Author's Note: I don't own Starcraft
Heroes' Stories
Calamity the Colossus
Ah, it is done. The protoss engineer exclaimed in delight. The crowd behind him all emanated thoughts of relief and delight. The first colossus to ever exist on this sector had been built. Its magnificent thermal lances shone in the moon light. The protoss were happy that most of the work was done. Let's name it! One expressed his thought. What for? Said another. It is a symbol of our achievement after all these years.
But we don't need to name it!
What is the matter of a simple creation of identity?
It is a machine. It is thoughtless.
It is a symbol of our hard work. It is worthy to be named.
Name a-
Silence. We will name it Calamity, a worthy name for a deadly machine.
The chief engineer silenced everyone, and that was it. Instead of Mark 1, or prototype, it was called Calamity. Centuries later it would remember…..
It pondered about its name as it remembered the creation of itself and the naming. It had been one of the first colossus to ever get named. But long after when it's more magnificent copies had been made, it had been forgotten, and put in the dusty shelves of history that would never be celebrated again. It had watched in silence the Kalathai Intercession, and it had also witnessed its brothers and sisters being sent into the deep, dark waters, sealed and perhaps never to be opened. It had even survived the Brood War, and here it was, in the middle of Aiur, but Aiur wasn't the only planet it had visited. It had been a stowaway in several Warp prisms, unknown to others. It had seen and it had surpassed a machine; now it could think, although it would never know why. It began climbing a near cliff, pointlessly wandering among the ruins of Scion, at least among the ruins that the Zerg had left uninfested. There was no point in its life, yet it kept on surviving, knowing that it had a purpose, which was undiscovered. Calamity thought-no, knew-that it had some kind of purpose.
Suddenly the ground beneath it moved, and a dozen hydralisks sprung up. Another two dozen zerglings unburrowed and charged towards Calamity, and the colossus quickly fired a volley of penetrator blasts, which combusted the zerglings. Then it fried the rest of the hydralisks with a cleanser ray, a continuous blue ray that was deadly. He had obtained these weapons by the fortunate encounter of the remains of a carrier flagship. By attaching new weapons from its engineering bay, along with its intelligence, it became deadlier than 10 colossi combined.
Another group of Zerg was heading towards his direction. It wondered if it should slaughter them, but decided against it and moved on. Rather than wasting energy on the petty minions, it would search for the primary hive and destroy it instead. The machine would suffer, but after all, it was a hit-and-run objective. It would cleanse at least a small part of the beautiful city of Scion. The colossus carefully searched for traces of creep and Zerg. It finally located the main hive and hid in a cliff nearby, and observed two spore crawlers and 5 spine crawlers. Elimination of the spore crawlers was unnecessary. It would decimate the creep tumor surrounding the defensive structures, effectively killing them, and charge to the hive, shoot powerful Reaver scarabs to try to destroy as many hive clusters as he can.
It commenced with its plan, climbing the cliff and crisply burnt few Zerg that guarded it. The Procton plates shielding its entire structure enabled it to survive the spore and spine crawlers' attacks. When it reached the Hive, as according to plan, it dispatched Reaver scarabs to the main hive, and of course, along with a few hatcheries, combusted in to a sickly mess. Calamity also destroyed a few spine crawlers and a baneling nest, which put the overlords in alert. Calamity realized that its shields were dangerously low. Since it had achieved its goal, it had to extract itself. Rushing up the cliff it came down from, it moved with not speed, but agility, dodging spine crawlers and various other Zerg creatures that tried to block its way but miserably failing.
Calamity noticed that the creep was slowly receding. That was excellent. The Zerg had counted on the hive to produce creep. Calamity kept on kiting the Zerg, stopping to fricasse them crisply in to ashes often. Of course, it was not necessary to. But it wished to eliminate as much of these vermin as it could. Suddenly, he heard a fiersum hoor behind his back. Something that chilled his mechanical vertebrae.