Outcast: Hypra was not alone, nor was he young, he was with
others, all about 5 years older than him. But they did all have one
thing in common, and that was their psionic aptitude. They were all
destined to become Ghosts, for the Terran Dominion. The dominion did
not abandon the Ghost program because that would have been foolish and
would cause their defeat. More people wanted to join the Dominion's
army and they could run the Ghost program using only volunteers. Hypra
was allowed to leave, please himself, but word of his colony had
reached his ears, wiped out by the Zerg, any one left alive wouldn't be
after the Protoss. Strangely, Hypra didn't hate the Protoss, but he
detested the Zerg, and stayed in the Ghost program because of that.
"Nierty, pay attention," Barked the weapons instructor, "You daydream like that and them Zerg'll tear you up, them or the Protoss." "Sorry sir, it won't happen again sir," Hypra swiftly stated. That's what you said last time, I just can't believe that, Hypra, thought the Weapons instructor forgetting Hypra was a telepath.
"Hypra Nierty, please report to the training master immediately" the P.A. barked. "What is it this time," Hypra muttered under his breath. Hypra was short before the Ghost program, now he was tall, and doing better than all the others in his group.
"Nierty," said the training master. "Save your breath," He tells him, "Everyone around here forgets I'm a telepath" "Why we've put up with you is a mystery to me, Nierty," "The Dominion can't afford to lose me, I'm too good," and with that Hypra left the room. "Humph, Egocentric little brat," the training master mumbled after Hypra had left the room, even though he knew Hypra to be right.
"Hey look, it's The Best back from his conversation with the T.M.," said one of the people from Hypra's group, sneeringly. "Heh, best, the only thing he's better than is my toenail clippings, and only just," said one of the others. "Well duh, that's why I said it sarcastically," said the first one. Hypra slipped on unnoticed, and went on to his sleeping chamber. He thought back, to the moment he went 'up' a group, that's when his social life shattered, everyone jealous of him, because he was more successful than them, except in weapons, he excelled in everything except weapons training, therefore he was doomed never to become a Ghost.
AN: Chapter one, no action, sadly, but I plan to put action in later, but... well, I'm sorry.
"Nierty, pay attention," Barked the weapons instructor, "You daydream like that and them Zerg'll tear you up, them or the Protoss." "Sorry sir, it won't happen again sir," Hypra swiftly stated. That's what you said last time, I just can't believe that, Hypra, thought the Weapons instructor forgetting Hypra was a telepath.
"Hypra Nierty, please report to the training master immediately" the P.A. barked. "What is it this time," Hypra muttered under his breath. Hypra was short before the Ghost program, now he was tall, and doing better than all the others in his group.
"Nierty," said the training master. "Save your breath," He tells him, "Everyone around here forgets I'm a telepath" "Why we've put up with you is a mystery to me, Nierty," "The Dominion can't afford to lose me, I'm too good," and with that Hypra left the room. "Humph, Egocentric little brat," the training master mumbled after Hypra had left the room, even though he knew Hypra to be right.
"Hey look, it's The Best back from his conversation with the T.M.," said one of the people from Hypra's group, sneeringly. "Heh, best, the only thing he's better than is my toenail clippings, and only just," said one of the others. "Well duh, that's why I said it sarcastically," said the first one. Hypra slipped on unnoticed, and went on to his sleeping chamber. He thought back, to the moment he went 'up' a group, that's when his social life shattered, everyone jealous of him, because he was more successful than them, except in weapons, he excelled in everything except weapons training, therefore he was doomed never to become a Ghost.
AN: Chapter one, no action, sadly, but I plan to put action in later, but... well, I'm sorry.