A/N: Hey everybody! Time for a little interlude between seasons! One Shot Madness!

Now, to answer a few reviews from Season 1's finale:

Foldguy24: I'm sorry for getting your name wrong =P The church will start to play a role starting in Season 2, along with the actual war itself. Some new content and dialogue from characters that were mentioned in the anime, manga, and light novels will be in Season 2 as well. Moar GHOSTS! On the point of building more weapons, it will be a balancing act. I don't want to make Tristain too powerful and ruin the story, or too weak and I get flamed by fan boys.

Yeza Nairomof: This was definitely more of an introduction of the new universe as a whole; next season I am going to say there will be around 50% more content; at this point, I don't want to stretch it out beyond what I can manage, so I'll keep that a baseline for now.

Poliamida: CLIFFFF! Thank you so much for your congratulations, and I hope you check out Season 2.

Manah Scarlet Shadowsong: Thanks again Manah, I appreciate the input you're giving me on how to make this story better. My combat sequences are improving however, and Season 2's will be far greater then season 1's.

All in all thank you everyone for making my writing so enjoyable and not going off the reservation with the reviews! You are all amazing, and I hope to hear from you all very soon.

Thanks again, and enjoy these small one shot chapters =)

STRONG SEXUAL CONTENT ADVISORY (This is why I use the M rating!)

Chapter 1: Fairy Assault

Tristainia-Palace

Kerrigan was amused and entertained by the thought of going undercover in Tristain's commoner society. She was not exactly happy with the behavior of the so called 'Nobles' she had been dealing with for the most part, and was looking forward to a change of scenery. The Erebus was going to derail her current nirvana however.

Their mission was relatively simple; enter the community as a pair of traveling friends looking for a place to stay for awhile. Set up a place to live and work from and begin searching for evidence of Noble misconduct. They had one week to accomplish their task, and they must not be discovered, or the mission would be considered a failure. They were given a starting stipend of 100 ECU and sent on their way, disguises provided. The morning had come, and their adventure had begun.

Kerrigan felt a place they should go to, but decided to let Louise lead them both. She not only had Louise by her side, but had brought Delflinger in case they needed to defend themselves. In all likelihood they may have to fight against a noble who is caught in a lie, and Kerrigan had to be ready. She also a single Hunter Killer with a high quality cloak shadowing them from a distance

'Every Ghost needs to know how to think independently, time for a lesson in humility for my young apprentice.'

Louise was even more excited than Kerrigan, but far more nervous of failure. Early on she learned that 100 ECU was not enough to get much of anything.

"400 ECU for a horse? You can buy a small home and garden with that!"

Looking for a place to stay was even more dramatic; as Louise learned that the places she would stay at as a noble were still open to her, but well past her budget. "200 ECU a night?!"

Suddenly Louise had the insane idea of trying the local casino to boost her current cash amount, and found herself down to 10 ECU in just an hour and half. Kerrigan frowned and looked towards Louise, "How did you manage to lose our funds so quickly?" I went to the casino! They said I would leave with more!

Kerrigan broke out laughing hysterically, "What's so funny Sarah?"

Sarah continued to laugh at the sheer amount of fail that Louise brought onto their mission in just 3 hours.

"Louise, Ghosts are trained from the outset of their training to be fully independent from Command. That means scavenging funds, resources, and making intelligent choices in the field. A bad call for a Ghost means certain death, and the right one means you live a little while longer until the next choice comes along."

"I have never trained another Ghost before, so this is unfamiliar territory. I want to give you the best training possible so in the event you are on your own you can make rational choices that will let you live to see another day."

Louise found herself nodding somberly, "Let's just find a place to sleep for the night and go from there.

Tristainia

Kerrigan and Louise walked throughout the city clearly hungry and looking for a place to stay.

Louise's stomach was growling rather noticeably, much to Kerrigan's amusement. 'Ah the joys of not needed to eat food.'

Both had taken a rest by an outdoor fountain and Louise just about broke down in Sarah's arms.

"Why can't I do this? I'm a noble; I'm supposed to know everything there is to know."

"I suppose they need a class for nobles to take on how to survive in a commoner's world just in case of the situation that we're in now huh?"

Louise giggled lightly, "I suppose that wouldn't hurt to do that next time."

Kerrigan smiled, "Indeed, hold on, someone's coming."

A rather buff, yet effeminate male started to approach the pair and began speaking, "Tress Bien! Such a beautiful face! You both seem to be in some sort of trouble! Don't mind me I am a completely unsuspicious individual."

Both Kerrigan and Louise looked at the newcomer with an incredulous look of disbelief, "Mission failed."

"Well we are looking for a place to stay, might you know of one sir?"

"Sarah! Don't just involve us without saying something to me!"

"Oh I do! I own a wonderful tavern just down the road, but please address me as Mi Mademoiselle!"

'Dear God, I'm dealing with a circus act here,' Kerrigan deadpanned to herself, "Yes Mi Mademoiselle, could you lead us to a place for us to rest?"

"Wei! It is the Charming Fairy Inn! My inn, restaurant and entertainment venue! There is but one condition you must accept however . . ."

Kerrigan would scold herself later for this, of that much she was certain, "Very well then Mademoiselle, lead on."

The Charming Fairy Inn

The man, named Scarron had led them to a small quaint inn where several beauties sat in super short skirts with corsets amplifying their cleavage. 'Well this was . . . unexpected.' Kerrigan was lacking a grin however, "Sounds like we are going to have an interesting time."

"Well my dears it's time for you to get dressed! How else are you going to pay for your room and board?"

Kerrigan and Louise looked to each other for help, and instantly regretted it. Both were completely helpless, and knew they were about to become the playthings for a bunch of disgusting drunks.

'What the hell did we get ourselves into?'

"Hello my beautiful fairies! Tonight we have two new fairies joining us, Sarah and Louise!" The girls said hello and introduced themselves to the newcomers. Sarah was a bombshell in her navy blue matching outfit, her curves and perfectly formed scars made her not only easy on the eyes but also mysterious, and unknown.

"Hey girls, I'm Sarah! I used to be a mercenary until I met up with my friend Louise here! Please show me a good time!" Applause erupted from the fairies, which seemed to see her as an older sister figure.

"Wow! You must be so experienced in the world!"

"Have you killed people before?"

"Do you fight nobles?"

Louise was not having so much luck however; while she had developed some curves from her physical changes along with becoming more tone the changes were still subtle and unnoticed. Meaning she remained much like the Lolita she was before her changes, and would not likely succeed in gaining much attention.

'Except from the perverts, which in this sort of place are probably as numerous as the bar flies.'

"He-e-e-llo! I am Louise and Sarah is my guar-r-dian while I we are traveling!"

A collection of 'Aww's' and 'she's so cute's!' rattled the fairies.

Sarah smirked at that, 'This will be very entertaining'

Scarron then went into detail regarding the annual tip contest for the upcoming week, and that the winner of said contest would be able to wear Scarron's family heirloom, the Enchanted Fairy Outfit. It was said to have the quality of giving the wearer additional charisma and suave. They could only wear it for a day unfortunately, but the income gained from using it would be well worth the limited time frame.

Kerrigan knew she wanted it; it could give her the power she needs to get a bit of a financial boost going. Buy land for the Swarm to build surface hatcheries or space for Elliot to build his factories, or even a large Starport. The war effort would be well worth the investment, provided the Church didn't intervene.

'Which will most certainly happen at some point,' Kerrigan found herself scowling, and quickly removed it. It was time for work, which meant smiles, sultry positions and really shitty pickup lines.

The doors opened for dinner and happy hour, and madness followed with it.

That Night

Kerrigan was actually a little sore from working as a waitress, sitting on a drunk's lap was more physically demanding then she thought. She looked over to Louise, who hadn't done so well. She was literally out cold and sore, she even had a bruise from where a patron smacked her backside. Kerrigan was close enough that she kept Louise from filleting the man where he sat. They certainly didn't need the trouble that would come from that.

In any case however, she got to know all the girls that worked at the restaurant with her, most were commoner girls who had left tough lives to find a better opportunity. Most were orphans or cut off from their families. Jessica, Kerrigan discovered was actually Scarron's daughter; to say Kerrigan couldn't stop laughing for several minutes after learning the news would be a serious understatement.

Louise and Sarah both snuggled up on the bed after the latter saw bats in the attic they would be sleeping in. Kerrigan's eyes narrows and turned orange as she vaporized all of them with a thought.

Kerrigan grinned, 'Nothing will interrupt my sleep tonight.'

Tarbes-Orbital Command

Count Elliot of Tarbes watched over the monitors of progress on the construction they were making at Tarbes, and was sufficiently impressed. His newly built Command Center had recently been upgraded to an Orbital Command variant, and allowed for a far more informed battlefield. He had launched small satellites into orbit to scout out Albion from space, as well as examine Elven territory.

'Wouldn't hurt to gather information on our Elven opponents to the South; if this void power truly exists, it may be a matter of time till we are dragged into that Crusade as well.'

The village had been nearly rebuilt in a week, and most of the contaminated soil and materials had been disposed of in a new structure he had designed with help from the Erebus.

The Grinder, as it was affectionately called was basically a dark variant of a standard industrial recycling plant; similar to one would see on a colony ship or a military base. It allowed them to dispose of various machines, materials, and other items to refund the town in Minerals or even Vespene. It had been tremendously valuable in salvaging the neo-steel frames of the bunkers that had been destroyed across the town. It also helped clean up the radioactive materials they had retrieved from the destroyed ships and grounds.

In total, they had recycled 1400 minerals, and 300 Vespene from the ruins of the battle, easily paying for most of their expenditures before the battle. With their new refund they built a far more advanced multiple band radar arrays across the mountains near the town.

The arrays were a series of radar transmitters and receivers using a variety of sensors to determine ships, mount, and even weather patterns size, range, and velocity from great ranges. A few of the higher stations were actually able to read air traffic in Romalia, and accurately determine the difference between warships of various classes and civilian transports.

The secret was a small supercomputer based on the Adjutant's organizational systems to sort out the data brought out by the sensors, which included LADAR, magnometric sensors, magic sensory devices, and even gravimetric prototypes designed to tell the general weight of an incoming object. None of them were perfected at this point, but the sheer range and precision of the arrays meant little could escape Tarbes detection. The only way one could sneak in was through the mountain passes, meaning only mounted infantry could attack the stations, which themselves were protected by upgraded Missile Turrets.

The only thing that had not been recycled was the Protoss Shield Generator that had been salvaged and sent to Tristainia for scientists and Zerg Erebi to reverse engineer it for their own ships and troops. Kerrigan was hopeful, but not exactly optimistic about any conclusive findings on that though. She herself had said such findings would be few, considering so little is known about Protoss manufacturing, even to the Zerg which had been fighting them in some capacity for centuries.

Elliot stretched and yawned, 'Time to get some rest, got another big day tomorrow.'

Next Evening

Sarah remained a busy bee, and continued to shuffle around the tables, making sure everyone got what they needed, and sitting on the laps of anyone who didn't.

"Heh Heh. You're so hot . . ." Kerrigan tried her best to smile as the drunk began to fondle her thighs. On the inside she was about ready to burst and have the H-K behind the Inn come out and shoot spikes into the guy. Then again, this guy was better to her drunk then Mott was sober.

'Silver linings I guess.'

"Now now my good man, you gotta pay to play here," Kerrigan whispered into the drunk's ears, drawing a hand across his chin, and down his chest. She was unpleasantly rewarded with the sensation of his second brain attempting to claw its way into her, "Looks like you're second head is being a bit naughty to me, and you need to buy me dinner before I let you in my palace gates."

The men at the table all started giving cat calls and tossing coins at Kerrigan, who was literally tearing up the floor with the men. She suddenly noticed a heat begin to emerge from the man and stood up. She was both amused and annoyed the man reached completion while trying to reach her womanhood. She winked over to the drunks, "Better luck next time gentlemen." She continued smiling until she was in the kitchen, and fought the urge to vomit. The guy had busted in his pants and it got on Kerrigan's thighs. Kerrigan wasn't even sure how to clean this up, she had never been very sexual as a Ghost, and hadn't been at all as the Queen of Blades.

'I feel like a common street hooker right now!'

Just then Kerrigan saw Jessica come by and see what was bugging her, "What's wrong Sarah? The men acting badly?"

Kerrigan shook her head, "I need to get cleaned up, one of them decided to get a little too happy and leave a mess on me."

Jessica's face twisted in disgust, "Are you serious?" Kerrigan's eyes narrowed as she lifted up her skirt, earning a wide eyed look from Jessica, "Okay Sarah let me help you clean up. . ."

Louise herself was struggling even more; trying to serve customers was proving to be more difficult than the training Kerrigan had put her through. The worst part was all the touching and feeling the drunken men did; several broken wine bottles later she was put on KP duty and did dishes for Scarron.

'Is this what commoners do on a daily basis? Toil aimlessly?'

Louise's thoughts were interrupted as a rather pompous, and burly looking noble entered the restaurant with a grin on his face. He snapped his fingers and his men began pushing everyone out the door.

'This is my chance!'

Jessica finished cleaning up Kerrigan's thighs, although she didn't get back into her work clothes since the day was about over, "Thanks Jessica that was a rather disgusting experience. I still could use a cold shower after that though; I don't care to have the thought of that filth on me any longer." Jessica smiled at that and winked, giving Kerrigan a sudden sensation she hadn't felt since-

Tarbes.

Kerrigan suddenly realized that Jessica was not like the other girls. She seemed to have a sort of energy surrounding her, 'Could it be Psionic energy I'm picking up? Or something else?'

Her day got a lot more complicated however, as Scarron rushed in, "We've got the tax collector Lord Chillan here! Sarah we need you!" Scarron gave Kerrigan a look over, "What's wrong?"

"Let's just say someone got a little excited at the table, and I needed a change of clothes."

Even Scarron shivered at that, he looked back over, "Oh no . . . Louise is going to him!" Jessica visibly paled at that, and all realized just how deep in shit they were.

Kerrigan facepalmed, "This isn't going to end well."

Louise saw the bulky noble take a seat, now alone in the entire restaurant as he began to make demands, "Is no one worthy to serve the Queen's Tax Collector?"

The rest of the fairies backed away from him and put their backs to the walls, or went upstairs to avoid any trouble.

Louise smiled, dried off her hands, and ditched her apron and went onto the floor, bringing a silver tray with four wine glasses and a matching bottle of red wine, "Hello good sir! I am Louise and I'll be serving you today!"

Kerrigan was surprised, 'Could she nail this one?'

Louise continued her approach and got close to Lord Chillan, whose expression went sour at what he saw, "Scarron! Since when did you hire young boys to work as your fairies?"

Jessica's face narrowed and Kerrigan awaited the inevitable, yet remarkable Louise kept her cool, "What!? I am no boy good sir!" Kerrigan could almost hear the grinding of her brain cells from her own position near the kitchen.

"My apologies young Miss, I must've been confused. Here, let me examine them to see just how small they are-"

WHAM! Kerrigan blinked and saw Louise's foot half way down Chillan's throat, cuing half the fairies to faint and Scarron to simply cry out, "NOOOO!"

"Oh shit," Kerrigan had to make a snap judgment call, she wasn't going to reveal her own power, but the Zerg were better known then she was. She could use that to her advantage

'Hunter Killer! Prepare to breach on my command!'

'Yes Mistress, all spines loaded.'

Jessica swore she heard two voices in her head, but couldn't figure out what happened.

"YOU! HOW DARE YOU STRIKE A NOBLE! YOU ARE BUT A PEASANT! MEN! CHAIN HER!"

Kerrigan blinked in and went between Chillan and Louise, "I'm going to stop this right now, and we all should go our own separate ways before any of us make a serious mistake." Kerrigan's eyes began to glow as he glared at Chillan and his men.

"What are you commoner!? A demon?"

Kerrigan raised an eyebrow and changed her voice, "I have been called a Demon, but the answer would be at best inaccurate." One of Chillan's men charged at Kerrigan, and was promptly blown back into the front wall of the Inn by Louise and her wand.

"Clever, you tied the wand to your thigh. Shame Delf wouldn't fit there for me," Kerrigan smiled, "Well played my apprentice."

"You, you must be a fallen noble who is hiding her identity!"

"I have no answer for a corrupt official such as you!" Louise screamed at Lord Chillian, incensed at his behavior towards her.

"Corrupt! Do you have any idea who you are talking to?"

Louise rolled her eyes, and pulled out the Royal Permit she had hid in her corset, 'Very clever Louise,' and opened it, earning several eyes of horror.

"Please forgive us! Here! Take all of this as a way of ensuring your silence!" The sudden roar of noble and entourage running out the door was music to everyone's ears. Kerrigan could hear the crowds outside cheering as the group ran for the hills, away from the Inn.

"Very impressive Louise. Very impressive indeed."

A/N: This was part 1 of the Season 1 One Shot Series! Part two coming soon! (Or whenever I make it somewhat presentable)

Oh! And here is a little snippet from Season 2 Chapter 1!

"She stopped when she saw the view of a detonator in one man's hand"

What could it mean? STAY TUNED AND FIND OUT! Part 2 coming March 22nd 2013