A demonic oasis found amidst the chasm of dimensions, bound into the foreign solar system by fluctuating effergies.
The air was thick and lacked moisture, caused by the formulating condensation overhead. Silhouetted figures shuffled
through alien vegetation. A row of metallic structures facing east in order to safe-guard the expansion base from
further Zerg penetration. A massive aircraft loomed overhead casting a monsterous shadow upon the busy patrons, the
characters 'XZ32' etched in several places; it's round shape a tell-tale sign of science vessel machinery. Droplets
of water fell from the skies, discolored and grim, deprived of its usual glow by sheets of gray and black. Heavy clouds
had been split by a stream of blinding light, emitting heat equivalent to that of the sun's surface. A boisterous
roar ensued, but it was not another one of nature's gifts. Smoke arose from a single canister rifle, visible for mere
moments by the explosion which propelled the high velocity projectile into the cranium of an unsuspecting zergling.
These ferocious creatures, twice the size of earth's canine unit, had been siezed by a mounting sensation of fear,
unsure of where it was the slaughtering round had originated from. An unremitting swoosh followed and revealed an
entire fleet of psychically enhanced 'Ghosts', which were the unit of choice against these mindless drones. Glowing
beams of blue, green and red whipped in and out of view until each were fixated upon atleast one of the disfigured
creatures.
"Hrrahss.." An elongated tongue had been placed between rows of massive teeth, followed by a series of
vibrations creating an audible hissing sound. "Hesshkk.." And another, one by one the creatures retreated in a futile
attempt to prevent premature death. This of course would have no significance considering the fact that they could be
replaced within a matter of minutes, but increasing the number of kills on record could ultimately lead to legendary
demise, whether it be death from natural causes or during battle, an extraordinary story will be formed and be spoken
of for the years to come.
"Ghost reporting, we've made contact with the zerg minions, requesting permission to destroy."
" 'Negative, Colonel Wilson wants you back at base as soon as possible. He says they're retreating le--' "
"Connection was lost, boys. Happy trails."
Deafening roars enraptured the whole of the region, bullets sprayed in every which direction, tearing whole
limbs from their already lifeless bodies. An acidic substance splattered across the barren terrain, burning gaping
holes into the planet's surface, apparently their blood was meant to kill others even after death. This, however,
did little to stop the complete attack upon the handicapped Zerg fleet. One by one, the terran units fell back into
a cloaking state, moving freely with liquidic motions and serpentine grace, almost as though they were forced invisible
by sheets of transparent gel. These priveleges were allowed to be enjoyed for mere moments as the 'Ghosts' as they
were called fell back into visibility.
".. No .."
"What's going on? What's happening?"
"Sorry kid, but look up."
As the youngest of the troops raised his head a massive creature was seen, five hundred feet wide by five hundred
feet long, casting a billowing shadow upon the troop of 60. Large rocks and clouds of dust had been sent freely into
the sky as subterranean spikes surfaced at an astonishing speed ripping the Terran fleet to shreds in a matter of
seconds. A thick crimson fluid created a rather humbling effect, glistening beneath the subtle rays of moon light which
were slowly coming into view as the clouds parted. Shots rang out from amidst the bunkers, but clearly not enough to
hold off the approaching 'demons'. The mountains were overrun by activity and forced endless nights..
The air was thick and lacked moisture, caused by the formulating condensation overhead. Silhouetted figures shuffled
through alien vegetation. A row of metallic structures facing east in order to safe-guard the expansion base from
further Zerg penetration. A massive aircraft loomed overhead casting a monsterous shadow upon the busy patrons, the
characters 'XZ32' etched in several places; it's round shape a tell-tale sign of science vessel machinery. Droplets
of water fell from the skies, discolored and grim, deprived of its usual glow by sheets of gray and black. Heavy clouds
had been split by a stream of blinding light, emitting heat equivalent to that of the sun's surface. A boisterous
roar ensued, but it was not another one of nature's gifts. Smoke arose from a single canister rifle, visible for mere
moments by the explosion which propelled the high velocity projectile into the cranium of an unsuspecting zergling.
These ferocious creatures, twice the size of earth's canine unit, had been siezed by a mounting sensation of fear,
unsure of where it was the slaughtering round had originated from. An unremitting swoosh followed and revealed an
entire fleet of psychically enhanced 'Ghosts', which were the unit of choice against these mindless drones. Glowing
beams of blue, green and red whipped in and out of view until each were fixated upon atleast one of the disfigured
creatures.
"Hrrahss.." An elongated tongue had been placed between rows of massive teeth, followed by a series of
vibrations creating an audible hissing sound. "Hesshkk.." And another, one by one the creatures retreated in a futile
attempt to prevent premature death. This of course would have no significance considering the fact that they could be
replaced within a matter of minutes, but increasing the number of kills on record could ultimately lead to legendary
demise, whether it be death from natural causes or during battle, an extraordinary story will be formed and be spoken
of for the years to come.
"Ghost reporting, we've made contact with the zerg minions, requesting permission to destroy."
" 'Negative, Colonel Wilson wants you back at base as soon as possible. He says they're retreating le--' "
"Connection was lost, boys. Happy trails."
Deafening roars enraptured the whole of the region, bullets sprayed in every which direction, tearing whole
limbs from their already lifeless bodies. An acidic substance splattered across the barren terrain, burning gaping
holes into the planet's surface, apparently their blood was meant to kill others even after death. This, however,
did little to stop the complete attack upon the handicapped Zerg fleet. One by one, the terran units fell back into
a cloaking state, moving freely with liquidic motions and serpentine grace, almost as though they were forced invisible
by sheets of transparent gel. These priveleges were allowed to be enjoyed for mere moments as the 'Ghosts' as they
were called fell back into visibility.
".. No .."
"What's going on? What's happening?"
"Sorry kid, but look up."
As the youngest of the troops raised his head a massive creature was seen, five hundred feet wide by five hundred
feet long, casting a billowing shadow upon the troop of 60. Large rocks and clouds of dust had been sent freely into
the sky as subterranean spikes surfaced at an astonishing speed ripping the Terran fleet to shreds in a matter of
seconds. A thick crimson fluid created a rather humbling effect, glistening beneath the subtle rays of moon light which
were slowly coming into view as the clouds parted. Shots rang out from amidst the bunkers, but clearly not enough to
hold off the approaching 'demons'. The mountains were overrun by activity and forced endless nights..