11-26-2016, 10:10 AM
"You became the Queen of Blades", Sabrina bluntly repeated Sarah's last sentence. She did not like at all how Sarah had smiled just then, but now it became clear as to why. A being who’s able to control trillions of individuals? Planets worth of... no, probably way more, probably hundreds if not thousands of planets worth of beings. The sheer thought made her head spin. To wield such power, it had to be thrilling; an experience like no other. She wondered how anyone could have the brainpower to process enough thoughts at once to control such an army. In either case, someone wielding power at such magnitude - or having wielded it, anyway - had to be a being who thought beyond petty worldly matters. A mortal deity.
Sabrina fell silent for a prolonged period of time and Sarah didn't see any reason to break the silence, at least she didn't follow up on her last statement. Sabrina took that time to force herself a step back, to collect her thoughts. The pieces were coming together with this revelation like an intricate puzzle. So Sarah was a zerg-human hybrid... that explained why she looked like she was infected by some sort of insectoid mutation and at the same time had human shape. And the zerg, they were the ones that she had earlier described as... what was it again? Evolving adaptable beings who absorbed the DNA of things around them to evolve? And... hive-mind. Right. That had to be how Sarah was able to control them. Hive minds had hive queens... except that usually it was a few hundreds to thousands of bees per queen. Not trillions. And they searched for psychic power, which Sarah had brought to the table.
Was that why she had approached her? Had she sensed the psychic power in her? Sabrina put that thought aside for right now and pursued the train of thought.
Why had the zerg made her the hive queen, of all people? Surely she couldn't have been the only one that they had gotten their hands on. Sarah must have offered something to them that nobody else did. Maybe she was particularly powerful, or easily mutated? She certainly DID seem to enjoy her shape and when talking about the bad turns in her story she spoke with a hint of bitterness against this Arcturus guy. Well, that was to be expected. But the rest? There was an undertone in her voice that ran a chill down her spine. Sarah had not disliked being turned into who she was. Had she been brainwashed, somehow turned? Or was she offering up a big lie, with a little sob story about enslaving people with psychic powers and being betrayed by her allies weaved into it, to make it more believable? She had already known to be weary of Sarah, but now Sabrina realized to what extent this held true.
Of course it could be that Sarah had indeed gone from being a living tool for some totalitarian government to being a rebel and then being left to die with the secrets in her head, only to be elevated into some sort of super-hybrid as she put it. That she was telling her the truth. It could also be that she was hiding a few details.
Had she been taken against her will, really? Then why did she sound like she was so thoroughly enjoying her power? Of course, just about everyone loved having power and control over armies at their fingertips, but this just sounded a little TOO good to be true. Like a little too much had fallen into place. What if she had gone to the zerg on her own will? Or had created herself by combining Zerg DNA with her own in order to evolve to what she was now?
When she returned to the here and now she noticed that Sarah was looking at her with an amused face. “You were spaced out for a while there, did you realize that?” she asked. It was a rhetoric question, but Sabrina nonetheless blushed a bit.
“I’m sorry. Your explanations took me a little while to put together, it’s a lot to take in. And it rouses a lot of questions.”
“And what might those be?”
Sabrina took a breath and turned a corner. They were coming close to their destination, though that was meaningless. A façade that Sarah had erected to get into a conversation with her and that Sabrina had held up for the same excuse. They kept playing the game when knowing exactly that it wasn’t about that anymore.
“You keep speaking of both ‘psychic’ power and ‘psionic’ power. I recognize the first word of course, but not the second one. What does it mean? Are they the same thing, with synonymous names? No, wait, don’t answer that yet. I have more…” She collected her thoughts for a moment, then spoke on:
“’The Queen of Blades’, how did you come to pick that name of all things? The most bladelike thing I see on you would be your skeletal wings or possibly your fingernails.
You said that the Overmind was… killed, didn’t you? That that was what allowed you to take over the zerg swarm. How was it killed, how did it happen?
Why was it you who got ‘picked’ to be… zergified, transformed, whatever it is you underwent? Surely you were not the only psychic adept that the zerg got their hands on? Or even the Protoss, who you said had psychic power of their own – could they not have… infected them somehow, to extract their psychic powers, without completely assimilating them, if they have such great powers?
And lastly… what did you use the zerg for, after you became their leader? Did you use them for anything?” She had a bad feeling about how Sarah would answer this last question, and judging by the still amused face she was making the multitude of questions were entertaining her.
Sabrina fell silent for a prolonged period of time and Sarah didn't see any reason to break the silence, at least she didn't follow up on her last statement. Sabrina took that time to force herself a step back, to collect her thoughts. The pieces were coming together with this revelation like an intricate puzzle. So Sarah was a zerg-human hybrid... that explained why she looked like she was infected by some sort of insectoid mutation and at the same time had human shape. And the zerg, they were the ones that she had earlier described as... what was it again? Evolving adaptable beings who absorbed the DNA of things around them to evolve? And... hive-mind. Right. That had to be how Sarah was able to control them. Hive minds had hive queens... except that usually it was a few hundreds to thousands of bees per queen. Not trillions. And they searched for psychic power, which Sarah had brought to the table.
Was that why she had approached her? Had she sensed the psychic power in her? Sabrina put that thought aside for right now and pursued the train of thought.
Why had the zerg made her the hive queen, of all people? Surely she couldn't have been the only one that they had gotten their hands on. Sarah must have offered something to them that nobody else did. Maybe she was particularly powerful, or easily mutated? She certainly DID seem to enjoy her shape and when talking about the bad turns in her story she spoke with a hint of bitterness against this Arcturus guy. Well, that was to be expected. But the rest? There was an undertone in her voice that ran a chill down her spine. Sarah had not disliked being turned into who she was. Had she been brainwashed, somehow turned? Or was she offering up a big lie, with a little sob story about enslaving people with psychic powers and being betrayed by her allies weaved into it, to make it more believable? She had already known to be weary of Sarah, but now Sabrina realized to what extent this held true.
Of course it could be that Sarah had indeed gone from being a living tool for some totalitarian government to being a rebel and then being left to die with the secrets in her head, only to be elevated into some sort of super-hybrid as she put it. That she was telling her the truth. It could also be that she was hiding a few details.
Had she been taken against her will, really? Then why did she sound like she was so thoroughly enjoying her power? Of course, just about everyone loved having power and control over armies at their fingertips, but this just sounded a little TOO good to be true. Like a little too much had fallen into place. What if she had gone to the zerg on her own will? Or had created herself by combining Zerg DNA with her own in order to evolve to what she was now?
When she returned to the here and now she noticed that Sarah was looking at her with an amused face. “You were spaced out for a while there, did you realize that?” she asked. It was a rhetoric question, but Sabrina nonetheless blushed a bit.
“I’m sorry. Your explanations took me a little while to put together, it’s a lot to take in. And it rouses a lot of questions.”
“And what might those be?”
Sabrina took a breath and turned a corner. They were coming close to their destination, though that was meaningless. A façade that Sarah had erected to get into a conversation with her and that Sabrina had held up for the same excuse. They kept playing the game when knowing exactly that it wasn’t about that anymore.
“You keep speaking of both ‘psychic’ power and ‘psionic’ power. I recognize the first word of course, but not the second one. What does it mean? Are they the same thing, with synonymous names? No, wait, don’t answer that yet. I have more…” She collected her thoughts for a moment, then spoke on:
“’The Queen of Blades’, how did you come to pick that name of all things? The most bladelike thing I see on you would be your skeletal wings or possibly your fingernails.
You said that the Overmind was… killed, didn’t you? That that was what allowed you to take over the zerg swarm. How was it killed, how did it happen?
Why was it you who got ‘picked’ to be… zergified, transformed, whatever it is you underwent? Surely you were not the only psychic adept that the zerg got their hands on? Or even the Protoss, who you said had psychic power of their own – could they not have… infected them somehow, to extract their psychic powers, without completely assimilating them, if they have such great powers?
And lastly… what did you use the zerg for, after you became their leader? Did you use them for anything?” She had a bad feeling about how Sarah would answer this last question, and judging by the still amused face she was making the multitude of questions were entertaining her.
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