"The mind of the subject will desperatly struggle to create memories where none exist..."
Barriers to the Trans-Dimensional Travel, - R. Lutece, 1889

The Cadian Kasrkin, sighed softly as he made his way into the small, rural-looking town, which must have been in its days of its medieval state. He had been marching for some time now, at least a few hours. He was relieved to see a whole site of cavillation, even if it was of old days in time. It was better than a feral world or, worse, a dead world. He took another step only to be hit with a thought of realization. This was a feudal world populated by xenos. Though deemed possibly trustworthy, a xenos was a xeno an alien, and beyond all words, an unknown to his book. What would he even do, say, or what would they think? The only options in his thoughts were either to go into a blind kill all aliens, till he finds military command of the imperium or Coexist with these xenos, seeing that in the inquisitional orders he bares deeming them trustworthy or be on his own and of an unknown alien world lost alone and no possible way to contact the imperium.

He was simply operating only on assumptions that he experiencing delirium of some sort of dying from the fall of Cadia or being brought into the warp tormented for how long of a time if time still moved. But the longer he kept standing, the less he was able to cope by using that as a flimsy excuse not to panic or go rogue, regaining his bearing and attention. He was no longer a matter at this moment, silencing the questions in his mind. With a fair bit of time passed, he had been asking himself reasonably questioning until the sight of a town on the horizon. By instinct and nature, he had taken the opportunity at face value and increased his marching to double-timed pace, heading to the village.

A bit later, he finally found himself walking through the town pepper. These houses were small, bearly to fit the size of a lone human standing, but this was a planet of xenos. Maybe ratlings populated this village. But there did not seem to be anyone around. The doors and windows of just about every building seemed closed and shuttered, with the blinds drawn where no shutters were available. The feeling of an unease sense filled the air making it almost feel cold. Something with this village wasn't right even for a feudal world. Seeing some of the blinds open, a crevice to get a glimpse before shutting back closed, barely catching the peeping eyes from them.

‘Fear reeks here...something either happened or worse, still lingers here, to cause these beings to hid in their homes.’ He thought to himself softly as he looked around and continued his march, slowing down in marching pace, coming to a clearing where there seemed to be a large variety of closed, empty shop stalls. It appeared to be an open flea market of some type.

However, the only living thing in the market seemed to be... a cloaked creature in a hooded garment draped over its entire body to boot. It only showed a count of four hoof legs from the near bottom of the cloak assumable front legs to being only exposed, so a small quadruped creature at that, with stripes from its assumed front legs visible as it pawed at the ground. It notice the Caidan Kasrkin's presence, turning around quickly, the hood falling off to reveal its face. It certainly was a xeno aright, yet its body physic was near similar to the steeds the death riders, though rarely seen the Kasrkin Cadian knew of these steeds, but this one was different did not look like a standard steed. The proportions of its body were all off. It was smaller, practically the height dwarfed to being up to his waist or hip to his size, only being five foot nine, and the face, the eyes, even the muzzle were more... humanoid than one might be comfortable with. He thought it was odd in some adoring sight and feeling, causing him to smirk. That is until it started speaking.

"A strange new creature armored and cladded, yet I never seen your kind it seems." it said calmly in a feminine voice the Cadian Kasrkin Stood a bit dumbfounded. He hovered his free hand over his laspistol by instinct to purge such a creature, but the mission came to his thought, was this what Hanz called "ponies" deemed "trustworthy" in imperium standards. Whatever this case, he relaxed his hand and just remained silent, staring down at the xeno. It...she was intelligent for a xeno. Seeing her eyes look up and down, the Cadian Kasrkin staring at his armor and possessions.

"A warrior you are I can see, yet your silence is quiet an aspire to be." She said, coming closer, making the Cadian Kasrkin take a step back and hover his hand over his holstered laspisol, making the small striped xeno stop in her tracks. She flinched back, staring at him, seeing his hand hover over the strange metal object in a small saddlebag strapped to his leg.

"I know I might be alien to you as your alien to me, but I would preferer to be close to you or anyone of you xenos." He said calmly, staying a few feet away from the striped alien keeping his eyes set on her holding his guard for anything she might pull.

"So you too with these other ponies fear me as it may be." She looked him slowly up and down again. "But perhaps both perspectives are one and the same, now what exactly are you, and do you have a name?"

He sighed, lowing his guard and returning his hand from hovering over his laspistol. He didn't like her little rhyming scheme as she spoke but being the only xeno to communicate with, he'll bear with it and play nice and keep any information about the imperium to a minimum and secrets from her or any xeno with it, perhaps these creatures pose some sort of usefulness and trustworthy, but he didn't put too much faith to it letting out a sigh and standing at attention looking down at her. "Apologizes just a bit cautious, being my..." kind" have similar creatures such as yourself but a bit different mainly bigger and never spoken. The names Thron Grey or "Mad Dog." Human of the imperium of humanity, son of the Cadia Prime. Kasrkin Veteran Sergeant Major of the eighth Cadian imperial guard regiment."

he says slowly kneeling down to be eye level with her, extending a hand in greeting handshake. She seemed to understand what he meant and extending out her hoof and shook it. She withdrew her hoof, giving a slightly unsure look before returning to a more warm general demeanor.

"Zecora is mine for you to know, unique name for such to show, but this "imperium" you speak for, never have I heard of it before, may you tell of how the Grey came to this way?"

"Well... I'm lost, to be frank." he said shaking his head slightly and lowing it looking down at the ground remembering the sounds of the warp as he felt a slight shiver crawl up his spine. "I have no idea where here is, nor how I got here. One moment I was entrenched in the thirteenth battle of Cadia Prime near the verge of death, then found myself floating out in the middle of the warp and nowhere talking to a small equine xenos."

"A grim story for such expecting the end, but a pleasure to meet one whole limb that defends." He looked down at the black and white striped xeno feeling a slightly crooked smirk creep onto his face hearing her kind words. The feeling of praise, respect and even kindness was welcoming, leaving a slight warmth in his heart.

"Say, are their more of your kind around or in theses residences, If their are then the support would be greatly valued to find directions so I may be on my way."

He said, only for her to look guilty and burdened for a moment. "Only these ponies are here to be found, fearing me into hiding in their own bound." Pointing to a gaggle of ponies looking through a window of an establishment that resembled a large dessert design building. He looked over at them only to hear a muffled kerfuffle on the other side of the window as they seemed to all fall over one another, seeing an orange blur close the curtains.

"Ponies... 'old on just a moment Zecora." he said as he approached towards the building.

"What are they doing out there now? "Rainbow Dash said as she slowly picked herself up, hovering in the air alongside the other girls.

"I don't know, I can't see 'em anymore, but Zecora is looking over at the door now." Applejack said as she stepped away and closed the curtains again.

The girls all jumped slightly and gave a collective gasp. As they looked towards the front door, they heard the knocking ring out loudly in the darkness.

"Noponies home!" Pinkie Pie cried out loudly as she started to busily push a large trolley towards the door, blocking it off. She was stopped by a purple aura surrounding the trolley and dragging it back to its previous position, and Pinkie, along with it Twilight, trotted towards the door, rolling her eyes with a small sigh.
"Come on girls, I'm sure it'll be okay, let's just try to be reasonable about thi…."

As she opened the door, her eyes slowly widened, and her face paled as she felt an overwhelming sense of...fear, as if something was fundamentally terrifying with what she was seeing in front of her. The human had looked relatively off-putting from a distance but up close…

Close up, the very sight of them seemed to make her want to scratch her eyes out with her hooves. She felt...horror, as if something vital wasn't right, as if she was staring at a ghost looking at him being and being so close to her. Even the light itself seemed to swear off contact with the creature before her, rendering them a thing-shaped void in the doorway, save for the bright orange of their goggles visors. Even the air around the thing seemed to darken slightly. Its aura was absolutely...ominous. And then, looking down at her, save for her own reflection staring back at her in wide-eyed irrational fear. Then the smell of the creature standing before her as she looked at the brown smears, seeing a deep dark red mixture, caused her to immediately vomit, her entire body shaking uncontrollably as if she were being tasered. Her breathing grew more rapid and panicked, bowing her head to the ground and falling to the ground and broke out in tears, emptying her stomach when she saw the thing as her friends, and the human didn't even know what to think.

The little purple unicorn in front of him screamed, vomiting and crying on the floor before finally fainting. He slowly dropped kneeling down, hovering his hand over his laspistol and his other to slide it along her neck to see if he could find a pulse. "Mad dog" watched in pure confusion. Maybe it was these xeno ponies' sort of reaction to an alien, let alone an alien-human on their world, or that the worse the warp may have left its disgusting mark on him when he was pulled out as he looked down at the purple equine xeno pony seeing a single horn on her head as he gently moved his fingers around her neck finding a pulse studying the creature.

'Alive... only fainted, in rest. Perhaps out of physiological fear maybe.'

“H-hey! Get your sticken paws off of Twilight!” A blue-winged xeno pony said one of the other ponies in the group as they dashed towards him. “Why don’t you pick on somepony with...some...g-guts?” She finished weakly as her running slowed until she was within a few feet of him with the sight of a weird small metal barrel pressed against her head. She stared at the creature gripping the metal box thing in a tight grip and could see one of his eyes faintly through his visor as it stared back into her eyes. They were empty, void of any emotions but distasteful rage, as if he was prepared for her to come charging at him. She was terrified like the purple one had been but seemed to do her best to hide her fear over her bravery, she was undoubtedly afraid none the less

"Poor charge assaults', but good effort to hid your fear even against an unknown creature, its admirable yet foolish, but if you wish to continue, then I wouldn't mind blowing a new whole in your head splattering your brains on the floor. First, you're gonna answer some questions of mine. Understand?" She weakly nodded with the winged xenos shrank back, shutting up. "Okay then. First up: Where. The bloody fuck. Am I"

Rainbow dash started backing up slowly at the slight hint of anger in his voice. "Why should I answer you! What do you work for her or something? Are you her familiar or minion, her evil witch doctor nurse?" she said, trying to keep a stern face as she looked up at him, failing spectacularly.

He sighed and shook his head. "Maybe you'll be better off with a hole for a brain instead filth and No, I just got here, and lost beyond all measures and I'm asking because this all seems idiotic, so I'm looking for some answers, but I shouldn't be surprised with you xenos being this stupid aliens."

The others are looking at the blue one, sort of terrified as the two of them speak, seeming confused by her reaction. “Hey, are you alright, Rainbow Dash?” An orange one in a stylish hat asked, coming closer, starting to slow down her own approach and take on a look of horror as well, a bit closer than when the one she called Rainbow Dash had approached and not quite to the same degree. “Oh dear sweet Celestia that’s wrong...” She slowly backed away again. “R-Rainbow Dash, get her away from that big fella. I don’t think he’s very good news, just grab Twilight and keep your distance...” she said softly.

“You feel it too, huh, Applejack, this things giving the creeps?” Rainbow Dash answered as she dragged the one they called Twilight away from him with some effort, seeming a bit surprised by her own difficulty with moving her. She tried to grasp her with her hooves at first. Still, She immediately jumped at the sounds of a loud, energetic blast, catching both blue and orange along with the other group seeing the tall armored creature holding the metal thing pointed at the ceiling where a burnt sizzling hole formed. The creature lowered it down slowly, pointing it at the purple fainted xeno with smoke protruding from its metal barrel as all eyes were staring at the burning hole and the metal weapon as it was now aiming at twilights head.

"Now that I've gotten your attention and, most importantly, you all to remain silent, how about we try a better approach and get introductions in order. I am Veteran Sergeant Major Thorn "Mad Dog" Grey, Cadian Human of the great Imperium of mankind and son of the Cadia Prime, Kasrkin of the eighth imperial guard regiment of the Astra Militarum, and it either I get my answers now, or your xeno "confidant" here gets her brains scattered across the floor followed by all you other xeno filth, am I to be understood!?"

The three recoil their heads back as they seem more confused when they look at him again, though still afraid as they stare at his weapon. "Ok ok... you win, just don't hurt us or our friend p-please and stop doing that thing its creepy." Rainbow Dash asked, seeming to get some of her prior attitude back as the color returned to her face.

"Oh, don't worry if I feel satisfied with the answers, then your "friend" won't be injured... much." He said, muttering a bit, looking down at the knocked-out purple-horned xeno and back at the two orange and blue-winged xenos seeing and the group passed them, realizing his outnumbered and unaware of their capabilities. The inquisition parchment states these possible "ponies," deeming them trustworthy as he looks back at his actions 'Shit…' he said to himself in his mind.

"Firstly, what planet is this, and are any sign of other humans or mankind like me around, and secondly, what is this "thing" you speak of, breathing? standing? Or aiming my laspistol at your xeno "friend" here?"

“No we have seen any of you "Hoomanz" and what are you talking about? You mean you aren’t doing tha-"

"Don't you dare lie to me xeno or your fucking alien cousin will be dead before you could even do anything and its "HUMAN" unless you xenos are aligned with the damn Eldar?!" Grey cutting her off before seeing the orange xeno called Applejack taking a step forward stomping her foreleg or hoof to the ground.

"Hey! She ain't done talkin to you vermin and that weird thing you did makin yourself weirder and wrong"

The other three seem just as confused as he does at that question, the white one with the purple mane speaking up. "Applejack, Darling, could you talk about giving us a clue for us please?" She chimed in a soft, refined familiar accent to Grey of a bent royal low gothic as she and the other two who had not approached him went to check on the unconscious one. He watched carefully backing away slowly to be other side of the room watching the group of xenos lowing his aim laspistol to his hip keeping it aimed at them as he stands observing the six creatures. They did not seem to be paying much attention to him at this point though. They were more focused on their friend coming around cleaning her up and trying to wake her up, till a small purple reptile of some sort ran over on two legs to place its claws on her side as it gave her a concerned look. The man wasn't sure where they came from. He must have missed them in all of the commotion it bared resemblance to a lizard perhaps those "salamanders" that the books he read and heard of from other guardsmen saying that they breathed only flame and are practically the birth of flames itself.

"Twilight, a-are you alright?" the little scaly one asked softly as the unicorn got back to her hooves.

"Yeah, Spike, I'm okay…" She said as she looked back over at Grey, now standing across the room, aiming his weapon at the group slowly, and staggering to get up on her hooves, her eyes widening slightly in fear as she took another step back. "Who exactly are you...What are you even?"

“We know no fear. It was cut from our souls at birth. We can feel it only as an absence, as an empty shadow cast by the light of annihilation.”

– John French

Author's Note

You know I thought he would flat out shoot rainbow dash right their but I think will see blood shed soon, oh very much soon and maybe our Cadian Grey here might snag something more than "friends" but like the death guard saying goes.

"Some infections grow slowly."

Thank you for reading and Cya in the next chapter.

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