#successor chapter

“HOW DARE YOU TOUCH A BELOVED SON OF THE EMPEROR?!”

Ohhh I’ve been having so much fun with this oc successor chapter heheheh. Pinkmarines!! Lovemarines!! Check below the cut for lore and small comic!

"Blood Angels and their Successors would make amazing Noise Marines" alternatively titled "Tertius is not in a hurry to save his friends from daemons"

Featuring Ajax, Aiya (and Aiya's sentient guitar) and Ethrian of the Song Whose Scales Reflect Time

Audio/Inspiration below the cut, Aiya belongs to @nytemyst

EDIT: reupload with proper cropping

So Corvus Corax... big Raven daddy... Noble and stuff...

The Death Specters ya know the breeding world guys

THEY ARE RELATED

Better to face your death in the open, than to die in the darkness with your back against the wall.

Their capital ship is actually named Ferrus Tenebrae, and on board is a Servitor the size of an Astartes. A pathetic thing it is, really, pale ghastly skin imprisoned by muted silver that runs all over their frail body. Its lower jaw was removed, replaced with multiple tubes of various width and color, its remaining eye glassy and unfocused, muttering it “Needs to find my armor” or “Needs to be beautiful again” as it shuffles like a lost wounded puppy around the ship. It flinches when a marine gives it an order, and it eyes the various Ad-Mech that walk about with fear and trepidation.

The marines regularly beat the machine when its old, clunky, outdated robotics prevent it from doing strenuous tasks. The Ad-Mech often play with its coding or disassemble it either for practice or just purely out of boredom.

What earned this poor Servitor its fate?

That Servitor was once named Devrim. And Devrim was an Emperor’s Children.

Devrim was with his war band on a planet near the Medusa System. All they wanted was some bolter shells, maybe a few captives. They would Get mostly slaughtered sans a few including Devrim who were dragged on board the various ships in the fleet for questioning. Most were interrogated, then executed, but Devrim was different.

He was annoying, dragging out lines of questions ultimately to answer with absolutely nothing. When Chapter Master Tenkred threatened to turn him into a Servitor, he didn’t listen, thinking wouldn’t be so petty. Tenkred was.

Of course, now far more obedient due to the servitization, Devrim was open to more questioning. Once they got everything they wanted out of him, they had to decide what to do with him. Devrim was a filthy traitorous scum, and having him onboard was an Insult to the name of the Iron Father, he should’ve been put down like a dog.

But… he’s still a Servitor. His obedience reprogramming had wiped out *most* of the ego, but just enough was left so Devrim could understand what he had become. Now of course, having a Servitor just sitting in a corner somewhere begging for death wasn’t useful at all to anyone, so Tenkred made a “deal” with Devrim, telling him if he could find his armor somewhere aboard the Ferrus Tenebrae he could put it on. Devrim was overjoyed, believing the Chapter Master entirely and scouring the ship’s every hiding place, begging marines and skitari alike for any clues to where his armor is

(Plot twist: it was melted down and turned into Bolt Shells to feed War Feeder, Tenkred’s Heavy Bolter)