Flesh hounds are an interesting bunch of Daemon, made from the very flesh of Khorne himself… well… that's if the legends are to be believed… But to you who is listening… to you… who found this recording… in this lost forsaken ground… though I may not know who you are or what circumstances led you to my device, but surely you must have already heard them… surely you must have seen them… If that is indeed the case… then I'm sorry dear listener… the next time you hear that sound…. Those harrowing sounds of howling… Know that they have come for you!
Though you will try to ignore them… know… that there is nothing you can do… they will haunt your dreams… they will track you down… you may try to flee into many or any worlds… but it is of no use! They will find you!
For even now… I hear them in my sleep… feel them in my dreams… I can smell their sulfur breath! I can taste their scaly skin… I know I do not have much time left… I know they are following me…. Hell, even found me… taunting me ever so… laughing at my feeble attempts to flee… I can see their flaming red hides even now… I'm so tired… Oh, so very tired… weeks of no sleep… weeks of unending running… I'm just so tired… listen to me dear listener… listen to the last words of a dying man… if you ever find yourself in my situation you must… you must…
→→→→→→→→→→→ Last record log of Librarian ERROR Before his disappearance
Night of Day 3 continue
As Layla and the rest heard the last record logs that were left behind by someone… they looked at each other as they heard the most blood curdling howl of their young lives! Scared, the young girls race through the abandoned camp they believe to have been used by past recruits to only realize that the further they ran through the ruined camp, they noticed that there were hundreds of old and left behind skulls and bones!
Visibly shaken, Layla drops the old Pict-recorder as she stares at the sheer number of bodies that lay in front of her! Seeing her best friend scared, Mary grabbed Layla by the hand and was about to say something, when Molly rushed to slap Layla out of her stupor!
[What the hell are you doing freezing up like that! They're just bones! Where did all your moxie go when you integrated me! You should have already seen a sight like this back in basics! The imperium is littered with corpses of our dead!] yelled Molly trying to smack some sense into Layla
While touching the slap mark on her cheek, Layla turns to Molly and speaks
[Your... right… We did see sights like this and many of them in basic church… but even still… seeing it in person is different than in real life!]
[how so… they look the same to me. And here I thought you were the smart one of your pair.] snarked back Molly as she crushed a skull under foot
[Molly! Don't disrespect the dead of the imperium! Those are the corpses of heroes!] retorted Mary
Now this time it was Layla who was confused… confused why Mary didn't get mad on her behalf, when Molly slapped her… but then again maybe Mary thought the same as Molly… sense they're both originals in this sick universe!
But holding onto that train of thought, Layla thought to herself:
{sigh, I was just your ordinary clerk manager, who likes to read a lot… How I reacted should be how any normal person would have! It was only a momentary pause in judgment! But… in this kind of world I guess... Their right… that momentary pause could have gotten me or someone else killed…}
[Layla's thought continues]
{Damnit! I was faster on my feet when we got here and when Molly showed up… but those were different circumstances… sigh, I better learn to adapt quickly, or my new life is going to end just as fast… but maybe that would be a good thing… you know… to reroll as it were…}
{No! I mustn't think that way! For every precious second of life should be fought for! Even in this hell of a universe! Even if it may be short! I still must strive to leave a mark! A mark to prove that I had at least lived!}
As Layla looked down at her red uniform, she remembered what the Canoness said in the day of her speech:
{"what we lived for '' huh… In my previous life I was a man just going through the emotion of time… never really thinking about leaving something behind… but now… with death at any corner… in this doomed universe bound by chaos and grief… I CHOOSE TO LEAVE SOMETHING BEHIND!}
{HAHA… it's funny now that I think about it… I may end up just like the canoness had described… martyred…dead… but even so…. I will work towards the single goal… even if it means believing in a god made by man… MY DEATH WILL HAVE MEANING! After all, isn't that what this order stands for… what it believes for… only now do I truly believe I joined the right order…}
But while Layla was having her mental gymnastics, did the girls hear a stubborn low growl… but as the creature glowing darks eye peered through the shadow of the trees, the red light of the moon ever presents in its glow, the hound spoke in a language of the daemons… but in Layla mind she heard it clear as day…
[traveler of the stars… we see you… we smell you… we can taste you…and we would like to extend our hand to you… you only need… but to take it up… and fill your order with blood! Do this and you may yet still live…]
Hearing the daemon words, Layla took one deep looking into those uncaring bloodthirsty eyes and said:
{Khorne… or ambassador of him… for I do not know who you are… My answer is this! I AM A SERVANT OF THE EMPEROR! I WILL NOT BETRAY HIM OR MY SISTER! NOW OR EVER!}
Not liking his prey response, the flesh hound, inched closer for the kill, as the girl ready their blades… for as they blades chimed in their sounds, to fill the night sky with gas, the flesh hound leapt for the kill when out of the shadows dozens of bolts round fell upon the flesh hound body!
As it laid there bleeding, a woman all dressed in battle gear set her blazing flamer to purify the daemon with fire! As the it burned the woman turned to Layal and spoke
[well said recruit!]