VI. Zerg Air lines
Bluish hazel orbs filled the air... beasts that were lurking in the shadows vanished into these frozen orbs. A blurred face was comming into focus. From her voice came a song... It pierced whatever it was inside of him, more painful than any wound he ever bore.
Illiawile opened his eyes... he had been sleeping for awhile in a strange looking cavern. Elissa was in the hall whistling that strange tune that pierced him in his dreams. He got up physically but his mind was still dwelling, as it always dwelled on that memory.
However, Illiawile was actually being distracted from his memories by getting acquainted to this dimension. He realized that he had alot of catching up to do if he wanted to figure out what everthing meant. He followed Elissa in the hallway to a place where she had a numerous amount of metalic instruments setup. He sat infront of what she called a television, it intrigued him greatly.
"Don't tell me you've never seen one of these," Elissa mockingly asked.. "We have something similar, we have portals where you speak and see people from far away places".. Illiawile replied.
Elissa sighs and feels it totally hopeless to try to explain it to him. She begins to get up and walking away but Illiawile stops her, saying... "I'll figure out what everything is in due time.. what I want to ask you is...".
There was a pause.. "that song... you whistled." "It hurts..."
Before Illiawile could finish his head met with a hard blow from a sofa cushion. "So what if I'm out of tune!", Elissa yelled at him...
"Our fleet is almost in protoss air space," Zel'xol announced over comm. "We will attempt to find a place to set up base so that we can figure out what to do." Zel'xol sees a planet that seemed like it still had some minerals left, but not enough to attract anyone's attention. He orders the fleet's decent into this unknown world. After their landing, they walk around trying to find a most suitable place for a base w/ some minerals when they stumble accross a wreckage of a former protoss/terran base. "It happenned even here?", Zel'xol pondered. There lay many remains of his bretheren, mutilated beyond recognition. He began burning inside. Then it crossed Zel'xol's mind... so this is why the leaders no longer send reinforcements to them.
"We are being wiped out. The terrans want to destroy my race," Zel'xol was deeply angered by that thought. How dare those terrans believe that they can overrun the protoss. Terrans don't stand a chance against Protoss!! Elissa had overheard this walking into the bridge on the carrier... "Now why would we want to do that"... "we've been allies fighting the zerg for so long". Zel'xol countered, "but the zerg are no more, which to you primitive species means that we are no longer allies." Elissa stared menacingly back, "who is primitive here?"
Illiawile just stood there confused, "we are all on the same side, we are stronger when we fight side by side" I learned this lesson long ago. We necromancers despised all the other races that we met ( amazons, paladins, barabarians... especially barbarians ) on our journey to destroy the evil in our world. But once we realized that it takes all of us together to break evil, evil as strong as such... only then was the evil broken.
Zel'xol calmed down by now... "Elissa... no harm was meant.. we are allies." Elissa replied, "it's ok, I don't take things too seriously." Illiawile was relieved to see the tension ease a little, but watching the devoured base below somehow didn't make him feel too serene. "I don't think we are alone", muttered Illiawile. "what do you mean? There's absolutely nothing on the scanners," Zel'xol logically explained. "Well, we have no observers or science facilities with us do we?" Elissa curtly countered.
By this time, they had finally touched down and their fleets have secured the area. SCV's and probes began deploying and setting up camp. There weren't too much minerals so they had to choose their structures strategically. Luckily there were terran add-on's left behind and a few pylons here and there that were still functional.
However, as soon as the first missle turret was erected, the sensors flashed with a billion dots on the ground. The cannons that were setup automatically began firing at the burrowed creatures, waking them up rudely from their afternoon nap. "oops, huh" Elissa mocked to Zel'xol. Illiawile readied his wand and was ready to begin another zerg massacre when Zel'xol stopped him. "There's also about 100000 mutalisks descending above us in 10 minutes" "if we stay and fight here, we'll get hacked to death from above".
Illiawile stared at the broken colonies as the ship began to lift off... right then, he saw two emerald eyes that looked too familiar. It peered out to him from a crack on top of a missle turret. "Mina....." Illiawile splattered from his desperate voice. Before Zel'xol or Elissa could even ask what he just said, Illiawile had punched a hole through the carrier hatch and jumped out of the ship. "What!?!"... Elissa looked down the rummaged hatch watchin Illiawile run like never before...
"We have to get out of here", Zel'xol looked at the scanner, "9 minutes before we get hit from above." Elissa stared down watching at the lines forming from the unburrowing zergs, and then she looked at the sky, it had become dark by now. Lines of Zerg mutalisks had blanketed them, as if the hand of god ready to carry them away.
Bluish hazel orbs filled the air... beasts that were lurking in the shadows vanished into these frozen orbs. A blurred face was comming into focus. From her voice came a song... It pierced whatever it was inside of him, more painful than any wound he ever bore.
Illiawile opened his eyes... he had been sleeping for awhile in a strange looking cavern. Elissa was in the hall whistling that strange tune that pierced him in his dreams. He got up physically but his mind was still dwelling, as it always dwelled on that memory.
However, Illiawile was actually being distracted from his memories by getting acquainted to this dimension. He realized that he had alot of catching up to do if he wanted to figure out what everthing meant. He followed Elissa in the hallway to a place where she had a numerous amount of metalic instruments setup. He sat infront of what she called a television, it intrigued him greatly.
"Don't tell me you've never seen one of these," Elissa mockingly asked.. "We have something similar, we have portals where you speak and see people from far away places".. Illiawile replied.
Elissa sighs and feels it totally hopeless to try to explain it to him. She begins to get up and walking away but Illiawile stops her, saying... "I'll figure out what everything is in due time.. what I want to ask you is...".
There was a pause.. "that song... you whistled." "It hurts..."
Before Illiawile could finish his head met with a hard blow from a sofa cushion. "So what if I'm out of tune!", Elissa yelled at him...
"Our fleet is almost in protoss air space," Zel'xol announced over comm. "We will attempt to find a place to set up base so that we can figure out what to do." Zel'xol sees a planet that seemed like it still had some minerals left, but not enough to attract anyone's attention. He orders the fleet's decent into this unknown world. After their landing, they walk around trying to find a most suitable place for a base w/ some minerals when they stumble accross a wreckage of a former protoss/terran base. "It happenned even here?", Zel'xol pondered. There lay many remains of his bretheren, mutilated beyond recognition. He began burning inside. Then it crossed Zel'xol's mind... so this is why the leaders no longer send reinforcements to them.
"We are being wiped out. The terrans want to destroy my race," Zel'xol was deeply angered by that thought. How dare those terrans believe that they can overrun the protoss. Terrans don't stand a chance against Protoss!! Elissa had overheard this walking into the bridge on the carrier... "Now why would we want to do that"... "we've been allies fighting the zerg for so long". Zel'xol countered, "but the zerg are no more, which to you primitive species means that we are no longer allies." Elissa stared menacingly back, "who is primitive here?"
Illiawile just stood there confused, "we are all on the same side, we are stronger when we fight side by side" I learned this lesson long ago. We necromancers despised all the other races that we met ( amazons, paladins, barabarians... especially barbarians ) on our journey to destroy the evil in our world. But once we realized that it takes all of us together to break evil, evil as strong as such... only then was the evil broken.
Zel'xol calmed down by now... "Elissa... no harm was meant.. we are allies." Elissa replied, "it's ok, I don't take things too seriously." Illiawile was relieved to see the tension ease a little, but watching the devoured base below somehow didn't make him feel too serene. "I don't think we are alone", muttered Illiawile. "what do you mean? There's absolutely nothing on the scanners," Zel'xol logically explained. "Well, we have no observers or science facilities with us do we?" Elissa curtly countered.
By this time, they had finally touched down and their fleets have secured the area. SCV's and probes began deploying and setting up camp. There weren't too much minerals so they had to choose their structures strategically. Luckily there were terran add-on's left behind and a few pylons here and there that were still functional.
However, as soon as the first missle turret was erected, the sensors flashed with a billion dots on the ground. The cannons that were setup automatically began firing at the burrowed creatures, waking them up rudely from their afternoon nap. "oops, huh" Elissa mocked to Zel'xol. Illiawile readied his wand and was ready to begin another zerg massacre when Zel'xol stopped him. "There's also about 100000 mutalisks descending above us in 10 minutes" "if we stay and fight here, we'll get hacked to death from above".
Illiawile stared at the broken colonies as the ship began to lift off... right then, he saw two emerald eyes that looked too familiar. It peered out to him from a crack on top of a missle turret. "Mina....." Illiawile splattered from his desperate voice. Before Zel'xol or Elissa could even ask what he just said, Illiawile had punched a hole through the carrier hatch and jumped out of the ship. "What!?!"... Elissa looked down the rummaged hatch watchin Illiawile run like never before...
"We have to get out of here", Zel'xol looked at the scanner, "9 minutes before we get hit from above." Elissa stared down watching at the lines forming from the unburrowing zergs, and then she looked at the sky, it had become dark by now. Lines of Zerg mutalisks had blanketed them, as if the hand of god ready to carry them away.