May rode with the Israeli in silence that was only broken once they reached a large city.

"Tel Aviv." The solder said pointing to the city.

"Wait. Isn't Jerusalem the capital? I need to go to Jerusalem." May replied in English even though she figured that he would not understand.

"Tel Aviv." He said again.

Switching to Arabic, May stated her concerns again.

"I need to go to Jerusalem. Je-ru-sa-lem." She said Jerusalem slowly the second time to make sure that the man understood.

"Tel A-viv." He retorted slowly.

May huffed, turned away, and crossed her arms. The soldier just chuckled to himself. It seemed that the man really wanted her in Tel Aviv.

The city was certainly not like the battle-torn city she had been in only hours ago. This city was bustling with life, and surprisingly normal. May had not been sure what to expect from Tel Aviv, but she was surprised by what she saw. It was familiar in that it had the feel of a large city; large skyscrapers, highways, and bridges contrasted strongly with the somewhat acrid landscape she had been seeing in the Middle East.

The signs and billboards was the most unfamiliar thing about the city. In America, all of the signs were in English, and English only. Here, the signs were all in three languages. Arabic, English, and what May assumed to be Hebrew.

The second thing that struck May as being odd was the way everyone drove. People were constantly changing lanes and trying to get ahead. What would have been called rude, extremely dangerous, reckless, or downright crazy seemed to be normal. May wondered at how nobody had wrecked in she few minutes she had been in the city.

As May marveled at Tel Aviv, the soldier quietly drove through the city. She did not stop to question or wonder what was so important about Tel Aviv that she would be brought here, for she was too preoccupied with the sight of the city to care. It was all so new to her that she wanted to remember everything that she saw.

After several minutes of driving on highways, the soldier took an exit ramp onto a much narrower road. The large vehicle took up two lanes of traffic, and it made May uncomfortable to be riding in such a large vehicle in the middle of the city.

May noticed that the city looked like it simply ended a little ways to her right. There was a line of buildings next to the street, but behind those buildings, there was nothing. May tried to find out why this was the case, but there was always something in the way.

As May was searching the area to the right, a small break in the buildings and decorative greenery revealed what was preventing buildings from being built. The Mediterranean sea.

May's eyes widened as she took in the brief glimpse of the endless expanse of water. The sunlight sparkled in the bluish green water, and the waves placidly broke against the sand. May spent the remainder of the trip trying to get glimpses of the beach.

Suddenly, the Humvee turned away from the beech, and May broke her gaze to give a sour look to the soldier. Although May knew that the soldier was just following orders, she was slightly upset at him for taking her away from the beach.

May shook herself out of her selfish stupor. She was here for political purposes, not to lounge on the beach. It was at this point that May began to wonder where she was being taken. She had passed many hotels that she assumed were for built tourists, but she had not seen any buildings that pertained to her situation.

The soldier turned off of the road and parked the Humvee in the middle of two parking spaces in a small parking lot. He pointed across the street to a nondescript light tan building that stood seven or eight stories tall. May looked through the Humvee's window at the building. Confused, she turned back to look at the soldier who made a shooing motion at her and pointed at the building again. She gave in, but made sure the soldier caught her eye roll before she got out.

May closed the door behind her once she got out. As she looked up at the building, the Humvee backed out of its parking space and drove away.

The front of the building jutted out above the first story and was supported by pillars, leaving a shady area just in front of the front doors. Behind the building was open water: on the outer wall of the middle of the second story, just after the pillars ended, was a large seal and English words below it. The seal had an eagle on it. The eagle held a branch in its left claws and a bundle of arrows in its right. The words under the seal read "EMBASSY OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA."

May's face turned into a frown. An American embassy was not where she needed to be at all. As May began to think of a place to go to negotiate, it struck her that even if the was in Jerusalem, she wouldn't know who she needed to talk to about this war.

Even if she did speak to someone important in Israel's government, it would take a miracle for them to listen. She could easily imagine the conversation.

"Hi, I am May and I have control over a race of giant bugs, and I want to help you fight a war. What do you think?"

Then the person would bust out laughing.

There had to be a way of getting someone to take her seriously. What would be best for the swarm? Not letting anyone know about their existence. What would be best for her? Not letting anyone know that she led the Zerg. It would be nearly impossible to hide the Zerg during a war, and she needed to contact someone in the Israeli government to let them know that the Zerg were willing to help in the war. But who would take her claims seriously? May huffed. There was no simple solution.

Frustrated, May began walking towards the beach and away from the embassy. She began looking through her DNA again, as it had become a habit, and was struck with an idea. If she could modify her own DNA, maybe she could make herself look like a Zerg. That way she could get people's attention and not get recognized for who she really was.

Excited about this, May began searching for a safe place to mutate. In front of her was a beach, and behind her was a huge city. May searched. She made her way to the beach, and turned right to walk along the beach.

After about an hour of walking, May saw a marina ahead of her with a long curved piece of land wrapping around the side near her. The outcrop of land kept the waves from knocking the boats around, and it looked like almost nobody went there on foot. It was far from secluded, but it was better than the middle of the beach or the open streets. She did not know how long her transformation would take, and decided to wait until dark to begin.

In the meantime, May sat on the edge of the beach and began forming ideas about her new Zerg self. What did she want to look like? Humanoid or something else entirely? Big and bulky or small and graceful? Whatever she ended up looking like, she wanted to be graceful.

Unfortunately, little about the Zerg exhibited grace. She wanted wings, that was for sure; there was nothing like flying. Mutalisk DNA would be needed then, but only the wing portion. She did not want to be stuck to the skies all of the time, but she also wanted somewhat normal legs. Zergling DNA would help with that. She did not want to be as small as a Zergling though, so Ultralisk DNA would counter the Zergling DNA and also provide extra armor. Armor...Roach DNA could really help with armor. Might as well add some Roach DNA for armor as well. Hydralisk DNA would improve her reflexes which would be helpful if she ever had to fight.

May began work on her design. Of course, some of the DNA strands she wanted were not compatible with other strands, and she had to eliminate the Roach DNA from her plan. She spent the rest of the day refining her work into something less like a Zerg and more like something more familiar.

Once night came, May had completed her design. She was not sure if it was permitted for her to go to the end of the barrier that protected the marina from waves, so she tried to remain as hidden as possible as she made her way there. She slumped over and ran to the marina's edge. Then she hurried to the end of the wave breaker. Once there, she mixed the DNA of the creature she had created with her own DNA. Immediately, a chrysalis began forming around her. After a couple of seconds, the edges of the chrysalis met above her and the encasement began filling with liquid. May took a deep breath as the liquid rose around her shoulders, and as the chrysalis was filled, May fell into unconsciousness.

Meanwhile, a thoroughly creeped out man was making a phone call from a hotel balcony overlooking the marina.


"I just received a tip about a disturbance on the marina breakwater." Alerted dispatch over the radio.

Having just started his graveyard shift, the officer let dispatch know that he was on his way to check it out.

A few minutes later, he arrived at the marina and parked his car. Getting out, he looked to the sky. The majority of the moon was blacked out. It was probably going to be a slow night. Nights with full moons were often the most exciting. Full moons seemed to bring out the crazy in people.

He sighed and closed the car door with one hand while pulling the flashlight from his belt with the other. He turned his light on and began walking out toward the beach as the waves quietly lapped at the sand. Looking around, he found that nobody was at the marina at all. He decided to check out the breakwater as that was where the disturbance was reported to be.

As he walked toward the end of the breakwater, something caught his attention. It was an object that looked different than the rocks around it. He approached the object and noted that it was slightly taller than he was and it looked sort of like a giant green and brown egg. He looked around him to make sure there were no people on the breakwater with him.

The officer put his hand against the surface; it was extremely smooth. He placed his flashlight against the side of the egg to try to see inside, and he thought he saw something within. He stepped away from the egg and returned to his patrol car.

Once inside his car, the officer grabbed the microphone for his radio.

"Dispatch, I think that I will need a second set of eyes on the...disturbance on the marina breakwater."

"I will send the next available unit." Came the reply.

Within a few minutes, another patrol car came to the marina. After new policeman surveyed the situation, a supervisor was requested and the marina owner was called.

Within a couple of hours, there were seven police officers, the marina owner, and a local reporter all trying to figure out where the giant egg came from, what was inside it, and why it was at the marina.


"John Dillinger, call 501 please. John Dillinger, 501."

John was just about finished with his shift at Saver's Choice grocery store when the lady on the intercom paged him. The call was coming from somewhere outside of the store; all calls not coming from the store started in 50 and ended, more often than not, in 1.

John had been suspended from work at the FBI until the investigation into May Flowers' disappearance was complete. What job he would be assigned after the investigation was over depended on its results. However, the investigation could take anywhere from a couple of weeks to a several months. Thus, the new job at Saver's Choice.

John kept telling himself that he was lucky to have a job at all and that stocking shelves was not so bad. Although true, he knew that his self encouragement would only covered the fact that he missed his old job. Stocking shelves was far from the worst job he could have ended up with, but it just was not very interesting compared to the interesting environment of the FBI.

John stopped what he was doing and made his way to the nearest store phone. Once he reached the phone in the back room, he dialed 501 and brought the phone to his ear.

"Thank you for calling Saver's Choice. My name is John. How may I help you?"

"Dillinger, this is Ledgett. We need you back. There is a situation. Come to headquarters immediately. You will be briefed there."

The line on the other end clicked and the dial tone began to sound. John hung up the phone and smiled before hurrying to the time clock to clock out early.


I had a couple hours of free time in-between classes, so I worked on editing this. Anyway, I hope y'all enjoyed it!

I am going to wait for a few chapters before a flag is chosen, so...yeah.

Thanks Arachnodon! I will probably be able to use that several times later on!

, I really wanted to do that, but I used an online flag making utility with pre-made shapes. I do not have the skill to draw the Zerg symbol on paper or on a computer. I am far from an artist. If I could do that, I would.