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alright you can find Chapter 1 Here:
http://www.staredit.net/topic/335/
Chapter 2 Here:
http://www.staredit.net/topic/3540/
and Chapter 3 Here:
http://www.staredit.net/topic/4344/

I hope you do enjoy:

Chapter IV
The Hive

The Zerg noticed a new unidentified force approaching their army. Overlords sent Psionic commands at the Zerg warning them of this newfound threat. Werner looked frantically wondering if this force was friend or foe. The new Terran force made their first move firing a few explosive rockets at the Zerg as if wanting to draw them out. The rockets made their mark as a flurry of explosion erupted, and the a few Zerglings were blown sky-high. The other rockets propelled Hydralisks and Defilers backwards in a large explosion of blood. The Overlords gave new orders to exterminate this Terran threat. Like an army of ants, scurrying towards a source of food the Zerg moved swiftly away towards the Terrans. Werner was stunned as if stricken by a sudden paralysis of fear. Apparently, Sophie felt the same way; she wasn’t moving a muscle either. The confused survivors of Werner’s force had their eyes open in shock as the Zerg abruptly stopped tearing them apart and ran to meet this source of attack. Chitters of Zerg filled the air as they frantically rushed away and away. The sound of stampeding filled the air and Werner was momentarily blinded by the enormous cloud of dust that was raised in the air once more.

Soon the Zerg left and they walled in upon the new Terran force a new battle waxed upon north of Werner’s current position, the sounds of bombing the sounds of warfare he heard for several hours during this tumultuous battle was distant. Everything was silent as the dead corpses of infantry lay dead on the ground spilling blood onto the creep at the area in which he stood. Broken heavy artillery was just a smoldering heap of scrap metal with fires burning from it, frayed cords emitting sparks of electricity, and smoke most of all that came. He sighed as the paralysis, which had been provoked by fear, left him and took a step. He heard a light spurt of creep, then a minor sucking sound as he lifted his heavy boots to walk and examine what was left of his army.

By the looks of it, his whole army was lethargic, marines slumped down in the ground, while the pilots of the remaining machinery were not touching a control button and the machines did not move an inch. None of them cared about the immense battle that was going on in the north. Tired, warding off shock, and despaired, Werner fell to the ground and leaned against a boulder. Sophie’s mouth was unmoving as she used her C-10 canister rifle as a balance as she sat down beside Werner. He caught a sight of his men closing their eyes as they relaxed. He did the same, and saw no more.

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When Werner woke up, he had no idea how much time had passed. His blurry vision started to focus, and saw flying figures that looked like birds in the distance. He thought they were Mutalisks at first with the triangular shape but he listened closely and heard a familiar engine sound. He swiftly turned his head to the left expecting to see Harrington there but she wasn’t. Harrington was making sure that the marines were all right, and noticed that she did not get any sleep like Werner did. He turned his head towards the bird-like shaped and noticed what they were.

“Wraiths!” he exclaimed, “and a few Battlecrusiers too!” he had forgotten about his airborne units. He looked up expectedly hoping that they did not confirm his first suspicions that they were Mutalisks. As the figures grew larger and as more of its physical featured became apparent, he knew he wasn’t mistaken that they were indeed Wraiths. Hearing Werner’s yelling sounds, many infantry units turned their heads towards the fleet of units approaching them, and they smiled.

He turned his head and gazed upon the battle between the new Terran force and the Zerg. When he observed them more closely he noticed that the battle was waning. Werner did not know who they were, but if they were dangerous, he would have to leave quickly. Werner stood up, and stretched. His whole body felt numb and he felt like his CMC suit had been covered with thick glue. Werner also felt bruises and cuts. He was well rested, and had a few non-life-threatening injuries. They were still painful and his body screamed at him not to move but he bit his lip as he stood up. Harrington walked up to Werner,

“They’re flying at safe speed to make sure they conserve fuel,” she observed squinting her eyes as she addressed the Wraiths; “It’ll be some time before they arrive here.” Werner looked towards the location of the Hive and could make out the shape of the towering and pulsating organic building.

“We’re not finished with our mission yet,” he sighed, “We have to get rid of the hive. It’ll be some time before we can bring down the whole structure.”

“Indeed,” Harrington agreed, they lost all their Siege Tanks in the Ultralisk rampage, and their Goliaths were out of ammo. The Firebats’ plasma perdition tanks were low on fuel, and they would only be able to manage a few quick bursts of flame. The Ghosts and Marines seemed to have quite a bit of ammo, but conclusively they had no medium or heavy firepower.

Suddenly the quick sound of unburrowing was heard and spider like creatures came into view. Werner gulped

“None of us actually saw the Lurkers unburrow after the ambush did we?” Harrington shook her head. The sound of a desperate marine pierced the quiet air,

“GET HIM!” noticing the desperation, blaster fire erupted from all sides, but the Lurkers were quick and stealthy, they burrowed in a clump quickly before Werner’s troops could deal any fatal damage to them. While Werner’s force had done several injuries to them the Zerg units, the Lurkers were like cold-blooded killers and ignored the pain. From the burrowed Lurker cluster a star of subterranean spines again burst from the ground. Several spines went through the feet of three marines and they howled in pain as a fountain of blood oozed from the gash that the spines left. Several caught a Firebat’s tank which combusted singeing two nearby ghosts. The rest merely impaled several bodies some which were alive.

“We don’t have a detector,” Werner said gritting his teeth he had one last hope.

“Grenades,” Werner ordered to the Ghosts, who tried hard not to show their annoyed faces.

“Excuse me but where?” a Ghost asked in a steady tone, and he tried to drive off all sounds of mockery as he added, “sir?”

“You see where the spines are coming from? THERE!” the ghosts nodded they desperately pulled the trigger cord, and threw them like rocks at the source. There were multiple explosions as it fell in where the Lurkers burrowed. Like magic, the spines abruptly halted, and Werner and Harrington saw more of their comrades dead. Harrington gulped down a lump in her throat.

“Is the hive defended at all?” she questioned,

“The last time we checked with our Comsat Station (which is out of commission now) no,”

“G-489, may I request your presence?” Harrington said in a commanding tone,

“Yes miss?”

“You’re the only one with a cloak inhibitor that is actually working, scout out the perimeters of the hive, and report on approximate level of defense.”

“Yes miss.” He cloaked and all that was left was a ripple of air.

“Remaining squadrons” Werner called into the Comlink, “I want you to hold position while G-487 scouts out the perimeter of the hive.” He ignored any *yes sir*s he got and turned to Harrington. “Well, I’m going to finish this up quickly and get our butts outta here.” He added a grin as he said “as fast as I possibly can.”

“Don’t act too quickly or you’ll be forced to make impulsive and senseless decisions. And those decisions might be fatal.” Her tone was light and was said without a flavour of the lecturing voice Werner heard from his mentor. He missed his mentor Jerry Hamlet. Werner sure wished he was here right now.

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The ghost had reported very few forces patrolling the area during his scout. Werner decided to assail the hive regardless.

Their trip to the menacing hive took only a whiff of time. As their force proceeded, very few Zerglings noticed them. Werner didn’t even waste a bullet, as they sprung up to attack; he thrust a knife-edge of his gauss rifle at the belly. Dealing with one Zergling was effortless to him, but there were still groups of Zerg units scattered aside the hive. Fortunately for Werner, he found various locations in the terrain where he could elude the Zerglings and Hydralisks, then ambush them without losing a single soldier. Not everything went impeccably though; when they approached the hive, as tall as a skyscraper, they reckoned about what to do next. It was heavily fortified, with powerful Carapaces plating everywhere. Undoubtedly, it would be a hard task trying to bring down this hulking structure.

Werner tested the robustness of this structure by shooting at it. The bullets barely left any holes and were absorbed in the powerful hive. Another line of bullets bounced off the rock-hard Carapace.

“Let me try,” Harrington said she raised her canister rifle up, and stood in sniping position. She aimed her ridicule at a part of a carapace, and fired. There was a click, and a minor explosion imploded on the carapace. She examined how much damage she caused in it, and saw only a miniscule dent in the Carapace. She looked at Werner and shrugged. “We need heavy artillery for this, or explosives.”

Werner sighed, “Well Harrington, we have to find a different way to solve this then,”

“I already thought of a solution,” Sophie said grinning

“Huh” Werner asked her dumbfounded,

“We still have one nuke. An obscure nuclear silo beside our comsats, using the prepared nukes there we’ll be able to nuke the Hive, It’ll be a cinch,” she paused her excitement draining as she added, “I hope”

Harrington’s mood swing was obviously lost on Werner because he talked with bountiful energy “excellent, I’ll make sure our remaining troops don’t get hurt.” He ordered them to clear the area, and stay away from the radius of the nuclear explosion. Once they were clear out of the way, Werner gave Harrington a quick nod. She focused her energy, and the nuke was on its way,

Nuclear launch detected

“All squads cover Lieutenant Harrington; repel any Zerg that come within the perimeter of the area.” Werner said gritting his teeth. A mix of anticipation and nervousness filled him, the type of nervousness as a student waits to receive his test results.

Werner and his troops kept their eyes extremely sharp, raising their awareness of any Zerg troops that might attack Harrington when she’s focusing the Nuke into the red point of her laser pointer. At Werner’s observations, the Zerg’s attention to their base was diverted to an opposing force. 9 seconds, the words “Come on, come on” floated in his head 6 seconds he thought that, the coast looked clear, 3 seconds they were going to make it! At the final second a triangular missile shaped nuke plummeted from the air. Leaving a red stream behind, it hit its mark; there was a deafening explosion, loud enough for the whole planet to hear. A mushroom cloud erupted from the disintegrated ashes of the hive. Blood was splattered, everywhere, and thick guts from the hive were blown into the air. The whole force was blinded momentarily at this blinding explosion, and the smell of burning chemicals filled the air. A tsunami of dust was brought forth making a sandstorm adding to the loss of vision. A minute passed, two minutes, and after five minutes, the dust settled, and the bright light was gone. They looked at the Hive but there was one problem; it was not destroyed. Harrington’s nuke had brought a large amount of devastation towards the hive, and crippled its ability to produce larvae. She also had deformed the whole hive, but the hive was still standing. Werner groaned, when he saw that.

“Looks like that nuke wasn’t enough,” he commented, Harrington looked drained as if all her Psionic power diminished.

“I did do quite a bit of destruction,” Harrington said weakly, she shifted her gaze towards the hive which was bleeding crazily. There was a river of Zerg blood on the ground. “I think the carapace is shattered, and you can use standard rifles to take care of it.”

Werner tested her theory, and he raised his gauss rifle. He fired at a tender spot of a hive, and in a large rattle, and flashes of bullets, they pierced the tender skin, and there was minor bleeding where he hit before. Still he did not make much of a difference, they still needed explosives to take it apart.

“Did you get that Harrington,” Werner asked which meant if she got what he thought, but Harrington was extremely weakened by controlling contour of the nuke, and her telepathic abilities were also weak along with her Psionic.

“No,” she croaked, “what did you think?”

“I thought that we needed explosives,” Werner said aloud. Harrington unclipped a belt with several pouches attached to it.

“In each of these pouches, there is class-7 Metallic Grenades with a three on the detonation scale.” She explained with every ounce of energy she could muster. “I think I have five of them left; if they’re not enough, ask your troops if they wield any class-1 grenades with the pull strings.”

“Alright,” Werner face turned grave and serious, “You should get some rest Harrington, that nuke took a lot out of you. I’ll do all the talking.” Harrington gave him a feeble smile,

“Thanks John,” and she sat down on the gruesome ground filled with creep, but she did not seem to mind the unpleasantness, very little energy was in her.

Werner opened one green pouch, they had a Velcro lid, and there was a krrt sound as he opened it. Werner observed the metal ball with its sleek hook, and red buttons. He pushed a button, and winged it at the hive. There was an red-orange explosion about a meter wide, and more Zerg guts blew up. Werner summoned his troops, mostly marines.

“Listen up, I want you to get some explosives, and throw them at the hive.” Werner ordered, “I assume that some of you have class-1 grenades, they will help as well in this endeavor.”

“Yes sir!” the crowd of marines chanted, and some of them went to scavenge for grenades. They were thrown with a powerful motion and bit-by-bit parts of the hive were blown apart. Soon they were out of grenades regardless of class, and they needed a large explosive to set up the grand explosion and the death of the hive. The only explosive they had left was a C-4 which made Werner nervous, for he was always clumsy with them.

“Sir are we going to use the C-4?” A marine asked,

“Well private I had some bad experiences with the C-4,” Werner sighed, “and I sure don’t want to re-live it.”

“I’ll set the C-4 up sir,” another marine volunteered,

“How good are you with them?”

“Scored a 94 with them sir.”

“Very good private, I’ll put you in charge of the C-4, and the Zerg hive explosion.” The marine gave a cocky grin, and walked over to the C-4 and heaved it up, then he carefully placed it beneath a part of the hive that was caved in. “Move back,” Werner commanded, and his men backed up. The marine who placed the C-4 jabbed at a number of buttons, (Werner had always set up the wrong combination) and there was one beautiful, but gruesome sight. There was a large dome of orange-red explosion, what was left of the hive, was caught in it, and was blown up with a large explosion of blood, guts, and Zerg tentacles. The explosion showered Werner, and his troops in blood, and creep but it was worth it, they saw that what was left of the hive was a smoldering heap with charred thick brown coils.

His force enjoyed enormous glee, and there was a shout loud enough, and very similar as if a basketball team they desperately rooted for had triumphed over hopeless odds. Marines whooped, cheered, and hugged each other, many clapped happily, and they found joy in this all. Werner and Sophie grinned, but they had a grin which was short-lived. As the remaining projectiles of Goliaths shredded remaining Zerglings and Hydralisks to pieces, and blasts from Siege Tanks dealt more damage than Ultralisks could handle, the remaining Zerg had been utterly demolished. Seeing that they had successfully preyed on the creatures, the army advanced towards Werner’s miniscule squadron.

I don't want to exceed the Character limit here so this is half of the chapter.