A guardsman, a techpriest and a Commissar!

(Commissar Hardwon)

I groaned as I rolled over before falling off whatever I was on and mashing the floor with my face, or was it mashing my face with the floor? I didn't care as I sat up and rubbed my nose, the poor thing hurt like like a bastard. I stood up slowly and looked around, this wasn't the Private quarters I was given aboard the imperial ship, it looked more like a bunker underground, the change in scenery unnerved me. A clanging caught my attention as I grabbed my bolt pistol from my belt and aimed at the ladder. A guardsman appeared, he didn't look like a standard guardsman, looking more like a sergeant as I took note of his Carapace Armor, the colors matched that of the 3rd Guards Rifles from the the deathworld kaspin, a Guard regiment noted for their near destruction at the hands of a tyranid swarm, despite their early successes against the beasts.

"Commissar," He stated as he snapped a crisp salute, his salute was ruined by the blood marring his armor, much of it the green blood of tyranids.

"Sergeant," I nodded at him as he looked shocked.

"I'm no sergeant ma'm,"

"Then why do you not wear your given equipment soldier,"

"Destroyed by 'nids"

"A pity,"

I quickly took a good look at him, his Hair was a deep brown of medium length, his eyes were a dull blue and he had a fade of stubble growing around his mouth, I started walking towards the ladder, the guardsman following me.

"I can't but notice only three of the beds are in use, where are the rest of your squad?" I asked, my tone laced with curiosity and a hint of humor.

He muttered a curse before explaining to me the situation. I clenched my hand, the glove Commissar's wore was tight against my skin. I quickly bolted up the ladder, the guardsman shouting at me from below. I jumped up the first few rungs and wrenched myself up the rest of the way as I dashed to the top, my power-sword slapping against my leg as I climbed. When I reached the top I charged at the steel door just as it opened, a surprised techpriest in the doorway. I couldn't stop myself as I ran full force into him sending us both sprawling over the ground, somehow ending up with me straddling him.

I blinked as I looked down at the techpriest that was groaning in pain. I finished standing and looked around. The trees, the snow and the sky was too bright and didn't feel right. I glanced at the snow on the ground, it sparkled in the light as I heard crunching behind me. I turned around to face whoever was behind me, it was the guardsman.

"Ma'am, are you ok?" He asked, sadness in his voice as he walked over to me.

"I'm fine... just confused and in denial," I let out a small laugh, though anyone could tell it was forced.

The techpriest groaned again as he rolled over, his Mechadendrite arm shifted. I laughed a little as he struggled to get up.

A rustle caught my attention as a bush moved, all of us aimed our weapons just as a spear flew at me. I ducked underneath the spear as I took aim with my bolt pistol and pulled the trigger sending several rounds into the bush with quite a few wet thuds. Several more spears came at us from different directions as Xenos rushed towards us. Most of the Xenos were what looked like Biped equines, they had the fur, the hooves and the muzzle, but there fur color and hands threw me off for a second. I dived to the side to avoid a spear before drawing my Power Sabre and slashing at the nearest xeno, the blade slashed right through it's armor before emitting a pulse that sent the Xeno flying into a tree. Another xeno came at me with a spear, He thrust his spear forward only to meet air as I danced around the point and stabbed at it's face. The Sabre went right through it's head straight to the hilt.

Irons POV

I Rolled to the side to avoid a slash from a sword and aimed my Lasgun at the xeno, letting off a sharp crack and his that dropped the victim to the ground. Another xeno came at me with a club raised overhead, I stabbed the bayonet of my weapon forward straight into my enemies chest before pulling the trigger, the smell of scorched flesh scented the air.

(Random Ponies POV)

Our group had been spying on these apes for a days now after seeing the Red cloaked one stealing scrap iron and steel from several of our quarries in the area. We had followed him back to his cave and had kept watch for several days, on the last day we had heard two large bangs from inside the cave and had decided to investigate. As we were watching the cave from a better vantage point a large amount of yelling came from inside in a language we couldn't understand. As we watched 2 new ones came out. After a few seconds of watching them a private had decided to throw his spear at one of the new ones. We don't know what happened but he was riddles was holes and several ponies had charged at the newcomers before getting slaughtered by the creatures.