Hellhounds. A Starcraft RP (Recruitment by invite only; send msg) Chapter 1: Fall of the Confederacy

[xxcloud417xx]

Chris finally arrived at the squad's location. He saw the processing tower fall and he thought he noticed a Marine fall from atop it. "Shit." he muttered under his breath.
He got off the vulture and noticed comms were back up. "This is Hellhounds to the Cerberus! Come in Cerberus. We need immediate evac of all military and civilian personel from the planet now! The Zerg are attacking. I repeat the Zerg are attacking!"
He began hearing a crackle over the comms. "Commander no can do, this is the Battlecruiser Cerberus we've been ordered to pull out. I'm sorry this order came from top brass. You guys are on your own."
"God. Damn. IT!" Chris yelled. "Never trust the goddamn Confederacy to care about their soldiers!"
He surveyed the area. The squad had done a good job of securing a perimeter, but he didn't know how long even this would last them.
"Squad we need all the firepower we can get." He began relaying orders. "All commandos keep up the fire and try to set up explosives on any choke point. Engineers, theres a Machine shop, try to fix anything that can be used for combat. Snipers, I want you to get elevated and scout for incoming enemy attack waves and shoot down anything that looks like it's coordinating these bastards. Medics, you guys rally the civilians and give them some weapons, we're going to need even their help! I want you guys to keep us alive too! GO GO GO!"
He picked up his assault rifle and ran to join the Commandos on the front lines.

 

[Nick Bounty]

OOC: I hope I can still join.

Name : Jack "Boomer" Santon
Designation : 6660-419
Specialization : Medic
Psi Index : PI 2
Mods : Articulation Assistance
Bio : Trained first and foremost as a marine, Jack was attached originally to the marine squadron detachment on Mar Sara. Years of revolts and bloody conflicts made Jack question the ethics behind the life as a marine solider and asked for a transfer to the local medical division. He was sent to the local academy for training. 8 years later Jack finds himself a fully fledged medic attached to the Hellhounds.

 

[xxcloud417xx]

ooc : it's always open mate. No worries, and thanks for joining to Nick Bounty!

"I want those reports on incoming waves." Chris shouted. "We need to know what we'll be fighting!"

 

[00010101]

Draine ran up beside Chris and cleared his mind in an attempt to probe the minds of the nearby enemy. However, all he could sense was anxiety and anger. "Sir, I've made an attempt to probe their minds but I don't have anything. I'll assist the engineers in setting up a radar system..." he said, running off to find the engineers.

 

[Nick Bounty]

The explosion from the refining tower was huge, bits of metal and Mutalisk guts began dropping from the sky and landing around the settlement. Boomer's ears were still ringing when he heard the commander bark out orders in an attempt to organize the scattered troops. "Sir, yes sir!" Boomer yelled over the battlefield din when he got word to start arming the civilians. An unconventional move but it had to done if they were going to survive this onslaught. Picking up his med kit and rifle he began to sprint across the town towards the civilian bunkers. Things were exploding all around him and Mutalisks screamed overhead as they were gunned down by the commandos, turrets and snipers.

He was making his way past the now ruined processing tower when he heard a muffled thump coming from the rubble. "What the-" he wondered puzzled. He approached the smoldering ruins cautiously. "Hello?" he yelled to be heard clearly over the sound of gun fire. He heard a slight thump again coming from under the rubble. Getting on his hands and knees Boomer began to dig around. "Marcus?..is that you?". Suddenly a hand appeared from the ground. It was Markus and he was wedged tightly under the rubble buried under heavy steel. "Hang on buddy, I'll get you out". The rubble was too heavy to move by hand Boomer was going to need the help of a specialist.

"Anyone out there who isn't busy firing guns...I need some help over here!"

 

[xxcloud417xx]

"Goddamn it!" Chris cursed "Hurry up with that radar, I don't want to be caught by surprise!"
He then turned to the other Commandos. "Keep up the fire! We've go civies coming in with more firepower too!"
He kept firing, then he heard a click, and nothing was coming out of his rifle.
"Get any civilian unfit to fire a weapon to tranport ammunition to the front lines. We're running out of damn shots!"

 

[Mr Fatherland]

I saw Boomer scrabbling around in the rubble and then heard his cry for help. I moved him aside and pulled the rubble of the entombed(?) soldier. The Zerg had nearly overrun our positions. I looked over at the shed.
"Hey, You mechs made anything yet? We need your help!" Without waiting for an answer, I reloaded my rifle and ran back to the frontline.

 

[Tegual]

After taking down numerous Mutalisk a dusk could rise from west of the forward positions. 'More trouble incoming feels like zerglings and hydralisk and lots of them. We've got about 10 minutes till there in range.' Ejecting the clip from my rfle and slamming a new one in.

 

[Mr Fatherland]

As soon as it had appeared, the mothership had gone. The Zerg started retreating back over the horizon, screeing an awful noise. Then I could see why. A Protoss ship loomed in the distance, casting its shadow over eveything.
"Shit, wil this ever end?" I ask myself.

I get no answer.

OOC: I don't know if I can twist the story like this, tell me if I can't and I will edit my post.

 

[zacaron]

entering the large warehouse full of machine parts nearby civilians were concerned by what sounded like dernaged laughter.
"yes this will do" Dakor said to himself
he began grabbing boxes off 7mm shells. kicking open a large unlabled crate, he saw it an out of date tank from the last war. driving the tank into the makeshift work zone in the bunker he could hear the fighting getting worse.
grabbing some undeployed turrets he welded them onto the tank and kicking open the troop compartment he loaded in spare weapons and ammo for the rest of the team.
jumping into the cockpit the engine sprang to life with a rawr and driving through the warehouse doors he flipped a switch on his belt activating the sentrys on the sides of the tank. looking up at the mutalisks he fired the main cannon vaporising five of them as the auto cannons rained mutalisk gore down upon the tank.
"this is Chief engineer Dakor anyone want a life?"

 

[xxcloud417xx]

ooc : was going to bring the protoss in myself actually... but yeah I can still work with this. I'm trying to keep this canon to the actual series. So Antiga Prime needs to survive (It's where Jim Raynor and Kerrigan team up and actually take the planet for the Sons of Korhal.)

Chris looked up at the sky. The Zerg mothership looked as if it had dissapeared. But then realization struck him. The Protoss Ship had vaporized the Zerg mothership.
"Oh my god." He said quietly.
"I think we may have incoming Protoss!" He said over the squad comms.

 

[Kaboose the Moose]

"Ptooi!" Marcus spat out some dirt as he was pulled free from the rubble. "I was running out of air in there..thanks!". There was no time for standing around for chit chat. The Zerg air units were making a strong push towards the Northern gate and the front line soldiers were running out of of ammo. Marcus looked around for the next highest structure to climb and scout the enemy disposition, the only thing that was still standing that was high enough was the inner defensive wall. Dodging Mutalisk glaves and falling corpses he made his way to the top of the wall and peeked over gingerly.

There were thousands of Mutalisks arriving from the horizon, all moving at rapid speed towards the settlement. "We got ground units coming in from the East" Marcus yelled out as he studied the battlefield again. He closed his eyes in an attempt to utilize his sense psionics. Anything to indicate they were being directed by a something or someone. There was a lot of interference in the air, the battlefield was abuzz with the Zerg rage..but off in the distance, Marcus felt a zone of calm and coordination. Something was out there that was controlling the Zerg minions. He peered off into the distance using his thermal vision sniper scope to scout the region. "That's no mother ship, those are -"

"Commander, I've got something. Over by the northeast, three Zerg Overlords 3800 meters away". "I can make the sh-". A searing pain took over Marcus's mind. A much stronger psionic force was intervening.

A crash was heard overhead as a Protoss Carrier loomed into view.

"Commander, we have company" Marcus said pointing towards the Carrier. "Also I have a clean shot at the Overlords, who I think are coordinating the Zerg. Permission to fire at will sir"

 

[Mr Fatherland]

A tank bursts out of a previously welded door. For a stunned moment I look on in disbelief, the mechs did, they actually did it. I jump onto the side of the tank and hunker down in a turret. Dakor was driving. That crazy arsehole had actually found a tank. I could hardly contain my exitement.
"C'mon Dakor, let's get this beast moving."

 

[xxcloud417xx]

"Go go go!" Chris said to Marcus. "Fire at will. I want those Overlords taken out! The quicker we kill the Zerg the quicker we can regroup and fight the Proto..."
He was then struck silent. The Protoss ship began looming closer and started firing lasers.
"Shit." He said over squad comms. "We have incoming Protoss fi..."
He was struck silent again. He began sensing something, but it wasn't the angry Zerg thoughts. It was something more intelligible, more benign. The Protoss, he thought.
"Hold your fire on any Protoss units." He then said. "I don't think they're here to kill us." No, they came for the Zerg, he thought.

 

[Mr Fatherland]

My turret shreds the retreating Zerg. Their death screams make me smile. I spot one of the big fuckers, an Overlord. My turret rounds pierce his shell and he dies screeching. The Zerg that were standing next him run away in all directions. My turret spews death where ever I point it. I can't stop grinning.

 

[Kaboose the Moose]

The wind had died down. Marcus steadied him sniper rifle, adjusting the bi-pod elevation according to his HUD which indicated the speed and direction of the targets. A shot through the head should stop them, he thought.
A shot rang out as the sharpshooter squeezed the trigger. The bullet made a direct hit and a puff of red liquid spewed from the creatures head as it crashed down to the ground. Another shot rang out, this time targeting the other Overlord. The armor piercing bullet exploded on impact with the Zerg causing the creature to plummet to the earth. The final Overlord lumbered into view of the scope. The rifle roared as the final shot was fired. The Overlord's head imploded with the force of the impact and it crashed to the earth in a big heap landing on top of an advancing Zergling army.

"Targets destroyed" Marcus reported. "Guess we have to wait and see if the Zerg will stop it's advance"

Just then a protoss interceptor flew right by his head flying low over the battlefield firing upon the zerg. He turned to Chris. "You sure we can trust them?" He asked pointing towards the carrier.

 

[Tegual]

"I don't trust them. I can feel them probing out with there minds and while they fight the zerg they aint fighting us but i thing we keep guns at the ready and don't let them to close."
I look up as hundreds of intercepters collide with the fleeing Mutalisks.

 

[Nick Bounty]

Boomer had just finished arming the last of the civilians and was making his way out of the bunker when a loud sound erupted from the machine shop. Dakor and Roman flew into view aboard a..a tank!. Boomer had to take a double take to make sure he wasn't imagining the sight before him. He was about to signal for a lift when another loud sound interrupted his thoughts. A shadow spread across the lands and the air grew very still, looking up Boomer saw what he thought was a Protoss Carrier. "Oh shit. That can't be a good sign" he said as the tank roared past. The carrier began firing its weapons on the ground targets. "Woah!..what the hell?" Boomer yelled as he dove for cover. "Are they shooting at us?" before he could get a reply another sound erupted. This time it was the unmistakable sound of a Ghost rifle. He turned around to find Markus on top of the walls firing at something.

Everyone was either busy killing the Zerg or keeping an eye on the Protoss. He made a dash for the Commander who was standing near the base of the wall looking at Marcus. Just as he was about to make it his eye caught a wounded civilian crawling on the ground.

"Easy, I've got you" he said to the civilian who had been hit by a Zerg attack. He injected the patient with a painkiller before attempting to remove the shrapnel damage. "You should be fine, just don't move for a few minutes" he said. "I will be right here" The civilian nodded slowly.

"Do you know what's going on over there?" Boomer asked pointing towards the commander and Marcus. "The commander had identified the source of the Zerg advance. Marcus is attempting to take the threat down" the civilian replied between breaths. "I think you should check on the main gates, there are some wounded soldiers there". "I'll be fine here" the civilian managed a weak smile. Boomer nodded and crouched his way to the main entrance.

"Who needs medical help" he yelled.

 

[xxcloud417xx]

"I don't think they would want it any other way, Korbus." Chris said "I can't read any intention of them wanting to contact us, let alone get close to us. No, they're here for the Zerg." Just as he finished saying this he saw a large fleet of small ships fly towards the Protoss Carrier. The large ship then began to draw away from orbit.

 

[Tegual]

"It appears the Protoss are done with the Zerg here, but i'm still sensing quite a few rogue Zerg near hear. Though i wonder what brought the Zerg here in the first place." Looking eastward seeing a lone Zergling, i fire a bust of bullets into it head, brain exploding all over the landscape.