Disclaimer: I do not own the characters or the rights to SoA, SoAL, or Starcraft; Sega and overworks do. 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!
---Chapter 1---
In northern Valua...
Tom Kazansky led 2 other Wraith fighters on a scouting mission. The fleet had finally come across a habitable world after 2 months of searching. The 3 Wraiths had been sent down to see if there was any empty space. Kazansky was seeing plenty of it, but all desolate and crater-filled. Plus, the area was under a constant layer of black clouds, which blocked off almost all of the sun's light.
Suddenly, the Monoceros and 2 Valuan gunboats appeared from the south. Kazansky decloaked and attempted to contact them.
"Unidentified ships, please respond. This is Tom Kazansky of the Terran Expeditionary Force. Respond now or be fired upon," he said into his communications mic.
The ships made no response other than to swivel their cannon turrets at the Wraiths flying straight at them. As soon as the fighters were in range, the powerful flagship and its two escorts opened fire. The second Wraith was instantly destroyed and the third got its engines knocked out and spiraled to the ground below. Kazansky's fighter survived with damage to the engine, but it would not be able to recloak until his reactor fully recharged, a period of about ten minutes.
Kazansky fired 2 Gemini ATA missiles at one of the gunboats, but the ship easily saw it coming from long range and maneuvered out of the way. The Monoceros fired another salvo at the accelerating fighter, but Kazansky was not caught by surprise and dodged the cannonballs. He fired his lasers at the flagship, but they did nothing against the heavy armor. The gunboats fired torpedoes into the air, then came forward and engaged the Wraith with their subcannons. The fighter was undamaged by the small caliber weapons. Kazansky saw the torpedoes coming down and dived towards the Monoceros, with the torpedoes coming after him. At the last second, the nimble fighter dodged, and the slower turning torpedoes crashed into the Monoceros's side. Kazansky had to make a quick turn to avoid ramming one of the gunboats, but was unable to dodge around from the ship's cannons, which knocked off a wing, rendering the Wraith almost unable to turn or move. Kazansky watched, helpless, as Ramirez's flagship came about, planning to ram him with the battleship's large frontal spike. Then he saw, out of the corner of his eye, a small indicator light suddenly changed from red to green. The ace pilot smiled. There was a way to escape this.
Ramirez watched from the bridge of his ship as it charged Kazansky's wounded fighter. There was no way to escape, even if the Wraith had full maneuvering capabilities. One more insolent foe who opposed his Lord Galcian would be blotted from the universe.
Then the Wraith disappeared.
"What?" Ramirez exclaimed. "Fire all cannons in that area and try to find him!" the Silvite ordered. Cannon rounds sailed through the air, but all sailed through the air undisturbed. "Where in the Moons did he go?"
"I don't know, sir," the Vice Captain humbly replied.
Above the huge battleship, Kazansky smiled as he turned around and set a course back to the Hyperion and safety. Jim Raynor would be very interested in this new threat.
Author's note: I assumed that Ramirez would eventually get promoted to Admiral and command the Monoceros, even without the plot to secure the Moon Crystals.