The Coup, part 2 of 3

So the story kind of begins to diverge from the title, but soon everything will be wrapped up.
anyways, here's part 2:

"Archon Kharrass stepped into the chamber and flexed his shoulders.

The subject was barely breathing, and only the occasional shallow rise of his broad chest gave proof that he was still alive.

Kharrass sighed in frustration. This one had been the last of 6 of his kind in the ships' hold. all had been tough, but by the muses, this one was unbelievably strong. he had broken free 3 times and killed more than 10 of his kabalite guard. That made getting revenge even more important. Kharrass swore he would make him suffer. Not because he had killed so many, but because he was stubborn enough to resist his haemonculi.

Kharrass picked up the syringe on the table and injected its contents into the Human. There was an intense scream of pain and rage, and the Man awoke, his head frothing and shaking from side to side. Gradually he calmed down and the Eldar Lord watched with interest as his head dropped. he stopped breathing and for a moment Kharrass thought the human was dead.

"Hello, scum." Boomed the man.

The volume surprised the Dark Eldar in the room. The Kabalite guard, already on edge from the thought of the giant breaking loose again, visibly flinched.

Kharrass smiled evilly. "Hello Brother-Captain."

Brother-Captain Erik spat on the floor. "Missed me?"

Part of the Astral Guard Chapter, Erik was a perfect example of what a marine should be, a shining paragon of all that was good in the Imperium. He was known to his brothers as a heroic leader, brilliant tactician, and to normal men he was warm and his sense of humor had always served him well in diplomatic events. A legend even said he had beaten multiple space wolves at drinking contests.

Unfortunately, none of that helped him now.

Kharrass grinned inside his helmet. He admitted, his daily verbal match against this prisoner was interesting. He actually enjoyed it. He stepped back a few meters and motioned the haemonculi to begin. The haemonculi began to cut into the Marines body.

Kharrass watched Erik wince in pain. He started to grin, then chuckle, then he began to laugh heartily. The Haemonculi stepped back, unsure of what was going on.

Kharrass was the first to talk.
"What? is something funny?" Even though his tone was serious, Kharrass couldn't help but smile wryly.

"Oh, no, I just think your Pet just messed with my nervous system. Sloppy work. You should really replace him."

"Oh, and miss all of this fun? I think i may have use for him a bit longer. But, I will consider your offer." Kharrass glanced over at the Haemonculus, who hissed in fear at the thought of what would happen, which would undoubtedly involve some form of vicious alien life form and a horrifying end. The gleam of Kharass' lenses didn't help to reassure the Haemonculus either. Kharrass chuckled. Suddenly his inbuilt comms pinged him. It seemed the Bridge had picked up something. He turned his back on the Marine.
"I apologize for leaving so soon, but other matters call for my attention. I'll return soon for another round."

The Lord left the room. The Haemonculus and guards followed him.

The Brother captain deactivated the bionics in his head. He had activated them earlier in the hope that his bretheren could track his implants' signal. He knew they were close.

"Oh, I'm sure that won't be happening." replied the Captain with a smile, his pearl white teeth gleaming in the gathering darkness."

hope you enjoyed ;) part 3 is....very fighty. :P