Raaaaaaaa!!!!! The screams of death were the only thing Renko could hear as he bulleted down the corridor. Thinking only of finding sanctuary, however temporary from the beasts that chased him. He needed time to think - It could not be her! It just cannot be! Reaching a sudden dead end, Renko's mind blanked out the distorted memories as he turned to fire at his pursuers.

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Two weeks ago abroad the Imperial Battleship, The Nautilus.

"Captain we have reached the Planet of Tran. We should arrive in orbit on schedule."

Captain Anderson stood at the helm, looking out through the viewport at the rapidly growing planet before him. "Very good, send a message to Lieutenant Carson tell him to get his team ready for planet fall."

"Aye aye sir." The Comunications Officer turned from the Captain and activated the internal Vox network of the ship. "Attention Lieutenant Carson, the Captain orders your team to be ready for transport to the plant surface."

Liuetenant Carson sighed. "Alight were on it." he muttered. Though Carson did not like it. By now everyone on the ship thought they knew what had happened on Tran - and he did not like sending his team there, just to get some Xeno tech and on top of that he had that new soldier in his squad, 'Jenkins' or something. Carson didn't like the idea of putting his life or the lives of his solider's in the hands of someone he didn't even know. And frankly, he didn't trust him. The soldier had an odd look to him, like he was up to something. Carson had already ordered the rest of his men to keep an eye on him, at least until he proved himself. Well all this reflecting is just wasting time. Best get the squad ready. Carson walked out off his room to the troop barracks.

Meanwhile in the barracks, Renko was getting bored fast. This would have to be his most boring assignment there ever was. And he had to pose as a Guardsman as well, the hell? He was used to at least NCO status, now he was just a faceless dogsbody. And all this just to make sure some type of Xeno tech could get on the ship safely and baby sit the crew of this ship. He wondered just who he had managed to piss off this time. Well, there was the way Inquisitor Ra-

Lieutenant Carson all but exploded into the barracks, yelling at the top of his lungs out the order to get ready. "Finaly, action." Renko muttered to himself as he marched over to a weapons locker with the name Corporal Jenkins embossed onto it. Of course, that was his locker now as the 'other' Corporal Jenkins mysteriously died after a certain someone grabbed him into an alley while he was on shore leave and broke his neck. Then even stranger, they had borrowed his uniform and replaced it with a hive ganger's fatigues - before finally the late Jenkin's body ended up in a meat packing factory. So of course, Renko had no choice other than to wear the man's uniform pose as him on this mission.

Some twenty minutes later, Lieutenant Carson and his team were ready to go and busy climbing aboard the dropship to land on the forsaken world of Tran below. As Lieutenant Carson steeped towards the dropship his only wish was that he and his team could finish this damn baby sitting mission and head on home as soon as possible and forget about this damn Emperor Forsaken rock. But he would soon learn that you should be careful what you wish for.