It was just like any other day on Jai-Shin IX, boring, dull, and storming. A small army of Dominion Marines was on its way, nothing new here. They would come storming in and they would all die. Why? Millions of Zerg, lucky for us we don't have any ghosts or specters. So that means no PSI for the Zerg to hone in on. I do feel sorry for the poor bastards though, it's a hell of a way to die. Limbs being torn to shreds by Zerglings. I look to the sky and grin, hearing the sounds of gun fire and screams off in the distance, its starting right on time. I wonder if Talazan-IV will be safe from the Zerg, hope so. Hope it will always be safe. Today doesn't feel right, I fear this small caravan may not be able to hide for long, we have no tanks, no firebats. We are almost out of ammo, shit! The fears have come true Raynor, we have been discovered. I'm sorry my old friend, I was unable to find the one you were looking for. I know I will see you again someday, for now my time is up. Good bye my old friend and I hope your quest to live happily with Kerrigan works.
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StarCraft II-=Heir in making=-
FanfictionA story introducing the next "Heir" to The Swarm. The events in this story happen after SC2 WOL(Wings of Liberty). There maybe some minor and some major time twisting and event changing during the story, you have been warned. This is a constant WIP...
