Triple Heresy!

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(Also known as 'Why the fuck am I writing this shit?!'. Unfinished. May complete it whenever the fuck I feel like it. - Ragnasal)


Darkness of the Drop Pod.

The heat of the roiling atmosphere scorched over his iron frame, invigorating his glorious, decrepit frame.

And then the solid, enigmatic crunch as the landing device slammed into something, most likely the planet itself.

The doors blew themselves off the hinges, as the Golden Aquila Class Dreadnought barreled out the cage of steel and ceramite. He gazed around, admiring the scenes of war around him, before looking down at his 'feet'. He was standing on top of the corpse of a Carnifex, apparently a victim of the pods landing.

"Nice Timing, Brother Helveticus! That horrible monstrosity was just about to slay me with one foul blow! I predicted it, but you saved me as through some unforeseen divine occurrence!"

Helveticus turned, and saw none other than Sister Serena Starhawk. If he were capable of still doing so, he would have beamed down at her. She was magnificent in every way, as every member of the Golden Aquilas were. From her glorious, curving hips to her magnificent bosom, so barely contained by her Wraithbone Armor, and all the way up to her half-Eldar ears, which he knew... Well, used to know how to touch just right.

But this was not the time to be thinking of such things, for there was a battle going between the Golden Aquilas and the Tyranids.

"DO NOT PRAISE ME BATTLE-SISTER, UNTIL OUR VICTORY IS AT HAND! WE FIGHT FOR THE EMPEROR, AND SPREAD HIS JUDGEMENT ACROSS THE UNIVERSE! TO ARMS!"

The mere sight of the Venerable Brother inspired his Sisters to battle harder, gunning down the Tyranid fleet with haste. Sisters of the Eight Company were confusing the fodder by mimicking the Synaptic pulses of the leader creatures, as others simply dominated them, turning them against each other. Sisters of the Tenth company flew like cherry blossoms in the wind through the Tyranid forces, striking down foe after foe before the Hivemind could comprehend its own losses. Tyranid losses mounted, and before long they retreated back to their digestion pools, saving what little biomass remained. Yet another noble victory for the Golden Aquilas...

Venerable Brother Helveticus Archival, loaded up on a Thunderhawk to be transported back to the Battle Barge 'The Fury of the Emperors Fury', was being operated by several Techpriestesses, before Serena Starhawk appeared in the door of the armory, nodding courteously to all those within.

"If you mind, I'd like to speak to our Venerable Brother before you put him into stasis. I need to properly thank him for saving my life earlier."

Edys ex Machina, the lead Techpriestess working on Helveticus's repairs, seemed to glare at Serena as if knowing her intentions.

"Battle Brother needs to return to stasis immediately. He has strained himself too much during that battle, and we do not want to stress his divine frame."

Serena glared at Edys, before smiling coldly at her. "I assure you, this will not take more than a few hours, Techmarine. And I do not think it is in your decision to make Brother Percivals decisions for him."

The Daughter of the Dragon and Starhawk seemed to glare at the Dreadnought, as if to seek his opinion on the matter.

"... LET US SPEAK IN PRIVATE, THEN."

Edys ex Machina, defeated, left the armory, glaring back at Serena. Serena strolled in and grabbed what looked to be a power wrench, before standing in front of the Dreadnought, the tool hidden behind her back. "I thought you said you didn't love me anymore."

"... HAVE I EVER DEJECTED FROM MY CURRENT MINDSET?"

"You saved me today. Obviously you still have feelings for me! Why do you act so playful when we're alone together, yet you put up a front whenever we're around others! You act as if we're not together!"

The Dreadnought looked around, locating all the nearby exits... And noting that all but one was blocked. "...BUT I BELIEVE YOU SAID THAT I WAS 'THE LECHEROUS, UNFAITHFUL BASTARD AND I DESERVED MY CURRENT FATE'."

Selena smiled at Helveticus, stepping forward to rest a hand on his tomb. "I was angry at the time. I know you are the only man in our chapter, and I know how hard it is to resist temptations from the most beautiful daughters of the Emperor... But you did say that we would be together forever, did you not?"

The line made him regret being sarcastic, but he does not get every opportunity to be so. "BUT DID I LIE, BATTLE-SISTER? WE -ARE- TOGETHER. ON THIS SHIP. JUST AS MUCH AS I AM HERE TOGETHER WITH THE REST OF THE SISTERS."

Serenas face contorted in anger, before she jumped at the Dreadnoughts vision slot, slamming the Power Wrench against it, sending the Dreadnought reeling backwards.

"IT WAS A JOKE, SISTER. BUT I STAND BY THAT I AM HERE FOR MY SISTERS AND THE BATTLES. LAY DOWN YOUR ARMS, OR I WILL BE FORCED TO ENGAGE WITH FORCE."

Selena continued to slam the wrench against his sarcophagus, laying dents within its adamantium hull. Streams of tears continued to pour down her face, before screaming violently at the Dreadnought.

"You were meant to be chaste in this form! This was meant to stop you from sleeping with all the other women! This was to make sure that you'd be mine forever, and mine alone! Why would you do this to me?!"

Helveticus grabbed the Power Wrench and ripped it from her hands, sending it flying into the adjacent wall. He reached down and picked her up roughly by her mid-section, lifting her so her face was at level with his vision slot.

"BECAUSE I AM HERE FOR THE BITCHES. LOVE ME OR HATE ME, I CARE NOT, FOR I LOVE ALL OF YOU EQUALLY. SHARE IN MY LOVE, OR STAY AWAY FROM ME. BUT REMEMBER WHO IT IS YOU FIGHT ALONGSIDE, AND KNOW THAT OUR PETTY EMOTIONS MEAN NOTHING IN THE EYES OF OUR EMPEROR."

He waited until she calmed down, before setting her on the floor. Unfortunately, the straps to her wraithbone armor caught on a bolt in his hand. When he pulled back, the strap snapped, and the armor came with his hand leaving a bare-breast Half-Eldar standing before him, covering herself up while screaming and blushing, glaring up at the Dreadnought with a look of pure hatred.

Helveticus began to flail his arm around, trying to dislodge the trapped armor from his hand. "WHOOPS, MY BAD!"

Serena stood there, her face calm as she tried to maintain control of her temper as the Dreadnought struggled to remove the armor from his other hand. Helveticus gave one final shake of his hand, and the armor flew and clattered across the floor, before hitting the wall. He stood there awkwardly, gazing down at Serena's figure. Her luscious, D cup sized breasts, barely contained behind her crossed arms. Her thick, pouty lips, with the lightest sneer behind them making her that much sexier when shes angry. And the way her skin seemed to glow in the low light of the hangar bay made it all the more exquisite. And yet... Here he was, stuck inside this metal chassis and deriving no pleasure from the blessings he gives to his Battle Sisters. Oh how he wished to be alive again to touch that blessed flesh!

"ARE YOU GOING TO STAND THERE, OR ARE YOU GOING TO GO GET YOUR ARMOR AND LEAVE? YOUR THANKS HAVE BEEN ACCEPTED." He grumbled, with a billow of smoke pouring from an exhaust vent.

"But I have not even begun to thank you, Helveticus." She walked slowly up to the Dreadnought, unfolding her arms and pressing herself against his metal shell. His CQC cameras showed various angles of the woman in front of him, and you could almost feel the simmering anger coming from within him.

"AND HOW DO YOU EXPECT TO THANK ME, SISTER STARHAWK? BY GIVING YOUR BODY TO ME? I'M A DREADNOUGHT FOR THE EMPERORS SAKE."

She rapped her knuckles on his vision plate, before hoisting herself up to leer into his dark tomb. "You liar. I very well know you've been pleasing women somehow with this form of yours. They talk about it all the time, and don't you dare call the Sisters liars!"

Emperor Damn Them and their loose tongues! With the closest thing to a sigh his form could make, the Dreadnought vented a billow of steam.

"TECHPRIESTESS EDYS. I KNOW YOU ARE LISTENING. COULD YOU PLEASE COME IN HERE?"

With a muttered curse, the Daughter of the Dragon appeared around the corner, walking swiftly up to the two. "Selena Starhawk, Commander of the Tenth Company. Venerable Brother Helveticus Percival. How may I be of assistance?" Her voice was laden with sarcasm and bitterness, as typical of a Battle Sister of the Third Company.

"YOU WERE THE ONE RESPONSIBLE FOR MY AUGMENTATIONS AND MY CURRENT PREDICAMENT, SO YOU SHALL BE THE ONE TO SHOW HER."

Edy's mechadendrites flailed around, betraying her emotions while she stood stock still. "I'm afraid that would be improper of me. Are you sure you don't want to introduce them to her yourself?... Like, alone?" ex Machinas face began to flush a bright red, and her optics began to flash in a multitude of colors.

"NOPE. THAT'S YOUR JOB, AS IT WOULD DO ME A DISHONOR TO YOU TO DISPLAY YOUR HANDIWORK WITHOUT YOUR PRESENCE." It seemed as if the Dreadnought knew how to force someone into doing something.

The Daughter of the Dragon grumbled, before muttering a single "I'll be right back". She disappeared into a darker part of the armory, before coming back with a massive crate behind her, being towed by six servitors. The servitors aligned themselves around the box, and unbolted the top off. They lifted the lid, and gently placed it right next to the box, in which the topless Serena went over to observe what was inside the box, accompanied by Erys ex Machina.

Within the confines of the chest, was a glorious, massive boring drill... at least, that's what it looked like. It was oddly shaped, having a distended tip towards the end. And then it dawned upon Serena as she stared at it. It was a phallus. Or what looked to be a Power Drill -converted- into a phallus. Serena slowly looked towards Erys ex Machina, who simply kept her crimson face hidden underneath her acolytes robes, as the Dreadnought approached quietly behind them.

"BEHOLD THE DEVICE WHICH OUR LOYAL TECHPRIESTESSES HAVE DEVISED, AND LOOK UPON IT WITH DETEST. FOR IF NOT THROUGH THE SACRED BLESSINGS OF OUR DIVINITY, AND OUR BLESSINGS FROM THE EMPEROR HIMSELF, THIS DEVICE WOULD BE CLASSIFIED UNDER SLAANESHI HERESY. BUT IT IS THROUGH OUR WILL THAT WE CAN USE IT WITHOUT LOSING OUR SOUL." +++++ Meanwhile, in the Eye of Terror Slaanesh is simply watching this entire situation, banging his head against a golden statue of himself while crying profusely. +++++ "BUT FOR THE PURITY OF OUR CHAPTER, THIS OBJECT MUST REMAIN A SECRET... WHICH OF COURSE, IS POINTLESS NOW SINCE YOU SISTERS CAN'T KEEP YOUR MOUTHS SILENT."

Serena reached out in order to try and touch it, but one of Ery's mechadendrites reached out and prodded her hand. "Please do not touch the sacred armament unless it is mounted on the Venerable Brothers frame."

Serena Starhawk cringed, and simply went about looking at the device. It was odd indeed, and there was a very tiny, dismal part inside of her who thought this device reeked of heresy. Yet her insides churned and warmed, wondering how it would feel to have such a magnificent device within her.

"And this is how you please all the Battle Sisters now?"

"UNFORTUNATELY, YES. WE ARE AWAITING FOR OUR APOTHECARIANS TO DIVINE A WAY TO REGENERATE ME TO MY FORMER SELF."

Sister Serena blinked as she gazed upon Helveticus, her mind reflecting back upon the past. "Is that even possible after you've been integrated with a Dreadnought?"

Edys ex Machina chimed in, stating in a monotone voice "It is theoretically possible, with the right applications of biomancy and a thorough upgrade of the life support systems. And due to our divine status, we do not require the Adeptus Mechanicus's approval to work on our own designs. We will have a prototype out within the next millennium or so."

Selena smiled an approval, before gazing down at the modified drill lying within its coffer. It was quite impressive indeed, and it spoke of Edys's handiwork. The 'shaft' of the phallus was at an impressive thirteen inches, and roughly one and a half inches wide. She could scarcely imagine that the thing would fit within her, let alone anyone else of the chapter. And yet... She could not help but imagine herself straddling this Dreadnoughts fist as the drill bored deep into her, spreading her insides so widely, and filling her with pure ecstasy.

"SISTER STARHAWK, YOU ARE LOOKING FLUSHED." Venerable Brother Helveticus spoke aloud, almost smugly. "PERHAPS YOU ARE THINKING OF SOMETHING BORDERING HERESY?"

Serena glared up at the Dreadnought, before giving him what would only be summed up to be a very rude gesture amongst the Imperial Guardsmen. "To accuse me of Heresy based on my presumptions would condemn you too, Helveticus. So how exactly does this thing work?"

The Dreadnought merely waved one of its hands towards a nearby scaffolding, where several Servitors were initiating the Rites of Assembly. "ALLOW SISTER EDYS TO CHANGE MY SACRED ARMAMENTS. COME."

Both the Sisters and the Dreadnought (with the Servitors in tow with the massive piece of 'weaponry') walked over to the station, where Helveticus aligned himself with before shutting down all unnecessary functions. Which included all sensory inputs. While the Techpriestess and the Servitors began to work on switching out his payload, Serena simply watched. Intrigued by the advanced process, as well as the drill, she began to question Edys.

"So when exactly did you design that device?" She asked in a rather cool tone.

Edys dropped the power drill she was using to unbolt the arm from Helveticus's frame, her face flushing brightly. "I... I designed it the night that our dearest Brother was interned into a Dreadnought. Why do you ask?"

"You built it in that short of a period? It was what, less than a sixteen hour span between gathering his body and putting him in that, yes?" Serena was impressed, tapping her finger on her chin as she pondered. "I'm guessing you were his first in this form?"

Edys mechadendrites flailed, sending her falling to the floor with a crash. Luckily, she landed in a conveniently placed box of foam insulation, so she avoided injury. "Y-you could say that, as i-improper as it is. It's not like he was awake, an-and I needed to t-test it to make sure it was working p-properly."

Serena bust out into laughter, clutching at her stomach whilst pointing at Edys, "Are you saying you RAPED Brother Helveticus? Does he even know?! Oh wow, I would have never thought that -he'd- be raped by a -woman-... But then again, we are the Emperors Finest, so even we have moments of weakness." Her expression changed quickly, before leering at Edys, "Personally, I would have you executed here and now. But you are obviously too important for this chapter so I shall not."

Edys sighed, getting back to her work.