Three hours creeping towards somewhere and not a single living being showed up. Hence the larva started to feel tired and wondered why nobody help it. There was nothing left at its former nest, nothing but ashes, however, there was enough zerg creep outside the nest to survive. The larva tried to get away from the creep, but soon enough it found out it was not a good idea as it felt way too much heat over the harsh and volcanic ground of Char, besides the zerg creep felt nice enough. The larva. Began to ponder about its life so far. Why its nest got nuked?Who did this?Why me?

Were just a few of the many question on its mind. However, these thoughts were cut off by a some sounds from a nearby location and some shrieks. . . zergling shrieks.

The young larva crept towards the place where a fight between zealots and zerglings was being hold. There was blood and corpses all over the ground, a true butchery, nonetheless, the zealots were winning, because this time they were not greatly outnumbered.

"Foul creatures!Come and meet the blades of justice!" a zealot yelled as he sliced an incoming zergling.

"Auch, man!that hur. . . " but the zergling didn't manage to utter any more words(actually the only thing that was heard by the protoss was a shriek, since they don't understand the language of the zergs), because he got sliced by another zealot.

The larva was witnessing the scene with great worry. If the zealots managed to slay all of those nearby zerglings, it would be of no use to creep away from there if they spotted the larva, they moved way too fast.

"I gotta do something. . . " the larva thought.

"These zergs are no match for us!Come on brothers!For Adun!" a zealot yelled as he brutally shoved a zergling.

"Ughh. . . they're gonna kill us all if we keep like this, we better get some reinforcements quickly" a zergling said.

"We have them!Slay them all, my brethren!

A very loud shriek was heard by the fighters causing them to quit battling.

"What the heck was that?" a zealot asked.

"I don't know brother" another zealot replied.

Everyone stared at the source of the shriek, a larva. It was holding something with its mouth. . . a box, but not any box, the box contained some batteries for the psi blades.

"It's holding our last batteries!Get that zerg , hurry!"

"Ehrmmm, brother?"

"What?"

"My psi blade is out of power" a zealot said as he showed the glowing words on his psi blade(out of battery)

"Ow, mine too" another zealot said.

"What the. . . ?Last time I checked we had full battery!"

"Wasn't that two centuries ago?"

"Oh, crap, you're right. Fortunately I still have so. . . " but he didn't end his sentence.

His psi blade also ran out of power.

". . . why it had to be now?"

"We can get our blades on again!we just need our batteries!"

"A zerg is holding them"

"It's just a larva!stomp it, quickly!"

The larva began to creep away from the zealots as fast as it could, but they were running too fast. The zealots were just about to catch the fleeing larva and stomp it to death, but fortunately the zerglings managed to intercept them and kill the now, not so dangerous zealots, thus giving the brave larva enough time to throw the box with the last batteries inside, to a lava river.

"No!Not the batteries!" yelled an overwhelmed zealot trying to punch his foes with his bare hands.

"Retreat!" another zealot shouted as he withdrew from the battle.

The zealots began to withdraw, not being able to stand against their foes without the aid of the psi blades, but the remaining zerglings hunted them down ruthlessly, only one zealot managed to escape, but with serious injures.

"Ughh. . . this won't end like this. I shall avenge you my brethren!I swear it for Adun!"

The remaining zerglings rushed towards the larva to thank it for its actions and saving their sad butts.

"Woah, thanks buddy. How did you come up with such an amazing idea?"

"Yeah, we're used to fighting stuff in melee but I never thought a larva could cause this much problem to a bunch of zealots. "

"Well, I don't have claws like you do guys, but I realized the protoss had to have some sort of power source. Batteries in this case. It was a clever move I guess" the young larva stated.

"Indeed buddy, indeed" a zergling mumbled.

"You guys know if is there any hatchery nearby?"

"Yes, there is one nearby, we'll take you there buddy"

"Thank guys"

And thus, the pack of zerglings escorted the brave larva to the hatchery. Wasn't a long trip, the hatchery was very close.

"Yay!It's just like the one I had before"

"-. - They all look the same" a zergling muttered.

"Oh, I didn't know"

"Now you do. Lets go back to patrol guys, shall we? "

"Wait guys!"

"What is it buddy?"

"Before you leave. . . can you tell me how is like?"

"Huh?"

"You know, being a zergling"

"Oh, it's cool I guess as long as you don't have to evolve into a baneling"

"A baneling?"

"Yeh, it's a new type of zerg. Queens think they're cute as well as some terrans "

"Yay!, that's nice"

"You better choose to evolve into something else, seriously, you don't wanna become a baneling. If you become a zergling, better to remain like that"

"Why?"

"That's something I'm not gonna tell you, it would only frighten you"

"Ah, sure and my hatchery getting nuked didn't scare me at all. Come on, tell me"

"Very well then, but I warned you. A baneling's purpose is to release some sort of acid when it's nearby to its enemies. . . by exploding itself and therefore, dying"

"Oh, woah, that blows"

"Indeed, but banelings can curl up and roll, which is hella funny if you ask me. "

"Yeh, it sounds funny"

Meanwhile, the surviving zealot was having a rough time. . .

A trudging protoss was getting close to his ship, barely with enough strength to avoid getting fainted. He couldn't stand all the injuries he had, so he fell to the ground, his conscience slowly abandoning him to the eternal slumber of death. He tried to remain awake, but actually that wasn't up to him, not in that state.

He stared at the sky, his spirit getting ready to become one with the Khala. He blinked once. . . twice. . . and one more last time. He felt nothing, yet things happened later.

The ship's crow saw him, and brought him back to Shakuras as soon as they could. They knew this particular protoss was willing to serve his race forever, no matter the cost. That one, was a wish which could be granted, partially. . .

Back to the life of the larva. . .

For a moment there was peace in the nest, but soon four hellions showed up and started harassing the mineral line of the nest with their flamethrowers. Some zerglings were sent to chase them down and end with the harassment, but they were having no success at all.

"Miss queen?"

"Yes, m' dear?"

"Why are those zerglings rushing towards the hellions?"

"Because those terran vehicles were sent to kill our drones"

"Why not to send some roaches?I mean just look at my siblings, they're getting roasted"

"We haven't build an extractor yet, that's why we have no gas to morph larvae into roaches or other type of zerg except for drones, overlords and zerglings"

"I see. . . but we gotta do something about those hellions"

"Don't worry little larva, back up is coming"

"Which back up?"

"Infestors"

"I thought those guys don't attack. How are they supposed to aid us?"

"You'll see what I mean soon enough, just watch and learn"

And then a couple of infestors arrived from the main hive on Char. They got there digging .

"What's the problem then?" one of them asked the queen.

"Four hellions are playing the hit-and-run game with our zerglings, so we cannot catch them and we're getting several casualties. Could you please snare those pussies?It really pisses me off when terrans micro like that, it's lame and cheap"

"No problem" the other infestor said.

There was a bunch of new zerglings(the previous ones were now nothing, but ashes) trying to catch the hellions, but with no success. The infestors got close to the battle and used their fungal growth ability, snaring the unlucky hellions.

"Hey dude!This thing ain't responding, I can't move!" an hellion pilot shouted.

"Me neit. . waaghh" but the pilot got maimed by a zergling, the same thing happened to the other pilots.

"And that, my little larva, is how infestors help the swarm"

"Sweet!"

"Hehehe, you should watch me neural parasiting a mothership, that is sweet"

"We can also spawn infested terrans. It's not a nice feeling to do so, but they work pretty nice as cannon fodder sometimes"

"Woah!So. . . you guys could control our master?"

"No, she is way too powerful to be controlled by a lowly being like me"

"Oh, I see"

"Well, was nice to get out from the main hive for a while, but we gotta get back. See ya!"

"Bye!"

And so they left towards the main hive, so they could mind other business, like slacking off and get ready for further missions. The young larva watched some of its brethren, the ones who flied, then it realized that it didn't like the idea of evolving into a flier, even if that meant to be fast like a mutalisk. Then the larva recalled the events at its former nest. It wanted to be huge and powerful, powerful enough to withstand a nuke. There was only one normal kind of zerg able to receive the full impact of a nuke and survive:ultralisks.

The larva called the queen with a shriek, and she came right away.

"Yes?"

"I made my choice. I want to evolve into an ultralisk"

"Very well then, you gotta eat three-hundred shards of minerals and smoke two-hundred cigarettes of vespene gas"

"O. O Are you serious?"

"Yes, now go ahead and begin to eat and smoke, then you can start making your cocoon"

"Uh, ufff, ok"

And thus the young larva began to do as it was told, eating and smoking. It took a while to be done with these actions, but it was pleasant, just to lay there slacking off that way, others would say it was a hard job though(eating three hundred mineral shard and smoking two-hundred vespene gas cigarettes needs some degree of effort, indeed). Once finished it began to spit fabric for its cocoon, then it got in, so the evolution could begin.

More coming, just wait.