Battling cultists devoted to the Ruinous Powers, Dark Angels Sergeant Kaelen discovers that his Chapter has secrets… secrets that could damn them all.
This was the first short story I had published by the Black Library and it’s a fairly simple story of bloody combat with a Chapter that was one of the first armies for Warhammer 40,000 I ever collected; the Dark Angels. I really loved the gothic nature of the Space Marines, especially the Sons of the Lion. Looking back at it now, I can see that it’s not a particularly complex story, just lots of people hitting each other with a monstrous ‘end of level bad guy’ in the shape of the Angel of Blades (a creation I’m still pretty pleased with, even if I do say so myself). It played with the idea that sometimes things weren’t always what they seemed and made me realise that even in a story that primarily revolves around fighting, you still need plenty of dialogue. It’s a story I’ve never gone back to, but you never know, maybe I could return to Brother Sergeant Kaelen and tell further adventures of this new member of the Deathwing.