Spawns of War:
Betrayal of Brethren
The Dark Templar and the ghost faced off, staring each other down. This Protoss was all that stood in the ghost's way, and he was not about to let this mission fail. He aimed his gun at the Dark Templar very reluctantly. The Dark Templar were masters of the dark arts of shadow and stealth. Fighting one in a one-on-one scenario was an almost impossible task for a Terran, even for a ghost. But as he was ready to fire, the Dark Templar vanished suddenly.
The ghost lowered his weapon as he tried to remember what he was taught when learning of the Protoss units at the academy. Then he remembered. The Dark Templars can cloak! But it was too late. The Dark Templar reappeared right behind him and had a saber in from of his neck, threatening his life. The ghost then cloaked himself, catching the Dark Templar off guard. With this chance he hit the Dark Templar with the back of his gun, knocking it over.
"I see I have a ghost to deal with." laughed the Dark Templar. "Sincerely, I had no clue you and your friend here were ghosts. It was too easy to kill him. He wasn't even aware I was stalking him until it was too late."
The Dark Templar eyed the vast room with great caution. Then a slight sound was heard near the gate to the prison cell and he disappeared. He then reappeared right in from of the orbs, his sabers readied. He knew the ghost was right in from of him and he waved his pointer finger back and forth, taunting the ghost. Then it leaped forward and thrust its saber in that direction. The ghost then reappeared, revealing that the Dark Templar made a direct and accurate hit to his cloaking device.
"Running out of tricks, ghost?" taunted the Dark Templar.
"Not quite." said the ghost.
The ghost then pulled out a spider-like devise and placed it on the Dark Templar's arm. The 'legs' of the devise clenched the Dark Templar's arm. The Dark Templar attempted to remove it, but to no avail. Seeing his chance, the ghost leap from the Dark Templar and then pushed a button on his suit. The spider mine exploded just as the Dark Templar managed to release its grip. Right before it blew up, however, the Dark Templar threw the spider mine. But he wasn't quick enough. Instead of it exploding on his arm, it exploded two feet in front of his torso.
As the dust cleared the ghost looked anxiously to see what had become of his adversary. And standing there was the Dark Templar, without a scratch.
"My God, you have got to be kidding me!" exclaimed the ghost.
"Well done." spoke the Dark Templar in a more peaceful manner. "What is your name, ghost?"
"My name is Michael." he answered.
"You are truly a worthy adversary, Michael." said the Dark Templar. "I will remember that name. Should we meet again, I will have to challenge you."
"I will be looking forward to it." said Michael. "And your name is?"
"Lidune." responded the Dark Templar. "Farewell Michael, for now..."
Lidune then closed his eyes and fell to the ground.
"Is he dead?" Michael thought.
Then he noticed Lidune was still breathing.
"He will be alright." thought Michael. "Now for that prison cell!"
Michael walked up to the orbs and uttered the code again. This time there were no interruptions and it opened completely. The Terrgoss units made their way out of the prison, regaining their conscience. They went to the aircrafts without delay.
"Ghost 127 reporting." he spoke into a devise on his right arm. "The prisoners have been freed."
"Excellent." uttered a voice from transmitter. "Now label the coordinates for the nuclear missile."
As Michael spoke through the transmitter the aircrafts all took flight. Michael also looked down at Lidune. But now was not the time to think. Now was the time for action. His rematch with Lidune would have to cancel.
Michael then spoke to a second transmitter on his left arm.
"Target coordinates: 127- Korment- Launch missile now!"
"Missile launched." said a robotic voice from the left transmitter. "Nuclear missile will land in approximately five hours."
"This is Ghost 127 reporting." he said again to the right transmitter. "Missile has been launched. Approximate landing will be in five hours and counting. Requesting immediately recall."
"I am sorry but you are no longer of any use to us." said the voice. "You have served your purpose. And remember, you did it for the glory and future of the Terrgoss!"
"What the hell?" exclaimed Michael. "I'm a ghost mercenary! I didn't join the Terrgoss, you hired me! We had a deal!"
"Yes well, I am afraid we have changed our mind. But thanks for the help. Be seeing you!"
"Wait! You listen to me!" shouted Michael.
But it was no use. The transmission on the other side was turned off. Michael was left alone. The only thing to do was wait for the nuclear missile to hit Korment and end his life. But then Michael was filled with intense inspiration.
"So they leaving me here to die?" he said to himself. "Not if I can help it!"
To be continued...
Betrayal of Brethren
The Dark Templar and the ghost faced off, staring each other down. This Protoss was all that stood in the ghost's way, and he was not about to let this mission fail. He aimed his gun at the Dark Templar very reluctantly. The Dark Templar were masters of the dark arts of shadow and stealth. Fighting one in a one-on-one scenario was an almost impossible task for a Terran, even for a ghost. But as he was ready to fire, the Dark Templar vanished suddenly.
The ghost lowered his weapon as he tried to remember what he was taught when learning of the Protoss units at the academy. Then he remembered. The Dark Templars can cloak! But it was too late. The Dark Templar reappeared right behind him and had a saber in from of his neck, threatening his life. The ghost then cloaked himself, catching the Dark Templar off guard. With this chance he hit the Dark Templar with the back of his gun, knocking it over.
"I see I have a ghost to deal with." laughed the Dark Templar. "Sincerely, I had no clue you and your friend here were ghosts. It was too easy to kill him. He wasn't even aware I was stalking him until it was too late."
The Dark Templar eyed the vast room with great caution. Then a slight sound was heard near the gate to the prison cell and he disappeared. He then reappeared right in from of the orbs, his sabers readied. He knew the ghost was right in from of him and he waved his pointer finger back and forth, taunting the ghost. Then it leaped forward and thrust its saber in that direction. The ghost then reappeared, revealing that the Dark Templar made a direct and accurate hit to his cloaking device.
"Running out of tricks, ghost?" taunted the Dark Templar.
"Not quite." said the ghost.
The ghost then pulled out a spider-like devise and placed it on the Dark Templar's arm. The 'legs' of the devise clenched the Dark Templar's arm. The Dark Templar attempted to remove it, but to no avail. Seeing his chance, the ghost leap from the Dark Templar and then pushed a button on his suit. The spider mine exploded just as the Dark Templar managed to release its grip. Right before it blew up, however, the Dark Templar threw the spider mine. But he wasn't quick enough. Instead of it exploding on his arm, it exploded two feet in front of his torso.
As the dust cleared the ghost looked anxiously to see what had become of his adversary. And standing there was the Dark Templar, without a scratch.
"My God, you have got to be kidding me!" exclaimed the ghost.
"Well done." spoke the Dark Templar in a more peaceful manner. "What is your name, ghost?"
"My name is Michael." he answered.
"You are truly a worthy adversary, Michael." said the Dark Templar. "I will remember that name. Should we meet again, I will have to challenge you."
"I will be looking forward to it." said Michael. "And your name is?"
"Lidune." responded the Dark Templar. "Farewell Michael, for now..."
Lidune then closed his eyes and fell to the ground.
"Is he dead?" Michael thought.
Then he noticed Lidune was still breathing.
"He will be alright." thought Michael. "Now for that prison cell!"
Michael walked up to the orbs and uttered the code again. This time there were no interruptions and it opened completely. The Terrgoss units made their way out of the prison, regaining their conscience. They went to the aircrafts without delay.
"Ghost 127 reporting." he spoke into a devise on his right arm. "The prisoners have been freed."
"Excellent." uttered a voice from transmitter. "Now label the coordinates for the nuclear missile."
As Michael spoke through the transmitter the aircrafts all took flight. Michael also looked down at Lidune. But now was not the time to think. Now was the time for action. His rematch with Lidune would have to cancel.
Michael then spoke to a second transmitter on his left arm.
"Target coordinates: 127- Korment- Launch missile now!"
"Missile launched." said a robotic voice from the left transmitter. "Nuclear missile will land in approximately five hours."
"This is Ghost 127 reporting." he said again to the right transmitter. "Missile has been launched. Approximate landing will be in five hours and counting. Requesting immediately recall."
"I am sorry but you are no longer of any use to us." said the voice. "You have served your purpose. And remember, you did it for the glory and future of the Terrgoss!"
"What the hell?" exclaimed Michael. "I'm a ghost mercenary! I didn't join the Terrgoss, you hired me! We had a deal!"
"Yes well, I am afraid we have changed our mind. But thanks for the help. Be seeing you!"
"Wait! You listen to me!" shouted Michael.
But it was no use. The transmission on the other side was turned off. Michael was left alone. The only thing to do was wait for the nuclear missile to hit Korment and end his life. But then Michael was filled with intense inspiration.
"So they leaving me here to die?" he said to himself. "Not if I can help it!"
To be continued...