" We thought you knew what you were doing!"
"The Weasley's don't need another kid dead, did you hear that? Bet you didn't care, did you?"
Harry shuddered as more memories raced through his mind.
"Hermione said it too, that you were a bad leader, that she had been hoping for something more!"
Well, Harry thought wryly, at least I got that right. I am something more.
He activated his warp blade and jumped from where he was hiding, the green blade cleaving through the air. The Hydralisk responded with lightning fast reflexes, but could not stand up to his psionic- influenced actions, and the Zerg was halved. Its severed parts fell to the floor, brain liquid leaking from its skull.
Harry watched in fascination as the Zerg blood dripped straight through the blade. I still amazed him when liquids did that.
Amusedly, he wondered how hard it would be to actually block something. True, warp blades cut through just about anything, but what if there was a blade that was somehow resistant, that was reinforced with magic…
He ended that train of thought, as it brought back memories of his old life, and by the way, there was a swarm of Zerglings approaching.
Harry jumped at them, and then rolled to the side as they barreled past. They tried to turn around, confused, but were sliced to pieces by Harry's glowing green blade. He repeated this process, until most of the Zerg were dead, and then stomped on the remaining Zergling's skulls.
He yawned, and then rested against the wall. He still wasn't used to all his new strength that came with becoming a dark templar. After all, it had only been about a week since…
No, jeez, don't think about it, he chided himself mentally. After all, they don't need my help, now do they?
The thought highly amused him, though it was a sort of sick amusement at best.
He stretched, and then darted forward again, walking through the passage into the next room of the cave passage.
And stopped.
There was a massive buzzing swarm of Zerg that swarmed around the creep, a Zerg hive stood in shadowy relief, its massive five bones stretching up to the ceiling. Various other organic structures sunk into the creep, and numerous holes littered the ground, showing the presences of cloaked Zerg. To add to it, there was a hive mind with the hive, which were consciousnesses that were extremely strong psionically.
He cursed and cloaked himself in shadows while he desperately tried to think of something to do. He could call for help, but then he would be detected, for Zerg hive minds could easily detect psionic messages.
Then he spotted a large Zerg creature hovering overhead. He peered at it, and then smiled. It was an overlord.
Overlords were the controllers of the swarm, and if he could destroy enough of them, they would turn on each other. True, he wouldn't be able to kill all of them, but it should be enough to destroy most of the Zerg.
Harry raised both of his hands, which began to crackle with a dark green psionic glow that formed into a relative sphere that surged with power. The swarm of monsters noticed, and began moving to investigate. Hydralisks slithered along cautiously, and Zerglings crept low upon the floor, ready to pounce at a moments notice.
His only response was to build up the energy faster, and a third ball of energy appeared between the two.
Suddenly, the hive mind detected his mind, and after it determined that it was a dark templar, screamed mentally, Get him! It's a templar and has come to destroy us! GET HIM!
The Zerg lunged, but Harry was not there. He was long gone, moving from shadow to shadow, turning to a black mist and reappearing hanging from a stalactite. He raised his hand, and the green ball of energy shot from it, blowing apart an overlord, ricocheting off of a wall, then hitting another one, before suddenly changing direction, and slamming into yet another overlord.
Harry was confused, until he saw 5 golden-armored troops march in, glowing blue psionic blades sliding from their wrists.
He smiled, and activated his own warp blade, and shouted "Greetings!
The zealots looked up, and one of them spotted him. He greeted him in turn, and then sent him a message through their psionic mind link.
Harry grinned, then gave the zealot a thumbs-up, before waiting.
The zealots rushed out of their hiding spot, shouting fierce war cries. They pushed through the Zerg ranks, dueling at least 5 at a time. Occasionally, they would loose a bolt of blue energy, destroying the overlords.
Meanwhile, Harry destroyed the rest of the overlords, and then readied himself. He put away his warp blade and instead drew out a small, glowing gold dagger.
He tensed his leg muscles, settling down into a crouch, and then leaped. The dagger flashed brightly as he fell, and as he crashed into the hive, he thought, this would be a really dumb way to die.
Then the dagger was buried in the hive's carapace, and he was falling backwards, throwing up an arm to shield himself, the zealots were retreating from the hive, and the Zerg were turning around to see what was happening, and all was Chaos…
And then, the hive exploded in a flash of golden light.
Immediately after the hive mind was killed, the Zerg units turned on one another, with nothing to guide them, they were reduced to savage beasts, and they tore apart anything in reach.
Harry fled with the zealots, and they slowed down. He did the normal pleasantries, asked if any of them was hurt, etc. Then he told them "I must depart now, but if you ever need me…" He let his words trail off, fading, and the zealots nodded.
"If we meet again, Harry Potter, I expect you to be a better warrior." responded the lead zealot. "That jump wasn't very well executed."
"I know", said Harry, chuckling. "Well, I must be gone, so farewell, Fenix."
"Farewell."
As Harry boarded his Void Seeker, and sped back home, where his mentor, Zeratul, resided, he couldn't help but chuckle at the zealots formal greetings.
And with that, the half-Protoss, Harry Potter, ex-wizard, departed from the planet Char, and headed for Aiur and Shakuras, the homeworld of the Protoss and the land of the Dark Templar.