We battled our way into the Citadel of Hope. Begrudgingly, we gave up our vehicles, but surprisingly, we met little resistance once we got into the grand edifice.
“Have we beaten them?” I mumbled out loud. “There aren’t many fighting back around here.”
“Don’t bet on it,” Eve answered. “They’ll keep fighting until they’re all dead. They know that they have us outnumbered and all they have to do is kill us, then they can go back to harvesting the resources of this planet. Unless…”
“Unless what?” Hudson gulped.
“Unless the Cerebrate here has something planned for us,” she answered.
“Oh man…”
“Yeah, well we’ve beaten them this far,” Major Rocksun stated. “What could they possibly have left?”
“You don’t want to ask,” Eve muttered.
Suddenly, creatures ripped from out of the walls and floors; with terrible howls, they lunged towards us.
“They’re coming out of the walls! They’re coming out of the goldarned walls!” Hudson wailed. “Oh man, we’re screwed! Game over!”
“Does he do this all the time?” Rocksun asked.
“All the time,” I assured him.
“Hunter-Killers,” Eve said. “They’re tougher than your typical Hydralisk.”
The creatures lunged at us, but we poured our firepower into them. I had them reeling with my sonic stun blasts, but they wouldn’t go down. They were enraged and howling, but like Eve said, these creatures refused to stop until they were actually incapable of doing so.
We fought our way to the top of the Citadel, the creatures were tougher than I could ever have imagined. We found out though that if I held them at bay with the sonic attacks, the others could take them down with our own weapons.
We followed the energy readings to a rooftop and discovered some sort of strange orb. It rested on an odd pedestal and was glowing with some unusual alien energy.
“I can now feel the evil emanating from this device,” Queen Galacta told us over the comm. “Surely this is my brother’s doing.”
“Galactor the Evil Galactic Overlord,” I thought out loud. “Haven’t heard his name in a while.”
“This energy…” Eve peered intently at the orb. “So odd… I can feel home through it.”
“This thing must be warping space and time,” Rocksun said. “This is what made all the changes; caused the Zerg and Eve to be pulled through to here.”
“Well then what do we do, man?” Hudson asked. “I say we frag it.”
“We may have to,” Rocksun conceded. “Maybe there’s a way we can shut it down, though.”
Eve stepped towards the orb. In response, the globe gave off waves of energy, forcing her back. The energy built up and a rift opened up above. Within it, we could see an airborne legion of Zerg creatures drawing closer.
“I don’t think we have a choice!” I yelled above the din. “We have to stop this now!”
Wave after wave washed over us and Eve dropped to the ground. Rocksun rushed over to steady her.
“What is that?” the Queen’s voice just barely registered over the static. “What is going on down there?”
“Oh man.” Huson aimed his pulse rifle at the warp.
“Stand by, Your Majesty,” I answered. I quickly ran over to the staircase that we just traveled up. I heaved my boot into the metal railing and kicked it free. I hefted the ornate metal and stalked towards the orb.
“Wait, Jon!” Rocksun yelled.
I swung at the orb. There was a horrendous clanging noise and my whole body shook.
“Jon!” Rocksun yelled again.
I swung once more and felt the orb give way to my makeshift bat. I felt energy pour over us and heard its roar.
Eve howled out, Rocksun yelled a third time.
Then there was nothing.
Wednesday, January 31, 2007
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That right! When in doubt smack it with something heavy. That is how I get though my day.
No matter what happened, if it shut up Hudson's whining, I am all for it.
you done well to battle survive them pesky zerg creatures.good job ;)
They do that sometimes. Blogger has been special recently
Mmmmm....pure energy....pure-pure-pure-pure-pure energy...
(why, no, I haven't been drinking, why do you ask?)
I wanna know, what you're thinking!
Is there somethin gon your mind?
Well Hudson, I was thinking about getting another cup of coffee, but then a little voice in my head said "trust me, Mr. AOC, the last thing you need is another cup of coffee."
Other than that it is Tabula Rossa here.
My Blogger has been acting strangely lately since it went Beta.
Gotta respect a guy who can fight hordes of aliens even though his other male comrade seems to be...less 'manly'.
*hides from Hudson*
Good Move Jon... Real clever.
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