Chapter 8: Known…

"…"

"…Wake up…"

"…Please Wake up…"

"..Wake up Alex.."

I wondered if this was heaven, but I could still feel the bump on my head so I knew I was alive. When I got up I could see a familiar sight, Javier.

"Hello Alex, why have you come here of all places?"

"Uh…I think I was supposed to stop you from destroying the Zerg."

"Ok…Why?"

"To make it simple, we were making the Zerg kill the Confederates for us, then leave the planet to the Zerg."

"ARE YOU CRAZY?"

"No, just my superiors, not all marines are as bent as the Generals."

"Well that explains it."

"Where are we anyway?"

"On a Carrier, in the infirmary, on our way to Char."

"Looks like I'm in a bit of a pickle."

"It does, for Executor Emideemis wants to see you because of it."

So I got up and saw that I was just in my jeans and shirt, and walked down the corridor with Javier. The corridors were much larger than the ones in our Battle cruisers, I guess because they need more room. With their big bodies and all. We came towards the ever-familiar Door with the red windows and the gold alloys. We went in, but this room wasn't as big as the one in the Nexus, obviously because they need the space for other things. I saw the same Protoss in the circle, except there was another Protoss that I had never seen before…

"Hello there Alex, how was the trip?" proclaimed the Executor.

"Kinda bumpy, but I could manage. Look as for the previous situation I can explain…"

"Do not worry, we know that it was not your intentions for you to fight us. But why did you come so eagerly?"

"I did? Oh that, its just that the guy in front of me gave me a bit of a fright when he screamed in pain, then knocked me out. What did happen anyway?"

"Hello, I am Tassadar. After the battle I could sense a faint Psyonic signal in amongst the Marines when you came. After the battle was over I ordered some of our Zealots to 'collect' you to inspect this signal." Said Tassadar. "Once you were inside our Capital Ship, This Carrier (which is a bit like a flying Air Craft Carrier, except you build little 'jets' called Interceptors which fire plasma.) Which is called Mighty Fist. Emideemis recognised you instantly, so we put you in the infirmary to recover."

"Other than that, have you had any problems?"

"Uh…yes actually, a couple of nights ago I had grown these 'blades' which I cut up the bed by mistake."

"I think I have an idea, since you Leaders will think you are dead, why don't you just stay here and train with us in the arts of the Dark Templar?"

"Since I have nothing better to do…"

So I started to train with the protoss since there was no logical way of my superiors understanding. The training room was pretty simple, a couple of foam posts, a giant mat, a punching bag and a 'blade' training arena. Practically it is a room that deploys dummies and you have to slice them as fast as you can, but they can move. With practice I could bring out my blades and it took a long time to get the hang of it. The feeling was great, it felt like I had all the power in the world, but my trainers said that I should control this power instead of letting it control me.

I was in the bridge of the ship, it looked a bit like the ships back home except it was a bit bigger and the metals had a slight gleam to it. "Executor Tassadar, you are being hailed by an unidentified ship, shall we bring it up?"

"Yes."

When the picture went onto the big screen it shocked me to the bone…it was Angel, or what remained of her. The Zerg infested her, the Zerg had the uncanny ability to assimilate other species into its own and bring its benefits into itself.

Zerg growth had covered her entire body, but for some strange reason, the look on her face was not of the other infested Terrans that I have encountered.

A twisted voice came from Angels mouth… "Please help me…I have just escaped from the Zerg on Char, they carried me away and put me in a cocoon. But the Zerg just sedates their victims and then mutates them, and THEN mutilates their minds into doing their bidding. I was lucky that a group of protoss Zealots had destroyed the Zerg base, but forgot about the Cocoon in the nearby cave. I managed to snap out of the sedation and got out."

"But how did you get a ship?"

"There was an unmanned Dropship left by Jim Raynor. Also Kerrigan was captured and was mutated like me. She was not able escape like me."

"But how do we know if we can trust you?" yelled a by standing protoss.

"Just think about it, would a Zerg openly surrender, or help for that matter?"

"You do have a point…we will let you aboard this ship, but under close supervision."

So she docked in with our carrier and when I went down there, Zealots in their battle position surrounded the ship. Everyone watched the door as it opened. As the image finally immerged I could not believe it was her, for she was not as I remembered last time I saw her clinging for her life.

"ALEX!" Angel screamed, "I cant believe its you, I have missed you so dearly. But I have something to tell you in private…"

"Not until we are finished with you. You have got to be cleared by our scanners and psychics before you can do your thing."

It was a long and gruelling wait; I just wanted to be with her. Isn't that such a crime? I went to the room where Angel was kept…and when I got there, there was 2 Zealots guarding the door.

"This is now a restricted area, you are to leave these premises immediately!"

I walked away in a furious state, why wasn't I able to go in…she was my lover after all. What was she going to tell me anyway?