A/N: Hello fellow authors and readers. I would like to thank everyone for
his or her help on my last story, Mar Haet. I have since then not only
gotten Brood War, but also finished it. With luck I will hopefully write
correctly the events that happened after Brood War. Hopefully I can dodge
any more surprise (Like Fenix Died).
Thank you My Name Is Not Important. You have read all my chapters... I hope (Evil Grin). This book will explain what is "Wrong" with Kerrigan.
All you out there, I don't care if it's a physical impossibility (and who's to say it is or isn't), I love the idea!!!! (Guess!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
The blood red sun crept over the black and ravaged surface of Char. The purplish creep sprawled about like a sea of foulness. Zerg slept where they stood, oddly silent. It seemed peaceful.
But, as all peace must be broken, this peace was broken. A ball of fire rode threw the sky. The Zerg stared around as they woke, unsure of what was happening. The ball flew like a comet straight into the main hive.
The explosion sounded, burning embers raining down on the now panicked Zerg. Blood coated the ground as anything in an eighty-foot radius was destroyed or maimed.
Wraiths descended from the sky, there fire spraying the ground forces with fire. Out of the smoke flew a dozen or so Dropships. They emptied their load on the ground. Marines rushed out, spikes flying from their rifles.
Within minutes the hive was destroyed. A single Marine walked forward, placing his foot against a wounded Hydralisk. Bone snapped underfoot, causing the Hydra to scream in pain.
Lifting his visor the brown eyes of the middle-aged man met the Hydralisk. He let the beast gaze at him for a moment, then lifted his 25mm C-10 Canister Rifle. The Zerg died quickly.
Kerrigan screamed in rage and pain. Pain laced her abdomen and chest. She waited for it to subside before recalling back the image. She snarled at the face, its cold eyes knowing she would see him.
"Jimmy, is this a joke?" she screamed aloud. "How dare you come here to Char, hours after my greatest victory."
Kerrigan had ruined three fleets, but was not undamaged as well. She had thought her enemies scattered, but, this Jim Raynor had not only rallied a force, but destroyed a hive cluster.
"My Queen," Sirou said, entering the room. Kerrigan turned to her servant, an infested ghost like herself.
"What Sirou?" asked Kerrigan. The Ghost saluted, a gesture she had tried to rid him of for a while.
"The attackers from this morning have vanished, like a Protoss through a warp," Sirou informed her cautiously. Kerrigan screamed in furry.
"We did get a parasite on a marine," he added quickly. Kerrigan cocked her head to the side.
"And... where are they?" Kerrigan asked, watching Sirou flinch. The servant cleared his throat.
"It disappeared, then located itself four planets away. It disappeared, and then died," Sirou answered. "The host was untouched."
"Jim Raynor is using Protoss technology," she concluded. She slammed her fist down and fumed.
Thank you My Name Is Not Important. You have read all my chapters... I hope (Evil Grin). This book will explain what is "Wrong" with Kerrigan.
All you out there, I don't care if it's a physical impossibility (and who's to say it is or isn't), I love the idea!!!! (Guess!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
The blood red sun crept over the black and ravaged surface of Char. The purplish creep sprawled about like a sea of foulness. Zerg slept where they stood, oddly silent. It seemed peaceful.
But, as all peace must be broken, this peace was broken. A ball of fire rode threw the sky. The Zerg stared around as they woke, unsure of what was happening. The ball flew like a comet straight into the main hive.
The explosion sounded, burning embers raining down on the now panicked Zerg. Blood coated the ground as anything in an eighty-foot radius was destroyed or maimed.
Wraiths descended from the sky, there fire spraying the ground forces with fire. Out of the smoke flew a dozen or so Dropships. They emptied their load on the ground. Marines rushed out, spikes flying from their rifles.
Within minutes the hive was destroyed. A single Marine walked forward, placing his foot against a wounded Hydralisk. Bone snapped underfoot, causing the Hydra to scream in pain.
Lifting his visor the brown eyes of the middle-aged man met the Hydralisk. He let the beast gaze at him for a moment, then lifted his 25mm C-10 Canister Rifle. The Zerg died quickly.
Kerrigan screamed in rage and pain. Pain laced her abdomen and chest. She waited for it to subside before recalling back the image. She snarled at the face, its cold eyes knowing she would see him.
"Jimmy, is this a joke?" she screamed aloud. "How dare you come here to Char, hours after my greatest victory."
Kerrigan had ruined three fleets, but was not undamaged as well. She had thought her enemies scattered, but, this Jim Raynor had not only rallied a force, but destroyed a hive cluster.
"My Queen," Sirou said, entering the room. Kerrigan turned to her servant, an infested ghost like herself.
"What Sirou?" asked Kerrigan. The Ghost saluted, a gesture she had tried to rid him of for a while.
"The attackers from this morning have vanished, like a Protoss through a warp," Sirou informed her cautiously. Kerrigan screamed in furry.
"We did get a parasite on a marine," he added quickly. Kerrigan cocked her head to the side.
"And... where are they?" Kerrigan asked, watching Sirou flinch. The servant cleared his throat.
"It disappeared, then located itself four planets away. It disappeared, and then died," Sirou answered. "The host was untouched."
"Jim Raynor is using Protoss technology," she concluded. She slammed her fist down and fumed.
