The First Wall by Gav Thorpe

Author:Gav Thorpe
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
Published: 2019-11-14T09:19:00+00:00

Abaddon joins the attack

Among the masses

A question of faith

Lion’s Gate space port, mesophex core, two days since assault

There was a lot to be said for the simple pleasure of combat. Abaddon had always been a fighter, first and foremost. Born to be a king, he had chosen the road of battle rather than rulership, giving up that birthright to honour his blade-kin.

Wreathed in armour-shattering energy, his fist made short work of the VII Legion warrior that barred his passage into the upper ­sensoria of the Lion’s Gate space port. Another fell to the sleeve-blades of ­Layak’s bodyguards, while the sorcerer ended a third with a fork of black lightning from his staff.

This was purity. To be victorious and live, or to know defeat and death. A clear foe, a defined objective.

Abaddon’s gun roared, a hail of bolts cracking open the plastron of an Imperial Fists legionary in the livery of a veteran sergeant. He followed up with long strides, smashing his gauntlet into the broken armour, pulverising bone and organs beneath, the blow hurling Dorn’s fighter across the tiled floor.

Bolt and blade did not care for allegiance, nor the wiles of priests and sorcerers. They were loosed for many reasons, honourable and vile, but once set on their way they either hit their target or missed. Abaddon remembered a time of similar clarity, when he had been a legionary, newly recruited into the Luna Wolves.

Follow orders. Kill the enemy. Protect your brothers.

Now he could barely stand to be in the same room as those he had once thought close as kin. He raised his blade alongside an abomination that paid service to powers existing beyond mortal comprehension. And more than anything, he fought for a lord whose true ambitions were impossible to know.

Despite his doubts, perhaps because of them, the First Captain of the Sons of Horus was not content to be an observer during the battle for Terra. Behind him came three thousand Sons of Horus, their weapons raking fire through the warriors of Rogal Dorn. By Stormbird and Thunderhawk they had been summoned, another blade aimed at the heart of the Lion’s Gate space port.

It had not been by the order of Abaddon that they had come; rather they had been despatched by the Warmaster on the word of Layak. Though he had received no order himself, Abaddon had assumed command.

Ezekyle Abaddon, First Captain of the Sons of Horus, the right hand of the Warmaster and victor of countless campaigns had not come to Terra to watch others overthrow the Emperor. He would sooner die in battle than see a Word Bearers sorcerer lead the first of his battle-brothers into the Imperial Palace.

The line of yellow that held the hallways around the upper sen­soria buckled under the attack, unable to hold against the ferocity of their newly arrived foes. In the close confines of the interior Abaddon swapped his bolter for powered blade, so that with sword and gleaming fist he carved his path through to the objective.

With

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