Angel of Retribution
‘Capture an enemy. Hurt him. Make him suffer; make him bleed. Expose the target with his comrade's anguish and in that distraction, strike. This is the lesson.’ -- Codex Umbra…
The Silk Spire
< Back to Short Fiction The Silk SpireAn unofficial Warhammer 40,000 Short StoryWritten by Jenny Strath[rt_reading_time label="Reading Time:" postfix="minutes" postfix_singular="minute"] 'The good die first,' thought Dazia as she dragged hungrily…
Those Who Remain
A few days ago the trap might have worked. It was simple, well hidden, and completely lethal. But Tanii had learntfast since she’d fled into these woods. She scoured the…
The Creed Beneath
Renate Glaserman I shuffle my feet, trying to keep my balance as the Valkyrie lifts off the ground and hurls itself towards the light cruiser in low orbit.Those first few…
The Mowing-Devil
Adeptus Ministorum The first sign of the Inquisition was a smoke-signal, across the sky: the vapour trail of an armoured landing craft. The wheat forest rippled as the craft passed,…
Rebirth
He was upright, for the first time in years it felt like. The limbs he was adorned with were not his own; the scars that sketched a tale of agony…
Windows to the Soul
'Are you the one they call Eyebane?'Lirratus looked up from his interrupted game of Regicide, cocking his head slightly and sizing up his questioner: another power armor-clad giant clad in…
The Gutter Pearl
Pyrrho woke on the cobbles, the cool mud a balm for his blistered face. Cracking weary eyes, he watched the second-shift workers pass like shadows on a sundial, unmoved by…
Burning the Devil
It was a long walk into the fens. The pull of the cart didn’t make the journey any easier; the weight shifted whenever the wheels hit shell craters or caught in…
Valkyrie
'Tell me again.'Sister Aoife looked up at the Interrogator. She had been intent on the bindings that secured her wrists. Not looking for an escape, she knew there was no…