As a disclaimer, I do not own Starcraft, or any of the characters (except for a few) in this fanfiction.
"En taro adun, my warriors!"
High Templar Karass was on a cliff overlooking the battle of Ulaan. They had followed the zerg leader, Kerrigan to the world, not knowing what she wanted. But they decided to pursue anyway, not knowing if there would be anything on the planet that would have any real danger towards them.
He watched as down below, hundreds of zealots sacrificed themselves for Aiur, yelling out chants that was known to all Khalai brethren
"En taro Tassadar!"
"For Artanis!"
Hundreds of zealots would be cut down as they secured a beachhead on the strange world of Ulaan. But more would come from the carriers above the dark clouds that were on the world, being warped to the Warp prisms, that acted like Pylons themselves.
For every zealot upon the field of battle, came 20 zerglings, and when those zerglings would die, 100's more would be ready to take their places, as such was the way of the swarm. There would be no end to the onslaught.
And atop the cliff, was Karass, and his Templar. Occasionally dropping their Psionic storms atop the beasts down below, and mostly observers to the battle. As Karass watched the battle below, the zealots jumping into combat stabbing the zerg with their psyblades, he knew it was a truly beautiful sight. And as a zealot died, it was also beautiful, as that is how every Protoss should die, in the heat of combat.
He felt a disturbance near him, through the Khala and turned to look at a zealot, one of his praetors, actually. A warrior, a veteran of a thousand battles at least. "Yes, my brother?" he asked the zealot in a spectral tone that all High Templar usually had.
"High Templar karass, the observer reports are coming in. Many zerg infest this planet, at least Five million."
Karass thought for a moment with disdain. So many bodies on this world. It made him wonder what Kerrigan, leader of the Swarm, truly wanted on this planet. She wouldn't bring this many just because she was able. Although, there was a chance she bought that many just because she could, billions, upon trillions could make up the swarm in full. No one really could tell, other than her of course.
The Praetor, who was named Alitar, picked up on his disdain through the Khala. "Yes High Templar She must want this world badly...or something on it at least. Only time will tell," and with that, he turned his full attention to the battle below. He was hoping that he could join it, but Karass decided at the last moment he would be more useful on the cliff top for him and his Templar
After a moment or two, Karass decided it was time to find a area with minerals that they could harvest. "Alitar, do you know if there is such a place we could set up a forward base?"
"Observer reports say there is a nice cache of minerals a mile or two away from this clifftop. I will relay the commands to the probes so they will get harvesting immediately."
"That would be best. Thank you, Praetor."
Far away from the battle, looking through one of her hunter killer's eyes, was kerrigan.
She sighed to herself. No one truly knew the doom that was coming to consume the koprulu sector, save her that is. But at every turn and every corner, they always opposed her. She already knew of the prophecy, that outlined the fact that the Xel'naga, the ones who made the protoss and zerg were going to come back, and she was the chosen one. The one who would save it.
Of course, that wouldn't happen if these protoss kept opposing her. So she sent zergling after zergling, hydralisk after hydralisk at them, hoping they would just be crushed beneath her feet. The Protoss were stubborn though. They wouldn't just fall because she wanted to trample them, no, she needed to hurt their pride. She was trying to figure out what to do when something that her hunter killer looked at that picked up her eye...
It was a group of High Templar upon a clifftop, but one of them was adorned differently than the other High Templar there with him. Though she recognized who it was immediately, High Templar Karass. The same one that followed her from the previous world.
She knew he would have to die if this group of protoss would ever stop following her. And look, they were entirely unguarded, save for one zealot among them.
She smirked to herself, this would be easy pickings for the zerg, who could be everywhere at once. All she had to do was kill Karass, and the horde of Protoss that was there would sacrifice themselves needlessly. She commanded a few roaches to travel underground to the area that they were at. High Templar and one zealot alone wouldn't be able to stop a few dozen roaches.
Back at the clifftop, High Templar Karass was contacted by his carrier.
"High Templar Karass, good news. We have several Colossi en route to your position, who will stand upon the clifftop you are on to finally start making some headway to establish a beachhead for our forces."
"Very well, thank you, Khalai Engineer."
The praetor started to worry. "We are out here in the open High Templar. Perhaps it is time to get you back to the base that the probes have already started to construct."
And then they felt it through the sand that covered the cliff, something traveling underground, at least dozens of minor tremors.
"Prepare yourselves my brethren," shouted Karass. He already knew there were dozens of roaches underground. Before, in the brood war, it was a common tactic the zerg would use with hydralisks and zerglings. Though the tremors changed a bit when roaches were introduced in the ranks of the zerg, they were still the same old tremors.
As he predicted, roaches burst out of the ground. Kerrigan thought that they would be enough, but they weren't. Though roaches can eat through protoss shields at a alarming rate, it did not help them that the Templar had psionic storms, which could burn through many roaches in a few seconds.
"Alitar, stay back. Let the High Templar deal with these abominations," said Karass to Alitar.
Drawing upon the psionic power of the Templar, they began to immediately fire off their powerful Psionic storms. Dozens of roaches fell to the onslaught, but they kept coming. Of course, Kerrigan of all would overwhelm them in numbers, which was the true way of the Swarm. Endless bodies to flood anything that dares oppose them. The Protoss here would make sure they would put an end to that, thought Karass.
Eventually, Karass himself joined the battle, firing off his near infinite reserves of psionic storms, but he wouldn't be able to keep it up for ever. Not at the rate that the roaches were coming.
"May adun save you...my brothers," said a High Templar, as his reserves finally ran out and the roaches burned through his shields, and then his flesh. A bright surge of energy was seen going off, as his bodies was reduced to ashes, and he went to join the Khala. Which was growing ever bigger by the minute they were upon this cursed world.
Two more high Templar fell, and then it was Karass and Alitar, who began slicing at roaches in case they got too close to Karass. Alitar had stronger shields compared to Karass, which was because he was a zealot and a Praetor. Though they were stronger, this didn't mean that they could hold out forever, and soon his shields were low.
Before Alitar's shields dropped, a warp prism flew in, which quickly changed to a Pylon-like state. Three zealots came out, and then the powerful weapons of war, the Colossi themselves. The roaches were slashed and burned to death by the combined might of Karass, the Colossi energy beams, and the blades of the zealots.
"You were just in time brothers, Praise adun for your aid." said Karass, and turned his full attention to the battle once more, as the colossi started to burn the ranks of the zerg rather quickly.
Somewhere else upon the world
Kerrigan was seething to herself as she felt all the roaches burn to crisps, and felt the other zerg start to burn and die, and called the Hunter Killer who was seeing the battle back to her. These protoss were going to be a bigger hassle than she thought...