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Thread: StarCraft Rewritten (Selo and Razer)

Trystan shook his head. It had been a few months since him and Kerrigan had been separated. Since then, the Zerg had been retreating. Now, all they had to worry was the Protoss front. And what a front that was. Their technology and weapons against the Protoss high tech. He shook his head, looking out of the window of the capital ship, into the stars that surrounded him. There was something odd going on here. Something odd had been going on for the last few months. The Zerg weren't ones to retreat. They almost always went on the offensive, what with their ungodly numbers. He shook his head, pacing. There had to be something wrong. He'd say that they were planning something, but as far as he was concerned, they couldn't plan. The marines could feel something was wrong. That's when it happened. The sirens went off, the red lights all over the base started flashing and spinning. They had done drills for this, and they had actually done something like this before, at other bases. They took their positions on the walls around the small colony, spotting the Zerglings, realizing they were way outnumbered. One of the marines rushed down to the comms room, calling in to the broadcast station. Upon hearing the urgency of the message, it instantly patched them through to Trystan's ship. Sir! We have Zerg incoming, Colony 0-34-786. We'll try to hold them off for as long as we can, but we need reinforcements or an evac ASAP! Finally, the Zerglings were in range, and the gunfire started, the sound echoing across the open land, the rounds either kicking up dirt or creating a mist of Zerg blood. The leader of this small encampment, Van Zandt roared out encouragement to his troops, knowing that if their request for help wasn't answered, they would end up like the other colony, overrun. And he had a bad feeling that help wasn't coming. Come on! Give these bastards everything you got! I don't want a single one of these bugs to come within 30 kilometers of this base! Do you get me? WE GET YOU SIR! They let out a bellow of defiance, holding the triggers down, taking out what they could. If they were going to die, they were going to take as many of these damned freaks of nature down with them! The civilians didn't share the same thoughts. The heard the sirens, the gunfire, and all hell broke loose. They weren't allowed near the wall, because if they saw what was coming, they would erupt in to pure panic. If they could just beat them back this time, then they would be safe. There were men running around like headless chickens, woman trying to hide their children, or hiding themselves, leaving their children out in the open. A few men grabbed knives, threatening to kill themselves, being stopped only by those who hadn't gone crazy yet. A few of the marines climbed down from the wall, trying to calm the panic. It would help them aim better. Not by much, but by God, they'd need every little bit of help.
Thread: StarCraft Rewritten (Selo and Razer)

The woman came out and smiled, watching as the mass of what was Zerglings run like an enormous black-brown and green wave. The reverberating sound of all those foot falls was like thunder, causing the very ground to shake. Kerrigan lifted her hand and started to focus her now more powerful psychic potential. Time to face the true might, of the Zerg! She called out, sending a wave of blast to the base. Mere seconds later a section of the wall exploded. It wasn't large, maybe the size of a large hallway, so maybe four to six zergling at a time through it. But that was better than getting massacred scaling the wall. To present herself, she extended her wings, standing atop the ridge once more. If they couldn't see her before, they would now. Kill them, kill them all! She called out, sending the Hydralisks out as well. The swarm would reach the town rather quickly, the words of the commander had ordered was falling on death's door. The Zerglings were way more than 30 kilometers to the base. By now, they were surging into the hole in the wall as the handful of Hydralisks started to push into the fray, shooting out spines towards the town in a large arch. They didn't aim at anyone in particular, but they were aimed to land inside of the town to damage people in some fashion or another. Kerrigan started on her way into the base as well, her steps sounding the doom of the town more closely than the thundering of her army. Hmm...I'll need commanders of my own...or something to help my more...base needs... She thought aloud to herself. It would take her a little bit before she reached the town, but the place would be in utter chaos with the Marines and Zerg battling all across the wall and just around the inside.
Thread: StarCraft Rewritten (Selo and Razer)

The marines were losing hope. A section of their wall had been taken out by some strange force, Hydralisks were heading right for them, and the Zerglings were past the 10km mark and closing the distance faster then they could pick them off. The commander growled, shaking his head, watching as the Zerglings started to pour through the hole in their first line of defense. The spines from the Hydralisks were raining down, mostly hitting civilians. By now, complete and utter chaos had erupted, but luckily, now that their perimeter had been breached, they would be able to use panic to their advantage. Everything that was sharp, pointy, or heavy was used as a weapon as civilians either ran away or ran towards their doom. The tow sides clashed in the middle of the town, the civilians turned panic-driven fighters were vastly out numbered. Marines! Prepare for Close quarters comabt! I want a small squad of you to stay up here and try to take out those Hydra's! The rest of you, follow me! The civilians were putting up a rather good fight, considering they were armed with kitchen knives and chairs and such. The marines let out their war cries, jumping into the fray with combat knives drawn, using their rifles whenever they could get enough distance between them. Meanwhile, a small group of marine sharpshooters were firing rounds at the Hydra's, slowly getting closer and closer to hitting them the closer they got to the walls. For a minute, it looked like the marines on the ground were winning. They were holding their ground at least. Even the sharpshooters on the wall managed to get in a few lucky shots, a round barely grazing the left side of one's face, a few more burying themselves in their bodies. The ground had turned red and green, the blood of humans and Zerg mixing on the battlefield that was once a city. The civilians that were huddled at the back of the wall, the ones that weren't hit by Hydra spines at least, saw that they were holding for now and decided to lend a hand, encouraged by the Marines fighting as well. They dashed into their homes, grabbing anything that could be used as a weapon and flung themselves into the fight, managing to get in a few well placed blows before being thrown to ground or killed. The sharpshooters by now had managed to severely wound two Hydra's, nearly blowing a third one's arm-blade off. So far, so good. If only they could hold.
Thread: StarCraft Rewritten (Selo and Razer)

Kerrigan heard the tell-tale sounds of sniper fire and looked up to the wall and growled lowly. She expanded her wings once more and started to concentrate. She leaped into the air and went soaring over the distance. She landed just barely outside of the wall's perimeter and looked up at the sharpshooters. Not even Ghosts....they stand no chance against me. She said, making another soaring leap into the air. As she was doing her leap-frog tactics the Zerglings started to surge more and more into the base...and now the real surprise would burst out. On the opposite side, flanking the whole town, a mighty Ultralisk busted through the wall, causing debris to fly and bust down buildings, crushing people and even other Zerglings here and there. A new rush of Zergling would charge in, surrounding any deviants from both sides now. Kerrigan landed on top of the wall, standing up as her aura send pure dread around her. It was more of a psychic potential registering on any normal person's mind, and Kerrigan was actively sending such a dread around her. She stood almost towering in front of the first sharpshooter, her human-like qualities sending fear in of itself. The simplicity of a female figure, so human, so elegant, corrupted by the Zerg infestation and twisted to be standing death would be enough to cause the strongest of hearts to break with panic, fear, hopelessness... The Swarm...can not be stopped. She said, and the wing sealed his fate. With a quick swish, the blades of her wing sliced through the marine's armor, skin, muscle, bone, severing his head from his torso. She then set her eyes to the next target, the swarm of insectoids overrunning the position by now...
Thread: StarCraft Rewritten (Selo and Razer)

Kerrigan felt the pellets of shots hitting her carapace, the distance making them nearly nothing for her. As she looked to the other sharpshooter charging her she simply grinned. As he got close she ducked down and picked the man up as if her were paper weight. Her other wing then pierced into his abdomen and started to inject something inside of him. She then turned and chucked the bloating male out into the city. Once he got so far out, his body couldn't be contained inside of the armor and blew out any opening in it, the shock wave of it sending crack and fractures into the armor itself. She turned to the other one and send a blast at him, sending him flying through the air. Self destruct in T-15 seconds rang out over the comms and had Kerrigan glaring down at the commander. That yellow-orange visor cleared its view, showing the males grinning face and Kerrigan leered at him with just as a sadistic of a grin. With wings extended the mass of Zerg started to rush more, the ground quaking with termors of creatures rushing in on the base. She leaped out, leaving the last Sharpshooter on the wall to be over ran by Zerglings and Hydralisks. With her bounding leap she landed on top of the radio tower. She knew how these explosives worked, once started little to nothing could stop it. She could disconnect the head from the mechanisms and sever the explosive from it's detonator. But that would require her to find the explosive itself. Her psyonic mind started to probe into the building, searching for the ones responsible for deactivating the bomb. She wouldn't get to them fast enough she was starting to imagine. Take them with us! She cried out. The massacre shifted course...people were being incapacitated now, knocked out and taken hostage oddly enough. She leaped down and stood in front of the commander and the few troops left by him. She stood, barely as tall as any of them, her wings giving her the added hieight. Hello...boys. She said with a grin still on her lips... Then the explosion came. Everything would go white and the last thing the men would see...was Kerrigan's out reaching wings and claws. The thing was, they weren't dead...they would awaken, tied down and completely exposed. Their armor was gone and they were in chrysalis of their own, the infestation slowly sinking into their bodies, altering them, augmenting them...
Thread: StarCraft Rewritten (Selo and Razer)

The commander was one of those unlucky few to wake up. Wha? What the hell? He started to struggle, pulling against his bindings, realizing he was nude and in a..... a chrysalis? No..... no, it couldn't be. Hell would be better then this. It would be much better then this. Zandt shook his head, wondering how many of his boys, maybe even civilians were here, being infested. God, he hoped he didn't end up like that winged thing. He wasn't sure how well that would end up. He'd heard horror stories about these Zerg, and even though he didn't completely believe them, he did know what infested Terran marines were used for. Although he wouldn't mind getting a shot at that Mengsk character. As of yet, the marine commander had not been thinking about his lack of clothes, or about the liquid that seemed to be stuck with him, creating a somewhat tingly sensation across his body. Although he still couldn't believe that the nuclear blast hadn't killed them. Vaguely, he wondered where they were, and whether or not back-up would actually be coming. He was in the middle of thinking about if his men were okay when he froze, feeling something brush against his bare, bound leg. Grr...... what's in here with me? Don't you fucking Zerg have enough decency to let a man die in peace? He growled, straining at his bonds again, creating small ripples in the liquid surrounding him. Trystan groaned, looking out in despair. His ship had arrived at the planet under siege just in time to watch the nuke go off. He'd lost a colony. That was not a good sign for the new beginning of what was no doubt a new war. Or rather, the continuation of an old one. Ready a clean-up team. Firebats, marines, most of all the Medics. I want a transport ship down there, 2 Medics. The men nodded, shouting out the commands. Trystan rubbed his temples, looking away from the window on his ship. He was superstitious, and he didn't like the way this was turning out already. He'd just have to hit them back, harder. You know what? Scratch my last order. There's a Hive down there, or else the outpost wouldn't have had to use 'Code Topaz'. I want all squadrons deployed. Every unit, down to the last Valkyrie on this carrier, I want planet side as soon as possible. His eyes narrowed as he took his seat, adjusting his hat. I will not tolerate defeat. This time, we will be prepared. Comms, send word to Command. The Zerg are making a re-entry into this war. I want everyone to be ready. The comms officer saluted before rushing off to the ship's long distance comms array.
Thread: StarCraft Rewritten (Selo and Razer)

Kerrigan stood next to the one who was Zandt and smirked, sensing he was awakening inside of the chrysalis now. Enjoy boys...you'll soon become my new force to conquer this universe. Now, have fun... She said, gently placing a hand on the edge, the Terran male being able to hear every word she said. The tendrils inside of the chrysalis would then start to react, slowly probing their bodies and exploring them, making secretions of their own to soak into the Terran's bodies. This liquid, though, would heighten their arousal and cause other subtle changes over time...they would feel an ache in the chests for one, another would be between their legs. The arousal would very slowly and gradually progress through their entire body. The whole time they would be mostly immobilized inside their 'eggs' and molested by the tendrils reaching in from the sides. The Zerg hive back on planet side no longer held the newly formed Kerrigan and her captors. It had a massive force, but it was mostly just a shock troop with a controlling cerebrate. The thing would be what had the strongest defense, the living creep growing across the landscape and new hives and spawning pools and many other buildings would hatch up around the area, drones mining what resources would be needed while Zerglings, Hydralisks, Mutalisks and even Ultralisks patrolled most of the larger hives and occasionally out to the smaller ones. In the distance another company of soldiers heard the distress call, but it wouldn't be an army that they would have expected. It was the Zerg's age old nemeses, the Protoss. It was it's own sizable fleet, maybe 200 strong for now. The thing with the Protoss, once they developed a base they would have the ability to warp in their larger forces and more of everything. Such was the capability of their technology. Neither the Zerg nor the Terran would know of their approach though, not yet anyway...
Thread: StarCraft Rewritten (Selo and Razer)

Zandt groaned, struggling harder. You bitch! I won't fight for you! He thrashed about, hate and rage seeping from him like waves. The tendrils had started their business, causing Zandt to moan, thrashing about. Fuck you you Zerg bitch! He continued to thrash about, his comrades starting to awaken too, albeit they were much more paniced. They awoke to these tendrils probing and poking at them, groaning as their fear turned to arousal. Zandt was holding up pretty well, but as far as he was concerned, they were all dead. He couldn't stop thinking about how they used Terran troops once they were infested. Trystan's orders were being carried out to a 'T', soldiers of various types loading onto the many transport ships, as well as SCV's, and even a mobile construction vehicle. That would serve as their base of operations during this particular conquest. He would avenge Van Zandt. He was a good man, loyal. Well, at least he was in a better place. The soldiers were scrambling onto the dropships, the section commanders of their respective types giving them a slight debriefing before the drop commander signaled for everyone to get ready. Once everyone was inside their shuttles, the green light flashed and the drop commander quickly bolted behind the thick steel doors. The huge bay doors under the ships groaned open, the giant metal claws holding them releasing the shuttles. With a hiss and a small exhalation of air, the ships disappeared, hurtling towards the planet's surface. The landing zone was a few miles east of what had once been a colony, but was now a large, flat black blemish on the planet's crust. Nuclear warheads certainly packed a punch. Within minutes, the ships had landed, the armed units fanning out to form a perimeter. There were a few wandering Zerg, but they were quickly put down before they could harm anyone. Alright ladies! I want this place secured and locked down! No Zerg, no problem. Oohrah? Oohrah! came the response as Marines, Firebats, and even a few Goliaths fanned out around the ship that contained the MCV, shooting anything that moved. As far as they knew, the area was now secure and under Terran command. They gave the okay to deploy their MCV, watching as it slowly, steadily, became a command center. SCV's started to move, gathering resources and such. One of the Firebat commanders, Micheal Hawthorn, called in. This is Commander Micheal Hawthorn to the Marlow, we have established base control of the area and are now working on an operating base of operations. We will notify progress as we make it. The comms officer nodded. Acknowledge command. Continue with operation.
Thread: StarCraft Rewritten (Selo and Razer)

The tendrils continued to probe their bodies, exploring every inch of them, one starting to grind against Zandt's cock now. Little known to Trystan, he may very well have to fight his former companion as well as his former...significant other...One tendril wrapped around his hardening cock, the secretions coating every inch of his body as his skin started to harden and shift about, showing the first signs of a carapace. Another tendril then started to probe his anus, testing its resistance to take and even give. About twenty others were starting to cover his body, spreading the juices of both the chrysalis and Kerrigan's tendrils she had added to the egg. Back at the Hive, some Overlords roamed the sky, just out of reach of the Terran weaponry, relaying the information to the Cerebrate, who then relayed it to it's owner, Kerrigan. So...I have to deal with Raynor and his boys... She said, feeling an odd twinge inside of her, but it is soon shoved away as she makes her way to a special chamber. It was meant to help repair her own body but she had a few extras inside of it...about three of the civilian females she had grabbed from the underground bunkers. She grinned as they hung against the walls, their arms and legs spread wide and their bodies completely exposed. They would be unconscious as well, for now, as Kerrigan went and sat down inside where her Egg would then encase her and started to cover her body in the same fluid that was in Zandt's own chrysalis. It would repair her body, but to a normal Terran, it would convert their DNA structure to match that of a Zerg, and alter their minds to the overpowering will of the Overmind...
Thread: StarCraft Rewritten (Selo and Razer)

Zandt groaned, trying to fight against these tendrils, these things that were trying to take him. Slowly, ever so slowly, he felt a fog settling over his mind. A renewed wave of hatred hit him. Around him he could hear that his marines had already given in, the juices these eggs were secreting overpowering their neuro re-socializing. Their moans were rather loud. But Zandt would not give in. He couldn't. Trystan always came through. Always. It was in his nature to watch over his boys. Oh, but the way these things were stroking him..... No! He could not give in. One of the marines saw something floating in the sky, just barely out of reach of their weapons. Damnit. Commander, we have Overlords hovering right outside of our range. The Firbat waved it off, looking at the SCV's working. They were working on a barracks now, a few of them still gathering resources, while another group were working on Missile and gun turrets. They'd have to play this carefully. A defensive emplacement in the wrong place could spell disaster for them. Come on! I want everyone here to stay on alert! Those Overlords are here for a reason! He looked at one of them, almost hoping that that bastard Queen could see him. The barracks didn't take long to assemble, being how basic they were. The turrets would take a little longer. Of course, they would need to maintain communications with the main ship. The Valkyries should be on their way, but they actually had weapons and sophisticated targeting systems. If they touched down as roughly as the transport ship did, they'd be worth more as cover for his soldiers. He looked around, seeing the Comms Marine had already set up a temporary link with the command ship. Good, he liked streamlined work.
Thread: StarCraft Rewritten (Selo and Razer)

The tendril near Zandt's rump finally just pushed up into him, and with his mouth opening wide, one went down his throat. The two started to pump in and out of him, stroking his cock with a third still. His body began to really change now, the skin changing to a green hue and some plates growing around his joints, his hair matting together. Kerrigan would become completely encased by now and would extend her wings to puncture her egg, extending her mental reach into the Hive itself now. She essentially was now a cerebrate, her mind encompassing the entire main hive and the building becoming her body. The females inside of her chamber would now get a rude awakening as tendrils started to explore THEIR bodies, slowly coating them in the arousing secretions and converting juices that the males were being bathed in. A small mass of Zergling was now dispatched, maybe about twenty of them tops. They started to charge straight at the entrance to good ol' Raynor's working base. This small dispatch would split into four, each group charging a different location. It was a test, of course, to see how strong his defenses were and at what sections. He was a great strategist, so naturally he was sitting inside of a little culde sac with strong choke points. Kerrigan knew a land-based attack would be futile with a forward strike, so she would need to work around the head-on attack when she actually attacked his back. Approaching close to the planet now was the Protoss fleet, approximately twenty ships large with most of the forces inside one of the three Carriers. It wasn't within threatening ranges yet, but it was slowly reaching its destination...