This fan fiction is based on the video game StarCraft and more on the book series StarCraft- Nova. Also, this fan fiction is considered an M rating (mostly due to language/profanity, violence, and gore).I will attempt at posting every week, but don't hold that against me, I am very forgetful. I hope you enjoy the fan fiction and would welcome any kind of review, whether it is positive or negative. NOTE- this series will be from 2 different viewpoints.

Chapter 1

Daniel

Day 1- 17:34:21

Dominion Ghost Daniel Torrovois

124th Dominion Marine Regiment

Inflight to the Corrina

The dropships intercoms buzz to life and repeated the same line it's been saying for the past 20 minutes. "5 minutes till docking at the Corrina". I look at the ceiling and put my back against the neosteal walls of the dropship as the marines around me prepare themselves to board. After a few seconds, I eventually slide down to a sitting position and rest my head against the neosteal plating of the dropship and close my eyes. I was hoping to zone out the noise of the soldiers thought's and the clatter of their suits, but that lasts less than a minute when someone walked up to me and shook me awake. I opened my eyes to see who it is. It was a tall dark haired man, skinny but fit and definitely in good shape (then again, he should be fit). He had on a sleek fiber suit, the same suit I had on, that made him look almost ripped.

"Hey kid, get up. Dropships landing in 5 and we need to look 'nice' for the colonel" he says, a little sarcasm in his tone.

I chuckle and lean my head against the neosteal shell and close my eyes again. "That message has been on replay for the past 20 minutes, I highly doubt we are landing soon" I reply with an unnecessary attitude in it. I hope he doesn't take that the wrong way.

Of course, as I predicted he took it the wrong way. Newcomers got an attitude. Sometimes being a Psionic has its perks, like for the purpose it served just then. "I just got word from the pilots not too long ago. 5 minutes, you better be ready kid. The Dominion doesn't take new Ghosts with shitty attitudes nicely". After that brief talk, he walks away and spreads the news to the others.

I sigh briefly. His last comment doesn't faze me. Instead, it makes me laugh a little inside. I am pretty sure most Dominion officers fear a ghost who can read their thoughts or even kill them without touching them. I attempt to zone out the chattering mind of the marines, but it seems impossible. There are a total of 10 marines in here, along with the 2 others Ghost. The nonstop chatter of their thoughts makes me have headaches that make my head feel like it's splitting in half. I wonder if the food on the ship is good... Let's hope that… These flicking Ghost better not be in my head…Oh good, the colonel is apparently a complete ass…

I receive another shake from someone. I open my eyes once again to see that it's not the Ghost from before. The man is tall, taller than the Ghost who initially bothered me, bald extremely buff, and has a noticeable tattoo on his right shoulder (It looks similar to a Hydralisk, but I can't assume that). He doesn't seem to have the suit on like the other marines do, but I guess he has a choice of whether he wants to wear the armor now or later. He gives me a look that shows he is a hardened veteran. Instantly, I get his name and rank just by the thoughts off the top of his head. His name is Sergeant James Randolf, 5 years in the Dominion Marine Corps. He even kept count of how many Zerg he has killed, total of 213 according to him.

"Get up, dropship landed. You and your Ghosts need to meet up with the colonel ASAP. Urgent shit apparently" he finally says.

I nod and start to get up from the spot I was in and grab my C-10 Canister rifle. Right as I get up and start walking away I get a shove from behind me. I glance behind me while still walking toward the exit of the ship. That damn marine must have done it. I didn't understand why he, or whoever it was, did it until I scanned the room for any thoughts that might have a reasonable answer. Damn Ghost, they basically like Mengsk's pet. I should have killed that flicker the first day I saw him. That sent a shiver down my spine and a warning flag telling me to stay away from him. Funny, I don't remember seeing him the day I was taken from Agria. Then again, I guess I shouldn't since I did get a "memory wipe". Though, it seems as though my memories are coming back. They might want to fix that.

The Ghost I saw not too long ago is standing a few feet away from the dropship and was tapping his foot impatiently. I guess making him wait, plus what happened early on the ship, made him extremely pissed. However, he is keeping his anger back and showing he can hold his composure. The other Ghost just stands there, C-10 Canister rifle at his side and waiting for me to get out the dropship.

"Agent X649812D, I am beginning to doubt you. Your records say you're an outstanding Psionic and a competent soldier, but my own personal experience with you is showing different" he says as I get out of the dropship.

At first, I ignore the comment he made. I didn't care how he thought of me. However, my point of view changed when I forgot I am not on the streets anymore, and these first impressions mattered. "My apologies… sir? I did not mean to come out so negative to you" I reply.

"Quit spewing bullshit to me kid. I have dealt with newcomers like you plenty of times before. There all the same" he says.

I am taken aback by his comment. Did he really see right through my lie? And what does he mean by when he said that all newcomers are the same? I try to search his thought, see what he meant, but I noticed the Psi Screen he is wearing and figured trying would be pointless, considering no random thoughts were coming from him. I should have remembered that all the Ghosts have Psi Screens, comes with the gear.

"Alright then, now that's cleared, let's head out. I am guessing that you two don't know where to go." He waits for a reply. I just stare at the other newcomer. I have already looked at his files. Agent X913423C, he was in my graduating class in Ghost training. His real name is Travis Hollens and he wasn't the best in our class. He did manage to finish the final test, which really surprised me. I never took the chance to look into the other Ghosts I was with, probably should have. I might do that later so I can get a heads up on the rest of my "team" before we get to any mission. It would probably help if I got this info so I don't go pissing the rest of my team off. "Good, alright then follow me. I guess I will have to be your tour guide on this ship" he says. "It's not like most Dominion ships, so I figured you would need assistance navigating this one. Now, don't want to keep the colonel waiting, especially this one." His last few words he seemed to say under his breath, like he regrets being on this ship. I am guessing the other Ghost noticed too, because he gave me a weary look. We both knew something wasn't right if the veteran seem to be worried.

I hope you enjoyed the first chapter. This is my first try at fan fiction, so I hope it doesn't seem too cheesy or boring. It you do feel that my story was a little boring or cheesy, please feel free to post a review of what you think I should improve or add in.