Disclaimer: No, don't own it... boo hoo! Oh, and sorry, I'm not really all that dignified so bear with me on the speech of the Protoss and Xel Naga... note I said Protoss... note of things to come... I like using dot, dot, dot... it is fun... Oh, and by the way in my story it said that the Xel Naga could have wiped out the Protoss but choose not to. And also, in my story I use sword, not saber, because saber is a one sided blade while a sword has more than one. (Even though a light saber has more than one cutting edge, light sword doesn't sound cool, so there!)


"Feltul, we have reached Zerus." said Urtant over the com system.

"Fine. I shall talk to you once I get there."

"We hear you Prætor..."

"We?" I inquired, but alas it was too late, he had already shut off the com system. Puzzled I pulled on my clothes and walked toward the Science Lab. Thinking over what he said I realized what he meant. The Foundation was getting to be paranoid of late. They might even have 'bugged' the com system. And in response to your questions that will arise, the Foundation is the ruling class of Xel Naga. We, the Prætors, are of the Foundation. All the Prætors in the Xel Naga civilization make up the Foundation. I am the highest Prætor, for now, but my so-called 'blunder' at Aiur, by letting the Protoss live has stirred up much dissent among the Foundation. I may not be High Prætor for much longer. And again, I was at my destination before I knew it. But, I do not know my way, from my room to here. Odd, for this is a new ship, so I do not know how to get around without first going to the Bridge. But, it is of no matter, I shall figure it out later.

"Feltul, we have discovered that you can harvest psi energy into blades, how did you know?"

"The Protoss discovered it for me. Although, we would have discovered it by ourselves, given time."

"Oh, yes, you're right, we only had thousands of years, to do so."

"What you say is on the verge of blaspheme. Are you saying that we are not competent enough?"

"No, what I'm saying is that the Protoss and we think differently, we do not think about weapons constantly, and they do. We think about the glorification of our civilization and the creation of others."

"Well, how would you know all of this?" I asked.

"Well... but anyway, yes!"

"Yes? Yes what?"

"Yes about the intelligence thing!"

"Intelligence? What sort of information does the Foundation have?"

"No, no, no! The removing of Intelligence!" said Urtant rocking back and forth on his feet excitedly.

"The what- oh, oh yes." I said with a smile across my mind.

"Yes you can and I want to go down to Zerus as soon as possible to take some worms up here to experiment on them, I've bioengineered creature called a Cerebrate, created from some old Protoss DNA laying about in the lab. And since its made from Protoss DNA it has Psychic powers! Not like the Protoss, but it is the one that will control the creatures. It can't harvest its power into a sword. It is only there to control the Zerg."

"Zerg?"

"Yes, Zerg, its my name for the creatures, it has a nice little ring to it doesn't it!"

"Urtant, no it doesn't, but are you ok? I mean I can get you to see a doctor, the Protoss DNA may have made you sick. You might want to go see a doctor."

"No, no I'm fine."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. Positive."