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Disclaimer: I do not own Starcraft or any of the characters or concepts mentioned in this fanfic. Except for Khaled. And Ben Shizlak. And Kosmor 3 (the planet, not the name). And Nihillium (though the name was created by Ian Irvine). And the battlecruiser ramp.
As we swung aimlessly, the marines set up to shoot us down firing squad style. I prepared to meet my doom, but felt the rope move as if something was rubbing against it. I glanced over at Ben, and caught a glint of metal. He had released a small but sharp knife from his hell, and was using it to cut the rope. The rope snapped just as the marines got the order to fire. I set up a shield around Ben and I, just before the bullets hit. As they bounced harmlessly to the floor, I sent out a mental wave that knocked out all around me (including Ben Shizlak). I then separated the soldiers from their guns, piled the troops up, and set up a reverse- force field around them.
After a day, my brain number wore off. Ben awoke first, rubbed his head, and asked, "Would you stop doing that? It gives me a headache."
"I had no choice." I replied. "If I had tried anything else, I wouldn't have enough energy left to breathe."
"Well, you could have done it sooner. We almost got blasted into oblivion back there"
"Look, the rope was made of a material that nullifies psychic powers. It is distilled to dampen Ghosts. Until I lost contact with the rope, I was helpless"
"Ok, ok. Don't get too pushy. Anyway, our assailants have arisen from their snooze." Sure enough, my prisoners were now awake.
"What do you want with me, eh?" asked the leader.
"Well, I would want the name of your superordinate, but it's pretty obvious that you are a servant of Arcturus Mengsk."
"Excuse me? Who did you say you're accusing me of siding with? I'd never side with that lying #&$!"
"But," I stated uncertainly, the only people ever to attempt resisting his rule were the U.E.D, and they were all destroyed by the queen of Blades." As I mentioned the title of Kerrigan, a flash of pain went across the man's face. Wondering if he was some survivor of the organisation's obliteration, I decided to enter his mind to find out. I told Ben to keep watch, and flew into the world of the stranger's brain.
As I entered the outer reachers of the guy's mind, a flood of emotions welled up to overwhelm me. I ignored them and forced my way to the part of his thoughts that held memories. I started watching through them, and realised that the man (who I now knew to be called James Raynor, also known as Jim) was in the same situation as I was, only with a lot more pain. After seeing several memories, I left his head and returned to my body.
As I regained physical conscienceless, I heard a wail of grief. I looked over at the source, and saw that Jim Raynor was being drowned by a flood of suppressed memories. I waited until he calmed down enough to be reasonable, the walked towards the cage. I absorbed its energy back into me, and started heading towards James. His soldiers spread out to stop me, but I parted them and passed through them. I bent down over Jim Raynor and helped him up.
"Why the sudden change of heart, huh?" he asked me as he got to his feet.
"Your mind is an open book to me," I answered, "and I can find out your intentions just by clicking my fingers. I see that you are in the same boat as us, therefore we are allies."
"Whatever." Replied Jim. "Hey, do you two want to come to our base? The food is good, and there is great protection." I asked Ben what he thought, and he decided that we should go there. After returning the soldier's weapons, we headed of in the direction of their base.
After an hour of marching, we arrived at a large hill. Raynor told us that his stronghold was just over the hill, so Ben and I raced up to the top. When I got to the top, however, I stopped in my tracks. On the other side was a battered base, being bombarded by wave after wave of Zerg troops.