The landscape changed once again, showing what one could imagine Hell looking like. Red skies covered in dark clouds, pools of lava all over the battlefield, as an indecipherable amount of creatures seemed to approach the viewer's current position. They were vast in numbers, almost blotting out the sky and covering the horizon. However, they were too far away for any distinguishable features to be picked out, which only put into perspective just how many of them there were.
At the viewer's current position though, seemed to be a small military base. Various forces gathered together, attempting to fortify their positions, but still scrambling to establish a foot hold. There was enough of a base that resources were being gathered, and factories and barracks were being built as quickly as possible. And in the middle of the base, on an elevated plateau...
Was the floating pillar.
"You've brought me the Xel'naga artifact," A feminine voice said, its conniving words seemingly being transmitted directly to everyone's minds. "It was good of you to save me the trouble of finding it for myself."
Alarms blarred around the base then, the wave of creatures in the sky and ground now moving toward the base at alarming speeds. Its sheer numbers against the scrambling military force making it obvious this was not a winnable fight. "WARNING. LARGE ZERG FORCE INCOMING." Said a robotic voice over the speakers, an adjutant. However, where the artifact was supposed to be activated, to wipe out the initial assault...
There was nothing.
"Jim, the artifact's not responding!" Someone said over a speaker, seemingly coming from a table not very far away. Covered in relevant tactical equipment, as a marine with black armor and a skull visor listened intently. "We're not ready for that many zerg! You need to hold them off somehow while we figure out what's wrong with the artifact!"
"Dammit..." Jim cursed, pulling his visor back. A tense expression on his face, as the reality of the situation sunk in. He roughly grabbed his gauss rifle, moving to the front lines. One hand up to his helmet, as he pressed a button and began transmitting. "This is Raynor, I need battlecruisers on both choke points! Marines, get inside your bunkers and hold the line! Matt, whenever those factories are done, I need them to build me as many siege tanks as they can, as fast as they can! I don't care how many zerg we're dealing with, we're not leaving this planet until that artifact does its job!"
Finally, he approached one of the bunkers, and set himself up inside it. Leveling his rifle at the incoming first wave, as he steadied his breathing.
"My forces are without number, Jim." the feminine voice said again, inside everyone's minds. The first wave of zerg coming within range, as Raynor's forces finally began to fire, the desperation obvious to everyone present.
All In
The landscape changed once again, showing what one could imagine Hell looking like. Red skies covered in dark clouds, pools of lava all over the battlefield, as an indecipherable amount of creatures seemed to approach the viewer's current position. They were vast in numbers, almost blotting out the sky and covering the horizon. However, they were too far away for any distinguishable features to be picked out, which only put into perspective just how many of them there were.
At the viewer's current position though, seemed to be a small military base. Various forces gathered together, attempting to fortify their positions, but still scrambling to establish a foot hold. There was enough of a base that resources were being gathered, and factories and barracks were being built as quickly as possible. And in the middle of the base, on an elevated plateau...
Was the floating pillar.
"You've brought me the Xel'naga artifact," A feminine voice said, its conniving words seemingly being transmitted directly to everyone's minds. "It was good of you to save me the trouble of finding it for myself."
Alarms blarred around the base then, the wave of creatures in the sky and ground now moving toward the base at alarming speeds. Its sheer numbers against the scrambling military force making it obvious this was not a winnable fight. "WARNING. LARGE ZERG FORCE INCOMING." Said a robotic voice over the speakers, an adjutant. However, where the artifact was supposed to be activated, to wipe out the initial assault...
There was nothing.
"Jim, the artifact's not responding!" Someone said over a speaker, seemingly coming from a table not very far away. Covered in relevant tactical equipment, as a marine with black armor and a skull visor listened intently. "We're not ready for that many zerg! You need to hold them off somehow while we figure out what's wrong with the artifact!"
"Dammit..." Jim cursed, pulling his visor back. A tense expression on his face, as the reality of the situation sunk in. He roughly grabbed his gauss rifle, moving to the front lines. One hand up to his helmet, as he pressed a button and began transmitting. "This is Raynor, I need battlecruisers on both choke points! Marines, get inside your bunkers and hold the line! Matt, whenever those factories are done, I need them to build me as many siege tanks as they can, as fast as they can! I don't care how many zerg we're dealing with, we're not leaving this planet until that artifact does its job!"
Finally, he approached one of the bunkers, and set himself up inside it. Leveling his rifle at the incoming first wave, as he steadied his breathing.
"My forces are without number, Jim." the feminine voice said again, inside everyone's minds. The first wave of zerg coming within range, as Raynor's forces finally began to fire, the desperation obvious to everyone present.
"This can only end one way."