Author's Note: This is the last chapter of this story. However, I must confess I shouldn't have left it just this way. It ends, without really anything to say what the rest of the men did after they were done fighting. This epilogue only explains a few of the stories, to fulfill the curiosity of the readers, and to complete this story for me. The major plot though, of the epic struggles between Men, Zerg, and Protoss, are expressed by Brood War. This is, again, only a small portion of the stories of the thousands of faceless infantry that fought to win the battles of the Starcraft Universe.

Disclaimer: In no way do I own Starcraft's characters, I just have the game and love it. Starcraft belongs to Blizzard, not me. Also, this novel is modeled after Stephen Ambrose's Band of Brothers and Mark Bowden's Black Hawk Down to give the reader a vivid sense of combat. Some inspiration from the movie Saving Private Ryan also helped in the writing of this.

Etc: Thanks to EVERYONE who read this story, and also those who were kind enough to drop me a review. Your passion and reviews helped fuel the drive to write this, although it is not that good. I'm pleased that I've even written a story this long and complicated, and I'm surprised I'm even finishing it! Once again, THANKS!

"From this day to the ending of the world, but we in it shall be remember'd..."

Excerpt from the Saint Crispian Day's Speech, Henry V, Shakespeare

Epilogue: Aftermath

Beginning with their drop on the Jormungand Brood's sphere of influence and ending with the final, bloody push against the Overmind, Company Zulu-1, of the 1st Airborne Assault Division, fired almost three hundred thousand "spike" bullets, threw one thousand grenades, killed two thousand, five hundred Zerg, wounded another fifteen thousand, and lost one hundred and twelve men of the one hundred and seventy-eight that served.

The battles that Zulu fought in were by far, two of the most massive the universe had seen. Millions of men, Protoss, and Zerg perished, as a world was swept under a wave of blood and death. Though remembered in the histories of Protoss and Men, in the Terran Military Academies and the Protoss Citadels of War, where they were studied along with ancient battles such as Hastings, Waterloo, and Stalingrad, they also celebrated the unsung heroes of the battles that turned the tide of the epic war.

After the Umojans were evacuated out of Aiur, the men of Zulu-1 separated. Their will to survive bonded them together in battle, but not during peace. Many of the mercs signed with other factions for money, while the diehard Umojans defended their country against the invading United Earth Directorate and Dominion troops. Many were on Aiur to protect a planet, but many others were there for money to feed families.

Lieutenant Adam Jones never forgot the horrors and carnage he saw in the face of war. Nor did he forget the courage that his men and mercs displayed, or the enigmatic agent known as Nacdle. Shortly after the battle, he returned to Umoja as a veteran, as a civilian, and formed a group that promoted a united front against the Zerg, including with the invading UED. Never fully successful, he reenlisted as a Captain of the Umojan Armed Forces and fought in countless battles during the period after the Overmind's Death called the Brood Wars.

Commander Ethan McAllen also never forget how Nacdle and Zulu fought to buy him time to kill Cerebrate Araq. Though he joined with Jones' group promoting unity with their Earthling cousins, duty of homeworld recalled him back to the secretive world of espionage.

Captain Skip Ander of the Storks went on to lead his squadron in defending Umoja from the invading UED. Though his efforts kept Umoja as a neutral protectorate in Brood War, he was never promoted preferring to harass the enemy with his starfighter than command a starship.

These contributions are only memorialized in this story, for Zulu company was only one of the hundreds of the Terran and Protoss companies that fought to preserve the balance of powers of the galaxy. Hundreds of Protoss and Terran companies fought as desperately as Zulu.

But Zulu's men were unique. They were one of the many integrated companies, with the more well-trained, nationalistic young men of Umoja and Mar Sara mixed with the hardy, realistic, and unshaven mercenaries. Their goals and lives were different. But also unique was how they united, into a single unit of men, whose only goal was not to protect, not for money, nor for intelligence; it was to survive. Their basic instinct of survival united them into a coherent band, a band of men. For this, along with all the other men and Protoss that fought together, they are known as a Band of Brothers.