Words buzzed through the static. A ship had suddenly appeared out of the warp near the space station Mjalnar. It was an old Torture class Frigate, likely a chaos ship.
"Prepare the orbital lasers," said Wolf Lord Svein, "blast that ship to pieces."
More words came through the static.
"Wait!" came a cry from behind Svein.
He turned with some disbelief in his eye. It was Rune Priest Boru.
Svein's quizzical look was turning to anger as he looked at his fellow Space Wolf and long time friend.
"The words, they are Old Fenrisian," Boru said, "there are Space Wolves on that ship."
"Get me a visual on it, now," said Svein.
As soon as the visual came up they could see the blue and white markings on the ship. They could see the symbol of the planet on the side surrounded by red teeth.
"That is a World Eater vessel," said Svein.
"In their old colours," said Rollo.
A small boarding party had assembled at that time including dreadnought Krofki. Through his vox system he said, "That ship must be 10,000 years old, or near it. If there are Space Wolves on board . . ."
The voice trailed off.
"Could they be . . . Could they be 13th company?" asked Wolf Guard Sgt. Tryggva.
"We're going to find out," said Svein. "Everyone aboard the strike cruiser."
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