Adepta Sororitas Rebels- Amazons by Chris Cook

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I can not take credit for the name. This site was named by Aaron Cains.

I've started posting Fury, my never-ending chapter background. After a
while, it spreads to encompass all my armies - Eldar, Pirates, Dark
Eldar, and, yes, the Sisters. For the moment, though...

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>"I know what you're doing." Alexandra turned to see the
Inquisitor standing between her and the airlock of her orbital shuttle.
Both pairs of eyes darted to the Canoness's bolt pistol, resting in its
storage rack several metres away, then locked with each other again.
The Inquisitor held up a small device in his hand: a commlink.
"Give me the slightest reason," he said, "and I will teleport to
my ship and order the Exterminatus on this world. I will not let your
>treason continue."
"The Inquisition has a tenuous alliance with the Ecclesiarchy,"
said the Canoness slowly, "what is it that you've found that would make
you risk it?"
"I know who you are. Who you were."
"A long time ago. I wondered if you'd remember."
"I was there when we hunted down your father. He knew the
regulations for psykers, but he chose to disobey, to try to hide himself
from us. I watched as he was judged, and executed. I saw you, a mere
child. The Order didn't think you remembered, but you did, didn't you?
You knew what had happened."
"Yes. The Inquisition murdered an innocent man. My father."
"And now you want revenge. You've twisted the minds of your
order, turned them against the Emperor's light, condemned their souls to
darkness, just to satisfy your need for blood. I won't let you." The
Canoness's eyes narrowed.
"Inquisitor," she said softly.
"What?"
"Pain." The robed figure stiffened, and Alexandra crossed the
floor of the docking bay to remove the commlink from his motionless
fingers. She looked into his eyes, which were wide with agony.
"Not revenge," she said, "justice. That's why I'll let you
live." She turned away from him, then her arm flashed back, connecting
solidly with the Inquisitor's jaw and sending him to the ground,
unconscious.
"But that's for my father," she said to herself. She then
retrieved her pistol and raised the commlink, taking a moment to adjust
its settings.
"This is Canoness Alexandra. All squads are to report to their
transport craft immediately. Begin the evacuation."

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AMAZON CANONESS SUSAN ALEXANDRA
WS BS S T W I A Ld Sv
Canoness 85 points 4 5 3 3 3 5 3 9 3+
Banner Bearer +10 points 3 4 3 3 1 5 1 9 3+
Celestian 15 points each 3 4 3 3 1 4 1 9 3+
WARGEAR: Combiweapon (bolter-flamer), power weapon, Simulacrum
Imperialis, Cloak of St. Aspira, frag and krak grenades.
SPECIAL RULES: Independent Character, Celestian Bodyguard

The holy relics are from a modified list I did a while back, compatible
with the v3 rules. The enhanced Ballistic Skill is just wishful
thinking on my part.

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SOURCE:       Adepta Sororitas rebels - Amazons
TRANSMITTED: strike cruiser Avenger
TACHYON DUCT: super battlecruiser Thunderchild
DESTINATION: 40k mailing list, Terra
DATE:         yr649.M41
BY:           Chris Cook

Here's the main section dealing with the Amazons. It should show up
around part 23 or 24 of Fury, which is a while off, so if you want to
post it to the Sisters list now, be my guest. There are a few slight
changes, and a couple of additions, to the fluff that I posted along
with the Canoness character. The background of the Amazons after this
point is still in flux, and will be more involved with the main plot of
Fury, so I can't really release it ahead of schedule.

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"Are we ready?"
Veteran Sister Superior Anastasia nodded, her eyes never leaving
the outpost's system monitor. Canoness Alexandra relaxed slightly. She
knew her troops were the best she could have - the best she could make
them. All the training in the galaxy, though, wouldn't be enough
preparation for what they were planning.
"What about the Inquisitor?"
"Time to arrival is estimated at twenty-eight hours. We've been
out of contact with Terra for three days now, but the flight plan of his
transport was transmitted prior to the warp disturbance."
"Send final orders. Have the cruisers ready to leave spacedock
in twenty-four hours. I want this planet cleared in twenty hours,
maximum." Anastasia nodded again, and the Canoness turned and left the
control chamber. She heard the Sister Superior's voice echoing through
the outpost's address system, giving orders for squads to prepare their
equipment for transit, for pilots to be ready to operate their
dropships. She headed for her own shuttle in the outpost's only sealed
docking bay. As she entered, she heard a voice from the past.
"I know what you're doing." Alexandra turned to see the
Inquisitor standing between her and the airlock of her orbital shuttle.
Both pairs of eyes darted to the Canoness's bolt pistol, resting in its
storage rack several metres away, then locked with each other again.
The Inquisitor held up a small device in his hand: a commlink.
"Give me the slightest reason," Tyrus said, "and I will teleport
to my cruiser and order the Exterminatus on this planet. I will not let
your treason continue."
"The Inquisition has a tenuous alliance with the Ecclesiarchy,"
said the Canoness slowly, "what is it that you've found that would make
you risk it?"
"I know who you are. Who you were."
"Really? Who was I, then?"
"I was there when we hunted down your father. He knew the
regulations for telepaths, but he chose to disobey. I watched as he was
judged, and executed. I saw you, a mere child. The Order didn't think
you remembered, but you did, didn't you? You knew what had happened."
"Yes. The Inquisition murdered my father. It's been a long
time since I last saw your idea of mercy, Tyrus."
"And now you want revenge. You've twisted the minds of your
order, turned them against the Emperor's light, just to fulfil your need
for blood. I won't let you." The Canoness's eyes narrowed.
"Inqusitor," she said softly.
"What?"
"Pain." The robed figure stiffened, and Alexandra walked up to
him and removed the commlink from his motionless fingers. She looked
into his eyes, which had become wide with agony.
"Not revenge," she said, "justice. That's why I'll let you
live." She turned away from him, then her arm flashed back, connecting
solidly with the Inqusitor's jaw and sending him to the ground,
unconscious.
"But that's for my father," she said to herself. She then
retrieved her pistol, and picked up the fallen commlink, taking a moment
to retune it.
"This is Canoness Alexandra. All squads are to report to their
transport craft immediately. Begin the evacuation." Of all the
thousands of inquisitors, she thought to herself as she boarded her
shuttle, why did they have to send the one who would suspect her, and
dig deeper into the files? She offered up a hasty prayer to the Emperor
that the day would hold no further unpleasant surprises - that, in spite
of the best efforts of the Adeptus Terra, His work would be done as it
was meant to be.

*****

The copyrights of many concepts in this story are held by Games Workshop
- all original material is copyright 1999 Chris Cook.
Fury can be found at:
The Archive Astronomicus - http://members.xoom.com/archive40k/
Orion's Domain - http://www.cthulu.org/gw/fury.html
Note: this is an extract from part of Fury yet to be posted.

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SOURCE:       Adepta Sororitas rebels - Amazons
TRANSMITTED: strike cruiser Avenger
TACHYON DUCT: super battlecruiser Thunderchild
DESTINATION: 40k mailing list, Terra
DATE:         yr649.M41
BY:           Chris Cook

Posted 1/12/99