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| The Starcraft Chronicles: Episode II Out of the Frying Pan into the Fire | | | Author: | | | IP: | gateway.XXXX | | Date: | 11/12/00 11:11 | | Game Type: | Starcraft | | Labels: | none | | Report Rating: , # of Ratings: 1, Max: 7, Min: 7
Lifetime Rating for Monty pylon: 6.0390 |  | If you have not read the first installment of this series I highly recommend you read The lost Armada since the names and places of this story are explained in the first episode.
The Starcraft Chronicles: Episode II Out of the Frying Pan into the Fire
The daylight broke over the horizon and quickly shed its light over the the desert sand. The twin suns revealed an endless valley of sand and rocks. As the suns rose, they cast their rays upon the wreckage of the once glorious UED Saturn. It had crash landed on this God forsaken rock and left a deep scar in the ground as a bitter reminder of the zerg attack on the UED survivors. Commodore Serov, the commander of this now illfated ship and her crew, sets to the tasks of repairing and returning home. They begin to salvage the remains of their vessel as Serov leads a sarch party to find food and water.
"Petrov said this place was uninhabited. With our communications down we can't contact him or anyone for that matter. He was ahead of us so he must have made it if we did."
"Sir?"
"Yes coporal?"
"I think I see something in the distance. It looks like a command center."
"Where!?"
"Over by that hill sir."
Serov scaned the desert and saw a strange mound rising from the sand. It was a command center but something was wrong. The party grew closer and saw that there was in fact a whole base before them. The only problem was that it was buried in sand. The command center itself was half covered and the barracks as well as the factory were both deeply sunk into the mounds of dirt. Off to the left Serov saw a group of supply depots.
"Corporal. I want you to take the search party and see if you can get any supplys from over there. I'll go and see if I can get that command center off the ground."
"Yes sir. You heard the commodore. Move out."
The party began to raid the depots as Serov began to scout the center. It appeared to be intact for the most part but the sand cover the building up to the fifth floor. Serov walked around looking for a way in and spotted a window. It was just out of his reach and he started to climb up the side of the structure. He kicked open the window and he was in. Serov looked around and saw the control room had not been used for quite awhile. On one of the consoles was the inscription "Long Live the Confederacy" and a small red, white and Blue flag.
"So, this is a confederate outpost. It must have been abandoned years ago."
Serov had heard of the confederacy but Mensk had taken steps to erase all memory of it. After all these years of disrepair, Serov wondered if it would work. He activated the power core and began to bring each system online. He had enviromental controls, electricity, communications and thrusters. Serov engaged thrusters and held on as the building shook itself free from the sand. The building rose from its desert grave and began to hover over the remains of the base. Serov saw the coporal and his men below and began giving orders.
"Corporal what do you have to report?"
"We found enough rations and fuel to last us awhile. We also have a few pieces of artiliry and a bunch of rifles."
"Good work corporal. Get everything you found and bring it back to the ship. I also want you to getvthat barracks and factory operational. When you do bring those back to the ship as well. We'll set up base from there."
The buildings and men began the long trek home as the desert suns were now at high noon. Serov looked out over the valley and mountains and saw a very disturbing sight. Zerg overlords could be seen hovering over a battlecruiser. It was the UED Hornet and it was under attack by a small army of zerg. Serov activate the communication link and tried to contact Petrov.
"Commodore Petrov! Commodore Petrov please respond!"
"This is Petrov! Serov is that you?!"
"Yes it is! What is your status?"
"I'll be damned if I know! They came from nowhere! The bastards followed us from the battle! We are outnumbered and are about to be overtaken! Get your people out of here! I repeat get your people ou…."
"Commodore! Commodore! Petrov please respond!"
Serov rushed to the window and with binocoulars in hand he witnesses the carnage. The last defenders were overtaken and the ship began to burn and shred under the barage of zergling claws and hydralisk spines. The wreckage exploded from ruptured gas mains and soon it was over. The zerg then climbed into the overlords and the entire force began to float towards the Saturn and her crew. Serov landed the center and rushed out to warn his crew. The barracks and factory were close behind and as soon as they landed the defenses were quickly made.
Several men were given scv suits and began work on building bunkers. Gausse rifles were distributed and the barracks began dispensing the NBC suits. The factory had limited equiptment and produce vulture bikes. The Saturn herself had several goliath walkers and they strode to the front lines. The remaining four wraiths were sent to delay the overlords and the final piece of the defense, a siege tank, took up position behind the bunkers and set to siege mode. Fortunatly the command center had a large surplus of minerals and vespene gas. Not enough to get home but enough to repair nad build defenses.
The Crew sat and waited for the zerg to come. Serov sat in the command center control room and had a good seat to watch the battle. The wraiths returned but they were heavily damaged. They reported that there were twenty overlords now closing on their position. They succeeded in killing one of the overlords before the hydralisks were deployed and attacked them. There were an estimated forty hydralisks and an unknow number of zerglings. They did report that the force was only zerglings and hydralisks.
Like an old west movie the terrans sat inwait for the zerg raid. The hot desert sun beat down upon their backs as the desert sands were kicked up by a gust of wind. Then a great shadow came over the defenses as the bulky shapes of overlords blocked out the sun. The terrans opened fire and the battle ensued. The overlords dropped their cargo and the zerglings rushed forward and clawed at the steel of the bunkers. The guasse rifles fired steel shards at hyper speeds, cutting deep into zerg flesh. The hydralisks landed and slithered to the front. They unleased a wave of spines that shredded the steel plates of the bunkers. The scvs rallied to repair the bunkers removing spines and grafting new plates of steel to the torn frames. Goliath mini-guns balzed as they ramed lines of bullets at the zerg forces. Any overlord that wandered too close to the action was enveloped in a haze of anti air missiles. The siege tank fired shell after shell. The ground shook with every blast and the zerg began to drop one after another. But the tide of zerg rallied and the scv's were cut down as they repaired the bunkers. Without scv's the bunkers gave way and the men inside were engulfed by the zerg. The siege tank continued to fire but zerglings slashed away at the armor and found their way to the occupants inside. The goliaths were surrounded and their guns were also silenced as the zerg forces overran the terrans. The survivors all ran to the command center as if it could protect them. Serov Loaded his own rifle and waited for the zerg to come. He could hear the zerglings clawing at the doors and the hydralisks firing their spines at the walls. Then he heard another sound. Rifle fire from the outside. He looked out his window to see an army of marines and goliaths approach the command center. The marines began to gun down the zerg and a bloodbath ensued. The zerg army began to skrink as gausse fire and goliath rounds embedded themselves deep inside the zerg warriors. Soon the zerglings and hydralisks lay dead at the centers doors and the overlords crash into the sands bleeding and spewing puss.
Serov went out to meet the terrans who had just saved his crew. They had different colors from any other terran faction. They were not dominion troops or UED troops. They did not match any terran organization in the sector.
"Who is in charge here? Who do I speak to?"
The marines pointed to a ghost overlooking Serovs ship. He was dressed in green and had a ghost issue suit. He could have been any ghost troop except he wore a beret instead of the regular ghost headgear. Serov approached the man who just saved his life and something about him seemed familiar.
"I am Commodore Serov of the UED Saturn. I would like to thank you for your help as would my crew. I was told you are the leader of these men. Is that true."
"Yes it is true. You are UED? You a quite a long ways from home commodore."
"That voice, it couldn't be", Serov thought to himself.
"Forgive me where are my manners. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Samir Duran. How can I be of service?"
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