Sorry for the delay.. Life does things to ya... Anywho, this is a rough draft but i wanted to see how you liked it. Chapter 3 is in the works as we speak. I'm still learning how to write, so if you are noticing a slight lack in details in areas of 1 or 2 let me know plz! I did think about what crossover to go into when i reach the end, but i'm still stuck. Thank you for the awesome likes and reviews! Hope you enjoy!

Chapter 2

Kerrigan walked towards her new member of the swarm, her footsteps alerting him to her presence. He looked apprehensively at her as she circled him, analyzing his new master with a careful eye to make sure she didn't get any foul ideas.

It was more than she could have ever hoped for. Down to the smallest detail, this was the prime of Zerg genetics.

He was taller than when they started with him. Taller than Kerrigan herself, and sleek like a predator. Purple veins pulsed through his armored carapace, lending an organic feel to his metallic exterior, and a certain ferocity to his long, gnarled claws. Behind him, Kerrigan could see nine tails wiggling about, bunching up into a club-like shape, and uncoiling themselves from the cluster as if independent from the body. His pure blue eyes practically pierced through her when she saw them. This pleased her, for she knew that if he intimidated her, he was sure to strike terror into the Terrans.

"Abathor, I'm impressed by your work this time. He's perfect." She said as she stroked the bladed tail as she passed by, earning an annoyed hiss from Nerak.

Once she faced Nerak again, she used her mind control to ease her new ally. "From this day forward, you will be known as Nerak, my right hand, and my blade in the shadows. What is your purpose?" She commanded her new broodling.

"To serve the Queen of Blades, to destroy her enemies and evolve to better serve the Swarm," Nerak said with a deep, throaty hiss.

His obedience pleased Kerrigan, making her simple smirk almost widen to a smile. "Good, now wait patiently, for I must speak with your creator."

Nerak bowed slightly to his master, before standing at full attention to await his next command.

Kerrigan approached Abathor, who was waiting patiently out of his hole for his queen to return and speak with him until he heard her approach.

"Well done Abathor. It certainly is a drastic improvement to his old Terran body. What exactly did you do to him?"

"Integrated many zerg sequences. All highly successful. During transformation, unknown power source appeared. Combined power to Nerak. Modified original transformation. Other than the unknown, ready for field testing."

"You said something about a power source. What did you mean by that," Kerrigan asked.

"Sensed feral energy radiating from chrysalis. Unknown modification. Perhaps reasoning for nine caudal extremities."

"And what brought you to that conclusion," Kerrigan said. Not that she doubted Abathur, only that it seemed like shaky reasoning on his (usually thought out and calculating) behalf.

"Original metamorphosis, planned base for Hydralisk. Add pieces of other Zerg sequences for special hybrid. After Feral energy, gained nine caudal extremities, four limbs for bipedal and quadrupedal movement.

Kerrigan mulled over Abathur's statement. With her hand on her chin, she looked back at Nerak, whose eyes were darting around the Evolution Pit, where numerous zerg were moving around larva or dragging corpses to the spawning pools to transform into new hatched members of the Swarm. AZergling started curiously harrasing Nerak, who was new and perculiar sight. As the Zergling was messing with Neraks leg, as quick as lightning Nerak grabbed an started feasting on the creature. Seeing how easily Nerak used his appendages to tear apart the Zergling, Kerrigan felt as if the hybrid was fine the way he is. The only thing left was to see how he fared on the front lines.

"Assimilation impossibly super effective. DNA sequences absorbed Zerg with no resistance. As if made for future modification." Abathur said, almost sounding uncharacteristically giddy, snapping the Queen of Blades out of her thoughts.

"My dear Abathur, you sound mighty giddy. Found your new test subjects now have we?" Kerrigan said with a smile as she looked at the aberration. Suddenly, her face turned serious. "Find me a suitable planet to go hunting. Nerak needs to stretch his legs, and I need some terrans to unleash him on."

"Understood." Abathur nods, before he retreated into his hole. With Abathur gone, Kerrigan strutted over to the feasting Nerak, who at the sound of footsteps, stopped eating and looked up at the source of the noise. She was only a few steps from the Omen and noticed a peculiar sight. As the food was being digested, Nerak's Legs and arms were convulsing and appeared to have grown in size. She was surprised at the change that happened before her, but filed it away for further study on his field test.

Kerrigan looked at Nerak straight in the eyes. "Come with me, I need to show you where you may stay until I call you." She said, before leaving the evolution pit. Nerak reached down, grabbed his meal and throws it over his shoulder followed behind her with his tails swinging slowly as if in anticipation. As he trailed after his master, he suddenly felt nauseous as a pressure started to pound at his head. It felt like something was yelling at him from a far distance, but at the same time, like they were right inside his head. The pain became so great that he stumbled mid step.

Kerrigan felt the psionic pressure radiating out from behind her, turned, and saw Nerak with a grimace of pain flashing through his eyes. "What is it Nerak? Are you being attacked?" She put her fingers to her head to psionically feel for her new pet's attacker and trace it back to punish the offender. The cerebrates have been becoming a nuisance to her as of late and she had been planning for a new controller more useful than those useless husks. So far it was a work in progress.

"No, Mistress, It's nothing. Only a headache," He replied before walking along as if nothing happened.

As they approached the eye of the Leviathan, where she would observe the planet through the keen eyes of her spacebound pet, she stopped at a door of flesh which opened under her command. "This where you will rest and stay to be ready for my summons. Is that clear Nerak?"

"Understood, my Queen," he said before walking into his area, and curling up in the corner for some rest. As he drifted off to sleep, small flickers of orange aura begin to radiate off of him.

Nerak awoke on with a small yawn as he uncurled his body and stood up. Waving his tails out, he shook the stiffness from them, until he saw something very wrong.

"Where am I?"

What was once his room had become something else. The walls were no longer those of the leviathan. They had become those of a brick-lined sewer, which pulsed and breathed not unlike the gigantic zerg. However, they were different as well. Even though they moved the same, it was as if each brick was a separate living thing, each one expanding and contracting independent of one another.

Looking down, he saw that he was ankle deep in stagnant water that assaulted his nose in the worst kind of way.

Despite the chill of the water, the air around him was blazing hot, as if something large, and terribly ancient had been breathing the same air for hundreds of years.

Then, from somewhere deep in the corridors, a voice called to him.

"Wake up…"

"Hm?..."

"Wake up, brat!"

"What is that voice…"

The voice was dark and malevolent, yet it was caring for his wellbeing. With curiosity guiding him, he began to walk down the corridor toward the direction he thought it came from.

When he walked, he became aware of something he hadn't thought before. "Why does this seem so familiar?" In the recesses of his mind, Nerak was somehow thinking clearer now than he was before. Somehow, he knew he had changed, but couldn't remember who or what he was before. His journey stopped in front of a giant metal gate standing between the Hybrid and a dark towering figure in the shadows.

"Kit… Look at you, no longer the annoying pest in orange. Now a true monster in my own image," The towering figure told Nerak with a booming laugh before leaning down and flashing a razor sharp grin.

"Is this...really me?" Nerak looked down at his razor sharp talons, examining them as for what they truly are. He then glared up to the figure, "You did this?"

"Sort of, but it isn't any of your concern you stupid human.. You need to run quickly, before you die here."

"I'm not in any danger. Not as long as I serve the Queen of Blades, for here I am her right hand of destruction!"

"Baka! You do not see her for her true wickedness! You are your own master, not this pin cushion! Maybe I should show you who really is in control." the smiling face said with a chuckle, before a red like aura started to leak out of the bars and drifted to Nerak. Caught off guard Nerak was engulfed in the shroud, fell down and convulsed wildly.

His mind was fading fast. In the already dark place, everything was becoming hazy and distorted, twisting the world into a horrible parody of itself. He could see protrusions growing from every structure around him, cutting, splitting, reaching for him.

"Run, little ningen," the voice said again, cutting like a razor through his brain, "RUN!"

"Nerak!"

With a jolt, Nerak awoke in his chambers. Startled to alertness, he scrambled to all fours and whipped his head from one side of the room to the next, tails swaying, poised to strike at any threat.

"Who's there," Nerak snarled, slowly scanning the room.

"Nerak, quell your psionic power! You're spooking the swarm," The voice rang out in his head. Taking a few seconds to clear his waking mind, he identified the voice.

"My Queen?" Nerak questioned.

"Yes, you fool, now calm yourself or I will force you myself, Nerak,"

"Yes, My Queen," Nerak quietly grumbled. Taking a few deep breaths, Nerak slowly laid back down, ever cautious of what may happen next when he fell asleep again.

After a few days of space travel they arrived at a lush, very green planet with some sort of debris from a long past battle orbiting high above. The Leviathan Zerg bio-ship drifted into orbit of the planet. Deep inside of the bio-ship, inside of the evolution pits stood Kerrigan.

Nerak who was zoning out to the events around him, Isha idle to the right of the group and Abathur who was speaking to the Queen.

"Planet Hatheg-Kla. Filled with vast, unique creatures, Terran fortification stationed around chasm. Rich in Minerals, Vespene gas. Recommended for swarm usage in future." Abathur informed Kerrigan.

"What would you know of the terrain?"

"Massive foliage covering, ends few kilometers from chasm."

"Alright, I'm going down there with Nerak and some of the swarm. I will return as soon as I am satisfied with Nerak's performance." Kerrigan said to Abathur before she turned to Isha, a Snake-like humanoid,who served as her advisor to the swarm. "Isha, be ready to jump the Leviathan into space as soon as we return."

"Understood, My Queen."

A short while later, Kerrigan, Nerak and a small squadron of members of the Swarm were standing by the inner side of the Leviathan where all the flesh pod's were grown to deploy Swarm members in rapid succession for the battle at hand. Kerrigan had a small smirk on her face as she looked at her Weapon, who, oddly, had a look of uncertainty as he stared at the fleshy substance that would be holding him till he reached the surface.

"My Queen, I'm not so sure of this. Are you certain this can keep me from harms of space?"Nerak said while prodding at the pod with a claw.

"Don't be so melodramatic Nerak, I've personally have been in one of these numerous times."

"The only thing between me and an infinite vacuum is an oversized meat bag? How is this thing evolved anyway?"

"Enough! Now go," Kerrigan said as she casually pushed him into the pod.

Once he was inside, Nerak turned around to see the pod close behind him. The fleshy door was the only thing muting his protests before the pod fell to the planet's surface.

With a dismissive shake of her head, The Queen of Blades stepped into the neighboring pod, though she wondered how it was that Nerak was still able to protest a command given to him.

In his own pod, Nerak shouted loudly as his pod plummeted through the atmosphere of the planet. Once he had seen the flames engulf his vessel, his fury had reached an all time high. If he survived this ordeal he was going to give his queen a serious piece of his mind.

Down on the surface of the planet, all the pods landed safely on the planet's surface, though Nerak was shaking off the mucus membrane that inhabited the pod with disgust.

"What kind of a way to travel is this!? I feel like a booger that was just sneezed across space," Nerak yelled, as he brushed himself against the lush grass in an attempt to remove the mucus, Irritation on his face.

Kerrigan smirked at her minion's reaction to his first pod drop, greatly amused by how he rolled around like an animal. In her mind the free will he was exerting would only last so long, till he was fully integrated into the Swarm. For now. this minor entertainment.

"Calm yourself, Nerak. It feels strange for a while but soon you will get used to the feeling." Kerrigan assured him.

Nerak was still not convinced, and became annoyed when he saw his queen's amused grin.

"Like hell I will," he muttered to himself as he stood up, still with slight traces of mucus trailing his black caracapice.

After asserting her control of the swarm, Kerrigan sprinted into the edge off the forest, to where the Terrain outpost lay in waiting, so that it may be destroyed in the name of the Swarm. Using it as a field test for Nerak would make quite a spectacle as well. Eager to see him in action, and with Nerak and the rest of The Swarm following closely behind, she made her advance to the Terran post.

Hydralisks, zerglings, and even a lurker tromped after their queen, ready to carry out their orders, and eradicate the Terrans.

After a few minutes, they reached the clearing of the forest, where the outpost lay. With the Terrans in their sights, Kerrigan and Nerak thoroughly analyzed the threat before them, if it could even be called a threat.

"Nerak."

He turned his attention to Kerrigan

"Kill them all. Leave no survivors," She commanded, her eyes shimmering with power that would ensure total control of the instinct of her perfect weapon. His eyes changing color, signifying that he is now under her total contorl.

"Beware Terrans, My right hand is now unleashed for the first time. Mengsk, beware, your time will come soon." Kerrigan thought, with a smirk gracing her face.