Warcraft: Arrival from the Stars

Disclaimer: Warcraft by Blizzard Entertainment, Civilization by Sid Meier's, Firaxis games and 2k

How will the People of Azeroth Deal with an entirely new branch of Humanity, one with advanced technology that rivals anything seen by both the Alliance and the Horde.

Author's Note: This Chapter mainly consists of Character expansion, also this may constitute as blatant self-advertising, but if you like this story or like how i screw around with Warcraft, then you just might like one or two of my stories...

My first fanfiction story called 'Descent of the Golden Age' Story deals with what if the Human's used gunpowder in the second war and were so impressed by the damage that they caused that they began to use gun's more and more until they are essentially 'Redcoats', and during the Third War, demons are all like 'holy shit these humans have guns they damage us we will need more men to take them down', and thus it takes three months longer for the Demons to take out Azeroth, which gives both the Alliance and Horde members who are on Kalimdor an extra 3 months to fortify and build as well as kill each other... it also means that both groups will gain the hatred of the Night Elves because you know... they cut down their trees and stuff.

My other fanfiction story is called 'A Medieval Warrior Cometh' which is a crackfic that will be several chapters long and is rated M, deals with a what if a 16 year old orphan war veteran of the hundred year's war between France and England is transported to Azeroth... you definitely know that shit will go down because A: Life and attitudes of people were very different back in the medieval days compared to what everyone thinks they were, every one think's that knights were honorable and all that when the reality is that most knights were little better than thugs and rapists who had a 'chivalrous' code that only applied to those of the nobility, so don't expect to see some nice teenage kid and all that... B: this Teenager will have more things in common with the Horde than with the alliance... and it will be interesting seeing how he interact's with his fellow Humans and C: Said teenager is a horny bastard with a crude tongue... What is not to like?

You can find these stories by going on my account and scrolling down my stories list, or you can find them by the searching through the Warcraft sections (Note: A Medieval Warrior Cometh is rated M, so be sure to select the M filter if you want to see it).


Chapter 6a: Bedridden with both hand's tied

-Four Hours Before Combat Rover Diplomacy-

If there was one way for Kaja to have woken up, she was not expecting to have woken up with her hand's tied behind her back and her leg bound in what seemed to have been a make-shift splint... a well made make-shift splint at that...

Furthermore, what she did not expect was to see what seemed to be a rather dashing figure of a man who was a purplish blue and had ears... and brows that rivaled anything on Earth... then Kaja realized that it was the Man who saved her from being killed by the large green figures... but what Kaja was most afraid of was of being raped... there were not many other explanations for having her hand's tied behind her back... unless Kaja was over thinking herself, because he could have also had an entirely honest reason to tie her hands behind her back, perhaps she was just as alien to him as he was to her.

Kaja then saw as the figure spoke, and she recognized the language almost immediately... the way the words swung around in her ears with the very germanic sound but also with the influence of other languages, why it could only mean that the Alien knew how to speak English... if that was possible, how could the aliens have learned english unless another civilisation had gotten there first... but that was not the only problem for Kaja, because she knew next to no English other than how to count up to 10 or to say hello... hell everyone across the globe knew how to say hello, the very word was a corruption of the Scandinavian and high german word Hallo or hola and only became famous because people on telephones needed a proper greeting, so they said Hello or a variant of it... not that linguistic's were Kaja's specialty in any way, although she was very interested in learning how word's can influence a peoples and a culture, but Kaja was a Geologist with a dabbling in horticulture, the science of plant cultivation, and seeing as the two went hand in hand, seeing as knowing the location's of stable land and good soil allow's for good plants... it also meant that Kaja was a good choice for the Seed Program, because being a versatile member with knowledge on multiple subjects was far better than having a person solely focused on one aspect but limited in another.

The being just looked at her as though she were a nuisance when she couldn't understand what he said, which was not all that bad, she was used to that whole 'your a nuisance' look during her younger years when she got dirty playing in the muddy fields with the other children, oh she did not please her parents at that particular instance, but she had good grades and an able mind, so her parents couldn't complain too much, she was also never trashy as a teenager and she would rather read books than do the average teenage thing, she thought it was weird that all the other girls her age did nothing but seek the attention of other boy's... not to mention that Kaja was always self-conscious of her looks and afraid of judgement which did little to help with her shy nature.

Kaja then saw as the being grabbed up several of her objects and pointed to them, as though he were expecting her to explain what they were, Kaja could play that game, so when the Figure pointed to her camera, she gave her reply.

"Kamera"

The being then grabbed the object before replying back to her in her tongue... well it couldn't really be called her Tongue seeing as the word Camera was quite universal, beside's the odd letters here and there, saying Camera sounded like someone saying Camera, a person in Japan called a Camera a Camera... as she had said before, the word was quite universal.

"Kamera"

It was quite obvious that the tall purple man did not know anything about any of her gear, and she had no compunctions about showing her how her equipment worked, but her hand's were tied and she could not speak English, so to put it bluntly... 'her hands were tied', literally and figuratively, and at that inward joke Kaja giggled to herself.

The being, as if he could read her mind, reached out with his hand's and untied the knotted rope until it slid off and fell to the ground with a light thud.

Kaja quickly massaged her sore wrists, and then she suddenly became self-conscious when she saw that the alien was looking at her in an odd way... as though he were grinning at her, Kaja blushed slightly and really wished that she could turn invisible under his gaze... she really was not used to interacting with other people socially, the only things that she could socialise with where either rocks or plants, because they were quiet and generally quite pleasant, some plants even smelled pleasant, the only thing she hated were weed's... Kaja really hated weed's, they ruined her garden and they took hours upon hours to clear up.

Kaja quickly threw away her shyness and quickly grasped for the camera that were in the man's hands... and then she felt the tips of his fingers when she tried to pull the camera away from him, and the touch of warm and calloused skin really caught her off guard... she quickly pulled the camera away and attempted to hide her face from the onslaught of his alien eyes, but to no avail, because he was very curious.

Kaja decided a moment later to show him how a camera worked.


Chapter 6b: Watching Oddities

-Two Hours Before Combat Rover Diplomacy-

Suzanne Fielding could not believe her luck... what astounding luck she had, because the Seed Ship had picked up several encrypted frequencies which with the right know how and 'team-members' aboard her vessel, she was able to decrypt the transmissions... what she received was a feed from a Slavic Federation TacJet, and though it was a hazy sight with the Infrared sensors and what not, one image was astoundingly clear, it seemed that Humanity was not the only form of life, but the Alien's it seemed where also not exactly wielding laser-gun's, and rather where in zeppelin like contraptions, and they did not have the same tech from old Earth Sci-fi vid's, now that information could be good news in itself, if they were technologically inferior, then the ARC could turn a profit by introducing 'new' technologies a bit at a time for a profit, and if the natives where not too keen on being nice, than Suzanne was confident that her marines could crush them, or her hired defense contractors could also do the same job, as well as doing the sort of actions that many others frowned upon.


Chapter 6c: Internment

-One Hour and Two minutes After Combat Rover Diplomacy-

Strelkov Antonovich couldn't help but be surprised at the view in front of him, lines of handcuffed alien men as well as a few women were lead forward towards several soldiers armed with a bottle of 'anti-teargas spray' as Strelkov liked to call it, even though it was literally a bottle filled with water and a few other chemicals which binds with the CS3 gas chemicals and causes it to fall off the body or whatever the scientific term for that was called.

Strelkov couldn't help but feel relieved that Kozlov had not ordered for the deaths of the Aliens, Strelkov may have been a soldier, but he was also a human being with feelings and emotions, and seeing that his leader had prompted as much as he could towards peaceful actions, even though the whole thing went wrong, really filled Strelkov with national pride.

However, he was also slightly alarmed when the soldiers began shouting for all the Alien's to bow their heads down to the ground and place both arms on the shoulders in front of them on their neighboring alien friend or whatever, and Strelkov knew that it was done to both intimidate the Alien's as well as to make them less threatening with both of their hands covered, and if a prisoner raised their hands to attempt any violent action, then a nearby soldier could put a bean bag round center mass into the alien and stop them, or at least that was what Strelkov thought would happen given his past experience in Bulgaria detaining rebel cells in the area.

Strelkov decided to spark up a conversation with his neighbor.

"Isn't taking people into internment in violation of Article 9"

His neighbor thought on that question for a moment before speaking back to Strelkov.

"Wait, you mean Article 9 of the Declaration of Human rights... right?... well i don't really think that applies to armed belligerents, even if it was, i don't really think that UN Law goes for Aliens, technically speaking... that also technically means that General Kozlov could have dropped napalm on the aliens and that would have been completely legal... it would be a pain in the ass to tell that to the people though, they grow up expecting nice soldiers and nice people, they don't expect their nice soldiers to set their opponents on fire or to shoot their opponents children or whatever"

Strelkov came to the realisation that there were no laws that could cover the Alien's, it also made Strelkov afraid for the safety of the aliens, sure they may have been big brutes, but even they should have protection from chemical warfare or nerve gasses and a whole plethora of other horrible weapons that humanity had invented, it was a horrible situation that Strelkov hoped would be resolved.

"That's horrible" blurted out Strelkov

"Indeed, but lets hope that they don't deserve it, they rushed us even though Kozlov attempted to be all peaceful, their big brutes, and if they have something against us, well i think that we are entitled to defend ourselves, if we have to use missiles and clusterbombs and chemical warfare to defend the colony, then so be it... that's my opinion at least"

Strelkov could partially agree with his neighbors statement.

"Wait... you were with Kozlov when the thing happened?"

His neighbor shrugged his shoulders before replying back.

"Yeah, it wasn't really like what people would have thought it would go down, see i thought that if we showed up, they would be intimidated and back away, instead they rush us, i stood up over the roof with my Streltsy in my hands and a gas-mask over my face, and i thought that the display would stop the bastards in their tracks, instead they rush us again, so i shoot into the ground... they had no goddamned armour and they ran towards us, if they were human they would have stopped because everyone knows what a gun will do to you, but it seemed the aliens didn't so we had to shoot at them, and with the gas mask slightly obscuring my vision, i was not sure if i could properly get a few in the legs or whatever, so i had to shoot them centremass, i would not want to waste my ammo when we only have so much, you know what i mean?"

"Yeah, i would have done the same thing in your shoes" replied Strelkov

"Right, well after several seconds, they ran off to pick up one of the other aliens, i think it was the leader of the whole thing, then they rushed off, at that moment Kozlov ordered us to change weapons to shotguns with baton rounds or tazers and other non-lethal weapons types... it was like Kozlov had the entire thing planned out in his head"

Strelkov was quite happy to work for a man like Kozlov.

A few moments later after all the belligerent aliens were properly sprayed off and no longer affected by the CS3 Tear Gas, they were then lead into several different Convoy trucks, where they were each sat down, a moment after that all the soldiers as well as Strelkov placed small black bags made of cloth around the heads of the prisoners, the reason why was two fold, it would intimidate the belligerents, as well as stop them from observing the insides of their military vessels, this was to ensure that they would not find weaknesses that they could potentially exploit in the future, as well as limit the effectiveness of any potential outbreaks seeing as they would be visually impaired and practically blind.

To Strelkov, it was not exactly right in his opinion, but he understood why it had to happen, it would also stop potential uprisings, and being confined in the back of a Convoy Truck alongside his neighboring soldier whilst overseeing the room fall of large alien prisoners, Strelkov was happy that those black bags may be the only thing that could stop him from being stomped on by a horde of angry aliens, that and his pistol, he may have had a shotgun full of baton rounds, but he was not sure if that would be enough to stop them in their tracks, but his pistol was full of .50AE rounds that are more than capable of stopping a bear and Strelkov had no doubts that one of those rounds would stop the aliens in their tracks.

It took about four minutes to bag and secure the population of roughly one hundred and eighty belligerents inside of the three Convoy Trucks where the Injured where placed inside the third Convoy Truck and the rest in the other two, and Strelkov guessed that it would take roughly 30 minutes to return back to Khrabrost Station, that would mean thirty to forty minutes at full speed, trapped with a large population of aliens which meant that Strelkov was at his highest in regards to focusing on watching what every prisoner was doing.

"So what is your name?" spoke Strelkov's neighbor

"Private Strelkov Antonovich, Colonial Trooper, i did a tour in Bulgaria and two in the Middle east as an SF Marine before i joined the Colonial Troop, no prior special forces training, i am just a grunt"

"Same as me then, i am Private Berezhnoy Ivanovich, Colonial trooper, did two tours in South East Asia, one was in Vietnam and the other in Thailand, those places are the only places on earth with jungle left and it they were very beautiful, i was assisting the Pan-Asian Cooperative capture drug runners and slavers and the likes, damn difficult that was, they were not so much armed, but they knew the terrain and could escape us 85% of the time, but when we caught them... lets just say that once you see one 3 ton fuel-air Thermabaric explosion, you get hooked to the view for life, it was like looking at the fireworks that Satan cooks up in his back-yard... it is some scary shit, flattened the area for two hundred meters and it tingled with my lungs even when i was half a kilometer away, the air rushed in and it made a whoof sound... Fucking awesome"

Strelkov held out his hand to shake the hand of Berezhnoy, and Berezhnoy returned the gesture as both shook hands... it would usher in a new friendship between soldiers.

"Two brothers in arms in a truck full of aliens... what a life huh!" spoke Berezhnoy in a friendly and slightly sarcastic manner.

"Agreed, what a life we live... Aliens, who would have guessed!" replied Strelkov.

"We will have to order a drink and exchange stories sometime then" spoke Berezhnoy.

"Agreed, we will have to order several, and perhaps we could convince the General for a drink as well"

Berezhnoy laughed at that suggestion before replying.

"Yeah, the General could use a drink after today, you know what he likes besides his daily coffee?"

"Just get him a vodka, that's the standard drink in my opinion, and one for that human alien in the plate armour, i am sure that both would enjoy the gesture"


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