Disclaimer: I do not (really, really, really wish I did though!) own Starcraft or anything associated with Blizzard. Note: if you have not played the game, don't read this. There will be SPOILERS. This is an attempted "character analysis" I suppose you could say. I hope to explain some of Tychus' actions and motivations by trying to get into his head. Because while I feel that Starcraft 2 is an AMAZING game, I do feel that Blizzard could have done a few things a bit better in their storytelling. (The rain on Char for example was a little bit much if you ask me) So anyway I'm babbling, I hope you all enjoy and please read and review! Thank you! Jim Raynor rocks! REMEMBER THERE ARE SPOILERS! DON'T SAY I DIDN"T WARN YOU!

Memoirs of a Scoundrel

I watched the monitor as it played out like something straight out of a horror movie. A group of marines, fully armored with good ol' dependable gauss rifles, a tough force to take out if you didn't know what you were doin' and they were being butchered like cattle at the slaughter house.

As I watched the scene play out, I caught flashes of what looked like a woman with some odd carapace like skin and freaky bone wings. But the flashes were brief, lasting no longer that a second. And every time she appeared, another marine was quickly and literally, torn apart.

Then there were two marines left, one shooting his pistol like a madman, and the other one whose viewpoint I was watching from was apparently out of ammo. Then the one with the pistol was ripped apart and she leapt toward the recorder it froze on an image of the face of a woman who came straight from hell.

Kerrigan, the Queen of Blades and the one that I had to kill for my freedom.

I flicked my lighter (damn impressive if you ask me, what with me bein stuck in a suit with massive fingers) and lit up a cigar to help calm me a bit. Because after what I seen, I needed some calmin' down. Because how in hell was I supposed to kill something like that? I'm a dangerous man to be sure, but that thing was on a whole other level. I sure as hell wouldn't show it, but I was a bit afraid. If I couldn't deliver on my deal with Mengsk, I'd be lucky to just be trapped in this damn suit for the rest of my life.

Thinkin that needed a drink I turned off the screen so I could go to the cantina. But I saw a rather unwelcome face reflected on the glass.

Matt Horner, Jimmy's second in command. How the hell this overly idealistic pup managed to survive this long in the galaxy, I'll never know.

He glared at me a moment after I turned to face him.

"That's funny convict. I don't recall giving you access to our database."

This kid was so straight laced it was funny. But since he was Jimmy's second in command, I figured I shouldn't bug him too much.

"Just keepin up on current events, captian." Ok, maybe I put a little too much disdain into the word captain.

He said nothing, just walked over to the computer and pressed the on button, bringing up the Queen's face again.

Maybe I could use this to my advantage, get some more information on her from this kid. Maybe find out why Jimmy was so edgy about her. Cause whatever could get Jimmy Raynor so riled up, was worth knowing everything about for sure. Besides, Jimmy's been right about everything regardin' the zerg so far. They are some scary as hell critters and a nightmare to hold out against.

"Seems this, Queen of Blades got everybody runnin scared," I gave the kid a cocky smirk. "She don't look so tough."

"You have no idea who she is, do you Tychus?"

Jackpot. That's right kid, tell me what about this girl gets Jimmy so wound up. When Mengsk had me released, he had given me quite the briefing, I learned in a day that the Confederacy had been replaced by the Dominion, that some emperor was callin' the shots now. And that my old friend little Jimmy Raynor had became a freedom fighter. That was almost as funny as hearin' he became a marshal after I went to prison. And then there was the whole bit about first contact with aliens. The protoss and the zerg. Hell when I heard about this I started wonderin' if I was dreamin' in my cryo tube. Then he made me the offer, kill the Queen, go free. But he obviously didn't tell me everything, so I'd have to fill in the gaps myself.

"Don't matter to me none."

The kid became deep in thought for a moment. Probably deciding how much he should tell me. After a moment he turned away and started lookin out the viewport.

"Well it matters to Jim. They were…close once."

Close with that? Was my first thought as I looked back at the damn hideous woman on the screen. But then I realized this explained a lot.

"Wait a minute…" I started chuckling as it clicked for me. Oh this really explained a lot.

"You're tellin' me they were shacked up?"

"Apparently she was something else. Before the zerg took her, turned her into that."

I tuned to face the screen again.

"And Jimmy feels responsible." Figures, it was just like Jimmy Raynor to blame himself for somethin like this.

"Honestly, if we have to face her again, I don't know what he'll do."

I took a long drag of my cigar and puffed it once. Feelin' much more comfortable with my deal, in what I had to do for my freedom. Surely Jimmy realized that killin' this bitch would be for the greater good. And if I was right, Jimmy would eventually lead me straight to her and I could find a way to put her down. Then I could finally go truly free, with a good load of money from these Moebius jobs and Jimmy could put the past behind him, bein' none the wiser that I made a deal with the devil that he hated so much.

"Woman like that," I said as I brought my cigar closer to the screen. "There's only one thing to do," and put it out right between her eyes.