Starcraft: Black beginnings
Prologue
Hizzan 6 2503-05-14, 10:05 Alpha-663
Everyone at base alpha-663 on planet Hizzan 6 knew something was up when the base went on to full alert. Sirens wailing at full blast deafening the soldiers that ran past them. The armoury was supplying soldiers with a wide array of weapons. Standard gauss rifles for the marines, flamethrowers and fuel backpacks for the close combat advanced troopers called firebats. Crews of trained troopers where running to their heavy siege tanks, and their light combat vehicles called Vultures. While pilots were locking themselves into their Wraith fighters.
Base alpha-663 was heavily armed for a remote outpost, mainly because some one high up in the Terran ranks had the crazy idea that aliens existed and that they were hostile. Now this crazy guy was right, which is a shame as he was locked away and had the key thrown away. If anyone had decided that he could be right and paid more attention to his ideas, they may have been more prepared for what was about to happen, as it was no-one did and they never knew that this base existed.
In the command center the commander had grown fat and lazy over the years. He never expected an alien attack to come and so didn't notice the blips on the command radar system until the aliens were almost half way to the base. Luckily the troops were well trained and were armed and in positions within minutes of the sirens going off. Base alpha-663 wasn't all that big, which was a good thing for the troops, as it meant less area to protect from an attack. It had a solid 15" think neosteel wall with one entrance facing the southwest. The planet Hizzan 6 was a barren planet with little vegetation and was the sixth planet in the Hizzan system, and so had very little light from the sun. This also made the environment very cold.
Colonel Johnson was a battle hardened marine and was standing in the northern gun tower. He was watching the activity of the troops thought his combat helmets digital scope. He could see marines and firebats lining up along the top of the wall, while vultures and siege tanks placed themselves into a defensive position around the entrance. While the siege tanks deployed themselves into siege mode for long range attacks the vultures positioned themselves three to a tank to protect them as long as possible. He then zoomed his scope into the distance to where a large cloud of dust could be seen.
He was not prepared for what he saw. Millions of weird creatures the size of a large dogs were running along on two powerful legs, with a very large mouth filled with rows of razor sharp teeth. Behind these things were larger 6-foot creatures that seemed to be moving themselves along on a large tail with what seemed to be short stumpy arms. Above all of these were creatures the same size at the larger creatures but had wings and were shaped like the letter "C". Colonel Johnson staggered back in shock. Whatever these things were they didn't seem at all friendly!
Private Gordon had just received orders to fire at will. He looked though the scoop of the siege tank, and selected a target area that he hoped would cause a lot of damage to the enemy. The computer moved the barrel of the tank into position to the co-ordinates private Gordon had enter into the system. He then pressed the fire button, and he watched as loads of creatures went flying in every direction. To his shock the gap that he had created was suddenly filled with lots more creatures. He then knew that he was in trouble.
Earth Orbit 2503-05-14, 16:03 Terran Space Station: Communications
Paul had been working on the communication station for ten years now, and every day was the same. Monitoring all communications coming to and from Earth, most of these were just calls from people contacting relatives or friends. All of these were boring, and he was considering why he had been wasting his life here, again, when he received a number of distress calls that made him jump from his seat and contact his supervisor.
Prologue
Hizzan 6 2503-05-14, 10:05 Alpha-663
Everyone at base alpha-663 on planet Hizzan 6 knew something was up when the base went on to full alert. Sirens wailing at full blast deafening the soldiers that ran past them. The armoury was supplying soldiers with a wide array of weapons. Standard gauss rifles for the marines, flamethrowers and fuel backpacks for the close combat advanced troopers called firebats. Crews of trained troopers where running to their heavy siege tanks, and their light combat vehicles called Vultures. While pilots were locking themselves into their Wraith fighters.
Base alpha-663 was heavily armed for a remote outpost, mainly because some one high up in the Terran ranks had the crazy idea that aliens existed and that they were hostile. Now this crazy guy was right, which is a shame as he was locked away and had the key thrown away. If anyone had decided that he could be right and paid more attention to his ideas, they may have been more prepared for what was about to happen, as it was no-one did and they never knew that this base existed.
In the command center the commander had grown fat and lazy over the years. He never expected an alien attack to come and so didn't notice the blips on the command radar system until the aliens were almost half way to the base. Luckily the troops were well trained and were armed and in positions within minutes of the sirens going off. Base alpha-663 wasn't all that big, which was a good thing for the troops, as it meant less area to protect from an attack. It had a solid 15" think neosteel wall with one entrance facing the southwest. The planet Hizzan 6 was a barren planet with little vegetation and was the sixth planet in the Hizzan system, and so had very little light from the sun. This also made the environment very cold.
Colonel Johnson was a battle hardened marine and was standing in the northern gun tower. He was watching the activity of the troops thought his combat helmets digital scope. He could see marines and firebats lining up along the top of the wall, while vultures and siege tanks placed themselves into a defensive position around the entrance. While the siege tanks deployed themselves into siege mode for long range attacks the vultures positioned themselves three to a tank to protect them as long as possible. He then zoomed his scope into the distance to where a large cloud of dust could be seen.
He was not prepared for what he saw. Millions of weird creatures the size of a large dogs were running along on two powerful legs, with a very large mouth filled with rows of razor sharp teeth. Behind these things were larger 6-foot creatures that seemed to be moving themselves along on a large tail with what seemed to be short stumpy arms. Above all of these were creatures the same size at the larger creatures but had wings and were shaped like the letter "C". Colonel Johnson staggered back in shock. Whatever these things were they didn't seem at all friendly!
Private Gordon had just received orders to fire at will. He looked though the scoop of the siege tank, and selected a target area that he hoped would cause a lot of damage to the enemy. The computer moved the barrel of the tank into position to the co-ordinates private Gordon had enter into the system. He then pressed the fire button, and he watched as loads of creatures went flying in every direction. To his shock the gap that he had created was suddenly filled with lots more creatures. He then knew that he was in trouble.
Earth Orbit 2503-05-14, 16:03 Terran Space Station: Communications
Paul had been working on the communication station for ten years now, and every day was the same. Monitoring all communications coming to and from Earth, most of these were just calls from people contacting relatives or friends. All of these were boring, and he was considering why he had been wasting his life here, again, when he received a number of distress calls that made him jump from his seat and contact his supervisor.