Chapter 1: You crash-landed? XD
A/N: Sorry if I won't get all the names right. I'm a German dude and have to look up some English names of certain things. For example Berstling: baneling. Sorry if Raynor is OOC.
When Raynor woke up, he didn't know anything for a few minutes except his name. He had a head injury, which had been bleeding badly. The blood already dried up, being sticky and all. He leaned back in his chair, the only thing that seemed to be intact.
His memories slowly came back to him. They had been on Castanar, the secret laboratory Mengsk built up. Of course it was impossible for Terrans alone to create one of those monsters he'd seen in Zeratul's crystal. He mentally waved the thought off. It was more important to recollect how he got here, wherever here was.
That's right, there had been a big freighter of the Hercules class, but there had been a little problem. He wanted to be the last one to enter, but the Protoss-Zerg-Hybrid had been already approaching. He had given orders for them to retreat, while he looked for another way out. The Hybrid had been distracted by the large ship escaping.
Raynor wanted to find a save place, where his boys could pick him up. The thing was, the whole facility exploded and he still didn't found a way out. He was cut off, when he noticed an empty Viking.
Well, he wasn't the best pilot, but he'd learned to be adaptive during his time as a low live, yet successful thief. On one of his trips he found the jukebox now hanging in the Hyperion cantina, the trip where he and Tychus almost got caught, because of said jukebox and not because of the guards.
He shook his head. Piloting the Viking had been more difficult than he imagined, plus he'd been thrown away by the shockwave of the explosion and was thrown straight into a black hole, before one of the more experienced pilots could pick him up with another flyer.
He thought he'd die, but instead he was now sitting in his stolen Viking, which looked like two brutalisks played soccer with it. At least the distress signal was still working and it would least for five years. Considering he went through a black hole, no one would belief he survived the trip. He wondered if Sarah would find out, would a part of her actually be sad?
"Well, no use sitting around and thinking about the past and the what ifs." he said to himself. Picking up the first aid kid, a gun, several rations, a few water bottles, putting everything in a bag, he opened the hatch and climbed out of the Viking. He was in some kind of forest, which was good, because it meant plants and animals he could eat. He could hear the sound of a river nearby.
He could use the Viking as a place to stay for bad weather and maybe use the machine guns just in case something big decided he was a nice appetizer.
He went to the sound from where he could hear the river and found a pretty large one. The water was clear, but he'd prefer the water in his bottles until he made sure there was no poison or something that made him sick was in it. As far as he could tell he was on an unknown planet. Who knows, there was a good chance he wasn't in the Korpolu sector anymore.
He decided to look around in a small perimeter so he at least knew his nearby environment. He found wolf traces, traces of a normal animal! "You don't see this very often." he said to himself. Wolfs originally came from earth. The only wolfs in the sector he came from could be seen in zoos, somehow surviving the entire wars his kind had with each other, even before the Zerg and Protoss were discovered.
Wolfs meant there were other animals, plant eaters in this wood confirming Raynors first assumptions of being able to survive on his own. Once he had no more bullets, he'd have to learn to use a bow, in case traps wouldn't be good enough.
He wandered a little more around, memorizing the area around the crash-landing spot. He was exhausted after two hours, no wonder after all he recently went through. He marched back to his flyer, deciding today he would eat one of the military rations, mentally preparing for the junk that was inside the can.
He used the small heater inside to get the grey mush, which was supposed to be something made off potatoes, warm. No matter what, this stuff was easier to get down when it was warmed up. He thought about his situation, while munching down his meal, but he came to the same conclusion, no matter how often he thought over his situation. If the signal would not reach someone, he'd be trapped forever on this planet, alone with the wildlife.
A sudden rustle from the nearby bushes took his attention. He instinctively grabbed his gun and pointed it towards the bushes. There was a little louder rustle and then it stopped all of the sudden.
"Probably just a curios animal." he mumbled, resuming to his so called meal. It was around ten minutes later the rustling returned, followed by 5 zerglings coming out of them. Raynor instinctively picked his gun again and wanted to shoot the oversized insects, when he was struck down by a 6th zergling.
The creature pinned the rebel leader on the ground, while one of his buddies snatched his gun away. Now that was uncommon for the zerg. Normally they killed their prey in an instant, except they were lead by someone and Raynor knew only one person who was the leader of the entire zerg race.
The zergling, he noticed a scar on his right eye, jumped off from him. The one with the gun in his mouth waved his head, like motioning him to follow. Knowing he had no other choice, Raynor followed the zerglings into the woods. After 15 minutes he heard the creep under his feet. Something which surprised him was that the plant life was totally unharmed. Normally the creep was so toxic, it killed other life immediately. Was Kerrigan experimenting on this planet or something?
They soon arrived at a clearing, where a Hatchery was positioned. Around it, Raynor found a spawning pool and an evolutionary chamber. The only units he saw were zerglings, drones and overlords.
"This base must be an outpost or the zerg just arrived here." he concluded. He jumped, when one of the zergs scratched his leg. It motioned its head towards the evolutionary chamber as Raynor heard two voices approaching.
"Would you mind stopping to jump around?" an annoyed, male, teenage voice spoke. He could hear an excited, female, teenage voice. "Sorry~! It's just totally exciting we're going to meet Jim Raynor in person!" the voice squealed.
"Keep your fangirl down, 'kay? If we ever meet Kerrigan in person, she's gonna rip you apart, just for being his fangirl. And I'll end up as a practice dummy for her hydras."
Two teens came out of the woods, near the chamber. One was a girl with blonde hair, white skin city people had, blue eyes, wearing a blue pullover with a parody painting (Carbot Animation XD) of a zergling on it, blue jeans and black shoes made for outside.
The boy had short black hair, the same skin color, a grey vest, open, a t-shirt with an arrow pointing at his head with the writing: 'This space is unoccupied.' He also wore little darker jeans than the girl's and white sport shoes. Their clothes looked a little ripped apart. The boy also had a pipe in one of his hands.
All in all, the two didn't mind the zerg around them. Even more, the zergling who snatched Raynor's colt moved towards the girl and she bent down and picked it up. She petted the ling who in response rubbed its back on her legs.
"Sorry about all that, I just wanted to make sure you don't shot any of my babies."
Raynor almost fell over. The same went for the boy. "That sounded so wrong in so many ways." he said while bending over, sweating.
The girl giggled and gave the zergling a few last strokes, before she tapped him on the back, like you would do with a dog. The ling left, doing whatever he had to do.
The boy sighed, taking the advantage. "Anyways, the name is Ray Silvers, from earth. This is Claire Nights, from earth too and for whatever reason boss of the Zerg around here."
Raynor swallowed the information, but kept his face. Now he really had seen it all. "Jim Raynor, but from what I heard, you've heard about me already."
"About that..." Ray took out a really old modeled thing: a laptop. Raynor raised an eyebrow. "Just a sec, you'll understand when I show you."
"Dropping the bomb that early?" Claire asked.
"Alright." Ray turned his laptop around and on the screen was a program opened, called Starcraft 2. He went to a section called portrays and Raynors jaw hit the ground. There were pictures of him, Zeratul, Kerrigan, all kind of units from all the three races.
"What the hell?" he stuttered.
"Maybe we should sit down?" Claire suggested. They lead him towards a rock, which was not overgrown with creep and sat down on it, explaining a few things to Raynor.
"Well, we don't exactly know how we ended up here or on what planet we're in general. Where we came from, everything Zerg, Terrans, Protoss are races you can chose in the game Starcraft. The main story includes you, Zeratul, Tassadar, Kerrigan, Mengsk and so on. Got the basics?" Ray asked.
"Am I under morpheme in sickbay?" Raynor asked in return. The two teens snorted and started to laugh. "Sorry, we pinched ourselves so often, this ain't a dream." Claire said.
"Okay." Raynor calmed himself down. "Let's consider this is all true, it means you know what will happen in the future, correct?"
"To a certain extinct. You see, Legacy of the Void wasn't released when we got here, the Protoss campaign. So, if you tell us what happened before you got here, we might enlighten you." Ray explained. "What was the last mission you were on?"
Raynor couldn't belief he was actually holding this kind of conversation. He seriously needed a drink, but then he was reminded, he had no access to alcohol for the time being.
"We found a secret laboratory with a Hybrid."
"Ah, got it. But how did you end up here? You were supposed to flee back with the Hercules."
Raynor told them his story in short of hoe he didn't have time to flee and how he ended up stealing a Viking and being sucked into a black hole. The teens' jaws hit the ground.
"You survived being sucked into a black hole?! Compared to that, being struck by lightning and ending up here seems fairly normal." Claire exclaimed.
"What?!" Raynor exclaimed. "I think we should tell you our story, but tomorrow. It's getting dark." None of the other two had noticed the sun setting already. Claire handed Raynor over his gun. "Promise you won't shoot any of my Zerg, got it?" she sounded a little intimidating.
"Hey, where are you going?" he asked.
"The Hatchery." Claire stated as a matter of fact. "Are you insane?!"
"I'm the queen of this swarm, nothing will happen to any of us, at least no one prov-" she stopped suddenly and her head jolted towards a direction. Raynor noticed the Zerg getting aggressive. The Zerglings took on formation to protect the buildings.
"You better get out of the way." she said to him.
"What is it?" he asked.
"We're under attack." Ray said, swinging his pipe over his shoulder. Raynor took out his gun and prepared himself mentally. Nothing could prepare him for what happened next. Some green, muscular creatures came out of the woods. They had moss all over their body, which was most likely there to give them extra stealth in the woods. They had paintings on their faces, like Indians from the old earth.
"Trolls?" Claire asked no one in particular.
"We're on Azeroth? Well shit." Ray rolled his eyes. "Wait something's off. They don't attack just like this." he suddenly realized. On cue, from the different trees axes and spears flow towards the zerg. Claire simply tch-ed. The zerg attacked and even before they reached the woods, screams of pain could be heard from there. Body parts were almost raining from the trees. Eventually everything calmed down.
"I had some Zerg buried inside the woods." Claire explained to the rebel leader. Meanwhile a few drones came out of the hatchery and started carrying the body parts inside the building.
"What were those things?" Raynor asked.
Ray sighed. "Looks like we landed in yet another video game."
The two explained a video game called Warcraft to Raynor and gave him the basic storyline. The sun was almost down. "You can come in or sleep outside. Your choice." Claire said and walked into the Hatchery. Ray followed suit, yawning and rubbing his eyes.
Raynor wasn't too sure what to think of all this, but he knew one thing: he'd be damned if he'd spent the night inside a Hatchery. He walked back to the landing, sorry, crashing sight. "Home sweet home." he mumbled. Not the best place to sleep, but at least it was dry and nothing organic.
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Hyperion Bridge
"Damn it!" Matt Horner normally never lost his composure, but the situation was anything but normal. Their commander just had been sucked into a black hole, which could be considered he was dead.
Of course no one ever entered a black hole, but it was most likely suicidal. "Just when we actually made progress." Matt muttered.
The mood on the Hyperion was completely down because of the missing commander. He was the one who motivated them all to fight the dominion.
Tosh had been trying all day to locate the commander with the help of his psi-abilities, but he couldn't find him, meaning he was either out of reach or dead.
Officially the commander was missing. Matt knew how slim the chances actually were that the commander actually survived the trip. The chances were beyond zero. Matt now knew how his commander felt when they started the revolution. They'd burned down some outposts and patrols, but actually the only thing they were doing was waiting for Mengsk to find them and jump to a new hiding spot. It was then, when the commander received the dreams from Kerrigan being held by the Zerg, but that was another story.
Matt had to do something, but what could he actually do? It was a black hole, he doubted even Protos ships could get unharmed through something like this.
There was nothing to do at the moment. They collected all the artifact pieces and now waited for Moebius to give them an exchange location. Matt shook his head. Moebius could wait, their commander was top priority. Until someone brought him Raynor's corpse he wouldn't belief he was dead.
He pressed some buttons on the console in front of him. "Stetman, Swann, to the bridge, now." he ordered. The other raiders at the bridge were surprised by his harsh tone. Matt had an idea. It was doomed to not work, but if anyone could bring it to work it was the two specialists of the Hyperion.
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Azeroth; Jim's stolen Viking
It was far from the best sleep he ever had, sitting upright the whole time. Jim considered sleeping on the grass, as long as it wouldn't rain. He found his gun (by the way, the ammo for his main weapon was at 0) and literally fell out of the Viking.
He dusted his pants off and thought about his situation. He was on a planet called Azeroth, a planet which contained a handful intelligent, but not very far advanced species. Next there was a teenage girl from an earth of the 21st century and where he was a mere video game character. Said girl controlled a bunch of Zerg. A boy who seemed to be her friend, was with her and according to them, they got struck by lightning and woke up at the clearing.
Raynor had no more leads, than the two teens, so he had no choice, but to return to the Zerg base. The two knew this place better than him. Hopefully Claire wouldn't turn into a second Kerrigan.
As Jim walked the path towards the base, he came across a group of five patrolling Zerglings, who ignored him, instead of attacking him. They didn't even seem to acknowledge his presence.
When he arrived at the Hatchery, he only found Ray leaning against the main building looking something on his laptop.
"Does that thing doesn't go empty?" Raynor asked. The teen looked up. "Meh, that thing fell into the creep and now it is connected to this swarm. Somehow it doesn't need to recharge anymore."
Raynor wasn't sure what he should think of it, so he just didn't bother himself with it, but changed the subject. "Where's Claire?"
He motioned towards the Hatchery. "You see the cocoon? She decided to create a queen. The thing is, we don't have any minerals or vespene gas around, so she has to use her bio energy."
"Her what?"
"You might as well sit down. I can tell you how we got here and what happened so far."
Raynor didn't want to sit in the creep, so they walked back to the stone they sat yesterday.
"It's pretty simple." Ray began. "There was a storm outside and I was visiting Claire. Not wanting to get sucked I stayed and we played video games. I myself Warcraft and she Starcraft. A few hours later BANG!" he put his fist into his palm. "Lightning hit us. Next thing that happened, we woke up on the clearing. We looked around a bit and didn't know what the fuck to do. Claire felt something inside her and on instinct, she placed her hand on the ground and all of the sudden there's this uge jackass blob, which turned into the Hatchery."
"How...?"
Ray shrugged. "I dunno, none of us knows. Bio energy is the actual thing the Zerg use to spawn units or create buildings. Since we have no recourses, the only things that produce the crap are Claire and the Hatchery. The creep is creating the energy like plants do photosynthesis, the reason all the plants are alive. It is a symbiotic relationship. You still follow?"
Raynor nodded, although it was all hard to swallow. "Claire is still not used to get drained of so much energy at once, she needs to rest. Slowly we built up our own swarm. They bring us food, we cook it, eat it and the rest goes into the Hatchery to get some additional bio-energy. By the way, creep is tasty."
Raynor had a hard time not to gross out, when the boy took a mouthful of the creep and ate it. "Like sweets. When I first ate the stuff, I got a little infected. I'm not connected, but around 5% of my genes are Zerg."
Raynor made a mental note NOT to eat the stuff, although he never planned from the very beginning. "One day my laptop fell accidently into the stuff and look at this." He showed Raynor the screen. It was like it was connected to a satellite, showing the woods from above, but in the upper right corner was written Overlord #2.
"And this is?"
"I can like Claire look through the eyes of a Zerg in real time, talk to them via the little mike and look up information, like how much bio energy we have, numbers of troops, condition, creep spread, etc. I think I told you everything so far, except we encountered a few hostile animals. Yesterday we saw you crashlanding, while we were looking for minerals. There's not much to do around here, but now that we know where we're exactly, we need to plan ahead."
The next few hours Ray explained to Raynor the wars that had been going on in Azeroth. Now one of the Overlords was looking for any settlements to see in which stage of the wars they were in.
Raynor had a hard time to belief what he heard, but judging from what happened so far and what was going on, he had to belief the story. "You okay?" Ray asked. Raynor nodded. "It's still hard to belief this is all happening." Ray nodded understanding. "You don't want to know what kind of panic attacks I had, when this all started."
For someone who had panic attacks, he was pretty calm and collective. "So, what about you?" he asked.
"What?"
"What are you going to do now?" he asked. Raynor sighed. "Well, considering you know everything about this world and I don't know anything...I guess I have no choice but to stick around." he answered.
"That's racism."
"What?"
"Not all Zerg are the same. Most of them are controlled by someone. By the by, there's something you should know."
So Ray told Raynor everything about the fallen one and what Kerrigan had to do with all this. Raynor's eyes widened, when he heard the woman he loved was under the influence of someone. The massacres hadn't been her fault at all. It had been this Amon guy! He growled dangerously when he heard Narud was working for Amon.
"Try spelling Narud's name the other way around." Ray suggested.
Raynor didn't get it, but tried it anyways. "D-U-R-A-N. Duran!" It hit him! It had been so obvious. "The artifact is there to return Kerrigan more or less human. However a Hybrid is required for it to work. Valerian is not at fault by the way. He's a good guy compared to his father."
Ray left Raynor in his own thoughts. The rebel leader had a whole lot to think about. Ray returned to the Hatchery, finding his friend still asleep. Sighing he leaned against the fleshy wall. He'd lost count just how long they were in Azeroth, but three months seemed to be the case. He wondered how the story would change, now that Raynor was most likely considered to be dead. Obviously the Char invasion was doomed to fail. Was this the end of the raiders? How would Kerrigan react when she found out Jim had been sucked into the black hole. How would Zeratul react?
This all was important, but right now they had to focus on survival. Azeroth was a planet full of conflict, the worst part: it had been a while since he played WoW. He stopped playing after Cataclysm came out. He knew the story of Warcraft 3 and some parts of Warcraft 2 from a few books he read. They had to find out in exactly what war they landed in and what they would change. The Zerg were strong, but at the moment they had a lag of recourses, which sucked. Sure they hadn't found any settlement yet, so they could spread the creep in order to get more bio energy. The stuff they had in stock was currently 4/10000 in the hatchery and 4/100 in Claire.
The amount they'd be able to store would increase after getting an upgrade, which required 10000 bio mass and it would also give them access to new Zerg units. Anti air for example would be a good idea. More interesting was, Claire said if they were able to find new dna-sequences and bring it to the Hatchery, they would be able to use the Evolutionary Chamber to make something completely new.
Claire woke up a few minutes later finding Ray staring into the pool in the middle of the room. He noticed Claire was awake. "I told Raynor everything I know about Starcraft and Warcraft. He's sitting at the rock."
Claire nodded and closed her eyes. "The queen needs a few more hours. I'm gonna talk to Raynor."
"Sure thing."
Claire embraced the feeling of her collective. She didn't get why Ray didn't want to get fully infested to feel it. He told her he preferred to stay alone in his brain. Meh, either he was afraid or really didn't want to get connected.
The swarm greeted her. She embraced everyone inside her mind, before she walked to the rebel leader. The Zergling with the scar on his eye was watching him. She let her Zerg have individuality to a certain instinct.
"Jeez, Shotgun. Keeping an eye on our guest?" she asked. The Zergling, Ray dubbed him Shotgun for some reason and the name stuck, looked up and greeted his queen with a bow of his head. She giggled. She couldn't help herself but to think the Zerg were a cute race. Maybe it was a side effect of her becoming the queen of this swarm.
She placed herself next to Raynor. "So commander, would you like to join up?"
"Join?" he echoed.
"Not infesting or anything, just tag along. Your skills as a commander are extraordinaire and you're a good person in my book. Once we get the Leviathan unlocked, we can get you back to your crew."
"Leviathan?" he asked.
"Big badass Zerg, like a Battle Cruiser, only ten to twenty times harder. Not to mention some are able to spawn Mutalisks in the middle of a fight."
She remembered the first time she saw a Leviathan while playing Wings of Liberty. That thing got power. Give it enough support and it's even more badass. Who knows how hard it is in real life?
Raynor wasn't really listening. "Commander?"
"Call me Jim." he said with a little smile.
"Alright Jimmy-boy. Let's work together." she held out her hand. Jim shook it.
Suddenly in Claire's mind appeared a picture of a settlement, a small village. The Overlord wasn't seen by the villagers. It was hiding behind a cloud. Some workers did repairs on what seemed to be a barricade and corpses were being burned down at one end of the village. She ordered the Overlord closer, only to find out the village was bigger than she expected. It looked almost deserted. There were tons of corpse piles. She found horses and wagons being packed. She dared to let her Overlord closer, so she could hear some soldiers talking.
"These are the last people. We'll leave Andorhal for good after we escorted them to their new homes."
"Good. But I can't belief the prince did all that. I heard some of the villagers he killed didn't even ate the infected bread."
"Light, it's all the fault of this demon! Let's hope Prince Arthas will come back with its head."
"So this is where we're." Claire nodded as her mind returned to her body.
"What is it?" Raynor asked. Claire explained to Raynor what her Overlord just found out. "We're going to help them." she declared.
"Are you sure? People might think of the Zerg as demons."
"Like I care. Let's see..."
She decided to let half of her Zerglings here to guard the base and took the other half with her. She also took some drones with her, who would carry the heavy stuff with her.
"Yo guys! Looks like we're gonna get a new member!" Ray shouted. "Perfect timing." Claire smiled and walked towards the cocoon. Raynor followed. The cocoon had the one of human size and looked like it would burst any second. Ray was taking a few steps back. "I'm not going to get hit by egg splutter again." he mumbled.
The cocoon burst open and what came out was something they did not expect. She looked like Kerrigan, only was her armor blue shimmering, instead of orange. Raynor nearly got a heart attack, when he saw the Zerg-woman stepping out.
"This is like in the fanfictions, stories fanboys and fangirls write. A dude receives the power of controlling the Zerg and his queens are real beauties." Ray whispered to Raynor who snapped out of it.
The queen kneeled down in front of Claire, who smiled like a proud mother and put both hands on the queen's shoulders.
"Welcome Rose."
"My queen."
The queen stood up and waited for orders. "We're going to help some humans. At first glance it is an easy mission, but I keep having this nagging feeling inside me, it's not going to be that easy."
"Nagging feeling my queen?" Rose blinked "Humans call it gut feeling. It's like you feel something is going to happen, but you can't proof it." Claire explained with the patience of a mother.
"Fun fact of the week, the girl here has a 100% hit strike." Ray commented, glancing over to the girl. "No matter what, when this girl's gut feeling strikes in, something is always up. It's scary. She predicted the exact date the pups of her dog were born."
"If I may say something my queen?" Rose asked.
"Shoot."
"It may be you always had psionic potential, which could explain those events."
"Hmm...maybe. Well, we can talk about this later, let's get going. Rose, you come with us."
The queen bowed. "As you wish."
"You sure? Shouldn't we let her here to protect the base?" Ray asked.
"The Overlords told me, only those stupid trolls are around in a 20 mile radios. Andorhal is 30 miles away. In case anything happens, we can get back pretty fast."
"Wouldn't it be better to built up some spine crawlers and spore canons?"
"I would if we had enough energy, but for now the woods will have to do. Belief me, I don't like it either, but I want Rose with me, so she can get experience as fast as possible."
"Like we have much of that either..." Ray deadpanned. Some Overlords arrived. Drones went inside some. The Zerglings would run, because there were not enough Overlords for them. "They prefer running anyway." Claire explained to Raynor, who had a hell of a time getting everything into his brain.
An Overlord landed in front of the four, the one who would carry the four.
"You tagging along or what?" Claire asked.
"I'm never getting used to this." he mumbled.
The Overlord was big enough for the four in fact four other people could fit in. Raynor still felt uncomfortable, first being in an Overlord, second, being so near a woman who in general appearance resembled Kerrigan. Her facial features were different, a little rounder and her lips were smaller.
The Overlords here were faster than the ones Raynor was used to. He asked about it.
"Well we needed to scout the area, so I put some energy into upgrading the speed of the Overlords. We were looking for minerals and stuff or at least something we could use. The only good thing about the woods is, we can use the trees to get more bio energy and as a hiding spot. I have creep colonies stationed everywhere and while we're speaking the first once are turning into defensive buildings."
"Just admit you totally forgot about them." Ray rolled his eyes. "Arthas is going to be occupied in Northend for a while. We can't really make it in time to save him, can we?" Ray asked.
"If I remember the map correctly, considering everything is 10 to 100 times bigger than in the game World of Warcraft, including storms, the fact we have no marine units...we can warn Terenas, but why would he listen to strangers?" Claire had a worried face.
"Urrgh, like we have a chance anyway against the undead over there. I got an idea. I once read a book about Arthas. In the end after he becomes the Lich King, he's having this dream for five years. He's sitting with Ner'Zhul and the last bit of humanity in form of a little kid in a room. In the end he kills both. If we call out to that little piece, maybe with the help of some Paladins, we might get him back. Or we find a way to destroy Frostmourne."
Claire shivered. "I'm not gonna touch that sword. In the end, it'll absorb the collective."
Raynor had more than just a few questions and he was lucky the explanations took a while, so he was focused on them, instead of Rose.
"We're there." Claire announced. Raynor sighed in relief. Another minute and he would have started shooting the Overlord, no matter how high they were. Claire suddenly stared into space, meaning her mind was watching through the eyes of one of the other Zerg.
"Looks like we're going to kill some zombies." she announced with a smile, no one else in the Overlord really had a good feeling about it.
"I hate it when you grin that way."