"Protoss is so loaded up with cheese that Aiur may take the Cheese capital title away from Wisconsin. (i hate gayweb!) "
- T.T.Boy
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| Khas'andro: Invasion | | | Author: | | | IP: | gateway.XXXX | | Date: | 01/17/01 09:01 | | Game Type: | Starcraft | | Labels: | none | | Report Rating: , # of Ratings: 1, Max: 4, Min: 4
Lifetime Rating for Monty Pylon: 6.0390 |  | A new warning to those reading this fan fic. As you may or may not know, you the reader chooses what Khas'andro does. Now the path you choose for Khas'andro will choose how long he will live. Will he die in battle or live on and become a Templar. Hell he could join the Dark Templar if he lasts long enough. Have fun.
Khas'andro: Invasion
Khas'andro had to choose between his hero or his people. In the end he choose to fight the Zerg. Tassadar would have wanted him to fight for Aiur. So Khas'andro elected to stay and defend Aiur from the invaders. Aldaris was sent to find Tassadar and to bring him before the Conclave. The Protoss stand was placed at Antioch and to lead the defense was another hero of the Protoss tribes, Fenix. The battle was fierce and the in the end the Zerg were repelled. However, Fenix was killed in battle and by a group of hydralisks. Fenix was reborn as a dragoon and he fought on. Aldaris was able to capture Tassadar after they had sought the help of the Dark Templar. Tassadar was returned to Aiur and he stood trial before the Conclave. Many of Tassadar's followers were outraged and planned to fight the Conclave for his freedom. Khas'andro immediately joined this rage tag band of rebel Protoss. They were joined by the human Raynor and Zeratul. Together the army clashed with the those tribes that supported the Conclave. The day light had broken the horizon and the final battle preparations were underway.
"En taro Adun Zeratul. Are you and the human Raynor ready to attack?"
"Patience young Khas'andro. We must be careful to rush into battle. We are outnumbered and we must fight our brethren. They will not easily give way to our forces. We must remain focused and we must be ready for anything."
"He's right kid, no sense heading right into the mix. Especially when you only have those two blades on your wrist. They can't do anything when we get deep into the action. Unless those babies have anti air power."
Khas'andro was angry but the human did have a point. His psi blades were useless against most of the Protoss war machine. Zeratul saw the confusion and worry on the young Protoss' face and knew how to help the inexperienced warrior.
"Do you have any knowledge of how to pilot a scout, young Khas'andro?"
"Well, I have been trained to pilot a scout flyer."
"Then take one of the remaining scouts as your own. We are short of pilots and we need air units to counter and Carriers or scouts the Conclave forces may have."
"Thank you Zeratul, I shall not disappoint you."
Khas'andro ran to find a ship and was so nervous he could hardly compose himself. It was a great honor and it would be a great advantage for him. He had know the fear of seeing a mutalisks and having ever dragoon lying dead at your feet. Khas'andro started the small flyer and took off. The attack was beginning and he wanted to be on the front lines. The engines screamed as he raced toward destiny.
At first they encountered zealots and dragoon forces. Khas'andro rained a hail of fire down on the helpless zealots as Zeratul and Raynor eliminated the threat of dragoons. The army marched towards the center of the valley and met little resistance. Photon cannon defenses were easily crushed under the power of reaver fire and the few scouts flying in the air were easy targets for Khas'andro and the dragoons below him. The battle was solidly in their hands until the advantage of surprise wore off and the reinforcements arrived for the Conclave. Reaver's and Carriers began to blast holes in the rebel lines. Templar were called upon and psionic storms swiped the Carriers from the sky and dusted the reavers from the ground. Yet no matter how many were killed, more and more continued to overwhelm the small rebel army. Finally in a desperate push, the rebels hurled themselves at the Conclave lines. The losses were astounding but a hole had been broken in the defender lines.
"Khas'andro we have a chance to rescue Tassadar. We will shuttle him out of area but we need time to get him clear. You and a small force will prevent any Conclave ships from intercepting our rescue ships."
"I shall do my best Zeratul."
"For our sake, I hope you do."
"Just keep them off of us for a few seconds kid. We should be in and out."
Khas'andro looked into the distance and saw a small fleet heading for their position. Khas'andro looked at those around him and saw dragoons, High Templar and a few other scouts. It was clear that he was outnumbered and out gunned. The scouts and dragoons attacked first with a swift charge. Khas'andro opened fire on the scouts as the Templar released psionic storms that rocked the Conclave lines. Enemy scouts fell from the skies and dragoons split open and spilled life giving fluid. The Carriers arrived and began to target the now powerless templar. The mighty warriors evaporated into a cloud of dust and smoke. The dragoons with Khas'andro slowly became silent as the interceptors brought a heavy fire on the lone warriors. The scouts fought the carriers but they were outnumbered and would not last long. Khas'andro turned to see if Tassadar was safe. The containment cell was broken and he was being loaded into a shuttle. He just needed more time. Khas'andro saw the last of his scout fleet drop from the sky. Three carriers versus a lone scout, Tassadar needed a few seconds. Khas'andro had no choice and he aimed straight for the lead carrier. Interceptor's buzzed around the scout as it rushed pasted them. The scout plowed into the Carrier and both ships embedded into the dirt. Tassadar was safe on the shuttle and he looked at the wreckage of the carrier that crashed on the island he was just freed from. No rest for the weary, the Zerg had resurfaced at The Adun Valley and it was rumored that the Overmind had made this place his base of operations. The shuttle raced towards the north and left in a twisted wreckage of metal and psi crystal a lone zealot.
What will happen to Khas'andro? Today we have three choices. Please vote by saying the number.
1)Fight the Zerg in the valley as a dragoon.
2)Train to become a Templar and fight in the Brood Wars
3)DIE
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