"Executer, Our assault on our previous homeworld has failed. The zerg flyers
are closing on our remaining ground structures and their heavy anti air spires
are rebuilding. The dominion terran are in orbit ready to halt our
retreat, in hours the remnants of our kind we have left will be corroded to little more
The statement lingered distastefully as the slumped executer pondered the idea of
failure and the shame it wrought. "Then we have little choice" the executer pronounced
"Heresy!" the second in command asertivly voiced. "I will not give-" The thought
was silenced by what seemed to be an earthquake aboard the mothership. Alerts of zerg
ship-board infiltration bio units beamed into the minds of everyone aboard the vessel.
The executer eyed his commander as a brief pause took place.
"Tassasadar forgive us all."
On the battlefield raged a war between protoss and zerg, mighty colossi toppled helplessly
as tentacles dragged them under a sea of zerglings. Zealots died