Chapter Two<br/>"The Cleansing"<br/><br/><br/>Waking with a jolt sergeant Gulliam found himself bound to a table. Rising his head he looked around to see what was happening. As soon as he had been awake long enough he realized. *I can't feel my legs... or arms... By the emperor what is happening?!* He started to struggle to get up and found himself restrained, seeing flashes of light and large Necron constructs looming over his frame. Great bodies of shining silver and steel, eyes and limbs of glowing green were rending tampering with his body. For a moment his mind suddenly was covered in a white hot flash of pain and he almost passed out from it.<br/><br/>As he regained composure he struggled again *Demonic Xenos Re-* his sentence was interrupted almost immediately by a debilitating seizure of pain<Foolish Creature!!You no longer serve your Corpse of A god, You serve me! Now cease your foolish struggling and let the creatures finish with your assimilation into my forces.> There was a hissing sound and a tube slipped into his Slowly his pain diminished and then he fell into unconsciousness. The voices, sounds and pain of his trauma slowly slipped away.<br/><br/>This time when Gulliam awoke, he was a space marine no more. Numb to his body but able to move none the less, the sergeant arose from the table of his assembly, his weapons and armor were scattered across the floor. Blood decorated the room and the place where he was sitting. It was still wet, but very cold, he looked across his hands and legs, all over his body. Only steel of some kind, steel and electronics. Yet he felt his heart pumping within him. He was still alive? He tried to speak, tried to call for his emperor but no words came out.