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=='''Chapter Five: The Hydra Does It Again'''==

That night, a campfire was started just beyond the tents as the moon of the world rose into the sky, full, round, and much closer than Luna was to Terra. Anyone would have thought, had they been there, this was a night for sorcery, witchery, or whatever word you want to use for the casting of some dark magics- all are equally true. Cans were opened, marshmallows and hot dogs were roasted on the fire, and a good time was had generally by all. When all had been eaten/drunk and the fire had died down, the idea arose for the old telling of spooky campfire tales, something that seems to be a time-honored ritual whenever anyone goes camping. However, this being the Daughters, you and I both know these tales are not going to be just any old laaaame stories. Don't forget, Miranda was there, and she made illusions of the monsters spoken of in the stories appear around them when the stories were being told, in exchange for the promise of candy from the Alpha Twins. (Did you not know candies boost psychic abilities temporarily? Well, you do now- Khor'neth.) By far the scariest story was the one told by Kiara, the one about the chain-weapon-wielding maniac running around at a lakeside summer camp. (What, you didn't think Friday the 13th survived into the Imperial age? It's really more a cautionary tale than anything else in the Imperium.) The Alpha Twins were determined to change that and tell the scariest story. The tale they told was pretty scary, too. What was it, you ask? The tale of the Whisperhead Mountains on Sixty-Three Nineteen. You know, the one with Xayver Jubal being possessed by a daemon and going batshit crazy? Read ''Horus Rising'', then. The problem was, Miranda was a psyker. Conjuring an illusory daemon was a risk. Granted, she was unaware of it at first, but, hidden in the woods, watching as her illusory Xayver Jubal took on a life of its own and stalked off towards the campfire, she became aware of the risk pretty damn fast. She had succeeded, you see, in conjuring the illusion, but she had also accidentally summoned a daemon to possess the illusion as well.

'The Son of Horus looked at the little man-' Alpharia began, (they're still the Luna Wolves here, BTW), her twin finishing off- 'who murmured, looking at the body "Great Terra. He has been so ravaged. I weep to see this waste."' They spoke together here. 'With a creak of sinew, the monster raised its head, looked with infected eyes at the pair and groaned with tortured vocal cords-'

"Look. Out." the daemon groaned, right behind them.

Everyone screamed, even Furia. Don't forget, this was night, and the only light was from the fire. There was no good illumination to see the daemon by and nobody was expecting it to actually speak to them. It was only when Miranda came charging into the camp with a wide-eyed look of terror on her face that anyone figured out the thing was real. 

Then there was much screaming.

The notable events featured Victoria and Furia going at the thing with sword and chainaxe, and Petra and Remilia rigging up landmines and razor wire to trip it up. The daemon was finally killed by Isis, who looked at Miranda for answers. She, however, told them the whole deal, so everyone then turned to the Alpha Twins with very dark looks on their faces.

What happened next can easily be summarised in Freya's own words- 'WEDGIE!!'

The Twins were left hanging from a huge tree by their pants. All. Fucking. Night. How huge? A literal 150-foot drop. The kind of height that says 'you really have NO hope of surviving if you drop from this high up. Bitch.'