++Incoming Message.....++ ++Transmitter - Astropath 9362529856/2551++ ++Reciever - Astropath 3631763/486a++ ++Author identified as Inquisitor-General Hael++ ++Date 475/M.39++ ++Thought for the Day: The Daemon is the Tool of the Heretic. Matyrdom is the Tool of the Loyalist.++ ++Displaying.......++ Masters, it has so transpired that I have witnessed a most unusual sight, and I implore that an Inquisitorial Cell be deployed immeadiately so as to fully investigate the matter. As you are well aware, after several incidents involving unregisted Xenos attack and frequent Chaotic intrustions, I have been assigned as commanding officer of the Ghaool V 122nd Regiment so as to better catalouge and defeat these new threats to the Imperium. My latest observation come under way when we were surveying a dead world believed to be connected to the [CENSORED TO PROTECT THE INNOCENT] when were beset by a large armed force of natives-foul xenos they were, with skin of obsidian and stone, and they came at us as a great horde. With our supporting fleet on the far side of the system (they were forced to remain behind as the great energy outputs produced by their plasma drives would have almost certainly announced our arrival to any sentient beings in-system) I made a command on all channels for any Imperial-friendly vessels to come to our immeadiate aid (that I could do so with confidence simply futhers the fact that many Rouge Traders are consorting with Xenos most foul. We ourselves were forced to board several vessesls and revoke their Free Trade Agreements after proving that they traded with alien races without informing the nearest Imperial authorities) Whilst my loyal troopers lay dying around me, within a few short hours we recieved supporting fire from low orbit, allowing us to sally out of our makeshift mountain fortress and scatter our foes. I hailed the vessel, and the encryption of the com-link identified the vessel as a Space Marine Strike Cruiser by the name of Exempla Termentia. Although they at first refused my calls for them to make planetfall, they eventually agreed and within the hour a Thunderhawk was dispatched to meet with me and receive the praise of a fellow member of the Emperor's fighting forces. As the doors of the Thunderhawk swung open, I was ashamed to admit that my mouth hung agape at the sight before me. The.....Space Marines, if that was what they were, were female. The one that strode forward to meet me came without a helmet, her features instantly recongnisable as that of a women, one in her late 30s by my reckoning, although given the ageless qualities of the Adeptus Astartes, it was safe to say that she was perhaps hundreds of years old. She was as tall as a Space Marine-perhaps a little shorter, and her modified Power Armour made her seem just as well built and strong as a normal Marine. Her hair was long and pulled back, and she came unarmed. Without taking her eyes away from me, she stalked up to me a stood directly in front of me, forcing me to crane my neck to maintain eye contact. She bent her head down and spoke but a single phrase - 'And so are we revealed.' And they abruptly left. Our supporting fleet was still far off, operating on the lowest power output possible, so I could not pursue, and given that we did not expect orbital attackers, all our Delta-class ordnance was still on-ship. Now that I am onboard, I submit this report and request that immeadiate action take place. The Skittari forces attached to my own have held their own counsels amongst their senior Priests and have not of yet.....'graced' me with an auidience. Your most humble servant, Gallius Hael, Inquisitor-General |
AdMech 837450/xxx/AutopsyReport Attendant Magos: Senior Magos-Genetor Neroii 1. Initial visual investigation leaves no doubt to the cause of death-the subject suffered incredible physical trauma that resulted in the loss of 37.8% of the subject body, consistent with the reported method of termination, having being caught in open ground by a mortar barrage. The taint of Chaos has not yet been determined, so at this point the subject is being treated as female, and the appropriate surgical methods will be used. 2. The chest cavity proved just as tough to open as any member of the Adeptus Astartes, requiring the strength of two of my Servo-Meds. The ribcage itself was fused in much the same way as a normal Adeptus Astartes, although with futher testing it was revealed that the bone itself had less overall densile strength than would be expected, but was still of a level far above that of a normal human. Examination of the organs contained therin have since been removed and placed into storage pending transportation to Mars for investigation by the Collegica Genetoria. 3. The brain itself proved to be largely intact, the lower torso and limbs having taken the majority of the damage. It proved consistent in size and mass of a normal Adeptus Astartes brain, although there was present a most unusual organ that sat below the apex, whose purpose I could not fathom with the resources available to me now. 4. The chem-lab has reported back. No sign of viral, bacteriological or toxicological comtamination has been dected, and the hormonal patterns have identifed the Marine as a female at birth. An excess of estrogen was found, consistent with levels found within young females during puberty. DNA divination has determined that the Marine is within the ages of 30-35, an age comparable to a young Marine, although visual examinations place the subject in her late teens or early 20s at least. 5. In summary, it is my opinion that we have here a techno-heresy of the worst kind. The debasement of geneseed to such a level so as to make the recepient female the equivilant of a member of the Adeptus Astartes must have utilised technologies either forbidden or forgotten. I shall meet with Inquisitor-General Hael to suggest that we begin our pursuit of our so-called 'saviours' anew and recover the black arts used to create them. Magos-Genetor Neroii |