Skygeir Station.
To Alexander he knew from outside perspective that it is the second most heavily defended compared to Korhal defenses.
Acturus spend almost a third of Dominion budget to defend this place. And he's about to cripple Acturus wallet.
And it was meant to make Kerrigan to find inner issues and the awareness of the Dark God behind the scenes, but she was informed and now he didn't follow the script upon being aware that they made Hybrids that made of his blood and any longer who knows how many they can already produce.
And that is already a casus Beli for the Imperium to wage war.
The Domion believed that this little pet project can be hidden, but they neglected to add to the fact that the Hybrids monsters that they made that used his blood create them emanate warp Energies and it allowed Psykers to track the location that held the most of it.
When the news reach to Alexander that Kerrigan managed to get Char from the Imperium, He informed his people that she is a "Asset" to be used.
Many at the start felt frustrated but they understood that in their eyes, Alexander made her a hunting hound for the real monster.
While many have guess what is his motives, the news of her return didn't make as much impact to the denizens of the Imperium. To them, it was a blip on their daily life, a hush of concern until they knew She was after the Dominion.
But the Dominion was another case.
"The Reformed Queen of Blades return to Dominion Space due to Emperor Acturus Mengsk repeated assassination." A propaganda leaflet was distributed across the Dominion.
It was somewhat that the denizens was not aware that their Emperor forced a Woman that terrorized the galaxy to take the mantle of the Swarm once more. And this time is was already fraying their nerves.
It was chaos on the streets, to the citizens of korhal, the news of their Emperor destroying Tarsonis for his ascension to the throne still lingered in their minds, but having news of him forcing a Reformed Queen of blades to take up her mantle and heading to Korhal?
And he attempted to kill his own heir that wanted to redeemed her in the process?
You can only guess how paranoid it was for the people.
Factories were on strike and curfew was enacted. The recruitment center was paralyzed.
Some felt disgusted with his actions but pitied the prince that is unaware of his image being polished.
Alexander ensured enough political and social chaos long enough to prevent the difficulty of the swarm. But not to the extent that he plunged his neighbor into complete anarchy. It was not good for business if the mob crash the infrastructure down.
It was tame compared to the fact that Acturus made monsters using his blood.
He looked at the warplans for the planet that housed the majority of the psyker energy.
A officer came up upon him and handed him the dataslate.
"Is it done?" Alexander read as the preparation is in place.
"My Lord, preparation is in place, the Minorsky particles is in place to prevent their communication the moment we arrived at our destination. And the the drop pods are ready to go.
Alpha Legion 1st company have already infiltrated the platform and ready for the arrival and stated they are en route to Korhal.. we received transmission of the Iron warriors, second through fourth chapter of the 23st Legion and the Thousands Sons fourth through fifth Chapter of the 12th legions is heading towards Skygeir. And we receive the transmission from the Thousand Sons."
"What's the request of the Thousand son?" Alexander asked.
"One word, Xenos Relics and Knowledge below Skygeir station. They would provide support and assist as much as possible."
Alexander closed his eyes and nodded
His nephews done more than enough, let the uncle do his job.
"Let the Operation commence, I going to lead my troops, Have my mech readied for the first wave. Synchronized the Chrono meter prepare the Fleet to warp out in 1900 hours."
The officer sighed as he nodded.
"Understood, sir." He knows that his Lord always fought on the front, though many of the staff is worried that their head of state is always in danger, they somehow knew he always come back safely.
The fleet exited Chau Sara Ring of steel as reality crack open for the voyagers to head to their target.
The purple Haze ooze from the reality cracks as the fleet went into the belly of hell itself.
(??? Pov)
Honestly I dunno what to believe anymore.
I muttered as I conduct patrols on this station. I glance outside the station railings and stared at the ever growing expanse of clouds before me.
The pay was good and the only requisite was that we signed a NDA, wasn't even allowed to visit our families and we are permanently station in this godforsaken place.
And we were picked up from the elites of our regiments and place right here.
But I noticed something was strange..
My coworkers lately were... Fanatical in a sense. The ever growing insanity of worshipping some freak of nature than they cared about the money was concerning.
One of them muttering of some gods of the void. But the weirdest thing... They never even seen outside their power armor.
They ate in a group despite they were from different regiments. Yeah, most of us somehow felt like we instinctively avoided them...
And when it's time for showers they, just stood there... Their eyes so glassed I thought they were dead. They don't even scraped with the sponge just use the water to rinse and they walked like robots, I know we were "resocialize" but... These was creepy even for us.
I heard rumors from the old timers that this platform was haunted as hell. And one of the newbies saw them as he was doing a patrol, simply stood in a circle and muttering.
Or the other time... During a drill they had their hand lopped off and they don't even scream. I know the nerds cooked up some stimpacks, but not to the extent we don't feel pain.
Everytime I patrol with these guys... My gut feeling is telling me to stay the fuckin hell away from them. But order is orders.
I knew a little about this place despite I stayed here for almost a year.
That it was built up as some outpost during the confederacy to research in some alien ruins below and it was later abandoned. It was when our Emperor took over the abandoned base and fortified it.
But ever since Mobius foundation arrived, the people gotten insane.
Like... How do I explain it.. as if I have chills in my bone when I patrol next to the soldiers that were "medically examine" by the Mobius foundation and my gut feeling something was very bad coming soon.
"++Patrol 3-1 report in.++" The coldness of the voice emanate from my power armor comms.
"This is Patrol 3-1, finished patrol of the eastern sector, all clear." I spoke. Slowly unnerving by the cold assessment of my mission controller who was medically examined by the Mobius foundation.
"++Continue patrols.++" The link abruptly ended.
I shrugged, what can possibly attack this place? It basically a middle of nowhere and heavily fortified, nobody would even come for some dead alien ruin. Boy was I wrong.
Several explosions erupted across the platform, and one of them was nearby that held the majority of the Power Generators that housed the section I was in.
As if on instinct, I, along with the rest of the patrol rushed to the burning section.
"++Come- In *static*++ the comms went dead as we arrived at the devastation. The comms towers was destroyed as well. Making long range unfeasible.
We stood before the scene of wreckages of what was once power generators that been powering the base defenses.
It also powered the residential districts and the main systems.
I felt a chill in my bones.
Sabotage? Surely it can't be one of us?
We are the loyal to Korhal itself...
I noticed a figure wearing red power armor among the crowd that slowly turning into green on my visual range.
"Stop!" I yelled and the figure gesture his finger on his lips as he mouthed a series of words, grinning as he disappeared in a motes of light.
"For the emperor?" I was shocked as I knew some basic gothic.
As I called for the alarm.
Another tremor erupted and this time our outer anti air defenses was blown up and from where do stood, the Armories were destroyed and chaos was across the platform.
There, as I looked towards the skies as it glowed and burn, suddenly the skies turned so dark, what was a clear skies what seemed to be forever, turned into a lightning and thunder. The weather was unusual..
The fleet above the station fell down like broken guardian and wrecks screeching towards their doom.
The skies lit up, hundreds if not thousands of light in the dark storms that began appearing above the station.
It multiplied in number until my hud of my suit warned me that it was missiles that it broke counter... All of them heading towards us!
"To the bunkers!" I yelled to the men that was stunned nearby.
I knew it was impossible to hide from that intense saturation. But I take my bet to a bunker than being blown apart.
We rushed as fast as we could.
I watched some poor sods reached just the entrance of the bunker too late as series of explosions engulfed where we once stood.
The bombardment ended for thirty minutes and by the time we peek outside our battered defenses.
It was hell on sight. The skies turned to night and the source of light was the fires of the debris and burning wrecks. I thought time moved fast but it was still in the morning.
Almost every anti orbital guns that littered across the platform was obliterated as I can see the explosion in the distance and the short and medium anti-air in the surrounding area was destroyed completely.
Another set of lights was coming from the horizon.
This time fewer in number.
We braced for impact. But the explosion didn't arrived.
It rained randomly across the station and the foundations groaned from the sheer force.
I took the survivors and tried to regroup to surviving element of the station defenses that were barely reeling from the bombardment.
Tracer fire and trails of missiles still sparsely fired at the dark horizon as more ship debris screaming down below the cloud to never to be seen again.
I can see our viking flyboys at the start had a home advantage, but as we fought on, even a dumbass like me knows that we are slowly losing.
Missiles explosions littered the skies and yet I could see glances of a energy shield covering the Imperium planes and what's left of the active Anti-air was being whittle down....
"Who the fuck spent so much money on making every plane have a energy shield!?!" I internally yelled. We barely even have energy shield by using the protoss as the basis and all I saw was the mature version we tried to copy.
As we rushed to what seemed to be the biggest cluster of our defensive force making their stand.
They used their gauss rifles as a makeshift anti-air platforms as piles of ammunition was scavenge from the burnt out Armories.
Tracer fire lit up the skies, hoping to get someting in the darkness, but we know it a hopeless endeavor.
I look at the nearest crash site of the second bombardment. It was just a bloody few miles away from my position.
I paled as I found that it was a drop pod, bigger than what our intelligence told us about the Imperium drop pods.
The hinges of the pod groaned as it slowly open and revealed a trio monsters of steel with a cyclopean eye.
One of them had its eyes darted around to survey the area as it slowly stare me with it's single monocular eye.
That crimson red hue from its eyes made me aware one thing. And that crimson eye in the middle of the night etched something in my soul.
I have it's full undivided attention.
I ran as fast as my power armor could achieve. And managed to reached a sandbag filled bunker.
One of the captain inside held down my shoulder pauldrons and aimed his service pistol at my neck.
I can feel the cold barrel despite I was in power armor.
"Get back to the lines trooper or I will make you!" He growled.
I grudgingly fired at the behemoths of steel.
The new gauss rifles were improved based on the assumption of the Material composition that made up the construction of the Monster before them.
"Yeah, this bad boy can punch Imperium armor they can die before they scream." Say the egghead.
Yeah right , fuck them.
Our bullets and missile were prevented by some sort of energy shields.
Experimental weapons were rushed out from the heavy elevators that led to the ruins below, I heard they were made on the premises that the Imperium would attack and data that was secretly complied.
Laser that held the power of the sun, portable rockets that theoretically can bring down a titan.
"Who the fuck gave them Energy shields!" One beside me howled as he emptied his Mag and grudgingly reloaded behind cover.
Machine gun artillery rain upon us as the landings were slowly taken. As if in my eyes they were slowly and methodically eradicating everything. They don't even need to hurry as now even short range communication is impossible, my camera in my power armor is only showing static and ghosts of the dead.
The landing port was lost and now I see a wave of planes heading to the captured port in a swarm. We barely holding ground but more reinforcements is hell.
By then we already know that's the Celestial Imperium. Because the regalia of the Double Headed Eagle was plastered across the hulls.
One of the defenders managed to damage one of the monsters energy shield went down and we cheered a bit... Until the nightmare came to us.
It glowed in a golden light and now it was more faster and what notion of defense it had was impossible to comprehend it marched past the defensive lines and trampled us, sending anti-personnel mines around it like a dance of madness... I can barely see a blip on my hud and I felt dread.
The glowing sheen of light of a singular monster eye linger above the skies in the flames of war.
It was like the monster we fought the ground, but it have some fucked up halo above it's head as if it pretend to be the divine...
"Incoming!" What left of command yelled out as the titans of war marches past, we almost forgotten the soldiers of the Imperium.
By then, what's left of the the defenders that was tasked to defend the landing ports were overrun.
We were facing the elites of the elites.
I saw what they did, a group of them managed to reach one of the many bunkers beside me, I blind fire as they managed to reached it. I peek behind the cover.
Before they breached the doors, they tossed grenades in the fireports and killed everyone in the bunkers. I could see the bunker roof went flying somewhere.
By the time I reach visual contact, we found that it was a new armor compared to the carapaces and flak armor of the Imperium.
It was not the olive green or black, but white... Pure white, as if they were just freshly made and never given a designation.
They managed to downsize their power armor to the point that it able to fit their frames.
I saw my battle buddy shot a volley and I can see our bullets sparks just before they reached the body.
As they returned fire, it was expected that their lasguns would theoretically not pierced the new bunkers make of some form of composite material shenanigans.
I was lucky that I immediately ducked instead hiding behind the column that made the bunker infrastructure.
Because it literally tore a hole and by guessing the screams, about 6 bunkers at the edge.
Whoever was in the intelligence told us that the Imperium doesn't do jack shit and was just a fuckin Empire that is regressed to religion and we are going to be more advance than them if given time, I'm going to drag that fucker out and smack his face to see that they evolving.
This situation is Fubar.
Energy shields for everything that moves and Lasguns that literally tore bunkers apart for a infantry weapon is not a fuckin day for us.
If that was their infantry weapon, how do you expect when they have a more specialized role.
Especially their fuckin vehicles.
If their Mechs was the first to drop in. The soldiers clean up the mess, by then they already mastered Teleportations and now the platform have gotten more crowded with vehicles.
The tanks were a nightmare.
Do you see a man screams in his power armor despite he lost half his body just below his neck?
We were told that our power armor have more thicker armor, better reaction time, and better weapons.
And we can get it fresh from the manufacturing plant below us.
We were sorely mistaken, even if we know now, it's impossible to communicate to the outside world.
I felt rumbling and I saw a hedgehog of a tank simply passed by my group as it fired all its guns wildly at the defensive line. Not fuckin crazy to piss a tank that have energy shield and shells that literally obliterate you from existence. Especially one that is being escorted.
It was one of the Leman russ I heard about.
But not riveted and now move as fast as the mech, what did they put in them fuel? Blue Bull wings?
One of them literally used as a battering ram as it broke our lines and began to corral us.
I noticed that as we slowly contract our lines, we found that as the battle wage longer, we were unable to hold ground.
Our dead is pilling up and they land more and more troops.
That by the time the Base Commander decided to "Eject" the platform sections that held the majority of the Imperium forces, it was too late. They already took control and the only way is to manually unlock it is a console behind enemy lines and took take them down is basically a suicide mission, even if you did succeed against all odds,you fall to your death.
Even I don't get paid enough for this shit.
Communication is being blocked as the static is so intense that I felt my ears bleed.
Experimental weaponry is seen activated more apparently and we are just the test dummy whatever would stick.
We were losing ground and fast.
The areas that surrounded the ramp that lead to the elevator was practically the only defense left. The last defenses of the anti air that held due to field repair is still firing at the swarm of planes and mechs that is ripping the station apart.
Some of the drivers managed to get their Siege tanks operational and lobbed their ordinance at the distance.
The mechs that seemingly invincible to us took caution as our plasma shells rain down.
It was a discovery too late.
A squadron of Imperial fighters started its attack run and we watched as their planes swept before us as they took what little we had for security.
Before we knew it...
A laser from across the battlefield hit on one of the siege tanks and explosion enveloped us. And what I saw before I passed out, was a mech that was bearing a Halo.
I don't know how long I was in. By the luck I used up, as I found myself out of my power armor and was in one of the many room from the command center that was turned into a makeshift field hospital.
I was question by a woman wearing blindfold that held a eye as a symbol and holding a wooden staff.
Some of the questions were weird.
Like, did I know anyone from the Mobius foundation or undergoing medical examination by them?
I replied no.
She thank me as she left.
I could hear brief conversation outside
"Not infested, I peer within and found nothing. And he's telling the truth."
I sighed as I am probably the luckiest man alive.
Because when I was held in a prisoner camp, out of fifty million, only forty thousand of us remained.. Some of the people there mentioned that we had another hundred thousand, but they shot down, away as they express some form of suicidal fanaticism as they attacked the soldiers.
"Just what did our emperor provoke such a backlash?" I muttered as I left for the prison ship.
(Alexander pov)
I watched from orbit of the planet in my mech, the prototype is useful.... Too useful.
The new mech I'm using is basically a Zaku II with all the Imperium combat data. The mechanicum used me as a test bed... Again.
Can't be helped, I got the first dibs of whatever they are cooking up. I smiled at the name of my Machine.
"Eclipse..." I smiled it was signify the first of many iteration to come, it can travel the warp for a short time and crash into the atmosphere of a planet without burning up with it's pilot is a good thing.
I was the first wave drop as my soldiers joked and laughed as we head towards the surface.
"Captain Price, do you know what's our mission?" I spoke to the man next to me in the comms.
"Aye, Sir, we here to give them a good trashing and make them understand that they are dealing the best of the best. And take their ego down a notch." A Scottish accent sounded in the comms, not unnerved by the fact he is going to dropped down on that planet what is essentially a experimental prototype.
"Make sure you have your kill count ready, Captain, Cause I'm going high Score!" Another barge into the conversation.
"Aye, corporal, see if ya see if you can get enough of the kill count we have a pint at the pub when get back ."
"Out of curiosity, Where did you come from? Captain price, what's your story?" I asked as it was a bit of a time before we dropped from orbit. And I am curious of my men reasons to join my little operations...
"Haha, My liege, I'm from Yorkshire, England. This laddie with a mouth is from Lancaster. Originally we supposed to be drafted to fight against the Imperium for the former regime, but lucky for us, you invaded too fast before the conscription notice came.
Twas a terrible time... I lost my cousin fighting against you.
But I don't hate you for that, it was war and it was harsh, but... Your men... You gave them orders for a proper burial to the enemy that you fight and at least you tried to give the widows and the orphan a chance.
I do have mixed feeling about you sir, but you brought my cousin back to us in proper decorum.
If it was the UED, I don't know if... They would even care, mostly dumped into the slum and wait for them to rot. As we were uplifted and aware of the galaxy... I realized that, there was no slum in the imperium and everyone have a purpose.
Had your forces.. Didn't came... Most of my family have been starved to death or ended up as a cannon fodder. We joined the Imperium, not out of fear sir, You shown us a better future. And we follow you through hell or high water." Price chuckle as he remise the past.
"I see... I'm grateful to hear a story, especially from a former UED citizen. Maybe I visit that place."
"Aye, sir, It's a beautiful place to visit, and if you want to know the way, just ask around for Big Betty pub, lots of folk give cheer to your name." Price joked.
"Fish and chips there is amazing. I recommend that with the Shepard pie." The lieutenant spoke.
I smiled, because at times like this... I do feel a bit more human. That... Some of my work is not in vain.
I turned to my screen of the mech beside me.
Each bearing a unmarked and unpainted armor. White as snow, and untested.
What better way to indict and baptise them in a flame of war? I allowed their custom paint after we done with this operations.
Dominion have a third of its active fleet in this place.
But no matter.
I rather be with my men as we first dropped from orbit and landed on the platform.
Than being from a pedestal that just see the results of the situation from my office. At least I fight with my men than... Than just see them as statistics.
Alpha Legion already did the groundwork to sabotage as much infrastructure possible in a given time limit.
[We are reaching Orbital orbit, All Drop Pods prepare for Ground Combat, Launching in 5 seconds]
The announcement was the signs that we already broke their blockade.
I trust my officers to handle the orbit.
We sat in our seats in silents as the sudden force of gravity began to shaken us down to orbit. And we all can feel the vibration of flak and shrapnel in the air.
Some of us prayed for a safe landing. The moment on the feeling that our drop pods landed touch the landing the pod began to open up.
I watch as the platform was in open flames.
And with the help of the Thousand Sons they envelope the planet in a storm of lightning and thunder to allowed us to enter more easily.
As we landed.
I felt something was wrong from the defenders, some of them have their soul, mixed with darkness and those that still human... Others was empty.
It was inevitable that we would clash one another. But as I moved the magnification optic I noticed the soldier nearby...
They looked like the body was drained of their soul before they died.
Did Acturus meddle with the human body?
Or was it Narud? Either way, both have to pay for this travesty.
"All forces kill everything on sight, if anyone alive put them in stasis and let the psyker and chaplains find the rot in their souls."
"Aye, Lord, Heading to Point D"
"Oi! Wait up, heading to Point B"
I didn't held any emotions to the defenders, they made their choice...
I simply stood my ground on the platform to ensure that the invasion progress smoothly. I tested my machine gun.
The good old 120mm machine gun with now a better rpm of 667 than the usual 460 with Anti-matter bullets..
I fired upon a cluster of soldiers and it blew up in a flash.
It worked as intended and maybe can be used for extreme circumstances.
The second wave arrived and now landing the more of the prototypes onto the battlefield.
These soldiers armor is akin to Power armor of a Spartan, but the only difference, they can blip in time and if their energy shield ran out. Well they have a backup.and if all of the redundant system is failed, they will simply teleport back to the nearest active ship.
I see the gauss rifles of the Dominion was improved to handle our composite carapaces... When I get back I better relay the combat data. This incursion is proven useful. Acturus made more plans against me than I thought.
By then we already achieve air superiority and even if we don't use teleporting beacons, we can use the skies to transport our soldiers out.
To the soldiers that defending with their lives for Acturus... It was world ending as what they know about us is so warped, a nightmare to face against me?
It was next Tuesday, this operation is more on a testing ground to prepare for the next war. Perhaps the war we been preparing is the last war for all of us in this galaxy to witness.
The last of the defenders was putting up a brave front...I respect that.
My troops arrived with a Portable Lascannon that is big enough for a mech. I fired it to the Siege tank that was closest to the ramp. And it blew up. And taken out several soldiers and incapacitated the rest.
The platform is already secured and the communication is being blocked out. By the time Acturus knows what happened to his secret pet project. I already burn this place to the ground.
I despise someone used my blood to make monsters. Our relationship was cold, but he already took the line too much and now he must pay.
"Ah? Is that someone here to save me?" A familiar voice sounded as as person stood by the entrance of the elevator. It was a man, but not a man, but a Zerg infested Terran stood before us.
Guns were raised at the person in question.
"Stukov.... You are from the UED... You lived?" I spoke. And the soldiers waited in bated breath.
"Aye, Yes, Alexander Stukov, That's..my name... It's been a long time since I trapped in this hell. Tell me what's your name sir? What happened to the UED? And do you know Du galle?" The man spoke.
"Alexander Solaire, High lord of the Celestial Imperium... The UED is now under the banner of the Imperium and... du galle is in prison. Still alive for his crimes. I thought you were free from infestation?"
"I did survive, Raynor and the Protoss used a nanotechnology to reverse my Zergification. But the virus mutated too much and I was turned back and the Dominion.... No, Narud captured and turn me into a weapon. But my soul is still human in a sense." The infested Terran growled.
"Seemed like we have a common enemy then." A female voice spoke behind our group. As I turned around, I was shocked, behind us was the sheer army of Kerrigan swarm, how the hell the Swarm managed to bypass the blockade? The soldiers were alarmed as they aimed their guns at the newcomers.
A message came in from the fleet admiral.
[*Static* Sir, The Queen of Blade requested that you allowed her into the operation..]
"Great, a woman twist my words, I don't blame the Fleet Admiral for that." I inwardly groaned.
"I came here the same way... To find answers. And what better way is to rip it out from a bootlicker of a god? Care to let me join your little expedition below?" Kerrigan mused.
"Imperium and the Swarm, a Match made in hell... Ladies first and don't let the Zerg bute my own men." I groaned.
As swarms of Zerg began flooding into the elevator. I called my forces to prevent friendly fire.
"++Calling all forces, Set the Current Zerg IFF Tags Designated as Code YELLOW, be cautious and ready to pull the trigger, let them be the cannon fodder to sweep whatever left in this throne forsaken place.
Have the Drillers began to drill into the ruins, so that we have more avenue to enter and not make ourselves into a kill zone, I will be heading inside first with the necessary data for a proper landing zone, and ready a fob asap before the situation needed, Over and Out.++"
Several Acclamator arrived from the skies as several prefabricated bases landed in the vicinity of the Zerg hive cluster that is next to the entrance, their guns aimed at the cluster as they know how crazy the Zerg can be.
Imperial Pylons raised up to prepare for the contingency.
As the construction was in place.
I moved my mech into the elevator, it was hard to see but, I can tell, the facility was in flames, I noticed she got some brutalisk that was chained here and the howling of the Zerg echoes in the facility, rampaging as gunfire is in the air.
She awaited my arrival.
"So you really do care about your people." She mused.
"Much so, but I-" a piercing pain envelope my brain.
If I could define how painful, it's Like someone used my brain like a basketball in a field of nails. Dragging it across the floor with death chili sauces.
"What...the...hell... Something is pounding my head!" I scanned around and I found something what Kerrigan could not.
In the local warp, I found a creature made of flesh, and it was one of the Amon hybrids and I could clearly make out the structure, it was made of human flesh, bone and skin. I couldn't understood how on earth can the human flesh can handle that massive structure and mimic the Zerg/Protoss hybrid.
Then I realized something, how many people died to make that monster?
"Alex?" Kerrigan was concern that my mech is waving around a bit. But her eyes opened as I dragged something out of the warp and I used my mech power axe to hack it to death and then the pain stopped..
"What...is that?" Kerrigan eyes opened as she never even saw that monstrosity through the eyes of the swarm. In fact she didn't even sense it's presence at all.
"I have the answer for that." Stukov spoke as he gaze upon the creature. We turned to the one that been here a long time.
"When I was caged here, Narud used me for his experiments, to combine the the body of a human and Zerg with Protoss together, I was a sadly, a cheap form of the queen of blades, the successful, or somewhat successful of being a infested with a human intellect in their eyes.
The things done to me went on for years.
But from what I heard after the brood war from the idle chatter of the scientist, I heard rumors of them getting a blood sample of the fight between you and the queen of blades.
And they obtained it, pave a new way for them to combined all three forms into one abomination, The Human Terror, they don't need to kidnap Protoss or the Zerg, just need more bodies of humans to make this monstrosity as your blood was the binding agent to put this Frankenstein of a monster.
Their obsession of using your blood made my presence redundant and I managed to slip out. But when you arrive, last week I recalled that the blood they managed to got from you is thinning out and by the looks of it, this thing that bashing your mind is the third generation."
"So basically there is the first and second?"
"Indeed, the first generation was basically made of your blood the thickest, but as the blood of yours thinned out, they stretched the blood supply as much as they could."
"Is there plans for them to expand?" I asked hoping it was not that serious.
"No, this is the only place that I know of that could only produced these monsters. Perhaps the other facilities would have used the old template of merging Zerg and Protoss into a unholy combination."
My hands clenched in horor as it confirmed that my path is in clear danger.
This place have to be burned to the ground.
"My Lord, your orders?" Price spoke with concern as in his eyes, I probably got a monster out of thin air and clobbered it to death and it was a frighting situation that such a monster can assassinate me without their awareness.
"Have the Mechanicum activate the Necrons Pylons, all of them, lock down the local warp, monsters are hiding in local warp space. And send in the thousands sons for mental defense. "
"Understood sir, Jones! Guard our lord as we call for reinforcements!" Price spoke as he used his mech thruster as he flew towards the surface.
I look at the monster... I observe it more clearly... It was like a actual monster in flesh. Grafted nails and twine etched across the body. Human limbs etch across still flailing instinctively. And mouth of human mouths, big and small still heaving, gaping for air for a dead monster. The cauterized wounds I inflicted didn't hold the spilled out organs is flowing, human organs that just been stitch to make up the organs...
I was heaving, I felt the pure malice and grudges of the human forcibly grafted into this monster. Ordinary human can't noticed it, but psionic like Kerrigan or a semi psyker like me... We were staring at the abyss.
A void of malice and the howling of souls that is screaming, raging against the galaxy. The scream is impacting my own soul. They instinctively knew that my blood bound them to this flesh... This... Abomination.
I channel my powers to my mech axe and engulf into flames as I gave it a final death.
It screech and howls as it face a true death, a final death... But the souls... They were too broken, too fragmented. Even if they made the journey to heaven... They wouldn't make it...
"Is this my mistake?" I muttered...
I reflected. Had I had known that fucker of a Narud stole my blood, kidnapped people to make this monstrosity... Had I... Just arrive earlier... My thought swirl around my mech trembled as if housed a storm within in its chasis.
If my halo appearing above my mech glowing so bright in the darkness wasn't a bitter sign of what to come... The sense of the Necron Pylons now active and brought me to my senses, and that darkness in me is calmed for now.
"Alexander.... It's not... Your fault." She spoke
"Had I just obliterate you from the distance than clobbering you personally... I will put the end to this." I spoke calmly.
But in her eyes, my pressure was akin to a Black hole.
The remaining monsters howled as their hiding spots was being ripped apart and now appeared across the facility.
I don't care about the integrity of the facility, I want to burn it all down.
The swarm moved as they began assailing the new monsters, their fangs and claws tore the false gods to shred, I can hear the echoes of the souls as they were obliterated.
And their deaths was maddening.
As the section of the facility was taken over by the swarm. I step deeper into the depth of this nightmares that this galaxy false god cooked up.
(Kerrigan pov.)
I watched as the mech silently walked into the depth, and when I felt the outburst. I instinctively knew... He lied that he was weakened, he was enough to obliterate the current me and turn me to dust. As if I was kept alive for some sort of script.
I gritted my thoughts, he told me what would have happened if I taken my path... Had Raynor was jailed by Acturus that spurr my path of vengeance. But this time I have a choice a path...
But didn't realize that that man before me is already threading a very razor thin line of being a human and a monster. He refused to admit he was a god... I could felt the divinity in one.
I did came here out of a favor from Raynor, he knew his boss is slowly going mad and he would be more of a monster than what I used to be.
He went berserk as if he saw something from the corpse he slained, as if he could see the souls.
"Zerathul... What did you see in him the same way you see in me?" I spoke silently as I along with the swarm rushed into the pathway to darkness.
I could see fires in the distance...
(A/n): Currently reading Epstein shit that I smuggled from us.
Wtf.
It already made my notion of democracy a utter failure, because most of the people in the documents is not even hanged for all the scums and the disaster they inflicted.
As if voting would make the world go better.
I heard of Spain legalizing outsider as their voter.
I read the bills in Virginia that banned, Hand Counting ballot and legalized online voting and low punishment on criminals? And gun ban?
Liberalism is the pathway to moral dictatorship.
You can't disprove my view already when you have your own countrymen literally voted no... Legalize their own slavery and put their own chains around their neck, dragged the innocence as well. And have no spine, because in their liberal utopia your personality does not matter, just your flesh at the voting booth.
The pro democracy vehemently defending their ideology is akin to a cult, if you are unable to even criticize it to helps it improve, is it not a cult at this point?
People may complain that modern Liberalism is just a "minor hiccups".
No... It's working as intended. It is the final evolution before the true darkness.
Ideology does not care about the people
It doesn't care about borders
It doesn't care about ethnicity and family
It does not care about your dreams and aspirations
That idea would exploit the fools and resources.
Liberalism does not care about the individual.
Sure it says it care about the individual, but never the actual you, you that suffering in this rotten world that pretends to care for social media clicks. You that live in a nightmare of your predecessors that laid the foundation for the west to be slaves for their pensions and pissed on us from the afterlife.
In a liberal world, you are just a statistic, a unit of economic in a Economic zonethat pretend to be a country, you are not even human.. just a animal to whine as you are led to slaughter.
To my American readers that said, "we live in a constitutional republic"
Its a joke when both sides used it as toilet paper and hide behind it for convenience.
1st amendment?
Freedom of speeh
You guys have the Patriot act and now surveillance laws. And both sides make more censorship laws. Didn't one of their "chosen ones" claimed that it is a detriment for their "democracy" and none even boo that bluddy bastard?
2nd amendment?
Guns against tyranny?
Gun ban and gun free zones?
I see people being chopped to pieces.
And the current Constitution is already a bastardized version of what the founding fathers had made.
To my British reader
Protest, what's the point? Congratulations, you painted a target in your back.
The politician knows that you are a bunch of chained dogs that is bound by being "civilized" and they are literally laughing at you.
Now I really want the God Emperor fo mankind to liberate us from this madness. If not, wishing for a meteor and end this nightmare.
We are in the book of Isaiah, good passage for the modern west, where the good is now evil, where demons are worship as gods. And yet the church ignore it and sent us to hell.
I'm tired of living in this fkin nightmare mate.