//------------------------------// // I'm The "King" Of The Swarm... For Now... // Story: The Zerg of Equestria // by Marsara //------------------------------//         Paranoid stomped through the new cave he had set up for Marsara’s Swarm. She’d been turned to stone, and there was little he could do. Celestia seemed to believe Marsara would be forever imprisoned. And Paranoid wasn’t sure she was wrong. Marsara didn’t speak to him anymore, so the ex-pegasus lost hope. He would keep the Swarm running just barely, to honor her memory. Oh how he wished he could kill that witch! The unicorn’s did a better job with the sun anyway…         He sighed… If there was a chance she had at coming back, he’d make sure he’d prepare.         Year one was hard. Paranoid had trouble controlling the Swarm, and the Hivemind was annoying him with how most of the Zerg just growled. Imagine that. Continuous growling for a year. It was never a problem when Marsara was around, he could just listen to her and not hear the moronic chatter from the Sprinters.         They were starting to get a bit restless to. They even attacked Paranoid, thinking he was food. He’d have to alter his form a bit. He ended up having to put them down.         He also sent all the stronger Zerg to attack that Ursa Major pack. Needless to say, they failed killing all, but it secured the location. Plus, now all he needed to control was the Sprinters.         Year twenty seven was harder. Paranoid’s hope was back, but loneliness consumed him. He hasn’t aged, and his form prevented him from socializing. He’d have to solve that, and soon.         He ended up stealing Marsara’s statue. She still didn’t talk, and Paranoid was starting to grow restless himself. He found himself killing the Sprinters that remained. The silence only lasted a day, and he replaced them.         The Hivemind wasn’t going strong though. And he found himself passing out and waking up in a pool of his own blood. The Swarm seemed to be rejecting him as the… King? What was he even supposed to be?         He needed to find what it didn’t accept soon.         Year one hundred. Was it that long? Paranoid didn’t care. He hadn't had too many problems with the Swarm, but the Sprinters were getting violent.         He also started making a new kind of Zerg! This one was hard to make, and even harder to breed. It looked just like a pony, and was modeled after himself. It didn’t have a normal mind like most Zerg, but it could be controlled by a higher up. Meaning “he” could go into town.         It still needed some things to complete it, but it was almost perfect.         Year one hundred and thirty seven. And the saga continues! Paranoid finished the Para-Clone Zerg. It couldn’t speak, so Paranoid thought of the excuse. Mute. That would explain that, and he’d use writing to communicate. He was so excited!         Whenever the statue of Marsara had overgrowth, or dirty, Paranoid would clean it.         Other than that, nothing happened.         Year one hundred and forty nine. Paranoid was ready to send out his first Para-Clone. He’d been practicing using the Para-Clone unit, and it felt like second nature to him.         Paranoid went to “Canterlot”. It was the new capital of Equestria, and the nearest place to the Everfree Forest.         Gosh it was embarrassing. Turns out they stopped using the Royal “we”. Paranoid never liked using ‘we’ when Celestia started it, but it turned into how he spoke… He was glad Marsara wasn’t there to see his epic failure with society. He did get information. Like Luna getting sent to the moon. He guessed Celestia was an even bigger jerk than before.         The Para-Clone started failing, so Paranoid pulled it back to the Hive.         Three hundred and ninety years later. That year, Celestia found the Hive and overrun it. Paranoid was barely able to escape with two Sin’s.         They rebuild the Hive on the other end of the forest, and started to build up the Swarm again. This time, he went all out. He made every kind of Zerg unit he knew of, and as many as he could at that.         Celestia underestimated the Swarm, and lost two cities before Paranoid retrieved the statue. The Zerg were, unfortunately, destroyed by Celestia. Paranoid retreated with Marsara back into hiding. Celestia didn’t give chase though.         Year five hundred. Paranoid was visited by a weird bipedal. He said that there was a war, and that we were almost asked to join it, even though it wasn’t going to happen. Paranoid was confused, but the meeting wasn’t long.         Year eight hundred and thirty two. Paranoid was stunned. All he was doing was going into a town through a Para-Clone, and then he was bombarded by a white and yellow pegasus. It wasn’t long until she stopped talking, and Paranoid looked into those eyes! Those… Beautiful…         Paranoid slapped himself. Whatever he was thinking, it wasn’t something he liked.         Year eight hundred and thirty three. Paranoid found himself going to the town(something like Darksville, of Endsville) more often. He’d go there, and meet up with that mare. Her name was Surprise, and her special talent was making ponies smile. Paranoid, as said before, couldn’t talk to her other than writing responses to her stories and questions. They played games, their favorite was twenty questions… Paranoid always lost, to say the least.         He started to neglect his duties to the Hive, and in turn, Marsara. But that would soon change…         Year eight hundred and thirty five… Surprise was gone… Darksville was gone… Celestia thought Paranoid was there and froze the town in a space/time lock… Almost like the Crystal Empire.         Paranoid went back to his duties shortly after. All though, whenever he was near the statue, he felt better. He started sensing Marsara again, and he almost forgot about Surprise…         Keyword being almost. {Present Day: First PoV}         “No pony hurts my children… NO PONY!!!” I screamed. As I said this I sliced through the nearest Guard with a talon, unleashing all the anger that had built up while I was in stone. “Paranoid get the others too the back of the cave. Now!”         He seemed surprised, but stood up, placing no weight on the injured leg. “Y-yes!” He lead the two remaining Sprinters into the cave, while the Sin was still inside.         Good. Now to show these Guards what happens when you mess with my children. I thought while smirking on the inside(Can’t smirk with pincers for a mouth). “Now. You either leave, or DIE!” I told the Guards, and my adrenalin was going back down. While some of the newer guards started backing away the Commander and more experienced ones stayed put.         Seeing this, I knew they chose to die. I started killing them one by one starting with the with more experienced, if I could help it I would let the newer ones leave. Three did so, but the remaining stood their ground. The Commander ordered the remaining Guards to attack at once.         “I need assistance!”          Paranoid came back out and screeched. The guards recoiled, and the two Sprinters leaped at three Earth Ponies who didn’t see it coming. Paranoid attacked one of the unicorns, biting and clawing. There were only five left, one Unicorn, three Pegasi, and the Commander(who was also a unicorn). One of the Pegasi turned and sped away as fast as she could. It seemed to dawn on the Unicorn that the Pegasi was right, and followed. The remaining ponies stood their ground and growled. They seemed to be stubborn to the point of stupidity.         “Oh well, three more to needlessly die.” I stated, hoping to scare them so no more blood would need to be shed. I may be angry with the ponies for doing this to me but I still cared for them. When they still stood their ground I had enough. “We need to end this.”         “I’ll take care of them if you want.”         “You need to fix your leg. Do that and begin construction on a Hatchery. Me and the Sprinters will finish this.” I told him in a motherly tone.         “Okay… You’ve got this.” He limped back into the cave, and the Sprinters rushed to my side. They charged the remaining Pegasi while I went for what seemed to be their Commander. The Sprinters killing the last two Pegasi easily enough, the challenge was in the Commander. Talon met magic cutting it clean off, while he seemed to smirk. While he was distracted a Sprinter jumped him and bit off his horn, strangely no blood came out. I walked up to him and asked.         “Any last words?”         He glared up at me, and tried to spit, but it backfired, landing in his eye. Rolling my eyes I ended his life quickly by putting a talon through his skull. “It is over... And we are probably at war now.”         “Crap…” Paranoid grumbled.         “Indeed.” I wish it never had to come to this… But there was no other choice. “We need to find another place for our base.”         “Let me heal and get a small unit ready.” Paranoid said giddily.          “What is this unit?”         “Just something other than Sprinters. I don’t care, I’ve been saving up resources!” Oh Paranoid… What have you being making this time? I thought to myself while internally smirking.