Chapter 7: Another believer
Afterwards in our nice warm barracks, it was great. A night long party for all who survived, and Caleb at the centre of the party as usual, firing up his BBQ. But I was in the corner thinking about the bullet situation, how did I know about the bullet? Anyway a marine came up to me and said
"Hey man why aren't you dancing man?"
"Dunno, guess I'm not up to it."
"Whatever."
After that I slowly dragged myself to bed, and with no one noticing, and started to sleep. I could see myself sitting on a rock watching a young protoss play with his little brother, I knew then that I was dreaming. Then one of the young protoss looked at me and smiled, "Father, come join us in our game." Those words shocked me to the bone, then as I walked towards them the world started to swirl. I was knocked onto my knees, I then could hear screams. I couldn't just kneel there, so I stood up, then I saw Zerglings running towards my 'sons'. I ran in rage, then the unthinkable happened, these blades made out of some sort of energy or plasma shot right out of the top of my wrists and something else started to take control. The Zerglings were no match.
I woke up to the face of Caleb with a shocked face. "What the hell happened, Alex?"
As I rose I could see my bed in slices, with singe marks along the sides. "I have no idea!"
"I heard you scream, so I ran to your bunk room, and there you were, with the bed in pieces."
"I think I know why my bed is in pieces, but I don't believe it."
"Go on…"
I told him everything, from the Dropship crash to the dreams that I had. Lucky that it was only he and I in the room. The look on his face was the face of a confused man.
"I know that its a lot of things to take in Caleb, but it is all true. Please tell this to no one, please. I don't know how other people will react."
"I hope that all of this is a joke, but I believe you. And I will tell no one about this, no one."
After that it was easier to manage, and I had no other dreams after that. But I had a headache in the morning, like a throbbing, and there were also all these thoughts in my head. "All personnel in section 3, please report to the main briefing room."
It just had to happen right then and there, just when I got some sleep.
"Ok people listen up, it seems that the protoss has followed us to Tarsonis. And it seems that they want to destroy the Zerg. Now don't tell me that I'm crazy, this was confidential until the protoss arrived so listen. We plan to attract the Zerg here to kill any of the remaining Confederate forces with the Psi Emitters. So we have to go down there and destroy all of the protoss, or until they retreat so that they don't kill the Zerg. Ok, first section, you get down there through transport 23b and two section, you get down there through transport 45d. Move out!"
Fighting the protoss? This will not be easy, especially when I know that they are not all blow'em up. Anyway I suited up with the Power suit and Gauss Rifle and headed towards the Transports with Caleb.
"Looks like I'll be fending off the Zerglings, eh?"
"Yea, and I will be taking on the Protoss…"I suddenly looked in towards the inside of the dropship while we were going in.
"Oh yea, you were saved by them weren't ya?"
"Yea, it will be hard facing them."
We didn't talk for the rest of the trip, instead Caleb kept on gloating that he could fry 5 more Zerglings than the next guy. Then the predictable happened, another firebat said that he was better, lucky for him that the Sergeant was there and Caleb didn't knock him one.
We touched down on what remained of a space platform and went towards the already made bunkers as ordered in the briefing. Until an officer came up and ordered me to go to the other side of the base, that was going to attack the Protoss soon. So I said 'see ya later' to Caleb while he was lighting his flame, and he said the same back. The base was quite simple, with a command centre, a barracks, 4 supply depots, a factory, and the odd bunker. The only thing was that the Zerg base was right next to ours, it totally freaks the troops.
I met my team, got my orders, which was to attack the protoss outpost, and set off. There was another team of marines that set off earlier, they never came back, nor did they have the chance against Zealots. Zealots were the front line men of the protoss, they had blades that came out of their wrists and all protoss had basic shields. I could see the carcasses of Dragoons, which were severely damaged Zealots put in these 4-legged 'spiders' that shot out plasma balls that fried their enemy. These things were feared most in the marines.
As we approached the base, their photon cannons shot out plasma balls, these are practically dragoons, except that they are fixed to the ground and they are machinery. The guy in front of me was hit and the scream riddled my ears. He was thrown backwards right into me, his arm whacked me right in the head, and I got knocked out. Not the noblest way to die on the battlefield.