Fiction:Andromeda War/The Inquisition's Hunt

An Inquisitor's Hunt
Sarec had only recently recovered from his ordeal from the attack but this did not deter him, Inquisitors are known for their relentless attutude. He travelled to Solvani III after reports of Legion activity on the world, after talking to what remained of the population he discovered that a relic had been unearthed several miles away.

At the site's perimeter he caught sight of what looked like large mechanical humannoids, focusing himself he kept silent, weaving past each one undetected on his way to the relic. The approach felt disturbing. He had a strange feeling as he travelled that not just the ground but the feel of the land around him had been disturbed, as though someone had recently opened a wound in the very fabric of the world.

Upon reaching the relic the feeling was strongest, overcome with the disturbence and struggling to keep himself together he examined the relic closely. Closing his eyes he could see a figure; a Loron larger than others he had seen. This Loron was working the panel when the effects of the disturbance tore through his mind, the flash - which hit him soon after the Loron in his vision activated the device, awakening the machines - overcame his senses as he grasped his head collapsing to the floor. When he woke up he froze; closing towards him was one of these machines and he decided the best thing to do was run as fast as he could, scrabbling to his feet before making a brief dash for shelter, hiding against a slab of broken rock. He concentrated, trying to work out where the Loron went next - the end result was a fragment image of a world barren and dry.

Upon returning to the spaceport he was approached by one of the crewmembers of the vessel he hitched a ride on.

Crewman - Sir, High Inquisitor Arsac is trying to contact you, she wants an update Sarec - I'll talk to her in my dormitory, how long before you're ready to lift off? Crewman - About two hours, sir. Sarec - Understood

The crewman gives Sarec a datapad in order tocotnact the high inquisitor. After accepting it he headed inside the ship to find out what she had to say. His doemitory was somewhat spartan. Curved, steel-grey walls encircled the room and there was one bed, one table and one dresser. As he entered he activated the datapad he was given, ensuring it was a secure connection. Arsac's face appeared on screen and she was not happy.

Arsac - ''Inquisitor, we have reason to believe the Divinarium are following some ascended being as a leadership. Unless you have something good I am contemplating deploying you to Crepusculum'' Sarec - Do not worry mistress, I have reason to believe the Mali'Nar are still in the sector Arsac - The Loron can be held back, I'm more worried about having our paragon fall under the influence of an ascended Sarec - But the codex... Arsac - Uriel hasn't studied the codex Sarec - These Mali'Nar will continue hunting for the relics regardless of our paranoia, be glad the Divinarium is on our side mistress Arsac - ''Fine, go on your little goose-chase. I will make sure there are at least some inquisitors keeping an eye on the Clericarch.'' Sarec - ''The Clericarch? Mistress, is that really the best idea?'' Arsac - ''The senate does not dictate our actions, if the Clericarch doesn't like it she can tell me herself! Understood?'' Sarec - Yes mistress

Sarec closed the comm, concerned that Arsac's paranoia could be the inquisition's, if not the empire's, undoing. After an hour his ship took off and activated it's warp drive, heading towards a distant world in ana attempt to find Br'Klakkon before his next move. For the entire trip his mind was fixated on what he had encountered - who built those machines, were they connected to the relics, was the Loron his target... He decided the best thing to do was meditate.

He Who Watches
Br'Klakkon stood pleased, before him the bodies of Radeon lay dead at his feat and another artifact was within his reach but he and his minions weer not alone. As he approached he sensed something hiding nearby. As he cried out Sarec, who exhaled deeply from being discovered stepped out from his hiding place.

Sarec - Br'Klakkon by order of the Inquisition of Drakon I am here to cast jusgement on your actions. Br'Klakkon - OHH, YOUZ COME TA JUDGE ME DUMBO? WE'Z GONNA SETTLE DIS PROPER-LIKE.

Br'Klakkon draws a big Shanka and plunges it into the ground, creating a shockwave that resonates towards SArec who simply leaps in the air to avoid it. While in mid-air he draws his sword before landing on his feet with the shockwave behind him. He smiles before charging at the Loron, leaping into the air and plunging his balde into Br'Klakkon's chest. As he roared Br'Klakkon pulled the inquisitor from his chest before throwing him against a wall, firing a shot from his Blasta. The shot misses and Sarec hits the ground, he rolls his seyes and draws his twin fusion pistols, rushing at Br'Klakkon and firing.

As he appraches he makes a fatal mistake - sliding under the creature's legs he is picked up and slammed into the ground. Br'Klakkon laughs before shedding his mortal form. As he did Sarec mumbled into has comm and five other inquisitors deactivated their holofields, aiming weapons at the Loron present - it was stalemate.

Sarec - Do you even know what those artifacts do? Br'Klakkon - I have seen the power they hold... Sarec - And still you are a subordinate, you could use that power to become a true god. Br'Klakkon - I trascend the need for flesh...

After his final words Sarec is enveloped in mysterious clouds, he could feel his strength being sapped from him but at that moment a Centauri-shaped creature appeared from the sky, blasting energy at Br'Klakkon and stunning him. As he fell Sarec freed himself landing feet-first as Br'Klakkon, outraged, teleported away. he looked up a the Centauri.

Inquisitor - Your orders, brother Sarec. Sarec - Hold your fire brothers! I owe you... Who are you?

The Centauri said nothing and vanished as quickly as it had appeared. Sarec pondered the significance before calling out to the Loron and giving them three options: renounce the Legion, run or die. As the loron stood a smile crept across Sarec's face before he uttered "Fine, secure the site brothers, this Artifact belongs to the Imperium". The Inquisitors killed each Loron without hesitation, leaving Sarec to contemplate what happened while looking at his prize.