The Planet of Char, Saturday

[moonbrain_tam]

Far below them the Terran and Protoss forces were moving, oblivious to the threat. River watched, her head slightly tilted, smiling a little. Then she looked up at kerrigan and let out a chuckle. "Can't see us. Good spot." It was odd how information from those classes Kerrigan had taught, long ago it seemed, in another world, occasionally

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[on_her_korhal]

"Very good," Kerrigan agreed. Her own body was tensing and untensing with anticipation, but as it was, the other Cerebrates still roared their arguments back and forth.

At last, though, she seemed to have gotten her answer. "May your hunt prove fruitful, and may you join us quickly in our attack against the hated Protoss homeworld," Cerebrate Daggoth broadcasted, and its words struck the minds of every Zerg.

Kerrigan's did not. She was silent for a moment, and then her eyes flicked to River. "I don't join," she said, some displeasure on her face, "I lead."

[moonbrain_tam]

River grinned, stepping closer to Kerrigan. Yes, Kerrigan would lead, and she would help her. "Dance first? Deal with them later?"

[on_her_korhal]

"Soon, they will be too preoccupied with taking Aiur," she spoke, sending a signal to the humming forces behind her. They moved, suddenly, a thousand Zerg swarming down the cliff towards the unsuspecting men and Protoss below. "Now... the dance begins."

[moonbrain_tam]

With a laugh River joined them and as they reached their surprised enemies she launched into a dance of stabbing and slicing. She whirled from target to target as if changing partners in a country dance, and they all fell at her feet.

[on_her_korhal]

With a twisted smile, Kerrigan sped past River. She had other targets on her mind. "I am coming for you, little Protoss," she sing-songed, "Both of you, High Templar and Dark Templar, Executor and Praetor... linger a little while, and I'll deliver you quickly onto death..."

The next gleaming Protoss warrior was ready for River. He struck at her with his psi-blade, its humming blue light reflected in the warrior's armor.

"Or flee, and I'll keep your punishment lasting for days, months, eternity..." Kerrigan was enjoying this. Now if only she could find her charges...

[moonbrain_tam]

The blade was blocked and a claw wing decapitated him.

For a while River let herself get lost in fighting. There were no plans, no past, nu future, just tearing and slashing and death. Then she reached out for Kerrigan, following in her tracks.

[on_her_korhal]

"Is this your choice, then, Jimmy?" Kerrigan's triumphant voice (triumphant, to hide any last scraps of remaining human hurt) rang through the minds of those present. She hadn't found him, nor the Protoss, but she was intent on making them know she had been there, and she could reach them.

The Protoss were retreating. She met less and less of them along the way. They were all moving far, far away from her. She managed an irritated growl, and while she was aware of River's approach, she did not yet respond to it.

[moonbrain_tam]

Pursue them? River was almost by her side now, leaving a trail of blood behind her.

[on_her_korhal]

"Let them run," she snapped through the link, and her form came to a stop. "We will find them and make them suffer longer later."

[moonbrain_tam]

There was laughter in reply and River spun around, arms outstretched. There was no one close enough to die this time.

[on_her_korhal]

"Hm."

Kerrigan turned on her heel, and the Zerg forces quieted around her. "River?"

[moonbrain_tam]

"Yes?"

[on_her_korhal]

"We're retreating our forces back to the original position," she said, and the Zerg were already moving. "I have a headache I might need your help with."

[moonbrain_tam]

"Will always help you when you need it." River looked up at her. "You know that."

[on_her_korhal]

"I am still continuing to have these annoying dreams," Kerrigan spoke, following after her forces, "I can't seem to block them out. I grow tired of them."

[moonbrain_tam]

"Dreams." River gave her a serious look, keeping pace with Kerrigan. "Dreams are not real."