Fall of Acies


A Warhammer 40k Fanfic

It was a normal day on Acies for Lieutenant Cappadox Gala. A grey stormy sky loomed over the Ferrocrete jungle of Celes, the capital of the Forge World Acies. His grey-green uniform was baggy as a result of the 414th's lack of activity. He approached the 414th's Western Armoury, several men were nervously gathered around the entrance, they wore the uniform of the 414th and had a wild look in their eyes. Cappadox couldn't blame them; the previous night, the 414th had received orders to prepare to join the 4th and 5th companies of the Blood Angels chapter. They were to make a pre-emptive strike against a heretic stronghold.

Cappadox showed his credentials to the two guards and they saluted him before granting entry. The gates swung open with a whine as an orange light flashed. He walked into the watchtower next to the gate; ascending to the fourth floor. He sat at his desk, full of paperwork, he pressed a button and a small machine poured him a cup of coffee that tasted crap, like all the food on this damned Forge World. He looked out the small window; Sentinels, Chimeras, Leman Russ Battle Tanks and Basilisk lined up neatly side by side as Techpriests fussed over them. A few looked weird though, those that didn't have strange looking Techpriests near them had soldiers with bulky uniforms. Cappadox shrugged and sat down, leafing through documents and sipping coffee. A large bang resounded and the world shook, Cappadox and his desk went flying towards the door.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hey there, this is my first fanfic, I hope you enjoy it, I plan on a quite a bit of chapters with this.