Disclaimer: I came up with the idea for this story, but the races and some names do belong to star craft and are not mine in any way. I am not making any money off of this fan fiction so please do not sue. =) Thanks.

Prologue

During the night, the shrill sound of an alarm cut through the bleak silence. Screams of terror rose from the cities and then a new cry arose, a cry of hunger and bloodlust. The inhabitants were slaughtered. A tall man stood on the cliff overlooking the valley and watched the bloodshed.
He chuckled softly, "Look at them run. Such insignificant little fools." He picked up his mike and called head quarters. "The "experiment" was a success. Send in the recovery team." He turned his back on the Valley of Death and strolled back to his Warthog.