Author's Note: Hey guys! I'm assuming you as a reader, when you clicked on this fanfiction, that you know all about the starcraft race zerg and have even played starcraft before. If not, go search it up! Warning though, the starcraft lore on any of the races can be intensive and can be so interesting you might accidentally spend hours reading about starcraft. Also, the game itself is pretty expensive, but is worth the cost. Now then, let's get down to the story.

One more thing though (sorry) do keep in mind that I'm not exactly good at writing, I'm actually doing this just for pleasure and enjoyment, thus I welcome any types of criticism for my story. Also, updates to the story will come very slowly, due to a high workload at school. Finally, lets start the story.

First Encounter

The leviathan selected the optimal drop zone for the pod, scanning the nearby minerals and the gas deposits. Drones hurried about inside the monstrous creature as the drop pod was almost finished, the drones finishing up the membrane of the pod. It was bigger than most drop pods that contained the zerg, mainly for the fact that it contained an almost mature hatchery. Designed to withstand the friction caused by the atmosphere and the impact, the drop pod had hardened carapace to increased chances of survival. At last, the leviathan had made its decision and the drop pod slid out of the creature, which was in orbit around the planet. Numerous drop pods soon detached from the inner walls of the leviathan, these drop pods contained the first wave of drones that would begin harvesting the minerals. Due to an overwhelming amount of conflicts over many planets, the leviathan could only spare a mere 15 drones to kick-start the mining effort. The main drop pod was falling through the dense atmosphere, most of the first layer of the carapace burning away due to the high friction. A few drone drop pods burned away as the heat grew too strong, the organic mass withering away as it turned black in the reddening sky. At last, the main drop pod reached the surface, bursting open to reveal the fully matured hatchery. The drone drop pods soon landed, three of the drone drop pods having burned away in the landing process. The leviathan, who controlled the entire zerg processes on the surface, immediately set the drones to work on the mineral patches. An overlord had landed nearby, the drop pod sizzling away as the bloated creature pushed off the drop pod from its body using one of its tentacles. It rose to the air, one of the tricks that the overlord had, and begun moving away from the hatchery, scouting out future viable expansion points.

The hatchery birthed a single larva, as it writhed on the dark, slimy organic mass that was growing on the ground. The Terrans called it creep, the dark purple matter that allowed the zerg to construct their organic buildings and supplement their troops. The leviathan commanded the larva to morph into a new drone, to increase production. Unable to think for itself, the larva instantly responded, turning its wormlike body into a hardened cocoon that would protect the growing creature inside. Within the cocoon, genetic material was spun from the body of the larva, forming the basic template of the drone. The wings were grown, wings that would allow the drones to move efficiently though still keeping them grounded. The claws were formed using the organic mass, sharp cresent shaped claws that would be able to slice through marines or to harvest minerals efficiently. Finally, when the drone was completed and ready to be used, the cocoon split open and the drone shook off the liquid that had covered it int he cocoon. The leviathan had commanded all drones that had been produced at the main hatchery to immediately start mining at a certain mineral patch, and this drone was no exception. Without question, the drone headed off to start mining.

All this while, the hatchery pulsed, continuously using organic material that it found around its area. Flowers and other wild animals were consumed under the evergrowing mass of creep, their organic materials "scanned" and their biometric schematics copied into the leviathan's mind. However, these plants and wild animals were far inferior than the highly evolved and superior zerg race. Thus, like many other instances on other planets, the leviathan removed the useless schematics from its mind. However, the organic material were used to create new larva, that would in turn morph into the units that the leviathan needed. The new larva seemed to grow from the creep next to the hatchery, where the hatchery deposited the new larva it had created using the organic material sourced from the local wildlife. Minerals were collected from the mineral deposits and carried over to the hatchery, where the leviathan decided the next move.

After creating a few more drones using the larva, the leviathan decided to take a risk and morph a new hatchery. The overlord had scouted out two viable bases that were nearby, indicating that the expansion points were suitable and worth expanding. The leviathan acknowledged, commanding the overlord to return to the main hatchery for it had completed its main task. The lone drone had been told to move over to the nearest expansion point, where the leviathan expended 300 minerals to turn the drone into a massive structure that would be the second base. The drone reached the expansion point, and turned its body into a mix of creep and organic membrane. The outer membrane was to show the larva's progress with the construction of the hatchery, while the underlying creep was the foundation for the structure. As the drone turned its wings back into the organic material it had been made of, the creep grew larger and the drone looked a lot more like the original larva. Finally, when the hatchery reached full maturation, the membrane split open to reveal a magnificent sight, the glory of a second base. A larva had spawned next to the base, but when the leviathan tried to make another drone, it somehow was blocked. It then realised, it did not have enough overlords to spawn more units.

The reasons for overlords to even exist was simple. The leviathan or any other commanding presence could not hold so many units in its brain psionically, for it would turn the creature mad. Controlling up to 400 units on the surface while tending to other needs would indeed turn anyone insane, thus the need for overlords were born. Overlords would be simpler versions of the commanders on the battlefield, but only the cowardly type, for they did not engage in battles. The huge lumbering creatures would survey the battlefield from its vantage positions, and report back to the commanding presence. The leviathan would then return back with a set of orders, which the overlord relayed the correct and appropriate instructions to the appropriate units. The leviathan immediately got over its initial surprise, and set to morphing two overlords. The larve were relayed the order, turning their bodies into the same cocoon that were once housed over the drones. The same larva turned its body into the masses of the overlords, the appendages growing from the bottom of the creature. Before long, the cocoons burst open and the overlords rose into the air, as the leviathan suddenly felt the mental unblocking and could build more units.

At this time, the zerg were still laying down the foundations of the hierarchy. The drones were doing their job of harvesting the minerals, the overlords were watching from the skies, and the hatcheries were pumping out their larvae. However, the zerg did not scout forward fully and were not warned of the presence on the other side where other forces were, too, building up their armies. The spawning pool sprung up from the organic mix of membrane and creep, the green fluids allowing the growth of zerglings, the first tier of warriors. The leviathan felt a hint of satisfaction as it oversaw the entire process, the economical process of the invasion was going smoothly. With two bases that were fully saturated, the amount of minerals that the drones were harvesting were quite a lot. The leviathan felt more satisfaction as it watched the spawning pool finish through the eyes of a drone, the green liquid spilling over the side as the brown structure rose up proudly. The first tier had been unlocked and the larva could now spawn the zerg warriors, the front liners. The leviathan started out with the production of 6 zerglings, a total of 3 larva expended for the cause. Noting that gas was needed for the metabolic boost upgrade for the zerglings, it commanded a few drones to morph into extractors, the zergling buildings that clung themselves to vespene vents, allowing for safe harvesting to occur. The leviathan then made a few more drones, setting their rally point to begin harvesting the gas immediately once the extractors were completed.

The zerglings hatched, their chittering resounding in the leviathan's mind. If the leviathan had a mouth, it would have smiled, for the first of the endless zerg army had been spawned. It commanded the zerglings to scour the lands, scouting out for better expansion points and any threats. It turned back to the task of upgrading the technology, opting for the spawning of queens. The queens would allow for increased birthing rate of larvae, as well as providing a minor defense lest there would be wildlife attacking or any other foreign threats. It also decided on constructing an evolution chamber, unlocking the spore crawler technology as well as the upgrades that could be made to its units. Lastly, it had noted that there was sufficient gas to begin the lengthy process of researching the metabolic boost upgrade for the zerglings, and set about to upgrade them. Soon, the zerglings would grow wings on their back, allowing them to move as fast as the wind, scouting out distant lands in mere seconds, zipping past threats before they could identify them.

Suddenly, the leviathan heard an urgent chittering in its mind. A zergling must have found something important. The leviathan concentrated, projecting its will and vision into the zergling that was urgently calling out. What the leviathan saw made it feel uneasy, for the moments before the zergling died to the sounds of gunfire, the large metallic structure the Terrans called the supply depot blocked the way up the ramp into uncharted territories. It was then the leviathan knew that the zerg was not alone on the planet. The Terrans had , too, set foot on the planet. It made up its mind to do what all zerg were made to do, and will do. Exterminate.

Author's Note: How was that story? I had a lot of fun thinking and designing the story, from smallest details to the big picture. I especially enjoyed the first few paragraphs, imagining what really happens before a match happens, because if you have played zerg in starcraft before, you always start with the hatchery, drones and a larva. No lore or anything describes what happens before, how the hatchery got to the mineral patches and all. Anyway, I've only explored the first part of the story, the first encounter with the Terrans and have not even started on Lair tech. Hope you guys enjoy and as always do leave reviews or drop me a private message. Have a nice day! :)