`` Another wave, incoming ! ``
'' organise a firing-line shitheads ! ``
My ears buzzed as the sergeant screamed edict in my ear. I just wanted to turn, shooting him in the en rather than these tinker's dam Skaven. Skaven are weird, mutated rotter, turned into a porcine deformation of humans, hunched, evil and greedy as Hades. If they were to stand, tip to toe, they would be over 7 ft tall, but the toilet and burrow they live in force them to hunch over. The scum bag squealed as me and my men shot hot jumper cable into their furry faces. As they always did, they retreated to a safe aloofness, hissing and cursing until their courage was boosted by another, swelled rat shouting at them. Suddenly, a monumental beast burst from the undergrowth. A Rat ogre. giant, hulking monsters. My men fled at the mere sight of the creature. A nip rang out behind me, and I thought someone was rallying, but then the man next to me dropped. He was my booster, name was jackass. I looked up into the stone cold optic of the sergeant, holding a smoking pistol.
'' Get the shag back there and shore up that parentage, it 's just another mutated pile of diddly, but big ! OR YOU ALL END UP LIKE HIM ! '' He yelled, pointing the still smoking handgun at the cadaver of my topper supporter. I caught the sergeant-at-law 's eye, and he sneered. This was geting out of hand. Already the men had a program, they had secured some toxicant from a Skaven assassin that came at the caput engineer, and they plotted to impale the sergeant-at-law 's even crapulence. I agreed, indeed I stole the poison from the Captain 's tent.
But I could n't wait.
Not after what had happened.
I aimed. Prepped. Pulled the trigger.
He fell. Dead. Thud.
'' diddly-shit ! What the fuck did I just do ! I..I shot the fucking Sarge ! ``
Something thudded me on the dorsum, and I turned, knife drawn but realized that it was just another soldier. He was patting me on the back.
'' wellspring done mate, none of us could have done it but you. I 'm meritless for him, '' he said, gesturing at the soundbox of my friend.
'' It 's ok. Now he 's dead it all is. ``
'' What the fuck happened to Sarge ? ! ``
'' Hey, everyone, Alex shot Sarge ! ! ``
Oh yeah, I 'm Alex. The guy shouting was hayrick, my comrade. We were twins, both 5 ft 11 '', short, close craw hairsbreadth, and eyes of emerald green. We had fille falling at our human foot, but we were too sort to take them as we would never see the miserable love again.
Anyway, back to the story.
Whoops and sunshine met with this cry, hands patting my dorsum and shaking my hand. I suddenly realised just where the fuck we were.

'' EVERYONE, BACK TO YOUR railway line, WE 'RE stillness ON A field of honor Here ! '' Everyone looked around, as if they were snapping out of a dream. They quickly turned, and just in time too. The Rat ogre was charging, let loose a roar a Panthera leo would grovel at. Just in meter, a boom of rival of balance, a round shot flew, lodging into it 's gut. The informer, at seeing their greatest Leslie Townes Hope fall, ran far, wide and hopelessly. They were cut down like pale yellow to a scythe.
I sighed. `` I need a recess from all this shit. ''
'' Why ? You 're the Sarge now ! These men are gon na be you to hell and back, and then share a night in the topical anesthetic pub. ``
'' I know, but ... I killed Sarge. A man. He was n't Skaven, or an Ork, or even Chaos, but a man that I knew, and I killed him in cold blood ! ``
'' shivering. He was a peter of a sergeant-at-law anyway. So ... I have some plans on what to do. I mean, we are a gratis company now, we can go anywhere. ``
'' looking at man, I just require some meter to call up over what the fucking happened today, I 'll have a decision by tomorrow. ``
'' okeh, I 'll see you tomorrow bro. ``
'' Lapplander. ``
I went to my tent. The sergeant 's tent. I sighed. This was going to take a longsighted metre, I thought before I slumped onto the bunk.
'' viewing up, smasher ! ``
I opened my eyes, groggily rubbing eternal rest from them. I smiled. My babe, the alone char I ever let near me, Alice was standing in the doorway. I stood up, and wrapped my arms around her, stumbling up to her and giving her a hug.
'' okay, Mister Sleepy, get dressed, it 's prison term to address the troops '' she giggled, with a playful shove towards my footlocker. I sighed again, with one concluding tired look at her slender back as she left, got dressed and walked outside, covering my face from the bright glare of the sun.
'' This, this is definitely going to a prospicient day. ``
'' Got that right hand '' crick answered.
After what felt alike years, but was really only 40 bit, I was finally allowed to hit the hay. I started to get undressed, looking forward to a steaming bath to allay my aching and pains, I checked the prison term. My clock, a beautiful aesthetic carving crafted by the Masters of the mountains - the Dwarfs - had made showed the clock time, 03:15 in the afternoon. The clock used to belong to to the Sarge. Whom I murdered.
'' I really need to get over that, '' I muttered to myself.
'' Get over what ? ``
'' darn ! Alice what the fucking are you doing ? ! '' I yelled whilst trying to cover my stopcock, 8 '' long and 1.5 '' thick. being handsome was n't the merely grounds why girls liked me and my brother. She gasped, her centre wide at the plenty of my meat. She said, in a slow, monotonous vocalisation, her eyes locked on my crotch, `` I was just going to compliment you on the speech you gave. The men are glad Sarge is gone. '' She suddenly realised that she was staring, and turned, her hair swishing in the wind, her 32 B cup bouncing slightly, her round ass bouncing from the sudden movement. My suddenly innocently cute sister became a lot more. I could palpate my tool solidifying at the thought of what would happen if the roles were reversed. I quickly entered my toilet, which was little more than a quarter of the tent separated by a piece of textile. I was taller than the material, so we could still talk while I stood there, trying to fight my raging hard-on.
'' So, where are we going tomorrow, '' She said this side by side bit with barely a whisper, a breath.
'' Alex. '' She said it in a sultry way, tasting the give-and-take on her tongue, with a feel in her eye that said `` Why are you hiding that beautiful, long dick of yours ? Why not let him add up gaming ? ``
'' Umm ... We ... ''
There was no stopping my cock. It was already hard, precum on the tip. Alice was moving slowly forward towards the material, one step closer to me each clock time, each metre my cock straining for release.
'' We 're going to Altdorf, I need to fabricate some lie about Sarge, sign some papers, make my leaders dinner dress. ``
Alice was standing in straw man of the cloth now. My breathing was ragged, I felt like I was going to faint. She slowly reached forward, poking my putz with her finger through the material. I gasped, my dick jump at her hand.

'' My my, what have we here ? Mmm, looks like it needs some attention. ``
She reached forward, wrapping her hand around my cock, using the cloth as add up detrition, pumping back and forth.
'' Ohhhh, Alice ''
She continued to pump her hand back and Forth, driven by my moans.
'' Shit Alice, I 'm going to cum. ``
'' Mmm, I only wish I could see it going. ``
That was it, I could n't hold back, I came all over the curtain, and I would receive covered her, but for the cloth. She smiled at me, lifting up her fingers, sucking on them as if she could actually sample me.
'' HEY, ALEX ? ! Where the fuck is he ? ALEEEX ? ! ``
'' Oh shit, Rick ! Alice, get the fuck out of here, if he sees us.. ''
She was already gone, slipping into the dark .