Very short story

[henrywalker]

Here is a very short little bit of fluff i wrote. I was writing a data sheet to use the big Glottkin model in a Nurgle marine army and this was supposed to be a little bit of flavour for him as he fought an imperial knight

 

 

 

The Corpse Emperor's knight had wounded Ghurk, He delighted in the foul oozings running from the fresh wound, already being lapped up by eager nurglings. He would thank the knight for the wound, he would show him the sweet release of Nurgle's gifts.

A second battle cannon shell shattered one of Ghurk's horns before he closed with the knight. The knight’s Vox unit grated with a battlecry as it swung its huge chainsword at Ghurk’s neck. It was pulled from its mark as Ghurk’s thick, tentacled arm wound around the blade of the weapon. The spinning teeth bit deeply but were quickly dulled by the malevolent acids. 

Smiling at this fresh wound Ghurk raised his right arm toward the knight, giggling as the human inside desperately tried to yank his machine free from the vice like grip. The maw that comprised Ghurk’s right arm slowly closed about the knights face plate, blackened teeth scraping over metal. The din of the surrounding battle was drowned out by a sickening, crunching sound as the knight convulsed and then sagged backwards. 

Ghurk let it fall, the tattered remains of the faceplate coming away to reveal an unidentifiable mess of corroded metal and flesh within. A great groan rose from the lips of the Corpse Emperor’s soldiers seeing their champion fall. Ghurk smiled, he cared not for them, soon they too would fall to the plague and all of this world would know nurgle’s loving embrace. 

Giggling again Ghurk set off after a tiny commissar. He hoped it would run, he loved it when they tried to run.