. Until a large convoy arrived from the far side of the trainyard. There were four troop transports, 2 big trucks and one impressive looking car.
The troop transports stopped first taking easily defendable positions around the raised platform and the impressive looking car.
First out of each of the troop transport were the super soldaten and a squad of soldiers. Two of the closeted super soldaten and four soldiers went to the opulent car and open the car door for a… old man?
Once the old man was fully out of the car he was zieg heiled by almost all of the guards. The old man dismissed them and walked to the raised platform flanked by two super soldaten. The old man made for an imposing sight standing over all of us flanked the two behemoths clad in metal.
"Ich bin Wilhelm Strasse, und-" He started speaking when suddenly one of the guards spoke up.
"Obergruppenfürher Strasse with all due respect, they can barely understand german would you consider speaking English to them."
Strasse was visibly thinking about it until he nodded to himself and began speaking again.
"I am Wilhelm Strasse, and I am here to select specimens for my new students. I hope to find them here. I can already see some promising ones from up here but let's have good look, right? Of course let's get started then." After finishing his speech he walked of the platform and started inspecting people at the other end of the line.
'Shit. He looked at me when he said he saw promising specimens.'
In the end I just stood there not knowing what to but wait for him to come to me. In the end he was next to me inspecting David.
"He is to scrawny. He can go back with the rest."Strasse said while finally turning to me. When we looked each other in the eye, I could see the cruelty in those blue eyes of his. That was when I recognized him.
"Deathshead." I said to myself in disbelief and a not insignificant amount of terror.
'oh shit oooh shit, fuck fuuuuck. I know what this guy does and I don't want to deal with it all. I don't want to dissected alive or worse.'
He looked at me with a disappointed smile. "Always with the Deathshead, I have never liked it. I am a happy man, you see? It doesn't sound right in English… say it correctly Toten…kopf. Come on say it. "
"Totenkopf, doodshoofd." I said.
"Oh a Dutchman, I like your kind. You are such nice specimens. But here we have an excellent specimen. I almost want to take you for myself but alas I promised my new students I would bring them back a prize and would you look at what I have found." He said that last with such glee that I felt a chill creep up my spine.
"Yes. We will take you with us." Deathshead was done talking as he moved to stand in front of Jack who stared him down with a look of defiance .
Deathshead looked him over for a moment before nodding to himself. "Mmmh, this one is old but look at the eyes. Yes you will work out in the end. Take him too." He said in the end.
"Bring the ones I chose to the trucks." he ordered his soldiers.
Before the soldiers could get here I shot a quick look at David and saw him give me a weak smile that did nothing to hide his fear. Jack and I were quickly escorted to the trucks as were a couple of other. They were not doing so great some of them were barely even doing as ordered by the soldiers but a shove or two fixed that right up. Deathshead reputation must be well known to them. In the end we would enter the trucks one way or another.
The trucks were filled with rows of seats which had cuffs for the hands and feet. The only thing they didn't have was windows. Probably to keep us from knowing where we are going. Fucking Nazis. Luckily I was seated next to Jack so I could at least talk to someone I know.
"Jack, what do you think they are going to do to us?" I asked him once I turned my head to look at him when the soldiers had left the truck.
He exhaled and tried to rub his face but the restraints stopped them just before touching his face. He huffed in irritation and looked at me whispering.
" I don't know kid but if even half of what I have heard about Deathshead is true we would have been better off on that train back there."
"Fuck we are going to die aren't we Jack. No wait that's if we are lucky, great. Jack this is not helping me right now, okay. I don't want to be here Jack. I have had enough of this. I… I… I don't know what to do anymore." I whispered back with just a tiny bit of hysteria entering my voice.
"Kid look at me." Jack whispered but I didn't hear him because I was thinking about what could happen to me with Deathshead in control of my fate. It was a lot of extremely painful ways to die.
"Kid look at me." Jack said again but this time with a lot more force behind it. I finally looked at him. His steel grey eyes locked on to mine, with an intensity I didn't know a human being could possibly have.
"Kid, I swear to you we are getting out of this alive. I won't let Deathshead win, not again."so just inhale count to four, exhale count to four." He told me and I did as he told.
'Inhale, one, two, three, four, exhale, one, two, three, four. Repeat. Okay I can do this, just keep calm and breathe.'
After I calmed own Jack motioned for me to lean in towards him and he leaned into so he was right next to my ear and whispered. "Besides I still have many friends even after that raid. They won't rest till they have found me. Dead or alive." That actually made me feel a bit better.
Our conversation ended when more prisoners entered the truck to be cuffed up by the soldiers. In the end the bus was filled with prisoners and two soldiers keeping guard.
We left with a start of the truck. Jack and I whispered for a while without being caught by the soldiers. It was mostly just small talk to keep my mind off of things. still I did learn a couple of things: Jack has been a resistance fighter for a long, long time even before the Nazis won the war and the fact that he lost his wife, child and a lot of friends to the Nazis and even though he tried to hid it from me he was getting wary from all the fighting. His flame of vengeance is starting to sputter out after so many years of fighting and seeing everybody he cares about die accomplishing nothing.
After figuring that out it hit me, there is literally nobody left to fight the Nazis on a scale that would defeat them for good. Even taking out Deathshead would accomplish little because the Nazis are still in charge even if he is gone. Shit, no wonder why he is starting to lose hope.
After a while we lapsed into a… well comfortable silence isn't really the word as the atmosphere was filled with doom and gloom but let's you it anyway. This lasted until the explosions started and the truck was forced to stop.
Everybody tensed up. The soldiers tensed, the prisoners tensed, I tensed but Jack just smirked his signature smirk.
The bullets could be heard flying around outside the truck and hitting the troop transports and Deathshead's car. Even more bullets could be heard flying when the soldiers started to fire back at whoever was shooting at them. Soon joined by a sound I didn't recognize but guessed it belonged to the laser machine guns of the super soldaten.
During the ongoing firefight there was a knock on the door of the truck. One of the soldiers moved to open the door while the other covered him. They opened the door lightning fast and shot the person on the other end in a second flat. Or at least that's what it seemed to me, it might have been longer.
After this happened Jack's smirk started to slowly fall away and was replaced by a sad smile as the fight wore on and the fighting got less, until it finally stopped.
After a while the troop transports could be heard starting up again and this it felt as if the truck was moved twice as fast as before. After a hour or two we started slowing down again. We kept on driving and somewhere along the line I fell asleep.
It was a weird dream of different coloured lights and a void. I stayed close to the lights. Almost touching them and waking up to the soldiers yelling at us to get up.
"Stand up we have arrived, you will soon be brought to your new cells."
I started to stand up and begin waiting to cuffed loose from the seats when suddenly I thought I heard something. I tried listening for something but didn't hear anything.
When we were slowly beginning to being marched out of the truck I heard something again.
"Did you hear that?" I whispered to Jack.
"Kid, I didn't hear anything." he responded.
I kept listening for something but I heard nothing out of the ordinary until.
'Hello is anybody there?' I heard somebody ask.
I looked around for a moment searching for who said that until I figured it out when I heard it again.
'Hello, anybody?!'
'Hello, Horus is that you.' I said? Thought? to him.
'Yes it's me.' He responded.'
'Where the hell have you been?'
Chapter 2: A happy man and a partisan
'FUCK. Wolfenstein. Really. First 40K now Wolfenstein. Fucking kanker Nazis. Okay what do I know of Wolfenstein: The New Order. Nazis won the war with new tech made by Deathshead aka Totenkopf. The year should be 1960 I hope and if it is, B.J. Blazkowicz should soon be around again on a quest of vengeance to kill Deathshead.
Blazkowicz will free the person he chose to let live out of that prison and then he joins up with the resistance. They get those stealth helicopters, find a trail that leads them to that Da'at Yichud member in a concentration camp. Blazkowicz steals a fucking nuclear submarine and goes to the Da'at Yichud stash on the bottom of the Atlantic? Ocean. They wanted to nuke Deathshead but they don't have the codes so they ambush someone maybe a scientist? And steal their identity which Blazkowicz uses to get to the moon because of course the launch codes are on the moon why not. After getting back down he blows up that giant walker robot.
Then… uhh… oh yeah he finds their base being raided and evacuates the survivors and finally goes after Deathshead. Blazkowicz rescues the ones captured, fights his way to Deathshead, finds out the person he chose to let die got stuffed in a robot, fights them and then finally the boss battle with Deathshead in his four chain gun armed mech begins. Blazkowicz kills Deathshead in the end but might end up dying too.
Now where does that leave me. Standing in a line waiting for a obergruppenfürher Strasse to show up. I should probably ask if Jack or David knows who this Strasse is.'
I turned around my head to my right to look at Jack and whispered to him. "Do you kno-" "schweigen!" I was cut off by one of the guards that replaced Hans and Wilhelm.
After a moment I tried again but didn't get far as I was noticed again. "Jack do yo-aagh" only this time I was hit in the back by the guard.
'Okay this isn't working I guess I'll just have to wait then.'
In the end we all had to wait I think about ten minutes-ish. I don't really know as I didn't have a watch on me. Until a large convoy arrived from the far side of the trainyard. There were four troop transports, 2 big trucks and one impressive looking car.
The troop transports stopped first taking easily defendable positions around the raised platform and the impressive looking car.
First out of each of the troop transport were the super soldaten and a squad of soldiers. Two of the closeted super soldaten and four soldiers went to the opulent car and open the car door for a… old man?
Once the old man was fully out of the car he was zieg heiled by almost all of the guards. The old man dismissed them and walked to the raised platform flanked by two super soldaten. The old man made for an imposing sight standing over all of us flanked the two behemoths clad in metal.
"Ich bin Wilhelm Strasse, und-" He started speaking when suddenly one of the guards spoke up.
"Obergruppenfürher Strasse with all due respect, they can barely understand german would you consider speaking English to them."
Strasse was visibly thinking about it until he nodded to himself and began speaking again.
"I am Wilhelm Strasse, and I am here to select specimens for my new students. I hope to find them here. I can already see some promising ones from up here but let's have good look, right? Of course let's get started then." After finishing his speech he walked of the platform and started inspecting people at the other end of the line.
'Shit. He looked at me when he said he saw promising specimens.'
In the end I just stood there not knowing what to but wait for him to come to me. In the end he was next to me inspecting David.
"He is to scrawny. He can go back with the rest."Strasse said while finally turning to me. When we looked each other in the eye, I could see the cruelty in those blue eyes of his. That was when I recognized him.
"Deathshead." I said to myself in disbelief and a not insignificant amount of terror.
'oh shit oooh shit, fuck fuuuuck. I know what this guy does and I don't want to deal with it all. I don't want to dissected alive or worse.'
He looked at me with a disappointed smile. "Always with the Deathshead, I have never liked it. I am a happy man, you see? It doesn't sound right in English… say it correctly Toten…kopf. Come on say it. "
"Totenkopf, doodshoofd." I said.
"Oh a Dutchman, I like your kind. You are such nice specimens. But here we have an excellent specimen. I almost want to take you for myself but alas I promised my new students I would bring them back a prize and would you look at what I have found." He said that last with such glee that I felt a chill creep up my spine.
"Yes. We will take you with us." Deathshead was done talking as he moved to stand in front of Jack who stared him down with a look of defiance .
Deathshead looked him over for a moment before nodding to himself. "Mmmh, this one is old but look at the eyes. Yes you will work out in the end. Take him too." He said in the end.
"Bring the ones I chose to the trucks." he ordered his soldiers.
Before the soldiers could get here I shot a quick look at David and saw him give me a weak smile that did nothing to hide his fear. Jack and I were quickly escorted to the trucks as were a couple of other. They were not doing so great some of them were barely even doing as ordered by the soldiers but a shove or two fixed that right up. Deathshead reputation must be well known to them. In the end we would enter the trucks one way or another.
The trucks were filled with rows of seats which had cuffs for the hands and feet. The only thing they didn't have was windows. Probably to keep us from knowing where we are going. Fucking Nazis. Luckily I was seated next to Jack so I could at least talk to someone I know.
"Jack, what do you think they are going to do to us?" I asked him once I turned my head to look at him when the soldiers had left the truck.
He exhaled and tried to rub his face but the restraints stopped them just before touching his face. He huffed in irritation and looked at me whispering.
" I don't know kid but if even half of what I have heard about Deathshead is true we would have been better off on that train back there."
"Fuck we are going to die aren't we Jack. No wait that's if we are lucky, great. Jack this is not helping me right now, okay. I don't want to be here Jack. I have had enough of this. I… I… I don't know what to do anymore." I whispered back with just a tiny bit of hysteria entering my voice.
"Kid look at me." Jack whispered but I didn't hear him because I was thinking about what could happen to me with Deathshead in control of my fate. It was a lot of extremely painful ways to die.
"Kid look at me." Jack said again but this time with a lot more force behind it. I finally looked at him. His steel grey eyes locked on to mine, with an intensity I didn't know a human being could possibly have.
"Kid, I swear to you we are getting out of this alive. I won't let Deathshead win, not again."so just inhale count to four, exhale count to four." He told me and I did as he told.
'Inhale, one, two, three, four, exhale, one, two, three, four. Repeat. Okay I can do this, just keep calm and breathe.'
After I calmed own Jack motioned for me to lean in towards him and he leaned into so he was right next to my ear and whispered. "Besides I still have many friends even after that raid. They won't rest till they have found me. Dead or alive." That actually made me feel a bit better.
Our conversation ended when more prisoners entered the truck to be cuffed up by the soldiers. In the end the bus was filled with prisoners and two soldiers keeping guard.
We left with a start of the truck. Jack and I whispered for a while without being caught by the soldiers. It was mostly just small talk to keep my mind off of things. still I did learn a couple of things: Jack has been a resistance fighter for a long, long time even before the Nazis won the war and the fact that he lost his wife, child and a lot of friends to the Nazis and even though he tried to hid it from me he was getting wary from all the fighting. His flame of vengeance is starting to sputter out after so many years of fighting and seeing everybody he cares about die accomplishing nothing.
After figuring that out it hit me, there is literally nobody left to fight the Nazis on a scale that would defeat them for good. Even taking out Deathshead would accomplish little because the Nazis are still in charge even if he is gone. Shit, no wonder why he is starting to lose hope.
After a while we lapsed into a… well comfortable silence isn't really the word as the atmosphere was filled with doom and gloom but let's you it anyway. This lasted until the explosions started and the truck was forced to stop.
Everybody tensed up. The soldiers tensed, the prisoners tensed, I tensed but Jack just smirked his signature smirk.
The bullets could be heard flying around outside the truck and hitting the troop transports and Deathshead's car. Even more bullets could be heard flying when the soldiers started to fire back at whoever was shooting at them. Soon joined by a sound I didn't recognize but guessed it belonged to the laser machine guns of the super soldaten.
During the ongoing firefight there was a knock on the door of the truck. One of the soldiers moved to open the door while the other covered him. They opened the door lightning fast and shot the person on the other end in a second flat. Or at least that's what it seemed to me, it might have been longer.
After this happened Jack's smirk started to slowly fall away and was replaced by a sad smile as the fight wore on and the fighting got less, until it finally stopped.
After a while the troop transports could be heard starting up again and this it felt as if the truck was moved twice as fast as before. After a hour or two we started slowing down again. We kept on driving and somewhere along the line I fell asleep.
It was a weird dream of different coloured lights and a void. I stayed close to the lights. Almost touching them and waking up to the soldiers yelling at us to get up.
"Stand up we have arrived, you will soon be brought to your new cells."
I started to stand up and begin waiting to cuffed loose from the seats when suddenly I thought I heard something. I tried listening for something but didn't hear anything.
When we were slowly beginning to being marched out of the truck I heard something again.
"Did you hear that?" I whispered to Jack.
"Kid, I didn't hear anything." he responded.
I kept listening for something but I heard nothing out of the ordinary until.
'Hello is anybody there?' I heard somebody ask.
I looked around for a moment searching for who said that until I figured it out when I heard it again.
'Hello, anybody?!'
'Hello, Horus is that you.' I said? Thought? to him.
'Yes it's me.' He responded.'
'Where the hell have you been?'
Nah, he's in his natural body.
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- PR
But he mentioned he was bigger? And everyone was looking at him like he is a giant. How is that his natural body?
People in 2015-16 are taller than people in 1960 (especially these alternate 1960 prisoners), and he's from the tallest average nation on the planet.
Chapter 4: Nazi Prison: Boot Camp Edition
- Location
- Nazi prison
AN: well it's been awhile sorry about that but I had my first writer's block, nice experience just bloody amazing, and then I got distracted. It happens.
Anyway new chapter and as always betaed by MasterG
Chapter 4: Nazi Prison: Boot Camp Edition
'Where the hell have you been?'
'Unconscious.' Horus replied with a flat tone.
'…'
'I was unconscious. When I awoke I saw blurry shapes and could barely hear. So I started calling out. You answered and now I am sharing your vision and hearing. I must ask, where are you and what is happening because it appears to me that you are a prisoner?' He asked me.
'Let me explain to you what I've figured out since I picked you up in ball form. I woke up in a prison cell with torn and burned clothes, changed clothes and figured out I am being held captive by motherfucking Nazis. Was marched to a train yard, stopped a guy from running and getting himself and others (probably me) killed. Met Jack, you can see him over there, he's that old guy and David, the guy who I stopped from running. Oh and I don't remember my name and possible other things but I don't remember them so I don't know if they are missing. So that was fun to find out.
Speaking of fun things to find out, I am for some fucking reason a multiversal self-insert. Now how do I know this you might ask? Well the first world I was in that I recognised was Warhammer 40K, which happens to be your world Horus. And right now we are in Wolfenstein: The New Order. It is Terra but during the end of the second millennium and the Nazis won because they suddenly started getting really advanced technology and went ahead and nuked New York. Wait do you even know who the Nazis are?' I finished my rant with a question
Horus was quiet for a moment processing the new found information and said when done 'So if I understand it right we are right now on ancient Terra and these 'Nazis' have won a war. You have been captured and are being held prisoner.'
'Well basically but it wasn't just any war, it was the second world war and this time the Nazis won. But let me backtrack I went off on a tangent. So after the whole lost memories thing and successfully convincing Jack and David that I wasn't lying to them, the person that was personally responsible for the Nazis winning the war showed up out of nowhere looking for good Specimens. Guess who was lucky enough to be chosen… it was me and well Jack too. Ended up in a truck, got ambushed, almost rescued I think and now we're here, wherever here is.' I explained.
'Okay, so these 'Nazis' won the war for Terra and are now in charge. From your reactions I can guess that this was not how it was supposed to happen. You are also going to be used as a test subject for the person responsible for the Nazi victory. I think that… you should… strange I am getting weaker. I suggest that… that…' Horus had started talking but his voice was getting weaker and weaker until he went away.
'Horus! Horus stay awake. Don't you leave me here alone… and without your advice. You're gone again aren't you? Dick.' I mentally yelled at him but he didn't wake up again.
After Horus had fallen asleep I started looking around. We were in a Nazi styled garage, all grey uber concrete and Nazi flags. there were multiple trucks and a couple of troop transports. When all the prisoners were out of the trucks the guards started gathering all the prisoners in one big row and marched us through a door at the end of the garage. We were going through several concrete corridors until we eventually reached a cellblock. The Nazis started putting us all in separate cells.
I was left alone in a cell, the door closing with a definite thunk. I looked around just seeing a toilet and a bare bed. I sat down on the side of the bed and put my hands on my face, starting to rub it. I sighed deeply.
"What the fuck have I gotten myself into…" I said.
I got up with a start and started passing through my cell.
"First the void, then 40K and now Wolfenstein: The New Order… WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS SHIT? WHY DO I HAVE TO DEAL WITH THIS? WHY!?"I punctuated that last question by punching the door
"FUCK THAT HURT! WHY DID I DO THAT?"
"Well me, because you were trying to relieve some pent up stress by breaking something."
"Of course me how could I forget that, thank you. Dick." I said while holding my hurting hand.
"SIGH… I… am just going to sleep now maybe that'll help. Fuck this day." I said before I went to lay in a bed that was too small for me. My feet stuck out at the end of it. I turned to look at the grey concrete wall with my arm beneath my pillow. Once laying there I just looked at the grey concrete imagining what could happen to me. Eventually I fell asleep.
Eyes never before used opened, looking at a small smile of a man with a stern yet kind face. Behind the man there could be seen a couple of other pods. Suddenly the man's smile turned into a snarl as he turned around to look at a explosion of colours. Looking past the man and at the other pods, they were getting swallowed by the colours in quick concession. The man turned around again to look back and his eyes could be seen widening. He stretched out an arm at you and a split second later you were swallowed by the colours that should not be.
When I woke up I felt weird, like I had forgotten something important and it wasn't the only thing amiss. I didn't wake up in my own bed. But in this tiny bed with a knocking sound reverberating throughout the Concrete room. After a couple more knocks the door opened and a guard walked in already yelling.
"Aufstehen, get up." The guard ordered and I obeyed.
'Oh right it wasn't a dream… shit'
Getting out of my cell I only saw a couple others being taken out. We started marching again through concrete corridors but after a while the concrete changed to have a more opulent feel to it with statues and decorative flags starting to show up.
Eventually we reached an atrium filled with Scientists, Students, Guards and Deathshead. We were paraded in front of everyone. I already felt their eyes on me, dissecting me and… I don't even know what that look is but I don't like it. Hell even Deathshead made me feel less scared.
Luckily we moved on to the front of the atrium where Deathshead stood. The prisoners and I were put into a row behind Deathshead. Deathshead spared us a glance, looking me in the eye when his gaze went past me. He looked pleased, like he just got a present… oh wait he did. Dick.
Deathshead turned around to face the public and he began his speech.
"Gentlemen...Students it is good to be back here, in this house of Science. To further the Reich ever onwards, even to the great beyond we must not be challenged by the filthy mongrels who think they can beat US. That is why we must always, ALWAYS continue with our research so that the Reich remains supreme. This House of Science will serve as the pillar of this great Reich and as such we must not falter. We will succeed." He says with a serious expression and tone before they brighten with a smile
"For this I bring you students new specimens! To further your skills for the Reich. For the best of you I have good news. At the end of the first term you will be allowed to start your own project with these great specimens." Deathshead motioned to us while talking about the specimens.
He turned and walked closer to us. No to me. Fuuuuuuck.
"But…the absolute best of the best will have the pleasure of personally working with me on a project of his or her choosing. For this project I have saved this most excellent specimen." He said while smiling brightly to the audience.
He then turned to me, leaned in and while looking me in the eyes said "I am sorry but I just couldn't let you go. I just… have so many… ideas with what I could accomplish with you."
'I was so wrong, that look scares me more than anything else.'
Deathshead then turned around again and started speaking to the audience. "Now that this fun little surprise is over we can talk about how the year will progress. It will-" at that point I stopped listening as the prisoners and I were lead away by the guards. We walked through the opulent corridors until they turned bland again. Meanwhile I was deep in thought about what I had just heard.
'Well… I am totally fucked… I am starting to hope I will get a quick death instead of whatever Deathshead and these other Nazi fucks can come up with.'
I was brought out of reverie when we reached the door leading to the cell blocks but instead of being brought back to our cells we kept on walking. Through the grey corridors we marched until we reached a white door with a red cross on it. Before it were more guards and the other prisoners waiting in line. Luckily when we joined the line I was put next to Jack.
Jack looked at me and said. "Kid you're as pale as a sheet of paper, you look like you saw a ghost."
I shook my head and said. "Not a ghost but Deathshead."
"Shit kid. Well at least you don't have to worry about him for now because we are being marked like animals." Jack said.
"Jack, you really should learn a bit more tact because right now I am not in the mood for this, okay. I just found out I am going to Deathshead personal toy and though I might look calm I am this close to snapping, okay? ya get me?"
Jack turned around and looked me in the eye and started talking. "Kid calm down. It probably won't be that b- well it is going to suck but you need to have faith. So for now, you have to focus on what is happening right now. Don't think about what may or may not happen."
"Thanks I needed that. Just think about the now, not the future." I said and nodded to him. When abruptly I thought of something.
"Jack, you look me in the eye a lot don't you?" I said
Jack smirked at me and said "Don't worry about it. a lot of people fall for my eyes."
" Jack, no. just no." I replied with a straight face "You're being a dick."
"Yes, yes I am but now you're feeling less worried about the future aren't you?" He said but in place of his fucking smirk there was a small smile.
"Anyway kid, did you ever consider getting a tattoo?" Jack asked.
I shook my head and said "No not really."
"Well I was hoping you had thought about it because we are getting one anyway."
"Jack I really don't want a tattoo."
"Well tell that to the guards." Jack said while looking at the guards standing to the side busy with their own things, probably Nazi things. Fuckers.
I followed his gaze and looked at the guards and said. "Jack, I don't think that's going to work out."
"Right so just bear with it."
After that it was Jack's turn so I was left alone, waiting for my turn. When it was finally my turn, I anxiously entered through the white door in a grey concrete room with white tiles on the floor and the first halves of the walls. There was a table on which a machine stood, a chair, a door on the other side and there were speakers hanging from the ceiling.
"Put your right arm in the machine." Instructions came from the speakers.
I sat down on the chair and looked at the machine. It had a spot where my arm could fit, there were clamps on the side of it and there was a shutter that I think could open. I pulled down my sleeve and laid my arm down so the back of my palm touched the cold metal of the machine. The clamps activated and locked my arm down tight. The shutter opened and out came a two mechanical arms, one with a needle and the other holding a patch of cloth.
I never had a tattoo so I didn't know what to expect. Luckily it wasn't the worst pain I had ever experienced but it still stung like hell but after a couple of seconds it was over. At the same time the piece of cloth was stitched to my right shoulder. The arms retracted, the clamps released and I looked at what had been tattooed on me. 04 15 15 14. I didn't want to look at it any more so I pulled my sleeve back up to hide it from my sight. Doing so allowed me to see the patch of cloth. It was a red circle with a black Wolfenstein logo in it.
I exited through the other door to find a group of guards and a row of prisoners. I was put in the row by the guards. We had to wait for the rest of the prisoners to be marked so looked around for Jack but couldn't find him. After all the prisoners were marked we started marching again through the grey concrete corridors.
This time we weren't brought to our cell but to a cafeteria. It was a big room with catwalks for the guards and rows of tables to house the prisoners. The prisoners and I were put into a line to get food. I didn't realize I had been hungry before being brought here.
Eventually it was my turn and armed with a plate I stood ready to receive my food even though it was… mashed? Something like that maybe… I… what the fuck is this? I realized that I was holding up the line and moved on to find a seat. I looked for Jack near the tables but I couldn't find him there so I turned around to look at the line to see him right in front of my face.
After I had a small heart attack I asked Jack "how did you do that? and a better question is why?"
Jack just smirked at me and walked to a table and sat down. I just sighed and sat across him.
"Jack do you have any idea what this is?" I asked pointing to the food?
"That kid, is a poor excuse for food." Jack said pointing to the food before continuing "But it's all we're getting soooo dig in." he said before starting to eat.
I wanted to follow Jack's example but I forgot to get cutlery so I got up to get some. As I stood before the counter holding the plastic spoons, fork and knives I started wondering what would work better, a fork or a spoon to eat the 'food' with. In the end I shrugged and grabbed one of each.
When I got back Jack was talking with someone else that had decided to sit next to Jack at our table.
I sat down and asked "Jack who is this?"
Jack looked up at me with a smile and said "This sonofabitch is Harry. I thought he died a couple of weeks ago but the tough bastard is still alive. Ya know kid he's a pretty big guy but not as stupidly tall as you."
After Jack said that I had a closer look at Harry and saw that he was indeed pretty big but what Jack had left out of his description was that Harry was built like a brick shithouse. Harry was stacked as fuck, as in he could fit into JoJo's bizarre Adventure stacked. I kinda felt emasculated.
"…Uh hello nice to meet you, I am … right still don't remember my name." I 'introduced' myself to Harry who frowned upon hearing it.
Jack started speaking "The kid is speaking the truth Harry. I saw it in his eyes and you know what I say the-" "yeah, yeah the eyes don't lie you always say that. anyway nice to meet you kid. Name's Harry and if ol'Jack here says you're good then you're good in my book." Harry interrupted Jack.
"You know Kid, we are still going to have to call you something, so start choosing. What about Jerry, Steve, Gus, Bob, Harrison?"
"… I don't like any of those names."
If that hadn't been enough, Harry also joined in with supplying names. "Oh, good idea Jack. Alright, what do you think of Chris? I… uh… yeah that's it"
"No, good try but no." Harry looked sad after I said that.
"I am just going to pick a name for now. How about… Thomas."
Jack and Harry did not look impressed at all. I might even go as far as to say that they disliked it. Bastards. I picked and it's a good name. In fact I like it even more now that they hate.
"Kid I still think you look more like a Steve than a Thomas. But that doesn't matter since I am still going to call ya Kid anyway." Jack said with a smile grin on his face.
"Thomas I am with Jack on this you look more like a Steve than a Thomas."
"No I am keeping the name Thomas. That good with you guys."
First they looked at each other before having a silent conversation. They faced me again and said at the same time. "Sure/yes"
"We should probably start eating now before breakfast is over."
Jack and I nodded and we started eating. The food wasn't bad just very bland and surprisingly hard to pick up with a fork so I had to use the spoon.
We made a bit more small talk and I learned a couple of things from Harry, namely that there were several different research divisions in this complex and all these divisions were placed under special projects division, which meant that they were under Deathshead's personal control.
The divisions ranged from advanced weapons research to even the paranormal division. But that wasn't the main problem here, that was that we were the guinea pigs for all the mad test the Nazis scientist had devised.
Well we were still in the main storage facility for test subjects, the people who get chosen for the test are brought to cells located near the research divisions.
One of the things he filled Jack and I in one was that this was also a school for the Reich's best and brightest young minds to learn and work in their chosen division.
So to sum it up for myself I am stuck in a Nazi prison as a guinea pig for up and coming mad Nazi scientists and am probably going to be used for a horrific test of Mad Nazi design. Well that's just great, it's bloody amazing.
Eventually breakfast was over and the others from Deathshead's speech, the rest of the prisoners and I were brought outside to a big courtyard surrounded by concrete walls with, of course, guard towers at the corners. But I wasn't really looking at that but at the area in the middle of the courtyard that looked suspiciously like one of those training areas you always see on TV. Which if it means what it think it means I'll probably have a bad time here.
The prisoners and I stood in a line waiting for a while before a Nazi officer looking fellow came to us, looked us over and said.
"Greetings, I am the trainer assigned to you untermensch. I am to get you in the best physical condition you pathetic worms can get into so the scientist can get the best test results out of you before you are disposed of. Well what are you worms waiting for GET MOVING! TEN LAPS!" he yelled
Shit I was right.
Anyway new chapter and as always betaed by MasterG
Chapter 4: Nazi Prison: Boot Camp Edition
'Where the hell have you been?'
'Unconscious.' Horus replied with a flat tone.
'…'
'I was unconscious. When I awoke I saw blurry shapes and could barely hear. So I started calling out. You answered and now I am sharing your vision and hearing. I must ask, where are you and what is happening because it appears to me that you are a prisoner?' He asked me.
'Let me explain to you what I've figured out since I picked you up in ball form. I woke up in a prison cell with torn and burned clothes, changed clothes and figured out I am being held captive by motherfucking Nazis. Was marched to a train yard, stopped a guy from running and getting himself and others (probably me) killed. Met Jack, you can see him over there, he's that old guy and David, the guy who I stopped from running. Oh and I don't remember my name and possible other things but I don't remember them so I don't know if they are missing. So that was fun to find out.
Speaking of fun things to find out, I am for some fucking reason a multiversal self-insert. Now how do I know this you might ask? Well the first world I was in that I recognised was Warhammer 40K, which happens to be your world Horus. And right now we are in Wolfenstein: The New Order. It is Terra but during the end of the second millennium and the Nazis won because they suddenly started getting really advanced technology and went ahead and nuked New York. Wait do you even know who the Nazis are?' I finished my rant with a question
Horus was quiet for a moment processing the new found information and said when done 'So if I understand it right we are right now on ancient Terra and these 'Nazis' have won a war. You have been captured and are being held prisoner.'
'Well basically but it wasn't just any war, it was the second world war and this time the Nazis won. But let me backtrack I went off on a tangent. So after the whole lost memories thing and successfully convincing Jack and David that I wasn't lying to them, the person that was personally responsible for the Nazis winning the war showed up out of nowhere looking for good Specimens. Guess who was lucky enough to be chosen… it was me and well Jack too. Ended up in a truck, got ambushed, almost rescued I think and now we're here, wherever here is.' I explained.
'Okay, so these 'Nazis' won the war for Terra and are now in charge. From your reactions I can guess that this was not how it was supposed to happen. You are also going to be used as a test subject for the person responsible for the Nazi victory. I think that… you should… strange I am getting weaker. I suggest that… that…' Horus had started talking but his voice was getting weaker and weaker until he went away.
'Horus! Horus stay awake. Don't you leave me here alone… and without your advice. You're gone again aren't you? Dick.' I mentally yelled at him but he didn't wake up again.
After Horus had fallen asleep I started looking around. We were in a Nazi styled garage, all grey uber concrete and Nazi flags. there were multiple trucks and a couple of troop transports. When all the prisoners were out of the trucks the guards started gathering all the prisoners in one big row and marched us through a door at the end of the garage. We were going through several concrete corridors until we eventually reached a cellblock. The Nazis started putting us all in separate cells.
I was left alone in a cell, the door closing with a definite thunk. I looked around just seeing a toilet and a bare bed. I sat down on the side of the bed and put my hands on my face, starting to rub it. I sighed deeply.
"What the fuck have I gotten myself into…" I said.
I got up with a start and started passing through my cell.
"First the void, then 40K and now Wolfenstein: The New Order… WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS SHIT? WHY DO I HAVE TO DEAL WITH THIS? WHY!?"I punctuated that last question by punching the door
"FUCK THAT HURT! WHY DID I DO THAT?"
"Well me, because you were trying to relieve some pent up stress by breaking something."
"Of course me how could I forget that, thank you. Dick." I said while holding my hurting hand.
"SIGH… I… am just going to sleep now maybe that'll help. Fuck this day." I said before I went to lay in a bed that was too small for me. My feet stuck out at the end of it. I turned to look at the grey concrete wall with my arm beneath my pillow. Once laying there I just looked at the grey concrete imagining what could happen to me. Eventually I fell asleep.
Eyes never before used opened, looking at a small smile of a man with a stern yet kind face. Behind the man there could be seen a couple of other pods. Suddenly the man's smile turned into a snarl as he turned around to look at a explosion of colours. Looking past the man and at the other pods, they were getting swallowed by the colours in quick concession. The man turned around again to look back and his eyes could be seen widening. He stretched out an arm at you and a split second later you were swallowed by the colours that should not be.
When I woke up I felt weird, like I had forgotten something important and it wasn't the only thing amiss. I didn't wake up in my own bed. But in this tiny bed with a knocking sound reverberating throughout the Concrete room. After a couple more knocks the door opened and a guard walked in already yelling.
"Aufstehen, get up." The guard ordered and I obeyed.
'Oh right it wasn't a dream… shit'
Getting out of my cell I only saw a couple others being taken out. We started marching again through concrete corridors but after a while the concrete changed to have a more opulent feel to it with statues and decorative flags starting to show up.
Eventually we reached an atrium filled with Scientists, Students, Guards and Deathshead. We were paraded in front of everyone. I already felt their eyes on me, dissecting me and… I don't even know what that look is but I don't like it. Hell even Deathshead made me feel less scared.
Luckily we moved on to the front of the atrium where Deathshead stood. The prisoners and I were put into a row behind Deathshead. Deathshead spared us a glance, looking me in the eye when his gaze went past me. He looked pleased, like he just got a present… oh wait he did. Dick.
Deathshead turned around to face the public and he began his speech.
"Gentlemen...Students it is good to be back here, in this house of Science. To further the Reich ever onwards, even to the great beyond we must not be challenged by the filthy mongrels who think they can beat US. That is why we must always, ALWAYS continue with our research so that the Reich remains supreme. This House of Science will serve as the pillar of this great Reich and as such we must not falter. We will succeed." He says with a serious expression and tone before they brighten with a smile
"For this I bring you students new specimens! To further your skills for the Reich. For the best of you I have good news. At the end of the first term you will be allowed to start your own project with these great specimens." Deathshead motioned to us while talking about the specimens.
He turned and walked closer to us. No to me. Fuuuuuuck.
"But…the absolute best of the best will have the pleasure of personally working with me on a project of his or her choosing. For this project I have saved this most excellent specimen." He said while smiling brightly to the audience.
He then turned to me, leaned in and while looking me in the eyes said "I am sorry but I just couldn't let you go. I just… have so many… ideas with what I could accomplish with you."
'I was so wrong, that look scares me more than anything else.'
Deathshead then turned around again and started speaking to the audience. "Now that this fun little surprise is over we can talk about how the year will progress. It will-" at that point I stopped listening as the prisoners and I were lead away by the guards. We walked through the opulent corridors until they turned bland again. Meanwhile I was deep in thought about what I had just heard.
'Well… I am totally fucked… I am starting to hope I will get a quick death instead of whatever Deathshead and these other Nazi fucks can come up with.'
I was brought out of reverie when we reached the door leading to the cell blocks but instead of being brought back to our cells we kept on walking. Through the grey corridors we marched until we reached a white door with a red cross on it. Before it were more guards and the other prisoners waiting in line. Luckily when we joined the line I was put next to Jack.
Jack looked at me and said. "Kid you're as pale as a sheet of paper, you look like you saw a ghost."
I shook my head and said. "Not a ghost but Deathshead."
"Shit kid. Well at least you don't have to worry about him for now because we are being marked like animals." Jack said.
"Jack, you really should learn a bit more tact because right now I am not in the mood for this, okay. I just found out I am going to Deathshead personal toy and though I might look calm I am this close to snapping, okay? ya get me?"
Jack turned around and looked me in the eye and started talking. "Kid calm down. It probably won't be that b- well it is going to suck but you need to have faith. So for now, you have to focus on what is happening right now. Don't think about what may or may not happen."
"Thanks I needed that. Just think about the now, not the future." I said and nodded to him. When abruptly I thought of something.
"Jack, you look me in the eye a lot don't you?" I said
Jack smirked at me and said "Don't worry about it. a lot of people fall for my eyes."
" Jack, no. just no." I replied with a straight face "You're being a dick."
"Yes, yes I am but now you're feeling less worried about the future aren't you?" He said but in place of his fucking smirk there was a small smile.
"Anyway kid, did you ever consider getting a tattoo?" Jack asked.
I shook my head and said "No not really."
"Well I was hoping you had thought about it because we are getting one anyway."
"Jack I really don't want a tattoo."
"Well tell that to the guards." Jack said while looking at the guards standing to the side busy with their own things, probably Nazi things. Fuckers.
I followed his gaze and looked at the guards and said. "Jack, I don't think that's going to work out."
"Right so just bear with it."
After that it was Jack's turn so I was left alone, waiting for my turn. When it was finally my turn, I anxiously entered through the white door in a grey concrete room with white tiles on the floor and the first halves of the walls. There was a table on which a machine stood, a chair, a door on the other side and there were speakers hanging from the ceiling.
"Put your right arm in the machine." Instructions came from the speakers.
I sat down on the chair and looked at the machine. It had a spot where my arm could fit, there were clamps on the side of it and there was a shutter that I think could open. I pulled down my sleeve and laid my arm down so the back of my palm touched the cold metal of the machine. The clamps activated and locked my arm down tight. The shutter opened and out came a two mechanical arms, one with a needle and the other holding a patch of cloth.
I never had a tattoo so I didn't know what to expect. Luckily it wasn't the worst pain I had ever experienced but it still stung like hell but after a couple of seconds it was over. At the same time the piece of cloth was stitched to my right shoulder. The arms retracted, the clamps released and I looked at what had been tattooed on me. 04 15 15 14. I didn't want to look at it any more so I pulled my sleeve back up to hide it from my sight. Doing so allowed me to see the patch of cloth. It was a red circle with a black Wolfenstein logo in it.
I exited through the other door to find a group of guards and a row of prisoners. I was put in the row by the guards. We had to wait for the rest of the prisoners to be marked so looked around for Jack but couldn't find him. After all the prisoners were marked we started marching again through the grey concrete corridors.
This time we weren't brought to our cell but to a cafeteria. It was a big room with catwalks for the guards and rows of tables to house the prisoners. The prisoners and I were put into a line to get food. I didn't realize I had been hungry before being brought here.
Eventually it was my turn and armed with a plate I stood ready to receive my food even though it was… mashed? Something like that maybe… I… what the fuck is this? I realized that I was holding up the line and moved on to find a seat. I looked for Jack near the tables but I couldn't find him there so I turned around to look at the line to see him right in front of my face.
After I had a small heart attack I asked Jack "how did you do that? and a better question is why?"
Jack just smirked at me and walked to a table and sat down. I just sighed and sat across him.
"Jack do you have any idea what this is?" I asked pointing to the food?
"That kid, is a poor excuse for food." Jack said pointing to the food before continuing "But it's all we're getting soooo dig in." he said before starting to eat.
I wanted to follow Jack's example but I forgot to get cutlery so I got up to get some. As I stood before the counter holding the plastic spoons, fork and knives I started wondering what would work better, a fork or a spoon to eat the 'food' with. In the end I shrugged and grabbed one of each.
When I got back Jack was talking with someone else that had decided to sit next to Jack at our table.
I sat down and asked "Jack who is this?"
Jack looked up at me with a smile and said "This sonofabitch is Harry. I thought he died a couple of weeks ago but the tough bastard is still alive. Ya know kid he's a pretty big guy but not as stupidly tall as you."
After Jack said that I had a closer look at Harry and saw that he was indeed pretty big but what Jack had left out of his description was that Harry was built like a brick shithouse. Harry was stacked as fuck, as in he could fit into JoJo's bizarre Adventure stacked. I kinda felt emasculated.
"…Uh hello nice to meet you, I am … right still don't remember my name." I 'introduced' myself to Harry who frowned upon hearing it.
Jack started speaking "The kid is speaking the truth Harry. I saw it in his eyes and you know what I say the-" "yeah, yeah the eyes don't lie you always say that. anyway nice to meet you kid. Name's Harry and if ol'Jack here says you're good then you're good in my book." Harry interrupted Jack.
"You know Kid, we are still going to have to call you something, so start choosing. What about Jerry, Steve, Gus, Bob, Harrison?"
"… I don't like any of those names."
If that hadn't been enough, Harry also joined in with supplying names. "Oh, good idea Jack. Alright, what do you think of Chris? I… uh… yeah that's it"
"No, good try but no." Harry looked sad after I said that.
"I am just going to pick a name for now. How about… Thomas."
Jack and Harry did not look impressed at all. I might even go as far as to say that they disliked it. Bastards. I picked and it's a good name. In fact I like it even more now that they hate.
"Kid I still think you look more like a Steve than a Thomas. But that doesn't matter since I am still going to call ya Kid anyway." Jack said with a smile grin on his face.
"Thomas I am with Jack on this you look more like a Steve than a Thomas."
"No I am keeping the name Thomas. That good with you guys."
First they looked at each other before having a silent conversation. They faced me again and said at the same time. "Sure/yes"
"We should probably start eating now before breakfast is over."
Jack and I nodded and we started eating. The food wasn't bad just very bland and surprisingly hard to pick up with a fork so I had to use the spoon.
We made a bit more small talk and I learned a couple of things from Harry, namely that there were several different research divisions in this complex and all these divisions were placed under special projects division, which meant that they were under Deathshead's personal control.
The divisions ranged from advanced weapons research to even the paranormal division. But that wasn't the main problem here, that was that we were the guinea pigs for all the mad test the Nazis scientist had devised.
Well we were still in the main storage facility for test subjects, the people who get chosen for the test are brought to cells located near the research divisions.
One of the things he filled Jack and I in one was that this was also a school for the Reich's best and brightest young minds to learn and work in their chosen division.
So to sum it up for myself I am stuck in a Nazi prison as a guinea pig for up and coming mad Nazi scientists and am probably going to be used for a horrific test of Mad Nazi design. Well that's just great, it's bloody amazing.
Eventually breakfast was over and the others from Deathshead's speech, the rest of the prisoners and I were brought outside to a big courtyard surrounded by concrete walls with, of course, guard towers at the corners. But I wasn't really looking at that but at the area in the middle of the courtyard that looked suspiciously like one of those training areas you always see on TV. Which if it means what it think it means I'll probably have a bad time here.
The prisoners and I stood in a line waiting for a while before a Nazi officer looking fellow came to us, looked us over and said.
"Greetings, I am the trainer assigned to you untermensch. I am to get you in the best physical condition you pathetic worms can get into so the scientist can get the best test results out of you before you are disposed of. Well what are you worms waiting for GET MOVING! TEN LAPS!" he yelled
Shit I was right.
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That is true they would need to up their tech but they can learn some small things from me. If they figure out that there is more to me than a tall guy.
Also they probably have some Da'at Yichud tech that can help them a little.