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Hail to the Queen [Alleyway Ravager]

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Dear Maria DuClare

We regret to inform you that the city of New Lorient had been relieved of your care. Your recent actions at court and testimony of the nobility have shown that you are not fitting for such a fief. Furthermore, the Empress herself has judged that you will not receive compensation for this. Please, step down peacefully and we will make sure to keep some semblence of your reputation honorable. You were in charge of a colony in the name of Her Grace, not to run your own kingdom. Submit to the infinite wisdom of the Uniter of Europe.

Glory to the Empress and her Steel Legion

Undersecretary to the Empress

Johnathan Macabee

"Damnit, this thing is mentioning her!"

Maria DuClare was promised land. She was the governor who was sent by the council to maintain the Empire's hold in Africa. After conquering and uniting Europe in the late 1700s, this European Empire turned it's eyes to treasures in other lands. A combined effort of Ottomans and Russians halted their advance into Asia, but their greed was not sated, and a new age of colonialism began. One that Maria took advantage of. She was told South Africa held beauty and secrets. She found out once she arrived that it held endless deserts and jungles where everything wanted to kill you. Regardless, she accepted her new position ruling the port city of New Lorient, shipping all the riches of the continent to France for distribution. Africa seemed near absent of human civilization, the undiscovered country. Natives were easy to remove, and untapped resources were everywhere. Due to an ocean separating them from Europe, Maria found it easy to set aside a few precious gems and pelts for herself. Along with some 'necessary' taxes directly for her, she thought she had a good thing going. It didn't last, she was exposed, and now being evicted, harshly.

Maria Duclare read the letter once more, seeing the Empress' name being used. This was big, she had to disappear. If the woman didn't do exactly as the royal family dictated, she knew she'd be assassinated. The woman opened all of the drawers in her bedroom, taking out every single stash of valuables and packing them away into a bag. Her manor was specifically built on a cliff overlooking the city, essentially removed from it. Walls and hired thugs kept people out, but today none of her people had showed up. Evidence of treachery, someone close to her must have planned all of this.

The noble herself was actually a bit small, barely standing over 5"4'. While wearing colorful clothes befitting her station, the woman now wore a simple, brown set of robes for blending in. Her long, blonde hair was wrapped in a simple ponytail. In one of the pockets on the robe, Maria holstered an old master-crafted flintlock pistol. There were better weapons to buy now, but she preferred things quick and easy. "Stick to the contingency plan. Just get to the docks, then I'll move out of the Empire. We have connections... We can make it. Maybe go to Arabia."

OOC: City name has ALWAYS been that way. EVERYTHING IS FINE IN KREMLIN.
 
Had Maria been more concerned with the matters of her former colony she would have noticed the urgent letters from the military garrisoned nearby. Recent scout reports, strange sightings, and even an entire platoon being killed by mysterious attackers all pointed towards one thing. It was unfortunate the Empress' letter arrived first, otherwise Maria might have been prepared for what was to come.

The Hive had stirred.

From a distance they might be mistaken for humans Perhaps. But once you were closer there was no mistaking their monstrous appearance as anything even close to human. They where large, standing about seven feet tall and walking upright on two powerful looking legs. They were like insects, covered in a hard, black carapace over almost their entire form save for a few yellowish, muscle-like sections at the joints and around their abdomen. Their heads looked like a cross between a praying mantis and a ant; with power mandibles where its mouth would be and a pair of large black eyes topped with a pair of antenna. From its thorax two pairs of arms extended, the top pair ending in claw-tipped fingers and looking similar to the human build, while the second pair was held only two fingers and a thumb, the claws much longer and dangerous looking.

They were the hive, and they were at her door.

The group of insects crawled across her lawn, over the walls of her house, and atop the roof. A layman might think them a mindless swarm trying to get in but a solider would see the intelligence working amongst them. They were guarding every exit, no matter how small or out of the way. Windows, chimney, doors, there was now no way out of the building.

And as Maria held her flintlock pistol in hand, something she believed could protect her from any threat, she would hear the chittering of the squad outside and a strange, almost sweet smell, in the air. The clicking language they used was talking about her, and if she looked towards any window she would see the face of one of the invaders looking back at her.
 
Maria had been distracted in trying to carry her completely legitimate tithes with her, but she could no longer ignore the noises she kept hearing outside the house, especially when she could hear them on the room. The noblewoman turned her head, staring out the window at a nightmarish figure glaring back at her.

Without thinking any further, she fired her weapon, breaking the window and hopefully whatever thing was behind it.

Maria dropped the pistol, her breath rapid from what she saw, and took off downstairs immediately. She saw things like that in the capital, made by scientists with too much free time, but usually it was just one or two pet projects. This was different. Too many arms, too chitinous, too monstrous of a head. Too many of them outside. She had to run.

On the first floor, she found the dining room. In it was a trophy rack containing a rack of old firearms from the first colonial era. Maria cursed to herself and undid the display cabinet, taking out a bayoneted flintlock rifle in decent condition. It wasn't one of the modern flame casters or shock lances, but it was better than nothing. As she inspected the weapon, she glanced outside the nearest window to see the insectoid horrors all over the courtyard. Walking out was death. staying in was death. She had one option. A secret hatch in the house that would lead to an emergency escape route. First she needed a diversion, or a deterrent.

The woman rushed into the kitchen nearby, looking in cabinets until she found a box of matches. The smile on her face lasted only a second once she got a hold of some, stomaching what she was about to do. Striking the first one and lighting it, Maria tossed it onto the wooden cabinets where it began to spread. She ran back to the dining hall, lighting the table on fire as well. Then she took off, passing by the stairwell and igniting it as well. The exit was in the basement, Maria just hoped this would cover her tracks, from the abominations outside, and any incriminating documents left inside the house.
 
The creature let out a high-pitched screech as the shot and broken glass struck its face sending it tumbling to the ground below. The clicking of the others grew more agitated and the scraping of many clawed hands echoed around the house as they crawled over it. As she ducked inside the basement she would see their shadows leaping away from the windows as the flames lept up inside the house, some even seeming to take wing in the sky above them adding a new note to the terrifying symphony of the hive. Her hunch was right though, they would not follow her through the flames.

But they didn't need to . What awaited her in the basement wasn't the exit she was hoping for. The first thing she would have noticed would have been the sticky, organic wire that was stretched over the doorway around her ankles. A very effective trip wire for creatures that could crawl on walls. They had effective herded her to where they wanted her to go, covering all the exits save for the basement and letting her run right int their trap.

A host of them wait below in the darkness, crawling on the ceiling and walls as they await their prey. At the bottom of the stairs more of the thick, web-like material lay in waiting. It was a just right for their purposes, just sticky enough to hamper her should she land in it. More than enough for them to move in for the final assault.
 
After the arson, Maria was in a hurry to leave her property. The exit was suppost to be an underground cavern that led to the coast near the port town. In her haste, she ran right into the trap that they had laid. Her legs ceased to move as it was stuck to the wire, tripping her body into more of the webbing stuck around what was her one hope.

"NO! No no no no! This can NOT be how it ends! Not at the hand of some monster I've never seen before!" The woman thrashed and swore while she was suppressed, struggling for dear life to break free. She was effectively stuck. All Maria could do is try her best to aim at the first horror that crawled into sight, shoot, then stab the rest to her death.
 
As soon as she hit the floor they were on her, a screech filling the air as one of them took the shot in the leg. The weapon was the first thing to go as a pair of hands grabbed her wrists while another forced it from her hands, claws digging into her wrists all the while. Others came in from behind her, grabbing her legs and slicing her free from the webbing and pulling her up into air.

Soon they had her limbs held tight together, four of them holding her between them against their hard shells. Their antennae ducked down, pressing against her skin, feeling her, tasting her. One of them, the largest by far and sporting a pair of powerful, membranous wings on his back, seemed to lead them. He clicked at the group and gestured towards her exit, the tunnel covered in strands of webbing and dirt. It had been little effort on their part to dig in from below.

The group proceeded to work on her, webbing spitting from their mouths and guided by their mandibles. It fell over her in waves, the groub using their strength to keep her from struggling while simultaneously spinning her around. Slowly she was cacooned for easy transport, the webbing tightening around her limbs, chest, and breasts. The last thing they covered was her mouth, silencing any screams but allowing her to see everything as the flames began to catch up with the basement stares and the group hurried into the dark tunnels.
 
Once she lost her musket, Maria was harmless to them. She continued to struggle, but under the grip of her captors all it did was exhaust her. The human stared at each of them, and watched a larger, much stronger creature relay orders to the others. This things weren't mindless, whatever they were. They showed reasoning, and planning. This attack on her estate was an operation that went flawlessly, one that she walked into. Maria wondered if she could reason with them, or get anything out of them, if they could understand her at all.

That didn't stop her from trying.

"Who put you up to this!? Someone I know? I'll have their heads and yours! Do you even know who I am!? You know I can pay you! I am a servant to Her Majesty! Why are you even doing this? A hostage? A show? Just kill me before the end of it." Her arrogance and demands continued until they began wrapping her up, her ranting dying down only when the woman's face was finally covered with the rest of her body. She fell silent then, pondering, waiting. Wondering why they didn't kill her outright.

Whatever they wanted her for, Maria assumed it had to do with her being alive, for now.
 
Their leader issued more fast clicking, his fellows lifting their spoils and carrying her deep into the tunnel while her house burned behind them. While she couldn't make out anything in the darkness they moved effortlessly, their clicks and chirps echoing off the tunnel walls as they dragged her into a tighter, freshly dug tunnel. It would be hard for the average human to fight off the feelings of claustrophobia: the darkness, the tight bindings trapping your limbs to your sides, the claws hands gripping you tightly, occasional prodding your tender flesh through the web. But they did not harm her, moving her carefully and with the precision of highly-trained soldiers.

The tunnel led outside, the hole dug in a thick clump of trees outside her home. Wasting no time they took her into the jungles, eventually taking her to a carefully hidden entrance about a half-hour's journey away. Another tunnel, this one more carefully constructed and stable. Lowering her inside the insects carried her deeper underground for what seemed like hours. Twist and turns made the tunnels seem impossible long and the deeper they went the hotter it became. More insect-creatures passed them by many turning to look at her.

It was only when they had reached a large chamber that the stopped and let her fall to the ground. Sharp claws ripped away at the webbing, the sticky fibers refusing to let go of her clothing and tearing them away in the process. But she was still not harmed. Never would they harm her. Above her an audience of the creatures had gathered, lit by strange glowing fungus that grew in several spots, cultivated like lamps. Once her kidnappers were finished stripping her they backed away, leaving her naked under their collective gazes, alone and helpless, as if they were waiting for her to speak.
 
The travel and the fear of her immediate future kept Maria awake. She could hear when they were in a narrow tunnel, and then under the sky, into the jungles. After her escort delved into a second, seemingly unending system of tunnels, she began to doze off.

Time passed, and the noblewoman was wide awake once her cocoon was dropped to the floor. She could still hear them, now ripping and tearing at her prison to set her free. As she was being unbound, Maria noticed that her clothes were being torn as well, completely stuck to the bindings that kept her restricted for the trip. Maria was alone, and naked, in a forsaken hole in the ground full of the creatures. She crawled backwards, trying to cover her modesty with her hands. Maria could see countless of the monsters around her, and above her, staring at her, and doing nothing. She was still unsure if they truly understood her.

This was an audience, and all eyes were on her. 'Well, if I'm about to die with multiple pincers tearing me apart, I may as well be dignified about it.'

"I am Maria DuClare, of House DuClare of France, servant to Her Majesty, rightful ruler of Europe and commander of the Steel Legions... Now WHY am I HERE? I demand an explanation!" She planned on being defiant to the end, expecting death by being turned into a meal.
 
The insects clicked and chirped amongst themselves at her declaration, much like a human audience would in this situation. Only when the larger of their kind, the same one that had given orders in her basement, stepped forward and let out a shrill hiss did they quite themselves and turn their attention towards him. His wings shook slightly, like a lion's fur bristling in agitation, before he turned to look at Maria and held a long, thin object in the air: it was her musket, taken from her home along with her herself.

At the creature's order another insect dragged in a large sack, several times larger than herself but carried effortlessly, opening it before the crowd to reveal it full of human skeletons. In the dim light Maria would just barely make out the broken bones and skulls that were the tell-tale signs of death by musket shot and some of her people's more advanced weaponry. Nestled in the bones were also odd little jewelery and trinkets, the kind worn by the natives she had successfully gotten her military to wipe out.

The large one clicked and gestured to the human remains while holding up the musket, then towards Maria herself. From his tone it sounded like a declaration. Of what, Maria wouldn't be able to tell. It didn't sound good for her though.

With a final loud hiss the creatures brought down her musket on his knee and snapped it in half like a twig. Tossing the broken weapon aside he turned towards her, his large eyes locked on her with single-minded intent. It became apparent what he was after soon enough as from between his legs a section in his carapace opened allowing a long, thick appendage to slowly extend from it. One didn't have to be an expert in insects to know what it was: a cock, hard and pulsing, sticky with some kind of precum the creature's excreted. Clicking at her he quickly closed the gap between them, looking to breed.
 
Maria remained silent as she stared at larger specimen that stepped forward, holding her rifle in hand. The human remains brought in were an assorted mess, and she could recognize the weapons that broke all of them. Death by fire, disintegration, bullet wounds, and evisceration. It was definitely the work of the expeditionary force, loosely working under her orders to eliminate anything would not submit to Imperial Rule.

She was greedy, ambitious, but not a fool. Having to deal with diplomats and treaties the entire time, she knew a political incident when she saw one. The natives meant something to these creatures, and almost all of them were now either dead, or assimilated into European lifestyle. They treated her, more or less, fairly up to this point. Why not oblige?

"If this is about our soldier's recent activities, I apologize. I thank you for your restraint to not disembowel me, and I'm sure we can-"

She was cut off when the weapon was effortlessly broke in half, and tossed aside. The time for words as over it seemed. Maria gazed in horror as the larger creature began to close the distance between them, sporting an equally large cock to match. She began to crawl backwards frantically, trying to keep the distance between them equal as if her life was on the line again.

"NO! I don't know what your getting at, but a woman of my lineage was not meant to lay with some THING! What do you hope to accomplish!? We're not even compatible, just GET AWAY!"
 
The creature, now identified as male (VERY male), ignored her pleading. As he approached his erection, the flesh black in color, only grew larger. Below it, at the base, a pair of fleshy balls emerged swollen with seed and ready to release. This was male with only one thing on his mind.

Reaching for her he grabbed her by her hair, dragging her up towards him so his secondary arms could grab her legs. Securing his hold he grabbed her stomach on both sides, holding her in the air while his other arms spread her legs out. There was no ceremony, no foreplay. No rituals were said or attempts to frighten her more made. He simply tightened his hold on her, claws digging into her skin, and thrust her down on his cock.

The huge organ was much larger than a humans and pierced her almost entirely in one, brutal thrust. His own juices provided her only lubrication, only getting him less than halfway inside before her body refused him. He only clicked in agitation before starting to pull her down on him, inch by brutal inch.

Around her more males, all large and powerful, entered the chamber, The best of the hive was turning out today and each of them clicked their mandibles in anticipation. Each of them was growing an erection at the sight and smell of the human female, the chamber filling with the excitement of the hive.
 
The woman was screaming and flailing the entire way. Maria thought there was nothing worse they could do to her than kill her. But the moment that the human was forced on the male's breeding tool, she wished for death. The female was not innocent, having lain with men beforehand to get what she wanted, but the size and force of the insect almost brought her to tears instantly. The woman bit her lip as the monster tugged her closer, forcing the rest of his inches inside her. 'Ignore it, ignore how big he is. Ignore what he's going to do to your insides. It'll be over after that, wait.'

Maria's eyes glanced behind the bug that was burying his shaft inside her. She saw more, similarly taller and much stronger compared to the weaker spawn around them, attracted to her presence. "Y-you can't be serious! Not all of them! Why are you doing this!? We could have worked something out together!"
 
The insects showed no mercy or remorse. The one impaling her on his shaft merely hissed at her, his hold tightening and pulling her closer. His mandibles nipped at her neck, tasting her sweat as he continued to pull her down. It worked like an aphrodisiac, pushing him harder until he had impaled her almost down to his heavy testicles.

The others hissed and clicked in approval as the male then lifted her up and slammed her back down again. Spreading his out a little for better traction he slowly pulled her off his shaft, the wet cock sliding out of her and glistening in the cool air, and pushed her down again, and again, and again.

Another male had approached from behind, clawed hands reaching out to feel her skin, cupping a breast while the other felt her head. Pulling her neck back he to forced his head into the crook of her neck, tasting her, letting her feel the sharp mandibles over her soft skin.
 
Maria was tiring herself out. She couldn't move and do anything while she remained in the monster's grip. Her head jerked away as she saw the mandibles close in, but it was no use, only a reflex as she felt the skin pierced. The human was still in pain, breathing rapidly as if she was in shock. The woman let out a sigh of relief when she finally touched the hilt of his shaft. That respite only lasted a second.

"Please, you can't do this I'm a-"

Her sentance was cut short as the monster pulled his cock back before slamming it back inside, sheathing it inside Maria. The woman was was getting wet now, her body's natural lubricants easing the pain as the insect began raising her up, only to make her crash down on his member. The second set of hands behind her told her another of the creatures joined in, poking and prodding and teasing her breasts. This was starting to not feel half bad, and Maria hated that.
 
The largest one fucking her, using her body as a tool for his pleasure and a breeding vessel, hissed at the other in a low, authoritative tone. Rather than backing away the other was encouraged, their leader apparently giving his blessing. Behind her the mantis-like creature grabbed her by the hair and wrenched her backwards until her body was strait between the two of them.

Now she was presented with the upside-down view of another large, throbbing insectile cock. The creature kept a firm grip on her head and shoved it past her lips and down her throat, head rearing back in pleasure as it got to feel the hot, warm mammal envelop him against her will. The rest were just glad she had a use for it other than screaming.
 
Maria contemplated in fear what the first insect relayed to the other, and she soon got her answer once her head was forced to the same level as the second monster's own shaft. The woman opened her mouth, to voice more objections on how degrading this was and how she'd somehow see them all dead, but ended up having her mouth stuffed full of cockmeat. The woman struggled to breath, trying her best not to choke on the breeding tool as it forced it's way into her throat. At that moment, Maria's limbs went limp, her mind lost in the sensation of being invaded at both ends. 'What point is there to struggle? Can't resist... only endure... An opportunity will present itself, later. I hope.'
 
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