StarCraft: Blood Reign
Notice:
This is a fanfic. Any mention to any character copyrighted by Blizzard Entertainment or used by another author is purely coincidental…sort of. Enjoy the story!
Characters:
Lt. Cmdr. Michael Warren – Group Leader and Ghost, 302nd Marine Airborne Division, C Company, Group 2, Terra Prime Sector
Lt. José Merendez – 2nd in Command, 302nd Marine Airborne Division, C Company, Group 2, Terra Prime Sector
Sgt. Aaron Fuller – Demolitions Expert, 302nd Marine Airborne Division, C Company, Group 2, Terra Prime Sector
Sgt. Bennett Harrison – Sniper Expert, 302nd Marine Airborne Division, C Company, Group 2, Terra Prime Sector
Sgt. Charles Joseph – Mechanized Unit Expert, 302nd Marine Airborne Division, C Company, Group 2, Terra Prime Sector
Sgt. Kashid al Hazziyah – Guerrilla Tactics Expert, 302nd Marine Airborne Division, C Company, Group 2, Terra Prime Sector
Sgt. Tokugiro Harakaza – Stealth Tactics Expert, 302nd Marine Airborne Division, C Company, Group 2, Terra Prime Sector
Cpl. James Kent - 302nd Marine Airborne Division, C Company, Group 2, Terra Prime Sector
Cpl. George McDaniel - 302nd Marine Airborne Division, C Company, Group 2, Terra Prime Sector
Cpl. Robert Stein - 302nd Marine Airborne Division, C Company, Group 2, Terra Prime Sector
Cpl. Sigoyev Ilushin - 302nd Marine Airborne Division, C Company, Group 2, Terra Prime Sector
Cpl. Harold Levy - 302nd Marine Airborne Division, C Company, Group 2, Terra Prime Sector
Prologue – "Intrusion"
WELCOME TO THE TERRA PRIME PLANETARY ARCHIVES REQUEST USER PROFILE AND PASSWORD
>USER PROFILE: PHANTOM
>PASSWORD:
USERNAME AND PASSWORD APPROVED
QUERY?
>ACCESS ARCHIVE FILES
FILE ACCESS NUMBER?
>FILE NUMBER 4783ZR-TB39
ACCESSING…
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ACCESS APPROVED…PLAY? YES/NO
>YES
BEGINNING ARCHIVE FILE…
3…
2…
1…
ARCHIVE FILE ACTIVATED…
Lieutenant Commander Michael Warren awoke to the stench of something foul. Something…non-Terran. The officer snatched his classic .50 caliber Desert Eagle, modified to fit the new armament that Terrans carried, from under his pillow and touched the light panel on the wall of his office. In the middle of the room stood four Zerglings, the grunts of the Zerg race. They screeched and growled at the Terran soldier, who froze in place. He had seen holovideos of battles that occurred out in deep space at Terra Prime's many colonies, but he had never expected to see Zerg this close to Terra Prime.
Warren quickly fired off two rounds at each of the Zerglings, killing them instantly as the hypersonic needles penetrated the creatures' relatively thin carapace and punctured the vital organs inside them. The Zerglings screamed and growled once more before their tiny hive-minds shut down for good. The overwhelming stench left behind by the wretched creatures made Warren sick to his stomach.
"Good riddance. Now where the hell did they come from?"
Suddenly two of the fiercest Zerg warriors, Hydralisks, popped out from the room's titanium ceiling panels and landed no more than two feet in front of the officer. They fired their volley of deadly spikes straight through Warren, pinning him against the wall of the room. The last thing that Warren saw before his heart exploded was the Hydralisks closing in for the kill.
Then something strange happened. Warren thought he was dead, but he felt something tapping on his shoulder. He heard something.
"Commander? Commander Warren? SIR?!"
Warren awoke with a start. He looked around, a cold sweat covering his face. He was inside a Terran Dropship, with the rest of his group sitting silently, their C-14 Impaler Gauss Rifles resting on their laps. Warren looked over to see his second-in-command, Lieutenant José Merendez, sitting next to him, a frown across his face.
"Sir? We're five minutes from the drop zone. You must have dozed off. The pilot says that the LZ is hot, and there are Goliaths covering the area to try and suppress some of the enemy forces moving in."
Goliaths were large, mechanized walkers with twin gattling cannons and missile launchers. They were excellent at providing suppression fire in heavy fighting, and their surface-to-air missiles could shoot down anything with a significant sensor cross-section with ease.
Lt. Cmdr. Warren nodded at his XO, then spoke to his men.
"All right, ladies. We're going in and we're going in hot. Lock and load your weapons and keep a sharp eye out for those Zerg. Harrison and Kent, once we reach the LZ, find some high ground and shoot anything Zerg. We're going to need your sniper fire to reach the hive in one piece. Fuller, once we reach the hive, it's up to you to plant the demo charges and blow that sucker to bits. Harakaza, as Fuller plants the charges, I want you to go in and find the local Cerebrate. Make sure there's nothing left of him when you leave. You know how these Zerg are. Sneaky little bastards."
Warren looked around at his men and nodded.
"Ok. The rest of you know what to do. If you don't, take my advice and DON'T LEAVE THIS SHIP. We don't need imbeciles going out and messing up the entire mission."
A yellow light began strobing at the loading ramp of the Dropship. Thirty seconds to go.
"Here we go, girls. Hope you all brought an extra pair of panties, 'cause this is gonna be one HELL of a messy day."
The yellow light turned green and the Dropship landed with a loud thump. The emergency release on the pneumatic ramp activated and sent the ramp slamming into the squishy Zerg Creep. The group piled out of the back, a few Marines already firing off rounds at a few stray Zerglings that had escaped the path of fire that the Goliaths were laying down. Lt. Cmdr. Warren checked the safety on his C-10 Canister Rifle. The Dropship left, gone as quickly as it had arrived. Everything was going according to plan…for now.