A.N. This is my first fanfiction, so it might suck…

Disclaimer: I do not own anything created by Blizzard, only my own characters


Chapter 1: The Evacuation of Mar Sara

Sector T-63, on the planet Mar Sara

Time: 0600, First Lt.'s watch

"Damn it!" swore First Lt. Stan Clark as he fired at the alien Zerg. The base he was stationed at was supposed to be evacuated thirty minutes ago. Even as he checked his radar, there was no small sound of a blip, blip that indicated the dropships. A Hydralisk jumped in front of him and was about to fill him with needles until Arclite fire thundered behind him and obliterated the thing. His Gauss assault rifle rattled off another couple hundred rounds before the horde of Zerglings and Hydralisks were pushed back by the defenses. Goliaths were stomping out of the Factory, using their Hellfire missiles to blow Mutalisks into pieces. A few Spider Mines popped out of the ground and blew themselves up right in front of a Ultralisk, killing the animal instantly. Hmmmm… so far the base is being well defended, but if those dropships don't arrive soon... Clark thought.

A few Ghosts carrying specially modified C-10 canister rifles with grenades on top disappeared behind him and slowly crept forward, intent on not being seen. They snuck into the middle of the group of Zerg, and before the Zerg knew what hit them, blew a big hole into their army. Several Wraiths quickly disposed of all the Overlords and cloaked, disappearing into thin air. The armies of Zerg were being pushed back by sheer force of all the Marines, Ghosts, Firebats, and Siege-mode Siege Tanks. Dropships soon arrived with Battlecruisers, 15 strong in all. Slides hissed down as the soldiers quickly ran into the Dropships.

"Hurry up, people. We haven't got all day," a pilot yelled over the engines.

A Marine said as he backed toward a ship, "Here's something to remember me by," and shot two Zerglings in their guts.

"Good to see you guys… finally." Clark whispered the last word as they ascended toward space.

"No biggie," replied the pilot, unaware of the sarcasm in Clark's voice. "But we're behind the others. They already disappeared into warp-space. They told me to go to Sector G-56 for a temporary base at Jianthor. Buckle up."

The men's and women's worries were far from over, though. Mutalisks still arrived at every second, and Scourges were still patrolling the air, looking for their first and last victims. ATA Laser Batteries from the Battlecruisers were sufficient enough to destroy the Scourges, while Gemini Missiles shot of what looked like regular, plain air with just a tiny blur. However, the Terrans were not fast enough. A Dropship and a Wraith were destroyed and another Dropship badly damaged, with two engines gone. In addition, several Queens found them and spit on the ships using their Parasite ability, causing them to slow down.

The dropships and their escorts finally disappeared just when the Protoss ships materialized, opening their Planetary Bombardment hatches, aiming at mutating Hatcheries and Spore Colonies, and sending hell to all the Zerg that lived below.

Bob was one of the Marines left back on the planet. He desperately tried to force the Zerglings to back off, but his Gauss was seemingly doing no damage. He quickly threw two frag grenades at them, only to find that he was too close. The grenade blew up, sending bits and pieces of shrapnel and Zerg flesh toward him. Oh shit, I'm gonna die! He thought. The pieces of flak pierced his body armor but merely injured him. He was not disappointed, however, because thirty seconds later blue green orbs slammed into the ground nearby him, blew a massive hole in the ground, and incinerating him immediately.

All life forms were extinguished after the Protoss finished.


My first chapter of my first fanfiction. I didn't think it was too bad, considering it was my first. R&R plzzz… no big FLAMES plz