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As I ran out of rage, I began to gain back the capability to see and hear outside object. Strait off, I notice that something was wrong with the earth. For one thing, the whole land was covered by a bluish glow. The sky was a swirling vortex of colour. But the most obvious sign was the way that the ground was moving (yes, moving), identical to the way the tides move. The only difference was the fact the ground was still as solid as ever. I looked around for Ben, and found him surfing a few centimetres above the ground on his sword, which seemed to have got a lot wider. With him was Raynor, who had managed to get onto a vulture and activate its hovering ability. I levitated myself into the air, and flew towards the two.

"Hey," I asked, "what's going on?"

"Well, you lost control of yourself, then the world went funny." Replied Jim. "Can you stop this?"

"I don't think so." Stated Ben. "If my guess is correct, there was an untapped power on this planet, and all Khaled did was awaken it. Anyway, it seems to be stopping"

Sure enough, Zwingini was re-stabilising, and the sky was clearing back into the familiar starlit night. However, something was different, and I couldn't quite figure out what. However, it was obvious to Ben, who said, "Hey, the stars are completely different! What's up with that?"

"Well," I replied, "either we have travelled through time, or we have been teleported to a new location in space. I'd put my money on the second option"

"Teleporting an entire planet?" asked Jim. "How can that happen?"

"Not sure." I stated. "But I'll check the psionic field for more info. You'd better recharge the LTCS so we can find out where we are. And Ben, I think you should do a head count, and check if everybody's ok."

With this, we all went about our tasks.

A day later, we all met back together at the LTCS.

"Hey Ben, do we have everybody?" asked Raynor.

"Yeah," he replied, "everybody alive except Johnny, who committed suicide just before the event happened. Did you check things yet?"

"I checked the field." I replied. "It seems we are on a mental highway, stretching across the universe. Through it we can take this planet anywhere where there is a stop point"

"Hang on." said Jimmy. "Wouldn't the journey be as rough as the last one? If so I wouldn't want to use it as a transport system"

Not to worry, it will be smoother." I replied. "The path was made b the Xel Naga, and that portion of it just is not very smooth. Is the LTCS recharged? If so, I will superimpose a map of the highway on the LTCS when it is up. Did you get round to fixing it, Jimmy?"

"Yeah, it's done." replied Raynor, "just flick the switch and we'll know where we are."

I braced myself for anything bad, and then flicked the switch. As soon as the machine had worked out the local 50 stars, though, I realised we were in big trouble.

"Hang on," I said, "we seem to be in the middle of Zerg territory."

"Well can we escape?" asked Raynor nervously. "After all, we are on a teleporting planet." Not sure of the answer, I conjured up a mental map of the highway over the screen of the LTCS. When I looked at the location of the points, I answered. "Sorry, but no. The best point connected to this one is in the middle of a well defended base, and teleporting more than once every 4 hours will probably rip the planet apart."

"But what about the path we took to get here?" Asked Ben. "There was no Zerg there."

"We could," I replied, "but the problem is that the highway is a one way travel path"

"How about attacking the base?" chipped in Jimmy. "After all, they won't be expecting it, and I'm pretty good at defensive tactics. Anyway, exactly how can a base be in the middle of space?"

"They are on a space station. " I replied. "But a revenge strike would be a good idea. It would take them by surprise, and will leave Kerrigan confused as to exactly how many Terrans she missed."

"Ok then, it's settled." Said James Raynor. "We shall teleport in and strike quickly, and make it seem like there are more of us than is really true. Hey Khaled, can you crest illusions?"

"Sure I can!" I replied. "I'll create 3 fake soldiers for every real one we have."

With this, we began to plan the moves we'd make in 'Operation Phoenix'

I hope your enjoying this everybody. The last chapter for this fiction (but not for the characters) is coming soon. Take care now!