Hive in the Underhive
The Aftermath
Legends were born in the dark that day — of a Missionary who stood alone, a Spyre who outran death, a Sister who never backed down, and beasts that feasted on the Emperor’s warriors.
Stories. Whispers of heresy. Forbidden knowledge spreading through the Hive like rot.
The Adeptus Astartes deemed the engagement a success. Three Power Cones recovered. Mission parameters met.
The remnants of the Crew disagreed — but none dared question the judgement of the Deathwatch.
Only Sergeant Vortan Hex and two of his brothers remained. The Crew was broken, ready to scatter and return to their territories.
But that was clearly not an option, it had never been an option.
From the blackness, it came.
A ragged figure — hunched, limping, wrapped in filth. At first, they thought it was a Scavvie from the Outlands.
But when the light found his face… they saw Theodore. The Missionary.
Gravely wounded. Bearing grave news.
There was something down there. Something monstrous, wicked and unclean. Something that must be destroyed.
A confirmation of what the Astartes had already suspected.
The Power Cones were primed. Wounds bound. Weapons reloaded.
There was no turning back now.
ChatGPT + your editing still seems to be working well as the story is unfolding. Looking forward to seeing how it all pans out. Thanks
AI is a bit of a delicate subject but it can be a big help. This is my first time using it for writing. I’ve found as long as I tell it to — not make big changes to my writing. Only do small edits. Check grammar. etc. It then doesn’t drift off into its own story.