Rudmed

Brutus awoke in the same room he was before; he lay there for a moment trying to recall what had happened the day before. Flavius instructed that it was important that he rest the day before surgery, and was given a few books to entertain him. When the books began to bore him he fell asleep, and woke up in a different room, strapped to a steel table. There were two men arguing in the darkness that surrounded him. One was questioning his abilities, but the other calmly assured the questioning one that, “I have seen his determination myself, and I have no doubt Brutus will be a fine Ultramarine.” A feeling of pride began to swell in Brutus’ chest as he had received his first compliment from a captain! He never imagined hearing Cordus giving him a compliment while he was still a neophyte. Then he remembered Cordus’s words telling him he must overcome the odds. Only then would he be admitted as a fully-fledged space marine. He stood, and made his way to the door to see if he could…
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Well after I finish up the story I am currently writing, and thanks to the hundreds of ideas I have bouncing in my head I would like to hear what ya'all would enjoy to ready.

Here is what I got cooking

More Warhammer 40k fiction
Warhammer fiction
League of Legends fiction
Dead Space fiction
Armored Core fiction

Medieval Fantasy fiction
(Possible squeal of this taking place in later medieval times.)
(Planned) Modern fantasy fiction x2

Fantasy world

That’s all I got as of right now. I probaly have more, but have probaly forgotten them. Anyways feel free to voice your opinion.
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Everything was a blur when Brutus awoke. The first thing he saw was a steel ceiling, and a bandage over where he was shot. He slowly rose in the bed and looked around the room. Chains attached to the walls held up the bed he sat in, and besides a toilet and porthole the room was bare. He set his feet on the cold steel floor, and attempted to stand. His legs wobbled and felt weak, but he stood using the wall as a support. He made his way to the porthole, and outside there were stars and planets in the distance. He was in space. Suddenly he heard heavy footsteps coming down the hallway, and the door opened.

Brutus turned to see a man in bluish white armor. He had the same armor as the figure that had captured him, and one shoulder plate bore an identical horseshoe symbol. However, on his other shoulder plate was reddish skull with wings attached to it. His chest plate varied slightly from his captor as well; instead of an eagle it was a heart with wings. The man in the armor was around …
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(Very long please do be prepared).

Brutus stood outside of a small abandoned two-story house keeping watch while the boys inside had their fill of food. It had been weeks since they had a decent meal, and they had earned it. He looked around at the old abandoned factories that lay around his home. It was not the best place, but it kept them safe from prying eyes and the authorities at least. Not completely safe however, as there were many other groups. Each one more violent then the last, but Brutus earned a little respect from the bosses. They managed to hammer out a truce with most of them, but they were prepared in case someone tried something.

The door opened and a young man with blonde bangs stepped out. He was about Brutus' height and age but just shy of six feet tall. The one eye not covered by the bangs was a deep blue, which gave him the look of innocence. However the look was refuted by some scars on his neck and one on his cheek, "What would we do without you Brutus?" the …
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Dark *********s peered out from the corner of an alley at a nearby super market. Waiting in anticipation for the signal. The owner of the eyes turned to look at the small group of teenage boys behind him. You could see their ribs, and their eyes had an almost dead look to them. The young man no older than 15 scratched his head attempting to rid himself of some of the lice that had been biting at him the past week. Then he heard a noise like a car driving close to the supermarket. He looked over to see an armored car pull into the loading bay of the super market. The boys behind him heard the noise as well, and began to squeeze around him trying to get a look at their target.

"Come on Brutus! Lets go!" One of them whispered.

"No! We wait for the signal from Hilden!" the young man snapped back.

Brutus looked back to the armored car to see 4 men in security uniforms holding rifles, probaly loaded with stun rounds, step out the back. Eight employees with carts steeped out from the load…
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