//------------------------------// // Unforeseen Events // Story: My little starcraft: Friendship is chaos // by Krasus Shyhoof //------------------------------// Chapter 7: Unforeseen Events Krasus's finger was itching to pull the trigger, Big Mac's thoughts all pointed to pure fear. That just made Krasus all the more eager to finish him off. "No, quit it!" AppleJack called out, running in front of her fear-struck brother. Krasus shot a look of confusion, hesitating to pull his gun down. It started to shake in his grip. "A-AppleJack..?" Krasus dropped the gun. Big Mac was still staring fearfully at the green haired boy. FlutterShy quickly threw her arms around him. "Krasus! You're okay! I was so worried. . I never left your side.." FlutterShy smiled, her hair was bound up in a long ponytail. No one had seen her so assertive, so different from her normal mindset. Krasus blushes softly, looking to the side. "I . . I uh.. Thanks.." Krasus returned her hug softly. Krasus pushed his hair from his face, shifting a bit. Krasus pulled back slowly. "S-Sorry.." Krasus said contritely, keeping his head down. FlutterShy pulled his chin back up. "No, it's okay." FlutterShy's smile radiated off her shining features. Her eyes analyzed his. "Whut's gotten in ta you, Sugar cube!" AppleJack cut in, placing a hand on FlutterShy's shoulder. FlutterShy turned, AppleJack could see the disappointment of her friends face. "I'm just fine, thanks for asking." FlutterShy replied, tilting her head slightly to the left. Her hair strung halfway across her shoulder. "Ya sure Sugar cube? You've been actin' strange and ah'm a tad concerned!" AppleJack exclaimed, lightly gripping FlutterShy's shoulder. FlutterShy flashed a comforting smile. "AppleJack, I've never felt better!" FlutterShy giggled. Everyone in the room fell silent. Krasus shifted to lean up. "Woah there Krasus.. Be careful, you just woke up.." FlutterShy smiled. "I can wait with you a bit longer." Krasus looked up at her in confusion as she placed a hand on his chest and lightly pushed him back down, sitting on the edge of the bed now. "I-I have a headache.." Krasus spoke softly, running a hand through his hair. FlutterShy placed her hand on is head and started rubbing it. "It'll all be okay, FlutterShy is here.." Her soft hands slowly streaked through his hair her many years of taking care of animals coming in to play. Krasus's blush spread rampantly across his face, the dark crimson shade encompassing his cheeks, almost bridging on his nose. His face heated up slightly. "I.. I think I'll be okay.." Krasus said softly, biting his lip. "Nonsense, rest Krasus! I'll be by your side the whole time!" FlutterShy smiled, messing with his hair and moving it over his face. "You look a lot better with your hair that way!" She smiled. Krasus just closed his eyes softly, allowing her to mess with his hair. AppleJack and Big Mac decided to leave, feeling weary and on edge after the gun situation. "I-I'm going to bed.." Krasus spoke softly and almost curled in on himself. FlutterShy's eyes softened. Seeing the boy close his eyes made this whole trip, this. . adventure feel tranquil somehow. All that mattered now was to protect what was precious to her. Her friends. . This boy. . Her gun- FlutterShy froze mid-thought. My gun? Awareness draped over her like a cloak over a cold man. Her hands stopped fiddling with his hair, her eyes softly gleamed and she blushed, a slight squeak escaping her lips. "Eeep!" FlutterShy's squeak was low. She stared at the boy. "Wh-What happened?" Her eyes gazed around the room. "Where as I..?" The pink haired Reaper stood up and moved for the exit. For a second, she turned back, feeling as though she was suppose to do something. She left the room, still watching his until she turned the corner. FlutterShy proceeded with caution until she strode through the electric twin-steel doors. She appeared in the cafeteria, where her friends all seemed to be enjoying themselves. Even Big Macintosh and AppleJack , who were pouring alcohol down their gullets like cider. "Give up big bro! Ya cain't beat me!" AppleJack shot a look of determination and a smug grin. Big Mac smirked. "Yes ah can, lil' sis!" The tall orange haired Marauder tipped the whole bottle, chugging from the large glass container. AppleBloom was watching all the commotion. FlutterShy sat across from them and watched the groups laugh and play. She ordered a small cocktail and quickly downed it. She shook her head, eyes closing from the raw taste and burning sensation as it went down her throat. "Oh my.." FlutterShy moved the hair from her eyes and ordered another one. The twin doors slid opened, Krasus appeared at the entrance of the cafeteria. The only one who really noticed him was Thunder Cloud, who stood and walked over to Krasus with a confident grin. "Hey bud, long time no see! Where'd ya go!" Thunder cloud's smile only grew wider. "Oh, I've been in the clinic.." Krasus looked up to the brown-haired pilot. His jacket was ruffled and still covered in greenish ichor from the many Zerg bodies. Glancing around, Krasus noticed Nightshade was the only one missing. "Where is everyone..?" His eyes scanned the small crowd. Thunder Cloud shrugged. soldiers "Most of the soldiers 'Celebratory drank' until they passed out." Thunder Cloud chuckled softly. "Umm.. May I sit with you?" Krasus spoke softly, trying not to draw attention to himself. The pale Ghost waited for Thunder Clouds response. "Uh, sure. Can't stay long though, I got flight practice!" Thunder Cloud winked and gave Krasus a thumbs up. He seems excited... Krasus though, following after Thunder Cloud. They both sat at a table, barely cushioned chairs felt warm from previous occupants. The dark seat covers had a small amount of fabric that was pre sewn in, half the seats were ripped or broken from all the drunkards horse-play. "So um, what would you like to drink..?" Krasus asked, looking up to his friend. "Ah, just a lemonade.." Thunder Cloud sighed. Disappointment drenching the words heavily as they came out. "Can't be drunk, Luna wouldn't let me fly!" Thunder Cloud spun in his chair. All of a sudden his fone rang in a loud, single beep. "Wha-" Thunder Cloud pulled it from his pocket. "Hey! Thunder Cloud, long time no see! How ya been?!" The familiar voice beckoned him to answer. He couldn't quite place his finger on who it was. "You there?" "Yeah, yeah, I'm here! I'm just uh. . A bit confused on who this is." Thunder Cloud scratched his head. His brown hair moved freely. "It's Spitfire!" Her voice came through, a giggle followed shortly after. "I haven't seen you since flight school!" Another voice went through Spitfire's fone. "Hey buddy, how's flying!" It took a second for Thunder Cloud to recognize the voice, but found out who it was based off his old memories and how close the voice seemed to match. "Soarin'! It's been a while stud, How you been!?" Thunder Cloud chuckled. Using the term 'stud' was usually only used in the Gutter. Soarin' laughed. "I've been great! You comin' to the reunion at Flight Academy? You better show, ya scan me!?" Soarin's 'intimidating voice' just made Thunder Cloud laugh. "Hell yeah! I just gatta stop for some Vespeme, my Wraith needs it!" Thunder Cloud chuckled, walking off with his lemonade, forgetting Krasus was sitting with him. The slightly drunk FlutterShy takes on her split personality, briskly eyeing everyone until she spots who she's looking for. The timid Ghost sat at a table alone, staring at his drink as he moved it in a circular motion. FlutterShy stood up, moving in on her shy prey. She wrapped her arms around his waist slowly and rested her head on his shoulder, her pink hair rolling his chest. Krasus shivered from the feeling, smelling the strong presence of alcohol from his admirer's breath. Letting go, FlutterShy grabbed his hand and pulled him up, taking him out of the cafeteria and to his own cell. Krasus gasped as she pushed his arms against the wall, pinning them down by the wrist. She softly pushed her lips against his hard. Krasus could taste the alcohol on her tongue, feel her heart beat ten-fold, each beat ringing like thunder as it thud against her chest, Having not received any resistance from her lover, FlutterShy wrapped her arms around his neck. Krasus couldn't pull away. This is something he'd wanted ever since they met eyes. Besides, it was due time to pay her back for staying and caring so much about him. ---------------------------------------------- Almost skipping down the hall, a bright smile beamed across his face. His brown hair bounced with each step and his tannish-brown flight jacket waved in the breeze that was being made. Thunder Cloud stared down the hallway, lost in the thought of seeing his childhood friends. He thought back to the simulations that he and Soarin' use to train in. Thunder Cloud and Soarin' trained in air combat, whereas Spitfire and Thunder Cloud trained in hand-to-hand combat. Racing with fleet-foot was always a challenge, in fact, Thunder Cloud normally lost. Reuniting with his old friends highly excited him. As he bounced into the room, everything seemed brighter; like a dark cloud had lifted. "Hey guys!" Thunder Cloud exclaimed, smiling wide. Some people turned their heads to him, others just carried on with their everyday lives. The people who had looked at him simply eyed him up and down as if he were crazy. Except for one. "Hi!" Her pink wavy skirt wiggled as she stood up. The three balloons on her skirt looked as if they were about to jump out at him. "Hiya, Pinkie Pie!" Thunder Cloud laughed as he pulled her into a hug. "It's great to see ya!" Pinkie smiled and returned the hug. "Good to see you too!" dancing around after the hug, her hair bounded up and down. Thunder Cloud stalled a minute. "Oh, I have to get going! Sorry!" Thunder Cloud ran out the door to his locker. Pulling out a dark-blue and light-blue leather suit. If was standard procedure to put on a suit before flight. His cutie mark was a large gray cloud with a jolt of lightning shooting out the cloud. Slipping out of his old cloths, he pulls on the leather pants and slips on a heavier jacket. Something felt strange to him as he strode to his jet. Shrugging it off, Thunder Cloud chuckled, the thought of uniting with his old friends lingering in his mind. Climbing up the ramp to his jet, Thunder Cloud jumped behind the controls excitedly. Roaring to life, his wraith's ramp receded and allowing his wraith to lift off the ground. Soaring out of the hanger, he set his Guidance system to the Koprulu Sector and hit hyperspace. Still smiling about the thought of his old school friends, Thunder Cloud hadn't hear the rustling in the co-pilot chair. Wearing the oxygen mask, he spoke to his wraith. "Transmit coordinates." scanning the area, his Wraith's computer locked on to a planet; Phei Sara. Are Mar Sara and Chu Sara were vaporized by the Protoss, a new planet nearby was discovered by an unlucky pilot. After being established, Phei Sara became the new flight school's home world. Flying in hyperspace, Thunder Cloud heard a huff from the back seat. Thunder Cloud turned slowly, Pinkie materialized from behind the small control center in the back seat. "Pinkie!?" Thunder Cloud was confused. She sat innocent-looking with a finger on her lip. "Oh.. Hi Thunderr!!" Pinkie giggled, sitting in the cozy leather seat non-chalantly. Turning on the auto-pilot, Thunder smacked his face in his palm. Sighing, he pulled his hands from his face. "What are you doing here?" Thunder Cloud stated in an annoyed tone. Pinkie was facing the opposite direction, but laid her head back on the chair and looked at him upside down. "I just wanted to do something! I was booored!" Pinkie gave him a puppy-eyed look, her blue eyes shining brighter than ever. "Oh fine, just don't get me in trouble, okay?" Thunder Cloud turned back to the controls. Being dumped out of hyperspace and nearing the orbit of Phei Sara, Pinkie replied. "Okay, grumpy!" She giggled to herself as she looked out to the huge installation. The building was yellow with stripes of green, the school colors. Many small unarmed drones took to the air with the schools' logo; an eagle from old Earth with lighting in the background. "Ahh, Flight school.. So many memories!" Thunder smiled, showing his pearly-white teeth. Pinkie Pie giggled at the fact that he was such a clean freak. Four A-class Wraith fighters followed suit. Their blue bodies shone amidst the starlight. Jagged yellow streaks lined the mid-section and joining the line down the mid-section were two yellow streaks on both wings. The Wonderbolts. Thunder Cloud grinned. They wouldn't know the Wraith before them was him. They would zoom passed him and pull every trick they can before landing. Albeit the Wonderbolts were good no doubt, but he knew they had never pull trick like he had. A risk-taker. That's what everyone considered him, and he wasn't afraid to show it. ------------------------------------------ The massive amount of Zerg covered the sky. Kortul watched as the star disappeared. There is no reason for them to come here.. The young scholar thought. Small Protoss ruins were all that remained, Faded and seemingly abandoned. Swirling like an angry beehive, the Zerg continued to spiral down to the planet's surface. Kortul shadowed himself among the dark ruins to hide. Overseers hadn't shown up yet, which was good for Kortul. Overseer's eyes are so sensitive, they could see almost anything down to the finest detail, even if they are shrouded in a psionic field! Kortul paused. Realization hit him like a Terran Vulture. His Scout, it was still in the opened. Running across the deep-gray ashy surface, the land crackled with every step as he hurried to find his Scout. As he crested a hill, he caught a few Zerglings ravenously clawing over to his vehicle. Releasing a psionic yell, the Zerglings became disoriented. Kortul rushed forward, his dual-scythe blade blazing to life and burying its way through one of the three bodies. The loud squishing rang out before two distinct thuds. The small creature had been cut in two, it's blood and organs spilling across the grain-like terrain. Kortul's cloak faulted as he lost concentration. The two remaining Zerg went in a bloodlust and charged him. Slicing right, one of the Zergling's claws were cut off. It fell on it's face, kicking furiously and snapping it's jaw. Focusing energy into his hand, he sent a blue bolt of energy into the other Zergling. It seemed to disintegrate under the immense psionic pressure. Kortul stared at the remaining Zerg, but decided to just leave it. He jumped in his Scout and took off like a rocket. The screens in his vehicle showered him with warnings as various red circles pursued him. On his holoscreen, he saw Mutalisks, Devourers, Corruptors, and even Scourge. Scourge were like flying explosives, sacrificing their lives for the cause of their master. His Scout strafed to one side, diving down as a huge asteroid peaked it's way over another. An asteroid field- this bode ill news. The only up side was; as Kortul witnessed, the number of Scourge chasing him significantly decreased. only half a dozen were left. If I could get them far enough away.. Maybe I could micro them! Kortul thought, strategically plotting his scheme. One false move could prove to be fatal.. Knowing he couldn't use his hyper drive to escape, he resorted to taking really sharp turns to dodge the fast Scourge. It worked for a few, three of the crudely smashing into each other, exploding on impact which caused a domino effect, a line of explosions following after. Kortul's mind was racing, he was so distracted that he didn't realize the Corruptors awaiting him. No Scourge remained. He uttered a joyful psionic cry, only to realize the trap ahead. Kortul watched in distress as three Corruptors flew at him. Kortul dove downward as they shot acidic seeds simultaneously, splitting an asteroid in two. Kortul burst to the closest planet in the slightest hope to find help. Quickly landing between a mass of entangled trees, Kortul disappeared into the shadows, watching the three Zerg scout the land. As one turned it's back, Kortul appeared. Bluish energy radiated from his hand as he pointed to the lone Corruptor's location. Deep-blue lightning rained from the cloudless sky, striking the Corruptor hard. In a matter of seconds, the Zerg abomination fell from the sky, the burning husk of flesh left lifeless as it smashed into the ground. It's fiber-like membrane had been ripped off. "Persistent fools.." Kortul stared at the body for a few moments. He then proceeded to wrap himself in shadows again. Feeling a strong psionic presence that provoked his interest, he spun around with his dual-scythe blades ready as he scanned the area. "I know you are there! Show yourself!" Kortul called out psinonically on a one-on-one mind sweep. A draping cloak turned the corner. "Does a creature not squirm when cornered?" Kortul's hands stopped as he eyed the mysterious newcomer. "Show yourself!" Kortul watched the grayish figure vanish before his eyes. He spun around to catch furiously glowing green eyes that caught on to his brilliant blue ones. "I am the shadow of death, come to devastate this planet and cover it in red." The green-eyed Templar suddenly vanished again, a black smoky-like aura appearing a few feet away before he pops into existence. Kortul watched in awe; not even he, the Templar scholar could learn the ancient secrets of the Void. The mysterious Templar spoke again. "May I assist you?" his golden armor shone brightly in the moonlight. Kortul noticed green crystals embedded in his armor. "You are one of the old warriors.. What is your name?" Kortul spoke neutrally. This Templar was no doubt skilled and dangerous. An old warrior of the shadows certainly was rare, being that most died in the Brood War during the attack on Auir. Kortul was a Scholar, an artifact vulture, yet his psionic power rose off the charts. Although he did not excel in blade combat, he did own one of the few Dual-scythe blades, a Khydarian crystal powering it with a deep-blue hue. The warrior turned his head to Kortul, appearing only feet away. "My name is Krahas..."