Editing Ghosts of Rage (Warhammer High) (section)

=== The Secret ===

Furia wasn’t sure what happened in the next hour. She had a massive headache and couldn’t concentrate on her surroundings. It seemed that finally the day’s long and exhausting events had finally caught up to her, making her want nothing more than to fall asleep.

Unfortunately for her, it wasn’t in the plan, as she was dragged around the complex. First by chimera back to the central habitat and second by foot as Atmok took her deep into the complex. She wasn’t sure where she was going, but could feel the air becoming thinner and more difficult to come by. Obviously, she was deep within the ground as it also became hotter and hotter with every passing moment. The ground beneath them had returned to being rock, signalling that this was a passageway dug out by the miners.

“I worked here for years, carrying out a prison sentence given by the corrupt rulers of mankind. They shackled me to this earth, expecting me to disappear forever,” she heard Atmok says, but his voice seemed so distant to her at the moment as she wasn’t able to concentrate at all. “But they were wrong. As I worked, I found what this earth holds. A treasure, a gift, a dark omen. Right then, I knew the truth of it all, as if my eyes were opened for the first time. In a galaxy of blind men, I was the one eyed king.”

Finally, the escort came to a stop as Furia looked up to her surroundings. Atmok stood by a large double  metal door. She straightened herself as she gathered what little strength she had remaining. “Are you ready child? I will show you the truth,” he whispered to her.

Furia said nothing, as she waited as patiently as possible to figure out if this man was crazy or was there some truth behind his tales. Atmok turned to the doors and opened it in one fell swoop, walking in.

The brown haired teenager paused and stared, wondering what she was looking at. It suddenly struck her as she realized that Atmok was not insane. She slowly took steps forward as she began to understand the truth of it all.

The large object in the middle was hard to miss. It was spherical in nature, having several detailing bumps over it. It was white marble and bigger than she was as she was only a few steps in front of it. It was easily five feet in diameter.

It was a male face. He was frowning at her, an angry face that she was all too much familiar with. The nose had been beaten out by what she could assume to be chisels and hammers, leaving nothing but two deep holes staring at her. The hair at the end had been cut off, seemingly destroyed when the statue itself had been crumbled to the ground.

However, this old relic of the past seemingly survived the devastation that had befallen this planet. For whatever reason, this little nugget of truth survived against all odds to be found by Atmok, and possibly to be shown to her.

She wondered if the Emperor knew of this, knew that she would find out eventually. Maybe that is why he sent her here. Whatever the truth might be, it didn’t matter to Furia at the moment. She was slowly putting the pieces together to the puzzle.

It wasn’t hard as her father’s face stared at her. Angron’s giant white head was found deep in Nenavist. Her home.

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