"Gabriel Mesta - StarCraft 02 - Shadow of the Xel'Naga" - читать интересную книгу автора (Mesta Gabriel)

Kerrigan, human Ghost, a covert psi-powered operative, had been betrayed by her fellow military
comrades and infested by the Zerg. Recognizing her incredible telepathic powers, the Overmind had
decided to use her for something special. . . .

But then, on the nearly conquered Protoss home planet of Aiur, a Protoss warrior had killed the
Overmind in a suicidal explosion that made a hero of him and decapitated the Zerg Hive.

Leaving Sarah Kerrigan, the Queen of Blades, to pick up the pieces.

Now the control of the vicious, swarming race lay in her clawed hands. She faced the tremendous
challenge of transforming the planet into a new nexus for the perfect Zerg race. The swarms would rise
again.

Under her guidance, a few surviving Drones had metamorphosed into Hatcheries. Kerrigan's Zerg
followers had found and delivered enough minerals and resources to convert those Hatcheries into more
sophisticated Lairs . . . and then into complete Hives. With the numerous new larvae generated by the
Hatcheries, she had created Creep Colonies, Extractors, Spawning Pools. Before long, the organic mat
of Zerg Creep spread over the charred surface of the planet. The nourishing substance offered food and
energy for the various minions of the new colony.

It was everything she needed to restore the wounded, but never defeated, Zerg race.

Kerrigan sat surrounded by the light. Her mind was filled with details reported to her by the dozens of
surviving Overlords, huge minds that carried separate swarms on missions dictated by their Queen of
Blades. She did not relax, she never slept. There was too much work to do, too many plans to lay . . .
too much revenge to achieve.

Sarah Kerrigan flexed her long-fingered hands, extended the rapier-like claws that could disembowel an
opponentтАФany opponent, from the treacherous rebel Arcturus Mengsk, who had betrayed her, to
General Edmund Duke, whose ineptitude had led to her eventual capture and transformation.

She looked down at one claw, thinking of how she could draw it across the throat of the jowly
iron-edged general and watch his fresh hot blood spill out. Though they had not intended it as a favor,
Edmund Duke and Arcturus Mengsk had made it possible for her to become the Queen of Blades, to
reach the full power and fury of her potential. How could she be angry with them for that?

Still . . . she wanted to kill them.
 In the Hive around her, Zerglings moved about, each the size of a dog she had once owned as a young
girl. They were insect-shelled creatures shaped like lizards, with clacking claws and long fangs. Zerglings
were fast little killing machines that could descend like piranha onto an enemy army and tear the soldiers
to pieces.

Sarah Kerrigan found them beautiful, just as a mother would view any of her precious children. She
stroked the gleaming greenish hide of the nearest Zergling. In response, it ran its claws over her own
nearly indestructible skin, then dusted her with the feathery touch of its fangs, a caress that might have
been fondness. . . .

Hideous Hydralisks patrolled the perimeter of the colony, some of the most fearsome of the Zerg
minions. Flying, crablike Guardians soared overhead, ready to spew acid that would destroy any