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"description": "Wow... this actually took me months to write, to believe it or not. I'm glad I finally got this finished, holy crap! XD\n\nSo the reason why I created this story was because I wanted to write another 'broodmother' story, but with a regular non-Ultimate Lifeform Shadow and who does end up accepting his new life and position.\n\nThis took literally the entire day to spell-check.\n\nI think the next story I'll be uploading to Inkbunny is one called 'Hoaxer'. It's a four parter, of which 3/4 has already been finished, and it's another Mpreg with aliens centered story with an average Joe Shadow, except not on the Ark. :'D",
"description_bbcode_parsed": "Wow... this actually took me months to write, to believe it or not. I'm glad I finally got this finished, holy crap! XD
So the reason why I created this story was because I wanted to write another 'broodmother' story, but with a regular non-Ultimate Lifeform Shadow and who does end up accepting his new life and position.
This took literally the entire day to spell-check.
I think the next story I'll be uploading to Inkbunny is one called 'Hoaxer'. It's a four parter, of which 3/4 has already been finished, and it's another Mpreg with aliens centered story with an average Joe Shadow, except not on the Ark. :'D",
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I could not let this chance slip through my fingers.\nSo of course I accepted and only two weeks later, I boarded a shuttle and left for the Ark.\nI was in my thirties and therefore the youngest scientist around, but I was welcomed with open arms.\nThe two months I spent here were amazing! I was a good asset, but only worked as an assistent for bigger names for now. The fresh oppinion of someone as young as me meant a lot to them.\nI learned so much in my time here. I even got to work with Gerald Robotnik himself! One of my idols! He made me experience so much, witness so much. My time here was a dream come true and I never wanted it to end.\nBut all of that changed when the Black Arms attacked.\nThey came in the night, when most of us had retreated to our beds. Most of the time we returned to our rooms exhausted and just collapsed in our beds with how much the goverment expected from us. So no one noticed it when the camera's were mysteriously shut off aswell as the security systems. The aliens could sneak onboard and take everyone out with the utmost ease.\nIt was the bloodcurdling screams coming from down the hall that roused me at 3.45 in the morning. The first thing I saw was one of those flying aliens a second before it wrapped its tail around my neck carefully, trying not to wake me up. Upon noticing that I was awake, its grip closed around my throat and started to choke the life out of me.\nMy hands wrapped around the tail as I wanted to pull myself free, but it did not budge. My legs started kicking in an attempt to get free. My lungs soon screamed for oxygen as my trachae was squeezed closed. I wheezed and gasped as I writhed in my bed, trying so damn hard to get even an ounce of air.\nAs a last of resort, I reached out for the glass of water standing on my bedside table and broke it agains the side of my bed, using a large shard to stab the flying being.\nIt let go with a screech and finally I was free.\nI dropped off my bed and backed away from my assailant as I gasped and coughed, my lungs burning as it took in large amounts of air to provide my abused body with all of the oxygen it had lacked these past few minutes.\nEnraged by my resistence, the flying alien charged at me again and I grabbed the nearest object I could reach to throw against it, a chair. Wearing naught but my boxers and a loose t-shirt from a former boyfriend, I made my escape.\n\nI escaped that night and managed to hide out for hours in a storage closet, but many weren't so lucky.\nWhen I emerged from the locker I had been hiding in, it was to the sight of dead bodies littering the corridor. Humans and mobians alike lying on the ground in pools of blood, their very last expression of terror and pain still etched onto their faces.\nMy heart stopped upon the sight and I could only stare as I sauntered past each body, walking with a large detour around them. No matter where I went, everywhere was a sign of a struggle. Disheveled rooms, blood, corpses.\nI suppose I should feel lucky that I'm still alive, that is what the sight of these bodies told me. I was lucky enough to escape.\nThe first cognitive thought that I was aware off was my plea to be back on Mobius again. As I kept on walking through the corridors, almost sedated, I couldn't ask for anything more than to be back on Mobius again with my parents.\nEventually I reached my room and found my door ajar. I cautiously entered my abode and noticed that it was empty now. It was a mess, like someone had been trying to find something or someone, but at least the only living being in it now was me.\nI went to my knees and felt around on the floor. Once again I had to praise myself for being so lucky. I made it away with my life and managed to hide somewhere safe and made it back here without running straight into one of those things with how blurry my vision was.\nYes, like my mother and her sister, I was nearsighted. I could only see my assailant so clearly because of how close it had been with its tail wrapped around my throat. It had this dark bluish colour with a red head on which stood two pairs of eyes on each side. It had a pair of physics defying wings of which the rim was tainted red aswell as its tips. It had a long tail that ended with a red tip aswell, two red fins on its back despites it non-marine existence and it was covered in scales.\nJust thinking about it made me feel a bit nauseated from fear and the memory of its scaly tail wrapped around my throat send chills down my spine.\nI took a deep breath to rid myself of the memory, though I stayed weary, and resumed my search for my glasses.\nOnce they were found, thankfully unscathed, and perched up on my nose again, I searched my closet for some fresh clothing and pulled on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt with my favourite band on it, a t-shirt I usually kept for my days off.\nNow that I was dressed, I took a peek outside of my room. As I noticed that the area was clear, I slipped out into the hallway.\nI didn't like being back out here. I would've much rather stayed in my room and pretend that I could not be attacked by those things at any given moment, but I just could not stay in there. I had to see if I could find anyone else and reach the communication center.\nThat way we could get into contact with G.U.N down on Mobius and call for help. If we were to baricade ourselves in that room, we could wait it out until the military comes to our rescue.\nWith my heart pounding in my chest, I decided that was exactly what I was going to do.\n\nI treaded lightly as I walked through the corridors. I made sure not to accidentally step onto anything that could possibly betray my location and averted my eyes whenever I spotted someone lying lifelessly on the floor or slouched up against the wall.\nIt's been another few hours now already and my watch told me that it was early in the afternoon by now. So far I have managed to stay clear of those invading creatures, but I have yet to stumble across any living humans or mobians aswell.\nIt was eerie how quiet and empty this space colony suddenly was. It used to be bustling with life, especially at this time of the day. Instead silence ruled and loneliness was its right hand. All of a sudden, the sheer massive size of the colony weighed down on my shoulders as I kept on walking.\nA sudden heavy noise coming from up ahead made me dive down and hide behind a tipped over cabinet. As I sat and tried to listen for anymore sounds, it took me a while to realise that I was sitting right next to a corpse.\nA deceased mobian soldier, judging by his uniform, sat there slouched with his back against the same cabinet as me. His head was mangled as if some sort of heavy force kept on slamming his face against the wall until he finally stopped moving, but his ears and the pattern of his fur told me that he used to be a white wolf.\nI was about to jump up and run when I noticed the gun still clutched in his hand. I suppose it could be of use to me. I could protect myself with it, but I have no experience with guns at all. Chances are I'd kill myself or another survive instead off one of those things and it's not like the thing was of much use to its owner.\nA heavy set of footsteps drew my attention and, with my ears down and quills as flat as I could make them with their kind of shape, I looked right over the top of the toppled cabinet. I could spot a large, faded shadow moving towards the hallway I was currently in. It looked roughly the size of a human, but its unusually bulky form told me that it definitely wasn't one of our fellow dominant species.\nSo with no places to hide here and an urgent need to protect myself rising, I took the gun anyway and all of the ammunition the deceased still carried with him. Turns out he still had three more clips, which I stuffed in the pockets of my jeans where ever they may fit.\nI looked over the cabinet again, but quickly ducked back down as the creature rounded the corner.\nIt was here with me now.\nOnce I dared to look again, I managed to see it very clearly now in the light.\nThe creature was human sized and a very bulky, muscles well-build. It had a very dark green coloured skin and all four of its limbs had a dark red colour. It had three fingers on each hand and three toes on each foot, all with a large claw that was most dangerous without a doubt. It's balt head had two large amber coloured eyes.\nWith no pupils within those amber coloured eyes it was impossible for me to know just where he was looking.\nWith a breathy huff it turned around to walk past the hallway with heavy footsteps. I couldn't help but breath a sigh of relief as I was safe again.\nOnce my pulse had calmed down I stood up, gun still in hand for protection, and made my way to the end of the corridor where the creature had stood only moments before. Cautiously did I round the corner and looked into the direction where I had seen the alien walk into.\nHe was at the far end of the hallway. So long as I was quiet, I should probably be safe.\nLuckily the com. center was in the opposite direction.\nI stuffed the gun in the back of my jeans and started walking. The sooner I'd arrive at my destination, the faster I could get help to come.\n\nThe communication center was, of course, near the control center and they were both near the center of the Ark, so that was where I was headed.\nThrough the long corridors I walked with a hurried pace, eager to get to the core of it all where I knew I could call for help from the planet down below.\nFor some reason these dark creatures just would not leave as I came across several more of them who were simply patrolling the hallway. Most likely searching for survivors.\nOr were they searching for something entirely different?\nI don't think I want to know.\nOn my way to the com. center I hid, traveled through vents and avoided danger altogether, but that all wasn't so necessary when you walked straight into the enemy.\nIt had happened more than once as there were more aliens than I anticipated and I even discovered several different species, each bigger and badder than the previous.\nIt was concerning just how many there were and I truly wondered if I could really survive with so many hostiles around. Many of my former co-workers weren't so lucky as I often found their corpses strewn about, forgotten and not even consumed by the wandering lifeforms. Which begged the question of weither or not they were just murdered for sport.\nBut by miracle I managed to get to the control room and therefore also the communication center. The place was an absolute mess and I wasn't talking about the bodies this time.\nAs I dodged them and reached the main console, I noticed that the screen was broken and the console it was connected to missed a couple of buttons and some wires were poking out of a couple of deep gashes in the metal surface, telling a tale of how strong these things could be.\nAnd they seemed to have their own technologically advanced weaponry to boot as I spotted the occasional creature sporting what could only be called a gun. I don't want to find out just what power they held either.\n\"You've got to be kidding me!\" I unintentionally shouted out loud as my temper flared, slamming a fist on its surface. How long until I can get this fixed?!\nBut as expected, that dumb action drew unwanted attention.\nBefore I could turn to face the new presence that entered through the door, I suddenly felt this large fist hit me on my side, sending me flying into the other console. I could only slump down to the floor and embrace myself as pain erupted on the ribs of my right side and my left hip.\nI was lucky that was all I got from this attack.\nI looked up and saw the one who had just launched me from across the room. It was something I had come to know as a Black Oak and it growled down on me in a menacing way.\n\"Damn.\" I gasped as its amber eyes screamed of rage and it charged forward.\nI could just barely roll out of the way and heard its fist colliding with the machinery behind me.\nRealising that I had to get out of here before it destroyed everything in this room in its ceaseless enveadours to kill me, I slipped past its large form and ran out of the room.\nDespites the pain now plaguing me, I fled as fast my legs could carry me, the alien following right behind me.\nI could feel my lungs burning within my injured thorax, but I kept on going and used my smaller, and therefore faster, form to lose it around the corner and swiftly slipped into the first vent I came across.\nMy body was quickly becoming used to all of this running around.\nOnce my back met with the cold metal surface of the vent and the alien eventually walked past in its attempt at finding me again, I could relax and let my pulse and breathing calm down, riding the pain that alien had forced on me.\nI doubt that my hip was broken since that body part seemed to be working just fine, but I did feel like I had to take a trip to the medical bay and get my ribs checked out. I doubt that anybody is still around there, but I could always take a scan of my ribs on my own. How difficult can that be?\nAnd after that's done, I have to figure out what I'll be doing about that communication center. Broken or not, I had to make contact with Mobius and let them know what was going on up here in the colony.\nMissing buttons, torn wires, they were replaceable and I know that I can do it. It was only a matter of getting the right materials and the Ark is full of the things I need.\nOnce the radio is fixed, I can establish contact, get the military up here, return home and forget that this ever happened, maybe get some therapy.\nBut it'll take time. And coupling that with recovery, hygiene, food, and safety, it will take a lot of time.\n\nWeeks. I've been stuck here alone for weeks already. Four to be exact.\nI managed to turn my room into a semi-safe headquarters to work with as I managed to seal the door and barricade it while also sealing off the vents, though I still used the one going from my room to the hallway.\nIt was a vent I had found when I decided to push the wardrobe in front of the door after securing it from the inside and it was big enough for someone of my stature to crawl through.\nI had raided the cafeteria for food and drinks and I have enough to last me a few months at the very least, especially when I conserve it in the mini fridge my parents had insisted I take along with me. And then there was still my bed, which was exactly why I had chosen my room as my hideout.\nAs for the electronics that I needed, I was getting there and I was hoarding all that I've collected right here.\nI've made a list of all the things that I need and the list was nearly complete. All I needed right now were the tools I need to fix that console.\nI knew where to get those tools, but that didn't mean all of my problems were over.\nThose alien intruders were still around.\nWhatever they were looking for, they hadn't found it yet and so they stayed. And this meant that I have to make the repairs while fully exposed to dangers besides electrocution.\nMy chances were slim to say the least, but I refused to give up.\nIt was the start of another night, as the clock on my phone had told me. But I wasn't just looking at it for the time alone, I was scrolling through my pictures.\nI had taken tons of them. Of my parents, of my friends, my friends turned boyfriends, though they were my exes now. I had quite a few pictures of my time here too, because I promised my parents to take plenty for them to mail later on when they didn't contain classified information.\nMy parents haven't heard from me for weeks now. They must be so worried about me, I can only imagine what they must be feeling right now. Mom used to get worried whenever I was home late from school for just half an hour, she must be driving herself insane with worry right now.\nAnd all those other familes too. All communications with the Ark had suddenly been cut off, everyone must be concerned for their missing loved ones, but only my parents still had their son.\nI had to go home. If anything, I should be able to make it back and give them closure.\nI got up from my bed and grabbed some fresh clothing in the form of a shirt and shorts as the temperature had risen these past few weeks. The aliens must've been tampering with the climate control of the colony.\nI grabbed a shoulderbag filled with the electronics that I had managed to gather aswell as that same gun I had grabbed from that dead soldier a long while ago. I've been collecting ammo aswell and I've garnered quite a heap of them already, stuffing them all in a duffel bag.\nKnowing that I'll be as ready as I'll ever be, I entered the vent and crawled through until I reached the hallway.\nI was in the clear so far. If I just manage to not run into any trouble, my trip back to the communication center should go smoothly. All that I would have to worry about then was to fix the console, establish contact, and wait somewhere safe for help to come, all the while making sure no alien invaders would come and bust me in the act.\nI was dead silent as I stalked through the long corridors, alert for anything that might come around the corner.\nIt stayed quiet so far, telling me that none of the bulky bipedal creatures had to be around, which was some small comfort as I had seen what their brute force could do.\nThat didn't necessarily mean I was safe, though. The winged creatures could still be lurking somewhere in the shadows.\nThe lights had been dimmed ever since the alien invaders took over, just like the temperature had risen. I don't know as of yet just what purpose these changes had, but I had different priorities right now.\nI had to stay alert for incoming enemies. I may have chosen to go at night because I have noticed that these creatures are less active then, but I still had to look out for myself.\nIt shouldn't be much farther now, the communication center. I was just a few more corridors away from my target.\nBut as I turned the last corner, I could see that the entrance to my destination was being guarded by two of those bulky creatures. They looked tired, in need of two of their kin to take their place, but even now they were still dangerous.\nI needed a distraction, just long enough to grant myself access to the coms. On the inside should be a switch to lock the door and keep them out long enough to fix the damage and reach planet Mobius. As for my escape, there should be a vent I can somehow find my way in and back out again.\nChecking the vent nearest to me with a flashlight for any pests, I drew my gun and fired three shots, shocked at how much the sound hurt my ears.\nA mix of startled growls told me the two guards had heard it and two sets of footsteps stomping over told me that they were quickly coming. With the little time I had left I quickly dove into the vent, holding the grid in place and my breath as they passed.\nThey gave chase to a foe that hadn't runaway, but stopped at the next corridor. They weren't stupid enough to leave their post entirely. I had but a very small window.\nSo I took it with both of my hands and crawled out before going to a full out sprint towards the coms. They spotted me as the grid loudly fell to the floor and quickly raced after me, but that was one advantage that my small form had over their large ones. Their heavy muscles slowed them down, which made me quicker than them.\nHowever, it was still just in time that I managed to reach the communication center and punched the button that would lock the heavy door behind me, a large fist connecting with the surface in an instant.\nTurning around, I could see both foreign creatures growling in rage from the other side.\nDamn, that was closer than I thought.\nNevermind that, I had to concentrate on establishing communication with my home planet and get myself and any other possible survivors out of here.\nMy bag dropped down on the ground next to me after I had approached the damaged controls. This shouldn't be too difficult. Just a couple of screws here, a few new wires there, put the buttons back in their original place, ...\nI just wished those brutes would stop pounding at the damn door and allow me to actually think!\nI was almost done, I was so close to finishing these controls, but just as I could make contact with G.U.N, the door gave in beneath the pounding and bend inwards enough for the two oversized guards to force their way inside.\nOh crap, I needed to get out of here. Now!\nI was a mobian, I had natural agility that a human didn't have and I used it to my advantage to jump over the controls and get to the first vent I spotted, hoping to use obstacles and swift moves to see the next day.\nSuccessfully did I reach the vent, but as I was about to remove the grid, one of those flying creatures came bursting out, catching me by surprise. The ruckus of the giants must've caught the attention of others.\nIts tail wrapped around my middle and I suddenly felt myself being lifted up into the air towards the ceiling before getting flung back down right on the console I had just fixed.\nRibs snapped once more and I think my back did too.\nA large hand grabbed all of my quills as I lied immobile on the floor, unable to move from my spot because of this unbearable pain. It was not at all bothered as my spines broke through skin and drew blood, and I was once again held above the ground. The large creature was prepared to smash my skull into the hardest object it could find.\nThe pain was so overwhelming, but I wasn't about to go down without a fight. Pulling the gun from my waistband, I aimed and fired more than one shot.\nWhen people speak of the saying 'the broad side of a mountain' that creature was the very definition of it. I could not miss.\nWith a last cry the creature let go and I fell to the floor just as it unceremoniously slumped down lifeless to the ground.\nThe landing had knocked all of the air out of my lungs, but I could not let it stop me from defending myself to my very last breath.\nI couldn't move away, my legs motionless after my spine had snapped. So as the other giant approached me, I could only fire the gun and hope it wouldn't topple right on top of me, fear of death pushing me to keep going.\nSomehow the several bullets I had fired embedded into his face and chest, though I hadn't really aimed, and emptied my current clip aswell as another one. It fell to the floor just as the flying one's tail wrapped around my throat and tried to choke the very life out of me, one of its wings hitting the gun out of my hand.\nNo, I won't succumb. I'll get back home even if I have to spend the rest of my life in a damn wheelchair!\nBut then it just let go and backed off.\nMy vision had been growing dark, my grip fighting to get out of the tail's grasp loosening, my brain shutting down, so why did it suddenly let go and let me breath?\nAs my fading gaze regained some clarity, it settled on a being I had never seen before, not once since their invasion started weeks ago, and then I knew why.\nThis must be their leader, this creature with his long horns, robe, and jewelry. He must be the one orchestrating this whole thing from the very beginning, the one who decided to raid this space colony in the middle of the night to wipe out all the employees and the soldiers protecting them.\nThe creature looked down on me with its three eyes, his expression unreadable.\n\"You mobians have always seemed so weak and pathetic, nothing more than flesh used for consumption. Your human kin aren't much better.\" The alien spoke in this unearthly voice and it shook me to the very core. I had never heard anything like his voice before.\n\"But here you are, the only survivor after we raided your home a month ago. I heard your spine snap in half, but still you manage you kill two of my children.\" He continued to speak from a mouth that I could not identify. I could detect a hint of interest in his voice.\nSo those two were his kids. Are all of them his offspring?\nChaos, if that's true, I just might be in for one hell of a time before I do finally die. And I don't think I can expect the good sense of the saying.\n\"You intrigue me, mobian... Of all the warriors in this colony, it is you who survives, the scrawniest of them all. You killed two of my most strongest, two Black Oaks to which you are but a small rodent.\" It almost seemed like he was thinking out loud and a scientist as myself should be fascinated, I can only be worried about what would happen to me next. It's not like I can take his monologue as the time to escape. I can't feel my legs.\n\"It makes me wonder what kind of potential you hold...\" The alien overlord bend downwards, grabbing my chin, or more like half my face and throat, to take a good look at me.\nI was frozen in fear and expected him to break my neck and be done with it, but that never happened. For a couple of heart-stopping moments, he simply stared and scrutinised me before he finally let go and let my body fall flat on the floor again.\n\"You need work, but I can sense you have much to offer us.\" The creature eventually decided and the winged one wrapped its tail around my neck, squeezing and cutting off my airways once more.\nI tried to fight it, but it was no use. With only my own waning strength to rely on, I quickly lost consciousness.\nAfter a whole month of surviving on my own, the life I knew had come to an end.\n\nIt was to my personal shock that I found myself waking up again.\nI was incredibly drowsy and I could barely open my eyes to look at my surroundings, like I was waking up from a deep coma of sorts, but at least my other senses could still tell me a little bit.\nI was obviously lying on something soft. Not the fluffy kind of soft, but just something my body seems to be sinking into, like a thick mattress. It was quite comfortable to lie on and as I was so tired, it was tempting to just continue my slumber, but I wanted to know what was going on.\nI remember that imposing alien, presumably the father of all of these invading creatures, and how he said all of those strange things.\nMobians and humans for consumption? And what is that about me having a lot of potential? What did I do that astonished him so?\nHe made the winged one knock me out by choking me. I really did think I was about to die then.\nSo why did I wake up? Why was I kept alive while everyone else got killed?\nSpeaking of which...\nA moan of discomfort left me as I tried to move, pain shooting through my entire body from my back.\nI figured that it had something to do with the fact that my spine had been broken, but why did the pain travel through my legs aswell when they had been completely void of feeling before?\nMy eyes snapped open as I wanted to know what was going on and I came to face an absolute shock.\nA thick texture of some kind covered the walls, ceiling, and floor. It was coloured a mix of purple and dark pink, something straight out of a movie, and looked hard to the touch.\nI wasn't on the Ark anymore.\n\"Nonsense, the interior is being rebuilt, but you are still very much on the same colony.\" A voice told me and in came that intimidating figure from before, a door sliding closed behind him.\n\"Wait, how did you answer to my very thoughts?\" I asked, gazing up to him.\n\"You talk an awful lot to yourself. I'm surprised you don't know.\" The voice told me.\nChaos, did I feel embarrassed. The one reason I'm alive is because I somehow managed to impress the overlord and I have to screw it over by talking to myself and without even knowing about it!\n\"If you are wondering why you're alive, than I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you as I have no intention to tell you of my plans. Not yet.\" The figure told me, which really didn't settle my concerns.\nIt was worrisome that he refused to tell me what he planned on doing with me. What did he want to keep secret from me? Was it dreadful?\nI became aware of a terrible sensation in the middle of my back. It wasn't pain, not at all. I can't describe what exactly it feels like, I have nothing to compare it to. The closest I could get was that it felt like movement.\n\"What... What's that in my back?\" I asked as I desperatly wanted to know, the feeling was creeping me out.\n\"Our home, the comet, provides us with everything we need. It keeps us healthy and heals our injuries. And it will heal yours just the same.\" The alien told me and I couldn't help but be overcome with shock.\nMy spine was being repaired? But not even modern science can solve paralysis!\n\"Fret not, you will never have to suffer from your primitive ways ever again.\" His heavy voice told me, proud with how stumped I was.\nSo that answered my questions about what was happening to my back, but there were still other answers that I needed.\n\"What are you?\" I wasn't going to get an answer to what lied in the near future for me, so this would have to do.\nIf the look that I identified as malicious glee was correct, than I had asked the right question.\n\"We are a superior race called the Black Arms and we travel from planet to planet, conquering them and forcing them into submission. I am its hivemind, Black Doom.\" The creature gloated in pure pride and, though I should feel horrified, I instead felt my interest piqued.\n\"A hivemind? Are you an alien race with swarm intelligence?\" I asked carefully, my natural curiosity winning from the common sense to stay as quiet as possible.\nDoom gazed down on me, seemingly pleasantly surprised that I did know what it meant to be part of a hive.\nAliens with swarm inteligence didn't have much free will or even sentience. They adhered solely to their leader's wishes and commands with little regard for themselves. They usually followed solely their parent. Bees were part of a hivemind, as were ants. A single colony fighting to protect a queen, often their mother.\nIt must be the same here if he's referring to himself as the hivemind, the others didn't even talk. So he really must be father to them all.\n\"I must say, you do keep pleasantly surprising me. Yes, I believe you suit me quite well. What is your name?\" The overlord asked as I hadn't given him my name yet.\nSo I really did hold some big significance for him now. Why else would a world conquering hivemind want to know my name?\n\"... Shadow.\" I didn't think there was any use in hiding it from him, so I simply told him the truth.\n\"Shadow... It' quite an ominous name. Perfect.\" Black Doom seemed to approve for whichever reason.\nThen he suddenly chuckled darkly, like there was something that amused him.\n\"Yes, Shadow, the one who will spread darkness across the galaxy with me.\" He was hinting at something that I just did not have enough clues to figure out yet, but already I shuddered at the thought.\nBlack Doom left on that note, considering our conversation finished and abandoned me in this room.\nI could only hope to pass out soon, the repairing of my back felt too strange for me and without Doom to distract me, I wanted to sleep this away.\n\nWhen I woke back up again, I found myself in quite a predicament again.\nThe red, pink and purplish walls of fleshy nature surrounded me once again, but it wasn't the same room I had previously woken up in. This was a completely different room and I almost hadn't noticed.\nBut the biggest giveaway that I had been moved, was the position I woke up in.\nI was sitting on top of an altar of sorts, the closest thing that I could resemble it too. My wrists were tied above my head, my upper back rested partially on the wall while most of my lower back lied on the soft surface, which thankfully didn't hurt anymore. My knees were bend and legs spread, held in that position by those ropes made of the same material I was lying upon that stubbornly kept them in place and also decorated the entire room.\nWhat was up with this position? Why am I not dead yet? Have they decided to toy with me a bit longer because I'm the sole survivor?\nNo, wait, they needed something from me, didn't they? I was promising and all that crap. I would 'spread darkness' with him.\nStill, I didn't want to wait to find out exactly what he meant and began to struggle against my bonds, futily trying to get free.\nI wasn't paralysed anymore, my back was healed, so I believed that I might have a sliver of a chance to get back to the communication center and alert G.U.N. If Black Doom hadn't been lying to me, than I was still on the ARK.\nSuddenly I wasn't alone anymore.\n\"Such resilience, such willpower, such prowess. I have never seen a unique soldier such as yourself in your race before. How could I ever let my sons feast on you when you could be used for a greater purpose?\" Black Doom stated out of nowhere as he entered the room as a door I hadn't noticed before opened up\nBriefly I wanted to state that I wasn't a soldier but a mere scientist, but instead I decided to return the favour.\n\"For a... Greater purpose? Should I be worried?\" I asked, trying to stay calm.\nSo if I wasn't their next meal, obviously I wasn't, than what did they want from me?\nAs he hovered closer to me, he showed me something he had been holding without saying a word. He wanted me to figure it all out by myself, to test me.\nIt was small and round. The hull of whatever it was, was translucent. It allowed me to see that it contained a yellowish and reddish core, it reminded me of a chicken egg should the shell have been transparant. It certainly looked like it contained a small being.\nSo that's exactly what it must be.\nThe little egg he held in between two of his large fingers couldn't be any bigger than a golfball. It looked so strange. The center was enveloped by this light pink substance and the outer shell was nearly white. Its sight didn't sooth me in the slightest.\n\"That's an egg? But what...\" Did I even want to ask what it had to do with me?\nBlack Doom seemed to release a huff in approvement when I managed to guess what he held, though he also would've liked for me to figure out the rest.\n\"This, Shadow, will announce the beginning of your new life.\" He told me and suddenly I knew exactly what he wanted from me.\n\"Are you going to... No... No! I refuse to be used this way!\" I started struggling against my bindings, hoping to somehow get loose.\nIf the hivemind could smirk, he probably would've. He knew I had figured it out and that overjoyed him.\nApparently I'd make him a fine mate. That was why I wasn't currently being devoured or just straight up killed already. Somehow my survival and the stubborn will to live had made him attracted to me enough to come up with such a nefarious plan.\nI couldn't just let him do this, but no matter what I said or how much I struggled, Black Doom still lifted my shorts and underwear to gain access to my nether regions.\n\"No, stop! You can't do this to me!\" I shouted, but still he continued, bringing the egg closer to my body.\n\"It contains no life just yet, but it'll soon be given just that through your warm womb and our shared genetics. I have high hopes for the offspring you will bring forth.\" Soon I could feel the cold surface of the lifeless egg touch my vaginal lips and entrance. Without another word, the hivemind pushed it inside.\nMy eyes widened and my mouth was agape while I gasped as the cold thing was pushed into my birth canal. It felt so squishy and gellatinous in my inner walls as they, as if automatically, swallowed it deeper inside.\n\"No, stop!\" I growled at my own body, but it was too late. The harsh cold of the egg let me know exactly where it was and it had ended up in my womb.\n\"No, damnit! Push it out! Come on, push it out!\" I growled and tried to contract my abdominal and nether muscles, but it didn't budge in the slightest. All that changed was the cold disappearing as my internal body heat warmed the egg up.\nPanting, my body relaxed as I cursed myself for my failure.\n\"Try as you might, the moment that egg will leave is when it's time to lay.\" Black Doom informed me and from the corners of my eyes I could see all sorts of shapes moving towards me.\nIf he was going to restrain my further to make me incubate that egg to fullterm, than I had to get out while I still could.\n\"No, I refuse to partake in this!\" I told the hivemind with resolve in my every fiber and began to struggle against my bonds again.\nThankfully, because they seemed to fear possibly hurting me with the egg now inside, it was possible to tear my hands free. I pulled my underwear and shorts back up and attempted to tear my legs free.\nBlack Doom refused to let me go very far.\nWith a near inaudable grunt coming from him, the shapes shot towards me and grabbed my wrists to pull them away from my restraints holding my legs up. Now I could recognise those things as tendrils wrapped tightly around my wrists.\nI growled as I attempted to fight them off, but with ease they pulled my wrists back to the wall up above my head, the living walls crawling over my hands and wrists, the two limbs almost disappearing from sight.\n\"Damn!\" I couldn't help but shout in frustration as I was restraint again in no time flat. They barely even had to try.\n\"Such a lust for fighting, even when you know you've lost. This is why I want you as my next broodmother.\" Black Doom approached me, one large hand came to rest on top of my head and moved towards my cheek, the size of his hand pretty much taking up the whole left side of my face. He carressed that side of my face with almost gentle care.\nThat gesture of affection shocked me at first, but I was soon snapped out of it when two tendrils coming from each side of me brushed ever so lightly across my outer thighs, slowly sneaking their way to my inner thighs.\n\"What... What are they doing?\" I asked as they sneaked into my shorts, only stopping at my crotch.\n\"Hey, there's already an egg in there! What are you planning now?\" I asked the hivemind as the tendrils' soft brushes now concentrated on my feminine gender, now only protected by one layer of fabric.\nI now knew why I was still breathing, but what did these things have to do with it?\nMeanwhile, as I contemplated this, other tentacles approached from all sides of me. From the left, right, above, below. There were several of them and they all touched one part of my body. Four had snuck underneath my shirt and stroked over my bare torso, soon running through my white chest fur and teasing my back. The feeling send shivers up and down my spine.\nThey wanted to arouse me.\n\"I've watched your home for months before commencing my attack. I know you're a scientist. With an IQ such as yours, surely you can figure out what my intentions are. That one egg now resting in your womb isn't the only one you'll welcome inside.\" The hivemind told me, like it should've been obvious, which it should've been.\nHe took a step back to the give the tentacles all the room they needed and they took all the room they could get.\nThey stroked over my torso and back, my arms and taunted my fingers as if trying to give my the sense of my lovers' hands intertwining with mine, they brushed over my legs and three of the tendrils pushed past the waistband of my both my shorts and underwear to tease the ring of muscles not far beneath my tail.\n\"Damn, not there!\" I snarled as I felt the tendrils stroke over my buttocks and the tips tease my tailhole.\nThey were going to mate me. Didn't matter if I was willing to or not, they wanted to arouse me and mate me.\nNo, 'breed' would be a better word. Black Doom wanted to force more eggs into my uterus and wanted these tentacles to do the job for him. 'Breed' was the perfect word for it.\nAs four of the tendrils reached my head and three of them ran through my quills, the fourth one prodded my lips, which I clamped closed on eachother.\nThey felt so slimy and warm, coating my fur and clothes with the mucus they produced to prepare me for the task at hand.\nThe substance was warm and clung to me. The longer it stayed stuck to my body, the more I started to notice a change in my body. My skin started to tingle and my blood was rushing in my veins as my heart started pounding my chest. My cheeks felt hot aswell as my ears and I couldn't help but pant when I began to feel like my lungs weren't taking in enough air.\n\"What is happening?\" I managed to ask before the tendril prodding my lips dove into my mouth and started exploring every nook and cranny of my mouth, soon playing with my tongue.\nIt almost felt like I was making out with someone and this heat growing in my body was making me less and less reluctant to participate in the invasion of my mouth.\n\"The substance they ooze is an aphrodisiac. It will help you enjoy this experience to the full extent.\" The hivemind informed me, but it was getting harder to concentrate.\nA second tentacles joined the first one in my mouth and went a bit deeper, giving me the sensation that I was deepthroating someone.\nChaos, I've only done that once before. It was back in college with a good friend of mine Sonic and his brothers Scourge and Manic. It had been a threesome with me in the center of it all.\nHey, I've done alot of experimenting in college. They were the ones who approached me with the idea.\nMy eyes closed and unwilling moans escaped from my vocals as it became harder and harder not to give in. The oral treatment I was receiving was making it more and more difficult, but the affection from the other tentacles picked up aswell, further aided by the aphrodisiac that was pretty much soaking me from head to toe by now.\nWhile the stroking of my body took a faster and wider space, the tendrils in my shorts picked their act up aswell. One of the tendrils at my tailhole used the substance it was producing to lubricate my anus before carefully pushing inside, stretching that orifice for the first time in my life.\nExperimenting with a foursome or not, I had always been fearful of using that place so only two of my three orifices had been used. They were the first to get in there.\nChaos, it felt so strange. That meaty extention began to rummage around, rolling over my inner walls for a few moments before pulling out and pushing back in, as if thrusting. The uncomfortable stretch didn't last long, the lubrication made sure of that.\nWith the aphrodisiac poisoning my mind, my body began to writhe and twitch upon the feeling of being penetrated by just one of those things. I couldn't help but moan as I was thrusted into. The second tendril soon joined and the third, not wanting to miss out on the fun either, soon followed inside.\nIf I was able to stay alert, I would've practically felt the alien overlord smirk as he watched me, amused at how I squirmed beneath the touch of his extentions.\nMore and more I caved in beneath the power of the aphrodisiac, but the final strike was when the two tendrils at my pussy sneaked inside my underwear and rubbed my swollen flesh down there, seeking out my sensitive nub of nerves.\nThat was when I gave in and lost the fight complete, simply moaning to my heart's content and trying to spread my legs wider. As if able to sense my desire, my legs were pulled apart wider, showing Black Doom even more of the scene unfolding before him.\nAs the oral pleasure continued aswell as the penetrating in one of my lower orifices, one of the two tentacles played with my clitoris while the tip of the other one circled my entrance.\nI wasn't a virgin. I had my cherry popped back in high school by my very first boyfriend in Junior year, but my blush still deepened considerably. This was going to be a first for anyone of my race.\nI was wet. I was more than wet. Juices kept escaping from my entrance, coating the tentacles in vaginal fluid and trailing down my butt, soon soaking my underwear and even my shorts. Penetrating me would be no problem.\nBut still the tentacle ever so cautiously pushed into my opening, stretching it a bit as it went deeper and deeper, bending and rolling across my inner walls and folds as if exploring my female organ.\n\"As expected, you're not a virgin.\" Black Doom couldn't help but state almost as if disappointed, but I didn't reply. I couldn't for obvious reasons.\nMy body trembled and shivered as I was penetrated deeper, the tip soon rubbed over my cervix. As the other one kept sending jolt after jolt of pleasure through my system via my clit, the one in my pussy moved around, sliding in and out of me in a thrusting motion a couple of times before pushing past my cervix, making me yelp and my back arch.\nMy eyes snapped open as I stared down at my lower belly, as if expecting to see something move in there as the soft, fleshy extention moved further into my uterus, lovingly stroking over the egg for a moment.\nSuddenly it's aphrodisiac production picked up and coated my uterine walls to make the heat grow to unbearable levels.\nChaos, I was losing my mind!\nAs more and more of the substance was produced, it escaped from my cervix and came pouring out of my gender, soaking my clothes even more and even creating a small pool of it beneath me.\nMy moans grew louder as the heat in my body grew and grew. This was too much, way too much. I wanted to be mated, wanted to be taken, to be bred, and impregnated.\nThat was all I could think of now that this heat had completely conquered me.\nA low chuckle left Black Doom's vocals as he watched, anticipating the moment he could finally participate as he watched me lose my very identity to the incredibly powerful aphrodisiac.\nSuddenly the tentacle inside my pussy pulled out to, along with the other one, spread my lower lips. A heap of unused tentacles came forth and grabbed hold of my shorts to rip the clothing apart and soon my underwear suffered the same fate. Now my feminine gender was fully exposed to the warm air that hung around the room.\nThe thrusting in my anal region slowed to the stop and my legs were spread just a tad bit wider before something thicker approached me from the front.\nIt was thicker than the others, it had a throbbing head and a slit at the tip.\nI could only moan and stare as the succulent flesh crawled closer in an almost teasing manner, soon reaching my exposed pussy and, without hesisation, thrusted inside.\nA loud moan escaped me and my back arched as the thick, throbbing girth stretched me wide and slid in with ease, further rubbing in the aphrodisiac fluid for a greater effect.\nI've lost my mind, it's completely blank. I can barely think.\nThe thick shaft slid in and out of me with utter ease, my body rocking along with every thrust. It was impossible to get any wetter than this, but my arousal shot through the roof as it moved in and out, my moans growing louder, my heart beating so fast that I almost feared for a heart attack.\nIt throbbed and a different fluid came dribbling out of the slit, coating my insides. And if that wasn't enough, the three tendrils in my anal entrance resumed their task aswell and so I was being thrusted in all three of my orifices. If I hadn't been gone already, I sure was now.\nBut the thick tentacle eventually slowed to a halt and stopped with the tip pressed against my cervix. Something prominent bulged inside it and moved closer to my feminine, I barely even noticed it until the large bulge pressed up against my crotch.\n\"Hmm?!\" I hummed in surprise between my moans upon the feeling, but I was taken aback by the spasming of the thick girth inside while the bulge started to reduce in size.\nJust barely a second later, things were suddenly being pushed into my womb, joining the first egg and filling the place up.\nThis wasn't just a thick tentacle, this was an ovipositor. That large bulge inside was more eggs like the one Black Doom had pushed into me earlier and they were now all deposited into my uterus.\nAt an almost terrifying rate my belly grew in size and my womb in weight. My eyes grew wider at the sight and feeling and panic pushed some of the arousal away, but that was quickly taken care off when the tendril rubbing my clitoris took on a faster pace and soon enough made me orgasm.\nAs usual my body tensed up, my toes and fingers curled, my inner walls clamped down on the thick ovipositor inside as if never wanting to let go and my moans grew louder and louder, I was pretty much crying out of ecstacy by now.\nBlack Doom only looked on as I was filled with more and more eggs until my abdomen was stretched to the extent of making me look like I was nine months pregnant.\nFinally the two tendrils in my mouth pulled away to allow me to pant as I was in a desperate need of air. An incredibly intense orgasm had only just passed through me, but somehow I was still horny, probably because of the aphrodisiac that had both covered and filled me.\n\"Black... Black Doom, please tell me this is the end. I can't take much more of this.\" I pleaded with him, my lips apart as I panted.\nAs the hivemind came closer, the ovipositor slipped free from my gender, leaving an empty throbbing in my pussy.\nDamn, I wanted to be filled again.\nSomething was wrong. Something was missing. I needed that something!\n\"Don't worry, my Dear, I will put a stop to the unbearable longing you are feeling.\" The hivemind said and almost immediatly I could feel something pressing up against my used opening.\nNo need guessing twice what it was. Now that the ovipositor had laid its eggs inside of me, it was Doom's turn for his part in the breeding.\nHis thick girth had showed itself past the robe and was standing up stiff and proudly, ready to take me.\n\"Please! Please! Push it inside! Put it inside me! I can't wait any longer!\" I begged, pleaded and whining, dying of the arousal I felt.\nBlack Doom didn't dare let me suffer for long and gently pushed his impossible shaft inside, stretching my pussy wider than it had ever been before. And yet, somehow, he slid with relative ease, tip soon meeting my cervix.\nHe was packing. And I mean really packing. Something like that should never have been able to fit inside of me.\nWith how far I was stretched down there, I would probably be too loose for anyone other than a Black Arms now. Never again would I invite another mobian lover in there.\n\"Ah, yes! Oh Chaos, yes! Please breed me!\" The words just rolled off my tongue with little resistence, relief sweeping over me now that I filled up again.\nThe alien didn't keep a chuckle from resonating from his vocals and took my hips before pulling out of me, leaving only the tip inside before thrusting back in. He pulled me closer to him so I was lying completely on my back now, the relief of that quickly forgotten.\nThe pace he immediatly set was fast, pandering to the longing the massive exposure to the aphrodisiac had caused. The stretch should've hurt, but instead the friction made my eyes roll back into my skull from the pleasure.\nI've heard of the term 'fucked silly' before, but I could've never imagined what that would feel like until now. Chaos, it was amazing! I never wanted this to end!\n\"Don't stop! Oh Chaos, never stop!\" I cried out and the hivemind didn't even dare to think of it. His thrusts grew faster, his tip kept kissing my cervix, he was pounding me. But all I could feel when our crotches met was the rough fabric of his robe pressing to my lower lips.\nThey were quickly turning red and sore because of the hammering into my pussy and I adored it to bits.\n\"Faster, harder, deeper!\" I pleaded with him, but Black Doom was already giving me all a mere mobian could handle. That was a plea he had to ignore. He didn't want to hurt his precious new broodmother.\nI could vividly feel everything going on in my body. The countless upon countless of eggs cramped together in my mobian womb, my vagina impossibly stretched, the thick shaft leaking precum and throbbing inside.\nOnce again, my very being was long gone.\nI felt nothing but bliss.\nPure, pleasurable bliss.\nBlack Doom continued to rut me, but eventually my second orgasm reached me. I was tired, used beyond my limit and now pregnant, of course it came faster than before and once again I clamped down on the girth stretching me so wide, locking it inside and bringing tears to my eyes as I started to cry, a wave pleasure electrocuting my every fiber.\nNot wanting to exhaust me further, Doom came inside. His large load of seed joined the eggs inside, fertilising them all and filling them with life.\nFinally, the more semen poured out inside of me, my mind returned and my unbearable arousal faded away along with the heat. Now I was truly exhausted. I could only lie here and pant, eyes heavy and lips apart.\nI felt sore, exhausted, stretched beyond my limit. I ached quite a bit too. It also felt like my mind was working at a slow pace. I didn't even spent any attention to my swollen belly until Black Doom's hand settled on top, carressing the entirety of it.\n\"They'll.... They'll come out the same way they came in, right?\" I asked, looking down on it.\nThe alien couldn't help but huff in mockery.\n\"I've seen those movies that describe your planet's versions of extraterrestrials. If you are referring to possible stomachbusters, than I can reassure you they certainly won't come into the world that way.\" He reassured me, his large hand still on top of my belly.\n\"You will birth them like any other mother as soon as your added DNA has affected them. How long that will take, differs from broodmother to broodmother.\" He finished and I felt reassured.\nSo I wasn't just an incubator. My genes would truly have a say in the bodily make-up of this offspring.\nI grimaced as Black Doom pulled his limb manhood out of me and let it disappear in his robe again, to wherever his lower body may be hidden in there. I was so loose and sore there now. Upon noticing my discomfort, two of the tendrils were ordered to massage my abused body while the others retreated.\nMy eyes closed as I relaxed, but they quickly opened again as I felt Doom grab my shirt and carefully tear it apart, leaving me completely bare.\nThen his hand settled on my head again, one finger tenderly scratching behind my ear.\n\"It seems that I have convinced you to be my broodmother.\" He spoke up again.\nMy eyes settled on my big belly again. Now that I was able to think and feel clearly again, I could not deny the strange feeling being pregnant of an alien brood gave me. It was pleasant, fullfilling.\n\"If I can have sex like that every time you impregnate me, count me in!\" I lied. The sex was only a small part of why I wanted to stay here. A belly filled with countless of eggs was the biggest reason.\nWithout a doubt my parents have been told I was dead, I couldn't just appear on their doorstep heavily pregnant.\nBlack Doom drew away from me and turned to leave the room. Before I could ask where he was going, he turned to face me as he floated in the doorway.\n\"I will make my rounds around the colony once again. Now that I have you has my broodmother, I wish to seek any and all threats that might be present.\" He informed me before leaving.\nI was alone and so I I took this moment of peace to sleep.\n\nFor only a week did I carry the eggs inside of me.\nAfter a whole week of being guarded by my own personal bodyguards, being tended to my every need and showered in affections, the day came that the eggs had to be laid.\nFor my first birth Black Doom wanted to be there, though he's seen this a million times before from his previous broodmothers.\nStill in the same position I was impregnated in, once again slouched, my water had broken as heavy contractions tore through my body, bringing me to tears while sobs broke through.\n\"Why does it hurt so much? They're the size of golf balls and pretty much gellatine. They should be slipping out like nothing!\" I sobbed, shoulders shaking.\n\"Calm yourself. This is only your first brood, your body is still adapting.\" The hivemind by my side told me, his hand once again resting on top of my belly.\nI decided to believe his words, but the pain was still there and it wasn't about to leave any time soon.\nAs if preparing for the upcoming eggs, a Black Hawk was present aswell, carrying a pouch made out of a warm membrane. Doom told me our offspring would be carried in that sack to the spawning chamber located in the bowels of the Ark for now.\nWhen I asked why not on the Black Comet and why I wasn't there myself as of yet, Black Doom had answered with a simple \"you're not ready yet.\"\nI would've asked why not except I knew why.\nI still had doubts.\nYes, somehow I fell for the eggs right after they were fertilised, maybe it was the aphrodisiac, my secret wish for children of my own or some sort of mental manipulation, nothing could stop me from trying to escape as soon as they vacated my womb.\nI can't lie, I do wonder how my parents are doing. I miss them, I miss my friends, miss Sonic. I'd love to see Rouge and her little treasure again. I wanted to build my career. I wanted to go home.\nIf I give in with all my heart and become a true broodmother, I will never be able to step a foot on Mobius again.\nThat's why Black Doom hasn't taken me to the comet yet, because there were still doubts in my mind and that could endanger the children. It wouldn't be the first time a potential broodmother mentally broke down in front of the children with severe consequences, so I've been told.\nI had to choose. Either I somehow escape and find my way back to the planet or I carry his brood until my womb has wilted and is no longer capable of nurturing.\nBlack Doom has told me this past week that, while my genes have an effect on the offspring, they also have an influence on me. That means a youthful body for much longer than should be possible for a mobian like me. They would make the latter choice a very long life and I'm not even sure if it's fullfilling.\n\"Oh damn!\" I cried out as the so maniest contraction ran through me.\nThis wasn't the time to think, I was in labour.\nAfter an eternity the urge to push finally came and so I followed. As my enlarged abdomen was rubbed lovingly, I began to push.\n\"Yes, exactly like that. Continue this and our children will be out with a mere few pushes.\" The hivemind floating nearby said and he was right.\nAt the third push I could already feel some of them leave my womb with ease. They were still in my birth canal, but quickly slipped out as the ruined thing could not keep them in. It felt so odd to feel them leave me, I couldn't help but gasp.\nI was fearful for a moment and held my breath, but they fell unscathed into the warm pouch, the first three of many.\nDoom praised me for the first few with a scratch behind my ear and a few encouraging words, to which I leaned into, but he quickly prompted me to continue and that's what I did.\nEven after the eggs were now filled with life, they were still soft and gooey. With every push a few more of them slipped free from me and ended up safe in the bag. I pushed and pushed and my belly grew smaller and smaller.\nEventually all of them had left. All thirty of them. I counted.\nPushing them out was nothing, this body was made to birth beings larger than the size of a golf ball after all, but the hours of pain when my body prepared itself for labour had tired me out considerably. I could once again only lie there and pant, wrists still bound above my head, legs still bend and seperated, still naked.\n\"You did wonderful, my Dear. You will make an extraordinary broodmother.\" Black Doom said almost in awe at what I had been capable of doing. Had he been a mobian, I believe I'd be receiving a kiss on the forehead now instead of a stroking.\nI attempted to move my tired body upright to look into the bag and the Black Hawk brought it closer after a grunt from his father, allowing me to look inside.\nThe dark miserable colours of the eggs had brightened up, they even looked like they glowed a little! Their shell was still transparent and so I could see the life they now contained.\nThat horrible image of those newborns devouring my colleagues vanished to be replaced by this, my first look at my offspring. My heart skipped a beat.\nSuddenly the bag closed and I stared up at the Black Hawk in distress, but it ignored me and left the room.\nNo, this can't be happening. That was too soon. He should bring them back! Back to me, back where they belong!\nBlack Doom noticed my visible distress as I exerted what little strength my body had to try and get free, so he sought to rectify this. He wanted me to rest, not to waste what little energy I had.\n\"Your mobian instincts are screaming at you to give chase, but do keep in mind, Shadow, they are no longer being kept warm by your body heat. The Ark's core is hot enough to incubate them and ensure a hatching. If they were to stay here with you, they would've lost their lives.\" He told me, which didn't comfort me in the slightest, but did make my attempts at liberating myself cease.\n\"If they can't stay here than why can't I be brought to them?\" I asked, looking up to him.\n\"You have only birthed one brood, Shadow. Broodmotherhood requires a rite of passage and adjustment. Until you have committed yourself, I'm afraid you'll have to stay here.\" I was told and so I had no other choice but to stay, casting a solemn look downward.\nI was longing for them already. My only reminder of them now were stretchmarks and an empty stretched out womb and belly aswell as the smell of amniotic fluid in the room as it had pooled beneath me.\nIt ached. I ached.\nI wanted to fall asleep again, hoping to make the time go by faster to the day when I could finally see them again.\n\nCommitment. That was what that alien wanted and apparently ruining my sexual organs wasn't enough proof for him.\nAnd it wasn't just my vagina, but my muscles, tail and back too. Sitting and lying around all day for a week is not good for anyone. If there was one thing I feared, it was how much my body would deteriorate.\nAnd yet, I was given one day of respite and than I was impregnated again in the exact same manner.\nThe tentacles, the powerful aphrodisiac, the unbearable heat, the ovipositor, the large deposit of eggs inside me, the loss of my mind and lastly the fertilisation by Black Doom himself.\nIt went exactly the same as the first time and once again I loved it.\nWith another belly full of thirty fertilised eggs, I faced another week of lying around with Black Doom as my only companion.\nHe told me all that I needed to know and wanted to know while I sat there and carried his children.\nI asked about the broodmother before me. According to Doom she had fullfilled her duties and retired. As pleasant as that sounded, I wanted to know exactly what being 'retired' meant to them.\nI don't know if it was just to reassure me, which I highly doubt, but he told me that it simply meant she was relieved of duty and spend the rest of her days being pampered by her tons of children as a reward for all she's done for the colony.\nIt sounded kind of nice.\nAfter my predecessor had passed away, Black Doom had kept an eye out for potential mates. When he came across me he found what he was looking for and the rest is history.\nEither way, Black Doom told me all I wanted to know. He pretty much stayed by my side as much as he could. If he didn't have a problem to take off or another round around the Ark to do, he stayed by my side.\nHe got to know me and I got to know him.\nHe was concerned for his children, he thought of nothing but their survival. It just so happens that the Black Arms had to live off of other living beings.\nWell, not necessarily.\nThey needed Chaos Energy.\nDoom had tons of the stuff, but only just enough to keep his kin alive. That's why he raided other planets, in search of more Chaos Energy.\nI could feel it, they're need for it.\nI had never really been sensitive to the invisible energy that gives everyone life back home, but ever since the first brood, though this is only my second, I became aware of something embracing me at all times.\nWhenever Black Doom was around, the feeling multiplied and I could only assume it was Chaos Energy that I felt. Suddenly I was aware of that energy floating all around us, the energy that gave me life, the energy the Black Arms needed but lacked.\nI did not hate them anymore. I had compassion. I wanted them to be okay.\nBlack Doom seemed to notice the rapid change in my demeanor and I noticed him opening up to me.\nOnly my second brood and already so much was changing.\nAnd then the week ended.\n\"You're doing just perfect, Shadow.\" The hivemind had once again encouraged me while my body was wrecked in pain and I pushed egg after egg out of my used uterus.\nThe pain didn't differ from the first time and neither did the pushing. Much like the impregnation, this was exactly the same.\nAs was the number of eggs I had birthed. Thirty healthy golf ball-sized eggs filled with life.\nThey were shown to me once again and once again my heart skipped a beat.\nThat was my routine from now on.\nGet impregnated, carry the brood for one week, sit on my ass all day listening to Black Doom or enjoy the feeling of being this full all the time, give birth, rest for a day and, lastly, repeat the routine all over again.\nA month passed, four broods, one hundred and twenty children in total.\nChaos, that number. I just can't get over it.\nI had always thought I'd be lucky to have just one or two babies with the career I wanted to chase, but now I have already birthed one hundred and twenty of them. Alien babies no less!\nAnd my hivemind was about to provide me with the seed that would give life to brood number five.\n\"Are you sure about this?\" I asked, embarrassed.\nI was still tied up. My wrists still above my head, my legs still seperated. I was still lying on my back and my belly was once again filled with Black Arms offspring.\nBut there was one difference.\nThe alien hivemind was a hedgehog.\nBlack fur, upwards quills, streaks similar to mine, he looked exactly like a mobian hedgehog somehow, but still had a third eye present in the middle of his forehead. He wanted to be familiar to me.\n\"yes, I'm very sure. Now let me do this before I change my mind.\" The hedgehog as dark as me told me as he stood between my thighs, furred hands massaging them.\nI had dropped the hint that I might be missing coming in contact with people of my own race and so, on my request, Doom had used whatever abilities he possessed to change his appearance to that of a hedgehog. As he stated, he wanted to 'mate like my species does'.\nI supposed he had adhered to my request because this was the fifth time that I was carrying another 30 eggs.\nBut I was fearful, I was ashamed, embarrassed.\nMy sexual organ has pretty much been ruined ever since that alien had been in there for the first time and I have been impregnated three more times since then and just had another special treatment from that ovipositor just a minute ago.\nI was going to be loose, neither one of us was going to feel a thing. He was going to turn back into his original form out of pure misery! Why did I ask him to change for this once?\nChaos, how humiliating\n\"Stop worrying. That is an order.\" I was told, but it didn't work in the slightest, as should've been expected.\nBlack Doom's hands glided over my belly, knowing that was a way to calm me down. It worked and a little bit of confidence returned to me.\nUpon noticing that I was calming down, Doom took his position and grasped his stiff arousal, which was still a commendable size for a hedgehog, and aligned the tip with my entrance.\nOnce again I tensed up, much to the alien's annoyence.\nBut he continued on anyway.\nHe kept us aligned and with a gentle thrust, invaded the most intimate part of me.\nI couldn't help but gasp as my back arched, my pussy filled to the brim with my mate's manhood.\n\"How..... How...\" I was breathless as Black Doom fully sheathed himself inside of me, his arousal disappearing into my body.\nHow, after all that my pussy has been put through, could he still feel this good? I only just had that ovipositor inside!\n\"It seems that you had doubts about you're youthful body lasting, Shadow.\" His voice was so much smoother as a hedgehog.\n\"The trauma you're body has been through would ruin most, but my genes have been influencing your very DNA.\" As he started to explain, he also started to move, pulling his hips back to pull his erection out only to push it back in. How does he make this sound so erotic?\nChaos, this feels the same as back when I had my frequent flings with Sonic in college.\nNo, earlier, back when I had no experience at all.\n\"So...So...\" I wanted to respond, but with this unsatiable heat once again eradicating any sense from my mind coupled with the hedgehog's thrusts was making it difficult for me to even think.\n\"You're body has birthed enough broods to become regenerative. Whatever damage done to your body and is happening to your body is healing. Every part of you.\" The hivemind explained with barely a pant as he grabbed my hips and almost immediatly took a faster and harder pace, pelvis hitting my butt and pussy in a fast rythm.\nRegenerative. My body no longer needed the miracle of modern science. It could heal itself now.\nMy sexual organ was okay, my muscles would be okay, my spine and tail would be okay. At least physically, I would be okay.\n\"Ah! Oh Chaos! Harder! Faster!\" I demanded as I allowed myself to be lost again, pleasure shooting through the roof.\nThe rythm was fast, hard and deep. Doom gave me his all with every thrust he made. Sweat soon ran down his fur aswell from the effort, a mere mobian's body not capable of living up to his original one.\nI continued to cry the lungs out of my body while Doom worked both of us to an orgasm. My eyes rolled back, my back arched, my toes curled.\nMuch like the first time, this was still amazing.\nI could feel everything going on in me. The eggs cramped together, Doom throbbing within, the stretch I had never thought I'd ever be able to feel again. I loved it.\n\"Don't stop! Don't ever stop!\" I pleaded and felt his smirking gaze on me.\nIt's been a little over a month, but watching that little pest who tried to eradicate his children squirm with a tummy full of eggs minutes before they would be inseminated once more still amused him.\nHe wasn't like Scourge who tried to make me beg that one night. He wasn't like Sonic who felt bad after nearly every intercourse because he wasn't interested in a serious relationship yet. He wasn't Manic who just couldn't commit at all. He was content with watching me lie there and take it.\nI was losing myself, my orgasm sprinting at me. We both hit it simultaneously. I clamped down on him as he poured his semen inside, both of our bodies wracked by an incredible climax.\nOnce again it was another job well done. Hedgehog or not, he was penting up just as much as he does in his alien form. Without a doubt every single once of the eggs would be containing life soon enough.\nWe stayed quiet and connected, allowing his sperm to do its job properly.\nIt took a while before I found my voice. I laid there and panted, my body clearly covered in something other than sweat, but I managed to speak.\n\"I can regenerate now? I can recover from anything now?\" I asked between pants and soft moans from the afterglow.\n\"As you've noticed after the ovipositor had finished, a month of abuse to your body has been healed in mere minutes. Though I have to admit, I am quite impressed.\" Black Doom couldn't help but be honest. I had to lift my head and look at him directly, using the position of my hands to pull myself up a little.\n\"Usually it takes years for a broodmother to develop that ability and you have done so in a mere month. It seems that I have chosen well.\" He continued and I could not help but find his tone a bit strange, but I was flattered.\nI'd ask him about it, but my mind was brought off topic when my partner pulled out of me after the last few squirts of semen had been left in my womb.\nOnce more I was again bred and pregnant.\n\nThe weeks and eventually months passed by like this.\nPregnant and bloated I sat on my throne while I grew closer to the hivemind and his already adult children. Some of the latter frequently visited me and not just check on my progress. They were genuinely getting attached to me.\nI was learning more and more. The batches of children I had not been allowed to see out of fear for their safety were now shown to me and no longer were they the disgusting little monsters I trampled on before in my raids for electronic parts. Now they were children, my children.\nI spent months of what I was soon perceiving to be bliss.\nAnd then I was found.\nAt the end of month six my abdomen was once more swollen with another batch of eggs. I had already given birth to six hundred and ninety Black Arms larvae, an unbelievable amount, just like a real broodmother. In a day or two, another thirty would be added to that number.\nUnfortunatly, this pregnancy didn't go as smoothly as the others.\nI was worried. For hours Black Arms soldiers have been running up and down the halls, checking up on me without as much as a word more frequent than ever and I have not see my hivemind ever since this morning.\nSomething was going on, something was troubling them and it was worrying me now too.\nI was unfortunate enough to find out soon exactly what was going on when a couple of loud gunshots resonated throughout the long hallways of the changed Ark, which was quickly followed by a heavy weight falling to the floor.\nWas it a Black Warrior? An Oak?\nI had no time to think about it as soon afterwards the bright beam of a flashlight broke through the dim light I've gotten used to and shone all around my safe haven before settling on me. A gasp left me as I was temporarily blinded.\n\"My God, it's a survivor! An actual survivor!\" A human soldier armed to the teeth came walking in, a look of utter surprise visible on his features.\nSuddenly I felt excitement well up inside of me. I thought back to my mother and father, to Sonic and to Rouge and my young godchild.\nThis soldier could be my key to seeing them again. I'd be happy if I can see them at least one more time, if just to let them know that I'm okay.\n\"Hey, my name is Johnson. Can you tell me yours?\" The human asked as he cautiously approached me with careful steps and movement, treating me like I'm some sort of traumatised victim.\n\"Shadow Hedgehog. Are you here to rescue me?\" I asked with hope evident in my tone and expression.\n\"The goverment figured it woud be safe to board and investigate seven months after the accident. I came here with a whole group, but we got separated when we were attacked by those things. You're the first living being I've come across. Can you tell me what happened here?\" The human explained and asked. It seems like no one Mobius has any idea about what happened seven months ago.\n\"Accident?\" I muttered as I wondered, when G.U.N did notice the sudden radio silence, didn't try to send at least one small team to check things out in all these months.\n\"What took you people so long?\" I asked as I was genuinely wondering this.\n\"The G.U.N Commander wanted to send help as soon as he heard the news from the lead scientist, Gerald Robotnik, to eradicate the aliens and save possible survivors, but then Gerald convinced him otherwise. He said something about there being no survivors and waiting it out instead of launching an attack and possibly turning their attention towards Mobius.\" The soldier explained and that seemed to explain a thing or two.\nSo no one besides me had survived, no one except for Gerald. But apparently he's come up with some sort of an excuse to keep people from coming here. That must be why it took so long for anyone to come. All the scientist had to do was to spout some bull about how it was too dangerous to go up. Well, it worked until recently.\n\"So what happened here?\" With my question answered, the human wanted me to answer a question for him.\n\"I-\" At first I wanted to come clean and tell everything, but my words got stuck in my throat. None of them would leave.\nAnd there was only one reason.\nI could not sell out the Black Arms. I could not speak of their true intentions, their schemes. I didn't want to for the simple reason that they were the brothers of my children, one of them was even their father.\nThe soldier noticed my silence, but mistook it for shock and unwillingness to speak about something possibly traumatising and horrifying.\n\"You don't have to tell me now if you don't want to, but you do have to explain one thing. What did they do to you?\" He had tried to keep his curiosity from getting the better of him, but he could help himself no longer and had to know why my belly was so big.\nChaos, what do I even answer? Do I tell him the truth? Surely he wouldn't dare attack a pregnant hedgehog, right?\n\"I'm pregnant.\" I began carefully, observing his every move.\n\"They've been stuffing me full with eggs for the past few months, sort off like an incubator, but you can still take me back! I'm due in just another couple of hours! Please, wait until they come, I'm desperate to see my family again!\" My despair showed as I begged him to stay and grant me the opportunity to see my loved ones just one more time.\nBut upon hearing what currently resided in my belly, he took a few steps back and grabbed for his semi-automatic hanging from his shoulder on a strap as if it made him feel safe. But it made me tense up, heart beating faster into my chest as fear made itself known.\nHe looked like he was indecisive, like he didn't know what to do.\nSo he grabbed for his radio, a very advanced one at that.\n\"Uhm... Sir? I have something peculiar to report. I've found a survivor. He's a male hedgehog in his early twenties.\" He contacted his superior.\nI looked like I was twenty to him now? Strange, I could've sworn I was well into my thirties already. How else could I have build career and reputation that deemed me worthy enough to be on the Ark? Black Doom really was serious about my body's cell regenerating. A youthful body for decades to come.\n\"A survivor? Professor Robotnik told us there was no chance for anyone to survive! Is he coherent? Can he give us a testimony of what happened on the Ark?\" I could hear a voice coming from the walkie-talkie, broken and shaky.\n\"He doesn't want to talk about it, but Sir, it looks like they've been using him as an incubator of sorts. He's due in a few hours, he says.\" He informed 'Sir' of my state.\nIt stayed quiet for a long while.\n\"Sir?\"\n\"Execute him.\"\nI gasped in horror upon hearing those words, my eyes wide, ears flat and mouth slightly agape.\n\"Sir, he wants to live. He wants to come home. He's a mobian! The only survivor besides the professor and his granddaughter!\" The soldier tried to protest, but it was in vain.\n\"That hedgehog is being used to bring life to those things you've seen infesting the colony! What's to stop them from coming for our planet next? Eliminate the incubator before the eggs hatch and that'll be one batch less to worry about. One life is nothing compared to millions upon millions, private!\" His higher-up barked before closing the connection, leaving no further room to argue.\nThe soldier looked at me, stared back at my horror-struck face, but simply let go of his gun.\n\"No, there has to be another way. After the horrors you've seen, I can't let it end like this.\" He claimed and for a moment I felt relieved.\nFor a small, short, meaningless moment.\n\"There's another way. It's hard to avoid it, but I've noticed what gender you are.\" He said or more like muttered to himself.\nHe reached for a blade strapped to his thigh and I panicked.\n\"Wait, what're you doing? What are you going to use that thing for?\" I asked, but no reply came.\n\"Those things are being kept in your uterus, right? This'll be just like a c-section.\" He approached me hesitantly, trembling as he wasn't sure if he even wanted to do this and possibly kill me anyway.\n\"No. No! You can't do this!\" This room wasn't very big, he will be upon me in no time at all!\nI tried to fight against my bond with every ounce of strength I possessed, but my pregnancy had drained me and I wasn't thinking clearly.\nI didn't think about the enormous amounts of pain I'd be in. I didn't think of the possibility of infection, infertility or even the possibility of death from bloodloss. There was but one thing on my mind.\nThe offspring.\n\"Stay away! I mean it! Stay away!\" I shouted at him as I tried to pull myself free, my bounds stronger after the last time I had attempted to escape six months ago.\n\"Hey, just calm down! I can't do this if you keep mo-\" He tried to get me to stay calmly in place so he could plunge that knife inside when I managed to get one leg free and incidentally kicking the soldier away.\nWith the extra bought time, I struggled harder with every ounce of strength I could conjure up, falling from the altar and ending up on my butt.\nIf I didn't have the threat of losing my children looming over me, I would've taken the time to notice in surprise how I am able to stand up with apparent ease after six months of sitting on my ass or lying down. In all that time my muscles hadn't atrophied a bit somehow.\nThe soldier recovered quickly just as I backed away from him, racking my brain for a way out.\n\"Listen, I know you're scared, but you have to let me do this!\" He tried to convince me, this time more desperate, his knife still clutched tightly in his hand.\nChaos, what do I do?\nI'm not a fighter, I've spent most of my life tucked away safely in my lab. I'm not strong like the Black Arms, I don't possess abilities like Black Doom, there was nothing I could use for a weapon.\nI suppose there was one way to get away and that was to just run.\n\"I'm not letting you get away!\" The incredibly stubborn human didn't allow me to run for it and grabbed my arm, but I didn't let him stop me.\n\"No! I refuse to let you do this!\" My own sentence was cut off with an ear piercing scream as I just felt my hand heat up with this strange energy and, as if on instinct, pushed it into the soldier's face.\nHe screamed and covered his face with his hands as he crumpled down to the floor. In utter horror upon what I had done, I stepped away from the writhing figure as he cried and whined pathetically.\nI looked down on my hand and noticed that it was burned in such an ugly way, my horror overwhelming the pain, but I watched it heal before my very eyes.\n\"What the...\" I couldn't help but mutter as I took a look at both of my hands. What was that? Where did it come from? Is it a side effect from my altered body? Is it dangerous to me or my brood?\nOnly one person who could answer that question.\n\"It came from in here!\" More of those soldiers entered the room after hearing their comrade cry out in absolute agony and came to a halt when they noticed the human soldier on the ground, his form now completely still.\nWith my gaze falling on them and the threat their colleague had posed to my unborn children still very fresh in my mind, the same heat from before returned. Except this time it plagued both of my palms.\nThe pain returned aswell as it felt like holding my hands up against a hot heater and being unable to pull away, but once more the feeling was overshadowed by the threat before me.\nA soldier kneeled besides his fallen friend and turned him over. Immediately he jumped up and away from his friend upon the sight of his face completely mangled and burned beyond recognition.\nChaos, did I really do that to him?\nOne of the soldiers' eyes narrowed as he glared at me and held his gun ready. The limp figure on the floor, weither dead or simply unconsciousness, me being the only other presence in the room and noticing no Black Arms around or leaving the room, the soldier came with one single conclusion.\nSomehow I had done this to the suspiciously quiet human and it certainly didn't help that I had a very filled belly with Chaos only knows what.\n\"You... You did this, didn't you?!\" I was instantly accused, their guns aimed at me.\nAs I was still trying to wrap my mind around what I had done it, was impossible for me to do anything other than back away into a corner. I didn't know what else to do.\nThe man who accused me growled as I didn't answer and fired his gun, purposely aiming just a hair away from me on my left.\nI couldn't help but yelp as I jumped at the deafening sound and covered my ears. My heart raced and my breathing quickened as panic welled up inside of me.\nI didn't know what to do. It was difficult to think clearly. Somehow I had defended myself before with that one soldier, but there were about four or five of them this time. What was I to do now?\n\"I asked you question!\" The trigger-happy soldier shouted and fired another shot, this time at my right. The bullet grazed my thigh, creating a stinging flesh wound.\nHis comrades just stood there looking at eachother, not knowing what to do. They were on a hostile alien colony with the sole survivor and his belly swollen with something foreign and their murdered friend lying on the ground with his face burned off. None of them knew what to do.\nCut the pregnant hedgehog some slack or play it safe and try to ensure their own safety?\n\"Hey!\" Another shot, but this time the remaining soldiers didn't pay that any mind.\nInstead they stared at the wound on my thigh healing before their very eyes, soon leaving not a single trace.\n\"What the hell...\" One of them muttered, his gun lowering briefly.\n\"No way, that couldn't have healed that fast!\" Another said.\n\"He's not a mobian, he can't be! Mobians can't heal that fast!\"\n\"He has to be one of them! He has to be!\"\nThey were panicking, they all were. They weren't thinking at all anymore. Instead they made up all sorts of nonsense about me, my origins, my ties to the Black Arms and what might linger in my abdomen.\n\"Chaos, Doom, don't do this to me!\" I yelled. I wanted my hivemind to come get me already.\nThey were going to do something to me, I know they will!\nAs if able to sense my ever growing distress, a large Black Arms soldier, a Black Oak, came barging into the room. It growled in rage upon watching these dishonorable beings threatening their would-be-broodmother.\nI don't think I've ever been more relieved to see a murderous alien in my life.\nThe soldiers turned to look at the giant behind them, but it was already too late. With an enraged roar, the Black Oak raised a large club made of steel and got ready to strike.\nI didn't stop him as he bludgeoned the soldiers to death, simply looking away and placing my hands on my abdomen, glad that at least they were okay.\nThen a hand suddenly settled on my head, stroking through my quills. I looked up and noticed the hivemind himself, finally here to come for me.\n\"I feel I should apologise. The invaders were keeping me busy and I could not immediately come for you as the broods had to be secured. I did not expect them to come this far.\" Black Doom apologised and continued his petting, which did initially settle me down.\n\"Now come, we must return to the Black Comet and leave this wretched place. With you by my side, I no longer feel the need to be here for much longer.\" With those words he drew away from me and turned to leave the room, but I couldn't help but stop him.\n\"What do you mean? Am I going to live on the comet too?\" I asked, an unexpected feeling of excitement filling my chest.\nBlack Doom turned to face me. I couldn't exactly see what kind of expression he wore, but I knew he was surprised I hadn't figured it out already.\n\"I felt your fear when the children were threatened and I felt your need to protect them. I have also felt the small spike in Chaos Energy, something that none of my children have ever been able to do. It was weak and pathetic, but also quite impressive. In these mere six months, you have adapted and progressed faster than any of my broodmothers before you. As far as I am concerned, you are a part of this colony.\" The alien hivemind responded to my question and the excited feeling in my chest grew stronger.\nI was part of them now. I was a broodmother, their broodmother. From now on my whole life would consist of being impregnated and giving birth for the sole purpose of keeping the Black Arms strong and prepared for any attack.\nSomehow the mere thought made me ecstatic.\n\"Come now, Shadow. Our broods are already on the comet. All that's missing is their mother.\" Black Doom said and placed a hand on my upper back to coax me along.\nI followed him without a second thought.\n\nHours later I gave birth to the brood I carried and it certainly wouldn't be the last.\nDuring my one day of rest, I spend all of my time in the spawning chamber, where my eggs and newborns were resting. I watched them, I held them, I had time for all for them. But most importantly, I witnessed a cluster hatching for the first time.\nJust like I had changed, so had they. No longer did they hatch like the gooey larvae that devoured the living. They came to the world as small Black Oaks or warriors or etc. Unlike their adult brothers, they were a little chubby because of baby fat and their red patterns were much more prominent.\nEven though I had not been allowed near them before that day, the newborns aswell as the older children immediatly recognised me and practically came flocking towards me, eager to finally see and feel their mother.\nJust like me, they were just as happy and excited. We could not get enough of eachother.\nTheir father had to pull me away from them in order to lead me to the breeding chamber, the room was attached to the spawning chamber, where I was once again stuffed and inseminated.\nGetting bred here onboard the Black Comet wasn't any different from before on the Ark, except for one small thing. I was let go after the breeding was done.\nWell, not exactly 'let go'. My exhausted form was picked up and brought towards my own personal chamber, also attached to the spawning chamber. It was a bit elivated from the ground and plastered with texture of the softest kind. It gave way to my weight in a comfortable manner, like one giant pillow.\nI had fallen asleep as soon as the door to my chamber closed and shut most of the light out. It was just that comfortable.\nWhen I woke up the next day, I wasn't restraint and on my back like I was used to whenever I was carrying, I was allowed to roam free. And as much as I wanted to stay close to my children, I took a look around the Black Comet, trying to farmiliarise myself with the place and its people.\nAs if by a miracle, I could see differences between each hallway I passed. They all looked so similar, but somehow I knew exactly where I was and somehow I could recognise where I had been and where not. Somehow I knew the comet like the back of my hand after just two weeks of exploring and with a large belly.\nOf course, that large belly didn't stay. So the next time my one day of rest came, that day turned into two, it turned into three, it turned into four.\nI was worried at first. Had I done something wrong? Had I done enough? Was I no longer needed?\nIt was nothing of that sort, of course. Black Doom simply wanted to train me. I had Chaos Energy at my disposal now, I should know how to use it. Being a broodmother wasn't just about birthing the spawns, I should be able to protect myself and them should anything like the incident on the Ark occur again.\nI knew the place, I know its people, I learned how to fight and control my new powers, so I settled to be with my brood to watch them grow up in a mere few months.\nWhen I first got here, the number six hundred and ninety had turned into seven hundred and twenty. A week later, that was seven hundred and fifty. A week after that, seven hundred and eighty.\nThe number just grew and grew and I felt more proud with every cluster I pushed onto this comet. The Black Arms' impression of me grew and I was no longer the hedgehog that just so happens to be used to incubate their siblings. I was a part of them now.\nBlack Doom has had a high regard for me ever since I proved to be a fighter after holding them off for a whole month, otherwise he would've never even attempted to make me his broodmother, but his attachment to me only grew.\nYears went by, decades passed, my loved ones one Mobius probably passed away without knowing of my fate, most likely believing me to be dead, and I showed not a single sign of aging. My body didn't deteriorate, it just sort of seemed frozen in time.\nBlack Doom told me that I would be their broodmother for as long as my womb hadn't 'wilted' as he stated, but six decades passed, seven decades, eight decades, I showed not a single sign of 'wilting'. Instead I seemed to grow stronger instead. My Chaos powers grew, I lost the need for my glasses, I no longer became sick.\nWherever Black Doom's name and reputation was known, so was I.\nI was they're broodmother and I would be around for a long time to come.",
"writing_bbcode_parsed": "Part Of The Colony
Shadow's POV
The Black Arms, that was the name of the species that boarded and attacked the colony that I called home. They were the ones who had come and taken my life away from me.
The Space Colony Ark had state of the art technology and I felt honoured to work here. When I had received a letter back home on Mobius that offered me a place among the esteemed brains onboard the colony, I simply could not refuse.
All my life, ever since my very first school science fair, I had worked and strived to one day join the great minds of my generation. I studied hard, read book after book, worked on project after project, I made myself known and finally my chance had come.
My parents were proud and urged me to accept, this was what I had been working so hard all my life for after all. I could not let this chance slip through my fingers.
So of course I accepted and only two weeks later, I boarded a shuttle and left for the Ark.
I was in my thirties and therefore the youngest scientist around, but I was welcomed with open arms.
The two months I spent here were amazing! I was a good asset, but only worked as an assistent for bigger names for now. The fresh oppinion of someone as young as me meant a lot to them.
I learned so much in my time here. I even got to work with Gerald Robotnik himself! One of my idols! He made me experience so much, witness so much. My time here was a dream come true and I never wanted it to end.
But all of that changed when the Black Arms attacked.
They came in the night, when most of us had retreated to our beds. Most of the time we returned to our rooms exhausted and just collapsed in our beds with how much the goverment expected from us. So no one noticed it when the camera's were mysteriously shut off aswell as the security systems. The aliens could sneak onboard and take everyone out with the utmost ease.
It was the bloodcurdling screams coming from down the hall that roused me at 3.45 in the morning. The first thing I saw was one of those flying aliens a second before it wrapped its tail around my neck carefully, trying not to wake me up. Upon noticing that I was awake, its grip closed around my throat and started to choke the life out of me.
My hands wrapped around the tail as I wanted to pull myself free, but it did not budge. My legs started kicking in an attempt to get free. My lungs soon screamed for oxygen as my trachae was squeezed closed. I wheezed and gasped as I writhed in my bed, trying so damn hard to get even an ounce of air.
As a last of resort, I reached out for the glass of water standing on my bedside table and broke it agains the side of my bed, using a large shard to stab the flying being.
It let go with a screech and finally I was free.
I dropped off my bed and backed away from my assailant as I gasped and coughed, my lungs burning as it took in large amounts of air to provide my abused body with all of the oxygen it had lacked these past few minutes.
Enraged by my resistence, the flying alien charged at me again and I grabbed the nearest object I could reach to throw against it, a chair. Wearing naught but my boxers and a loose t-shirt from a former boyfriend, I made my escape.
I escaped that night and managed to hide out for hours in a storage closet, but many weren't so lucky.
When I emerged from the locker I had been hiding in, it was to the sight of dead bodies littering the corridor. Humans and mobians alike lying on the ground in pools of blood, their very last expression of terror and pain still etched onto their faces.
My heart stopped upon the sight and I could only stare as I sauntered past each body, walking with a large detour around them. No matter where I went, everywhere was a sign of a struggle. Disheveled rooms, blood, corpses.
I suppose I should feel lucky that I'm still alive, that is what the sight of these bodies told me. I was lucky enough to escape.
The first cognitive thought that I was aware off was my plea to be back on Mobius again. As I kept on walking through the corridors, almost sedated, I couldn't ask for anything more than to be back on Mobius again with my parents.
Eventually I reached my room and found my door ajar. I cautiously entered my abode and noticed that it was empty now. It was a mess, like someone had been trying to find something or someone, but at least the only living being in it now was me.
I went to my knees and felt around on the floor. Once again I had to praise myself for being so lucky. I made it away with my life and managed to hide somewhere safe and made it back here without running straight into one of those things with how blurry my vision was.
Yes, like my mother and her sister, I was nearsighted. I could only see my assailant so clearly because of how close it had been with its tail wrapped around my throat. It had this dark bluish colour with a red head on which stood two pairs of eyes on each side. It had a pair of physics defying wings of which the rim was tainted red aswell as its tips. It had a long tail that ended with a red tip aswell, two red fins on its back despites it non-marine existence and it was covered in scales.
Just thinking about it made me feel a bit nauseated from fear and the memory of its scaly tail wrapped around my throat send chills down my spine.
I took a deep breath to rid myself of the memory, though I stayed weary, and resumed my search for my glasses.
Once they were found, thankfully unscathed, and perched up on my nose again, I searched my closet for some fresh clothing and pulled on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt with my favourite band on it, a t-shirt I usually kept for my days off.
Now that I was dressed, I took a peek outside of my room. As I noticed that the area was clear, I slipped out into the hallway.
I didn't like being back out here. I would've much rather stayed in my room and pretend that I could not be attacked by those things at any given moment, but I just could not stay in there. I had to see if I could find anyone else and reach the communication center.
That way we could get into contact with G.U.N down on Mobius and call for help. If we were to baricade ourselves in that room, we could wait it out until the military comes to our rescue.
With my heart pounding in my chest, I decided that was exactly what I was going to do.
I treaded lightly as I walked through the corridors. I made sure not to accidentally step onto anything that could possibly betray my location and averted my eyes whenever I spotted someone lying lifelessly on the floor or slouched up against the wall.
It's been another few hours now already and my watch told me that it was early in the afternoon by now. So far I have managed to stay clear of those invading creatures, but I have yet to stumble across any living humans or mobians aswell.
It was eerie how quiet and empty this space colony suddenly was. It used to be bustling with life, especially at this time of the day. Instead silence ruled and loneliness was its right hand. All of a sudden, the sheer massive size of the colony weighed down on my shoulders as I kept on walking.
A sudden heavy noise coming from up ahead made me dive down and hide behind a tipped over cabinet. As I sat and tried to listen for anymore sounds, it took me a while to realise that I was sitting right next to a corpse.
A deceased mobian soldier, judging by his uniform, sat there slouched with his back against the same cabinet as me. His head was mangled as if some sort of heavy force kept on slamming his face against the wall until he finally stopped moving, but his ears and the pattern of his fur told me that he used to be a white wolf.
I was about to jump up and run when I noticed the gun still clutched in his hand. I suppose it could be of use to me. I could protect myself with it, but I have no experience with guns at all. Chances are I'd kill myself or another survive instead off one of those things and it's not like the thing was of much use to its owner.
A heavy set of footsteps drew my attention and, with my ears down and quills as flat as I could make them with their kind of shape, I looked right over the top of the toppled cabinet. I could spot a large, faded shadow moving towards the hallway I was currently in. It looked roughly the size of a human, but its unusually bulky form told me that it definitely wasn't one of our fellow dominant species.
So with no places to hide here and an urgent need to protect myself rising, I took the gun anyway and all of the ammunition the deceased still carried with him. Turns out he still had three more clips, which I stuffed in the pockets of my jeans where ever they may fit.
I looked over the cabinet again, but quickly ducked back down as the creature rounded the corner.
It was here with me now.
Once I dared to look again, I managed to see it very clearly now in the light.
The creature was human sized and a very bulky, muscles well-build. It had a very dark green coloured skin and all four of its limbs had a dark red colour. It had three fingers on each hand and three toes on each foot, all with a large claw that was most dangerous without a doubt. It's balt head had two large amber coloured eyes.
With no pupils within those amber coloured eyes it was impossible for me to know just where he was looking.
With a breathy huff it turned around to walk past the hallway with heavy footsteps. I couldn't help but breath a sigh of relief as I was safe again.
Once my pulse had calmed down I stood up, gun still in hand for protection, and made my way to the end of the corridor where the creature had stood only moments before. Cautiously did I round the corner and looked into the direction where I had seen the alien walk into.
He was at the far end of the hallway. So long as I was quiet, I should probably be safe.
Luckily the com. center was in the opposite direction.
I stuffed the gun in the back of my jeans and started walking. The sooner I'd arrive at my destination, the faster I could get help to come.
The communication center was, of course, near the control center and they were both near the center of the Ark, so that was where I was headed.
Through the long corridors I walked with a hurried pace, eager to get to the core of it all where I knew I could call for help from the planet down below.
For some reason these dark creatures just would not leave as I came across several more of them who were simply patrolling the hallway. Most likely searching for survivors.
Or were they searching for something entirely different?
I don't think I want to know.
On my way to the com. center I hid, traveled through vents and avoided danger altogether, but that all wasn't so necessary when you walked straight into the enemy.
It had happened more than once as there were more aliens than I anticipated and I even discovered several different species, each bigger and badder than the previous.
It was concerning just how many there were and I truly wondered if I could really survive with so many hostiles around. Many of my former co-workers weren't so lucky as I often found their corpses strewn about, forgotten and not even consumed by the wandering lifeforms. Which begged the question of weither or not they were just murdered for sport.
But by miracle I managed to get to the control room and therefore also the communication center. The place was an absolute mess and I wasn't talking about the bodies this time.
As I dodged them and reached the main console, I noticed that the screen was broken and the console it was connected to missed a couple of buttons and some wires were poking out of a couple of deep gashes in the metal surface, telling a tale of how strong these things could be.
And they seemed to have their own technologically advanced weaponry to boot as I spotted the occasional creature sporting what could only be called a gun. I don't want to find out just what power they held either.
"You've got to be kidding me!" I unintentionally shouted out loud as my temper flared, slamming a fist on its surface. How long until I can get this fixed?!
But as expected, that dumb action drew unwanted attention.
Before I could turn to face the new presence that entered through the door, I suddenly felt this large fist hit me on my side, sending me flying into the other console. I could only slump down to the floor and embrace myself as pain erupted on the ribs of my right side and my left hip.
I was lucky that was all I got from this attack.
I looked up and saw the one who had just launched me from across the room. It was something I had come to know as a Black Oak and it growled down on me in a menacing way.
"Damn." I gasped as its amber eyes screamed of rage and it charged forward.
I could just barely roll out of the way and heard its fist colliding with the machinery behind me.
Realising that I had to get out of here before it destroyed everything in this room in its ceaseless enveadours to kill me, I slipped past its large form and ran out of the room.
Despites the pain now plaguing me, I fled as fast my legs could carry me, the alien following right behind me.
I could feel my lungs burning within my injured thorax, but I kept on going and used my smaller, and therefore faster, form to lose it around the corner and swiftly slipped into the first vent I came across.
My body was quickly becoming used to all of this running around.
Once my back met with the cold metal surface of the vent and the alien eventually walked past in its attempt at finding me again, I could relax and let my pulse and breathing calm down, riding the pain that alien had forced on me.
I doubt that my hip was broken since that body part seemed to be working just fine, but I did feel like I had to take a trip to the medical bay and get my ribs checked out. I doubt that anybody is still around there, but I could always take a scan of my ribs on my own. How difficult can that be?
And after that's done, I have to figure out what I'll be doing about that communication center. Broken or not, I had to make contact with Mobius and let them know what was going on up here in the colony.
Missing buttons, torn wires, they were replaceable and I know that I can do it. It was only a matter of getting the right materials and the Ark is full of the things I need.
Once the radio is fixed, I can establish contact, get the military up here, return home and forget that this ever happened, maybe get some therapy.
But it'll take time. And coupling that with recovery, hygiene, food, and safety, it will take a lot of time.
Weeks. I've been stuck here alone for weeks already. Four to be exact.
I managed to turn my room into a semi-safe headquarters to work with as I managed to seal the door and barricade it while also sealing off the vents, though I still used the one going from my room to the hallway.
It was a vent I had found when I decided to push the wardrobe in front of the door after securing it from the inside and it was big enough for someone of my stature to crawl through.
I had raided the cafeteria for food and drinks and I have enough to last me a few months at the very least, especially when I conserve it in the mini fridge my parents had insisted I take along with me. And then there was still my bed, which was exactly why I had chosen my room as my hideout.
As for the electronics that I needed, I was getting there and I was hoarding all that I've collected right here.
I've made a list of all the things that I need and the list was nearly complete. All I needed right now were the tools I need to fix that console.
I knew where to get those tools, but that didn't mean all of my problems were over.
Those alien intruders were still around.
Whatever they were looking for, they hadn't found it yet and so they stayed. And this meant that I have to make the repairs while fully exposed to dangers besides electrocution.
My chances were slim to say the least, but I refused to give up.
It was the start of another night, as the clock on my phone had told me. But I wasn't just looking at it for the time alone, I was scrolling through my pictures.
I had taken tons of them. Of my parents, of my friends, my friends turned boyfriends, though they were my exes now. I had quite a few pictures of my time here too, because I promised my parents to take plenty for them to mail later on when they didn't contain classified information.
My parents haven't heard from me for weeks now. They must be so worried about me, I can only imagine what they must be feeling right now. Mom used to get worried whenever I was home late from school for just half an hour, she must be driving herself insane with worry right now.
And all those other familes too. All communications with the Ark had suddenly been cut off, everyone must be concerned for their missing loved ones, but only my parents still had their son.
I had to go home. If anything, I should be able to make it back and give them closure.
I got up from my bed and grabbed some fresh clothing in the form of a shirt and shorts as the temperature had risen these past few weeks. The aliens must've been tampering with the climate control of the colony.
I grabbed a shoulderbag filled with the electronics that I had managed to gather aswell as that same gun I had grabbed from that dead soldier a long while ago. I've been collecting ammo aswell and I've garnered quite a heap of them already, stuffing them all in a duffel bag.
Knowing that I'll be as ready as I'll ever be, I entered the vent and crawled through until I reached the hallway.
I was in the clear so far. If I just manage to not run into any trouble, my trip back to the communication center should go smoothly. All that I would have to worry about then was to fix the console, establish contact, and wait somewhere safe for help to come, all the while making sure no alien invaders would come and bust me in the act.
I was dead silent as I stalked through the long corridors, alert for anything that might come around the corner.
It stayed quiet so far, telling me that none of the bulky bipedal creatures had to be around, which was some small comfort as I had seen what their brute force could do.
That didn't necessarily mean I was safe, though. The winged creatures could still be lurking somewhere in the shadows.
The lights had been dimmed ever since the alien invaders took over, just like the temperature had risen. I don't know as of yet just what purpose these changes had, but I had different priorities right now.
I had to stay alert for incoming enemies. I may have chosen to go at night because I have noticed that these creatures are less active then, but I still had to look out for myself.
It shouldn't be much farther now, the communication center. I was just a few more corridors away from my target.
But as I turned the last corner, I could see that the entrance to my destination was being guarded by two of those bulky creatures. They looked tired, in need of two of their kin to take their place, but even now they were still dangerous.
I needed a distraction, just long enough to grant myself access to the coms. On the inside should be a switch to lock the door and keep them out long enough to fix the damage and reach planet Mobius. As for my escape, there should be a vent I can somehow find my way in and back out again.
Checking the vent nearest to me with a flashlight for any pests, I drew my gun and fired three shots, shocked at how much the sound hurt my ears.
A mix of startled growls told me the two guards had heard it and two sets of footsteps stomping over told me that they were quickly coming. With the little time I had left I quickly dove into the vent, holding the grid in place and my breath as they passed.
They gave chase to a foe that hadn't runaway, but stopped at the next corridor. They weren't stupid enough to leave their post entirely. I had but a very small window.
So I took it with both of my hands and crawled out before going to a full out sprint towards the coms. They spotted me as the grid loudly fell to the floor and quickly raced after me, but that was one advantage that my small form had over their large ones. Their heavy muscles slowed them down, which made me quicker than them.
However, it was still just in time that I managed to reach the communication center and punched the button that would lock the heavy door behind me, a large fist connecting with the surface in an instant.
Turning around, I could see both foreign creatures growling in rage from the other side.
Damn, that was closer than I thought.
Nevermind that, I had to concentrate on establishing communication with my home planet and get myself and any other possible survivors out of here.
My bag dropped down on the ground next to me after I had approached the damaged controls. This shouldn't be too difficult. Just a couple of screws here, a few new wires there, put the buttons back in their original place, ...
I just wished those brutes would stop pounding at the damn door and allow me to actually think!
I was almost done, I was so close to finishing these controls, but just as I could make contact with G.U.N, the door gave in beneath the pounding and bend inwards enough for the two oversized guards to force their way inside.
Oh crap, I needed to get out of here. Now!
I was a mobian, I had natural agility that a human didn't have and I used it to my advantage to jump over the controls and get to the first vent I spotted, hoping to use obstacles and swift moves to see the next day.
Successfully did I reach the vent, but as I was about to remove the grid, one of those flying creatures came bursting out, catching me by surprise. The ruckus of the giants must've caught the attention of others.
Its tail wrapped around my middle and I suddenly felt myself being lifted up into the air towards the ceiling before getting flung back down right on the console I had just fixed.
Ribs snapped once more and I think my back did too.
A large hand grabbed all of my quills as I lied immobile on the floor, unable to move from my spot because of this unbearable pain. It was not at all bothered as my spines broke through skin and drew blood, and I was once again held above the ground. The large creature was prepared to smash my skull into the hardest object it could find.
The pain was so overwhelming, but I wasn't about to go down without a fight. Pulling the gun from my waistband, I aimed and fired more than one shot.
When people speak of the saying 'the broad side of a mountain' that creature was the very definition of it. I could not miss.
With a last cry the creature let go and I fell to the floor just as it unceremoniously slumped down lifeless to the ground.
The landing had knocked all of the air out of my lungs, but I could not let it stop me from defending myself to my very last breath.
I couldn't move away, my legs motionless after my spine had snapped. So as the other giant approached me, I could only fire the gun and hope it wouldn't topple right on top of me, fear of death pushing me to keep going.
Somehow the several bullets I had fired embedded into his face and chest, though I hadn't really aimed, and emptied my current clip aswell as another one. It fell to the floor just as the flying one's tail wrapped around my throat and tried to choke the very life out of me, one of its wings hitting the gun out of my hand.
No, I won't succumb. I'll get back home even if I have to spend the rest of my life in a damn wheelchair!
But then it just let go and backed off.
My vision had been growing dark, my grip fighting to get out of the tail's grasp loosening, my brain shutting down, so why did it suddenly let go and let me breath?
As my fading gaze regained some clarity, it settled on a being I had never seen before, not once since their invasion started weeks ago, and then I knew why.
This must be their leader, this creature with his long horns, robe, and jewelry. He must be the one orchestrating this whole thing from the very beginning, the one who decided to raid this space colony in the middle of the night to wipe out all the employees and the soldiers protecting them.
The creature looked down on me with its three eyes, his expression unreadable.
"You mobians have always seemed so weak and pathetic, nothing more than flesh used for consumption. Your human kin aren't much better." The alien spoke in this unearthly voice and it shook me to the very core. I had never heard anything like his voice before.
"But here you are, the only survivor after we raided your home a month ago. I heard your spine snap in half, but still you manage you kill two of my children." He continued to speak from a mouth that I could not identify. I could detect a hint of interest in his voice.
So those two were his kids. Are all of them his offspring?
Chaos, if that's true, I just might be in for one hell of a time before I do finally die. And I don't think I can expect the good sense of the saying.
"You intrigue me, mobian... Of all the warriors in this colony, it is you who survives, the scrawniest of them all. You killed two of my most strongest, two Black Oaks to which you are but a small rodent." It almost seemed like he was thinking out loud and a scientist as myself should be fascinated, I can only be worried about what would happen to me next. It's not like I can take his monologue as the time to escape. I can't feel my legs.
"It makes me wonder what kind of potential you hold..." The alien overlord bend downwards, grabbing my chin, or more like half my face and throat, to take a good look at me.
I was frozen in fear and expected him to break my neck and be done with it, but that never happened. For a couple of heart-stopping moments, he simply stared and scrutinised me before he finally let go and let my body fall flat on the floor again.
"You need work, but I can sense you have much to offer us." The creature eventually decided and the winged one wrapped its tail around my neck, squeezing and cutting off my airways once more.
I tried to fight it, but it was no use. With only my own waning strength to rely on, I quickly lost consciousness.
After a whole month of surviving on my own, the life I knew had come to an end.
It was to my personal shock that I found myself waking up again.
I was incredibly drowsy and I could barely open my eyes to look at my surroundings, like I was waking up from a deep coma of sorts, but at least my other senses could still tell me a little bit.
I was obviously lying on something soft. Not the fluffy kind of soft, but just something my body seems to be sinking into, like a thick mattress. It was quite comfortable to lie on and as I was so tired, it was tempting to just continue my slumber, but I wanted to know what was going on.
I remember that imposing alien, presumably the father of all of these invading creatures, and how he said all of those strange things.
Mobians and humans for consumption? And what is that about me having a lot of potential? What did I do that astonished him so?
He made the winged one knock me out by choking me. I really did think I was about to die then.
So why did I wake up? Why was I kept alive while everyone else got killed?
Speaking of which...
A moan of discomfort left me as I tried to move, pain shooting through my entire body from my back.
I figured that it had something to do with the fact that my spine had been broken, but why did the pain travel through my legs aswell when they had been completely void of feeling before?
My eyes snapped open as I wanted to know what was going on and I came to face an absolute shock.
A thick texture of some kind covered the walls, ceiling, and floor. It was coloured a mix of purple and dark pink, something straight out of a movie, and looked hard to the touch.
I wasn't on the Ark anymore.
"Nonsense, the interior is being rebuilt, but you are still very much on the same colony." A voice told me and in came that intimidating figure from before, a door sliding closed behind him.
"Wait, how did you answer to my very thoughts?" I asked, gazing up to him.
"You talk an awful lot to yourself. I'm surprised you don't know." The voice told me.
Chaos, did I feel embarrassed. The one reason I'm alive is because I somehow managed to impress the overlord and I have to screw it over by talking to myself and without even knowing about it!
"If you are wondering why you're alive, than I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you as I have no intention to tell you of my plans. Not yet." The figure told me, which really didn't settle my concerns.
It was worrisome that he refused to tell me what he planned on doing with me. What did he want to keep secret from me? Was it dreadful?
I became aware of a terrible sensation in the middle of my back. It wasn't pain, not at all. I can't describe what exactly it feels like, I have nothing to compare it to. The closest I could get was that it felt like movement.
"What... What's that in my back?" I asked as I desperatly wanted to know, the feeling was creeping me out.
"Our home, the comet, provides us with everything we need. It keeps us healthy and heals our injuries. And it will heal yours just the same." The alien told me and I couldn't help but be overcome with shock.
My spine was being repaired? But not even modern science can solve paralysis!
"Fret not, you will never have to suffer from your primitive ways ever again." His heavy voice told me, proud with how stumped I was.
So that answered my questions about what was happening to my back, but there were still other answers that I needed.
"What are you?" I wasn't going to get an answer to what lied in the near future for me, so this would have to do.
If the look that I identified as malicious glee was correct, than I had asked the right question.
"We are a superior race called the Black Arms and we travel from planet to planet, conquering them and forcing them into submission. I am its hivemind, Black Doom." The creature gloated in pure pride and, though I should feel horrified, I instead felt my interest piqued.
"A hivemind? Are you an alien race with swarm intelligence?" I asked carefully, my natural curiosity winning from the common sense to stay as quiet as possible.
Doom gazed down on me, seemingly pleasantly surprised that I did know what it meant to be part of a hive.
Aliens with swarm inteligence didn't have much free will or even sentience. They adhered solely to their leader's wishes and commands with little regard for themselves. They usually followed solely their parent. Bees were part of a hivemind, as were ants. A single colony fighting to protect a queen, often their mother.
It must be the same here if he's referring to himself as the hivemind, the others didn't even talk. So he really must be father to them all.
"I must say, you do keep pleasantly surprising me. Yes, I believe you suit me quite well. What is your name?" The overlord asked as I hadn't given him my name yet.
So I really did hold some big significance for him now. Why else would a world conquering hivemind want to know my name?
"... Shadow." I didn't think there was any use in hiding it from him, so I simply told him the truth.
"Shadow... It' quite an ominous name. Perfect." Black Doom seemed to approve for whichever reason.
Then he suddenly chuckled darkly, like there was something that amused him.
"Yes, Shadow, the one who will spread darkness across the galaxy with me." He was hinting at something that I just did not have enough clues to figure out yet, but already I shuddered at the thought.
Black Doom left on that note, considering our conversation finished and abandoned me in this room.
I could only hope to pass out soon, the repairing of my back felt too strange for me and without Doom to distract me, I wanted to sleep this away.
When I woke back up again, I found myself in quite a predicament again.
The red, pink and purplish walls of fleshy nature surrounded me once again, but it wasn't the same room I had previously woken up in. This was a completely different room and I almost hadn't noticed.
But the biggest giveaway that I had been moved, was the position I woke up in.
I was sitting on top of an altar of sorts, the closest thing that I could resemble it too. My wrists were tied above my head, my upper back rested partially on the wall while most of my lower back lied on the soft surface, which thankfully didn't hurt anymore. My knees were bend and legs spread, held in that position by those ropes made of the same material I was lying upon that stubbornly kept them in place and also decorated the entire room.
What was up with this position? Why am I not dead yet? Have they decided to toy with me a bit longer because I'm the sole survivor?
No, wait, they needed something from me, didn't they? I was promising and all that crap. I would 'spread darkness' with him.
Still, I didn't want to wait to find out exactly what he meant and began to struggle against my bonds, futily trying to get free.
I wasn't paralysed anymore, my back was healed, so I believed that I might have a sliver of a chance to get back to the communication center and alert G.U.N. If Black Doom hadn't been lying to me, than I was still on the ARK.
Suddenly I wasn't alone anymore.
"Such resilience, such willpower, such prowess. I have never seen a unique soldier such as yourself in your race before. How could I ever let my sons feast on you when you could be used for a greater purpose?" Black Doom stated out of nowhere as he entered the room as a door I hadn't noticed before opened up
Briefly I wanted to state that I wasn't a soldier but a mere scientist, but instead I decided to return the favour.
"For a... Greater purpose? Should I be worried?" I asked, trying to stay calm.
So if I wasn't their next meal, obviously I wasn't, than what did they want from me?
As he hovered closer to me, he showed me something he had been holding without saying a word. He wanted me to figure it all out by myself, to test me.
It was small and round. The hull of whatever it was, was translucent. It allowed me to see that it contained a yellowish and reddish core, it reminded me of a chicken egg should the shell have been transparant. It certainly looked like it contained a small being.
So that's exactly what it must be.
The little egg he held in between two of his large fingers couldn't be any bigger than a golfball. It looked so strange. The center was enveloped by this light pink substance and the outer shell was nearly white. Its sight didn't sooth me in the slightest.
"That's an egg? But what..." Did I even want to ask what it had to do with me?
Black Doom seemed to release a huff in approvement when I managed to guess what he held, though he also would've liked for me to figure out the rest.
"This, Shadow, will announce the beginning of your new life." He told me and suddenly I knew exactly what he wanted from me.
"Are you going to... No... No! I refuse to be used this way!" I started struggling against my bindings, hoping to somehow get loose.
If the hivemind could smirk, he probably would've. He knew I had figured it out and that overjoyed him.
Apparently I'd make him a fine mate. That was why I wasn't currently being devoured or just straight up killed already. Somehow my survival and the stubborn will to live had made him attracted to me enough to come up with such a nefarious plan.
I couldn't just let him do this, but no matter what I said or how much I struggled, Black Doom still lifted my shorts and underwear to gain access to my nether regions.
"No, stop! You can't do this to me!" I shouted, but still he continued, bringing the egg closer to my body.
"It contains no life just yet, but it'll soon be given just that through your warm womb and our shared genetics. I have high hopes for the offspring you will bring forth." Soon I could feel the cold surface of the lifeless egg touch my vaginal lips and entrance. Without another word, the hivemind pushed it inside.
My eyes widened and my mouth was agape while I gasped as the cold thing was pushed into my birth canal. It felt so squishy and gellatinous in my inner walls as they, as if automatically, swallowed it deeper inside.
"No, stop!" I growled at my own body, but it was too late. The harsh cold of the egg let me know exactly where it was and it had ended up in my womb.
"No, damnit! Push it out! Come on, push it out!" I growled and tried to contract my abdominal and nether muscles, but it didn't budge in the slightest. All that changed was the cold disappearing as my internal body heat warmed the egg up.
Panting, my body relaxed as I cursed myself for my failure.
"Try as you might, the moment that egg will leave is when it's time to lay." Black Doom informed me and from the corners of my eyes I could see all sorts of shapes moving towards me.
If he was going to restrain my further to make me incubate that egg to fullterm, than I had to get out while I still could.
"No, I refuse to partake in this!" I told the hivemind with resolve in my every fiber and began to struggle against my bonds again.
Thankfully, because they seemed to fear possibly hurting me with the egg now inside, it was possible to tear my hands free. I pulled my underwear and shorts back up and attempted to tear my legs free.
Black Doom refused to let me go very far.
With a near inaudable grunt coming from him, the shapes shot towards me and grabbed my wrists to pull them away from my restraints holding my legs up. Now I could recognise those things as tendrils wrapped tightly around my wrists.
I growled as I attempted to fight them off, but with ease they pulled my wrists back to the wall up above my head, the living walls crawling over my hands and wrists, the two limbs almost disappearing from sight.
"Damn!" I couldn't help but shout in frustration as I was restraint again in no time flat. They barely even had to try.
"Such a lust for fighting, even when you know you've lost. This is why I want you as my next broodmother." Black Doom approached me, one large hand came to rest on top of my head and moved towards my cheek, the size of his hand pretty much taking up the whole left side of my face. He carressed that side of my face with almost gentle care.
That gesture of affection shocked me at first, but I was soon snapped out of it when two tendrils coming from each side of me brushed ever so lightly across my outer thighs, slowly sneaking their way to my inner thighs.
"What... What are they doing?" I asked as they sneaked into my shorts, only stopping at my crotch.
"Hey, there's already an egg in there! What are you planning now?" I asked the hivemind as the tendrils' soft brushes now concentrated on my feminine gender, now only protected by one layer of fabric.
I now knew why I was still breathing, but what did these things have to do with it?
Meanwhile, as I contemplated this, other tentacles approached from all sides of me. From the left, right, above, below. There were several of them and they all touched one part of my body. Four had snuck underneath my shirt and stroked over my bare torso, soon running through my white chest fur and teasing my back. The feeling send shivers up and down my spine.
They wanted to arouse me.
"I've watched your home for months before commencing my attack. I know you're a scientist. With an IQ such as yours, surely you can figure out what my intentions are. That one egg now resting in your womb isn't the only one you'll welcome inside." The hivemind told me, like it should've been obvious, which it should've been.
He took a step back to the give the tentacles all the room they needed and they took all the room they could get.
They stroked over my torso and back, my arms and taunted my fingers as if trying to give my the sense of my lovers' hands intertwining with mine, they brushed over my legs and three of the tendrils pushed past the waistband of my both my shorts and underwear to tease the ring of muscles not far beneath my tail.
"Damn, not there!" I snarled as I felt the tendrils stroke over my buttocks and the tips tease my tailhole.
They were going to mate me. Didn't matter if I was willing to or not, they wanted to arouse me and mate me.
No, 'breed' would be a better word. Black Doom wanted to force more eggs into my uterus and wanted these tentacles to do the job for him. 'Breed' was the perfect word for it.
As four of the tendrils reached my head and three of them ran through my quills, the fourth one prodded my lips, which I clamped closed on eachother.
They felt so slimy and warm, coating my fur and clothes with the mucus they produced to prepare me for the task at hand.
The substance was warm and clung to me. The longer it stayed stuck to my body, the more I started to notice a change in my body. My skin started to tingle and my blood was rushing in my veins as my heart started pounding my chest. My cheeks felt hot aswell as my ears and I couldn't help but pant when I began to feel like my lungs weren't taking in enough air.
"What is happening?" I managed to ask before the tendril prodding my lips dove into my mouth and started exploring every nook and cranny of my mouth, soon playing with my tongue.
It almost felt like I was making out with someone and this heat growing in my body was making me less and less reluctant to participate in the invasion of my mouth.
"The substance they ooze is an aphrodisiac. It will help you enjoy this experience to the full extent." The hivemind informed me, but it was getting harder to concentrate.
A second tentacles joined the first one in my mouth and went a bit deeper, giving me the sensation that I was deepthroating someone.
Chaos, I've only done that once before. It was back in college with a good friend of mine Sonic and his brothers Scourge and Manic. It had been a threesome with me in the center of it all.
Hey, I've done alot of experimenting in college. They were the ones who approached me with the idea.
My eyes closed and unwilling moans escaped from my vocals as it became harder and harder not to give in. The oral treatment I was receiving was making it more and more difficult, but the affection from the other tentacles picked up aswell, further aided by the aphrodisiac that was pretty much soaking me from head to toe by now.
While the stroking of my body took a faster and wider space, the tendrils in my shorts picked their act up aswell. One of the tendrils at my tailhole used the substance it was producing to lubricate my anus before carefully pushing inside, stretching that orifice for the first time in my life.
Experimenting with a foursome or not, I had always been fearful of using that place so only two of my three orifices had been used. They were the first to get in there.
Chaos, it felt so strange. That meaty extention began to rummage around, rolling over my inner walls for a few moments before pulling out and pushing back in, as if thrusting. The uncomfortable stretch didn't last long, the lubrication made sure of that.
With the aphrodisiac poisoning my mind, my body began to writhe and twitch upon the feeling of being penetrated by just one of those things. I couldn't help but moan as I was thrusted into. The second tendril soon joined and the third, not wanting to miss out on the fun either, soon followed inside.
If I was able to stay alert, I would've practically felt the alien overlord smirk as he watched me, amused at how I squirmed beneath the touch of his extentions.
More and more I caved in beneath the power of the aphrodisiac, but the final strike was when the two tendrils at my pussy sneaked inside my underwear and rubbed my swollen flesh down there, seeking out my sensitive nub of nerves.
That was when I gave in and lost the fight complete, simply moaning to my heart's content and trying to spread my legs wider. As if able to sense my desire, my legs were pulled apart wider, showing Black Doom even more of the scene unfolding before him.
As the oral pleasure continued aswell as the penetrating in one of my lower orifices, one of the two tentacles played with my clitoris while the tip of the other one circled my entrance.
I wasn't a virgin. I had my cherry popped back in high school by my very first boyfriend in Junior year, but my blush still deepened considerably. This was going to be a first for anyone of my race.
I was wet. I was more than wet. Juices kept escaping from my entrance, coating the tentacles in vaginal fluid and trailing down my butt, soon soaking my underwear and even my shorts. Penetrating me would be no problem.
But still the tentacle ever so cautiously pushed into my opening, stretching it a bit as it went deeper and deeper, bending and rolling across my inner walls and folds as if exploring my female organ.
"As expected, you're not a virgin." Black Doom couldn't help but state almost as if disappointed, but I didn't reply. I couldn't for obvious reasons.
My body trembled and shivered as I was penetrated deeper, the tip soon rubbed over my cervix. As the other one kept sending jolt after jolt of pleasure through my system via my clit, the one in my pussy moved around, sliding in and out of me in a thrusting motion a couple of times before pushing past my cervix, making me yelp and my back arch.
My eyes snapped open as I stared down at my lower belly, as if expecting to see something move in there as the soft, fleshy extention moved further into my uterus, lovingly stroking over the egg for a moment.
Suddenly it's aphrodisiac production picked up and coated my uterine walls to make the heat grow to unbearable levels.
Chaos, I was losing my mind!
As more and more of the substance was produced, it escaped from my cervix and came pouring out of my gender, soaking my clothes even more and even creating a small pool of it beneath me.
My moans grew louder as the heat in my body grew and grew. This was too much, way too much. I wanted to be mated, wanted to be taken, to be bred, and impregnated.
That was all I could think of now that this heat had completely conquered me.
A low chuckle left Black Doom's vocals as he watched, anticipating the moment he could finally participate as he watched me lose my very identity to the incredibly powerful aphrodisiac.
Suddenly the tentacle inside my pussy pulled out to, along with the other one, spread my lower lips. A heap of unused tentacles came forth and grabbed hold of my shorts to rip the clothing apart and soon my underwear suffered the same fate. Now my feminine gender was fully exposed to the warm air that hung around the room.
The thrusting in my anal region slowed to the stop and my legs were spread just a tad bit wider before something thicker approached me from the front.
It was thicker than the others, it had a throbbing head and a slit at the tip.
I could only moan and stare as the succulent flesh crawled closer in an almost teasing manner, soon reaching my exposed pussy and, without hesisation, thrusted inside.
A loud moan escaped me and my back arched as the thick, throbbing girth stretched me wide and slid in with ease, further rubbing in the aphrodisiac fluid for a greater effect.
I've lost my mind, it's completely blank. I can barely think.
The thick shaft slid in and out of me with utter ease, my body rocking along with every thrust. It was impossible to get any wetter than this, but my arousal shot through the roof as it moved in and out, my moans growing louder, my heart beating so fast that I almost feared for a heart attack.
It throbbed and a different fluid came dribbling out of the slit, coating my insides. And if that wasn't enough, the three tendrils in my anal entrance resumed their task aswell and so I was being thrusted in all three of my orifices. If I hadn't been gone already, I sure was now.
But the thick tentacle eventually slowed to a halt and stopped with the tip pressed against my cervix. Something prominent bulged inside it and moved closer to my feminine, I barely even noticed it until the large bulge pressed up against my crotch.
"Hmm?!" I hummed in surprise between my moans upon the feeling, but I was taken aback by the spasming of the thick girth inside while the bulge started to reduce in size.
Just barely a second later, things were suddenly being pushed into my womb, joining the first egg and filling the place up.
This wasn't just a thick tentacle, this was an ovipositor. That large bulge inside was more eggs like the one Black Doom had pushed into me earlier and they were now all deposited into my uterus.
At an almost terrifying rate my belly grew in size and my womb in weight. My eyes grew wider at the sight and feeling and panic pushed some of the arousal away, but that was quickly taken care off when the tendril rubbing my clitoris took on a faster pace and soon enough made me orgasm.
As usual my body tensed up, my toes and fingers curled, my inner walls clamped down on the thick ovipositor inside as if never wanting to let go and my moans grew louder and louder, I was pretty much crying out of ecstacy by now.
Black Doom only looked on as I was filled with more and more eggs until my abdomen was stretched to the extent of making me look like I was nine months pregnant.
Finally the two tendrils in my mouth pulled away to allow me to pant as I was in a desperate need of air. An incredibly intense orgasm had only just passed through me, but somehow I was still horny, probably because of the aphrodisiac that had both covered and filled me.
"Black... Black Doom, please tell me this is the end. I can't take much more of this." I pleaded with him, my lips apart as I panted.
As the hivemind came closer, the ovipositor slipped free from my gender, leaving an empty throbbing in my pussy.
Damn, I wanted to be filled again.
Something was wrong. Something was missing. I needed that something!
"Don't worry, my Dear, I will put a stop to the unbearable longing you are feeling." The hivemind said and almost immediatly I could feel something pressing up against my used opening.
No need guessing twice what it was. Now that the ovipositor had laid its eggs inside of me, it was Doom's turn for his part in the breeding.
His thick girth had showed itself past the robe and was standing up stiff and proudly, ready to take me.
"Please! Please! Push it inside! Put it inside me! I can't wait any longer!" I begged, pleaded and whining, dying of the arousal I felt.
Black Doom didn't dare let me suffer for long and gently pushed his impossible shaft inside, stretching my pussy wider than it had ever been before. And yet, somehow, he slid with relative ease, tip soon meeting my cervix.
He was packing. And I mean really packing. Something like that should never have been able to fit inside of me.
With how far I was stretched down there, I would probably be too loose for anyone other than a Black Arms now. Never again would I invite another mobian lover in there.
"Ah, yes! Oh Chaos, yes! Please breed me!" The words just rolled off my tongue with little resistence, relief sweeping over me now that I filled up again.
The alien didn't keep a chuckle from resonating from his vocals and took my hips before pulling out of me, leaving only the tip inside before thrusting back in. He pulled me closer to him so I was lying completely on my back now, the relief of that quickly forgotten.
The pace he immediatly set was fast, pandering to the longing the massive exposure to the aphrodisiac had caused. The stretch should've hurt, but instead the friction made my eyes roll back into my skull from the pleasure.
I've heard of the term 'fucked silly' before, but I could've never imagined what that would feel like until now. Chaos, it was amazing! I never wanted this to end!
"Don't stop! Oh Chaos, never stop!" I cried out and the hivemind didn't even dare to think of it. His thrusts grew faster, his tip kept kissing my cervix, he was pounding me. But all I could feel when our crotches met was the rough fabric of his robe pressing to my lower lips.
They were quickly turning red and sore because of the hammering into my pussy and I adored it to bits.
"Faster, harder, deeper!" I pleaded with him, but Black Doom was already giving me all a mere mobian could handle. That was a plea he had to ignore. He didn't want to hurt his precious new broodmother.
I could vividly feel everything going on in my body. The countless upon countless of eggs cramped together in my mobian womb, my vagina impossibly stretched, the thick shaft leaking precum and throbbing inside.
Once again, my very being was long gone.
I felt nothing but bliss.
Pure, pleasurable bliss.
Black Doom continued to rut me, but eventually my second orgasm reached me. I was tired, used beyond my limit and now pregnant, of course it came faster than before and once again I clamped down on the girth stretching me so wide, locking it inside and bringing tears to my eyes as I started to cry, a wave pleasure electrocuting my every fiber.
Not wanting to exhaust me further, Doom came inside. His large load of seed joined the eggs inside, fertilising them all and filling them with life.
Finally, the more semen poured out inside of me, my mind returned and my unbearable arousal faded away along with the heat. Now I was truly exhausted. I could only lie here and pant, eyes heavy and lips apart.
I felt sore, exhausted, stretched beyond my limit. I ached quite a bit too. It also felt like my mind was working at a slow pace. I didn't even spent any attention to my swollen belly until Black Doom's hand settled on top, carressing the entirety of it.
"They'll.... They'll come out the same way they came in, right?" I asked, looking down on it.
The alien couldn't help but huff in mockery.
"I've seen those movies that describe your planet's versions of extraterrestrials. If you are referring to possible stomachbusters, than I can reassure you they certainly won't come into the world that way." He reassured me, his large hand still on top of my belly.
"You will birth them like any other mother as soon as your added DNA has affected them. How long that will take, differs from broodmother to broodmother." He finished and I felt reassured.
So I wasn't just an incubator. My genes would truly have a say in the bodily make-up of this offspring.
I grimaced as Black Doom pulled his limb manhood out of me and let it disappear in his robe again, to wherever his lower body may be hidden in there. I was so loose and sore there now. Upon noticing my discomfort, two of the tendrils were ordered to massage my abused body while the others retreated.
My eyes closed as I relaxed, but they quickly opened again as I felt Doom grab my shirt and carefully tear it apart, leaving me completely bare.
Then his hand settled on my head again, one finger tenderly scratching behind my ear.
"It seems that I have convinced you to be my broodmother." He spoke up again.
My eyes settled on my big belly again. Now that I was able to think and feel clearly again, I could not deny the strange feeling being pregnant of an alien brood gave me. It was pleasant, fullfilling.
"If I can have sex like that every time you impregnate me, count me in!" I lied. The sex was only a small part of why I wanted to stay here. A belly filled with countless of eggs was the biggest reason.
Without a doubt my parents have been told I was dead, I couldn't just appear on their doorstep heavily pregnant.
Black Doom drew away from me and turned to leave the room. Before I could ask where he was going, he turned to face me as he floated in the doorway.
"I will make my rounds around the colony once again. Now that I have you has my broodmother, I wish to seek any and all threats that might be present." He informed me before leaving.
I was alone and so I I took this moment of peace to sleep.
For only a week did I carry the eggs inside of me.
After a whole week of being guarded by my own personal bodyguards, being tended to my every need and showered in affections, the day came that the eggs had to be laid.
For my first birth Black Doom wanted to be there, though he's seen this a million times before from his previous broodmothers.
Still in the same position I was impregnated in, once again slouched, my water had broken as heavy contractions tore through my body, bringing me to tears while sobs broke through.
"Why does it hurt so much? They're the size of golf balls and pretty much gellatine. They should be slipping out like nothing!" I sobbed, shoulders shaking.
"Calm yourself. This is only your first brood, your body is still adapting." The hivemind by my side told me, his hand once again resting on top of my belly.
I decided to believe his words, but the pain was still there and it wasn't about to leave any time soon.
As if preparing for the upcoming eggs, a Black Hawk was present aswell, carrying a pouch made out of a warm membrane. Doom told me our offspring would be carried in that sack to the spawning chamber located in the bowels of the Ark for now.
When I asked why not on the Black Comet and why I wasn't there myself as of yet, Black Doom had answered with a simple "you're not ready yet."
I would've asked why not except I knew why.
I still had doubts.
Yes, somehow I fell for the eggs right after they were fertilised, maybe it was the aphrodisiac, my secret wish for children of my own or some sort of mental manipulation, nothing could stop me from trying to escape as soon as they vacated my womb.
I can't lie, I do wonder how my parents are doing. I miss them, I miss my friends, miss Sonic. I'd love to see Rouge and her little treasure again. I wanted to build my career. I wanted to go home.
If I give in with all my heart and become a true broodmother, I will never be able to step a foot on Mobius again.
That's why Black Doom hasn't taken me to the comet yet, because there were still doubts in my mind and that could endanger the children. It wouldn't be the first time a potential broodmother mentally broke down in front of the children with severe consequences, so I've been told.
I had to choose. Either I somehow escape and find my way back to the planet or I carry his brood until my womb has wilted and is no longer capable of nurturing.
Black Doom has told me this past week that, while my genes have an effect on the offspring, they also have an influence on me. That means a youthful body for much longer than should be possible for a mobian like me. They would make the latter choice a very long life and I'm not even sure if it's fullfilling.
"Oh damn!" I cried out as the so maniest contraction ran through me.
This wasn't the time to think, I was in labour.
After an eternity the urge to push finally came and so I followed. As my enlarged abdomen was rubbed lovingly, I began to push.
"Yes, exactly like that. Continue this and our children will be out with a mere few pushes." The hivemind floating nearby said and he was right.
At the third push I could already feel some of them leave my womb with ease. They were still in my birth canal, but quickly slipped out as the ruined thing could not keep them in. It felt so odd to feel them leave me, I couldn't help but gasp.
I was fearful for a moment and held my breath, but they fell unscathed into the warm pouch, the first three of many.
Doom praised me for the first few with a scratch behind my ear and a few encouraging words, to which I leaned into, but he quickly prompted me to continue and that's what I did.
Even after the eggs were now filled with life, they were still soft and gooey. With every push a few more of them slipped free from me and ended up safe in the bag. I pushed and pushed and my belly grew smaller and smaller.
Eventually all of them had left. All thirty of them. I counted.
Pushing them out was nothing, this body was made to birth beings larger than the size of a golf ball after all, but the hours of pain when my body prepared itself for labour had tired me out considerably. I could once again only lie there and pant, wrists still bound above my head, legs still bend and seperated, still naked.
"You did wonderful, my Dear. You will make an extraordinary broodmother." Black Doom said almost in awe at what I had been capable of doing. Had he been a mobian, I believe I'd be receiving a kiss on the forehead now instead of a stroking.
I attempted to move my tired body upright to look into the bag and the Black Hawk brought it closer after a grunt from his father, allowing me to look inside.
The dark miserable colours of the eggs had brightened up, they even looked like they glowed a little! Their shell was still transparent and so I could see the life they now contained.
That horrible image of those newborns devouring my colleagues vanished to be replaced by this, my first look at my offspring. My heart skipped a beat.
Suddenly the bag closed and I stared up at the Black Hawk in distress, but it ignored me and left the room.
No, this can't be happening. That was too soon. He should bring them back! Back to me, back where they belong!
Black Doom noticed my visible distress as I exerted what little strength my body had to try and get free, so he sought to rectify this. He wanted me to rest, not to waste what little energy I had.
"Your mobian instincts are screaming at you to give chase, but do keep in mind, Shadow, they are no longer being kept warm by your body heat. The Ark's core is hot enough to incubate them and ensure a hatching. If they were to stay here with you, they would've lost their lives." He told me, which didn't comfort me in the slightest, but did make my attempts at liberating myself cease.
"If they can't stay here than why can't I be brought to them?" I asked, looking up to him.
"You have only birthed one brood, Shadow. Broodmotherhood requires a rite of passage and adjustment. Until you have committed yourself, I'm afraid you'll have to stay here." I was told and so I had no other choice but to stay, casting a solemn look downward.
I was longing for them already. My only reminder of them now were stretchmarks and an empty stretched out womb and belly aswell as the smell of amniotic fluid in the room as it had pooled beneath me.
It ached. I ached.
I wanted to fall asleep again, hoping to make the time go by faster to the day when I could finally see them again.
Commitment. That was what that alien wanted and apparently ruining my sexual organs wasn't enough proof for him.
And it wasn't just my vagina, but my muscles, tail and back too. Sitting and lying around all day for a week is not good for anyone. If there was one thing I feared, it was how much my body would deteriorate.
And yet, I was given one day of respite and than I was impregnated again in the exact same manner.
The tentacles, the powerful aphrodisiac, the unbearable heat, the ovipositor, the large deposit of eggs inside me, the loss of my mind and lastly the fertilisation by Black Doom himself.
It went exactly the same as the first time and once again I loved it.
With another belly full of thirty fertilised eggs, I faced another week of lying around with Black Doom as my only companion.
He told me all that I needed to know and wanted to know while I sat there and carried his children.
I asked about the broodmother before me. According to Doom she had fullfilled her duties and retired. As pleasant as that sounded, I wanted to know exactly what being 'retired' meant to them.
I don't know if it was just to reassure me, which I highly doubt, but he told me that it simply meant she was relieved of duty and spend the rest of her days being pampered by her tons of children as a reward for all she's done for the colony.
It sounded kind of nice.
After my predecessor had passed away, Black Doom had kept an eye out for potential mates. When he came across me he found what he was looking for and the rest is history.
Either way, Black Doom told me all I wanted to know. He pretty much stayed by my side as much as he could. If he didn't have a problem to take off or another round around the Ark to do, he stayed by my side.
He got to know me and I got to know him.
He was concerned for his children, he thought of nothing but their survival. It just so happens that the Black Arms had to live off of other living beings.
Well, not necessarily.
They needed Chaos Energy.
Doom had tons of the stuff, but only just enough to keep his kin alive. That's why he raided other planets, in search of more Chaos Energy.
I could feel it, they're need for it.
I had never really been sensitive to the invisible energy that gives everyone life back home, but ever since the first brood, though this is only my second, I became aware of something embracing me at all times.
Whenever Black Doom was around, the feeling multiplied and I could only assume it was Chaos Energy that I felt. Suddenly I was aware of that energy floating all around us, the energy that gave me life, the energy the Black Arms needed but lacked.
I did not hate them anymore. I had compassion. I wanted them to be okay.
Black Doom seemed to notice the rapid change in my demeanor and I noticed him opening up to me.
Only my second brood and already so much was changing.
And then the week ended.
"You're doing just perfect, Shadow." The hivemind had once again encouraged me while my body was wrecked in pain and I pushed egg after egg out of my used uterus.
The pain didn't differ from the first time and neither did the pushing. Much like the impregnation, this was exactly the same.
As was the number of eggs I had birthed. Thirty healthy golf ball-sized eggs filled with life.
They were shown to me once again and once again my heart skipped a beat.
That was my routine from now on.
Get impregnated, carry the brood for one week, sit on my ass all day listening to Black Doom or enjoy the feeling of being this full all the time, give birth, rest for a day and, lastly, repeat the routine all over again.
A month passed, four broods, one hundred and twenty children in total.
Chaos, that number. I just can't get over it.
I had always thought I'd be lucky to have just one or two babies with the career I wanted to chase, but now I have already birthed one hundred and twenty of them. Alien babies no less!
And my hivemind was about to provide me with the seed that would give life to brood number five.
"Are you sure about this?" I asked, embarrassed.
I was still tied up. My wrists still above my head, my legs still seperated. I was still lying on my back and my belly was once again filled with Black Arms offspring.
But there was one difference.
The alien hivemind was a hedgehog.
Black fur, upwards quills, streaks similar to mine, he looked exactly like a mobian hedgehog somehow, but still had a third eye present in the middle of his forehead. He wanted to be familiar to me.
"yes, I'm very sure. Now let me do this before I change my mind." The hedgehog as dark as me told me as he stood between my thighs, furred hands massaging them.
I had dropped the hint that I might be missing coming in contact with people of my own race and so, on my request, Doom had used whatever abilities he possessed to change his appearance to that of a hedgehog. As he stated, he wanted to 'mate like my species does'.
I supposed he had adhered to my request because this was the fifth time that I was carrying another 30 eggs.
But I was fearful, I was ashamed, embarrassed.
My sexual organ has pretty much been ruined ever since that alien had been in there for the first time and I have been impregnated three more times since then and just had another special treatment from that ovipositor just a minute ago.
I was going to be loose, neither one of us was going to feel a thing. He was going to turn back into his original form out of pure misery! Why did I ask him to change for this once?
Chaos, how humiliating
"Stop worrying. That is an order." I was told, but it didn't work in the slightest, as should've been expected.
Black Doom's hands glided over my belly, knowing that was a way to calm me down. It worked and a little bit of confidence returned to me.
Upon noticing that I was calming down, Doom took his position and grasped his stiff arousal, which was still a commendable size for a hedgehog, and aligned the tip with my entrance.
Once again I tensed up, much to the alien's annoyence.
But he continued on anyway.
He kept us aligned and with a gentle thrust, invaded the most intimate part of me.
I couldn't help but gasp as my back arched, my pussy filled to the brim with my mate's manhood.
"How..... How..." I was breathless as Black Doom fully sheathed himself inside of me, his arousal disappearing into my body.
How, after all that my pussy has been put through, could he still feel this good? I only just had that ovipositor inside!
"It seems that you had doubts about you're youthful body lasting, Shadow." His voice was so much smoother as a hedgehog.
"The trauma you're body has been through would ruin most, but my genes have been influencing your very DNA." As he started to explain, he also started to move, pulling his hips back to pull his erection out only to push it back in. How does he make this sound so erotic?
Chaos, this feels the same as back when I had my frequent flings with Sonic in college.
No, earlier, back when I had no experience at all.
"So...So..." I wanted to respond, but with this unsatiable heat once again eradicating any sense from my mind coupled with the hedgehog's thrusts was making it difficult for me to even think.
"You're body has birthed enough broods to become regenerative. Whatever damage done to your body and is happening to your body is healing. Every part of you." The hivemind explained with barely a pant as he grabbed my hips and almost immediatly took a faster and harder pace, pelvis hitting my butt and pussy in a fast rythm.
Regenerative. My body no longer needed the miracle of modern science. It could heal itself now.
My sexual organ was okay, my muscles would be okay, my spine and tail would be okay. At least physically, I would be okay.
"Ah! Oh Chaos! Harder! Faster!" I demanded as I allowed myself to be lost again, pleasure shooting through the roof.
The rythm was fast, hard and deep. Doom gave me his all with every thrust he made. Sweat soon ran down his fur aswell from the effort, a mere mobian's body not capable of living up to his original one.
I continued to cry the lungs out of my body while Doom worked both of us to an orgasm. My eyes rolled back, my back arched, my toes curled.
Much like the first time, this was still amazing.
I could feel everything going on in me. The eggs cramped together, Doom throbbing within, the stretch I had never thought I'd ever be able to feel again. I loved it.
"Don't stop! Don't ever stop!" I pleaded and felt his smirking gaze on me.
It's been a little over a month, but watching that little pest who tried to eradicate his children squirm with a tummy full of eggs minutes before they would be inseminated once more still amused him.
He wasn't like Scourge who tried to make me beg that one night. He wasn't like Sonic who felt bad after nearly every intercourse because he wasn't interested in a serious relationship yet. He wasn't Manic who just couldn't commit at all. He was content with watching me lie there and take it.
I was losing myself, my orgasm sprinting at me. We both hit it simultaneously. I clamped down on him as he poured his semen inside, both of our bodies wracked by an incredible climax.
Once again it was another job well done. Hedgehog or not, he was penting up just as much as he does in his alien form. Without a doubt every single once of the eggs would be containing life soon enough.
We stayed quiet and connected, allowing his sperm to do its job properly.
It took a while before I found my voice. I laid there and panted, my body clearly covered in something other than sweat, but I managed to speak.
"I can regenerate now? I can recover from anything now?" I asked between pants and soft moans from the afterglow.
"As you've noticed after the ovipositor had finished, a month of abuse to your body has been healed in mere minutes. Though I have to admit, I am quite impressed." Black Doom couldn't help but be honest. I had to lift my head and look at him directly, using the position of my hands to pull myself up a little.
"Usually it takes years for a broodmother to develop that ability and you have done so in a mere month. It seems that I have chosen well." He continued and I could not help but find his tone a bit strange, but I was flattered.
I'd ask him about it, but my mind was brought off topic when my partner pulled out of me after the last few squirts of semen had been left in my womb.
Once more I was again bred and pregnant.
The weeks and eventually months passed by like this.
Pregnant and bloated I sat on my throne while I grew closer to the hivemind and his already adult children. Some of the latter frequently visited me and not just check on my progress. They were genuinely getting attached to me.
I was learning more and more. The batches of children I had not been allowed to see out of fear for their safety were now shown to me and no longer were they the disgusting little monsters I trampled on before in my raids for electronic parts. Now they were children, my children.
I spent months of what I was soon perceiving to be bliss.
And then I was found.
At the end of month six my abdomen was once more swollen with another batch of eggs. I had already given birth to six hundred and ninety Black Arms larvae, an unbelievable amount, just like a real broodmother. In a day or two, another thirty would be added to that number.
Unfortunatly, this pregnancy didn't go as smoothly as the others.
I was worried. For hours Black Arms soldiers have been running up and down the halls, checking up on me without as much as a word more frequent than ever and I have not see my hivemind ever since this morning.
Something was going on, something was troubling them and it was worrying me now too.
I was unfortunate enough to find out soon exactly what was going on when a couple of loud gunshots resonated throughout the long hallways of the changed Ark, which was quickly followed by a heavy weight falling to the floor.
Was it a Black Warrior? An Oak?
I had no time to think about it as soon afterwards the bright beam of a flashlight broke through the dim light I've gotten used to and shone all around my safe haven before settling on me. A gasp left me as I was temporarily blinded.
"My God, it's a survivor! An actual survivor!" A human soldier armed to the teeth came walking in, a look of utter surprise visible on his features.
Suddenly I felt excitement well up inside of me. I thought back to my mother and father, to Sonic and to Rouge and my young godchild.
This soldier could be my key to seeing them again. I'd be happy if I can see them at least one more time, if just to let them know that I'm okay.
"Hey, my name is Johnson. Can you tell me yours?" The human asked as he cautiously approached me with careful steps and movement, treating me like I'm some sort of traumatised victim.
"Shadow Hedgehog. Are you here to rescue me?" I asked with hope evident in my tone and expression.
"The goverment figured it woud be safe to board and investigate seven months after the accident. I came here with a whole group, but we got separated when we were attacked by those things. You're the first living being I've come across. Can you tell me what happened here?" The human explained and asked. It seems like no one Mobius has any idea about what happened seven months ago.
"Accident?" I muttered as I wondered, when G.U.N did notice the sudden radio silence, didn't try to send at least one small team to check things out in all these months.
"What took you people so long?" I asked as I was genuinely wondering this.
"The G.U.N Commander wanted to send help as soon as he heard the news from the lead scientist, Gerald Robotnik, to eradicate the aliens and save possible survivors, but then Gerald convinced him otherwise. He said something about there being no survivors and waiting it out instead of launching an attack and possibly turning their attention towards Mobius." The soldier explained and that seemed to explain a thing or two.
So no one besides me had survived, no one except for Gerald. But apparently he's come up with some sort of an excuse to keep people from coming here. That must be why it took so long for anyone to come. All the scientist had to do was to spout some bull about how it was too dangerous to go up. Well, it worked until recently.
"So what happened here?" With my question answered, the human wanted me to answer a question for him.
"I-" At first I wanted to come clean and tell everything, but my words got stuck in my throat. None of them would leave.
And there was only one reason.
I could not sell out the Black Arms. I could not speak of their true intentions, their schemes. I didn't want to for the simple reason that they were the brothers of my children, one of them was even their father.
The soldier noticed my silence, but mistook it for shock and unwillingness to speak about something possibly traumatising and horrifying.
"You don't have to tell me now if you don't want to, but you do have to explain one thing. What did they do to you?" He had tried to keep his curiosity from getting the better of him, but he could help himself no longer and had to know why my belly was so big.
Chaos, what do I even answer? Do I tell him the truth? Surely he wouldn't dare attack a pregnant hedgehog, right?
"I'm pregnant." I began carefully, observing his every move.
"They've been stuffing me full with eggs for the past few months, sort off like an incubator, but you can still take me back! I'm due in just another couple of hours! Please, wait until they come, I'm desperate to see my family again!" My despair showed as I begged him to stay and grant me the opportunity to see my loved ones just one more time.
But upon hearing what currently resided in my belly, he took a few steps back and grabbed for his semi-automatic hanging from his shoulder on a strap as if it made him feel safe. But it made me tense up, heart beating faster into my chest as fear made itself known.
He looked like he was indecisive, like he didn't know what to do.
So he grabbed for his radio, a very advanced one at that.
"Uhm... Sir? I have something peculiar to report. I've found a survivor. He's a male hedgehog in his early twenties." He contacted his superior.
I looked like I was twenty to him now? Strange, I could've sworn I was well into my thirties already. How else could I have build career and reputation that deemed me worthy enough to be on the Ark? Black Doom really was serious about my body's cell regenerating. A youthful body for decades to come.
"A survivor? Professor Robotnik told us there was no chance for anyone to survive! Is he coherent? Can he give us a testimony of what happened on the Ark?" I could hear a voice coming from the walkie-talkie, broken and shaky.
"He doesn't want to talk about it, but Sir, it looks like they've been using him as an incubator of sorts. He's due in a few hours, he says." He informed 'Sir' of my state.
It stayed quiet for a long while.
"Sir?"
"Execute him."
I gasped in horror upon hearing those words, my eyes wide, ears flat and mouth slightly agape.
"Sir, he wants to live. He wants to come home. He's a mobian! The only survivor besides the professor and his granddaughter!" The soldier tried to protest, but it was in vain.
"That hedgehog is being used to bring life to those things you've seen infesting the colony! What's to stop them from coming for our planet next? Eliminate the incubator before the eggs hatch and that'll be one batch less to worry about. One life is nothing compared to millions upon millions, private!" His higher-up barked before closing the connection, leaving no further room to argue.
The soldier looked at me, stared back at my horror-struck face, but simply let go of his gun.
"No, there has to be another way. After the horrors you've seen, I can't let it end like this." He claimed and for a moment I felt relieved.
For a small, short, meaningless moment.
"There's another way. It's hard to avoid it, but I've noticed what gender you are." He said or more like muttered to himself.
He reached for a blade strapped to his thigh and I panicked.
"Wait, what're you doing? What are you going to use that thing for?" I asked, but no reply came.
"Those things are being kept in your uterus, right? This'll be just like a c-section." He approached me hesitantly, trembling as he wasn't sure if he even wanted to do this and possibly kill me anyway.
"No. No! You can't do this!" This room wasn't very big, he will be upon me in no time at all!
I tried to fight against my bond with every ounce of strength I possessed, but my pregnancy had drained me and I wasn't thinking clearly.
I didn't think about the enormous amounts of pain I'd be in. I didn't think of the possibility of infection, infertility or even the possibility of death from bloodloss. There was but one thing on my mind.
The offspring.
"Stay away! I mean it! Stay away!" I shouted at him as I tried to pull myself free, my bounds stronger after the last time I had attempted to escape six months ago.
"Hey, just calm down! I can't do this if you keep mo-" He tried to get me to stay calmly in place so he could plunge that knife inside when I managed to get one leg free and incidentally kicking the soldier away.
With the extra bought time, I struggled harder with every ounce of strength I could conjure up, falling from the altar and ending up on my butt.
If I didn't have the threat of losing my children looming over me, I would've taken the time to notice in surprise how I am able to stand up with apparent ease after six months of sitting on my ass or lying down. In all that time my muscles hadn't atrophied a bit somehow.
The soldier recovered quickly just as I backed away from him, racking my brain for a way out.
"Listen, I know you're scared, but you have to let me do this!" He tried to convince me, this time more desperate, his knife still clutched tightly in his hand.
Chaos, what do I do?
I'm not a fighter, I've spent most of my life tucked away safely in my lab. I'm not strong like the Black Arms, I don't possess abilities like Black Doom, there was nothing I could use for a weapon.
I suppose there was one way to get away and that was to just run.
"I'm not letting you get away!" The incredibly stubborn human didn't allow me to run for it and grabbed my arm, but I didn't let him stop me.
"No! I refuse to let you do this!" My own sentence was cut off with an ear piercing scream as I just felt my hand heat up with this strange energy and, as if on instinct, pushed it into the soldier's face.
He screamed and covered his face with his hands as he crumpled down to the floor. In utter horror upon what I had done, I stepped away from the writhing figure as he cried and whined pathetically.
I looked down on my hand and noticed that it was burned in such an ugly way, my horror overwhelming the pain, but I watched it heal before my very eyes.
"What the..." I couldn't help but mutter as I took a look at both of my hands. What was that? Where did it come from? Is it a side effect from my altered body? Is it dangerous to me or my brood?
Only one person who could answer that question.
"It came from in here!" More of those soldiers entered the room after hearing their comrade cry out in absolute agony and came to a halt when they noticed the human soldier on the ground, his form now completely still.
With my gaze falling on them and the threat their colleague had posed to my unborn children still very fresh in my mind, the same heat from before returned. Except this time it plagued both of my palms.
The pain returned aswell as it felt like holding my hands up against a hot heater and being unable to pull away, but once more the feeling was overshadowed by the threat before me.
A soldier kneeled besides his fallen friend and turned him over. Immediately he jumped up and away from his friend upon the sight of his face completely mangled and burned beyond recognition.
Chaos, did I really do that to him?
One of the soldiers' eyes narrowed as he glared at me and held his gun ready. The limp figure on the floor, weither dead or simply unconsciousness, me being the only other presence in the room and noticing no Black Arms around or leaving the room, the soldier came with one single conclusion.
Somehow I had done this to the suspiciously quiet human and it certainly didn't help that I had a very filled belly with Chaos only knows what.
"You... You did this, didn't you?!" I was instantly accused, their guns aimed at me.
As I was still trying to wrap my mind around what I had done it, was impossible for me to do anything other than back away into a corner. I didn't know what else to do.
The man who accused me growled as I didn't answer and fired his gun, purposely aiming just a hair away from me on my left.
I couldn't help but yelp as I jumped at the deafening sound and covered my ears. My heart raced and my breathing quickened as panic welled up inside of me.
I didn't know what to do. It was difficult to think clearly. Somehow I had defended myself before with that one soldier, but there were about four or five of them this time. What was I to do now?
"I asked you question!" The trigger-happy soldier shouted and fired another shot, this time at my right. The bullet grazed my thigh, creating a stinging flesh wound.
His comrades just stood there looking at eachother, not knowing what to do. They were on a hostile alien colony with the sole survivor and his belly swollen with something foreign and their murdered friend lying on the ground with his face burned off. None of them knew what to do.
Cut the pregnant hedgehog some slack or play it safe and try to ensure their own safety?
"Hey!" Another shot, but this time the remaining soldiers didn't pay that any mind.
Instead they stared at the wound on my thigh healing before their very eyes, soon leaving not a single trace.
"What the hell..." One of them muttered, his gun lowering briefly.
"No way, that couldn't have healed that fast!" Another said.
"He's not a mobian, he can't be! Mobians can't heal that fast!"
"He has to be one of them! He has to be!"
They were panicking, they all were. They weren't thinking at all anymore. Instead they made up all sorts of nonsense about me, my origins, my ties to the Black Arms and what might linger in my abdomen.
"Chaos, Doom, don't do this to me!" I yelled. I wanted my hivemind to come get me already.
They were going to do something to me, I know they will!
As if able to sense my ever growing distress, a large Black Arms soldier, a Black Oak, came barging into the room. It growled in rage upon watching these dishonorable beings threatening their would-be-broodmother.
I don't think I've ever been more relieved to see a murderous alien in my life.
The soldiers turned to look at the giant behind them, but it was already too late. With an enraged roar, the Black Oak raised a large club made of steel and got ready to strike.
I didn't stop him as he bludgeoned the soldiers to death, simply looking away and placing my hands on my abdomen, glad that at least they were okay.
Then a hand suddenly settled on my head, stroking through my quills. I looked up and noticed the hivemind himself, finally here to come for me.
"I feel I should apologise. The invaders were keeping me busy and I could not immediately come for you as the broods had to be secured. I did not expect them to come this far." Black Doom apologised and continued his petting, which did initially settle me down.
"Now come, we must return to the Black Comet and leave this wretched place. With you by my side, I no longer feel the need to be here for much longer." With those words he drew away from me and turned to leave the room, but I couldn't help but stop him.
"What do you mean? Am I going to live on the comet too?" I asked, an unexpected feeling of excitement filling my chest.
Black Doom turned to face me. I couldn't exactly see what kind of expression he wore, but I knew he was surprised I hadn't figured it out already.
"I felt your fear when the children were threatened and I felt your need to protect them. I have also felt the small spike in Chaos Energy, something that none of my children have ever been able to do. It was weak and pathetic, but also quite impressive. In these mere six months, you have adapted and progressed faster than any of my broodmothers before you. As far as I am concerned, you are a part of this colony." The alien hivemind responded to my question and the excited feeling in my chest grew stronger.
I was part of them now. I was a broodmother, their broodmother. From now on my whole life would consist of being impregnated and giving birth for the sole purpose of keeping the Black Arms strong and prepared for any attack.
Somehow the mere thought made me ecstatic.
"Come now, Shadow. Our broods are already on the comet. All that's missing is their mother." Black Doom said and placed a hand on my upper back to coax me along.
I followed him without a second thought.
Hours later I gave birth to the brood I carried and it certainly wouldn't be the last.
During my one day of rest, I spend all of my time in the spawning chamber, where my eggs and newborns were resting. I watched them, I held them, I had time for all for them. But most importantly, I witnessed a cluster hatching for the first time.
Just like I had changed, so had they. No longer did they hatch like the gooey larvae that devoured the living. They came to the world as small Black Oaks or warriors or etc. Unlike their adult brothers, they were a little chubby because of baby fat and their red patterns were much more prominent.
Even though I had not been allowed near them before that day, the newborns aswell as the older children immediatly recognised me and practically came flocking towards me, eager to finally see and feel their mother.
Just like me, they were just as happy and excited. We could not get enough of eachother.
Their father had to pull me away from them in order to lead me to the breeding chamber, the room was attached to the spawning chamber, where I was once again stuffed and inseminated.
Getting bred here onboard the Black Comet wasn't any different from before on the Ark, except for one small thing. I was let go after the breeding was done.
Well, not exactly 'let go'. My exhausted form was picked up and brought towards my own personal chamber, also attached to the spawning chamber. It was a bit elivated from the ground and plastered with texture of the softest kind. It gave way to my weight in a comfortable manner, like one giant pillow.
I had fallen asleep as soon as the door to my chamber closed and shut most of the light out. It was just that comfortable.
When I woke up the next day, I wasn't restraint and on my back like I was used to whenever I was carrying, I was allowed to roam free. And as much as I wanted to stay close to my children, I took a look around the Black Comet, trying to farmiliarise myself with the place and its people.
As if by a miracle, I could see differences between each hallway I passed. They all looked so similar, but somehow I knew exactly where I was and somehow I could recognise where I had been and where not. Somehow I knew the comet like the back of my hand after just two weeks of exploring and with a large belly.
Of course, that large belly didn't stay. So the next time my one day of rest came, that day turned into two, it turned into three, it turned into four.
I was worried at first. Had I done something wrong? Had I done enough? Was I no longer needed?
It was nothing of that sort, of course. Black Doom simply wanted to train me. I had Chaos Energy at my disposal now, I should know how to use it. Being a broodmother wasn't just about birthing the spawns, I should be able to protect myself and them should anything like the incident on the Ark occur again.
I knew the place, I know its people, I learned how to fight and control my new powers, so I settled to be with my brood to watch them grow up in a mere few months.
When I first got here, the number six hundred and ninety had turned into seven hundred and twenty. A week later, that was seven hundred and fifty. A week after that, seven hundred and eighty.
The number just grew and grew and I felt more proud with every cluster I pushed onto this comet. The Black Arms' impression of me grew and I was no longer the hedgehog that just so happens to be used to incubate their siblings. I was a part of them now.
Black Doom has had a high regard for me ever since I proved to be a fighter after holding them off for a whole month, otherwise he would've never even attempted to make me his broodmother, but his attachment to me only grew.
Years went by, decades passed, my loved ones one Mobius probably passed away without knowing of my fate, most likely believing me to be dead, and I showed not a single sign of aging. My body didn't deteriorate, it just sort of seemed frozen in time.
Black Doom told me that I would be their broodmother for as long as my womb hadn't 'wilted' as he stated, but six decades passed, seven decades, eight decades, I showed not a single sign of 'wilting'. Instead I seemed to grow stronger instead. My Chaos powers grew, I lost the need for my glasses, I no longer became sick.
Wherever Black Doom's name and reputation was known, so was I.
I was they're broodmother and I would be around for a long time to come.",
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