The Blood Mistress of Redbridge IThe Blood Mistress of Redbridge
Part 1: Drabkin's Murder
She was first reported of the murder of Drabkin, and only from his own passing. How she came to be a murderer I have little to no knowledge but from my own research I have reached my confirmation that the Mistress is indeed dead, but this is the report of her and her crimes and as I have mentioned before, they begin with Drabkin's passing, and it began as such.
Ralph Drabkin was a perfectly healthy, sane, middleclass man in the middle of his twenties with no wife or family of his own, but was idealized by the fantasy of one day having both. His dream merely became legend, and by that I mean a myth. Everybody believed Drabkin would find someone but never actually saw it occur. It was tragic, but others merely scoffed and tended to their own tidings as they would. Not to say Drabkin was an outcast, not at all, but he wasn't the center of attention either. He would attend parties and proceedings alone and exeunt as such. It was a da
SC- Too Late For ApologiesThe sands of Korhal felt uncomfortable beneath her bare feet; she had never liked coming to this place, even when she was still human. And while she had always hated hearing Arcturus say that they were stopping off at his blasted ruin of a home world, he was her leader, and Sarah Kerrigan the soldier had never disobeyed orders. But now she was simply Kerrigan, Queen of the Zerg, most despised being in the galaxy and loving every minute of it, and one would think being the ruler of a race of conquering insectiods meant you didnt have to go or do anything you didnt want to.
But here is where reality, she had to remind herself, departed from theory, especially when an invading fleet enslaves the majority of your subjects. It had certainly been a dire situation; the fleet sent by the United Earth Directorate had left her with barely enough minions to maintain the defenses of her hive clusters, forcing her to seek help from outside sources. For anyone else, this wouldve me
Phantoms of the Present ch2"Damn, Jimmy. You've been holding out on me."
- Tychus Findlay remarking on Raynor's flagship, the Hyperion.
Phantoms of the Present
Storm over Shili
The Yamato cannon; the single most advanced weapon in the Terran arsenal, and it likely always would be.
It was a weapon of unimaginable power, a sphere that contained enough energy to tear a pie slice out of a star. The science behind it was just barely understood by even the brightest US scientists. Even in the old days of the original Behemoth-class battlecruiser, when you requested air support, everyone knew what you really wanted; the Yamato cannons.
Terran armor has always been known to be extremely hard to pierce, even to their own weapons. The Yamato was designed to combat that. Even with a weapon of this magnitude, however, a lucky battlecruiser could withstand three shots from these. Titan-class battlecruisers were even more resilient, courtesy of regenerative bio-steel. Protoss vessels were found to be w