IV. The thickening
Zel'xol took Illiawile into his ship and placed him into a psionic cage. "This should hold him even though we know not what powers he may hold", Zel'xol was satisfied it seemed. Elissa didn't seem content by this as she seemed to want to torture him. She was still bitter even after being attended to by the medics. Illiawile was extremely confused, he wasn't sure if these people were friend or foe. He could've easily escaped and destroyed everything around but decided to be silent and just observe.
Elisa hesitated but then proceeded to telepathically probe Illiawile's mind. She never liked how ghosts could just intrude on the privacy of a person's mind. However, this case seemed to call for that special skill. Elissa's eyes grew wide as she began. Illiawile seemed to not even flinch as she began probing. The torture that Elissa thought she could inflict by stealing all of his memory backfired as she collapsed from all the images that spew forth. "If you want to know where I'm from, you should just ask", Illiawile was very non-chalant. "It might be safer for you that way", but Elissa still look horrified as she never had been before in her life. Zel'xol took his turn to mentally connect with Illiawile. They transfered basic information... he was from a different dimension, he was not Xel'naga. He was from a place called Lut Gloheim... he came through a dimensional warp gate that is now sealed. This was all that Zel'xol could gather before he began seeing images of pure evil. Spirits from the dead returning to take with them the living. Even Zel'xol couldn't venture further as there were many things there that were frightening, maybe just because he couldn't comprehend them.
Just then, a transmission came over com saying that backup support will not be available for the next zerg rush. "What??!", Zel'xol was indignant. How could they just leave an entire colony to die. Before they could finish their thoughts, a mutalisk hits the carrier, sending all the interceptors out to automatically defend the ship. "Well, nothing more we can do but fight to the death, I'll be seeing you in hell.", Elissa said having recovered from the images in Illiawile's mind. "I'll take you sometime if you really want", Illiawile silently laughed to himself.
Zergs, protoss and terrans all fighting for domination of the universe. This seemed like a scale even larger than Illiawile had been accustomed to. He began to absorb everything that was around him. The intricate uses of materials and metals of great power, far greater than even the artifacts of the horadrim. Well, maybe, he figured he still had a lot to learn about the various weapons the species of this dimension used.
The ship trembled as Illiawile saw flying bats colliding right into the ship and exploding. Illiawile saw he needed to do something quick, and began casting a wide radius of bone armor around the carrier. The armor took most of the heap of the collision damages but the ship was getting into really bad shape. "saving us again, even though you're locked up", Zel'xol said while he freed Illiawile from his prison. "if you can do that from in there, then you're obviously just humoring us by sitting there." Zel'xol looked at Illiawile and they not had a mutual respect for each other.
"get off your lazy butt and shoot down some zerg", Elissa added. As the air blackened all around them, not from darkness but from a cloud of mutalisks.
High above the Chi' Sara star system, a heavily encryted communication was going through. "The colony is almost wiped out by the Zerg"... Hmm... Lt. Mareg slowly contemplated. Will our objective be complete so easily...
Lt. Mareg was involved in a confederacy plot to destroy any terran colonies that were "polluted" by protoss influence. They felt that ever since the zerg's main forces were now obliterated, now was the time to make sure that the terrans would be the only dominating universal power. Terrans naturally feared the protoss. It was human history and nature. "The new cold war, interesting...", as Mareg thought back to all his ancient civilization books.
However, they were wrong about the zerg... a mysterious overmind laughs, and waits to see the outcome of the betrayals... Waiting for just the right time of weakness to strike a fatal blow to both terran and protoss worlds.
Zel'xol took Illiawile into his ship and placed him into a psionic cage. "This should hold him even though we know not what powers he may hold", Zel'xol was satisfied it seemed. Elissa didn't seem content by this as she seemed to want to torture him. She was still bitter even after being attended to by the medics. Illiawile was extremely confused, he wasn't sure if these people were friend or foe. He could've easily escaped and destroyed everything around but decided to be silent and just observe.
Elisa hesitated but then proceeded to telepathically probe Illiawile's mind. She never liked how ghosts could just intrude on the privacy of a person's mind. However, this case seemed to call for that special skill. Elissa's eyes grew wide as she began. Illiawile seemed to not even flinch as she began probing. The torture that Elissa thought she could inflict by stealing all of his memory backfired as she collapsed from all the images that spew forth. "If you want to know where I'm from, you should just ask", Illiawile was very non-chalant. "It might be safer for you that way", but Elissa still look horrified as she never had been before in her life. Zel'xol took his turn to mentally connect with Illiawile. They transfered basic information... he was from a different dimension, he was not Xel'naga. He was from a place called Lut Gloheim... he came through a dimensional warp gate that is now sealed. This was all that Zel'xol could gather before he began seeing images of pure evil. Spirits from the dead returning to take with them the living. Even Zel'xol couldn't venture further as there were many things there that were frightening, maybe just because he couldn't comprehend them.
Just then, a transmission came over com saying that backup support will not be available for the next zerg rush. "What??!", Zel'xol was indignant. How could they just leave an entire colony to die. Before they could finish their thoughts, a mutalisk hits the carrier, sending all the interceptors out to automatically defend the ship. "Well, nothing more we can do but fight to the death, I'll be seeing you in hell.", Elissa said having recovered from the images in Illiawile's mind. "I'll take you sometime if you really want", Illiawile silently laughed to himself.
Zergs, protoss and terrans all fighting for domination of the universe. This seemed like a scale even larger than Illiawile had been accustomed to. He began to absorb everything that was around him. The intricate uses of materials and metals of great power, far greater than even the artifacts of the horadrim. Well, maybe, he figured he still had a lot to learn about the various weapons the species of this dimension used.
The ship trembled as Illiawile saw flying bats colliding right into the ship and exploding. Illiawile saw he needed to do something quick, and began casting a wide radius of bone armor around the carrier. The armor took most of the heap of the collision damages but the ship was getting into really bad shape. "saving us again, even though you're locked up", Zel'xol said while he freed Illiawile from his prison. "if you can do that from in there, then you're obviously just humoring us by sitting there." Zel'xol looked at Illiawile and they not had a mutual respect for each other.
"get off your lazy butt and shoot down some zerg", Elissa added. As the air blackened all around them, not from darkness but from a cloud of mutalisks.
High above the Chi' Sara star system, a heavily encryted communication was going through. "The colony is almost wiped out by the Zerg"... Hmm... Lt. Mareg slowly contemplated. Will our objective be complete so easily...
Lt. Mareg was involved in a confederacy plot to destroy any terran colonies that were "polluted" by protoss influence. They felt that ever since the zerg's main forces were now obliterated, now was the time to make sure that the terrans would be the only dominating universal power. Terrans naturally feared the protoss. It was human history and nature. "The new cold war, interesting...", as Mareg thought back to all his ancient civilization books.
However, they were wrong about the zerg... a mysterious overmind laughs, and waits to see the outcome of the betrayals... Waiting for just the right time of weakness to strike a fatal blow to both terran and protoss worlds.