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The wind blew rock infested currents through the air in. The planet's geology was strange yet nonetheless a sight. The color scheme consisted of blue and its different shades. Rocks, harder than the hardest element, have a variety of unique shapes and splendor. There were rocks far beyond the know types, that captivate with just one glance. No alien or human would have the ability to turn their heads away and not study in them in awe.
However, a potent pull of psychic energy brought the just arrived visitor to a strict path that led to the core of the energy source. As he approached he had a twinge, for the energy was becoming more disruptive to his brain functions as it intensified in concentration and power. His twinge eventually led to a strong contraction of muscles, which normalized as soon as he detected something, lurking at the speed of a sloth. Suddenly, something had popped in front of him. Lateral to a rock with great girth, was a thin but long enigmatic shadow. He couldn't help but to stare at it. Puzzling was the shadow, since the two glowing eyes had seem to be real. They made the shadow seem as if that was the beings true body, as if it were tangible. The eyes, so questionable in their appearance, made his thoughts further in disarray. More specifically, their positions of their colors, the irises were dark and solid and the pupils were whiter than light. And then there were an unusual blue glow with rushes of energy running like water through them. This energy radiated as smoke to the eye.
"Who are you?" Questioned the visitor
"Part of my heart beats like yours, but the rest has a different rhythm" The humanoid figure replied.
The voice was eerie and ghostlike; it had its own echo. This made the being even more perplexing.
"I do not understand" He replied back
"In the distant years, you will"
His mind disconnected with reality. He shifted his ideas, juggling them deep inside, in search of the most reasonable meaning to the recent statements.
"I am your proctor for the journey you must undertake and for you to understand you must abide by my instructions" The shadow was sharp yet baffling.
"And with my intent to understand, what is it that I'll do in your liking if I should follow your commands?"
"Not to my liking, but to the liking of the souls that will be consumed by the malicious act of murder, Prelate Zeratul." The entity seemed to make no sense of the all the words spoken yet he had been spurred. The recent words weren't a pleasant sound hence his want to understand it all. He wondered how the thing knew his name.
"What are your instructions?" requested the visitor.
"Forge together, the enigma's of this galaxy, pluck your sights, hold them in your hand tightly and bring them to me in this exact place." It's eyes began to grow stronger and ominous.
Pain. Strong agonizing pain swallowed him whole. He felt parts of his mind on the verge of blowing out. Then the tension relaxed. His contracted muscles expanded to normal size and his mind was back on track. Yet his limbs were shaking and his motor skills were diminished, he was forced to kneel on the ground and sustain his upper body weight with one hand on the ground. Seconds passed and he found the strength to speak again.
"What guarantee do I have that what you are saying is beneficial and that you're not just trying to throw me off my course and whatnot? Why have you come to me, and not nobody else? "
"Right now I cannot give you other than words. I've already gave you what to do. It is up to your curiosity and wits to figure out whether you are doing good or wasting time."
"And what if I don't comply? You cannot just expect that I'll follow orders blindly, I am not a zerg." Retorted the old creature
"If you do not choose to comply you will reap the consequences. You are no exception to the three racial enemies. YOU will be swallowed into the dark, into oblivion" after saying that, the paranormal being vanished.
"I don't believe I have ever felt one single being's psychic energy to be so brutally engulfing."
On the bed of the prince, was a veiled lithe body. The body rose and fell at semi-quick intervals, indicating a smooth, undisturbed slumber. The room was dimly lit and a small fancy shape lantern was the source. The shadow's little visit was unforeseen. It opened its mind and called upon the sleeping prince.
"Valerian".
So phantom-like and ominous was the call. Valerian lifted his head, his body was shivering. The shadow approached his bed-side and crotched down so that it was a few centimeters below his lifted head. Valerian took his time in scanning the area, making sure what he saw wasn't an illusion by ravaging his pillows with his royal hands.
It was the flashes of constant flowing energy through stick-like shapes that induced his body to involuntarily shudder in awe. Then the same issue with the eyes occurred. Valerian couldn't rearrange his now cluttered mind to come up with a possible explanation for a shadow to have color. He clutched his bed sheets and chaffed them between his fingers in sheer terror. Silence seeped through the mood getting larger and long, until finally the prince dared to open his mouth and spoke, his voice hoarse and slightly shaky.
"What are you? Where did you come from?"
"I am your proctor for a journey you must undertake if you aspire to achieve your well deserved spot on the throne." Whispered the shadow.
Valerian shivered at the sound of the voice and then responded.
"Well that's well underway already, and anyway, how would I know you will give me the throne if I don't even know who you are?"
The shadow glared at his eyes and sent a shock of psychic energy through his spine. This evoked him to bellow out and thrust his back against his bed. His vision was hazy, his muscles ached and his groans were repetitive. The shadow's eyes popped into his vision and took away any of his courage left. Through his trauma, the being telepathically sat him sit down briskly and forcefully.
"Listen here o' venerable prince of the great dominion empire, I know your desires, your fears, your wants to avenge and repair what your father has done so far. I can lead you to a chance of prove yourself to your nation that YOU are the one, it is best to follow what I say if you are to be gratified. You mustn't be ignorant! "The voice rose up to a monstrous sound and Valerian yelped in pain as his body was harshly abused by surges of powerful energy.
The shadow allowed sometime to pass for the prince to retrieve enough strength to speak again. He was incapable to lift his body from the bed, but to advance in their situation he spoke.
"My god, what are you, how do you know this?" The shadow rose up and looked straight down at him.
Ignoring what he asked the creature spoke with an authoritative tone "Search this sector with precision and accuracy, grasp any virtual or unusual aspects of it, then once done you sit here and await further instruction." It answered.
"I don't even know who you are! What makes you credible? Besides, I am a prince, I don't take any orders, except from my father" shouted Valerian half frightened.
"Which is why I am offering you the opportunity to be a complete independent from anyone! You don't need to follow anybody's orders! I present this offer vigorously, since I know how you aspire that thrown to be yours and the good will of the people to be glued to your hands!"
Just then Valerian a tiny psionic shock, which he jumped in pain to. He stood up. After a few seconds of standing near his bed, he treaded toward a large and streak free glass window. He looked out, and saw the busy streets in which his father ruled. Despite it being night, many ground cars were alive, swooshing in opposite directions, across the classically designed road. The sight kind of reminded him of an old city called New York. The call it the city that never sleeps, which is situated at the heart of the U.E.D, The United States of American. This, was The dominion's New York, this was their city that never sleeps. How beautiful it looks under the eyes of the Prince. If there was just one chance, one way to much all the terran worlds, like this beauty below. The prince was in deep thought. He had never encountered a situation so controversial. The millions of lessons his father gave him about strangers flooded his mind. Would he really break his tradition of being skeptical to the unknown? Or should he take a chance, just this once, to see what would be accomplished? After all, he was the son of the most powerful man in the world. One push of a button and half of the trillion soldiers in the Dominion army would appear in his defense.
Valerian took his eyes off the civil life from below, and turned his now hard face toward the being.
"I hope you are helping my empire and I with this little visit of yours mysterious being." Replied Valerian knowing he is taking a risk. But what other chance has been offered to him to reach his goal?
"All will be answered in the end". The shadow finished its visit with that and departed.
Valeria felt exhausted and scratched his head, not giving a damn for his messy hair and waned swiftly away to sleep.
She was the zerg master mind. Whatever she desired between her clusters of kingdoms happened too fast to be counted. Purple creep, infested the ground, tentacles and queer plants hung at the edge of cliffs and "adorned the place". There were eggs, human eggs. With spider-like strings coiling around it. The biological adorns would give chills up the spine and force one to poke their eyes out. The queen lay on a mesh of creep with no care for the universe, unaware of the future complications that were shortly to occurred in a few seconds. Noise of traveling lava disturbed her rest and her frustration made a nearby zergling to explode into minced meat. She stood up and directed a zerg queen to place its green goo over the lava. Once done it was back to her desired silence with at most the noise was the gentle claws waltzing over the creep, which was generally a lullaby for her. Then, out of the blue a potent disturbance in her mind brought her to her knees and wail so loudly zergs with in a miles radius popped open. She heard her name being whispered and she felt as her thoughts were yanked out from her brain. Thankful for her the disturbance stopped and though weak she stood up and sighed.
"Ugh probably the effects of having such a free and strong psionic power levels." She rubbed one of her jagged arms.
"You have much to learn" those words caught the queen unexpectedly; she felt an emanation of psionic power and turned around.
The queen observed every detail of the entity in front of her and dwelled on a question.
"How do your eyes and claws appear when you're only a mere shadow?" She asked coolly, hiding her astonishment.
"My secret" Responded the shadow.
"What are you?"
"The blood runs through my veins as yours yet we are different in mind."
"You're a tricky one to comprehend you know that? But tell me, how is it that you find the courage to come uninvited to my abode?" said Kerrigan with a hint of wickedness and ire.
"There's an enemy that seeks your demise. Follow my guidance and you will survive and grow stronger along the way." Stated the shadow.
"Hmm, very appealing in offer but" she paused for a moment, then said slyly "How do I know you are telling the truth? Do you expect me to believe in some random stranger that has the gall to do conduct a magic trick without me requesting it in my presence?"
"If you don't listen to what I have to say I can assure you that your whole depiction will be tainted, your entire entity will be subjected to the depths of hell earlier than it is meant to be." answered the shadow.
A zergling scurried to his master's side and pushed upward in the master's hand. She petted his head and then came up with a response. She then gave a slick smile and said
"Giving the circumstances of these sector, I cannot waste my time with a less than credible 'guidance' "
"I had foreseen that you'd be the hardest one to convince, but no matter, I'll just leave you, leave you to your demise" Replied coldly.
"Okay wait, what is this that you recommend I do?" The queen couldn't help her human curiosity. Although rare, her old characteristics did sprung out from time to time. Just for a little bit.
"Uncover the veiled mysteries of this universe, hold them close at heart, and bring them to me." was the shadow's reply.
Kerrigan thought long and hard creating momentary silence and then shattered it with her words.
"What? That is ridiculous. I have to concentrate in my swarm, in our mutating strength. I cannot play the galactic explorer. You seem to have much time on your hands, why don't you do your research yourself. Not that there is much to research anyway. Nothing and I mean nothing can defeat my mighty swarm, therefore nothing can defeat me. I am invincible."
"You are an arrogant being, you who pride yourself in psionic strength, can't even get a glimpse at the future." Countered the shadow.
"That old me had that ability and that old me is gone and has been gone for two years, you should know this since you seem to know everything about me. And for your information miss know it all I am a billion times stronger than I was before, when I was a meek human." Kerrigan felt pressure within her chest. No, not a heart attack. But it did feel like she had busted something vital. She pressed her chest with her clawed hands, and started to groan. Did this unlikely ally just shoot me? She thought.
The shadowy being was indifferent. It left without a sound.
Her hair was long and in a high ponytail, her uniform indicated her rank and swagger indicated femininity. Her name with title was General of the Army Dyana Camacho, who enamored all the soldiers who got sight of her. She was beautiful, always had sparkle in her small eyes, her color was comparable to that of a wolf so in essence, her nickname loba was an impeccable match. Physically, she was all human. On the inside she was a mutant, like all the crew in MUTA. Some soldiers mistake her to be lecherous and uncanny, so they evoke themselves to get severe injuries directly from her fists. She being the type that doesn't regard in love so much, spends her free time hanging out with her friends, no matter boy or girl, and plays poker and whatnot. By Dyana has an endowment from god. Besides being a telepath, she has the perfect sense of commanding and intellect. All the main people of the crew were sharp, but, she was one of the only one's not to receive school education. She was as sharp as a knife, determined, loyal, and canny, and that's why the president chose her as her main general, not including that they're best friends from years of course.
"Um, president Raynor?" said Dyana firmly yet with a touch of submission.
The President's hangout was dark and barely lit, cigar packs stacked to the side of the couch where the president lazily sat upon. Smoke fogged the area around the couch. The Black satin cloth the president normally uses to veil the mouth and nose is now below the chin.
"What is it?" respond the president letting the smoke from the cigar to rush out.
"We have disclosed the location of what is believed to be their main creation labs."
"Well tell me" The president said waving around the cigar at her.
"In the center of the galaxy there's a line of solar systems circulating the center. We don't know what exactly is in the center only what we think is there, and in those solar systems are the planets that house them labs. We have also found that in a planet that is in a slow process of turning into a gas giant, Duran was conducting a new experiment, a creature with three species together, not two but three." Informed Dyana.
"Hey wait" The president sat up straight "You mean to tell we there's more to it then hybrids? And that planet, how does it become a freaking gas giant when it's already a solid rock? What the hell is Duran up to?"
"I don't know sir but we've got to do something". The general looked into her boss's glowing eyes strange yet interesting, they were not human-like, but they were still interesting.
"Go with an army of black riders and with a small portion of our scientific community, Including Oriana and Toscane to this disclosed place, ascertain the truths of your recent findings, and take some radiation from all the suns that you encounter there. Got it?"
Dyana nodded her head and replied firmly "Yes sir. And I heard that you actually prefer to be called sir or president. True is it?"
"Well I believe in the old American army there's this rule that you refer you officers sir, no matter whom they are, or maybe it's one of those outspoken rules but because of this I think it's best suited to call me sir." Answered the president beaming at her general.
Dyana beamed back and finished her visit by speaking. "Well sir I'm off to do my duties, if you desire general Quesada, she is drinking at the bar. Poor girl she's one the verge to get drunk around a vague of soldiers." She did what is always done in the military when it's time to take leave of someone, and exited out from the room.
"I hope to god these three are following up on what I told them to do" the president mused with eyes growing intense and claws lighting up.
In Kerrigans part, I purposely put two years because I believe regular and brood war makes two years, So it is safe for you to consider that these particular scenes happened a no longer than a few months after brood war.