Prologue Fleeing
Tarsonis; the capital world of the Confederacy of Man; it's the center of political, economic, and military power throughout the confederacy. First founded in 2323 after a convoy of ships from earth crashed after thirty years of nonstop travel in hyperspace. The Confederacy began to grow in size and power as it colonized over a dozen worlds and eventually fought and defeated the Kel-Morian Combine in the Guild wars. For years the power of Tarsonis has been so great that even as the outer colonies such as Mar Sara and Chau Sara fell no one doubted for one second that such a fate would ever befall Tarsonis. On February 17 the rebel group Sons of Korhal began an invasion of Tarsonis; despite their capturing of orbital platforms and several squads landing on the surface no one ever thought anything would come of it. Than the Zerg came. The relentless swarm overwhelmed and destroyed the Confederate defenses in a matter of days and despite assistance from another alien group known as the Protoss there was little they could do to save the planet. After the death of the Old Families and the senate the military command collapses in to chaos; with no one leading the Confederate army units begin to splinter over what to do; some try to flee the planet while others tried to defend the civilians heading to the spaceport. Up in space the situation is just as bad.
Aboard the Confederate warship Bliskner Commodore Adama stares intently at the ship tactical screen. The situation around Tarsonis is deteriorating fast as more and more Zerg swarmed the planet; to make matters worse the Confederate we had been completely shattered and all the admirals had either been killed or fled the system. Adama had decided that he would stay and protect the civilian as they fled as well as carrying out operations to retrieve Confederate soldiers on the ground. So far he has been successful in both operations; the time was running out and more and more Confederate ships were either been destroyed or leaving the system. Still Adama had fifteen battle cruisers under his command and he would make the best of what he had.
"Lieutenant what the status of evacuation?"
"About 95% complete. Right now waiting on the last few drop ships from the planet."
"What about civilians?"
"The last ship Mammoth has already left the surface it is in the upper atmosphere; it'll be clear of Tarsonis's gravity well in three-minute."
"Excellent; once the Mammoth clears the system and the last of the drop ships on board we will-."
Suddenly the ship's tactical officer begins to shout, "Sir there is a massive wave of Zerg heading into the system directly in the path of the mammoth."
"Time to intercept?"
"One minute thirty-seconds."
Adama slams his hand on the console. "Damn! Change of plans; send word to the Hamilton to continue with recovery operations of all remaining drop ships. Everyone else is the formal line in front of the mammoth; were going to clear the road for them.
The bridge crew response all I want with a "yes sir" and begins going about accomplishing their orders.
The battle cruisers quickly move and form wedge in front of the mammoth; as one all batteries on each of the ships begins firing. In front of them Scourges and Mutilisks hungrily fly towards the ships; many are killed by the fire of the battleships, however some Scourges make it through and begin ramming themselves into the battleships. Eventually the toll starts to become too much as one of the battleships in the middle of the wedge explodes; other battle cruiser have also sustained heavy damage and are on fire in several parts of the ship. Despite this the wedge continues to plow through the Zerg and soon reached the other side of the swarm. The moment they are pass the Zerg the mammoth jumps in hyperspace.
"What's the status of the Hamilton?" Adama asks.
"She's already left the system sir."
"There's nothing more to be done here. Issue a message to all remaining ships in the system that they should flee and had to the rendezvous point. Helm engaged jump drive and take us out of here."
"Aye sir." As the Bliskner's jump drive begins to start up Adama takes one last long look at Tarsonis. The planet had been his home for thirty years and now he would probably never set foot on it ever again.
