Vulkan`s people

>Peasant on some hive world
>Planetary governor bowed before a traitor primarch
>demons and cultists are rounding us up to sacrifice us all to the dark gods
>I cower in destroyed bunker destroyed while I watch my older brother get dragged away by cultists
>Hold myself and crawl into the corner, I know they will find me soon
>The sky cracks like lighting, astartes pods rain from the heavens and crash into the streets.
>Space wolf marines unleash their furry onto the heretics
>Emperor be praised! we are saved!
>wait no...STOP
>That was my brother! He was not heretic! What are you doing?!
>They are slaughtering everyone!
>We aren't traitors! We couldn't fight them! the Planetary defense guard betrayed us all!
>One of Lara Russ's hilern has spotted me
>No! please! stay back!
>Emperor Please! Spare my Life! stop your mad daughters!
>I see her raise a bloodied blade. It is the end
>A flurry of Las gun fire tears suddenly tears off her hand, the blade falls onto the rubble
>A man in a vibrant red great coat, ornate breastplate and a finely carved Las gun charges into the weaponless space wolf
>He is ripped in half with her kick, but seven more mysterious soldiers charge in and wrestle desperately
>There Bearskin helmets falling off in the struggle, but there feather plume made of fire still burns
>Could the legends be true? Is it really them? If so... then that means
>Feel a hand grab my shoulder, another soldier with a burning plume
>Confirming that I am still alive, he instructs his comrades to help me onto my feet and lead me to a "Thorndevil"
>get escorted through the destroyed streets the fighting is more intense
>See hundreds of mysterious fire plumed soldiers holding back swarms of demons, cultists and pinning down squads of space wolves
>Other are leading columns of frighten civilians like me to convoys of green Chimeras with defensive fire tipped metal spikes
>soldier ushers me into one of the "thorndevil" chimeras
Part 2:

>Desperately shuts the ram door as a demon leaps onto him
>Orders the driver to drive off
>The Convoy departs
>It is an odd feeling, relief, coupled with a tense silence
>I met the equally confused glances of my fellow citizens
>Is this a trap? if so, why such an elaborate ruse?
>Gun fire and explosions echo into the hull from outside
>Children tighten their grip onto their mothers and fathers
>The chimera stops
>Silence
>The door opens once again, a blinding light pours in
>A voice orders us to "get out", voice shattering with desperation
>A new Fire plumed soldier coaches us out as Drop pods slam into the ground ear by
>A ring of Fire surrounds a small scorched plain where the convoy had stopped
>there a vague shadows around the Wall of ranging fire
>I look to the nearest drop pod as it opens
>By the emperor...It is true...it is them!
>Mighty Astartes in green armour emerge from the pod, carrying engraves bolters and scaled decorated flame throwers
>The Lord sergeant orders the fire plumed soldier to wait for the next "Phoenix" to arrive
>More Screams, some Demons had leaped through the Fire wall, they hunger for our souls
>The Lord sergeant Tells all of us to stand behind him and his brothers
>They unless they furious fire upon them
>but more demons continue to pour in
>Explosions erupt all around
>Imperial Valkyries are bombing us!
>Have Mercy on us! Please!
>A another squadron of Valkyries approach
>They are destroyed by a volley of missiles
>a hulking thunderbird set own before us
>Lord sergeant:
"GO! GO NOW! LEAVE THIS PLACE! MAINTAIN THE FIRE OF HOPE SO THAT THIS IMPERIUM SHALL RISE AGAIN!"
>the fire plumed soldier enforces the mad order, starts shoving us into the "Phoenix" thunderbird
>Why would a lord sacrifice himself...for us?
>The thought ate away at my mind as I watched the evacuation point sink below me, the wall of fire dimming as we fled
Part 3:
>We were taken to a Battleship hiding behind the Planet's moon
>They gave us blankets and a warm stew to maintain our strength
>Preparing us for the journey to Nocturne
>I couldn't eat thought, my thought wouldn't let me
>My family, my brother, that Astartes was the price of my survival
>I felt a vengeance grow, but then,humble gratitude
>One I may never repay
>Then I hear some commotion at one of the docked Lara russ tanks
>A crowd has gathered, my curiosity leads me to join the rabble
>on top of the tank stands an Old veteran, cradling his bearskin helmet under arm
>He tells us the truth
"citizens of this broken Imperium! You have seen first hand the destruction and senselessness of this pointless civil war!"
>He tells us of the bitterness between the primarchs, the misguided attempts to "fix" the imperium by the loyalist, the twisted vanity of the traitors.
>He reveals to us the Emperor's true vision.
>They tell us it will be an impossible task, but one worth trying, worth fighting for, one to die for
>If we are willing of course, "sacrifice is given not demanded"
>that is why they had given their lives for us
>Silence
>Then the man speaks again
"WHO HERE WILL JOIN OUR RANKS? BECOME THE SWIFT BLADE IN THE HAND OF LORD VULKAN TO DELIVER THE INNOCENT FORM HARM WHILE HE STRIKES TRUTH INTO THIS KIN WITH THE HAMMER OF HIS SALAMNDERS!?
>Silence
WHO HERE AMONG YOU WILL JOIN THE VOTROYAN LIBERATORS!?
>.....
>I will. For my Life, I will lay it down to save another
>LONG LIVE HUMANTIY! LONG LIVE THE GOD EMPEROR!