"At home four zealots came wandering past my choke point, took one look at the wallin, asked T_Mac for danger pay, didn't get it, and contented themselves with scouting my natural and then going on strike for better wages. I think they might be still there, waving signs and chanting 'For Hire!'
Alright, so that pun sucked. Work with me here people. It's past midnight."
-Fractal_Wave
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| The Fall of the Empire IV | | | Author: | | | IP: | bsg-ma9cXXXX | | Date: | 01/20/01 02:01 | | Game Type: | Starcraft | | Labels: | none | | Report Rating: , # of Ratings: 1, Max: 4, Min: 4
Lifetime Rating for UDontKnOwME: 3.7778 |  | Ok, I've read your comments, and I now know what I'm going to do. It's time for me to end this story. It's not going to end in this report, but probably in the next one. I'm doing my best here, but I've got so many ideas. So if not ending it here bothers you, don't read it. Thanks for reading, UDontKnOwME.
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Chapter 7
"Master, we are receiving an incoming transmission from a Terran commander within the area," gurgled the Hatchery through it's telepathic link to Ashzz.
"Put him through," replied Ashzz.
As the Hatchery started the connection, Ashzz thought to himself, "Ahhh, the Terrans, they would make an excellant meal for my hungry children. They have gone without fresh, Terran meat for too long".
"Hello, Cerebrate. May I ask how you are doing?" asked Jerrjerog.
"No, you may not from now on. But to answer your question, I am doing splendidly," answered Ashzz. "But may I ask why you wanted to have this little chat?"
"I hope you know that there is a Protoss commander nearby. I wanted to form an alliance with you so that we may crush this commander. You most likely know that I have the same purposes to come here as you do," replied Jerrjerog.
"Hmmmmmmmm, your offer is interesting. But what will you do once we defeat this commander?" asked Ashzz.
"I believe that we could find an agreement on what to do. You couls take the planet. The only reason I'm here is to destroy this world. I am here to deliver punishment to the Protoss. They should not have disagreed to what my
emperor-" started Jerrjerog.
"Your emperor is only a gasbag. Just like the overlords that my brood creates. Your emperor knows of nothing!" cut in Ashzz. "But, I will agree to this "alliance". But it will be temporary. If I decide to break this off, It is done."
"Thank you, Cerebrate. I will not forget what you have done to help us," said Jerrjerog.
Ashzz cut the tranmission before the commander could continue. "By the time we crush the Protoss, I will kill this bold Terran. It is time they learned to respect the Broods. It is time they learned to bow down to a superior race," thought Ashzz.
"Hatchery, evolve into a Lair. I could use the extra leg room. (Ashzz smiled at his little joke) I also want a drone to morph into another Hatchery. We need more than four. And start an expansion at my natural expansion. I need an outpost to support my growing brood. Send five hydralisks and eight zerglings to the Protoss encampment. I want to know what's going on. I don't care if they die,"
ordered Ashzz. "I also want another evo chamber, I need more upgrades."
"Yes Master, right away," replied the Hatchery as it started it's morph.
The Hydras and 'lings started to move out. Ashzz grinned to himself evilly. He wanted to see death. Ashzz loved to see blood and gore. He sometimes sacrificed zerglings to keep him entertained. He liked watching them rip eachother apart. He watched his attack force move to their death. "Brainless fools," thought Ashzz. Ashzz was expecting to see them die, and he loved it.
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"Phalimin, this is Lokab. I have just spotted 13 Zerg creatures heading towards our base. There are five Hydralisks and eight Zerglings. What do you want me to do?" asked Lokab as he reported this information to Praetor Phalimin.
"How many reenforcements do you have with you?" asked phalimin through his Com-Link.
"I have four zealots and a dragoon with me. Do you want me to attack?" asked Lokab.
"Have the dragoon draw fire first so you and the other zealots can get in closer to the enemy. The have everyone attack. I'll send some more dragoons to back you up," answered Phalimin.
"YES SIR," answered Lokab. "Dragoon, move out and attack. We'll back you up as soon as you dram fire," ordered Lokab.
The dragoon started to fire on the zerglings. The 'lings started to move to attack the dragoon, so Lokab and his Zealot crew attacked the zerglings. The Hydras were firing their spines, and the dragoon moved back to keep himself from getting to injured. He then used his superior range to attack the hydras as the hydras re-allined their spines to attack the zealots, who had just killed the last ling. The zealots then went out and killed the injured hydras. There were no casualties. After the small skirmish, Lokab called Phalimin over his Com-Link.
"Sir, we finished off the Zergs with no problems. The dragoon is at about 50% health though, and is recharging his shields. The zealots and I received minimal damage. Your dragoons just got here. They seem a little mad that they didn't see any action though," reported Lokab.
"Good job, Lokab. I want you to find another position. Leave three zealots where you are now," ordered Phalimin.
Phalimin started to give out more orders to his computer. "I want another forge, one isn't enough for upgrades. And get an extra photon cannon at the mineral line, and one at the choke point. Get a probe out to our natural, I want an expansion online. We need to get more gas," ordered Phalimin. "And what are those worthless terrans doing anyway, get them on the Vid-Screen, now!"
"Yes Sir!" beeped the computer.
Phalimin waited for the Terrans to reply. Phalimin needed to know what he was teching to. He would need to know his stragedy so he could set up a joint attack with him with the right units. He also wanted to be able to set up a counter, just in case the Terrans decided to break his promise to help him fight the Zerg. "Computer, I also want you to send a probe to the Zerg base. I want some recon."
"Yes sir, and we just got the Terrans online," answered the omputer.
"Put them onscreen," ordered Phalimin.
"Yes Sir," beeped the computer.
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"What do you want, Commander?" asked Jerrjerog.
"Where are your manners, Jerrjerog? I only wanted to talk to you about your stragedy against the Zerg," replied Phalimin.
"I'm going to get heavy metal with infantry support," replied Jerrjerog a little annoyed. "And what are you building towards, Commander?" asked Jerrjerog.
"I'm going to get High Templar with dragoon and scout support," answered Phalimin.
"So I guess the Zerg are going for mass Hydras and Zerglings?" asked Jerrjerog.
"I am not sure, I am sending a probe down there now," answered Phalimin.
"Ok. But before you cut the transmission, may i ask what your name is?" asked Jerrjerog.
Phalimin cut the transmission. "Damn him," thought Jerrjerog.
"Uhhh, sir? May I ask why you lied to him?" asked Hamana.
"Well, Hamana, I wanted to surprise him when I attack. He will not be able to counter what I'm producing. And that Cerebrate fool is going for mass zerlings and hydras like I said to the Protoss Commander. They will both fall before our might," replied Jerrjerog. "And how is our expansion doing?" Are they getting gas like I asked for? And have they gotten three starports with control tower attachments like I asked for?"
"Yes sir, the expansion is running at full capacity," replied Hamana.
"Good. Gondome, call back the Protoss commander and tell him I want to attack the Zerg now. Just a small attack," ordered Jerrjerog.
"Yes Sir. Patching him through," replied Gondome.
As Phalimin appeared on the Vid-Screen, Jerrjerog smiled.
"Hello, Commander. I have a question to ask you," said Jerrjerog.
"What is it, I am very busy. I need to get back to warping in a few buildings. It is very important..." said Phalimin.
"I just want to stage an attack on the Zerg. Just put a few
of your troops under my command and I'll send an attack force to check out the Zerg base. I don't know if all of your troops will get back though. You might want to send some troops you don't like..." said Jerrjerog a little shakily. He was afraid the Protoss might retaliate against him if he lost all of the commanders troops that he sends.
"That's ok. I'm prepared to take the loss. How many troops do you want? Five, ten? And what type of unit? I can only afford to send you Zealots and Dragoons right now," replied Phalimin.
"I would only need about three zealots and two dragoons," answered Jerrjerog.
"Ok, I'll send some to your base, and you'll direct them from there," said Phalimin.
"Thanks, I promise I'll do my best to keep them alive," replied Jerrjerog.
Jerrjerog cut the transmission. "Shit, I forgot to ask what his name was!" thought Jerrjerog. About ten minutes later, five Protoss units move to the front of his base. A zealot called to some marines in a bunker, and told them to relay a message. One of the marines relayed the message to Jerrjerog. The message was, "Hello Terrans. My name is Lokab, and I lead this small attack force. We are ready to move out when you are,"
"Ok. Send ten marines out of our wall-in. One of these marines should take charge and order the Protoss troops and ours. Don't let a stupid guy take charge, I don't want some moron leading those guys to their deaths," ordered Jerrjerog.
"We'll assign Squad Leader Farrela to take charge sir," said Commander Undel.
"Good, he's a smart guy."
Jerrjerog ordered Farrela to take charge and see if he could mess some things up at the Zerg natural. Meanwhile, he got another expansion online. The SCV then went to scout all of the expansions nearby. The little SCV that couldn't find an expansion, didn't find an expansion. Just then, Farrela got to the expansion. Jerrjerog listened in to Farrela's orders:
"Ok. I want the zeals to go in first and draw fire and attack sunken collonies. Then the dragoons and the marines will go in next. We'll stim up, and cover the zealots from movable attackers. The dragoons will use superior range to attack anything else. But first, I want to send in a scout... Does anyone want to volunteer? The dragoons can't volunteer, we need their fire power," asked Farrela.
"I would gladly volunteer to scout. I would do anything to oppose the Zerg," said Lokab bravely.
"Ok, but check it out and get back quick, I don't want to have to fight the Zerg will only two melee attackers," said Farrela. In fact, he wouldn't have cared if all three Zealots died. The only thing he needed were the dragoons.
So Lokab went in, and went out. He discovered some bad things. For one, he saw four sunkens. Another, he saw ten hydras that didn't notice him (luckily). He also saw some morphing eggs. He reported this to Farrela, who took it in stride:
"A3&^43*^%P^967980^*&57434#," said Farrela. "We might as well call off the attack. We can't deal with those sunkens without superior fire power."
"No, if you don't want to attack, we will," said a nearby dragoon.
"Are you stupid?" said Lokab. "It would be a waste of our lives to die without causing damage! How many Hydralisks do you think we could kill before we die? Two or three I'd say. That's it. Don't be so ready to give your life for Aiur."
"Fine, then I'll go alone," said the dragoon.
As the rest of the troops left the area, the dragoon stood at the entrance to the Zerg encampment. He was alone, but was ready. If he died, then it would be in battle. And he would die with valor and bravery. All of the other troops left him to his fate.
The dragoon charged in. He got off a few plasma blasts, killing only one hydra, before he died. One hydra for one dragoon. Not a good trade. Lokab did not feel sorry for that dragoon. He did not die for Aiur, he died for himself.
Jerrjerog was disappointed when he heard the attack was a waste of time. He sent the Protoss troops back to their Commander, and got ready to spring his own attack. He only needed one thing from the Protoss first: High Templar.
"Call the Commander of the Protoss army again," ordered Jerrjerog to Hamana. "We need to have another little chat."
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Ok, that was a little shorter than i wanted it to be. But right now, I need to stop. I know that all the readers will be a little depressed about there being no real battles so far, bu the next installment is action packed. I hope you enjoyed reading this. Comments are welcome. This is UDontknOwME signing off. |
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