A/N: Well, it took a while, but here it is. So, ladies and gentlemen, here is the seventh chapter. May you have a good reading.

The Dark templars didn't take long to get rid of the bunch roaches... poor roaches, sliced by warp blades without having any chance to fight back. When the last of the roaches fell by the warp blades and scythes of the Dark templars, a silence imposed its presence.

Not too far away from there, an immortal stared at the scene. He was angry for the fact that he wasn't allowed to fight against those roaches, but felt relief to know the roaches where killed by allies, despite he actually didn't trust them too much.

A Dark templar walked up to the Immortal, then he spoke " You'll see , brother, perhaps we lack the disciplines of your so-called Khala, but The Void makes us more than worthy opponents for the swarm" he stated.

The Immortal frowned within his shell "Oh, right, stabbing our foes from behind and not giving them any chance to fight back" he said "I don't see any glory in that!" he yelled.

"You'll do well to remind thoughts like that one led to the fall of Aiur and many of our brethren" The Dark templar declared, now looking at the Immortal in a rather scolding way.

"But..." The Immortal worded, but got cut off by The Dark templar.

" Our foes grow stronger every passing second, so we cannot afford to be as stubborn as before " The Dark templar uttered.

"... fine, but remember, there is one particular Zerg who is mine, and only mine. Understood?" the angry follower of the Khala said.

"Yes" The Dark one replied.

"Well, let's move on" the immortal worded, his brethren soon obeying.

Meanwhile, at the ultralisk's current location...

"Hmm... this is kinda weird" an hydralisk worded.

"What's wrong?" inquired the ultralisk.

"Supposedly there was a bunch of roaches coming this way anytime soon but, it doesn't look like they're arriving"

"You think something happened to them?"

"Probably... I'm gonna check out" and with those words said, the hydralisk departed towards the first place he thought he could find the patrol of roaches. However, he was not aware of the group of protoss not too far away...

At the immortal's current location...

"We're close" A Dark Templar stated.

"How can you tell ?" The immortal demanded.

"Errhh... because we're standing on the creep?"

And so they were. Right over that nasty, bad-looking, carpet-like living... thing.

"Oh, ehm, I didn't realize until now" the immortal said.

"What was on your mind?" one of the immortal's brethren inquired.

" I was wondering how a zerg managed to get free will" the immortal uttered.

" A Zerg with free will? How is that possible? I thought only the Overmind and Kerrigan had enough will of it's own to talk about free will" one of The Dark Templar asked.

"I'm not quite sure. I mean, it was odd the way that zerg defeated me and my previous group" the protoss said within his cold and mechanical shell.

"Remind us, brother. How did you and your previous group fell to such hideous creatures?"

"Usually, no Zerg realizes that without our batteries, the psi blades are useless..." the immortal tried to state, but got cut off by another one of his companions.

"Wait a minute, I thought the psi-blades worked with that: psi energy" a Dark Templar worded.

"How long since you were ascended to Dark Templar? The immortal demanded.

"Like four-hundred years. Why you ask?"

"Because it looks like you totally forgot that zealot gear and weapons need batteries, unlike your warp blades, which draw their power from your so-called Void"

"Wasn't the psionic energy of our own warriors the thing that powered their weapons?"

" If so, how do you think praetor Fenix died the first time?"

"Oh, right..."

" WTF?" the hydralisk from before screamed ( it was rather an non-understandable shriek for the Nerazim warriors and the immortal) once he caught sight of the immortal, who was (apparently) talking to the air.

"It's one of them, don't let it get away!" the immortal shouted as he began to head towards the hydralisk, ready to get in range to fire his weapons.

"Hmm... a lone immortal? Well, I'm calling some lings to get rid of him, I don't feel like soloing him" and with that thought the hydralisk began to head towards the nearest group of zerglings. Unfortunately, for this hydralisk in particular, two Dark Templars managed to catch up with him.

The sound of a warp blade pierced the air and the next thing was a squeak "Ouch! Man that ain't cool!" the hydralisk exclaimed. Right after he did so, a second slash ended his life.

"Well done, dark ones! Now we have to... what in Tassadar's name is that?" the immortal asked once he caught sight of the flying zerg above them.

"Yo, what be up bitches?" An overseer asked from above the group of protoss.

"He can see us?" a Dark Templar asked.

"Of course I can see you! I can see through anything!" the overseer yelled as he looked every one, putting special emphasis at the word anything.

"Ewwww! You pervert!" a female Dark Templar shrieked once she heard that as she tried to cover her upper part of the chest.

" What in Adun's name are you doing here Linara? " a Dark Templar demanded.

"Oh, well I heard you were heading to Char, and since I kinda felt like killing some zerg I tagged along... without having you to notice of course" she replied.

"You did know you're risking your life?" a Dark templar asked.

"Yes" she replied.

"You did know this planet if full of nasty creatures?"

"Yes"

"You did know there were zergs that actually, can see through anything?"

"No! I thought zergs were mindless beasts, not pervs!" Linara screamed, now irked.

"Huh, so Linara is your name, eh? Aren't you a pretty one?" the all-seeing zerg demanded while staring at some part of her body that he shouldn't see.

"I give you three seconds to get your pervert gaze off me!" Yelled Linara.

"Or else? What ya gonna do? U can't touch this babe!" the overseer shouted as he pointed (somehow) at his own body.

" You asked for it " Linara said.

In a demonstration of power deemed impossible for the rest of the protoss in that place, Linara used the energies of the Khala just as good as a High Templar. Just in a blink, the overseer got feed-backed, and since he was at his maximum energy (200 out of 200) he died (overseers have 200 hp).

"Arghhh! Why I had to have this much energy!" he shouted, and then exploded.

"O.o " was the look on the faces of the rest of the protoss warriors.

" A girl must know how to defend herself against pervs" she carelessly stated.

"Yes but... feedback?" A dark templar said.

" What's wrong with it?" she demanded.

" High Templars train for decades to use feedback and prior to that, we had to sacrifice two of our Dark Templar so we could get a Dark archon to do that. An overseer stares at your boobs and you use feedback on him just like that, even though you never had any sort of training to do so? "

" It just happened! " she yelled.

"Hmm.. fine whatever" a Dark Templar uttered, then he leaned towards another one to mumble something (somehow, because actually the protoss use the psionic capabilities to communicate) " I know we've been trained to blot out the fear from our feelings when we're fighting but... seriously, this girl sometimes freaks me out to no end" he added, and the other dark templar gave him a slight nod.

"Well, enough of this nonsense! We must kill th..." the immortal began to say but got cut off when he heard a bunch of infestors un-burrow.

"Hey! What the hell is going on? I heard weird noises up here!" an infestor shouted (or rather, pronounced in his peculiar tongue)

Right then, very loud footsteps (pretty much like stomps) were heard. "I heard something weird over here what's go..." but the ultralisk didn't end his sentence once he caught sight of the protoss machine (well, hybrid of machine and biological being) staring at him with anger.

"We meet again... hideous creature. I was expecting you to become an ultra"

"Wait, how did you know I was gonna evolve into an ultralisk?" (for some reason, this particular ultralisk was able to talk and understand the khalani language as well as english)

"I've read your Facebook profile"

"But, I don't have a Facebook profile"

"Your friends, erhmm... broodlings I guess, made an account and uploaded some pictures of you"

"Darn it! Anyways, why are you here?"

"I've come this far to avenge my fallen brethren!"

"... just you?"

"I'm more than capable of handling an overgrown zerg like you on my own!"

"Alright, if you insist..." And then, with a roar, the ultralisk charged against his opponent, taking two hits from the immortal before he got in melee range.

"You're going down!" and after yelling that the ultralisk swung both of his kaiser blades, trying to slice the mighty protoss warrior. However, big was his surprise when he found out that such protoss warrior was not a soft target.

As soon as the kaiser blades made contact with the brave templar, the hardened shields activated, deflecting a considerable part of the ultralisk's damage.

"WTF is this?" the protagonist of the story shouted with a serious tone of worry in his voice.

"You didn't really think I was going down that easy, did you?" using his cannons, the immortal attacked the ultralisk once more.

"Auch! Shit man, that hurt!"

"Die, foul beast!"

And so they kept on their strife. Usually when an ultralisk faces an immortal, the ultralisk would win, but in this case, the immortal was fully upgraded, unlike the ultralisk (which means the immortal would win). However, once more, the free will of this zerg proved to be a decisive factor.

"You know what? Screw this!" and after saying those words, the ultralisk ran away and burrowed.

"Hey! Get back here, you coward!" shouted the angry immortal, chasing after him.

The immortal was left with less than 100 hp and he was about to beat the ultralisk... until that happened.

"Didn't we bring an observer?" the immortal demanded.

"We didn't" a Nerazim replied.

Consumed by anger, the immortal began to stomp the ground over and over again, in a rather childish way...

"Ain't fair!Ain't fair!Ain't fair!Ain't fair!Ain't fair!Ain't fair!" he kept shouting over and over again.

Half an hour passed, and the ultralisk showed up, with his hit points totally replenished, ready for round 2.

As soon as the immortal saw him, he began to fire like insane. The ultralisk charged towards his opponent once more, but this time, when he got in range, he managed to beat his foe, despite the hardened shields he had.

After a fight that took a while (with absolutely no intervention from the Nerazim), the ultralisk raised triumphantly over the mechanic remains of his foe.

"Sorry... my brothers. I wasn't strong enough" the beaten protoss warrior worded.

"Actually, you weren't warily enough. Should've get an observer..." the ultralisk said.

"Ughh... which ultralisk uses burrow anyway?"

"The one who just beat you"

"Arghh... I'll become one with the Khala!" And with those words said, the once mighty immortal perished.

"Win!" the protagonist of this story yelled

"Ok, that was interesting to watch. Now it's time to get rid of you." A Dark Templar announced as his brethren got ready to slice the ultralisk.

"Don't think so!" an infestor yelled.

The Dark Templars heard that noise. "Did a cloaked terran farted?" one of them asked.

"No, it's just the infestor's sound" another one replied.

"Oh, right. Anyways, let's ki..." but he didn't end his sentence, because he realized he was covered in some sort of fungal lime.

"Brood lords get rid of those toss!" an infestor commanded.

And so, a bunch of Brood Lords showed up from somewhere.

"Oh no! Not the Brood Lords!" A Dark Templar yelled.

"Why not? They don't look so bad" another one inquired.

"Because they're terrible parents! When they get mad, they throw their kids at their foes!"

"And we all know kids are such a huge headache when they treated like that" yet another Dark Templar added.

" Holy..." A Dark Templar began to say, but got cut off when he received the impact of nearly fourteen broodlings. Said creatures were just pissed off by the treat they received from their parents, but since the were not able to direct their wrath against their parents, they began to poke over and over again the remaining protoss. Less than four seconds were enough to get rid of those Nerazim, even though they tried to defend themselves. It is rumored that the Dark Templar known as Linara, managed to escape. The details of her possible escape remain unknown until the date.

"We're frigging mad at you daddy!" the broodlings yelled.

"Just die" the Brood Lords commanded.

And so they did, because the broodlings just last a few seconds.

"Ok, that was some crazy shit" an infestor said.

"All in a day's work, buddy" replied the ultralisk.

That's it for now, my fellow readers, I hope you had a good time reading this. If you didn't, or if you just wanna say something about this , you're welcome. The review button is right there. May you have a good day.