I am leaving this chapter in First person because it is one of the few times where I think this perspective will actually help immerse the reader in the chapter.

Chapter 2

The world went dark.

Not just a darkened sky dark, no mere nightfall could produce such utter blackness. No, this was the blackness of captivity, confinement, blindness. Nothing visible, no light, only shadow.

I struggle to make sense of my surroundings and how I ended up in this abyss. 'Where am I?'

Nothing but blackness answers and an instant later a far larger question looms up, overshadowing the first. 'Who am I?'

A wave of panic rises deep within, bile carried along its edge, threatening to drown me as I realize I can't remember. I can't remember who I am!

I attempt to remember how I got to this stage, and only got brief flashes. A large building full of people, feeling scared. Then a pain through my chest, a strange numbing pain, I was dying... and now this blackness.

'So, where am I?' I stretch my senses to their limit and came to one conclusion.

I am being carried.

I feel movement, a gentle rocking motion. Not directly - something cushions me, envelops me, holds me all around. But that cushioning is moving, and me with it.

I try lashing out, trying to escape my prison, but my limbs will not cooperate. I feel drained – drugged.

My senses came back to me slowly, one by one, at an agenizing pace.

And I feel pain. Like my nerves are on fire! I am burning from within! My flesh crawls, creeps morphs, changes- I have no control over my own form any more. I am changing.

I beg for relief, I wish that I could pass out. At least that way I would no longer be in pain. But I seem to lack that ability- the unconsciousness. Without things like endorphins to numb pain, the circuit breaker of passing out when the pain became too much, I felt everything!

It seemed like hours that I burned, until I felt another presence in My dark world.

"Hello?" I called, I felt stupid for calling out when I know that I wouldn't be answered.

"Yes?" a voice answered back. It was deep and many layered. It vibrated through me. "What is it you want?"

I felt something 'brush' across my face, like fingers, and the pain left me.

All I felt at that point was pure relief. The pain was gone. I was standing in an endless darkness.

I followed the touch to look behind me (Only now realizing that I could move again) but could still only see blackness.

But I 'sensed' something. It seemed to have no form. No mass. It was just 'there'.

"Where am I?" I asked "what's happening?"

"Do not fear child, for you are safe with me. I am the Overmind, the eternal will of the swarm. Your body is changing, its genetic makeup being altered. You are becoming one with the swarm."

"No. I don't want this. I don't want to be one of you!" I started thrashing around attempting to escape my prison, my efforts futile. My body was sluggish.

"Shh, calm little one." His voice was strangely soothing.

"I just want to go back-" I started to say, before I was interrupted.

"Home? To what home do you have to return to? You are an orphan, with no friends, no parents. Your mother died giving birth to you, and your father forever blamed you, and tried to drink his problems away...Before you killed him. Is that a home to go back too?" he said somehow knowing the intricate details of my past.

I couldn't rationalize an excuse to myself. It was right, I had no home to go back to. No one that was waiting for me.

No hope for a rescue.

"You will soon have the swarm. Now sleep..." it cooed as I felt something rubbing my head as if I was a pet.

I felt myself drift off into dream.

Kerrigan stood in the middle of the hive cluster. She was ordered to guard the chrysalis from any and all possible attacks. All she wanted to do was hunt and kill the Protoss that escaped her wrath.

She felt a psionic pulse emanate from the chrysalis. The child's latent powers were being unlocked. Kerrigan felt slight empathy for the girl in the chrysalis, having gone through the transformation herself she knew exactly how painful the Zerg hyper evolutionary virus could be.

Maybe she should show the child just how 'wonderful' life with the Zerg could be. And what was expected of her once she finished her Evolution.

Kerrigan walked to the chrysalis, a smirk on lips, placed her hand on the hard 'pulsating' shell of the chrysalis and reached out with her psionic powers to the child and Kerrigan began showing her memories of her time since her infestation.

It was a strangely peaceful dream. I was standing on a small flat arête looking out onto the Char landscape. There were no Zerg here. The one sun was setting and the two moons were high in the sky there light getting stronger as the darkness creped over the land. There was a volcano erupting in the far distance giving the land a bright glow. While the land was still covered in ash and low hills everything looked 'picturesque'.

Perfect. Peaceful.

Then I looked down and saw something horrid that ruined the perfect scenery. The skin on my hands was a sickly green colour and my hands were forming claws.

"What the Hell!" I yelled "What's going on" in my peacefulness of my dream, I had forgotten that I was in the chrysalis.

"Ahhhhh!" I screamed clutching my head when I remembered where I was, my new claws were cutting the skin on my head but I felt no pain from it.

Then, visions were flashing in front of my eyes. No not visions...Memories. But not my memories. They were in first person; I was looking through this person's eyes. I was walking down a corridor from some terrain hospital. Zergling's and Hydralisk's were flooding past me, crawling over each other trying to get at their prey while I walked calmly behind them.

The personnel that worked in the 'hospital' were panicking trying to get away. An unfortunate bystander got too close. I got behind him and rammed my finger-blades through his back, shedding his spine to ribbons. I absently licked the blood off my claws. The last thought from that memory was of the coppery taste of the blood on my tongue and the enjoyment of it.

There was a flash and suddenly I was on Char facing a Protoss. The memory told me it was the Executor Tassadar. We were fighting, and I felt ecstatic. Joy at the thought of spilling Protoss blood.

Another flash, this time it was the Protoss Zeratul, he was suspended in the air and in pain. He gave a 'push' of sorts, lit his psionic blade, sliced at me and jumped back from my hold. He held his arm. It must have been hurt from forcing his way out from being suspended by my psionic powers.

The final vision was off a human; Jim Raynor. I was slaughtering all of his troops.

"Mother of God... Kerrigan what have they done to you?" He asked shock and disgust clear on his face. "Sarah, is that really you?"

"Too an extent. I'm far more than I once was, Jim." It was strange, I was speaking, but it wasn't my voice "You shouldn't have come here." There was something akin to regret in my voice

"But the dreams...I dreamed you were still alive...that somehow...you were calling to me." Jim was still in a small bit of shock, he stood up from his vulture.

"I was. While I was in the Chrysalis, I instinctively reached out to you and Arcturus telepathically. Apparently, Arcturus sent, Duke here to reclaim me." I was angry that they thought I was some prize to be handed out. "But that was then Jim. I am one of the Zerg now, and I like what I am. You can't imagine how this feels..." I continued sending out a small psionic discharge to emphasise my point.

"So what? Are you gonna kill me now darlin'?" he asked preparing for some kind of attack.

"That is certainly within my power. But you're not a threat to me, Jim. Be smart. Leave here now and never seek to confront the Zerg again." The threat was predominant in my voice.

Jim sighed weighing his options. He was clearly at a disadvantage nearly all of his troops were killed already. "Doesn't look like I have much choice..." And he turned to leave, I could sense the sadness and regret on him. And I felt nothing.

"AHHHH" I screamed trying to put a stop to these memories. "No more, STOP!" I lashed out with my Psionic powers.

(END VISIONS)

Kerrigan was forced away from the Chrysalis by a psionic emanation. It was completely unexpected.

"Kerrigan!" the Overmind boomed "What have you done!? I was breaking down her emotional defences!" It was clear that he was angry.

"I apologize Father. I was unaware you were implementing a plan." Kerrigan said not wanting to displease the Overmind.

"I must now start my work over." The Overmind was angry that it would take longer to integrate the child into the swarm hive mind it was much less 'damaging' to his prize if she willingly accepted to be an agent of the swarm.

Inside the Chrysalis, Lizzy was using the time in which the Overmind was preoccupied, to reflect on the visions that Kerrigan gave her.

'Well, I now know that there are three people that don't like Kerrigan and that might be willing to help me... Oh god im doomed'

I used Kerrigan's memories to find Jim Raynor's, Tassadar's and Zeratul's psionic signatures and sent a message calling for help.

(Jim Raynor)

'Help me' someone called, it sounded like a young girl 'I'm on Char. The Zerg, their doing the same thing that they did to Kerrigan to me. Please, help me before it's too late!' she yelled.

Jim woke up with his heart hammering in his chest, fully alert. God that was just like the dreams with Kerrigan. First visions of the planet Char, then a voice begging for help.

Now it is happening again.

"I must be losing it." He said to himself trying to justify the dreams.

Deciding that he would never get back to sleep now, he got out of bed and without bothering to shower, threw on his working clothes and headed to the bridge of the Hyperion, Mengsk's former flagship. On the bridge was, Matt Horner. He was a young and ambitious, and had proved himself a few times as a grate strategist. So he was given full command of the Hyperion when Jim was away.

"Sir, I think you should see this." He sounded slightly flustered, this couldn't be good "It's the Protoss sir, they will only speak to you"

Well that was unexpected. The Protoss? They hadn't heard from them since they left Char the first time. After failing to save Kerrigan from the Zerg. Jim shook the thoughts of Char from his head and approached the terminal. It was both Tassadar and Zeratul.

"En Taro Adun." Tassadar and Zeratul greeted.

"En Taro Adun." Jim replied back, as a show of respect. He had learnt much from his time with the Protoss and considered them his friends.

"Greeting's friend Raynor. We bring bad tidings. Zeratul and I have both felt strange Psionic energies emanating from Char. We fear that the Overmind is attempting to create a creature similar to the Queen of Blades." Tassadar actually sounded worried, nothing ever worried him, not even when he fought Kerrigan one-on-one. "We request your help in finding the source of these psionic emanations."

Jim was taken aback. Were the Protoss really asking for his help? It must be bad if they thought that they would need him and his teams help.

"Friend Raynor, have you had strange dreams of a young human female requesting help?" Zeratul asked

"Uh...Yeah, I have. One just woke me up actually." He recalled the dream, trying to picture the girl.

"Both Tassadar and myself have both experienced these dreams as well. That is the reason we contacted you. All three of us were on Char, all three of us battled the Queen of Blades. There must be a reason the three of us are experiencing these dreams." Zeratul summarised.

Jim thought about everything they said. He didn't particularly want to go back to Char, mainly because Kerrigan was there and also the last time they were planet side they lost a lot of good men and women.

"I'm in." Jim said, a look of steel in his eyes. "I'll have to talk to my men and see if they are willing, I won't force any of them to do something that would get them killed. And I defiantly think this qualifies."

"Of course, friend Raynor." Zeratul said, bowed his head, and ended the transmission.

"Sir?" Matt asked "Are you sure you want to go back to Char?"

"Yeah Matt, im sure. If there's someone on Char that needs our help, im gonna make sure that, this time, I save them." He was incredibly determined he failed once, he was damned if he was going to fail this time.

"Matt, I need to gather everyone in the Cantina, ASAP." Jim said. He would need one hell of a speech.

"Yes Sir!" Matt saluted.

(21 minutes later)

Everyone was slightly confused at why they were called to the Cantina and away from their work. They all muttered and talked with each other about what Jim was planning. Was there a new big plan to fight the Dominion? Was that the reason the commander called everyone together? They wouldn't have to wonder much longer as Jim Raynor himself walked through the doors. He stood in front of everyone arms folded across his chest.

"Men, what I have to say aint' easy. Now im gonna be straight with you. I've been having these weird dreams, just like with Kerrigan, and I wanna make an expedition to Char-" There was a lot of gasps of shock and even a few of outright disgust. Jim just raised his voice louder and raised his hands to calm them down. "-Now I know what you're all thinking 'why would he want to end us on a suicide mission for a couple of dreams?' Well I know that there is someone out there captured by the Zerg right now being turned into one of them.

"Now I don't know about you, but I sure as hell don't want another Kerrigan running around." There were a few faces that looked scared at the possibility of another Queen of Blades running around the galaxy. One soldier was not happy at the thought of returning to Char, he barely lived the last time. He decided to speak his mind.

"Commander, why should we risk our lives on this? I haven't been having these dreams, and I don't know this person, so why should I go get killed for them?" he asked not out of spite but out of fear.

"Yeah, didn't we lose enough men the last time we went to Char? I mean we barely made it out alive the last time and you want us to go back?" another spoke up.

Jim nodded taking in all this information and letting them have their say he was nothing if not fair. "I know we lost a lot of people and I won't force anyone to go if they don't want to. But this time-"He said smiling "-we are gonna have the strength of the Protoss on our side."

This information raised a few head and a few spirits. The Protoss? That would drastically improve their odds from the last time. People started whispering among themselves.

"As I said, I will not force anyone on this mission. And if you don't want to come, there's the door." Jim looked at every face as he said this, and to his surprise, no one moved. "All right everyone, let's take the fight to the Zerg!" everyone cheered.

A/N: I am going to switch to third person now I find first a bit hard to do. If anyone is confused as to why Lizzy can suddenly use her Psionic powers, the Overmind is using Kerrigan's memories and training and sending it to her in the Chrysalis. And while the Overmind can use the Zerg Virus to bend Lizzy to his will, it's easier for her to willingly submit. I'm not happy with the talk between Lizzy and the Overmind, but all of my stories are really just first drafts. Latter I may go back and 'bulk' them up with more...well everything. Either way review and tell me what you think.

EDIT; I have gone back over this chapter in order to iron out any errors and plot holes, and generally buff out the story. I think I added an extra 500 + words to this chapter.