G – O – DWorth dying for… Worth killing for… Worth going to hell for…

“You can erase one’s memories, but you can’t erase one’s instincts.” — Unknown researcher’s log.

Deadly silence, disturbed only by a blinking emergency light on the ceiling. Eve regained conscious. She was lying on the floor naked. Next to her was the body of her preceptor. She stood up and looked at it. That is, whats left of it. Limbs were ripped of. Guts were spilled on the floor. And, where there use to be a head, the only thing you could see, was a crushed skull with no signs of it being a human one anymore. Although the scene was horrifying, her eyes were calm and face showed no emotions.
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Jim Raynor was standing in Hyperion’s bridge. He glazed through viewscreen into the wast emptiness of space. His eyes were heavy and somewhat sad. It was understandable. His raiders were low on resources. In addition to that, the Dominion lowered their achievements to practically non-existent. Fight for freedom was slipping out of their hands in every possible way…
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