[A Name]
The Cerebrate, one of the last of its kin started to direct the remaining swarm members (how embarrassing, even a minor hatchery had more forces at work then it did) to begin exploration for mineral veins, as well as possible vespine gas deposits...though unlikely as it may be as it was the Kopulu sector that the swarm encountered the larger and more useful Vespine gas deposits, as well as terrazine deposits. The two material elements were exceptionally useful for the swarm to utilize their evolution with. As the vespine gas was a element that allow for much more control and shorter evolutionary time and effort, what had once taken months of careful work of multiple evolution chambers if not a cerebrates attention span, could be done in mere weeks with multiple evolution chambers, not mentioning a cerebrates PERSONAL attention. However there had been hard limits due to this, as with all things without a good source of genetic codes or devouring other species (while useful it did harm the swarm in the longer run the cerebrate noted as it remembered how the terrans effectively countered the swarm on multiple occasions, how many times could the swarm have directed evolutions of multiple worlds to be beneficial to it? Farming that genetic code could have resolved a few issues later on, as well as examining behavior patterns of the prey species.).
While Terrazine was...exceptional...at enhancing psionic tethers to the void, as well as already enhancing the nervous system of multiple species and gene-codes to allow for more psionic energy to be poured...however this resulted in many times the swarms limitations on a battle-field...now however, it simply lacked...everything. No Mineral deposits (for now, there may be possible veins of precious metals that could be broken down for material mass, as well as volcanic gases to substitute for vespine...though unlikely...) But for all this time, all this...everything...it lacked something...
Ah...a identity.
Before it had simple been a cerebrate, assigned the duty of guarding the chrysalis that contained the queen of blades. it had continued its Duty for onwards, facing terrans, protoss, rouge zerg, and countless other smaller threats in its time against the enemies of the queen of blades. Yet for all this...it was to be disposed alongside its brethren, for these...Queens...
the Cerebrate shuddered in annoyance and a rare bout of anger, Had its lessons to Kerrigan passed on by? While it was normal for the swarm to liquidate gene-codes, the Queen of blades had desired to Remove the cerebrates as a entire possibility entirely. perhaps this is why it is attached to this strange machine? A betrayal? Or was it captured by the UED and subsumed by them to a different place? It could notice no extra mechanical appendages or possible forgien materials within its body...nor any chemicals? Perhaps even it had been displaced by some means of protoss or even terran psionic rift of sorts?
Still, thoughts for later on...for now it needed something, something precious to itself...a Identity of sorts? But of what kind? it was simply a Cerebrate, and a member of the swarm, the master of its own brood-Oh...that was it wasn't it? Its own brood, with no overmind, no kerrigan, no swarm...a loneliness that it had never known threatened to overpower it...yet from that, came freedom. A freedom to choose its OWN Brood Name, and Its OWN Swarm, and perhapes...one day...Its own Kin and then, to merge into The Overmind.
Yet, this time the Cerebrate would not allow itself to become mere prey to any protoss or starship utilizing the void and pure psionic energy to crash into it, it would search its genetic codes to seek out solutions, and if it didnt find them within itself? Well, as the Swarm's (as a terran saying noting from the few hundreds of infested terrans it had commanded during its time), saying would be "if you don't have it, Take It From Someone Else." This shall be applied to all information, from genetics, to technology (to counter), to planets and stars, as well as resources...as much as the cerebrate grumbled internally about it.
But yes, a Name would be benefical to itself...What should it and its Brood be called?
The to Be Named Cerebrate would ponder this question while it directed its /swarm/brood/minions/pack for many hours if not a day...
