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Star Wars: Evolution of the Rogue Zerg


Chapter 2



Time Period: 20 years APF (after the planetfall)

Karsona floated across the slime ridden waters of the Spawning Pool. Her thoughts were on life, and her own existence. It was tough being the only female Zerg non-queen. Her genome was that of the zergling.

Why was it tough? Because all newborn Zerg are given a rank by the Hive Mind and if they wish, have their future told to them. And yet Karsona was never given such a thing, title nor future. All non-queen zerg are male, so they have an easily given rank. A hunter, warrior, worker, trader. All ranks were seen to be the jobs of a male, and yet the only thing the Hive Mind told Karsona was, “My very special child, you may accomplish anything you desire. I for some reason cannot read your future, and for that I don’t know why. But I want you and all my children to be happy, which is why I beset no commonplace rank on you. You may do whatever you desire to live in this humble city.”

Any male would have thought that to be a blessing, and she knew it was. But in her existence, she could not decide what made her happy. She just wanted to be normal, like all the other Zerg males.

And another strange thing about her was that, not counting the non-underlings, she was the OLDEST and yet still youthful of the zerg. Most zerglings and hydralisks die at the age of 17-19. And yet she had been there during the planet fall, she had been there when the Hive Mind had discovered the name of the planet. She was over 25 years old, and yet she was still in prime youth.

She knew that the reason she couldn’t find what made her happy was because even though she had lived so very long, it still didn’t seem to be enough time.  She was not cut out to be a warrior, since she was smaller than most zerglings. She was no hunter, since she never wanted to cause unnecessary harm. She couldn’t even imagine being a trader, because she didn’t desire wealth. And by tradition, she could not be a worker.

It was almost night time when she swam out of the spawning pool. Most watering holes were open until midnight so she decided to go to her favorite one, the Black Snowfall Diner. Once she came in through the mouth doors, all the other Zerg, who were peacefully enjoying their drinks, immediately started to move around. Some moved to farther away tables to stay away from Karsona. Some of the more uncaring ones pulled out and put on breath ticks or injected themselves with anti-hormonal drugs to keep themselves from having a hormone rush and collapsing in seizures.

Karsona walked up to Nyrlashia, the bar tender, who was an old diplomat and was a crippled to ground Zerg Queen.

“Hhhhhhi Karsssssona. Honey, wwwwwhat can I gettttttt for you todayyyyyy?” she asked, “The sssssame assssss all wayssssss?”

“Um, uh… yea,” Karsona felt a little less lonely in this bar because of Nyrlashia. She was the only zerg female that was a commoner like Karsona. Also Nyrlashia was the only commoner that was older than Karsona.

Nyrlashia began to turn around to get Karsona the usual but then asked like always, “Frrrrrom the ssssssspore, or fffffrom the ssssssunken?”

Like always, Karsona smiled and answered, “Does it really matter?”

And again like always, the old bar tender said, “Welllllllllll, the crrrrrrreep from the sssssunken is fffffffreasher.”

The two gals exchanged laughs and Nyrlashia proceeded to get Karsona her favorite alcoholic beverage, refined creep mixed with ground herbs and topped off with nectar. Nyrlashia called it a Creeping Nectarini.

“Sssssssso hon, whatssssssss on your mmmmmind that would make you come out at ssssssuch a late time?” Nyrlashia asked.

“…,” Karsona hesitated, “I was thinking about my future again, and what I should.”

Nyrlashia knew Karsona well, “Awwww welllllll child, you ssssssshouldn’t think sssssssuch depressssssssing thingssssss all the tiiiiiiiiime. And thossssssse thoughtsssssss you havvvvve alwayssssssss lead to thoughtsssss about your genderrrrrrrr.”

“Yes, of course I always think about that,” Karsona sipped her drink, “Like I’ve said before, I just want to be normal.”

“Ccccccchild, you neeeeeeed not worry about yourrrrrrr purposssssssse. Patientssssssss issssss a virtue. And alsssssso ccccccchild, you are difffffferent, and you havvvvvve acccccccpeted that. But that doesssss not mean you ssssshould look at it in a bad wayyyyy? I believe that the Hivvvvve Mind sssssshall give you a purpossssssse just like evvvvveryone elsssssssse. But I believvvvvve that it sssssshall be different and special, jusssssssst assss you yourself are.”

Karsona was deep within the old woman’s words, never had Nyrlashia spoken like that to her.

Karsona though about her words and then said, “Thanks for the drink, Nyrlashia,” Karsona reached into the pouch on her left leg, pulled out two, half-centimeter mineral cubes, and laid them on the fleshy counter.

5 minutes later, Karsona was walking through the creep coated streets of the colony… the bartender’s words filling her mind. Then all of sudden, a messenger zergling came from behind her; breathing hard as he had been running a long time. He was wearing a breath tick as he gathered his stamina and spoke.

“Lady Karsona, the Hive Mind wishes to speak with you eye to eye.”

“W-what?! Really? Uh… very well, I will be at the Hive Cluster Chamber as soon as possible.”

Karsona then charged towards the Hive Chamber as fast as any commoner could. Once she arrived there, she was completely out of breath. And the Hive Mind was still melded up in the top of the Hive Chamber.

Then the sound of movement came as the Mind unfastened itself from the top of the Hive. It was a giant round ball at first but as it came down, while only suspended by 4 organic cords, it rolled and then opened to reveal it to be a giant eyeball.

He spoke with an enormous stereophonic voice, “Karsona, my daughter,” he hesitated, “Recently I have been studying the cause behind your unreadable future, it would seem that there is a power within you, similar to the psionic powers our ancient enemies had. In my studies, I analyzed the power within you only to discover that EVERYTHING has it! All things have it, living things they have it within them, and non-living things are bound by it. What makes you so special is that it is exceptionally strong within you, and in most of our race, it is exceptionally weak. Even my powers are based off of this cosmic force.”

Karsona was absolutely stunned; it was as if hundreds of years of information had just been given to her. And by the HIVE MIND no doubt! But she couldn’t help but ask in his greatness.

“Great One, why would you give me this information?” she asked.

“Because Karsona, I have sensed many others who are strong in this force, which are on this planet,” he paused, “and I wish that you would lead an expedition to converse with these beings.”

“My lord,” she paused to absorb his proposal, “I would be honored… but.”

“But?” the Hive Mind was puzzled.

“I’ve no training of any kind! Not of a warriors, a hunters, and let alone a leaders!”

The Hive Mind gave a smile with his eye, “It is the power within you that shall be your foundation, do not worry my daughter. Go to the Spire, there tell the Overlords of my plan, and they shall settle amongst themselves how many will accompany you and how much supplies you shall take. Now go my daughter, and build the foundation that shall be our first contact.”

She acknowledged him with a bow, crawled out of the Hive Chamber and preceded towards the Spire.

Once she got to the Spire and told the Overlords the plan that she was told, the High Overlords had to work out everything in their power to calm some of the Lesser Overlords down.

“This is outrageous!” a lesser one ranted, “I don’t believe this underling! There is absolutely no way the Hive Mind would send her on such a crusade!”

“It matters not, even it is unbelievable, they are the Mind orders and we must follow them,” said Grishnoch the Wise, a High Overlord.

“I concur,” said Syrmatu the Intelligent, “We must consider the outcome of such an encounter. The Mind has his reasons and I for one believe they must be followed. And sending a commoner to represent us is a smart decision anyway. I don’t think that we would want a forceful Queen or one of our warriors be a first impression, do we?”

“Well since that is settled, I think we need to take into fact that another society may be hostile,” spoke up the Mutalisk and Aerial Commander Tiborsis, “I believe a minimum of 10 hunters and 5 soldiers as Karsona’s bodyguards. If the contacts are not hostile, they should understand our precautions. If they are so un-compassionate and idiotic as to attack us for making that sort of precaution, then we shall devour them.”

The head Overlord, Thaliskar, then spoke, “Then all is in preparation, we do not know if whether the contacts are primitive or sophisticated so Karsona should have an Aerial guard alongside her as she is escorted,” the Overlords of importance all ‘nodded’ in agreement. “And how many should escort her while air-bound?”

“Only I shall go,” Commander Tiborsis said proudly. “She will need no more than that,” he added with a grin.

The trip was set, she went back to the Creep Colony home that she owned and fell asleep, tomorrow she would go with many other zerg to the location where the Mind detected aliens that were strong in a power that she was as well.
The last thought that went through her head was of how right that Nyrlashia had been.
Tada! :O OMG! Characters that you'll get to know and love? Didn't see that coming :D

this is the second piece of literature in the SLR.

the Third and last of the 3 shall be submitted on 6:00pm Eastern time.

Original Zerg Idea: Blizzard Entertainment
All Force and/or StarWars Ideas: George Lucas
The Rogue Zerg (Hive Mind, Karsona, Nyrlashia, ect.): Mine
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Elwain's avatar
Yay!

You got a bartender almost perfict! She's just like my boss at the Club I work at!

your spell checker must hate you.