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The Hybrids' New Toy
With the new drop ships loaded, it seemed that everything was ready to go. The Tassadar was arriving at its destination. While everything outside looked calm and ready, inside, all of the people, except for the Dark Templar and Brett, were scared.
"S...sir, may I ask a few questions?" asked one of the few Marines, clearly nervous.
"Sure, kid. Go right ahead and ask. Oh, and what's you name?" said Brett
"John, sir. I just wanted to know: What exactly makes you think that these dropships are the right ones for the job?" asked John
"Well, aside from the fact that they are much faster then your average tin can, they also have shields and personal cloaking. It's the closest thing to perfection that you can get with this mission." explained Brett
"But sir, wouldn't they have detectors around?" asked John
"Yes, of course. But they can't detect this sucker." said Brett
"Mind if I ask why, sir?" asked John
"The cloaking device on this thing was designed by Magellion. He actually found a way to use the cloaking energies of the Dark Templar and have a craft use it. Well, to be more precise, we installed a dying Dark Templar into this. With his approval, of course." explained Brett.
"So, we're basically inside a flying dragoon?" asked John
"Yep." stated Brett
"Sir, we've reached the planet. But, there is a problem." said Artanis over the intercom.
"What's up?" said Brett
"It appears that a zerg hive has made its way down to the surface. Shall we destroy it?" asked Artanis.
"No I'll take care of it myself." said Brett as he opened the back hatchway and exposed the inside of the cargo area to the moon's atmosphere.
"Um, sir? Don't you need a parachute?" asked John
"Don't worry. I've done this before." said Brett before he jumped out of the dropship.
"Is that guy nuts or something?" screamed John
"Young terran, if I were you, I would let him be. He knows what he's doing." said one of the Dark Templars
Brett was falling through the sky and the Zerg hive was getting gradually bigger by the second. As soon as he hit the ground, the impact created a crater that was 100 ft wide. However, judging from the blood coming out of the ground, Brett would have to say that there must have been some Zerg underground where he landed.
"Ouch, that must have hurt." commented Brett as all the zerg in the base investigated what had happened
"Well at least you're not the Overmind's Zerg." said Brett as he brought out his two swords and started running toward the oncoming Zerg.
About an hour later, all of the people were waiting at the coordinates for Brett to return.
"Are you sure he can do that?" asked John
"Don't worry. He's done this before." groaned one of the Ghosts
Five minutes later, Brett joined the group.
"Sorry I'm late. The base had a really tough Ultralisk." apologized Brett
"Do not worry Brett, all our forces are in position and awaiting your orders. Also, we brought along your rifle and armor." said Zeratul
"You know, not to sound ungreatful or anything, but I'm surprised that you wanted to come along." commented Brett as he disappeared behind a tree.
"A different conversation for a different time Brett, Come now, I believe the marines' trigger finger is getting itchy." said Zeratul
"Alright, alright. I just finished putting on my armor and already you're whining. Ok, I'm ready. Let's go." said Brett
"Sir, mind if I ask why you have those holes in your suit?" asked the only female ghost
There were several slits on his forearms that the other men did not possess.
"Let me put it this way. If you're an enemy, you don't want to find out." said Brett
The group picked up and jogged to the coordinates that they were supposed to go to.
"Alright. Open fire." ordered Brett into a communications radio
After he said it, four yellow orange orbs appeared in the sky and arced upward, before quickly moving down. When they hit the ground, they made an explosion that would have rivaled a small nuke.
"Targets destroyed. Bombing commencing." said Artanis
"Alright boys and girls, let's move out." said Brett
The strike team moved through the city, as silent and stealthy as the wind over an open field. The nine Ghosts and three Dark Templars, along with Brett, moved through the city as it burned to the ground around them. All around, Hybrids were trying to put out the fires that the bombers made, yelling in anger at the sight of their burning base. The team moved through the city and found what they were looking for: The entrance to the facility.
"Alright. Finally, we're here." said Brett as he activated the small hand held beacon he had brought, "Ok. Everyone inside."
Everyone rushed inside after Brett activated the beacon. Shortly after the last man entered the doorway, a huge explosion closed it, rocks covering the entrance completely.
"Alright, everyone. Ten minute break." said Brett, as everyone sat down.
"This is too easy." commented one of the Dark Templars
"Don't worry about it. I'm just thankful that Duran failed with his little experiment." said Brett
"What do you mean, he failed? They're still here, aren't they?" asked the female ghost.
"Well, Duran was going for the perfect creature, both in power and intelligence. He got the power he wanted, but the things have the brains of a drone." said Brett
"Are you forgetting something?" asked Zeratul
"Oh yeah, that's right. There is, however, a mutation among them. That one is their leader. It's also the one who brought down the Dominion." said Brett
"Brett, explanations later. We must go now." said Zeratul
"Already? Man, I'm still tired." whined one of the Ghosts
"Don't worry. We may have 100 miles to go, but thankfully, it's all downhill." said Brett
The group started to move down the corridor until they came upon what looked like an elevator.
"How far down do you think this thing can go?" asked Zeratul
"Here. Let me take a look." said Brett as he pulled out a device and pointed it downward.
A red light went out of the device and down underground. After a few seconds, red numbers appeared on the side of the device.
"Alright. This thing will take us 900 feet. That's all the way down." said Brett, "But the bad news is that this is no elevator. Well, it doesn't have the elevator box car."
"Then, how are we going to get down?" asked Zeratul
"Well, a hybrid would survive the fall. Even I would. But a Protoss or a human wouldn't stand a chance, so that means that everyone will have to climb down. Don't worry. I'll jump ahead." said Brett before he jumped down the shaft.
The Ghosts and the Dark Templars started to unpack their climbing gear and started making the long trek downward. When they finally finished, they entered a massive room. There were about a dozen hybrid bodies either cut in half, or had a nice size hole in their mutilated chests.
"Sir, shall we plant the explosives?" asked the lead Ghost
"That won't be necessary. We're taking it with us. Set a transponder to it and get ready to leave." ordered Brett
"Yes, sir." said all of the Ghosts
"What? Why are we sparing the abominations' machine?" questioned Zeratul
"Don't you see what it is?" asked Brett
"No." stated Zeratul
"I'll explain later. Right now, we have to get the hell out of here." said Brett
"Mind if I ask why, sir?" asked the female Ghost
"Because there are Zerg on the way down." said Brett
Before anyone could say something else, they were all transported out of the room and into the safety of the Tassadar's belly.
"Finally, we're out of that hell hole." commented one of the Ghosts
"Is everything ready?" asked Brett
"Yes, sir. The Arbiter is ready to act on your command and the Triton is ready for launch." said a man over the radio.
"Good, evacuate all of our forces and execute the rest of the plan." said Brett
The Tassadar shook from launching the Triton, which had been enveloped in the same fold in space that Brett and the crew were in just minutes earlier.
The Hybrids' New Toy
With the new drop ships loaded, it seemed that everything was ready to go. The Tassadar was arriving at its destination. While everything outside looked calm and ready, inside, all of the people, except for the Dark Templar and Brett, were scared.
"S...sir, may I ask a few questions?" asked one of the few Marines, clearly nervous.
"Sure, kid. Go right ahead and ask. Oh, and what's you name?" said Brett
"John, sir. I just wanted to know: What exactly makes you think that these dropships are the right ones for the job?" asked John
"Well, aside from the fact that they are much faster then your average tin can, they also have shields and personal cloaking. It's the closest thing to perfection that you can get with this mission." explained Brett
"But sir, wouldn't they have detectors around?" asked John
"Yes, of course. But they can't detect this sucker." said Brett
"Mind if I ask why, sir?" asked John
"The cloaking device on this thing was designed by Magellion. He actually found a way to use the cloaking energies of the Dark Templar and have a craft use it. Well, to be more precise, we installed a dying Dark Templar into this. With his approval, of course." explained Brett.
"So, we're basically inside a flying dragoon?" asked John
"Yep." stated Brett
"Sir, we've reached the planet. But, there is a problem." said Artanis over the intercom.
"What's up?" said Brett
"It appears that a zerg hive has made its way down to the surface. Shall we destroy it?" asked Artanis.
"No I'll take care of it myself." said Brett as he opened the back hatchway and exposed the inside of the cargo area to the moon's atmosphere.
"Um, sir? Don't you need a parachute?" asked John
"Don't worry. I've done this before." said Brett before he jumped out of the dropship.
"Is that guy nuts or something?" screamed John
"Young terran, if I were you, I would let him be. He knows what he's doing." said one of the Dark Templars
Brett was falling through the sky and the Zerg hive was getting gradually bigger by the second. As soon as he hit the ground, the impact created a crater that was 100 ft wide. However, judging from the blood coming out of the ground, Brett would have to say that there must have been some Zerg underground where he landed.
"Ouch, that must have hurt." commented Brett as all the zerg in the base investigated what had happened
"Well at least you're not the Overmind's Zerg." said Brett as he brought out his two swords and started running toward the oncoming Zerg.
About an hour later, all of the people were waiting at the coordinates for Brett to return.
"Are you sure he can do that?" asked John
"Don't worry. He's done this before." groaned one of the Ghosts
Five minutes later, Brett joined the group.
"Sorry I'm late. The base had a really tough Ultralisk." apologized Brett
"Do not worry Brett, all our forces are in position and awaiting your orders. Also, we brought along your rifle and armor." said Zeratul
"You know, not to sound ungreatful or anything, but I'm surprised that you wanted to come along." commented Brett as he disappeared behind a tree.
"A different conversation for a different time Brett, Come now, I believe the marines' trigger finger is getting itchy." said Zeratul
"Alright, alright. I just finished putting on my armor and already you're whining. Ok, I'm ready. Let's go." said Brett
"Sir, mind if I ask why you have those holes in your suit?" asked the only female ghost
There were several slits on his forearms that the other men did not possess.
"Let me put it this way. If you're an enemy, you don't want to find out." said Brett
The group picked up and jogged to the coordinates that they were supposed to go to.
"Alright. Open fire." ordered Brett into a communications radio
After he said it, four yellow orange orbs appeared in the sky and arced upward, before quickly moving down. When they hit the ground, they made an explosion that would have rivaled a small nuke.
"Targets destroyed. Bombing commencing." said Artanis
"Alright boys and girls, let's move out." said Brett
The strike team moved through the city, as silent and stealthy as the wind over an open field. The nine Ghosts and three Dark Templars, along with Brett, moved through the city as it burned to the ground around them. All around, Hybrids were trying to put out the fires that the bombers made, yelling in anger at the sight of their burning base. The team moved through the city and found what they were looking for: The entrance to the facility.
"Alright. Finally, we're here." said Brett as he activated the small hand held beacon he had brought, "Ok. Everyone inside."
Everyone rushed inside after Brett activated the beacon. Shortly after the last man entered the doorway, a huge explosion closed it, rocks covering the entrance completely.
"Alright, everyone. Ten minute break." said Brett, as everyone sat down.
"This is too easy." commented one of the Dark Templars
"Don't worry about it. I'm just thankful that Duran failed with his little experiment." said Brett
"What do you mean, he failed? They're still here, aren't they?" asked the female ghost.
"Well, Duran was going for the perfect creature, both in power and intelligence. He got the power he wanted, but the things have the brains of a drone." said Brett
"Are you forgetting something?" asked Zeratul
"Oh yeah, that's right. There is, however, a mutation among them. That one is their leader. It's also the one who brought down the Dominion." said Brett
"Brett, explanations later. We must go now." said Zeratul
"Already? Man, I'm still tired." whined one of the Ghosts
"Don't worry. We may have 100 miles to go, but thankfully, it's all downhill." said Brett
The group started to move down the corridor until they came upon what looked like an elevator.
"How far down do you think this thing can go?" asked Zeratul
"Here. Let me take a look." said Brett as he pulled out a device and pointed it downward.
A red light went out of the device and down underground. After a few seconds, red numbers appeared on the side of the device.
"Alright. This thing will take us 900 feet. That's all the way down." said Brett, "But the bad news is that this is no elevator. Well, it doesn't have the elevator box car."
"Then, how are we going to get down?" asked Zeratul
"Well, a hybrid would survive the fall. Even I would. But a Protoss or a human wouldn't stand a chance, so that means that everyone will have to climb down. Don't worry. I'll jump ahead." said Brett before he jumped down the shaft.
The Ghosts and the Dark Templars started to unpack their climbing gear and started making the long trek downward. When they finally finished, they entered a massive room. There were about a dozen hybrid bodies either cut in half, or had a nice size hole in their mutilated chests.
"Sir, shall we plant the explosives?" asked the lead Ghost
"That won't be necessary. We're taking it with us. Set a transponder to it and get ready to leave." ordered Brett
"Yes, sir." said all of the Ghosts
"What? Why are we sparing the abominations' machine?" questioned Zeratul
"Don't you see what it is?" asked Brett
"No." stated Zeratul
"I'll explain later. Right now, we have to get the hell out of here." said Brett
"Mind if I ask why, sir?" asked the female Ghost
"Because there are Zerg on the way down." said Brett
Before anyone could say something else, they were all transported out of the room and into the safety of the Tassadar's belly.
"Finally, we're out of that hell hole." commented one of the Ghosts
"Is everything ready?" asked Brett
"Yes, sir. The Arbiter is ready to act on your command and the Triton is ready for launch." said a man over the radio.
"Good, evacuate all of our forces and execute the rest of the plan." said Brett
The Tassadar shook from launching the Triton, which had been enveloped in the same fold in space that Brett and the crew were in just minutes earlier.