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"Beta 4, three mutalisks are coming in on your right." Vee told her wingman as she punched codes and manipulated the crystals in her stark brown ship.

"I'm pulling off the main squadron." Beta 4 replied through the intercom as he pulled his ship into a barrel roll out toward the main battle.

"Roger that Beta 4, All available pilots, come with me." Vee signaled through the comms.

"Delta 7 here, separated from squad."

"Echo 3, finished my primary objective."

"Alright, we have to provide cover for that cruiser, Echo 3, take the left flank of the cruiser. Delta 7 come with me. The rest of beta squadron, clear those scourge." And with a few clicks and hums, she sped up the Merlin class fighter toward the multi-colored cruiser being tugged at by a newly refitted legend.

Off her side, a large orange laser cut through the emptiness, nearly taking out her right wing. Two mutalisks suddenly appeared behind her as she dodged more of the lasers firing from a nearby cruiser.

"Computer, release vortex bombs." Vee commanded her ship. And then she watched the silver balls stick to the Mutalisks and turn them inside-out using intense gravity.

Flak cannons off her left began to fire as she took a shortcut through two massive ships, her wings scraping off the heavy metal plating. The small orange corsair in her ****pit suddenly moved over to the very top right and locked onto a enemy scout fighter. She opened fire with sharp high velocity yellow shells.

Vee then saw red light and lightning fill the void of space, she saw the amazing spectacle of a large beam, perhaps a mile in diameter zoomed toward the station just to get repelled by the automatic hardened shields.

God this is just great, the first time I see home in fifty years, and it has to be fighting for it. Vee thought grimly bringing her ship up into a loop to get the small ships tailing her.

"Commander! I believe now would be a good time to begin the main assault?"

"No! Not yet, Prelate isn't here yet!" Zasz replied worriedly from the Tranquility.

"How many times do I have to tell you!? Your suppose to be leading the battle, he has something to take care of!"

"I don't believe you!" Zasz screamed before cutting the communications.

Xylet had not been slacking, his metal cruisers filled the sky and kept the massive fleet at bay. Even with the Blood Wraith support, only a few of those oddly shaped cruisers fell with each wave of attacks.

"Private! Private!" 261 yelled as he attempted to tug the pale clone from the suit he was in.

"No leave me be... Go save yourself. I'll hold off any others that might come." 91 gave a small weak smile and brought the suit back to its standing position. "It's to weak to control me now..." 91 coughed and began a slow but unstable walk toward the main coorridor, opening fire with plasma rounds and lightning strikes at the organic creatures that came forward.

261 turned and headed into the other corridor, and seconds later, 91's agonizing final scream could be heard ringing out into the station walls. But 261 continued slowly forward undettered by the fear that fluttered in the pit of his stomach like a restless tapeworm.

"Hello? Is any one still alive in the station?"

"What was that?" 261 grumbled to himself as he looked around for emenation of the voice.

"Hello? If there is anyone in there we need you to take down the main sheild hardner modules near the bottom of the station."

261 suddenly realized that his intercom was actually working and promptly replied, "Grand Amdiral here, I'm in tirtiary hangar 3125, I'm going to head down toward the sheild emission systems since there wern't any flyable ships in here.

"Much appreciated."

"Might I ask who is this?"

"Your old friend, boss, your old friend."

"Everyone pull back! We don't have enough ships! All units pull back!" Zasz commanded from the Tranquility. "Warm up the hyperdrive and prepare for the jump to hyperspace!"

Clones scrambled around the command deck, in a frenzy coordinating ships and weapon batteries from the many holotables.

"Sir! The hangar bays are damaged, the doors won't close, we can't go into hyperspace!"

"Divert all power the shields! Cut all power from engines!" Zasz replied quickly as he scanned the battle field.

"5 more incoming ships. Friendlies?"

"What!? All ships are here!" Zasz cried.

"Incoming transmission commander."

An a flurry of static and white flashes, the Lieutenant's face popped up on the screen wearing a large grin.

Soon 5 large silver baseball bat shaped battleships zoomed into the fray. Large searing pink lasers shot out fro bays around the ships, burning through the organic parts and the metal parts of the enemy starship hulls. Soon enough the formation of the enemy ships were broken and the gunships managed to advance toward the station just to be repelled by the sheilds that even the new silver ships couldn't break.

261 finally reached the main shield console after much tedious walking and avoiding any needless interaction with the new wildlife that populated the halls. He looked ahead and smiled, the main crystal was a mere 2 meters away, surrounded by smalled ones that controlled the mitigation of the shield for different type of assaults. 261 limped forward, his left hand held out to grasp the floating object when he was knocked back by an electrical discharge.

"What the-" he gasped, trying to get up after the debilitating shock. It was to no avail, the electric pulse fried the anti-grav systems on the gun and there was no way he could stand up on his own. He looked up at the crystal hovering nearby. "Goddamn thing..." he grumbled, reaching for his pistol.

With his good hand he aimed and fired. The bullet shot through the air the way it should before being hit by an arc of lightning, instantly disintegrating the bullet.

The Admiral frowned. Using ballistics was not going to work. he felt around his armor to check for anything else he could of used, and it was in vain until his hand rested a cylindrical object at his waist. He pulled it into view.

"Thermal Detonator..." he growled. It would take out the crystal, and everything in the entire room on account of the lightning. He sighed and played with the bomb in his hand for a few moments. And then took off the safety, took off the restraints, and tossed the thermal detonator at the crystal. A bolt of lightning struck it and suddenly the room was filled at once with fire. The Admiral screamed, and his own voice was the last thing he ever heard.



The shield around the station faltered and collapsed, sending shattered bits of hardened plasma into the surrounding area.

And from silence, cheers erupted from all of the ships as hundreds of boarding vessels swarmed to the docking bays of the station, one of the ships just happened to be the Solace.

Authors Note: I just realized about halfway or so into the story I mixed up Xiam and Xylets names... Silly me. Sorry for all of you that got confused by that...



The dropships swarmed into the many hangars aboard the station, clanking down anywhere they could fit to unload the thousands of troops into the halls. Prelate leapt out of his craft and onto the metallic ground along with the white clad troops illuminating the dark ways with the erie blue glow of plasma bolts. Where they could, gunships followed the infantry, blasting away at the in-grown mutated Zerg plastering the ground.

Prelate began to move forward at a slow pace and began to fall away from the main fight. Soon the hard cold metal turned to warm soft creep as the room began to darken, lacking the starlight that flooded the hangars.

Thung, thung, thung.

Muffled thermal detonations rag into the black hall Prelate moved in, the battle was going well. He continued to advance through the hallway without engaging any of Xylets forces most of which were presumably preoccupied by the firefights.

Why did this all happen... Prelate shook his head, what could have happened to him, he was such a bright student. He continued the train of thought, processing the every thread of thought he had ever had since meeting Xylet. But nothing, nothing gave definitive proof of his perversion. Prelates brow furrowed in frustration. While his mind ****yzed the tempest of memories, his subconscious brought him swiftly toward the containment core.



Huilon stood back from the glowing Xylet, he raised his two scythe-arms to shield his eyes form the glowing red energy lashing forth from his commander.

"Prelate is back on the station Hulion. And he brought reinforcements." Xylet almost growled, voice overflowing with harsh anger that caused it to resonate in the metallic room, " Hulion... why are we losing ground in this fight!? Why are we losing when you nearly have Revipers, Omegalisks, Spire drones and even Gluts with Shadow Snaps!"

"Honored master.." the reviper whimpered, "there are just to many of them, and the servants, the small ones have also joined in the fray, we're being outnumbered and outgunned."

"UNFORGIVABLE! Listen you useless excuse for a Hydralisk. If we lose anymore ground while I leave to face Darkre I WILL PERSONALLY SEE TO THE DESTRUCTION OF YOUR BODY AND THE CASTING OF YOUR SOUL INTO THE SOLAR WINDS! UNDERSTOOD!?"

"Yes, yesssire... but please do not threaten, it only serves to increase your stress."

"Dear Hulion, that was no THREAT that was a PROMISE." Xylet howled before blinking away in a storm of dark energy.



Zasz stepped back and unleashed another blast of lightning toward a flock of spire drones and spun to slice a nearby reviper into two pieces.

The roaches came down from the skies, instantly crushing clones and droids. Zassz moved back and watched a particularly fat one land where he was moments ago. He swung us blade forward and made a clean slice of the roach, spilling the acidic contents onto the creep. The roaches charged, spewing green acid and stabbing at the infantry and walkers while the plasma bolts bounced off them. Revipers slithered toward the tanks with no regard for personal safety, just spraying thousands of needles before either being shot down in their tracks or plunging the scythes into the chest of an unfortunate droid or clone.

BWOOOO BWOOO BWOOO

Large bulky infantry had just landed from the silver ships. Rippling air flew through the airs and literally shook the Zerg apart.

Zasz turned to the experimental sonic troopers and gave them a grin before leading another infantry charge into the ranks of the defending mutants.

I want thank you very much