This fan fic is based on the events that happen in Star Craft. It begins a little while after the overmind is killed, and does not include Brood War. I thought of this story before Brood War came out, but I have mad changes to it, so such units as Frigates and Medics will be present as I assume they would have developed had the Brood War occurred or not.
Mengsk's hand rested on the cold handle of the door for a few moments before pushing it forward into his office. The lights flicked on and his desk sat empty in the middle of the room, everything meticulously in order. Along one side of the room was a long row of windows, and the curtains covering them furled up as the lights had come on. It was not very light out yet, and Mengsk had cursed for long moments before finally pulling himself out of bed. It was usually best to get in early anyways to avoid any press who seemed to be anxious for an update on the Zerg, and even more anxious about the dissapearance of the Protoss.
Mengsk sat in his seat. He enjoyed his office for long moments, taking in the details slowly like breaths of air. He leaned back in his chair, and gave a huge yawn. He spent a few more moments waking up until he sat up.
"Messages." he said sternly. A small slit in the floor came and a this screen protruded bringing itself up over Mengsk desk. The screen began to glow a bit, and a familiar robotic voice echoed through his office.
"Good morning Emperor Mengsk."
"Good morning."
"There are thirty one messages in your account. Would you like to hear them now."
"I want to make contact with Edmund first."
With a quiet beep, the screen changed to show a small square. 'Calling' flashed in the middle until it flashed away and Duke's face was displayed.
"Good morning Emperor." Duke said.
"Good morning General."
"How are things this morning?"
"Fairly well. I have numerous messages to answer, so I'm sure you know why I have called."
"Yes Emperor. An update. We've almost wiped out all the Zerg here on Tarsonis. The swarms are fairly misguided, so taking them out has been relatively easy."
"Why the sudden change?"
"I couldn't tell you Emperor. In the last month the hives have been falling without a hitch, and some of them Zerg just stand there and get killed. We'll get into the hive and find the drones just collecting and collecting, and we'll just fire and they'll run."
"Duke, I want you to make sure Tarsonis is clear soon so we can move on to Mar Sara. I want the zerg out of this system soon."
"Of course Emperor."
Mengsk took a slightly more serious tone. "Has their been any Protoss around? Any signs of anything at all?"
"Not one lousy sign Emperor. It's like they all got up and left as fast they could."
"Any sign of Raynor?"
"He's gone too. It's like everyone up and left for something bigger."
"I know. It worries me. Raynor was desperate, but he wouldn't have been overcome by the swarm. He's too smart."
"Well, there's been no Terran opposition for as long as I can remember Emperor."
Mengsk nodded. "Well then I've done my job well. I get more pledges everyday. Soon the whole dominion will be under my command, and once the Zerg are gone, we can finally go back to living some form of peace."
Duke nodded. "I look forward to seeing my family again."
Mengsk laid back in his chair confidently. "It will all come soon Duke. Keep pushing."
Duke nodded.
"I have many other political matters to attend to now Duke. Therefore, I am giving you full command of my army. You know what I want. Kill all Zerg on sight. Alert me if there are any Protoss or Terran forces, and find Raynor. I want him alive."
Duke nodded. "Of course Emperor. Duke over and out."
Mengsk lay back in his seat again. "Peace." he whispered to himself, then smiled. "I forget what peace is like. Hopefully it will be more settling on my people then it is on me."
The robotic voice called on Mengsk again. "Would you like to reply to your other messages now Emperor?"
Mengsk sat up and stood at his window. He stared out at the city surrounding his palace. He smiled greatly as the sun came over the horizon. "Send all military factions involved in Operation Cleansweep the message that General Duke has taken command of the operation and that all orders now come through him from me. Delete all the messages from those military factions."
"Message sent. Seventeen messsages remaining in your maibox Emperor."
Mengsk sat down in his chair. He pulled at his beard for a moment, and with one last look out at his empire, he spoke. "Let's hear then."
Mengsk's hand rested on the cold handle of the door for a few moments before pushing it forward into his office. The lights flicked on and his desk sat empty in the middle of the room, everything meticulously in order. Along one side of the room was a long row of windows, and the curtains covering them furled up as the lights had come on. It was not very light out yet, and Mengsk had cursed for long moments before finally pulling himself out of bed. It was usually best to get in early anyways to avoid any press who seemed to be anxious for an update on the Zerg, and even more anxious about the dissapearance of the Protoss.
Mengsk sat in his seat. He enjoyed his office for long moments, taking in the details slowly like breaths of air. He leaned back in his chair, and gave a huge yawn. He spent a few more moments waking up until he sat up.
"Messages." he said sternly. A small slit in the floor came and a this screen protruded bringing itself up over Mengsk desk. The screen began to glow a bit, and a familiar robotic voice echoed through his office.
"Good morning Emperor Mengsk."
"Good morning."
"There are thirty one messages in your account. Would you like to hear them now."
"I want to make contact with Edmund first."
With a quiet beep, the screen changed to show a small square. 'Calling' flashed in the middle until it flashed away and Duke's face was displayed.
"Good morning Emperor." Duke said.
"Good morning General."
"How are things this morning?"
"Fairly well. I have numerous messages to answer, so I'm sure you know why I have called."
"Yes Emperor. An update. We've almost wiped out all the Zerg here on Tarsonis. The swarms are fairly misguided, so taking them out has been relatively easy."
"Why the sudden change?"
"I couldn't tell you Emperor. In the last month the hives have been falling without a hitch, and some of them Zerg just stand there and get killed. We'll get into the hive and find the drones just collecting and collecting, and we'll just fire and they'll run."
"Duke, I want you to make sure Tarsonis is clear soon so we can move on to Mar Sara. I want the zerg out of this system soon."
"Of course Emperor."
Mengsk took a slightly more serious tone. "Has their been any Protoss around? Any signs of anything at all?"
"Not one lousy sign Emperor. It's like they all got up and left as fast they could."
"Any sign of Raynor?"
"He's gone too. It's like everyone up and left for something bigger."
"I know. It worries me. Raynor was desperate, but he wouldn't have been overcome by the swarm. He's too smart."
"Well, there's been no Terran opposition for as long as I can remember Emperor."
Mengsk nodded. "Well then I've done my job well. I get more pledges everyday. Soon the whole dominion will be under my command, and once the Zerg are gone, we can finally go back to living some form of peace."
Duke nodded. "I look forward to seeing my family again."
Mengsk laid back in his chair confidently. "It will all come soon Duke. Keep pushing."
Duke nodded.
"I have many other political matters to attend to now Duke. Therefore, I am giving you full command of my army. You know what I want. Kill all Zerg on sight. Alert me if there are any Protoss or Terran forces, and find Raynor. I want him alive."
Duke nodded. "Of course Emperor. Duke over and out."
Mengsk lay back in his seat again. "Peace." he whispered to himself, then smiled. "I forget what peace is like. Hopefully it will be more settling on my people then it is on me."
The robotic voice called on Mengsk again. "Would you like to reply to your other messages now Emperor?"
Mengsk sat up and stood at his window. He stared out at the city surrounding his palace. He smiled greatly as the sun came over the horizon. "Send all military factions involved in Operation Cleansweep the message that General Duke has taken command of the operation and that all orders now come through him from me. Delete all the messages from those military factions."
"Message sent. Seventeen messsages remaining in your maibox Emperor."
Mengsk sat down in his chair. He pulled at his beard for a moment, and with one last look out at his empire, he spoke. "Let's hear then."