Author's note: Hey guys, this is the second chapter, and this time it will be long. Please r/r
Chapter 2: Help from nowhere
It was an Omegalisk. And before it registered the beast's presence, it knocked the colossus over. Then it was the Zerg, crawling over its body, everywhere. Zerglings scratching its legs, Hydralisks tearing its thermal lances…and the Omegalisk, slashing with its giant tusks at him. It had never thought such a complicated strain of Zerg would be present here. Although in single combat Calamity could destroy it, it had bought enough time for the rest to reach it.
No, no, no, it cannot end like this.
But the situation seemed perfectly against it; it couldn't attack properly, it couldn't escape, and so this must be the end. It couldn't even gain comfort by thinking of the Khala as the protoss did; although it was part of the protoss, it was a machine.
It reminded itself that at least it had outdone other colossi. It had destroyed many more Zerg than the others. It decided to stop its futile attempt to escape and shut down its visual sensors. Then it began trying to remember the world by noises before it would burst into nothingness. The Zerg's screaming and grunting, more footsteps of more Zerg, the slashing of claws and spines…nothing it wanted to hear. Then suddenly…
"My Life for Aiur!"
Yes, it would want to remember that. It was the motto of the protoss zealots, and it reminded it of how it was created…..wait, why would it hear that?
This time there were hundreds of cries of the motto and the slashing of psi blades. It could sense their psionic entity, and no doubt there were more would come. Psionic storms raged around him, vaporizing the Zerg within proximity, and Calamity saw a flicker of hope. With a mighty mechanical groan, Calamity raised itself from all the Zerg crawling on him, and reactivated its thermal lances. The magnificent weapon flared up and Zerg fat sizzled under the mighty colossus, and a fresh salvo of penetrator blasts erupted from Calamity. Telepathic cries were heard.
"So it's true!"
"This one is unique!"
"The Hierarch was right!"
Funny, thought Calamity privately, I'm not sure they had a hirearch.. It also noticed that it was in the verge of exploding. Just then something came to his aid; exact Replicas of his own appeared, walked to the middle of the Zerg and joined Calamity. They began shooting their own beams of death, too. When would the protoss have redeemed my kin? But there was no time to waste, and before the Zerg could see which was which, it escaped, to the safety of the surging zealots and High templar. Protoss mechanics came eagerly forward, in their hands shield batteries and spare parts. The Protoss mechanics quickly surrounded Calamity and began repairing. A few minutes later, with a-good-as-new Calamity's help the protoss drove off the zerg. As the last ultralisk scrambled off before anyone could kill it, the ancient colossus began walking as fast as it could away.
"Wait,"
A telepathic message was menacing enough to make Calamity go even faster. As if on cue, the zealots dashed to block its way. Every attempt to walk over was blocked as the zealots burned its legs with their psi blades. The colossus also knew that if it just went over them, the zealots could make quick work of it, and it refused to kill a protoss. Calamity tried to reverse but the path was blocked by more zealots. The High templar that was leading the group came forward and attempted conversation.
"We're not hostile."
What do you want from me?
"You're searching for a purpose…and we will give you one,"
Not any purpose….
"Indeed. Would you like to fight for the Archivists?"
Archivists?
"The days have grown darker. Enemies from the past are emerging from the shadows. New ones have appeared out of nowhere, and even when we finally bonded with the fallen ones and certain Terrans, we cannot hold on our own. Beastly monsters ravage the sector every day. You are known to be able to survive Aiur. We wish you to join the fight to keep peace in the sector,"
How can I trust you?
"Why do you think we've been keeping you alive for the past months? Your vitality is not as good as you think. Our shield generators have been set at several locations, their power core barely holding out as our engineers tried to generate your shields as much as you lose them. Our courageous zealots have lessened the Zerg where you seem to go through many times. You almost got destroyed today, and if not for the hallucinations, you would be dust now, and the Zerg threat in Aiur has been much more fearsome than the past…you never did face the Zerg in what the protoss would call large numbers until now…"
Calamity mulled over the thought. Although the warriors had proved themselves by saving its life, were they just going to use the colossus as a weapon? Or was this the purpose meant for it?
Then an idea hit upon it. There would be a leader of this whole…group. It would meet the leaders and judge the Archivists.
Where are your leaders? I am sure a scrawny band of zealots aren't the whole of your…organization.
The high templar seemed to consider for a moment.
"Very well…anyhow, we must get out of Aiur before more Zerg notice us…"