The Zergling
Flaming Sphagetti
I do not own StarCraft or any of the creatures all though the abilities called Spike Cannon and SuperSpike belong to me. I am of thirteen years of age
The OverMind, This was the voice in my head I had heard for eternity and would know forever. Except, I was different. A couple of minutes ago a Terran Ship and fighter had appeared and they were a BattleCruiser and a Wraith. They had exploded over me and some of the components had dropped through the egg and gave me unprecedented changes. I had four Spike Cannons, two on my shoulders, two on my back, the ones that were on my shoulders could shoot one spine and they would explode and send millions of spines toward the enemy plunging through the, ripping their body to shreds. The Cannons on my back fired a spike called the SuperSpike and could take down a BattleCruiser. I also noticed that I had 9/9 armor and attack strength. My spines could fire from a distance of 20 clicks. I also had a weapon on my hand. I examined and when I thought, "What does this do", or more accurately, the OverMind thought a massive stream of acid mixed with fire came flying out and burnt through the creep for forty meters every direction. I noticed that I had an independent will. My scales had a ice blue tinge about them and I was streaked with gold along my flanks, head and legs. I then noticed with startling shock that I had blades running down my back so that if I burrowed underground they could be released just like a lurker's and if I dived into a group of enemies my blades would shred them. My teeth were sharper, I was faster, smarter and able to fly with strange metallic mixed with organic mesh wings. I unfolded them and then two strange boosters came out of my skin and they then ignited and spurted fire. I then thought, "Lets go" and my boosters roared to life sending me hurtling toward a group of Protoss Zealot's. I went flying through them and shredded them all. But before I shredded them all a tough battle ensured. I aimed my acidthrower at them and released a massive stream of pure combined acid and fire. This melted them all. I then felt the presence of a Dark Templar. When it came within striking distance it somehow appeared. I then forgot this and launched my spines at him. They flew through him and he disappeared in a swirl of soul-fire. I noticed that I had got hurt by one of the Zealot's, he had cut me down my back left flank. I noticed that I was psychic. I had the Psionic Storm, Lightning Strike and also Stasis Field. I could speak the Terran language and that was it. I then went back to examining the injury and I noticed that a metallic mesh was covering it and then my skin grew over it. I had the perfect armor. I then found a Terran encampment and then noticed a lonely Terran marine. "Why must I always kill, the Terrans do not seem to be that bad, I think I shall call myself..."
If I get 20 reviews I shall continue, I know a cliffhanger but this is one of my good stories so if you do not review I will not continue, flames are appreciated but I prefer good comments. I shall only use flames to fuel my imagination so bring on the roasting.
I do not own StarCraft or any of the creatures all though the abilities called Spike Cannon and SuperSpike belong to me. I am of thirteen years of age
The OverMind, This was the voice in my head I had heard for eternity and would know forever. Except, I was different. A couple of minutes ago a Terran Ship and fighter had appeared and they were a BattleCruiser and a Wraith. They had exploded over me and some of the components had dropped through the egg and gave me unprecedented changes. I had four Spike Cannons, two on my shoulders, two on my back, the ones that were on my shoulders could shoot one spine and they would explode and send millions of spines toward the enemy plunging through the, ripping their body to shreds. The Cannons on my back fired a spike called the SuperSpike and could take down a BattleCruiser. I also noticed that I had 9/9 armor and attack strength. My spines could fire from a distance of 20 clicks. I also had a weapon on my hand. I examined and when I thought, "What does this do", or more accurately, the OverMind thought a massive stream of acid mixed with fire came flying out and burnt through the creep for forty meters every direction. I noticed that I had an independent will. My scales had a ice blue tinge about them and I was streaked with gold along my flanks, head and legs. I then noticed with startling shock that I had blades running down my back so that if I burrowed underground they could be released just like a lurker's and if I dived into a group of enemies my blades would shred them. My teeth were sharper, I was faster, smarter and able to fly with strange metallic mixed with organic mesh wings. I unfolded them and then two strange boosters came out of my skin and they then ignited and spurted fire. I then thought, "Lets go" and my boosters roared to life sending me hurtling toward a group of Protoss Zealot's. I went flying through them and shredded them all. But before I shredded them all a tough battle ensured. I aimed my acidthrower at them and released a massive stream of pure combined acid and fire. This melted them all. I then felt the presence of a Dark Templar. When it came within striking distance it somehow appeared. I then forgot this and launched my spines at him. They flew through him and he disappeared in a swirl of soul-fire. I noticed that I had got hurt by one of the Zealot's, he had cut me down my back left flank. I noticed that I was psychic. I had the Psionic Storm, Lightning Strike and also Stasis Field. I could speak the Terran language and that was it. I then went back to examining the injury and I noticed that a metallic mesh was covering it and then my skin grew over it. I had the perfect armor. I then found a Terran encampment and then noticed a lonely Terran marine. "Why must I always kill, the Terrans do not seem to be that bad, I think I shall call myself..."
If I get 20 reviews I shall continue, I know a cliffhanger but this is one of my good stories so if you do not review I will not continue, flames are appreciated but I prefer good comments. I shall only use flames to fuel my imagination so bring on the roasting.