The Hive PT I
“It has been too long since my lungs have tasted the air of our world my Khan.”
“Yes it has Brother Andu, too long.” Replied Khogin Khan, the Captain of The White Scars 5th Company. Brother Andu, the Company Champion of 5th Company walked beside Khogin with his head tilted back taking long, slow deep breaths enjoying the Chogoris night air.
It had been 7 years since 5th Company had stood on Chogoris soil. Over the last 7 years 5th Company had hunted down a vial enemy of the Emperor, a Dark Eldar known as Gora-don. Khogin and Andu walked a few more yards passing a large statue of Jaghatai Khan holding his power lance above his head. Veteran Brothers Ogoden and Temu stood at the base of the statue talking amongst themselves as Khogin and Andu approached.
“My Khan.” Brother Temu said, greeting Khogin by making a fist over the Aquila on his chest.
“Temu, where is Cherbi and Gurin?” inquired Khogin.
“Veteran Brother Gurin is attending to his Apothecary duties transporting the progenoid organs of our fallen. Veteran Brother Cherbi awaits our arrival outside the monastery gates, our company banner never out of his sight.”
“Brother Cherbi has performed with great honor since Dagun fell.” Andu said solemnly remembering Cherbi’s predecessor as 5th Company’s standard bearer.
“Yes with great honor. He caught the banner mid-air with one hand and caught Dagun before he fell from the ledge with the other.” said Khogin.
“He could have pulled Dagun to safety if Dagun hadn’t insisted he let him go.” said Ogoden.
“If he hadn’t let Dagun go, I would be dead.” Khogin said sharply.
“My Khan I meant no...” Ogoden nodded respectfully.
Khogin Khan and his command squad walked towards the fortress monastery where the Rites of Howling ceremony would soon begin. This sacred ceremony, taking place every 25 years high in the Khum Karta mountains, was where Khogin Khan 5th Company Captain would finally be given the hunt he’d been waiting for. Apothecary Gurin caught up to Khogin and his entourage and fell into step with them.
“The gene-seed of the fallen has been secured brother.” Brother Gurin reported. Khogin didn’t reply and Gurin could tell by the look on Khogin’s face that a reply wouldn’t be coming.
Brother Cherbi stood at the large rockcrete doors of the Monastery holding the 5th company banner which whipped violently in the east to west wind.
“My Khan." said Cherbi saluting. Khogin returned the salute and then placed his hand on Brother Cherbi’s shoulder.
“Let’s go inside brothers, destiny awaits.”
The Rites of Howling ceremony was extremely long. The ceremony was filled with liturgies of battle, blessing over the hunts, hymns of vengeance and the reading of the names belonging to fallen White Scar Brothers. And then Khogin’s moment came. The Great Khan read aloud the names of adversaries that had managed to elude the White Scars all the while continuing to purge and devour everything in their destructive paths. The names where read with a tone of anger and hate, an Eldar Farseer, a Chaos Daemon an Ork Warboss, the list went on and on. And then The Great Khan stopped and looked Khogin in the eyes.
“The Tyranid Hive Fleet Typhous continues to devour the galaxy unchecked slaughtering billions everyday. Brother Captain Khogin of 5th Company you have been chosen to bring this tyranny to and end. You will bring the head of the hive mind back to Chogoris to be placed on the path to the Khum Karta Mountains facing the approach to the Monastery.”
“Aye my Khan, as the wind blows the blade rises.” replied Khogin in White Scar battle cant as he gave a deep bow..
“The hunt begins my Khan.” said Khogin.