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Suddenly Darkre stopped. "You are connected like the Zerg are? This is bad, very very bad."

"Why would that be?" Goraem asked.

"Look into your own mind for gods sake. Look at one of the alternate futures. They are not Xylets doing, he is not yet close enough."

Goraem struggled to find one of the futures that was deemed likely.

"Fine, I'll tell you. Xylet is controlling everything through a Khaydarin shard he placed in the main comm tower. The Khaydarin crystal is set on Zerg. So all zerg will be influenced if he suddenly feels like broadcasting a massive command order. It might mess with your troops mind, not necessarily yours but your troops indefinitely."

"But again, the alternate futures." Goraem asked.

"Sensing the future has always been a ploy. I have seen this from the Xel'Naga computer. The future you see is the course of events they want to happen. Originaly, Xylet was never ment to be here. He was in a sense born of a Khaydarin crytsal. Splitting the good side away and leaving evil too corrupt thhe husk of the being now that s Xylet. The Xel'Naga are pure. They are only the good side. So when oneis detatched from the good or light side, the Xel'Naga's predictions using Khaydarin crystals are changed." Then Prelate thought for a bit, "not changed, but a direct path is no longer viable. To achieve the "predicted" ending now, is near impossible to do in a straight path. You have to weave through many futures, each move you make will send you spiralling onto another course. As if you held your breath as of now, you could have changed the outcome of this entire adventure. If you hesitate longer than intended, you will again change onto another course. You and the blood wraith now cannot see exactly what will happen all due to one factor the Xel'Naga have not forseen. Xylet. Understand?"

"I believe that I can maintain direct control of my troops that I have here. Our Zerg-like communication is only short range. We require a more complex command structure for cross-dimensional communication. The Blood Wraith colonies should remain safe, for now. I will exert all power to keep my troops under my control. If I begin to become Zerg-like in action or mouth, I want you to stun me. I will pass on to you a temporary command power over the Blood Wraiths here should that happen." Goraem offered.

The Shaman touched Prelate's arm. Prelate could feel immense power rush through his body.

Zasz walked down to the landing chamber, flanked by 2 Clone Commandoes ans Serverus. As the four approached the middle, the metal latchings let go, and 4 Khaydarin Crystals at the four corners of the platform activated, lowering Zasz down from the ship underside in the elegant matter that amazed Terrans. Slowly the golden platform descended into and through the cloud cover of Bhekar Ro, the glow of the blue crystals created a serene light that transcended along with them as it reflected off the water droplets in the atmosphere.

The platform moved quickly through the clouds and descended into the Terran colony, collecting it's fair share of gasps and oohs of awe. It landed upon a beautifully adorned missile turret, hovering millimeters above it. A smooth golden stairway unfolded itself toward the ground, Zasz and the others began their decent to meet the colonists.

"Whom is the commanding officer of this establishment." Zasz broad casted through the thoughts of the gathered people, remembering they do not appreciate being mentally probed without their consent.

"Our hyperdrive has been disabled and our communications destroyed. We require a Ziz-Class Hyperdrive and all the available mechanics to help." one of the commandos replied for Zasz.

"I am, Jared Volare. Mayor of this establishment. I can spare you three mechanics and they can lead you to a wreckage site, now leave Protoss." he growled, turning his back on the group. And heading into the crowd.

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Xylet gripped his throne in the command bridge, disgruntled at the news. "YOU SENT THE ADAVANCED VANGAURD OUT!?" Xylet roared at his lieutenant, eyes flaring in red psionics.

"Yes sir, our troops were having trouble with the battle for the cloning center." the goo creature said.

Xylet held out his hand the the creature began to have a fit of seizures.

"You have failed me for the last time." Xylet growled at the now spasming creature.

"Uhhh, sir? This was his first time failing you." A Reviper besides him, adorned with numerous tattoos reminded.

"His first and last." Xylet roared as he closed his hand, causing the goo creature to explode, "Huilon, you are now the Lieutenant, do not fail me like your predecessors.

and so captain piet...i mean hulion ventured as darth vader's i mean zylet's new luitenant *you better not fail me captan piet i mean luitenant hulion*

Yea it''s a tribute to that scene. xept Xylet kills more of his officers than darth.

hahahhahahhaa but still so much starwars refrence in that one bit whats next
zazs and xylet are ina spawning pool and zas says something about colecting his DNA structure and xylet says over my dead body and then zasz says actualy ive been waiting for that moment and then xylet says i bet you ahve and yeah they shoot and zazs dies

I don't get the refrence in that?

THE CANTINA BIT WITH SOLO AND GREEDOOOOO!!!!!

ooooooh. na, I wouldn't do that more of Xylet falling into a Sarlaac =P

lol you know boba fett i mean xylet does survive the sarlac pit

I know, thats why this is a Trilogy.

hoho i seeeee lol but still there has to be a cantina bit somehwere

Book III: Saviors Blade, definitely.

dam straight!!

Fredrick stood over his slain enemies, coated in at least three layers of multicolored blood. His breath blew bubbles in the drenching blood. Kneeling over KnightSpector, Fredrick checked to see if he was still alive.

KnightSpector was breathing deep breaths, his body was covered with electrical burns from Fredrick's psi storms. Now it was Fredrick's turn to nurse his master back to health.

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Shaman Goraem walked behind Prelate, his senses were going on and off with alarm. The new alternate realities are sending his waking body into false senses of security and danger. He could hear roars and hear tranquility. His ears rung with noise, and yet heard nothing. His eyes flashed battles, yet saw empty darkness. The Shaman had to reach out and hold onto Prelate's back in order to walk straight.

The Shaman's senses were failing, but his control over his troops remained, for now.

"Darkre, I am starting to have problems." Goraem announced.

'What sort of problems?' Prelate asked.

"It has become difficult to recogonize what is truth, what is false, what is present, and what is shadows of other realities. I have never experienced such confusion. I believe that we should hurry and leave this place before something truly bad happens. My vision is becoming useless and my hearing is filling with sounds and silence that are not there." Goraem explained. "We must find KnightSpector and his apprentice quickly, then I can arrange a cross-dimensional jump to leave this place. There is no possible way that we can destroy this laboratory of yours, especially in the condition our forces are in."