ZOLTRAN
Zoltran had been in many battles before, but never in his wildest dreams could he ever picture himself in a battle like this. Zerg seemed to pour from every nook and cranny of the city, the forces seemed endless. Many of his brethren were scarred, bloodied and near death as he was. In his younger days he had studied Terran ancient history. This war reminded him of only one war so bloody and full of death, that war was Vietnam. Long ago, Earth fought amongst themselves leading to a war between, the U.S.A, and Vietnam armies, or something like that. There were groups in that part of Earth the U.S.A wanted to get rid of or something like that. Now was not the time to think of that. Three Zerglings were rushing him; he had to kill them quickly. He slashed through one's head, through the heart (if they had any), and the final through the head. His brethrens numbers were dwindling. In the past five Hyerts (two hours) they had lost over fifty good Protoss to the creatures. They weren't too strong, it's just they kept coming! There had to be a cerebrate somewhere around here. If he could find it, he could round up the rest of the surviving Dark Templar and destroy it. He slashed a hydralisk through the stomach. Zoltran would need help finding it, perhaps a Terran had seen the cerebrate. There was a marine up ahead; he decided to get his assistance.
"Marine, I am Zoltran of the Dark Templar, I require your assistance, come with me."
"Whatever Zoltran, what do ya need help with?"
"This stream of Zerg is endless, we need to take out the cerebrate. You can either help me find it or round up the Dark Templar."
"I'll help you find that cerebrate. Where do ya think it is?"
"I haven't any idea."
"I do, oh by the way names Zeke, Zeke Gentry."
"Ok Zeke, where is the foul creature?"
"I think I saw it in a building up there. Think it was called the Statue of Liberty in ancient times. It's like a big green Terran with a book and a torch, which are also green."
"Ok, find the Dark Templar and bring them there, once that is finished I request your help holding the Zerg off while we destroy the cerebrate."
"No problem Zoltran, I can get it done if you give me ten minutes."
"Ok, just hurry."
Machine gun fire rattled in Zoltran's ears as he made his way across the bloody streets. He saw the great statue rising above the horizon. Three minutes later he reached the structure. There were three Dark Templar and six marines waiting there for him.
"We'll go in first and take out the initial threat, we'll signal you when it's clear" said Zeke.
"Ok, just make sure everything is dead, I do not want any more of my brethren to die."
"Don't worry Zoltran, we've got this covered. Alright marines move out!"
The marines entered the statue as the Dark Templar fought off intrusion into the statue. Machine guns rattled inside the building, ten minutes later the marines emerged victorious.
"Zoltran, I saw the cerebrate, it's situated in the torch, we'll guard you guys, just take that cerebrate down."
"Come brethren we have work to do."
The Dark Templar marched up the stairs as the marines covered them from the front and rear. The torch was not much further and they could feel the evil aura emanating from the cerebrate. The marines had done an excellent job clearing the statue of Zerg. Zerg bodies littered the floor and Zerg blood and insides were splattered all over the walls. The marines signaled for halt in front of a large door, then signaled for entry.
"Ok Zoltran, you and the other Dark Templar destroy that thing and we'll cover you, now let's go."
They ran through the door and immediately attacked the cerebrate. There were hydralisk guards around the cerebrate, the marines took them out. An ultralisk and three hydrlisks burst through the door and attacked. The cerebrate was almost dead, the marines only had to hold it off for a little longer. A hydralisk survived the rain of bullets and lunged for Chitzac, the nearest Dark Templar. Zoltran knew his duties, he turned to face the hydrlisk and brought a slash through its head. BLOOOOOOOOSH! The cerebrate exploded in a rain of blood, guts, and skin. Zoltran looked out the window to behold victory. The Zerg now fought themselves.
JOHN MALONE
WHOOMPH! Another shell rocketed out of the Arclite Shock Cannon. What an invention. That Arclite was one smart man. The cannon may have been the greatest advancement of war. A pack of eight hydralisks rushed him, he shot the middle of the pack and babooshka! The whole pack of them exploded in a rain of blood and roasted flesh. The bloodshed was unbelievable, and where were those damn reinforcements? Jim said they would be here soon but so far nothing. John looked through the periscope and saw a terrifying sight. Seven ultralisks were heading their way! They had to move fast, they couldn't take them all out.
"Huy, get this hunk of metal outta here pronto!"
"I hear ya John!"
Huy switched out of Siege mode and off they rode. Speeding by marines they shot three zerglings and four hydrlisks, that was when they saw a wounded Fred on the ground.
"C'mon Huy, we gotta get Fred."
"Let's go" Huy said as they jumped out of the tank.
"Ugh, John, Huy, that you?"
"Ya Fred, c'mon we're getting you outta this battle."
They lifted Fred and brought him into the tank. It didn't take John long to see the problem, or problems. Three needle spines in the shoulder, a zergling bite in the stomach, and what looked like a Kaiser slash. They had to get medical treatment for Fred quick.
"What do ya think we should do John?"
"I aint a doctor but first we should definitely pull these needle spines out." John grabbed hold of the first spike and pulled it out. Fred answered with a screech of pain. He pulled the second out and the same happened. He pulled the final one out and a final scream of pain erupted from Fred. "Find us a medic Huy."
So Huy took off as John fired at the incoming Zerg. Another zergling killed as he fired another barrage of shots from the Arclite Cannon. Fred was letting out grunts of pain not only from the bite and the slash, but from the poison in the spines. Hold on Freddie John thought. This will all be over soon, at least I hope it will be. Huy suddenly got a panicked look on his face.
"What is it Huy? Why'd we stop?"
"Uh, we're out of gas."
"Oh shit. Huy we've got to find some way to get Freddie to a medic."
DARGON
The creature lunged for his throat, but Dargon was too quick. He brought a boot up into its face. The creature flew back through a computers monitor, killing it immediately. Dargon had to get out of there, he couldn't take them if they came in big numbers unarmed as he was. He sprinted down the deserted hall, and one of the creatures jumped for his throat. Dargon socked the thing in the face sending it reeling. He brought a knee into its face and ran. He couldn't risk getting injured in a place like this, unarmed. He was just a few hundred feet away from the door now. He reached it and ran to his vulture. He jumped inside and locked the hatch.
"Dargon to Jim, Dargon to Jim, we've got an emergency at Rexes military facilities."
"What is it Dargon, where are the reinforcements?"
"There are no reinforcements, they are all dead."
"What, how, what happened?"
"It's like Terrac all over again."
"Oh God, do you need help down there?"
"No, but I was wondering if you wanted something."
"What is it?"
"A laptop with all the information leading up to this and information on the disaster, I'll run in, grab it, and come back."
"Ok, but be careful, we really need help back here."
There was a sudden groan behind him, he was grabbed by the neck and was almost pulled to the back. He hit the creature with the butt of his rifle sending it back. He took the opportunity to turn around and shoot it. One bullet was planted squarely in its head. Dargon grabbed the body and threw it out. He ran to the monitor room and grabbed the laptop, only one thing was wrong, the body was gone! He turned to see the freak staring him down. Dargon took aim and shot its head off. Dargon got out of there as fast as he could. If these things could come back to life, then the one outside could still come back to life. He was relieved to see the spook still dead in front of the vulture. Dargon backed out and got back to the base as fast as he could. The battle still raged there. The only question on Dargons mind was where were they coming from? Zerglings swarmed around the vulture as Dargon pulled back into the battle. He hit them one by one as he sped back to the base. He pulled up in front of the Science Facilities where the laptops data would be studied. He hit the cloaking button on his suit and ran back into the battle. He crouched and shot an ultralisk in the head. The creature roared with pain as he fell onto five zerglings, crushing them, killing them. A Guardian loomed overhead, he was shooting the Command Center and Dargon was about to put a stop to that. He took a shot, getting it in between the eyes. The Guardian let out an evil grunt, Dargon took another shot, hitting the Guardian in the same place. This time the it fell crushing three hydralisks. He slunk around a rock and shot a zergling dead. An overlord loomed overhead. Oh shit Dargon thought as a hydralisk came slithering toward him. Dargon turned off the cloaking to conserve energy and he shot the hydralisk through the head, killing it instantly. Dargon aimed up at the overlord, he took a shot into its vital membranes and the overlord fell from the sky, now unable to fly. Dargon put the cloaking on again and ran at an ultralisk attacking the Command Center. He jumped at it with a shot through the head. The ultralisk fell, almost on him, but Dargon got out of the way just in time. Another overlord loomed overhead. Dargon shot this one in the same place killing it and making it fall onto two zerglings. Now he ran for cover inside the Command Center, seeking time to recharge his energy.
GENERAL DANIEL JACOBS
Daniel almost jumped out of his suit when he saw that needle spine whiz by his head. That hydralisk still pursued him. This time Daniel took a shot with his gauss rifle punching holes all over the hydralisk. Blood flowed from the holes as the hydralisk fell dead. A zergling rushed at him, but Daniel plugged it. This was an ancient city called Detroit. An old building called the Joe Louis Arena was where the fight was taking place. It was infested from the inside out. The core of it was in an old ampitheater used for a game played on frozen water? It seemed strange but yes, it was some game called hoookey or some thing of that type. He ran down a dingy old hall followed by six marines ready to take this thing out. He also had a Demex following him. A Demex was a specially trained demolitions expert that would plant a bomb in the core heart of the hive. Another five hydralisks came to meet them. The marines dove for cover and opened up on the cobra-like Zerg. Poison spines flew through the air hitting walls, boxes, and killing one marine. Daniel opened up on the front hydralisk, hitting it in the head, killing it. Three more dropped, then the final followed a minute later. The Demex with them, Robert Taylor, also wielded the most dangerous weapons in the squad, a rocket launcher, grenades, remote mines, LAG grenades, and the Oxygen Bomb. LAG grenades were grenades that could be thrown out detonated on a time, then remotely five seconds later, in other words, two explosions. The Oxygen Bomb was a totally different thing, it was the thing they would use to destroy Detroit. They were nearing the heart, now things would get tricky. The heart was a giant, well heart. They ran to the heart and planted the Oxygen Bomb on it. This bomb would take the all of the oxygen out of the air and superheat it. This would instead of burning, would melt everything. An example, when the air heated instead of burning everything, it would all melt into one giant puddle of atoms and things like that. They started to run, they had just escaped the hive when the battlecruiser landed. They ran aboard, and took off. They got out of there and Daniel detonated it. Even from six miles away they could see the melting of buildings, streets, and Zerg. Everything within six miles of the explosion would end up in that giant puddle of mush. They sped away to another battle where they were needed.
HETLAH
They were now landing on Aiur, where they would according too Duran's plan, take back control of the planet that was so evilly taken by Kerrigan. Even now they were landing in a new unit brought to the playing field, an Infested Carrier. Carrying both his Protoss brethren and Zerg. This truly was a powerful vehicle, thing, the infested interceptors were very powerful. Ten other Infested Carriers flew in, and Fifteen Terran Dropships. He saw his old home below, the thick jungles, some places never touched by the Protoss, only by the all-knowing Xel'Naga. They had now touched down, a dangerous mission would come now.
"Ok, troops" Duran said. "Our first target will be to destroy the nearest Protoss colony, belonging to the New Conclave."
They all listened as he explained how they would go about bringing the Protoss to their knees. The Zerg would go in first. But not now, they would wait one week to attack. This would give time to prepare for a counterattack. After the initial Zerg attack, the Terrans would go in, followed closely by the Protoss. The attacks should wear down the Conclave enough to force surrender. Aiur would belong to us soon enough. The Conclave will fall just like its predecessor. Death will ride across Aiur on the wings of a Mutalisk, the mind of a Templar, and the blood of a marine. Duran has ordered his people to start the new colony as soon as possible. The probes started building while the Templar went to gather Khaydarian Crystals for the amulets. The amulets would empower them for the fights against the Conclave, the renegade broods, Kerrigan, the Dominion, and anyone else who would dare try to take what belongs to Duran and his Rebellion. Rebellion, of course it was, it was a rebellion against the beliefs of all the races. The Dominion was a cruel excuse for tyranny. Kerrigan was no better with her cruel way of handling the Zerg. And the Conclave, the top power of the Protoss race right now, their beliefs of no tolerance for the different was repulsive. This was where Duran would extend his open arms to those who have been mistreated by their own races, or those who have persecuted for their beliefs, or those who were lied to by their own government, this was the utopia for them. Yes, this was the utopia for them.
THOMAS BRIDGES
The marines of the UED marched through the ancient city of Berlin. Thomas could almost see the people of the lost city, what was life like for them with such minimal army, I mean no power suits for the marines, how crazy. Why was this place abandoned? As Thomas looked around, nothing seemed to be wrong with it, well there wouldn't be in that time period. Heti and Koej carried Nevikov through the streets of Berlin as Thomas, Nasf, Ywan, and Wox explored through the old city looking for cover. Every once in a while Thomas heard a shuffle, he wondered about it but there was nothing he could do about it right now. He saw a hospital, that could be used for cover and perhaps they have some medicine in there. That was when he heard the scream. He turned around to see five zerglings running up the street toward the group. The marines opened up on the Zerg. One fell, another, two more. Then the last fell dead.
"Where the hell did they come from" asked Koej?
"They must have followed us" replied Wox. "This aint good if more are comin."
"Damnit! Has anyone found anything that can help me yet?"
"Ya, I found a hospital right up there, there's probably medicine and shit there."
"Whatever, just get me there, I really need help!"
So they ran for the hospital, Thomas heard as more Zerg howled while they ran for them. They reached the hospital, Koej locked the doors, windows, and other crap, Wox and Heti looked out for Zerg and Thomas Ywan and Nasf looked for medicine for Nevikov. Thomas was sifting through a storage room when he heard the yell for help. He ran for the front room to see the Zerg running rapidly toward the hospital. At least Ywan had found some painkillers and crap for Nevikov so we're at full strength.
"Uh, guys, I think you'll want to see this."
"We can't, just bring it here Koej." Koej brought ten boxes to the main lobby, he opened one to reveal grenades, ammo, and guns.
"Damn" the marines said in unison.
"Ya, now let's kick those Zerg's ass."
A zergling rammed the door, Ywan ran out to meet it with gauss rifle and M16 blazing. He killed it by planting a bunch of needles in its stomach. The rest of the marines charged out to meet the oncoming flood of evil. Thomas had picked up a shotgun from the box. He pulled the trigger and a shell obliterated a hydralisks head. Nevikov held the trigger of his gauss rifle and killed three zerglings. Koej grabbed a grenade and whipped it into the crowd of oncoming Zerg. It exploded and killed three zergling and a hydralisk. Thomas started forward but was stopped by the sight of an ultralisk. A grenade clattered beside it and Thomas ran, he just escaped the explosion. He turned to see a zergling leaping for his face. Thomas brought the butt of his gun up to meet the zerglings head. The shot crushed its skull. Thomas dove behind a crate in the street. He looked up and shot another zergling. He ducked back again then he shot another hydralisk. He heard a call for cease- fire and ran to Nevikov and the other marines.
GONISSA TYLLER
She pulled the hood over her head and walked to the parked vulture. She took off to Gevex market to get the food. Gonissa had a bad feeling about going today but she had to. She arrived ten minutes later. The market was busy today. That provided perfect cover for her; the people would kill her if they saw a Zerg in there. All she needed was a weeks worth of food for her division. She felt the cold metal of the knife against her breast, she always kept one handy, but today she brought an extra big one. She walked over to the first stand to buy bread, she paid the man called Rodrigo, made the bread himself he would always tell Gonissa. Now she walked over to the milk stand. It was packed today, maybe she could steal some, and they really needed the money right now. They were wanted for murders all over Korhal, they needed a ship to get off of this dump. She grabbed the milk and quickly walked away. Now for some fruit. A bunch of little kids stood in the way of the fruit stand.
"Why you wearin' a hood man" one of them asked? Gonissa ignored his question and just kept walking.
"Hey! My friend asked you a question," yelled another as he grabbed her cloak. Gonissa felt the tug. She turned to the child and smacked him off. But the kid still had hold of her cloak as he went flying backwards. The cloak came off and she was revealed!
People stared at her grey ugly skin; they whispered to one another until one shouted, "hey, she's a Zerg!" That was when people started for her. She ran away but was grabbed from behind by a man in a beige trench coat. He tugged her back but Gonissa slashed across his face. He fell back with a scream of pain. She ran to a dark alley. Her vulture was only about a block away; she could probably escape pretty easily. This was unfair! How could they judge her like that! Then she saw the small kid who pulled off her cloak. They stared at each other for a few moments, the child was obviously paralyzed with fear, but Gonissa only stared because she was thinking about her options. She could get sweet, easy, revenge and just kill the child. But he was not a bounty; he had committed no true wrong, only a personal wrong. He didn't break any law, so his death would be unfair. Then she made her decision and started toward her vulture. Then the kid made a fatal mistake.
Suddenly a rock hit her in the back of the head. She was bleeding now. "That's right you damn Zerg, run away you stupid worthless."
He never finished his sentence for Gonissa already had his neck. "I was going to let you live, but now you have sealed your own fate." The boy only looked up with understanding fear as Gonissa killed him.
ALDORIS
The Conclave convoy had just landed and Aldoris was just now stepping out. Aiur would be his in a matter of days. The first assault would be against the Zerg. Kerrigan had landed here and he was planning on eliminating that putrid half lings assault force first. A large scout invasion would come first, going to eliminate the sunken colonies. Then the Dragoons and Zealots would destroy the ground forces while corsairs webbed all of the remaining sunken and spore colonies. With the defenses downed, Carriers would wipe up the mess. Perhaps they would save one of the putrid drones for themselves. Aldoris hated the Zerg but had to admit that having the Zerg on your side isn't a bad idea if there isn't a way for revolt. The sadistic hydralisks may have to be Aldoris' favorite Zerg, if he liked any at all. It seemed they were sent to battle to die, but their leaders actually expected something of them. The cerebrates don't send a zergling in to do anything except maybe kill a few marines. The ultralisks are sent into battle to live and prevail over the enemy. That was when he heard an explosion outside.
"Judicator! I have horrible news."
"What is it Kexver?"
"The Zerg, I don't know who but they are attacking us as we speak!"
"What the Evil Realm are you talking about?"
"Look out the window Judicator."
Aldoris walked to the plasma window. He looked and saw the horrific sight of the Zerg absolutely annihilating the New Conclave army. Zerglings were even now reaching his location. He stood on the top floor of a massive tower. He called it the Tower of Order, for that is what the New Conclave brought to this universe full of war, they brought order.
"Should I ready your carrier Judicator?"
"Yes, it seems Kerrigan would like to eliminate me first so I suppose. what the?"
Aldoris looked to see the Terrans fighting alongside the Zerg! This was impossible, what kind of evil is this? When it seemed it couldn't be any worse he saw Protoss fighting alongside the Zerg and Terrans! This was some sort of sick, evil alliance, this was not Kerrigans work.
"Yes, get all of the remaining troops out of here. And ready Tassadars and my carrier. I want no part of this."
NEREVAR
The death of more equals the lives of more. More Terrans dead, more Protoss live to fight another day. He saw another Terran. He threw a can in his direction to get his attention. The Terran turned to the sound and was immediately killed by a plasma blade. Nerevar had to do the killings in different areas more often now. They knew he was doing it all, he just knew it. He had to switch planets, otherwise they would eventually find and kill him. All he needed to get off of this rock is a new engine. There was a shop down the street, but the owner would not cater to masquerades. That would be the only way for him to get anything on this world, he had to wear a mask. If he was even seen, they would shoot him on sight. This was a planet under Dominion control, and they didn't like the Protoss. The shop had just now closed, which meant that it was time to steal that engine. He brought a plasma blade into the metal, it was slowly being sliced down the middle. The cutting was done and Nerevar ripped the door in two. He walked to the back, he saw the engine and grabbed it. He started to haul it out of the shop. Now he only had to install it. He brought it to his old ship, he started disconnecting the old engine, then he started to connect the new engine. Now all he had to do was to try it out. He walked to the cockpit and started the ship up. It gave a few sputtering noises, but then it started up. He took off, but he wasn't out of the woods yet. He still had to escape the planets perimeter defenses. Orbital cannons sent shots at him but he was able to dodge them. He was almost free of the planet. He threw it into thrust but he was shot down by a final desperate cannon shot.
KILAROK
The corsair wraith hybrid glided smoothly along the skies as Kilarok watched for enemies below the machine. He needed a place to go, the Zerg seemed to be everywhere. Since the sun came up this morning he had shot thirty Zerg, and he had only been awake an hour. They know I'm here, and they know I'm dangerous he thought. I'm at the top of their to kill list, how great. Another pack of hydralisks swarmed below him, Kilarok didn't have time for this, he needed to save his ammo and shielding for later. The time has come he thought, I'll have to leave Aiur. He pulled up and was hurtling upwards into space. Something was in front of him far off in the distance. Wait, there's another he thought, three more, he had now counted sixteen. What were those things? Now he counted thirty, they were spread out as if they were guarding something. Oh shit he thought with stunning realization. He made a u-turn and hurtled toward Aiur at an alarming speed. He had realized at the last seconds that those things were devourers, and they were guarding the way off of Aiur. He would have to find a weak point in the line, or find help if he wanted to leave Aiur. If that meant siding with the Protoss, well perhaps he could bury the past, at least until they got off of this hellhole of a planet. Kilarok remembered as a child how beautiful this planet used to be until the corruption of the Conclave, and the Zerg came. Perhaps if the Conclave would have accepted the Dark Templar brethren, none of this would have happened. He needed to give his engine a rest, he saw a mountain that would supply sufficient cover for the time being. A Zerg convoy was directly below him. Drones carrying minerals and gas, they were surrounded of overlords, and hydralisks. Looks like his plan wasn't so stupid after all. A month ago Kilarok had used another of his hybrids weapons. The main Zerg hive was pumping out Zerg more than he had ever seen. Kilarok used a poison mine there. The minerals were destroyed, along with all of the Zerg buildings. Now they have to take minerals from another source, to bad the land there is uninhabitable. They have to drag the minerals and gas back to their base now. Kilarok waited for the convoy to pass, then he landed on the mountain.
JACK THOMPSON
The troops were unloaded and they were marching across the plains of Aiur now. Zerg bases were supposed to be nearby. A regiment of marines, firebats, and ghosts were being led by Lieutenant Voss across the plains. No Zerg had been encountered yet, but Jack felt that they were waiting just up ahead.
"Aw, how should we handle this the lieutenant said. Look, we aren't finding any Zerg, so we should probably split up. First, corporal Mandez, you will lead Bravo Squad east of here. Next I will take control of Alpha squad, we will keep heading in south, Gold Squad will be led by corporal Gettelli heading north. And Delta Squad will be led by corporal Thompson to the west. You all know your assigned squads, now go."
Jack led his men to the west where he hoped to find some of those damned Zerg. This was his chance to show that he wasn't just a screw up, a chance to show that he leadership skills. He walked a bit ahead of the squad. He turned on his thermal visor to see if any life was up ahead. He checked ahead to find a large mass of heat heading towards them. The Zerg must have seen them first.
"Ready your guns marines, the Zerg are comin for us. Wait for my command." The Zerg came a bit closer, they were now in range. "Fire!" Guns blazed at the Zerg cutting them in half. But the Zerg weren't fighting back. They only stared at the marines and walked, slithered and flew ever closer towards them.
The Zerg had by now walked right past them. What the hell were they looking at? Their people were being killed and they didn't even look at the attackers. Jack gave the command to cease and follow the living Zerg. They walked by Jacks estimate about ten miles when the Zerg stopped. Jack looked forward and saw nothing. Then he saw that the Zergs heads were tilting up. He looked up and saw a sight that could only be described as a miracle. A gleaming city of silver and gold hovered high in the sky. Within seconds the marines were under its spell. It was so beautiful; they could only stand mesmerized by its splendor. Jack could only wonder what lived in the city, and there was only one way to find out. Grunts and what seemed like commands were issued from the Zerg as three mutalisks flew up to the city. They flew to the city but exploded suddenly, there seemed to be some sort of force field around the city. He looked to the Zerg and saw innumerable scourges coming out of the west. They all crashed into the shielding around the city, until one went through. The shield was down, all of the flyers in the group sprang forward and flew to the city. Suddenly a bridge came down infront of them, the bridge seemed to be made of pure energy. The Zerg walked single file up the bridge into the city. The marines followed shortly after. Jack gave the order but he didn't like it, something felt funny about this place.
FELAZ'NEA
Felaz'nea had been wrong about the battle being over, it was just beginning. The Protoss had sent reinforcements and it was a wonder that Felaz'nea still lived. He flew to a hydralisk about to be killed and shot a glave worm at the zealot attacking it. The worm ricoched off of it and hit a dragoon near him. That was when he felt the surge of energy. It was his time to mutate. He would evolve now and become it. He finally knew his destiny, he had to find a place for the mutation to take place now, or the Shis'sar Brood may die. He flew around for a few minutes until he saw an opening that he could escape through and not be noticed. He flew into the ravine on the edge of the battle. When he got low enough so he was out of sight he stopped. He enveloped himself in the sticky goo of his cocoon, he would awaken in an hour to lead the Shis'sar brood to its time of judgment.
ARC_1_TERRAPIN
The hydralisks walked right under him. He clung to the ceiling trying to keep himself out of harms reach, if he made one bad noise, or fell or made a wrong move he was dead. The hydralisks seemingly content with their search moved on. He needed to also. He needed to find the disk. He made a mad sprint for the labs. He blasted through the door with a blast of plasma. He went through the hole and located the computer. He popped open the disk drive to see a disk labeled Gunner/zealot/upgrades/special_subroutines. Arc opened the disk drive in his stomach. Immediately he felt the new power surge within him. He pulled out a link cable to check his new subroutines. He plugged himself into the computer and opened the file. Apparently now he could project his mind into the next room to see if there were any enemies in the room. He could also now project a hydralisk disguise outside his body. That could come in handy. He also had a grapple beam upgrade, to hook onto hook- able objects to swing across large gaps. He also now had a chest mounted ballistics system. And probably the most useful of the new powers was his ability to heal using plasma. Hyuti really knew how to treat a warrior. Then he heard a screech down the hall. Hydralisks were coming for him. He uploaded the missiles and prepared for combat. Three hydralisks barged into the room. He unloaded three missiles on them. He killed one and wounded the other two. He shot a burst of plasma into the face of one. An audible screech rang out as the hydralisk felt its face burn off. He fired another missile into the chest of the hydralisk, killing it. Now with that done, he went to the computer and recharged his missiles. Now he could continue on his way to find the exit to this dead place.
GARY COSWELL
Five more cities had been liberated within the weeks time. The Admiral had been very pleased with his success and even now they marched toward their next conquest, Tivgall. Soon Augustgrad would fall with the rest of Mengsk's pathetic little planet of Korhal. Why would he make a desert world his capital? It was so devoid of good food and good farmland. Only sixteen cities remained on Korhal. The other two invasion squads had also been doing well. Each one had also liberated six cities already. Soon all of them would be theirs and they would meet on the outskirts of Augustgrad for the capture of the capital city. Tivgall was only a mile away now. Reconnaissance groups had already been sent in to warn of invasion if they didn't surrender now. Once again the fools answer was no and they would have to fight again. The marched up to the city; they only took a few minutes to break through the outer wall. Bunkers lined the entrance of the city. Gary led the assault in punching through the brainlessly designed bunkers. They reached the inner city in only five more minutes, they only lost one soldier in the fight. The inside of the city wasn't much better of defenses. Only a few ghosts were their best defense. They sat, cloaked, upon the ledge surrounding the city. Science vessels took care of that small problem. The NATOs marched toward the capital building, destroying no nonmilitary buildings. The walked into the capital to speak with the mayor of the place. Once he saw what was left of his city he decided to take them up on their offer. There would be no more death for Tivgall that day. There were only three casualties for NATO that day, the casualties for the Tivgallians numbered in the hundreds. These numbers were posted in each of the cities capital buildings. It was all Gary's idea. His idea was to show what a powerful force NATO was by showing how many they could kill with them losing so few. It was a plan that had shown no hope for each city captured. It left very little room for rebellion, and that was exactly what NATO wanted.
JEX'PARA
And the Protoss had come, just like she had wanted them to. Now they had fallen into her clutches, she just needed the command to expel her broodlings. This would be to easy. Then she heard the voice in the back of her mind, the one giving her what she wanted, the command, the command to let them free. She let them slide out, she lingered only for a minute to watch them kill a zealot together. Then she was practically gone. She flew away, ten minutes later she landed in a ravine about a mile away from the battle. Her landing was graceful, for she was no longer carrying her children. She took a break to kill a bengalaas for dinner. For her to survive everything would have to go exactly according to plan. Soon she would be called again, she would say she is wounded and needs time to rest, then when the battle was about to end she would come back and fight. It was a fool- proof plan, she would survive, and Kerrigan would win Aiur. These Protoss they fought were apparently supposed to be the most dangerous of all the factions, Jex'para could see why since they were invisible and all but there had to be another reason, oh well she was never great with that stuff anyway. All she knew is that they could throw the Zerg into chaos. Then she felt a sudden twinge in the back of her mind, why did she follow that stupid halfling anyway? Then she heard Protoss victory hoots in the distance. Suddenly she wanted to kill Zerg! She wanted Zerg blood now! She must have it! Jex'para flew to the battle grounds where the Zerg already fought each other, apparently they must have had the same thoughts. But she did not think of this, for she was already on a killing spree like the others. To her the blood tasted as sweet as mulberry wine would to a Terran. Many had already been sucked dry, but Jex'para found some good blood. She saw a mutalisk right in front of her with its back turned. She flew forward and bit its neck. Blood flowed out of it like a fountain. The hydralisks blood tasted the sweetest by far. Zergling blood had an oily bad taste to it, but she would take it all the same. Mutalisk blood was very sour, but it was still satisfying. She flew down to try out some ultralisk after the mutalisk had been sucked dry. The ultralisk was prepared for the attack, and he swung up into Jex'para's face. She fell to the groung but managed to get a bite of it before it got her. Ultralisk blood was heavy but very salty. The creature fell dead to the ground. That was when she felt the need for blood leave. Something had come over all of them but the feeling was gone now. She looked in the direction of the cerebrate. That was the answer! A new cerebrate had been built there. The old one must have been killed, but this new one now kept control of them. That had almost wiped them out. Thank the Xel'Naga for the Queen of Blades genius. This group of Protoss were very strong indeed. They had the power to destroy a cerebrate without having to worry about it coming back, because when they destroyed it it was gone for good. Jex'para considered this and realized she was in deeper shit than she thought. If this happened again, she would likely lose her life in the chaos of no control. Why had they fought anyway? What stopped them from keeping order with no leader? Perhaps it was all in the connection with the cerebrate. If they continued to fight this enemy, then she would have to desert Kerrigan, she doesn't want to die, but she also wants her brethren to live also.
GRANASH
Three intervals had passed now and Gransh could not stall the attack any longer. They would have to fight the renegades without Hamaers help. Granash wasn't crazy about the idea, but he wasn't crazy about Hamaer being mad because the renegades still were renegades after thirty intervals.
"Okay, we'll have to attack without Hamaers help. Remember, they may give in."
"What! We'll never be able to get all of them to come to our brood."
"We have to try, otherwise, Hamaer will be pissed. Now which is a better choice, Hamaer pissed or getting a little hurt and maybe getting praised for the good work that we did?"
"Good point, but would you rather die?"
"We must take that risk for the good of the brood."
No one had anything else to add. So they went to the renegade hive prepared for a fight. Gransh walked to them and asked the question, unfortunately they turned him down, they would have to fight. Terrrrrrrfer didn't even need the command, he had already started killing. Jubakari had done the same. Glave worms dug into a hydralisk, it was dead. That was just another good warrior they needed, wasted. Needle spines dug into a zerglings head. Another gone. Death fell upon both groups, soon only a few of Granashs force remained. That was when Hamaer came to help. Zerg rushed in on the battle. All the renegades could do was watch as triple the size of what they started with closed in around them. Then a hydralisk with glowing blue eyes came to the front of the group. Granash realized at once that it was the mobile form of Hamaer.
"Renegade Zerg, I am Hamaer, I invite you to join my brood and I, lest more useful blood be spilled here today." Then an ultralisk emerged from the pack.
"Hamaer, I am the king ruler of these renegades, my name is Jelepex, and I except your offer."
"Good, then we may stop this battle between us so we may coexist as one brood. Come with me, I will take you to your new hive."
"Thank you Hamaer, you are generous."
The renegades followed them back to the hive, that night they ate a feast dedicated to their new union of Zerg power. These former renegades were a very powerful force to reckon with. They had almost killed Granashs creatures, these renegades were very well trained, they were smart enough to know hen the numbers game was to much for them, and they knew when triple the number you had started with came to fight you, that you better give up. Jelepex had abdicated his throne over the new soldiers so that Hamaer would rule them. Granash dreamed that night. He dreamed of. his death. An oracle spoke to him in the dream in the form of a mutalisk. She said that his death would come from the one that he would come to worship in the form of a green lotus. Granash awoke in a cold blood sweat. He had to find out what it meant. He would ask Hamaer in the morning, but until then he would get the sleep he needed. He fell into a deep sleep and didn't wake up without having to be by his best friend Hexvelt, he had the best sleep in at least five- thousand intervals that night. That was a very good sleep he thought much later in his darker days.
CHRIS FOX
Chris knew it was her. The witnesses had made a perfect description of the killer and it was her time to go. Three bloody scratches across his face sealed her fate. When you mess with a beautiful face like this, then you're going to pay in blood. He had almost had her, and now he chased her through the alleys. He turned a corner and saw her. She was breathing heavily, standing over the dead bloody body of the boy who had revealed her. Chris could only stare in cruel understanding at what she had done to this poor boy. Now she turned to him and lunged. In a second she was on him, she clawed for his eyes, but he held her back by the throat. He flipped her off of him, she hit three trash cans in the alley sending them toppling. He pulled out his magnum and went for the trigger. She was to fast, she jumped on him again. Claws flew into his face, he brought the butt of his gun into her cheek. She fell back, now all he needed was a quick pull and she was dead. She pulled out a dagger and leapt on him again, they rolled until they hit the wall, now she was going to bring the dagger down on his face. He threw his arm in front of it. His arm hurt and looked like hell now, but he was still alive. He kicked her off of him and pulled the trigger. It hit her in the shoulder, she screeched and fell back into the wall. Then he saw the impossible, the bullet hole had healed! He knew Zerg could recover health, but it shouldn't do it that fast! He took another shot, she moved this time and scratched him across the face. Blood spilled out of fresh wounds. He jumped back to wipe the blood from his eyes. He blinked several times and the blood came out, but she was already upon him. He managed to dive out of the way causing her to hit the wall. This was his chance, he pulled out his gun again, but she was too fast! She brought him down hard, his head smacked the cement, and that was just another bloody place. He was losing blood fast and he was getting dizzy. She held the dagger above his head again, luckily this time he kicked her off of him, he wasn't hurt this time. He got slowly to his feet. She went at him again, he juked this time. Man, she was a fireball! Did she ever run out of energy? Well, only time will tell he thought. He brought the gun up again, he pulled the trigger but missed, his aim was so screwed up from the blood loss now, it hit the wall five feet from her. She lunged again, this time they tumbled into the street. She started clawing at him again. He threw her off once again to continue the cycle. He could only wonder ho much longer the fight would carry on.
Ok that was chapter two. I hope you liked it, I mean, it took me so long. That damn writers block got me at Daniel Jacobs, I'll try to update sooner now.
Zoltran had been in many battles before, but never in his wildest dreams could he ever picture himself in a battle like this. Zerg seemed to pour from every nook and cranny of the city, the forces seemed endless. Many of his brethren were scarred, bloodied and near death as he was. In his younger days he had studied Terran ancient history. This war reminded him of only one war so bloody and full of death, that war was Vietnam. Long ago, Earth fought amongst themselves leading to a war between, the U.S.A, and Vietnam armies, or something like that. There were groups in that part of Earth the U.S.A wanted to get rid of or something like that. Now was not the time to think of that. Three Zerglings were rushing him; he had to kill them quickly. He slashed through one's head, through the heart (if they had any), and the final through the head. His brethrens numbers were dwindling. In the past five Hyerts (two hours) they had lost over fifty good Protoss to the creatures. They weren't too strong, it's just they kept coming! There had to be a cerebrate somewhere around here. If he could find it, he could round up the rest of the surviving Dark Templar and destroy it. He slashed a hydralisk through the stomach. Zoltran would need help finding it, perhaps a Terran had seen the cerebrate. There was a marine up ahead; he decided to get his assistance.
"Marine, I am Zoltran of the Dark Templar, I require your assistance, come with me."
"Whatever Zoltran, what do ya need help with?"
"This stream of Zerg is endless, we need to take out the cerebrate. You can either help me find it or round up the Dark Templar."
"I'll help you find that cerebrate. Where do ya think it is?"
"I haven't any idea."
"I do, oh by the way names Zeke, Zeke Gentry."
"Ok Zeke, where is the foul creature?"
"I think I saw it in a building up there. Think it was called the Statue of Liberty in ancient times. It's like a big green Terran with a book and a torch, which are also green."
"Ok, find the Dark Templar and bring them there, once that is finished I request your help holding the Zerg off while we destroy the cerebrate."
"No problem Zoltran, I can get it done if you give me ten minutes."
"Ok, just hurry."
Machine gun fire rattled in Zoltran's ears as he made his way across the bloody streets. He saw the great statue rising above the horizon. Three minutes later he reached the structure. There were three Dark Templar and six marines waiting there for him.
"We'll go in first and take out the initial threat, we'll signal you when it's clear" said Zeke.
"Ok, just make sure everything is dead, I do not want any more of my brethren to die."
"Don't worry Zoltran, we've got this covered. Alright marines move out!"
The marines entered the statue as the Dark Templar fought off intrusion into the statue. Machine guns rattled inside the building, ten minutes later the marines emerged victorious.
"Zoltran, I saw the cerebrate, it's situated in the torch, we'll guard you guys, just take that cerebrate down."
"Come brethren we have work to do."
The Dark Templar marched up the stairs as the marines covered them from the front and rear. The torch was not much further and they could feel the evil aura emanating from the cerebrate. The marines had done an excellent job clearing the statue of Zerg. Zerg bodies littered the floor and Zerg blood and insides were splattered all over the walls. The marines signaled for halt in front of a large door, then signaled for entry.
"Ok Zoltran, you and the other Dark Templar destroy that thing and we'll cover you, now let's go."
They ran through the door and immediately attacked the cerebrate. There were hydralisk guards around the cerebrate, the marines took them out. An ultralisk and three hydrlisks burst through the door and attacked. The cerebrate was almost dead, the marines only had to hold it off for a little longer. A hydralisk survived the rain of bullets and lunged for Chitzac, the nearest Dark Templar. Zoltran knew his duties, he turned to face the hydrlisk and brought a slash through its head. BLOOOOOOOOSH! The cerebrate exploded in a rain of blood, guts, and skin. Zoltran looked out the window to behold victory. The Zerg now fought themselves.
JOHN MALONE
WHOOMPH! Another shell rocketed out of the Arclite Shock Cannon. What an invention. That Arclite was one smart man. The cannon may have been the greatest advancement of war. A pack of eight hydralisks rushed him, he shot the middle of the pack and babooshka! The whole pack of them exploded in a rain of blood and roasted flesh. The bloodshed was unbelievable, and where were those damn reinforcements? Jim said they would be here soon but so far nothing. John looked through the periscope and saw a terrifying sight. Seven ultralisks were heading their way! They had to move fast, they couldn't take them all out.
"Huy, get this hunk of metal outta here pronto!"
"I hear ya John!"
Huy switched out of Siege mode and off they rode. Speeding by marines they shot three zerglings and four hydrlisks, that was when they saw a wounded Fred on the ground.
"C'mon Huy, we gotta get Fred."
"Let's go" Huy said as they jumped out of the tank.
"Ugh, John, Huy, that you?"
"Ya Fred, c'mon we're getting you outta this battle."
They lifted Fred and brought him into the tank. It didn't take John long to see the problem, or problems. Three needle spines in the shoulder, a zergling bite in the stomach, and what looked like a Kaiser slash. They had to get medical treatment for Fred quick.
"What do ya think we should do John?"
"I aint a doctor but first we should definitely pull these needle spines out." John grabbed hold of the first spike and pulled it out. Fred answered with a screech of pain. He pulled the second out and the same happened. He pulled the final one out and a final scream of pain erupted from Fred. "Find us a medic Huy."
So Huy took off as John fired at the incoming Zerg. Another zergling killed as he fired another barrage of shots from the Arclite Cannon. Fred was letting out grunts of pain not only from the bite and the slash, but from the poison in the spines. Hold on Freddie John thought. This will all be over soon, at least I hope it will be. Huy suddenly got a panicked look on his face.
"What is it Huy? Why'd we stop?"
"Uh, we're out of gas."
"Oh shit. Huy we've got to find some way to get Freddie to a medic."
DARGON
The creature lunged for his throat, but Dargon was too quick. He brought a boot up into its face. The creature flew back through a computers monitor, killing it immediately. Dargon had to get out of there, he couldn't take them if they came in big numbers unarmed as he was. He sprinted down the deserted hall, and one of the creatures jumped for his throat. Dargon socked the thing in the face sending it reeling. He brought a knee into its face and ran. He couldn't risk getting injured in a place like this, unarmed. He was just a few hundred feet away from the door now. He reached it and ran to his vulture. He jumped inside and locked the hatch.
"Dargon to Jim, Dargon to Jim, we've got an emergency at Rexes military facilities."
"What is it Dargon, where are the reinforcements?"
"There are no reinforcements, they are all dead."
"What, how, what happened?"
"It's like Terrac all over again."
"Oh God, do you need help down there?"
"No, but I was wondering if you wanted something."
"What is it?"
"A laptop with all the information leading up to this and information on the disaster, I'll run in, grab it, and come back."
"Ok, but be careful, we really need help back here."
There was a sudden groan behind him, he was grabbed by the neck and was almost pulled to the back. He hit the creature with the butt of his rifle sending it back. He took the opportunity to turn around and shoot it. One bullet was planted squarely in its head. Dargon grabbed the body and threw it out. He ran to the monitor room and grabbed the laptop, only one thing was wrong, the body was gone! He turned to see the freak staring him down. Dargon took aim and shot its head off. Dargon got out of there as fast as he could. If these things could come back to life, then the one outside could still come back to life. He was relieved to see the spook still dead in front of the vulture. Dargon backed out and got back to the base as fast as he could. The battle still raged there. The only question on Dargons mind was where were they coming from? Zerglings swarmed around the vulture as Dargon pulled back into the battle. He hit them one by one as he sped back to the base. He pulled up in front of the Science Facilities where the laptops data would be studied. He hit the cloaking button on his suit and ran back into the battle. He crouched and shot an ultralisk in the head. The creature roared with pain as he fell onto five zerglings, crushing them, killing them. A Guardian loomed overhead, he was shooting the Command Center and Dargon was about to put a stop to that. He took a shot, getting it in between the eyes. The Guardian let out an evil grunt, Dargon took another shot, hitting the Guardian in the same place. This time the it fell crushing three hydralisks. He slunk around a rock and shot a zergling dead. An overlord loomed overhead. Oh shit Dargon thought as a hydralisk came slithering toward him. Dargon turned off the cloaking to conserve energy and he shot the hydralisk through the head, killing it instantly. Dargon aimed up at the overlord, he took a shot into its vital membranes and the overlord fell from the sky, now unable to fly. Dargon put the cloaking on again and ran at an ultralisk attacking the Command Center. He jumped at it with a shot through the head. The ultralisk fell, almost on him, but Dargon got out of the way just in time. Another overlord loomed overhead. Dargon shot this one in the same place killing it and making it fall onto two zerglings. Now he ran for cover inside the Command Center, seeking time to recharge his energy.
GENERAL DANIEL JACOBS
Daniel almost jumped out of his suit when he saw that needle spine whiz by his head. That hydralisk still pursued him. This time Daniel took a shot with his gauss rifle punching holes all over the hydralisk. Blood flowed from the holes as the hydralisk fell dead. A zergling rushed at him, but Daniel plugged it. This was an ancient city called Detroit. An old building called the Joe Louis Arena was where the fight was taking place. It was infested from the inside out. The core of it was in an old ampitheater used for a game played on frozen water? It seemed strange but yes, it was some game called hoookey or some thing of that type. He ran down a dingy old hall followed by six marines ready to take this thing out. He also had a Demex following him. A Demex was a specially trained demolitions expert that would plant a bomb in the core heart of the hive. Another five hydralisks came to meet them. The marines dove for cover and opened up on the cobra-like Zerg. Poison spines flew through the air hitting walls, boxes, and killing one marine. Daniel opened up on the front hydralisk, hitting it in the head, killing it. Three more dropped, then the final followed a minute later. The Demex with them, Robert Taylor, also wielded the most dangerous weapons in the squad, a rocket launcher, grenades, remote mines, LAG grenades, and the Oxygen Bomb. LAG grenades were grenades that could be thrown out detonated on a time, then remotely five seconds later, in other words, two explosions. The Oxygen Bomb was a totally different thing, it was the thing they would use to destroy Detroit. They were nearing the heart, now things would get tricky. The heart was a giant, well heart. They ran to the heart and planted the Oxygen Bomb on it. This bomb would take the all of the oxygen out of the air and superheat it. This would instead of burning, would melt everything. An example, when the air heated instead of burning everything, it would all melt into one giant puddle of atoms and things like that. They started to run, they had just escaped the hive when the battlecruiser landed. They ran aboard, and took off. They got out of there and Daniel detonated it. Even from six miles away they could see the melting of buildings, streets, and Zerg. Everything within six miles of the explosion would end up in that giant puddle of mush. They sped away to another battle where they were needed.
HETLAH
They were now landing on Aiur, where they would according too Duran's plan, take back control of the planet that was so evilly taken by Kerrigan. Even now they were landing in a new unit brought to the playing field, an Infested Carrier. Carrying both his Protoss brethren and Zerg. This truly was a powerful vehicle, thing, the infested interceptors were very powerful. Ten other Infested Carriers flew in, and Fifteen Terran Dropships. He saw his old home below, the thick jungles, some places never touched by the Protoss, only by the all-knowing Xel'Naga. They had now touched down, a dangerous mission would come now.
"Ok, troops" Duran said. "Our first target will be to destroy the nearest Protoss colony, belonging to the New Conclave."
They all listened as he explained how they would go about bringing the Protoss to their knees. The Zerg would go in first. But not now, they would wait one week to attack. This would give time to prepare for a counterattack. After the initial Zerg attack, the Terrans would go in, followed closely by the Protoss. The attacks should wear down the Conclave enough to force surrender. Aiur would belong to us soon enough. The Conclave will fall just like its predecessor. Death will ride across Aiur on the wings of a Mutalisk, the mind of a Templar, and the blood of a marine. Duran has ordered his people to start the new colony as soon as possible. The probes started building while the Templar went to gather Khaydarian Crystals for the amulets. The amulets would empower them for the fights against the Conclave, the renegade broods, Kerrigan, the Dominion, and anyone else who would dare try to take what belongs to Duran and his Rebellion. Rebellion, of course it was, it was a rebellion against the beliefs of all the races. The Dominion was a cruel excuse for tyranny. Kerrigan was no better with her cruel way of handling the Zerg. And the Conclave, the top power of the Protoss race right now, their beliefs of no tolerance for the different was repulsive. This was where Duran would extend his open arms to those who have been mistreated by their own races, or those who have persecuted for their beliefs, or those who were lied to by their own government, this was the utopia for them. Yes, this was the utopia for them.
THOMAS BRIDGES
The marines of the UED marched through the ancient city of Berlin. Thomas could almost see the people of the lost city, what was life like for them with such minimal army, I mean no power suits for the marines, how crazy. Why was this place abandoned? As Thomas looked around, nothing seemed to be wrong with it, well there wouldn't be in that time period. Heti and Koej carried Nevikov through the streets of Berlin as Thomas, Nasf, Ywan, and Wox explored through the old city looking for cover. Every once in a while Thomas heard a shuffle, he wondered about it but there was nothing he could do about it right now. He saw a hospital, that could be used for cover and perhaps they have some medicine in there. That was when he heard the scream. He turned around to see five zerglings running up the street toward the group. The marines opened up on the Zerg. One fell, another, two more. Then the last fell dead.
"Where the hell did they come from" asked Koej?
"They must have followed us" replied Wox. "This aint good if more are comin."
"Damnit! Has anyone found anything that can help me yet?"
"Ya, I found a hospital right up there, there's probably medicine and shit there."
"Whatever, just get me there, I really need help!"
So they ran for the hospital, Thomas heard as more Zerg howled while they ran for them. They reached the hospital, Koej locked the doors, windows, and other crap, Wox and Heti looked out for Zerg and Thomas Ywan and Nasf looked for medicine for Nevikov. Thomas was sifting through a storage room when he heard the yell for help. He ran for the front room to see the Zerg running rapidly toward the hospital. At least Ywan had found some painkillers and crap for Nevikov so we're at full strength.
"Uh, guys, I think you'll want to see this."
"We can't, just bring it here Koej." Koej brought ten boxes to the main lobby, he opened one to reveal grenades, ammo, and guns.
"Damn" the marines said in unison.
"Ya, now let's kick those Zerg's ass."
A zergling rammed the door, Ywan ran out to meet it with gauss rifle and M16 blazing. He killed it by planting a bunch of needles in its stomach. The rest of the marines charged out to meet the oncoming flood of evil. Thomas had picked up a shotgun from the box. He pulled the trigger and a shell obliterated a hydralisks head. Nevikov held the trigger of his gauss rifle and killed three zerglings. Koej grabbed a grenade and whipped it into the crowd of oncoming Zerg. It exploded and killed three zergling and a hydralisk. Thomas started forward but was stopped by the sight of an ultralisk. A grenade clattered beside it and Thomas ran, he just escaped the explosion. He turned to see a zergling leaping for his face. Thomas brought the butt of his gun up to meet the zerglings head. The shot crushed its skull. Thomas dove behind a crate in the street. He looked up and shot another zergling. He ducked back again then he shot another hydralisk. He heard a call for cease- fire and ran to Nevikov and the other marines.
GONISSA TYLLER
She pulled the hood over her head and walked to the parked vulture. She took off to Gevex market to get the food. Gonissa had a bad feeling about going today but she had to. She arrived ten minutes later. The market was busy today. That provided perfect cover for her; the people would kill her if they saw a Zerg in there. All she needed was a weeks worth of food for her division. She felt the cold metal of the knife against her breast, she always kept one handy, but today she brought an extra big one. She walked over to the first stand to buy bread, she paid the man called Rodrigo, made the bread himself he would always tell Gonissa. Now she walked over to the milk stand. It was packed today, maybe she could steal some, and they really needed the money right now. They were wanted for murders all over Korhal, they needed a ship to get off of this dump. She grabbed the milk and quickly walked away. Now for some fruit. A bunch of little kids stood in the way of the fruit stand.
"Why you wearin' a hood man" one of them asked? Gonissa ignored his question and just kept walking.
"Hey! My friend asked you a question," yelled another as he grabbed her cloak. Gonissa felt the tug. She turned to the child and smacked him off. But the kid still had hold of her cloak as he went flying backwards. The cloak came off and she was revealed!
People stared at her grey ugly skin; they whispered to one another until one shouted, "hey, she's a Zerg!" That was when people started for her. She ran away but was grabbed from behind by a man in a beige trench coat. He tugged her back but Gonissa slashed across his face. He fell back with a scream of pain. She ran to a dark alley. Her vulture was only about a block away; she could probably escape pretty easily. This was unfair! How could they judge her like that! Then she saw the small kid who pulled off her cloak. They stared at each other for a few moments, the child was obviously paralyzed with fear, but Gonissa only stared because she was thinking about her options. She could get sweet, easy, revenge and just kill the child. But he was not a bounty; he had committed no true wrong, only a personal wrong. He didn't break any law, so his death would be unfair. Then she made her decision and started toward her vulture. Then the kid made a fatal mistake.
Suddenly a rock hit her in the back of the head. She was bleeding now. "That's right you damn Zerg, run away you stupid worthless."
He never finished his sentence for Gonissa already had his neck. "I was going to let you live, but now you have sealed your own fate." The boy only looked up with understanding fear as Gonissa killed him.
ALDORIS
The Conclave convoy had just landed and Aldoris was just now stepping out. Aiur would be his in a matter of days. The first assault would be against the Zerg. Kerrigan had landed here and he was planning on eliminating that putrid half lings assault force first. A large scout invasion would come first, going to eliminate the sunken colonies. Then the Dragoons and Zealots would destroy the ground forces while corsairs webbed all of the remaining sunken and spore colonies. With the defenses downed, Carriers would wipe up the mess. Perhaps they would save one of the putrid drones for themselves. Aldoris hated the Zerg but had to admit that having the Zerg on your side isn't a bad idea if there isn't a way for revolt. The sadistic hydralisks may have to be Aldoris' favorite Zerg, if he liked any at all. It seemed they were sent to battle to die, but their leaders actually expected something of them. The cerebrates don't send a zergling in to do anything except maybe kill a few marines. The ultralisks are sent into battle to live and prevail over the enemy. That was when he heard an explosion outside.
"Judicator! I have horrible news."
"What is it Kexver?"
"The Zerg, I don't know who but they are attacking us as we speak!"
"What the Evil Realm are you talking about?"
"Look out the window Judicator."
Aldoris walked to the plasma window. He looked and saw the horrific sight of the Zerg absolutely annihilating the New Conclave army. Zerglings were even now reaching his location. He stood on the top floor of a massive tower. He called it the Tower of Order, for that is what the New Conclave brought to this universe full of war, they brought order.
"Should I ready your carrier Judicator?"
"Yes, it seems Kerrigan would like to eliminate me first so I suppose. what the?"
Aldoris looked to see the Terrans fighting alongside the Zerg! This was impossible, what kind of evil is this? When it seemed it couldn't be any worse he saw Protoss fighting alongside the Zerg and Terrans! This was some sort of sick, evil alliance, this was not Kerrigans work.
"Yes, get all of the remaining troops out of here. And ready Tassadars and my carrier. I want no part of this."
NEREVAR
The death of more equals the lives of more. More Terrans dead, more Protoss live to fight another day. He saw another Terran. He threw a can in his direction to get his attention. The Terran turned to the sound and was immediately killed by a plasma blade. Nerevar had to do the killings in different areas more often now. They knew he was doing it all, he just knew it. He had to switch planets, otherwise they would eventually find and kill him. All he needed to get off of this rock is a new engine. There was a shop down the street, but the owner would not cater to masquerades. That would be the only way for him to get anything on this world, he had to wear a mask. If he was even seen, they would shoot him on sight. This was a planet under Dominion control, and they didn't like the Protoss. The shop had just now closed, which meant that it was time to steal that engine. He brought a plasma blade into the metal, it was slowly being sliced down the middle. The cutting was done and Nerevar ripped the door in two. He walked to the back, he saw the engine and grabbed it. He started to haul it out of the shop. Now he only had to install it. He brought it to his old ship, he started disconnecting the old engine, then he started to connect the new engine. Now all he had to do was to try it out. He walked to the cockpit and started the ship up. It gave a few sputtering noises, but then it started up. He took off, but he wasn't out of the woods yet. He still had to escape the planets perimeter defenses. Orbital cannons sent shots at him but he was able to dodge them. He was almost free of the planet. He threw it into thrust but he was shot down by a final desperate cannon shot.
KILAROK
The corsair wraith hybrid glided smoothly along the skies as Kilarok watched for enemies below the machine. He needed a place to go, the Zerg seemed to be everywhere. Since the sun came up this morning he had shot thirty Zerg, and he had only been awake an hour. They know I'm here, and they know I'm dangerous he thought. I'm at the top of their to kill list, how great. Another pack of hydralisks swarmed below him, Kilarok didn't have time for this, he needed to save his ammo and shielding for later. The time has come he thought, I'll have to leave Aiur. He pulled up and was hurtling upwards into space. Something was in front of him far off in the distance. Wait, there's another he thought, three more, he had now counted sixteen. What were those things? Now he counted thirty, they were spread out as if they were guarding something. Oh shit he thought with stunning realization. He made a u-turn and hurtled toward Aiur at an alarming speed. He had realized at the last seconds that those things were devourers, and they were guarding the way off of Aiur. He would have to find a weak point in the line, or find help if he wanted to leave Aiur. If that meant siding with the Protoss, well perhaps he could bury the past, at least until they got off of this hellhole of a planet. Kilarok remembered as a child how beautiful this planet used to be until the corruption of the Conclave, and the Zerg came. Perhaps if the Conclave would have accepted the Dark Templar brethren, none of this would have happened. He needed to give his engine a rest, he saw a mountain that would supply sufficient cover for the time being. A Zerg convoy was directly below him. Drones carrying minerals and gas, they were surrounded of overlords, and hydralisks. Looks like his plan wasn't so stupid after all. A month ago Kilarok had used another of his hybrids weapons. The main Zerg hive was pumping out Zerg more than he had ever seen. Kilarok used a poison mine there. The minerals were destroyed, along with all of the Zerg buildings. Now they have to take minerals from another source, to bad the land there is uninhabitable. They have to drag the minerals and gas back to their base now. Kilarok waited for the convoy to pass, then he landed on the mountain.
JACK THOMPSON
The troops were unloaded and they were marching across the plains of Aiur now. Zerg bases were supposed to be nearby. A regiment of marines, firebats, and ghosts were being led by Lieutenant Voss across the plains. No Zerg had been encountered yet, but Jack felt that they were waiting just up ahead.
"Aw, how should we handle this the lieutenant said. Look, we aren't finding any Zerg, so we should probably split up. First, corporal Mandez, you will lead Bravo Squad east of here. Next I will take control of Alpha squad, we will keep heading in south, Gold Squad will be led by corporal Gettelli heading north. And Delta Squad will be led by corporal Thompson to the west. You all know your assigned squads, now go."
Jack led his men to the west where he hoped to find some of those damned Zerg. This was his chance to show that he wasn't just a screw up, a chance to show that he leadership skills. He walked a bit ahead of the squad. He turned on his thermal visor to see if any life was up ahead. He checked ahead to find a large mass of heat heading towards them. The Zerg must have seen them first.
"Ready your guns marines, the Zerg are comin for us. Wait for my command." The Zerg came a bit closer, they were now in range. "Fire!" Guns blazed at the Zerg cutting them in half. But the Zerg weren't fighting back. They only stared at the marines and walked, slithered and flew ever closer towards them.
The Zerg had by now walked right past them. What the hell were they looking at? Their people were being killed and they didn't even look at the attackers. Jack gave the command to cease and follow the living Zerg. They walked by Jacks estimate about ten miles when the Zerg stopped. Jack looked forward and saw nothing. Then he saw that the Zergs heads were tilting up. He looked up and saw a sight that could only be described as a miracle. A gleaming city of silver and gold hovered high in the sky. Within seconds the marines were under its spell. It was so beautiful; they could only stand mesmerized by its splendor. Jack could only wonder what lived in the city, and there was only one way to find out. Grunts and what seemed like commands were issued from the Zerg as three mutalisks flew up to the city. They flew to the city but exploded suddenly, there seemed to be some sort of force field around the city. He looked to the Zerg and saw innumerable scourges coming out of the west. They all crashed into the shielding around the city, until one went through. The shield was down, all of the flyers in the group sprang forward and flew to the city. Suddenly a bridge came down infront of them, the bridge seemed to be made of pure energy. The Zerg walked single file up the bridge into the city. The marines followed shortly after. Jack gave the order but he didn't like it, something felt funny about this place.
FELAZ'NEA
Felaz'nea had been wrong about the battle being over, it was just beginning. The Protoss had sent reinforcements and it was a wonder that Felaz'nea still lived. He flew to a hydralisk about to be killed and shot a glave worm at the zealot attacking it. The worm ricoched off of it and hit a dragoon near him. That was when he felt the surge of energy. It was his time to mutate. He would evolve now and become it. He finally knew his destiny, he had to find a place for the mutation to take place now, or the Shis'sar Brood may die. He flew around for a few minutes until he saw an opening that he could escape through and not be noticed. He flew into the ravine on the edge of the battle. When he got low enough so he was out of sight he stopped. He enveloped himself in the sticky goo of his cocoon, he would awaken in an hour to lead the Shis'sar brood to its time of judgment.
ARC_1_TERRAPIN
The hydralisks walked right under him. He clung to the ceiling trying to keep himself out of harms reach, if he made one bad noise, or fell or made a wrong move he was dead. The hydralisks seemingly content with their search moved on. He needed to also. He needed to find the disk. He made a mad sprint for the labs. He blasted through the door with a blast of plasma. He went through the hole and located the computer. He popped open the disk drive to see a disk labeled Gunner/zealot/upgrades/special_subroutines. Arc opened the disk drive in his stomach. Immediately he felt the new power surge within him. He pulled out a link cable to check his new subroutines. He plugged himself into the computer and opened the file. Apparently now he could project his mind into the next room to see if there were any enemies in the room. He could also now project a hydralisk disguise outside his body. That could come in handy. He also had a grapple beam upgrade, to hook onto hook- able objects to swing across large gaps. He also now had a chest mounted ballistics system. And probably the most useful of the new powers was his ability to heal using plasma. Hyuti really knew how to treat a warrior. Then he heard a screech down the hall. Hydralisks were coming for him. He uploaded the missiles and prepared for combat. Three hydralisks barged into the room. He unloaded three missiles on them. He killed one and wounded the other two. He shot a burst of plasma into the face of one. An audible screech rang out as the hydralisk felt its face burn off. He fired another missile into the chest of the hydralisk, killing it. Now with that done, he went to the computer and recharged his missiles. Now he could continue on his way to find the exit to this dead place.
GARY COSWELL
Five more cities had been liberated within the weeks time. The Admiral had been very pleased with his success and even now they marched toward their next conquest, Tivgall. Soon Augustgrad would fall with the rest of Mengsk's pathetic little planet of Korhal. Why would he make a desert world his capital? It was so devoid of good food and good farmland. Only sixteen cities remained on Korhal. The other two invasion squads had also been doing well. Each one had also liberated six cities already. Soon all of them would be theirs and they would meet on the outskirts of Augustgrad for the capture of the capital city. Tivgall was only a mile away now. Reconnaissance groups had already been sent in to warn of invasion if they didn't surrender now. Once again the fools answer was no and they would have to fight again. The marched up to the city; they only took a few minutes to break through the outer wall. Bunkers lined the entrance of the city. Gary led the assault in punching through the brainlessly designed bunkers. They reached the inner city in only five more minutes, they only lost one soldier in the fight. The inside of the city wasn't much better of defenses. Only a few ghosts were their best defense. They sat, cloaked, upon the ledge surrounding the city. Science vessels took care of that small problem. The NATOs marched toward the capital building, destroying no nonmilitary buildings. The walked into the capital to speak with the mayor of the place. Once he saw what was left of his city he decided to take them up on their offer. There would be no more death for Tivgall that day. There were only three casualties for NATO that day, the casualties for the Tivgallians numbered in the hundreds. These numbers were posted in each of the cities capital buildings. It was all Gary's idea. His idea was to show what a powerful force NATO was by showing how many they could kill with them losing so few. It was a plan that had shown no hope for each city captured. It left very little room for rebellion, and that was exactly what NATO wanted.
JEX'PARA
And the Protoss had come, just like she had wanted them to. Now they had fallen into her clutches, she just needed the command to expel her broodlings. This would be to easy. Then she heard the voice in the back of her mind, the one giving her what she wanted, the command, the command to let them free. She let them slide out, she lingered only for a minute to watch them kill a zealot together. Then she was practically gone. She flew away, ten minutes later she landed in a ravine about a mile away from the battle. Her landing was graceful, for she was no longer carrying her children. She took a break to kill a bengalaas for dinner. For her to survive everything would have to go exactly according to plan. Soon she would be called again, she would say she is wounded and needs time to rest, then when the battle was about to end she would come back and fight. It was a fool- proof plan, she would survive, and Kerrigan would win Aiur. These Protoss they fought were apparently supposed to be the most dangerous of all the factions, Jex'para could see why since they were invisible and all but there had to be another reason, oh well she was never great with that stuff anyway. All she knew is that they could throw the Zerg into chaos. Then she felt a sudden twinge in the back of her mind, why did she follow that stupid halfling anyway? Then she heard Protoss victory hoots in the distance. Suddenly she wanted to kill Zerg! She wanted Zerg blood now! She must have it! Jex'para flew to the battle grounds where the Zerg already fought each other, apparently they must have had the same thoughts. But she did not think of this, for she was already on a killing spree like the others. To her the blood tasted as sweet as mulberry wine would to a Terran. Many had already been sucked dry, but Jex'para found some good blood. She saw a mutalisk right in front of her with its back turned. She flew forward and bit its neck. Blood flowed out of it like a fountain. The hydralisks blood tasted the sweetest by far. Zergling blood had an oily bad taste to it, but she would take it all the same. Mutalisk blood was very sour, but it was still satisfying. She flew down to try out some ultralisk after the mutalisk had been sucked dry. The ultralisk was prepared for the attack, and he swung up into Jex'para's face. She fell to the groung but managed to get a bite of it before it got her. Ultralisk blood was heavy but very salty. The creature fell dead to the ground. That was when she felt the need for blood leave. Something had come over all of them but the feeling was gone now. She looked in the direction of the cerebrate. That was the answer! A new cerebrate had been built there. The old one must have been killed, but this new one now kept control of them. That had almost wiped them out. Thank the Xel'Naga for the Queen of Blades genius. This group of Protoss were very strong indeed. They had the power to destroy a cerebrate without having to worry about it coming back, because when they destroyed it it was gone for good. Jex'para considered this and realized she was in deeper shit than she thought. If this happened again, she would likely lose her life in the chaos of no control. Why had they fought anyway? What stopped them from keeping order with no leader? Perhaps it was all in the connection with the cerebrate. If they continued to fight this enemy, then she would have to desert Kerrigan, she doesn't want to die, but she also wants her brethren to live also.
GRANASH
Three intervals had passed now and Gransh could not stall the attack any longer. They would have to fight the renegades without Hamaers help. Granash wasn't crazy about the idea, but he wasn't crazy about Hamaer being mad because the renegades still were renegades after thirty intervals.
"Okay, we'll have to attack without Hamaers help. Remember, they may give in."
"What! We'll never be able to get all of them to come to our brood."
"We have to try, otherwise, Hamaer will be pissed. Now which is a better choice, Hamaer pissed or getting a little hurt and maybe getting praised for the good work that we did?"
"Good point, but would you rather die?"
"We must take that risk for the good of the brood."
No one had anything else to add. So they went to the renegade hive prepared for a fight. Gransh walked to them and asked the question, unfortunately they turned him down, they would have to fight. Terrrrrrrfer didn't even need the command, he had already started killing. Jubakari had done the same. Glave worms dug into a hydralisk, it was dead. That was just another good warrior they needed, wasted. Needle spines dug into a zerglings head. Another gone. Death fell upon both groups, soon only a few of Granashs force remained. That was when Hamaer came to help. Zerg rushed in on the battle. All the renegades could do was watch as triple the size of what they started with closed in around them. Then a hydralisk with glowing blue eyes came to the front of the group. Granash realized at once that it was the mobile form of Hamaer.
"Renegade Zerg, I am Hamaer, I invite you to join my brood and I, lest more useful blood be spilled here today." Then an ultralisk emerged from the pack.
"Hamaer, I am the king ruler of these renegades, my name is Jelepex, and I except your offer."
"Good, then we may stop this battle between us so we may coexist as one brood. Come with me, I will take you to your new hive."
"Thank you Hamaer, you are generous."
The renegades followed them back to the hive, that night they ate a feast dedicated to their new union of Zerg power. These former renegades were a very powerful force to reckon with. They had almost killed Granashs creatures, these renegades were very well trained, they were smart enough to know hen the numbers game was to much for them, and they knew when triple the number you had started with came to fight you, that you better give up. Jelepex had abdicated his throne over the new soldiers so that Hamaer would rule them. Granash dreamed that night. He dreamed of. his death. An oracle spoke to him in the dream in the form of a mutalisk. She said that his death would come from the one that he would come to worship in the form of a green lotus. Granash awoke in a cold blood sweat. He had to find out what it meant. He would ask Hamaer in the morning, but until then he would get the sleep he needed. He fell into a deep sleep and didn't wake up without having to be by his best friend Hexvelt, he had the best sleep in at least five- thousand intervals that night. That was a very good sleep he thought much later in his darker days.
CHRIS FOX
Chris knew it was her. The witnesses had made a perfect description of the killer and it was her time to go. Three bloody scratches across his face sealed her fate. When you mess with a beautiful face like this, then you're going to pay in blood. He had almost had her, and now he chased her through the alleys. He turned a corner and saw her. She was breathing heavily, standing over the dead bloody body of the boy who had revealed her. Chris could only stare in cruel understanding at what she had done to this poor boy. Now she turned to him and lunged. In a second she was on him, she clawed for his eyes, but he held her back by the throat. He flipped her off of him, she hit three trash cans in the alley sending them toppling. He pulled out his magnum and went for the trigger. She was to fast, she jumped on him again. Claws flew into his face, he brought the butt of his gun into her cheek. She fell back, now all he needed was a quick pull and she was dead. She pulled out a dagger and leapt on him again, they rolled until they hit the wall, now she was going to bring the dagger down on his face. He threw his arm in front of it. His arm hurt and looked like hell now, but he was still alive. He kicked her off of him and pulled the trigger. It hit her in the shoulder, she screeched and fell back into the wall. Then he saw the impossible, the bullet hole had healed! He knew Zerg could recover health, but it shouldn't do it that fast! He took another shot, she moved this time and scratched him across the face. Blood spilled out of fresh wounds. He jumped back to wipe the blood from his eyes. He blinked several times and the blood came out, but she was already upon him. He managed to dive out of the way causing her to hit the wall. This was his chance, he pulled out his gun again, but she was too fast! She brought him down hard, his head smacked the cement, and that was just another bloody place. He was losing blood fast and he was getting dizzy. She held the dagger above his head again, luckily this time he kicked her off of him, he wasn't hurt this time. He got slowly to his feet. She went at him again, he juked this time. Man, she was a fireball! Did she ever run out of energy? Well, only time will tell he thought. He brought the gun up again, he pulled the trigger but missed, his aim was so screwed up from the blood loss now, it hit the wall five feet from her. She lunged again, this time they tumbled into the street. She started clawing at him again. He threw her off once again to continue the cycle. He could only wonder ho much longer the fight would carry on.
Ok that was chapter two. I hope you liked it, I mean, it took me so long. That damn writers block got me at Daniel Jacobs, I'll try to update sooner now.