Chapter 10 The eyes of a necro ( ending )
The four corsairs lifted off... "What should we do now?", Elissa questioned.
"We're going to get our home back", Zel'xol said casually...
"HOW?", all voices echoes at Zel'xol as they struggled to pilot the corsairs.
"You'll see" was the only response afforded back to them, "follow me"
Zel'xol programmed his plane to head towards the space, while he jumped off and boarded melinda's plane. To her surprise and relief, Zel'xol was now piloting her plane. The three corsairs then sped towards their carrier which they had now called home. The decoy corsair attracted the protoss forces while they programmed the corsairs on a suicide mission to take out and distract the cannons that had been guarding their carrier. Stealthily they boarded their ship and sped off without attracting alot of attention.
Zel'xol looked back, and thought to himself, "this went too well according to plan." It seemed that there was too little resistance to them leaving. He would soon know the reason why. He looked back staring over the shipyard where he had just left his past... Suddenly, the shipyard exploded. A large group of battlecruisers and wraiths emerged in sight and on radar. The entire protoss squad appeared burning in the horizon trying to prevent their city from being destroyed. None of this seemed to matter now to Zel'xol, he simply watched the flames and felt the hatred burn deep inside him. His eyes revealed the true sadness only the eyes of a stoic warrior could express.
He got unto one of the corsairs despite efforts from his crewmates to try to contain him. Reason no longer mattered, this was his homeland, and his people, no matter what happens. Furthermore, He had just lost the last source of joy in his memories. He rushed towards the terran fleet with a veracity unseen of a corsair pilot before.
His friends bravely followed after him in a corsair and two interceptors. Illiawile unleashed multiple bone spirits to try to clear out the path to get to Zel'xol while cursing the terran pilots with decrepify to make give them more time to out-maneuver them. However, it was hopeless, a Yamato cannon had focused it's aim upon Zel'xol and his ship was clearly not going to hold up to the blast. Melinda heroically uses her ship to shield Zel'xol from the blast. In shock, Zel'xol saw Melinda's eyes through the cockpit of her ship, he saw a smile from her. The anger inside him faded away as he watched the most innocent and caring soul freed from this world.
invisible tears rolled down the eyes of the broken warrior. He quickly followed Elissa and Illiawile back to the carrier, as he watched everything he had known be torn to shreds in the horrifyingly panoramic view of his homeland.
There was silence for weeks on the carrier. Zel'xol became consumed by his misery, while Illiawile heard strangle and troubling calls and visions from his world more and more frequently. Elissa tried her best to cheer them both us but it seemed more and more that they were drifting into three different worlds.
Illiawile woke up one day to a different silence, one which he was familiar with. He walked out of his room that day and straight into Zel'xol's. There he lay, the way he would be last remembered. There lay all the greatness and courage, "what a waste", Illiawile acceptingly said. Elissa helped Illiawile carry the warrior's death to a fitting funeral. They set him upon his interceptor and set him off into space.
Elissa and Illiawile stood alone on the bridge, watching Zel'xol leave them forever.
"We had a legend in our world, there lives a woman who leads great souls to through the passages of time. She saw so many come and go, yet she sat resolute in her strength, focusing on guiding the souls, even if the souls belonged to hell itself"
"Was this woman alone in the end", Elissa simply stated.
"yes"
"Then I hate that legend", Elissa said it with such conviction that Illiawile
had to become straightforward with her.
"I have to go to where I belong as well"
Elissa desperately tried to convince him to let go of the past. She starts
talking about her life.. "I could be useful, she still have a nuke in the ship"
She begins to show him how much he could still use her help.
"Please...", Illiawile kissed Elissa at this point and casted a sleeping
spell on her.
Elissa began to loose her grip on the world, she saw blurring images on Illiawile
laying her on the ground and walking away. She muttered, "no...".. but she was
fading away as she saw Illiawile wave his last goodbye.
Illiawile knew what he had to do, he had to leave her now than later.
It would hurt more later. He also knew that fate was calling him to
a distant place. He grabbed his old tattered shield, as if picking up
an aged childhood friend. He placed the shield next to Elissa,
"may you finally get to rest", Illiawile stared at the sight.
He went and grabbed the crystal that had been so precious to Zel'xol. "You
will be the inspiration of my strength" Illiawile then suddenly got an idea. He placed the dark templar crystal on the nuclear warhead that Elissa had described to him. He took Elissa's rifle and headed off in the last corsair to the site where
the voices in his head were coming from.
He began reaching zerg airspace, blankets of mutalisks, scourges, overminds were actually parting a path for him. As if a welcome mat to their world. He landed his ship on the zerg planet and immediately casted all his minions. He walked suspiciously at all the parted zerg troops that eerily distanced themselves from him.
Soon he reached the source of the calls and there lay the overmind. Illiawile was stricken by this even though he had been preparing for the worst.
"What took you so long, I have a surprise for you." The overmind telepathically entered into Illiawile's mind.
Then sprung out of the ground, the sorceress that he had so loved. She was
now raised as an undead. Illiawile's fears were now confirmed, the eerie feeling
he had been getting was the evil he had been so accustomed to in his dimension.
"Do you like my present? You thought you sealed the two dimensions
from ever entering each other again. You're a fool, there is more
than one way to cross dimensions. The worldstone in your world
has now been destroyed, thus, all you've done had been in vain!"
Illiawile in anger and sadness aimed his sniper rifle at the overmind
and activated the nuke while he ordered all his minions to attack the
overmind. However, he suddenly felt a poisonous spike penetrate through
his right chest. The undead sorceress had mortally wounded him.
The overmind laughed as he controlled the sorceress like a puppet. Illiawile's
minions crumbled as he lost his concentration to control them. The overmind
laughed further as the red dot was still kept focused upon him. "You can
do what you want, but nukes won't even lay a scratch on me", the overmind
tortured Illiawile with this as it had the sorceress send another spike through
Illiawile. Illiawile was fading away as he saw the nuke falling upon the overmind.
He gathered enough strength to give one last smile to this sight... The overmind
finally realizes that the nuke had been socketed with a dark templar crystal,
but it was too late as he felt his mortality for the first time in its existence.
Illiawile watched everything turn bright, saw the sorceress of his past
finally set free. But the lingering thought, his last one, was
that of a ghost soldier. One that would be alone, who would have to
deal with both the evils of her world and now the evils of his as well.
Was it all in vain? Then as the searing flame engulfed him, he saw Elissa's tears
wash across his soul as he saw the image of her. He understood the answer,
it was just the fate seen ahead by the eyes of a necro.
The four corsairs lifted off... "What should we do now?", Elissa questioned.
"We're going to get our home back", Zel'xol said casually...
"HOW?", all voices echoes at Zel'xol as they struggled to pilot the corsairs.
"You'll see" was the only response afforded back to them, "follow me"
Zel'xol programmed his plane to head towards the space, while he jumped off and boarded melinda's plane. To her surprise and relief, Zel'xol was now piloting her plane. The three corsairs then sped towards their carrier which they had now called home. The decoy corsair attracted the protoss forces while they programmed the corsairs on a suicide mission to take out and distract the cannons that had been guarding their carrier. Stealthily they boarded their ship and sped off without attracting alot of attention.
Zel'xol looked back, and thought to himself, "this went too well according to plan." It seemed that there was too little resistance to them leaving. He would soon know the reason why. He looked back staring over the shipyard where he had just left his past... Suddenly, the shipyard exploded. A large group of battlecruisers and wraiths emerged in sight and on radar. The entire protoss squad appeared burning in the horizon trying to prevent their city from being destroyed. None of this seemed to matter now to Zel'xol, he simply watched the flames and felt the hatred burn deep inside him. His eyes revealed the true sadness only the eyes of a stoic warrior could express.
He got unto one of the corsairs despite efforts from his crewmates to try to contain him. Reason no longer mattered, this was his homeland, and his people, no matter what happens. Furthermore, He had just lost the last source of joy in his memories. He rushed towards the terran fleet with a veracity unseen of a corsair pilot before.
His friends bravely followed after him in a corsair and two interceptors. Illiawile unleashed multiple bone spirits to try to clear out the path to get to Zel'xol while cursing the terran pilots with decrepify to make give them more time to out-maneuver them. However, it was hopeless, a Yamato cannon had focused it's aim upon Zel'xol and his ship was clearly not going to hold up to the blast. Melinda heroically uses her ship to shield Zel'xol from the blast. In shock, Zel'xol saw Melinda's eyes through the cockpit of her ship, he saw a smile from her. The anger inside him faded away as he watched the most innocent and caring soul freed from this world.
invisible tears rolled down the eyes of the broken warrior. He quickly followed Elissa and Illiawile back to the carrier, as he watched everything he had known be torn to shreds in the horrifyingly panoramic view of his homeland.
There was silence for weeks on the carrier. Zel'xol became consumed by his misery, while Illiawile heard strangle and troubling calls and visions from his world more and more frequently. Elissa tried her best to cheer them both us but it seemed more and more that they were drifting into three different worlds.
Illiawile woke up one day to a different silence, one which he was familiar with. He walked out of his room that day and straight into Zel'xol's. There he lay, the way he would be last remembered. There lay all the greatness and courage, "what a waste", Illiawile acceptingly said. Elissa helped Illiawile carry the warrior's death to a fitting funeral. They set him upon his interceptor and set him off into space.
Elissa and Illiawile stood alone on the bridge, watching Zel'xol leave them forever.
"We had a legend in our world, there lives a woman who leads great souls to through the passages of time. She saw so many come and go, yet she sat resolute in her strength, focusing on guiding the souls, even if the souls belonged to hell itself"
"Was this woman alone in the end", Elissa simply stated.
"yes"
"Then I hate that legend", Elissa said it with such conviction that Illiawile
had to become straightforward with her.
"I have to go to where I belong as well"
Elissa desperately tried to convince him to let go of the past. She starts
talking about her life.. "I could be useful, she still have a nuke in the ship"
She begins to show him how much he could still use her help.
"Please...", Illiawile kissed Elissa at this point and casted a sleeping
spell on her.
Elissa began to loose her grip on the world, she saw blurring images on Illiawile
laying her on the ground and walking away. She muttered, "no...".. but she was
fading away as she saw Illiawile wave his last goodbye.
Illiawile knew what he had to do, he had to leave her now than later.
It would hurt more later. He also knew that fate was calling him to
a distant place. He grabbed his old tattered shield, as if picking up
an aged childhood friend. He placed the shield next to Elissa,
"may you finally get to rest", Illiawile stared at the sight.
He went and grabbed the crystal that had been so precious to Zel'xol. "You
will be the inspiration of my strength" Illiawile then suddenly got an idea. He placed the dark templar crystal on the nuclear warhead that Elissa had described to him. He took Elissa's rifle and headed off in the last corsair to the site where
the voices in his head were coming from.
He began reaching zerg airspace, blankets of mutalisks, scourges, overminds were actually parting a path for him. As if a welcome mat to their world. He landed his ship on the zerg planet and immediately casted all his minions. He walked suspiciously at all the parted zerg troops that eerily distanced themselves from him.
Soon he reached the source of the calls and there lay the overmind. Illiawile was stricken by this even though he had been preparing for the worst.
"What took you so long, I have a surprise for you." The overmind telepathically entered into Illiawile's mind.
Then sprung out of the ground, the sorceress that he had so loved. She was
now raised as an undead. Illiawile's fears were now confirmed, the eerie feeling
he had been getting was the evil he had been so accustomed to in his dimension.
"Do you like my present? You thought you sealed the two dimensions
from ever entering each other again. You're a fool, there is more
than one way to cross dimensions. The worldstone in your world
has now been destroyed, thus, all you've done had been in vain!"
Illiawile in anger and sadness aimed his sniper rifle at the overmind
and activated the nuke while he ordered all his minions to attack the
overmind. However, he suddenly felt a poisonous spike penetrate through
his right chest. The undead sorceress had mortally wounded him.
The overmind laughed as he controlled the sorceress like a puppet. Illiawile's
minions crumbled as he lost his concentration to control them. The overmind
laughed further as the red dot was still kept focused upon him. "You can
do what you want, but nukes won't even lay a scratch on me", the overmind
tortured Illiawile with this as it had the sorceress send another spike through
Illiawile. Illiawile was fading away as he saw the nuke falling upon the overmind.
He gathered enough strength to give one last smile to this sight... The overmind
finally realizes that the nuke had been socketed with a dark templar crystal,
but it was too late as he felt his mortality for the first time in its existence.
Illiawile watched everything turn bright, saw the sorceress of his past
finally set free. But the lingering thought, his last one, was
that of a ghost soldier. One that would be alone, who would have to
deal with both the evils of her world and now the evils of his as well.
Was it all in vain? Then as the searing flame engulfed him, he saw Elissa's tears
wash across his soul as he saw the image of her. He understood the answer,
it was just the fate seen ahead by the eyes of a necro.