Disclaimer: I do not own the characters or the rights to SoA, SoAL, or Starcraft. I own the plot and any new characters or ships.
This story takes place in an alternate version of SoA, but continues the story of Starcraft
This is my first fic, so don't flame me. Please R&R so I know how I did!
---Prologue---
At the edge of the Koprulu Sector (Starcraft universe)...
The ragged Terran fleet slowly fled from the area. Neither Raynor nor Zeratul had the power to challenge Kerrigan. They had decided to leave and look for a new home for the remnants of humanity. Artanis and the Protoss fleet were also fleeing, but their whereabouts were unknown. The small group consisted of the Battlecruisers Hyperion and Norad IV, 5 Dropships, 30 Valkyries, and 45 Wraiths. Zeratul had also brought the Arbiter Danimoth, 5 Shuttles, and 12 Scouts. They hoped to find a new world where they could rebuild their cultures, free of the evil Zerg. Zeratul was concerned about the mysterious Duran, who appeared to be following them in his unique ship, the Prophecy.
The Danimoth opened a warp portal, and the last Terrans left their home forever.
On board the Prophecy...
Duran saw the fleet jump through the portal. His sensors reported that they had unknowingly set course for his world of Arcadia. He brought the cloaked Prophecy through the portal. He did not bother to open fire on any ships.
He knew that his master, Galcian, would be able to rip them to pieces once Duran delivered the advanced technology of the Xel'Naga into his hands.