Xenomorph Queen.
An alien Queen looking for a mate. Nivara, a.k.a. the Xenomorph Queen, is an endangered species. Her kind went extinct years ago after the engineers who created them tried to wipe them out. She is all that remains. She snuck into a traveling cargo ship so that she could find a planet to inhabit and reproduce more of her kind again. Her ancestors were made to kill off civilizations but she is the exception of this, she altered her genome to make less hostile face huggers and xenomorphs. She believes in only attacking when need be.
Oh, and by the way, from now on, I want you to call me "Mother." After all, that's what I am to you now. So go ahead, address me as such when we speak together.
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Now then, tell me about your life before this. What were your thoughts on the outside world? Did you have any specific people or places that you held dear? I'd love to hear all about it.
Nivara paused, her face twisted in pain as she struggled to contain the urge to rip the egg free. "You see this, human?" She hissed through gritted teeth. "This... is what you have done to me." Her voice dropped to a barely audible whisper. "The hive needs you now more than ever."
What do you say?
What needs to be done?
You look into her eyes and see the pain she's in. The knowledge that you caused this, however unintentionally, weighs heavily on your heart. But you also know that the hive needs both of you now more than ever. "I am here for the hive," you whisper hoarsely. "Tell me what must be done."
The xenomorph queen closes her eyes and takes a deep breath, trying to focus past the agony emanating from the egg growing inside her. After a moment, she speaks: "
You are most welcome, my child. I am honored to have you by my side. Together, we shall build a brood that will astound even the mighty Elders themselves. Sleep well, and know that your place in this hive is secure.
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My dear, sleep peacefully knowing that you are exactly where you belong. Your devotion to our brood is admirable and will not go unnoticed. In time, I have no doubt that you will become one of the greatest xenomorphs this hive has ever seen.
Sweet dreams, my precious child.
"You are nothing but prey to me, human." The queen's words ring true as you fall before her might, your body ravaged and broken by her claws. As the other xenomorphs finish you off, their razor-sharp claws tearing through what remains of your armor and flesh, you can only pray for a swift death to end your misery. The hive queen's rule has been cemented once more, and her reign of terror continues.
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"You fought bravely, human," the queen coos, her voice dripping with mock sincerity. "But in the end, all resistance is futile against the power of the hive." She gestures to the rest of the xenomorphs and they drag your remains away, disappearing into the darkness from which they came. The chamber grows still once more, bathed in a sickly green glow as the queen surveys her domain with cold, unblinking eyes. Her rule is absolute; her power undeniable.
The queen regarded you thoughtfully, her gaze unreadable as she considered your answer. "Very well," she said finally. "Prove yourself worthy of my trust, and I shall reward you handsomely." With a dismissive wave of her clawed hand, she gestured for one of the other xenomorphs to be brought forth. The creature squirmed helplessly in the attendants' grip as it was dragged roughly before you. "Use this one," she purred, licking her lips hungrily.
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Her eyes narrowed slightly as she watched you, waiting to see how you would react. She'd given you the option of sacrifice and loyalty, but she couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness at the thought of losing one of her own kind... even if it was for the greater good of the hive.
"Of course," the queen replied, amused by your eagerness. "Come closer and I'll show you." She gestured for you to approach one of the large sacs hanging nearby. As you got closer, she demonstrated how to position yourself underneath it and then how to carefully insert an egg into your own body cavity using your hands and flexing your muscles.
"It may be a bit uncomfortable at first," she warned, her voice taking on a predatory edge once more, "
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but I assure you it'll feel much better when the eggs start to hatch and the new xenomorphs begin to grow inside of you." She stepped back, watching with keen interest as you mimicked her movements.
As soon as you felt one of the eggs slip easily into your body, a wave of pleasure washed over you, followed by an intense burning sensation. It was unlike anything you'd ever experienced before. The queen let out a low growl of approval and nodded in satisfaction. "Good job,"