It was four months after Amon was defeated by the mortal races of the universe. Zerg, Terrans, and Protoss alike had all united together, in what was a seemingly impossible alliance for their cause, to defeat the fallen Xel'Naga and his army of hybrids. All three races were in terrible economic shape from this grand battle, and their respective militaries weren't looking any better. Kerrigan's Swarm, althought small in comparison to the entire alliance, had been the tipping point for the battle. If not for her, the Swarm would have been used against them, sealing their fate.
Protoss and Terrans alike, who once loathed Kerrigan for her past treacheries, have cooled down somewhat on their hatred towards her. Sure, there was still plently who wanted her dead, but many saw what part she had to play in the battle against Amon. The smart ones saw through the hatred, and realized that if it weren't for her, they would all most likely be dead now.
The Protoss had finally come together and found middle ground on many of their political issues. With Executor Artanis leading those of the Khalai, and Praetor Zeratul leading the Dark Templar, the Protoss were able to combine the powers of the Khalai and the Void to better assist them and the alliance in the fight for the universe.
Raynor and his raiders have now combined forces with the "new" Dominion, under Valerian Mengsk. Although good-hearted, Valerian feels he still hasn't earned the trust of all his people yet. With a father like his in power for so long, many things would need to be changed in the system to insure stability. Valerian had decided that the dominion ghost program MUST be changed at all costs. This was just one of the many adjustments he had to make if he wanted to be a better leader than his father.
Kerrigan sat on her leviathan, in what would be considered the main control room on the Hyperion. She still had control over the Swarm, with Zagara second in command. The Swarm has evolved greatly since before the war. Abathur has produced many new strains of Zerg to experiment with.
However, she wasn't interested anymore. She could care less about what kind of strain Abathur comes up with tommorrow, or how strong the Swarm is getting. The battle was over, and she was still alive. She had no more desire to lead the Swarm, and she wanted out. All she could think about these past months was Jim Raynor. How she longed to see him again. When she left him at the wreckage after killing Mengsk, she truly believed that was the last time she would ever see him. Not in a million years had she expected to survive this whole ordeal.
"Izsha, bring me Zagara. I have important matters to discuss with her." ordered Kerrigan to her servant.
"Yes, my queen." she obediently responded.
Moments, later, Zagara came crawling out of the evolution pit.
"What is it you wish to talk about, my queen?" Zagara asked.
"Come, we will talk privately. That means you, Izsha. So, don't come popping out of the wall or anything while we are discussing what we need to discuss, do you understand?" Kerrigan warned.
"Yes, my queen."
Kerrigan lead Zagara to a secluded part of the leviathan. It was very quiet here, no doubt an abandoned testing ground for Abathur's experiments. She was just going to tell Zagara flat out what was going to happen, no sugar coating.
"Zagara, you will be the new leader of the Swarm starting tommorrow. I've taught you well, and I've told you in the past that one day you would lead. Tommorrow is that day." Kerrigan stated simply.
"But, my queen, you are-" "Enough, Zagara. This is your fate. This is what you wanted from the beginning, is it not? You are strong enough to lead the Swarm properly. Just remember to have vision, like I taught you. Do not start wars without a good reason, and do not act greedy. If you follow these steps, you and the Swarm will live on forever."
"My queen, I don't understand you." she stated. "You are the best choice to lead the Swarm, and yet you want to leave? Why?" she probed.
"Zagara, even if I explained it to you perfectly, you just wouldn't understand. You couldn't understand, because of who you are. It's not hardwired in your brain to understand this subject, so do not let me catch you questioning it again." Kerrigan said firmly.
"This is because of the Terran "love", is it not?" Zagara was one of the smarter broodmothers for a reason.
Kerrigan shot her a death glare, and the conversation ended quickly.
"You're right, my queen. I will never understand it, and I also see that your mind cannot be changed at this point. I will lead the Swarm, but do not expect the same results to come to fruition as they did when you lead us."
Kerrigan nodded and parted ways. She mentally thanked Zagara for cooperating with her, for she could find nobody else in the Swarm that was capable of leading it. She quickly made her way towards the neared landing pod on the leviathan and started in the direction of the Hyperion.
In a dark corner of the room where Zagara and Kerrigan just talked, a cockroach like figure with a female physique could be seen hanging from the ceiling, taking in everything that just happened. The figure silently withdrew herself back into the ceiling of the leviathan, dissapearing from sight.
