UltramarinesFTW

I'm innocent! she screamed day in and out broken and battered tortured and tattered she stood the trial God forgives all is what she was told just say yes confess it will be alright I did it I did as you say I confess do i pass the test can i go now? You have been measured and found wanting you pass the test "God will sort the rest" Were the last words she heard

Silent you wander waiting, waiting and ready ready to bring life and death like the reaper you strike bringing terror to your foes and as soon as you are done you silently fly away and as the field goes quiet the men you saved offer up a silent prayer a prayer of thankfulness to the specter The Angel of Death.

 "It's quiet out there," whispered Trooper Venatus Galies of the 27th Ereadian Infantry. A young man about the age of 18 in looks with dirty blond hair cropped close to his head. "I doubt the damned greenskin could survive the winter," retorted Trooper Lucius Kniola, his lasgun slung over his shoulder. He stands six feet tall and broad at the shoulder a lho stick hanging out of his mouth staring through a pair of binoculars that had once belonged to some major. "I wouldn't doubt them you know. I hear they can live through just about anything," said Trooper Galies, turning and taking a seat on the firing step of the trench pulling his fade