A/N: So this is the last of the prewritten chapters. I do know how I intend to end this, however, so the remaining chapters should be up over the course of the next few days, and the next chapter of Code Geass 50k shortly after that.

Disclaimer:I do not own StarCraft or Doctor Who.

Chapter Four: Korhal's Last Stand

Imperial Palace, Korhal IV
Two Hours Later

The TARDIS materialized in the courtyard outside the Imperial Palace itself, and its passengers stepped out to behold a scene of utter devastation. Dead marines and destroyed Dalek travel machines were strewn about the courtyard, and the sounds of gunfire echoed. Augustgrad burned in the background, the skies choked by vast columns of smoke as the extermination fleet set about its grim task with industrial precision. Dozens of golden battle saucers hung in the skies over the Imperial Palace, disgorging waves of aerial Daleks to smash the original defenders.

"There were over six billion people on this world," the Doctor broke the stunned silence, "The Daleks have probably exterminated half of them by now."

Amy, Rory, and Sarah followed the Doctor's gaze to see a cluster of battle saucers flying low and slow in tight formation. The protective armor slabs had slid away, revealing large-scale beam weaponry that scorched the surface below.

"Standard Dalek battle tactics. Divide the surface of a planet into squares, assign a few ships to each square, and commence the slaughter."

Sarah Kerrigan had taken off in a sprint towards the Imperial Palace, psionic lighting cackling around her form that vaporized any Daleks foolish enough to get in her way.


Imperial Palace Atrium
Korhal IV

Nova Terra regarded the stimpack in her hands for only a moment before injecting it into her subclavian artery. Relief flooded her aching body, the exhaustion melting away and the throbbing of a dozen minor wounds ceasing. Though her head felt light, her senses felt sharper than ever before.

"Two mags left, you?" the blonde Ghost turned to the Spectre next to her.

"Last one," Tosh grunted as he rammed the magazine home and chambered the first round.

They had originally numbered two dozen Ghosts and Spectres and an equal number of Marines and Marauders, but the relentless assaults had reduced that force to just the two of them. Dalek shielding all but completely nullified conventional weaponry, and the specialized ammunition of the C-10A and AGR-14 proved only marginally more effective.

"Alert! Alert! Class Ten psionic signature detected! Maximum extermination!"

The two operatives shared a meaningful look before whirling around and diving behind cover just as the Daleks unleashed a torrent of beam weaponry. A psionic lash tore through the air, vaporizing a particularly dangerous-looking Dalek mounting a massive energy cannon in place of a gunstick and manipulator arm.

When her trigger pulls yielded only faint clicks, Nova tossed the rifle aside and drew her balisong. The weapon glowed faint blue as her psionic energy coursed through the blade. Tosh's now-empty rifle clattered to the floor next, and he raised his own knife.

"To the end?" Nova smiled faintly, long-forgotten memories stirring in her mind.

"To the end," Tosh nodded.


Antioch
Aiur

"Hold fast, Purifiers, and we shall be a dam against which the enemy flood breaks!" roared Talandar as his consciousness finished downloading into his last functional shell. The imposing Praetor suit towered over the Sentinels and Adepts that fought alongside it, and each swing of its mighty arms sent a dozen Daleks flying. Beam weapons splashed harmlessly against the robotic warrior's shields, and as the reinvigorated Purifier legions surged ahead, pushing the Daleks back.

Talandar took the brief respite to glance skywards, where Hierarch Artanis and the phase-smith Karax worked desperately to save what remained of the Golden Armada. The constant meteor shower had finally ceased, not because the Protoss were gaining traction in space but rather that they were running out of ships. The enemy fleets seemed endless, and even the most insignificant of gains was soon lost in the face of overwhelming force. Executor Selendis had fallen silent, her final transmissions vowing to hold the Citadel of the Executor to her final breath. Matriarch Vorazun had taken her Shadow Guard deep behind enemy lines, desperately searching for anything resembling a Dalek officer or general, and none had heard from them since.

"Alert! Alert! Unclassifiable psionic signature detected! All extermination fleets are to converge on Terran world Korhal IV!"

Had he still possessed the range of motion, Talandar would have scratched his head curiously. The enemy clearly possessed advanced communications technology, yet for whatever reason they vocalized every message. He made a mental note to discuss the implications with Karax later, and the contents of the Daleks' latest message finally sunk in.

Unclassifiable psionic signature? Only one such being was known to the Protoss…

The momentary distraction was all that the enemy needed. Heavy beam weaponry cleaved through the Purifier formations, instantly annihilating dozens of their number far too quickly for their personalities to have uploaded. Talandar had little time to mourn the loss of so many Purifiers, for a second barrage tore through his shields and annihilated the Praetor armor.

The Purifier's ruined and smoking shell collapsed to the ground, crushing several below it, and he soon knew no more.


Imperial Palace Atrium
Korhal IV

Nova panted with exertion, bringing her knife closer to her body and backing away from the gutted Dalek travel machine. A quick stab to penetrate the armor plating, and a pulse of psionic power to pulp the creature within. She and Tosh had killed a dozen Daleks in such a manner, but the enemy hordes were endless. A wall exploded inwards, and she could see familiar flashing lights in the smoke and dust.

"Exterminate! Exterminate!"

The Ghost backed up as a dozen beams crossed the space she occupied fractions of a second ago. She stood back-to-back with Tosh in the middle of the room, her eyes darting between the Daleks floating in through the new hole in the wall and the ones advancing down the main corridor.

"Looks like there's a hundred, hundred fifty of them?" Tosh chuckled humorlessly, "How many you reckon we can take with us?"

Nova had no chance to answer, as the Daleks suddenly halted their advance. An indescribable sound filled the room, and the creatures turned around to face a blue police box as it faded into existence.

"Alert! Alert! Doctor detected!"

"Unclassifiable psionic signature detected within TARDIS! Maximum extermination!"

"Movement disrupted! Movement disrupted!"

The Daleks closest to the TARDIS slowly floated up in the air, whirling around several times before their shells slowly started crumpling.

"Armor compromised! Armor comp-"

Nova saw a flash of movement from the TARDIS' open doors, her head whipping around to follow a series of cut-off screams. Whatever was killing the Daleks was too fast even for the Ghost's cybernetically-enhanced senses to follow, and all she saw were travel machines left intact save for a neat hole punched through the torso.

"The Daleks know we're here now!" a man in a brown tweed jacket yelled, "They've just pulled their fleets from Char and Aiur!"

"Who are you?" Tosh demanded, brandishing his balisong threateningly. Amy and Rory instinctively backed away, though the Doctor remained unintimidated.

"I'm the Doctor, and I've got the solution to your Dalek problem!"


The Imperial Palace shook as the enemy fleet converged on Augustgrad, intensifying their bombardment as they approached. From the panicked radio chatter, Jim Raynor learned that another—much larger—fleet had just entered the Korhal system. Consisting of over one thousand battlecruiser-sized objects, it was unlikely to be friendly reinforcements.

"Exterminate! Exterminate!"

Jim gently slid the last Marine's visor open, trying not to look at the man's face—frozen in an expression of horror and pain—as he retrieved the dead soldier's dog tags. Scorched husks of CMC armor and Dalek travel machines littered the hallway, and the makeshift rubble barricades had finally collapsed under the strain during the last assault.

The first Dalek rounded the corner and was met with a hail of Gauss fire. Most of the depleted uranium spikes melted on contact with the Dalek's shields, but one slipped through and pierced the lens of its eyestalk.

"Vision disrupted! I cannot see!"

Glancing down at the ammunition counter and groaning at the glowing "0" that stared back, Jim tossed the empty rifle aside and drew his signature revolver. The rounds wouldn't even scratch a Dalek travel machine, but he was determined to go down fighting. The Dalek scarcely had time to fire its weapon before a gutted travel machine flew through the air and knocked it over. Psionic energy burst forth from the wreck and incinerated both of them. Panicked shouts and the buzzing of energy weapons echoed through the hallway, reaching a crescendo seconds later before falling silent.

Jim cautiously rounded the corner, revolver at the ready, and was greeted by a razor-sharp wing tip stopping millimeters from his forehead.

"Sarah?" he whispered, refusing to believe his senses.

"Jim?" she whispered back, wings retracting.

He slowly lowered the revolver, reaching out to cup her cheek. Neither noticed the half-dead Dalek aiming its gunstick.

"Ex…ter…min…ate…"

The beam flew past Kerrigan and glanced Raynor's side. The man screamed in pain, his every nerve on fire, as he collapsed to his knees.

"Jim!" Sarah crouched down, catching the much heavier man and slowly lowering him to the floor.

"Sarah," he coughed, even the miniscule effort needed to muster a weak smile bringing forth a fresh wave of agony, "You came back…I'm…glad I got to see you…one last time…"

"Nonononono," Sarah begged, tears forming in her eyes, "You're going to be fine. The…the Doctor bought me here to drive the Daleks back. And when I was done, I was going to take you with me. We can see the universe!"

"I would've loved that," Jim gasped out as his major organs started to shut down, "Maybe we could've found some uninhabited world, far away from here…built a little cottage. Just you and me."

"We can still do that," she whispered, the tears finally falling at the sight of his knowing smile.

Sarah slowly lowered her head, brushing her lips against his. Jim closed his eyes, and was gone.


"Sarah! The Dalek flagship is right over the Palace! If we're going to-," the Doctor rounded the corner to see Sarah Kerrigan kneeling over a man in black CMC armor, the choked sobs barely audible over the din of battle.

"Amy, Rory…" the Doctor slowly turned around, fear in his eyes, "Run."

All three were frozen in place as the woman stood, head bowed. She slowly looked up at them, and the Doctor knew the terrible truth the moment the two of them locked gazes. Psionic lighting cackled around her body, and the very foundations of the Imperial Palace shook. Screaming with the anger and pain of loss, Sarah Kerrigan unleashed a column of golden light that punched through the ceiling and inflicted catastrophic damage on the saucer hovering above.

"Sarah, listen to me…" the Doctor begged as he struggled forward one step at a time, "If you unleash your power like that, you'll annihilate the entire system!"

Kerrigan's wings unfurled, and tendrils of glowing psionic energy shot out of each blade. They whipped through the skies above Augustgrad, annihilating vast swathes of Dalek forces while effortlessly shaking off weapons fire from responding battle saucers. Gutted warships fell from the skies, their hulls pierced through dozens of times or ripped apart entirely.

"I saw into your mind!" Sarah roared, blasting the Doctor into the wall with a psionic shockwave, "All your flowery words about atonement and guardianship…all lies!"

The Doctor saw stars, struggling to his feet for several moments before falling back down again. Amy and Rory fared worse, the couple struggling to even breathe under the crushing weight of so much power.

"You just wanted a weapon!" Kerrigan snarled, "You knew this would happen! You just hoped that I'd swat the Dalek fleet out of the sky first…"

"No…that's not true," the Doctor gasped, finally managing to stand up, "Listen to me…that power is consuming you. If you keep on like this, you won't be able to come back!"

"I'm through listening to you!" Sarah screamed, unleashing yet more of her power and filling the room with a blinding light, "A weapon is what you wanted, and a weapon you'll have!"