Minea's Story

Ch.1 - Predators.

For many hours now all Minea could think of was the burning sensation in her chest as she ran to her target, a collection of Hatcheries in close proximity to one another. All five centered around a spawning pool. numerous overlords floated around in the sky above as well. These hatcheries were supplying zerglings by the thousands to the battleground several miles to the west. It had to go.

Minea had three mission objectives: Find them,assess their strength and destroy them. "how the hell am I going to that?" she said out loud and continued looking at the targets through her tech visor, revealing over a hundred overlords. This number made her uncomfortable as she could only guess at the number of zerglings near the hatcheries and as she raised her trusty old C-10 to look through the scope her unit tracker went insane and only showed ? as a number. "Great" she muttered there has to be over nine thousand zerglings down there and all she had was nine clips of sniper rounds and a clip of lockdown rounds, and even if she cloaked the overlords would still spot her. No way in without detection and no weapon good enough to destroy all of them even if there was. "great" she muttered again and lowered her C-10, removing her tech visor showed her a better overview of what the Surroundings looked like in the sunset. Forty minutes till sundown she thought.

She spent a good ten minutes observing the area, planing attack routes but ended up discarding them all since she would not live long enough to use them. This of course lead to her questioning her own reasoning skills at having taken the job in the first place. one c-10 rifle was not enough, period. So why had she..."TacCom calling ghost" her ear piece suddenly spoke almost making her drop the rifle in her hands.

Reaching up with one shaky hand she lightly tapped the comm. and spoke. "Ghost reporting"

"We have assessed the situation and are sending Predators to your location, One of them are carrying a tac nuke."

"Predators? What's a predator, some kind of new weapon?"

"Affirmative, ETA is thirty minutes. you'll receive further instructions upon arrival. TacCom out."

After closing the link with command the ghost turned her attention back to the problem at hand. On the bright side a nuke would be great for dealing with the hatcheries but the nine thousand plus zerglings would not let any ground troops get close enough to to be useful, let alone arm the nuke, and because the zerg owned the sky delivering it via air strike was out of the question. Those Predators better be as good a hunters as she hoped or this would be a short campaign.

The sunset was just as beautiful on this world as it was on any other with it's red sky and dimming light. Minea's reverie was cut short when she heard the rhythmic sound of running feet approach her from behind. Thinking that the zerg had some how found her she turned to face the threat. However the things that silently approached her now was clearly not zerg but giant cats made out of metal. They resembled Cybercats but were bigger and had more soft curves making it look more feline than robotic weapon.

Once she got over the shock she tapped the comm. "Lieutenant Mnemosyne calling TacCom" she waited a few secons for the reply to patch her through to her CO.

Instead of asking why they sent Cybercats to her she simply stated her orders."Predators have arrived! Awaiting instructions." she kept her voice low and calm as the nine cats stealthily positioned themself around her, defending her. They watched their surroundings with great care as if they were protecting their weakest member of the pack from harm. None of their behaviour passed her by unnoticed and she decided that a more thourogh explenation would be wellcome once this mission was completed.

Her comm. came to life again and a rushed, definitely geeky voice started speaking." Uh, hello? Can you hear me? I am Dr. Egon Stetmann." Minea sighed and replied to the Hyperion's head scientist. "I don't need you to explain, professor, just tell me what they can do and how to command them." She had spoken to the man enough times to know that the fastest way to get what she wanted from him was to give him clear and precise orders.

"Ah, yes. Well they are pack hunters by nature so establishing leadership is essential to lead them in a combat..." "PROFESSOR, tell me only how to lead them and skip the rest." she interrupted him in a hurried tone. Night was here and she didn't want to give the zerg more advantage then they already had. Listening to Stetmann explaining how smart he was did not help anyone, except for, perhaps, Stetmann himself. "Ah, uh sure, simple, I can do that." Minea seriously doubted him. "They are psychic telepaths, equipped with lightning field burst generators for hard AoE fighting. One thing though, before you cut me off again, these cats are nothing like the cybercats of old. The predators are smart...Just so you know."

"Thank you, Professor. That will be all." She closed the line with TacCom and turned her head to look at the bio-mechanical weapons of war currently surrounding her. So you guys are telepathic huh... let's find out how much then.