CHAPTER ONE
'Don't stare at my parts'

Grand-Mistress Amelia sat on her seat. She was excited today for she was meeting Brother-Captin Tyrion for the first time in ten years. She stared down at her right arm. A servitor was working on it, cleaning it out and replacing a few parts. Most of the bionic right side of her chest and abdomen was being maintained. Wires and cables were attached from different machines monitoring and keeping her bionics in check.

She hated having so many bionics and having to look like a monster all the time and wasting ten days a year due to her bionic checks. Saint Angelica Kore did this to her over a little confusion but that was ages ago. But that was so long ago and she had never seen her since. One hundred and fifty years had passed since the day Amelia waved far well to 30% of her body in the searing heat of a flamer. Suddenly the door opened.

Brother-Captin Tyrion walked in to the room. He was wearing his suit of tactical dreadnought armor to address her. Amelia felt a bit embarrassed to be opened up in front of him and having one side of her white robes to be down to do do. She felt naked even though her right breast had been incinerated long ago and was now replaced with a realistic one that is on the outer skin of her bionics disguise. She smiled and said "Oh dear, my parts are showing. How embarrassing". Tyrion let out a bellowing laugh and removed his helmet revealing a still handsome face topped with a thick mop of brown hair. His sharp hazel eyes stared into Amelia's watery blue eyes. It felt strange for him, she guessed, to be staring at her in this state. The first and last time he had seen her opened up he had almost had a heart attack but he was getting used to it. "Hows it been with my absence my Girl!" he said as he put out his right hand to carry out the Terran tradition of a hand shake. Amelia gave him a dirty look. He then stared at the servitor working on her bionic arm and stuck out his left hand instead. "Fine. Things have been fine" Amelia said as she shook it.

"I have been sent once again to sort out the monstrous Lord Trygon the Terrible of The Tarzard's Talons and I called you here to help me" she said. She then noticed that Tyrion was staring at her chest and all the complex bionics and machinery. "My head is up here" Amelia said. "Now I need your Grey Knights to combine with my forces for this one. Trygon is up to something very terrible." She continued before stopping because Tyrion was staring at her chest and all the connection points and sensors in it. "Ahem" "Oh yeah, sorry Ma'am".

Amelia continued to brief Tyrion of her mission. She had to stop Trygon's business on the planet known as Surivium Prime, a garden world. Just then Inquisitor Gillian made his entrance. He was a man of great looks. A straight face, with rich brown eyes and seemly aways ruffled and messy black hair. He was wearing a wondrous outfit topped up with a splendid great coat. "Tyrion! How long has it been!" he shouted excitedly, opening his arms for a hug. Tyrion refused as his bulk in the terminator armor may crush the Inquisitor like a Nurgling. He then went up to Amelia and went to kiss her on the cheek but picked the wrong side. The side which was replaced with metal bionics and components. So he quickly corrected his mistake and pecked her on the other cheek. "After one hundred and fifty years you have made the same ruddy mistake every time" Amelia joked. Tyrion chuckled and Gillian replied "You'd rather have me kiss your other set?". "Oi, I ain't your husband anymore, back off" Amelia snarled.

CHAPTER 2
'Reunions'

Amelia had been waiting a while for the servitors to finish their work and they had just finished their work on the bionics when Amelia's first guests arrived. Inquisitor Sophie came bursting though the door wearing a revealing dress of black linen and silk. Following her was her husband Elkidium in his ruff but posh outfit and waist coat. "Hey sis! Long time no see!" she rather rudely shouted. She looked at Amelia's bionics. "In good health I see!" she joked. "That was only funny the first hundred times you said it, no it is boring" Amelia said calmly. "But I like to say it" Sophie said. She then picked up two armour plates that were yet to be put back and started to juggle with them. Amelia stared at her and raised her bionic hand in the air. "This hand tore the heart out of a Demon Prince once before and can crush flesh in an instant" she said dangerously. Sophie swollowed and put them down.

She was always the mad one of the three Dirgo sisters. A nut case. She was older then Amelia by just two years bit aways seemed to act superior over Amelia and Gemma whom was younger then her by four years. She had sliver hair cut in the same style as the Ordo Hereticus Sister of Battle. As did Amelia but her hair was crimson red. Inquisitor Elkidium was almost as insane as his mad hatter of a wife. He wore a lot of leather and had his blond hair spiked up in a unusual matter. He was famous for running up to enemies and shooting them in the face with a storm bolter. A strange person indeed when you can stab enemies with a sword and save the ammo.

Inquisitor Gemma and Inquisitor Richard walked in. Gemma was a live wire but Richard seemed to calm her down. Gemma had black hair cut the same as Amelia's and Sophie's hair style. She had the most striking green eyes Amelia had ever seen. They seemed to cut into you like a knife. She used them as a focus of her will. Greetings were exchanged. They all watched as Amelia's assembly was finished and final armour plates were placed onto the bionic parts underneath. Amelia then put her robe back on properly. "Just wait here a sec. I need to get changed" Amelia said as she rushed up the rooms grand stair case. "More like an hour" Richard joked. Once more Tyrion chuckled to himself. The one thing funnier then one married couple was three.

CHAPTER 3
'For The Great Destroyer!"

Lord Trygon the Terrible of the Chaos legion known as Tarzard's Talons watched over the arembled for the festivities. "In the name of Tarzard we sacrifice the populace of Surivium Prime to Him for then He will favor us!" he shouted. Trygon stood before his warriors with the same lust for destruction they all had in their black hearts. Trygon was encased in red rimed black armor with a skull helmet that bared rams horns. He had a cloak of flayed skin and a pelt of fur made from the skins of baby seals. He had his two power swords, long barreled plasma pistol and bolt rifle strapped to his armor be harnesses. He was truly a monstrous sight to behold.

"But before we carry out this sacrifice we must welcome a new member of this mighty legion. A mighty warrior that some of you may know for his great heresies, Lord Ishamael the Betrayer of Hope!". There was the sound of the marines roaring in triumph fro their new comrade. "This general has been promised demon hood by The Council of Chaos and by completing this mission he will gain it. But if he fails...well we all know what happened to Lord Terigusigon". A few of the marines shuddered. Trygon then placed a mighty quadruple horned skull helmet upon Ishamael's head. "Do you, Lord Ishamael, offer you service to Tarzard, The Great Destroyer?". "Yes I do!" The warrior bellowed as he got up. "I will shed blood for Him!". A roar of cheers and praise erupted through out the ships addressing chamber. "Now we have a exterminatus to carry out!" shouted Trygon.

Trygon watched as the virus bombs shot out of the ship and sped toward the planet. They exploded in the planets atmosphere and drifted over its surface. Billions were now dead. Piles of rotting flesh. Then he watched the next volley of bombs. Suddenly the virus clouds burst into flames and everything on the planet was incinerated. A billion lives for Tarzard. "Tarzard favors us for this sacrifice!" shouted Trygon. The marines cheered and laughed insanely. Trygon then let out his trademark laugh. "HAR HAR HAR!".

CHAPTER 4
'We have a mission'

Trygon mounted his marines into their thunderhwaks and drop pods. The exterminatus had left a nice landing spot behind. Perfect. The drop pods were the first in and there was the mechanical sound of their release mechanisms launching them at the planet. Trygon watched them rocket toward the planet though a pict screen in his thunderhawk. The thunderhawk then suddenly lurched as it was launched at the planet with the others. Soon he will be standing on Surivium Prime's now tortured soil.

The thunderhawk landed with a mighty thud and Trygon stepped out. He was knee deep in the debris of buildings and planets and the ash of the planets civilians. The rest of his marines mounted up in their tanks and moved out into the ruined city they had landed in front of to set up a base of operations. Trygon's thunderhawk engaged its thruster and sped off into space leaving behind, Infernerous, Trygon's demoniacally possessed land raider transport. It had two twin-linked assault cannons on both of its side sponsors, a twin-linked plasma cannon turret and twin-linked multi melta as it front hull weapon. It was a true monster. Trygon's ten personal bodyguard lowed their halberds and shields as they entered it followed by Lord Ishamael. Trygon followed them in the tank. "What does thou will of me?" Infernerous said inside Trygon's mind. "Follow the convoy, we have a mission to begin" Trygon replied in his mind.

Meanwhile Grand-Mistress Amelia, Brother-Captin Tyrion and Inquisitor Gillian entered their thunderhawk accompanied by Justicar Raggoth and Justicar Varinius and their squads of tactical dreadnought armored warriors. Twenty terminators in total. Also a Sister Superior named Arya as leading a squad of six sisters of the Our Martyred Lady were with the Grey Knights. They had been so very helpful when it came to leading the services in the Emperor's Church. The modified thunderhawks were designed to take more so they could handle the load. The thunderhawks sped toward Surivium Prime's surface. Amelia's family watched from an observation window the thunderhawks disappear into the thick atmosphere of the planet. It was horribly scared from an Exterminatus. Then the Imperial ship left to make for another planet. It was dropping off the Inquisitors with Grey Knights on the different moons of the planet to take the defenses of the planet from the hostile forces of Tarzard's Talons.

Forty Grey Knights in power armor, twenty Grey Knights in terminator armor and two dreadnoughts called Brother Dallius and Brother Yarzuk were involved in this mission. The thunderhawks landed in the remains of a Imperial city and unloaded their cargo. Amelia looked round. Everything was dead. Building were ruins and people were ashes. The sky was scorched red. "They are here" Amelia said looking round. She said a few words for the billions that died and the Grey Knights trudged into the ruins. Tyrion and Raggoth were looking as viligent as ever. Arya was a bit nervous as always.

"So...much death" Arya said. She had never seen a planet after an exterminatus before. And it was grim. The ground was covered in charred corpses and melted flesh. Arya was looking quite pale. A bunker door opened suddenly and a horribly mutilated and burned character fell out and grabbed Arya. His blood stained her armour. "Kill....me....kill....me" he said whlist trying to stop his charred guts from spilling. Arya screamed as Amelia blew the mans head off. "He deserved his peace with the Emperor" Amelia said camly as she approched Arya. "Come on girl" Amelia said, "Be viligent. As long as the Grey Knights are here you will be safe". Amelia was lieing. War spares no one.