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HAVEN, NEAR CHUTE E1

"D'arvit!" Holly was swearing under her breath as she was given a Dragonfly to go and investigate a disturbance a couple miles south from Dublin.

"Captain Short, I could hear what you just said. We would give a Hummingbird, but all of them are out right now." The little prick of a gnome in charge of equipment was holding out the ancient contraption with an expectant look on his face.

"All right, all right." Holly grudgingly took the wings. Maybe I can visit the Fowls and see how the twins are doing.

Khoras was in very, very deep shit. The Protoss scout pilot had miscalculated the warp and instead of coming to Shakuras, had come to Earth instead. Now, with his energy low and coming down at 980 mph through the atmosphere, he knew he was utterly screwed. Khas Naradac! He knew was probably going to die, but that didn't stop him cursing and trying to maneuver his fighter somewhere other than hard, compact dirt. He was worried about his companions in the back; Torun the Zealot and Arundas the High Templar. They were sending him telepathic messages; Where in the name of Adun are we! What's going on! Why are you cursing! He responded vocally, "We're at Earth, not Shakuras." That shut both of them up, he thought rather smugly.

BRACE FOR IMPACT! CRASH…

CRASH SITE

"Commander, it appears to be an alien craft…" Holly felt way too much like she was in a movie with what she just said, but really it was the best answer. Foaly was skeptical. "An alien craft, Holly? Are you on drugs or something?"

"Foaly, you know I don't take drugs, except for that one time after I graduated from the Academy. Here, look at this visual…" Holly felt satisfied when she heard Foaly's gasp at the long, golden craft.

"Nice, isn't it? Why can't YOU make stuff like that?" Foaly was about to say something when he paused, and said softly, "Holly, get out of there NOW."

"Why?" Holly activated her wings as she spoke, but then something simultaneously grabbed her leg and mouth before she was knocked out.

3 MINUTES EARLIER

Coughing and limping, the trio crawled out of the smashed up Scout. Khoras looked back at his ship and thought, Surprising. It appears to be in fixable condition, except for the fact that the hull is missing some pieces. Ah, well, for now they would have to focus on survival.

Wait. Torun, Khoras, I am sensing another psionic life form. It is not human, so Torun, you go and see if you can't communicate with it.

Yes, Templar! …A few seconds later… WHACK.

Idiot!

POLICE PLAZA

"Captured?" Trouble's eyebrows shot up into his hair while Foaly coughed nervously and continued.

"Yes, captured. By an alien life form, if I'm not mistaken."

"Aliens, Foaly? Since when did you start believing in movies?"

Foaly was annoyed. Here was Holly, captured by scaly aliens that made Butler look small and Trouble was deciding that this was the time to become a bureaucratic, scientific idiot!

"Yes, aliens. Here's the footage from Holly's camera before it got destroyed."

The two spent the next few minutes watching, and by the end, Trouble had assembled a crack team of 30 LEPRetrieval.

"All right, boys, lets move out."