May awoke, and found herself encased in the same dark green shell that she was in before. Thankfully, the dark ooze that had coated her body was gone.

She did not know how long she had been unconscious, and she wasn't entirely sure that she wanted to get out. She reached up and touched the rock hard shell. It was incredibly smooth and uniform, and May couldn't figure out what it was made out of.

Looking around, May found that the wall continued above and below her in an egg shape. She then realized that she was submerged in liquid, and that she did not feel the need to breathe.

Unsure of how long she would be able to survive in the liquid, My pounded her fists on the wall in a vain attempt to break through. She unfurled her wings in she small space and they curled around her, but instead of the bony membraneless wings she had grown accustomed to over the years, the wings that curled around her were fully realized. Shocked and confused, May brought her hand up and felt the wings. They felt cool and smooth, and on the leading edge, they were rounded. They had a visibly smooth texture, but they did not feel slimy.

After seeing the change in her wings, May quickly checked the rest of herself. She was glad to find that her wings were the only part of her that had changed. Although she was proud of her Zerg, and she was thankful for her wings, she did not want to look like a Zerg. Not if she could help it.

She figured that she could use the claws on her wings to break through her confinement.

May decided to give her idea a try with her new wings. She swung her right wing, top claw first, as hard as she could at the shell of the egg structure, and was surprised to find that it not only broke through, but about half of her wing broke through. The wing had folded upon breaking through the shell, and the hole was only a couple of inches wide.

As she pulled her wing from the hole in the shell, the liquid around her began pouring out and air began bubbling in.

The air came in to slowly for her to get a breath from the air collecting at the top of her egg, so she tried again, but this time with her left wing. Again, a hole appeared, and more air began bubbling in.

After punching out a third hole, May had enough air to fill her lungs. With a gasp, she breathed in the life giving air.

May returned her attention to the shell and resumed her assault. She punched many more holes until she had a small, waist high hole that she could squeeze through. The liquid around her had been pouring out of the hole, and had leveled off around her waist. Through the hole, she found herself in the same room that she had been tied up in, but now she was unbound.

May squeezed through the hole in the shell. Once out of her shell, she called out to Matilda.

"Matilda, how far away are those Roaches?"

"About two yards beneath you, my queen."

"My queen?"

"It is such an honor to have you as my queen that I feel the need to tell you."

"Don't be a suck up...and stop calling me queen unless it is during a formal conversation. Go it?"

"Yes, I will try to remember that."

"I doubt that." May mumbled to herself.

May searched beneath her with her mind and found a dozen Roaches patiently waiting. She ordered one to surface in the room she was in and left the remaining eleven to follow underneath her feet.

When the Roach crawled out of the ground, May was immediately glad that she had only ordered one to the surface. The Roach towered over May, and its back scraped along the ceiling. The Roach took up a large portion of the room she was in, and having even one more Roach in the room would have made it extremely cramped. The Roach had spines made of a hard fingernail-like substance covering its turtle shell back. Near the front of its shell, the Roach had two appendages with scythe-like claws on the ends. They looked like Satan and the Grim Reaper created an oversized bug from Hades, and May was glad that it was under her control.

The Roach made surprisingly little noise when it surfaced, but it was apparently enough to attract attention. Someone in the next room began yelling in an indecipherable language, and May, fearing what might happen to her if she was caught again, turned and hid in her egg while footsteps approached the door to her prison room.

May watched everything through the eyes of her Roach.

The door slammed open and the black haired man with the accent casually walked in with a dufflebag in his hand. Following him closely were two men armed with AK-47s. When the trio saw the Roach, they froze, eyes wide.

May ordered the Roach to eliminate the AK-47 wielding men. The men were not even able to raise their guns before the Roach was upon them. The Roach buried a scythe deep into the chests of the two armed men, and tossed them into the nearby wall. The two men struck the wall hard and fell dead to the ground.

May's interrogator began screaming unintelligible words of distress as he watched his guards get taken down. May came out of her egg and approached him as several armed men began filing into the room. One by one, five men entered the room only to be sprayed with acid that ate through their bodies and weapons instantly. May's interrogator watched in horror as his comrades, and only chance of escape, melted a few feet away.

May walked towards the black haired man with her wings fully extended. The interrogator, it turn, backed away until he tripped over his own feet.

May stood over and then knelt down next to the black haired man.

"Who are you?" May asked forcefully.

The man's head jerked around to face May, and through his teeth, he spoke.

"I will not tell you anything!" The man returned with a thick accent before spitting at May's face.

May raised her hand and turned her head to stop the spit from hitting her, but it never reached her. Confused, May turned to look at her hand, and she found that the glob of saliva hovered inches in front of her own hand. Surprised and confused, she moved her hand to look at it better, but when she did, the saliva fell next to the captured man's face.

May shook her head and looked back at the man to continue asking questions. Figuring out how she made spit levitate would have to wait.

"What do you want with me?"

The man was silent as he stared daggers at May.

"If you want to play this game, then I will take what I need from you."

"I will not tell you anything!" He shouted before a Roach shoved a claw through his shoulder.

"You will tell me everything." May stated with finality.

Working off of an instinct that she didn't know she had, May closed her eyes and began searching her DNA. When she found the Infestor DNA, she copied several portions of it and merged them with parts of Larva DNA. When she was done, she opened we eyes to find a small, three inch long parasite in her hand.

"I don't want to do this to you, but if you won't talk..."

She left the sentence unfinished and gauged the man's response. There was determination in his eyes with a small hint on uncertainty, but he remained silent.

"Well?"

The man continued his silent stare.

"Then you brought this on yourself."

With that, she set the parasite on the man's chest. The parasite began injecting the man's chest with numbing agents as it started to burrow into him.

The man's look of determination was quickly replaced by horror as the parasite entered his body without causing even slight discomfort.

The parasite made its early to the man's brain and began to take over the man's body and mind. He screamed and thrashed for several seconds as he struggled to retain his hold on his conscious before slowly relaxing until he lay on the floor as though dead.

May began to gain control over his mind, and as she did, she sorted through his memories. She instantly learned Arabic and that she was in a small building in the middle of nowhere in south west Iraq. The I.S.I.S. nations had found out that May was important to the Americans, but the interrogator did not know why. They hoped to find out more about her by kidnapping and torturing her. She found that no people were at the site other than those her Roaches had just dealt with.

Although she found out all of the useful information that the interrogator knew, through the man's memories, she also saw personal information.

May gained all of this knowledge at once. She saw everything that the man remembered: she saw pieces of his childhood, and that he was raised to hate Israel and America, calling America the great Satan and Israel the little Satan. She saw him beat his wife, and trained with I.S.I.S. She saw every technique he used to make people talk, every person he had so horribly mutilated, every life he had brutally taken. She saw his conversation with her the day before. She saw it all at once.

May, able to handle neither the brutality of what she had seen, nor the amount of information she had just extracted, stayed as still as a statue for several seconds. When she did move, she slowly backed up until her back hit the wall. May slumped down until she sat on the ground, placed a hand over her mouth, and wept.

For what seemed like an eternity, May sat in the corner weeping. It was one thing to know that people were capable of horrible things, but it was entirely different to remember it being done to someone. Even if it was not her memories, May remembered the people the interrogator had killed.

Some time later, whether it was minutes or hours she could not tell, May looked up to see the black haired man laying on the ground. He was dead. The parasite took its toll on his body, and he died shortly after it read his memories. She stood up and left the small room, her three unburrowed Roaches in tow. She now knew who had kidnapped her, but she did not know why.

May searched her interrogator's memories for other torture outposts, but found no recollection of any more.

May walked outside and contemplated her options as the sun flooded heat down from the sky.

I.S.I.S. wanted her. That much she knew. Why they wanted her was obvious. How they knew to want her was unclear. She would need to work with "Matt" to find that out.

Could she truly trust "Matt?" Could "Matt" have had something to do with her getting kidnapped? Possibly. She had no way of knowing.

If she couldn't trust "Matt," who could she trust? Someone who had no option but to trust her.

"Matilda."

"Yes?"

"I want two new Nydus Networks in Broodland. The first will surface at your Lair in America; take everything in America to Broodland with it. The other Nydus Worm will come here. As soon as you get to Broodland, take half of the military and bring them here along with as many Drones as needed. You are to set up a base here.

"I want two Hatcheries, eighteen Spine Crawlers, eight Spore Crawlers, two Extractors and enough Drones to work them at maximum efficiency. Set up a defensive perimeter, but only attack something if I give you permission. While you are setting things up, I will be heading to Israel to discuss an alliance. Have you got all of that?"

"Yes. It will be done."

"Good."

May turned around and went back into the building to search for water. She quickly found a couple of canteens and brought them with her as she left the building again.

May looked around her, scanning the horizon, and then, with her mind, reached out for the Overseer in orbit above earth. She used it to plot a path west to Israel before setting off in that direction with her twelve Roaches that tunneling underneath her feet.

It was fairly hot out, but not nearly as hot as May had expected. The ground was rocky and dry, and no water was in sight. There were few plants where she went, and those she saw, she was not familiar with.

After walking for several minutes, May had an epiphany. She realized that she had wings, but that she was walking. With her old wings, there was not nearly enough surface area to fly, but with these new wings, she figured that she might have a chance.

She stopped, unfurled her wings, and began trying to flap them in a way that she thought would lift her. To her surprise, she was able to get her feet several inches off of the ground, but she could not stay in the air for more than a couple of seconds.

May couldn't help but smile at the exciting prospect of being able to fly. She took off in a sprint to try to get more lift and used her wings to shove the air around her downwards as she jumped. She launched high into the air with an exhilarating woosh.

She soared through the air for several breathtaking moments; as she tried glide, a slight shift in the wind blew her off balance and into a tumble. Her short, exciting flight suddenly turned into a fight to slow herself down. As the ground quickly approached, May felt as though time was slowing down. She could not get enough air under her wings, and barely managed to right herself before landing on the sun burned ground.

She tumbled several times before coming to a stop. She had managed to tuck her wings in asap the last moment, no thus keep them from getting bent awkwardly.

For several moments May lay on the ground, afraid to move. Nothing hurt too much, but she did not feel like finding out whether or not she was seriously injured. After a fall like that, she figured that she would be sore the next day.

Eventually, she got the courage to move. Slowly and carefully, May sat up. Nothing appeared to be broken, and she was not in any pain. She carefully stood up and dusted herself off before checking herself to make sure she had no injuries. All was well, and May's spirits lifted once more.

May walked for several steps. Then she began to jog. Finally, she went into a full sprint. A big smile appeared on her face as she jumped with her wings a second time. Again, she soared high into the air.

While she glided, she tried flapping her wings to retain her altitude, but she could not figure out the best way to move her wings. As she approached the ground, much slower than last time, she turned her wings and slowed in an ungraceful landing. She stumbled several steps when her feet hit the ground, but righted herself quickly.

She continued this process of flying and landing for several hours, each time getting better at both. She continued tirelessly jumping into the air and gliding back down until nightfall. When it became dark, May stopped and took note that her Roaches had managed to keep with her.

She ordered them to keep watch while she slept for the night. She ordered nine to keep a short distance away, and she ordered three to say near her.

Trouble never came, and May slept soundly through the night. When the sun rose, so to did May.

As she continued her trek to Israel, she became much better at flying and could almost maintain flight indefinitely. Almost.

After several hours of walking, May began to hear booming noises coming from beyond the horizon. Unsure of whether she was in Israel or not, she decided to go around the noise. She looked through her Overseer to find the best way around, but found that ahead of her was a city with military forces in and around it. She continued looking for a way into Israel, but the entire country was surrounded and there were many firefights going on around it. If she wanted in, she could either sneak in or break in.

May checked on her new base before deciding on a plan of action.

"Matilda, how are we doing with the new Hive Cluster?"

"The Nydus Worm has surfaced, and I am on my way to Broodland. Your Hatchery, Spine and Spore Crawlers, and Extracters began construction less than an hour ago, and there are seven hundred sixty four units guarding the area as you instructed."

"Seven hundred? I said half of my forces."

"Yes. Once you were taken, I ordered an increase in production. We had a large amount of biomass in storage."

"Okay, great! Good job. How long until the Crawlers are finished?"

"About a day."

"Alright. When they finish, I want all of the forces in Iraq, excluding the Swarm Hosts, to come to my position. Israel is surrounded, so we will break in."

"It will be done."

"Before I forget, what are our forces composed of?"

"About half are Zerglings, and the other half are Roaches with several dozen Hydralisks."

"Okay."

Now all May had to do was wait. For a day. Doing nothing. Then she would have to wait for her forces to arrive. For almost half of a day. Doing nothing. None of this appealed to her.

In less than two hours, May became too restless to wait for her forces. She had twelve Roaches at her disposal, and they were far from busy. She decided to test them.

If she was going to wage war, she needed to know how well her army would do in battle. Thus she took control of one of her Roaches and used the orbiting Overseer to tunnel the Roach to the city.

Through the Roach, May reached a group of military personnel in the dusty streets. They were wearing what she recognized, through her interrogator's memories, as Saudi Arabian uniforms. The eight of them appeared to be guarding a small road, and none of them were facing May's burrowed Roach.

May was tempted to attack them while they were turned away, but she decided against it. She wanted to test the combat capabilities of her army not their stealth. Thus, she unburrowed her Roach and had it make a sound somewhere between clicking and gargling. Several of the men turned around. When they saw the Roach, they began shouting in Arabic.

"Look at that thing!" "What is it?" "It looks like a big beetle or something."

While the Saudi Arabians were gawking at the Roach, May, through the Roach, looked at the surrounding area. The buildings were like many pieces jammed together to form walls on either side of the road. Some of the units had signs hanging that would have been brightly colored had they not been covered in a layer of tan dust. There were breaks in the building/walls that created other roads leading to different parts of the city.

The men May's Roach now faced were far from the front lines, and she assumed that they were supposed to act as lookouts to ensure that no Israeli soldiers made it through the Saudi Arabian section of the I.S.I.S. noose that threatened to strangle Israel.

May had seen enough of the city, and turned her Roach back to the Saudi Arabians. She spit acid at the farthest man since it would likely be her only chance at a clean shot. It hit him square in the chest, burning through his clothing, body armor, and flesh in moments. He barely had a chance to scream before he was dead.

In a heartbeat, the remaining seven soldiers processed what had happened. As the Saudi Arabians dove for cover, May's Roach shot another blast of acid. The second man's fate was the same as the first, and by the time he died, the remaining six had found cover and began to open fire.

For a second, the bullets did surprisingly little damage, but by the time May's Roach fired on a third man, its armor began to fracture. By the fourth shot, her Roach's armor was severely damaged in some area, and a couple of stray bullets had pierced into the Roach's organs. The four men who were left did enough damage that May did not want to risk taking a fIfth shot.

Thus, May burrowed the Roach and waited. She had learned from Matilda that Roaches healed faster while burrowed, but she was surprised at how fast that was. Within three minutes, the Roach was fully healed and ready for combat once more. She surfaced the Roach again, and saw the remaining four Saudi Arabian soldiers anxiously waiting for backup. They noticed the Roach immediately and opened fire as quickly as they could, but it was not enough; with fewer weapons, they stood little chance against the Roach, and each of the soldiers fell to the Roach's acid.

With its work done, May burrowed the Roach one last time and ordered it to return to her. As it was leaving, backup arrived for the eight I.S.I.S. soldiers in the form of two armored vehicles with machine guns mounted on top, but it was far to late to help the men who had faced the Roach.

As May's Roach returned, May scanned the battlefield with her Overseer. She found a couple of vehicles that, at first, she thought were tanks. She sent her Roach to investigate.

Upon unburrowing behind the vehicles, May's Roach saw what the vehicles were. Mobile artillery. Both of the vehicles had their guns pointed at the sky as they bombarded Israeli positions.

May ordered her Roach to attack one of the artillery vehicles, and the Roach spat acid on the turret of one of them.

The acid, upon striking the armored surface of the artillery, began to corrode the metal and paint. Smoke-like vapors rose from the acid as it ate away the armor.

Suddenly, both of the vehicles fired at the exact same time. Dust blew off of the ground over six yards away, and the earth shook from the power of the awesome machines.

Unfortunately for one of the artillery vehicles, the vibrations created from firing the cannon allowed a small amount of acid to get inbetween the body of the vehicle and the turret.

As the acid continued it's assault on the armor of the vehicle, the Roach spat another blast of acid. This time, the acid struck the base of the artillery's gun. Due to the near silent nature of the Roach's attack, none of the artillery crew knew that they were being fired on.

The Roach continued to spit several more globs of acid on the artillery as the crew reloaded the cannon. After about thirty seconds, the two artillery vehicles fired a second time.

Due to the Roach's acid, the structural integrity of the vehicle was significantly reduced, and the barrel had been slightly bent. When the cannon fired, the round struck the inner wall of the rifled barrel and detonated.

The resulting explosion crumpled the weakened armor, and the vehicle was entirely destroyed. Shrapnel from the vehicle was blasted in all directions, and the crew of the second artillery vehicle quickly found out that something was not right.

May ordered her Roach to attack the second artillery vehicle, and as it approached the vehicle to get within range, a hatch on top of the vehicle opened. A man stuck his head through the hatch, and May ordered her Roach to attack the man instead of the vehicle.

The artillery operator was far too concerned with the remains of the other artillery vehicle to notice the cause of its destruction. He paid for his single-mindedness with his life as a burst of acid struck the side of his head, killing him almost instantly.

As his body slumped back into the hatch, his fellow operators attempted to catch him. When they did, they grabbed parts of him that were still covered in acid. The operators' hands paid dearly for their mistake as acid began eating away at their flesh.

Seeing that the hatch on top of the artillery turret was still open, May ordered her Roach to shoot acid into the hole.

The Roach climbed on top of the vehicle and looked down into the hatch. Looking back was a horrified Saudi Arabian that soon met his end as he was doused in acid. The Roach fired a couple more blasts of acid into the artillery and left the crew for dead. May, pleased with the amount of work her Roach had done, ordered it to return to her.

Once the Roach returned, May was content to wait for her army. Now she knew how well her forces matched up to I.S.I.S., and she knew that getting to Israel would be a simpler task than she originally thought. She also had plenty of time to explore her Swarm's DNA.


I couldn't think of a good place to put this in the chapter, but I figured that I should clarify anyway. May IS still wearing clothing in spite of having just come out of a chrysalis. I wouldn't have a character running around naked...unless...well...Matilda...she...doesn't... You know what? If it somehow offends you that Matilda is naked, then you couldn't have played Starcraft II. Kerrigan was naked most of Starcraft I, HoTS, and LoTS. She was also naked in all of Brood War and WoL.

Wow. I never realized how much time Kerrigan spent naked in the Starcraft series. It kind of weirds me out now that I think about it. I think that I am going to move on now.

So the chapters seem to get longer every time. I just add more stuff as I edit, and it builds up. This chapter is 4.1k words long! I hope you guys enjoyed, and I hope that I can keep posting around once or twice a week.

To justriedabook: I should have used the word "detained" instead of "arrested", and I think that I am going to go back and change that. To explain, she was "arrested" by "Matt" when she was taken to be questioned. She asked if she was free to go, or something like that, to which "Matt" replied that she was not. Technically, in America at least, that is considered being under arrest because she was not at liberty to leave the building.

To : I guess Fanfiction is not worried about getting things up quickly. :(

Edit: Just a quick shout-out to a couple of people who reviewed this chapter.

To justriedabook: First, I don't really know what I was thinking. More than likely, I was not. I wish that there were some cinematics with Roaches in them. Gameplay is far from a reliable source for scale lol. Don't worry though, I went back and changed it.

Second, chapter six has part of a news clip that explains that I.S.I.S. went from a terrorist group to a coalition of nations. I just now went back and had the news clip explain the situation in more detail. It was easy to miss before, but now it should be easier to take note of. You probably don't want to go back and find the part I changed, so here is what has happened.

In real life, I.S.I.S. wants to destroy Israel, but they are not a part of the governments in the Middle East. This story is set just a little bit in the future, and in this future, I.S.I.S. ideologies have so permeated the Middle East that I.S.I.S. members make up the majority of government positions in Saudi Arabia, Jordan, Iran, Syria, Iraq, and Lebanon. These nations have formed an alliance whose main goal is to take over Israel. In other words, Israel is being attacked from all sides by an enemy with vastly superior numbers. A worst case scenario. (Well, I guess it could be worse if Turkey joined, but if they did, I doubt that Israel would be able to hold out long enough for the Zerg to make a difference.)

Next, Extractors. I had meant to explain why Extractors work differently in the story than in the game, but I guess I didn't. I just went back and edited chapter 6 to add an explanation of how it works. I was in a pickle about how the Zerg were going to grow without Mineral Formations or Vesper Gas, so I had to make Extractors work differently. Thanks for pointing that out!

Finally, May is still figuring out what she can and can't do. As time goes on, she will begin to realize her potential.

To Arachnodon: 1. I didn't make it very clear in the story, but only May's wings have changed. I just went back and edited it to clarify that. So, my bad.

2. I know that the Zerg are much more powerful canonically, but I didn't want the Zerg to be able to curb stomp absolutely everything. I am trying to make individual Zerg units less powerful, but greater in number. I did, however, just change a little bit to make the Roach a bit tougher than before. Given how I was off on the size of Roaches, I think that a larger Roach would be able to take more damage.

5. I just went back and changed that. Thanks for letting me know!

To everyone else, thank you for reviewing! Your feedback is what makes me want to keep writing. I hope you guys keep pointing out errors/things that make no sense/unclear wording/ect... I can't make anything better if I think everything is perfect already!