The sky of Barlosis turned black. The swarms of zerg loomed like a
great shadow over the Confederate city. The innocents fled, but running
from the swarm would gain no more than if you were running from your own
shadow. The rich would find a way out, catch a ride on a battle cruiser or
KelMorine mineral transport. Normal citizens never had a chance, they
could only put their hope in their cities moderate defenses. The
confederate missile turrets quickly ran out of ammo, constantly having a
target to aim at until they themselves became the targets. A force of
guardians warped in, after that a force of ultralisks, hydralisks, anything
Char had on its red surface worked to turn Barlosis into Chars likeness.
Defilers, mutalisks, and then....the zerglings. They were my zergling. I
now say "they were my" because it wasn't me, there was no me. The panicked
screams of the terrens meant nothing at all to me. I grabbed a firebat by
the leg with a long claw, I would have been toast for a move like that, if
it were not for another hydralisk. I ran, short legs sending dust into the
Barlosis air. Claws propelled me toward a brave marine, trying to save a
wounded friend. I would have felt guilty for killing someone who was only
helping a wounded man, if such a thing had ever existed in my small mind
like guilt. His rifle turned towards me, my arm moved too quickly for him
to pull a trigger. He fell back. Minus one arm. He pulled out a small
sidearm, bullets ripping through my body. This meant nothing to me. I
leaped onto him and smeared myself with his blood. A second marine, I
stabbed into his arm with one sharp claw, lifted him off his feet and
tossed him over my shoulder. Another terran flew at me with nothing but a
knife, he slashed my chest. I fell, but as you can imagine a marine with
only a knife wouldn't be alive long enough to kill a fly. Another marine, I
stabbed wildly at him with my claws, I slashed at him with my tail. I bit
him with my impossibly large teeth. I finished him off with my legs.
The Overmind stabbed at him with my claws
Zhaz slashed at him with my tail
Daggoth bit at him with my teeth
And Kerrigan finished him off
And because they were doing this through my body, my brain said that I
loved it, that I loved having my enemies blood run down my mouth, I loved
to kill is what they put into my mind.
I lay there, regenerating not worrying about nearly being trampled by
ultralisks. They repeated this process with the shell that was I many
times.
Run
Kill
Be wounded
Regenerate
......Die?
I can not be sure how many times this process was repeated, my memory
didn't't last much more then a week unless a cerebrate wanted it to be so.
I would soon be free to decide what to remember and try to forget on my own
Kerrigan looked down from her half living transport onto the carnage below. She watched with great interest, it was her job to decide who would receive new evolutions. She felt it was her decision, but it truly was not. Few decisions were hers, but because of the Overmind's lies and misinformation, she believed that the core all zergs were free. The Overmind gave her more freedom than any cerebrate, or other minion , of coarse, but still what she did was done in his name. However, since her mind was twisted in the chrysalis she believed Murder, Death, and Destruction were the ultimate freedoms. She spotted an ultralisk, running through the mineral fields of Barlosis, A long kaiser blade digging into a siege tank, the other with a mighty swipe sending three SCVs flying through the air. The siege tanks shells shot into the ultralisk, sending chunks of it feet away. Kerrigan saw this as bravery. It was actually nothing, nothing at all. The siege tank was torn apart by a zergling. I know it sounds farfetched, a zergling destroying a tank, but it was occupied with the ultralisk and I hit the perfect spots. I tore into the area above its treads, a thin layer of steel was the only thing that separated me from the cockpit above the treads. The tank driver heard a hiss, and felt a drop of drool on his leg, he never saw what was drooling behind him. slash cut bite blood death The Overmind told me that I was happy It is amazing to think of what my brethren and me were capable of if we could retain knowledge gained from battle. The swarm used numbers and order as their strengths, not experience as the humans did. Kerrigan saw what I had done, and decided I disserved the evolutions. Thank God my Cerebrate told me to attack that tank as she watched. It was among the worst mistakes he ever made.
Kerrigan looked down from her half living transport onto the carnage below. She watched with great interest, it was her job to decide who would receive new evolutions. She felt it was her decision, but it truly was not. Few decisions were hers, but because of the Overmind's lies and misinformation, she believed that the core all zergs were free. The Overmind gave her more freedom than any cerebrate, or other minion , of coarse, but still what she did was done in his name. However, since her mind was twisted in the chrysalis she believed Murder, Death, and Destruction were the ultimate freedoms. She spotted an ultralisk, running through the mineral fields of Barlosis, A long kaiser blade digging into a siege tank, the other with a mighty swipe sending three SCVs flying through the air. The siege tanks shells shot into the ultralisk, sending chunks of it feet away. Kerrigan saw this as bravery. It was actually nothing, nothing at all. The siege tank was torn apart by a zergling. I know it sounds farfetched, a zergling destroying a tank, but it was occupied with the ultralisk and I hit the perfect spots. I tore into the area above its treads, a thin layer of steel was the only thing that separated me from the cockpit above the treads. The tank driver heard a hiss, and felt a drop of drool on his leg, he never saw what was drooling behind him. slash cut bite blood death The Overmind told me that I was happy It is amazing to think of what my brethren and me were capable of if we could retain knowledge gained from battle. The swarm used numbers and order as their strengths, not experience as the humans did. Kerrigan saw what I had done, and decided I disserved the evolutions. Thank God my Cerebrate told me to attack that tank as she watched. It was among the worst mistakes he ever made.