Chapter 31 – Cleanup
<i><span style="font-weight:400">“Some people think that once the xenos are dealt with shit can just go back to normal. Like damage to infrastructure and the loss of life can be sorted out in quick order. Sure, the Samurai and their fancy ass weaponry saving the day and heading home might make some think the catastrophe is dealt with, but who will rebuild the houses that were damaged, maybe destroyed? Who makes sure water and electricityes back online? Nah, the real work only starts when the Samurai have made sure people won’t get their faces chewed off by alien invaders. </i><span style="font-weight:400">We<i><span style="font-weight:400"> are the real heroes, the ones who build up that which was destroyed. So maybe next time you yell at some poor sod making sure your water keepsing, think about that.”</i>
<i><span style="font-weight:400"> - Interview with Stephen Lamen, Owner and CEO of “Lamen Industrial Services”, 2046</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">As discussed Chloe and Dominium Fortress took point, fighting their way through the few aliens trying to stop us. Since we were now moving into tunnels with limited space I kept most of my drones outside, only taking Snuffles and my Queen’s Guard with me. Snuffles job was to keep our rear clear of any aliens that managed to get through our defences, while my Queen’s Guard surrounded me and Jenna.
<span style="font-weight:400">Her Sentinels were toorge to follow, so they too stayed at the entrance as well. I had asked her if she didn’t want to stay up there then, considering that she couldn’t help much down here, but she just said she felt safer with us. Which I could understand, I was in the same boat.
<span style="font-weight:400">The tunnels were rtively straight forward, leading down on a slight incline and not particrly deep. Not long after we started our descent we found arger cavern that had obviously once been some kind of room of some sort, now dpidated and run down. In the middle of it was arge pool with some disgusting looking viscous liquid inside.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Digestion Pools,” Shrapnel exined, “The antithesis uses them to dissolve the biomass they find.”
<span style="font-weight:400">I perked up, “Hey Kaysa,” I asked aloud, “If I throw a drone in there with the same biology of the Rose, would it hurt the hive?”
<i><span style="font-weight:400">To a degree, yes. It would at least hinder further production of additional models.</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">Nodding to myself I continued, “Need one of those then. Maybe a couple. Make ‘em cheap, they’re only meant to be fed to the hive anyways.”
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<span style="font-weight:400">Five eggs appeared and hatched in short order, revealing drones simr to the one birthed by my Progenitor drones. They stood up and bodily threw themselves into the pool while we walked past.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You sure that’s a good idea?” Dominium Fortress asked, “It’s still biomass.”
<span style="font-weight:400">I shrugged, “It is, but it’s the kind that’ll stop them from making more models. Basically I threw them rotten food.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Without any morements we continued, all of us too exhausted for small talk.
<span style="font-weight:400">Behind the cavern was another short tunnel, although this one was filled with two thirteens which were quickly chewed through by Dominium Fortress and Chloe.
<span style="font-weight:400">Not long after we arrived in therge chamber that the Hive had nestled in, hive biology spread all around the room, growing up the wall and across the ceiling. The monkey-like model Tens that took care of the ce threw themselves at us in an attempt to stop us, but a Hard-Light shield from me, with firing holes for Dominum Fortress and Chloe rendered their attack all but useless. Momentster their bodies were spread across the entrance.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Holy fuck,” Shrapnel said and pointed towards some massive birthing sacs at the opposite side of the cavern, “What are those.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Chloe, Jenna, and I all grimaced.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Fucking model Twenty-Ones,” I muttered, making Shrapnel and Dominium Fortress tense up.
<span style="font-weight:400">“We’ve seen them before in the first hive we tackled alone”, I exined, still vividly remembering the one that survived after the original Snuffles sacrificed herself to deliver Chloe’s bomb that eventually burned out the Hive.
<span style="font-weight:400">I hadn’t even finished the sentence when my assassins dashed forward again, tag teaming the biggest of them with a flurry of vicious attacks. It made me d that I had spent the points I did on them, they could deal with a Twenty-One if they could get the drop on it, and these ones weren’t fully grown yet.
<span style="font-weight:400">Before the first one had even fully died, they moved to the next, but the third was already busy waking up before they had dealt with the second one.
<span style="font-weight:400">Dominium Fortress hefted her huge fuck off gun and put three rounds through the alien that was still in the process of getting up. It didn’t kill it outright, but it was too wounded to move any further. A momentter my assassins descended upon the wounded antithesis and ripped it to shreds, before they turned to the rest of the birthing sacs.
<span style="font-weight:400">Jenna and I joined in on the ughter, Hard-Light projectiles finding purchase in the still unborn alien bodies.
<span style="font-weight:400">Shrapnel caught a grenade out of the air and flung it into the room, then repeated the motion twice over. A momentter the familiar shrill of a fleshmelter rang through the cavern, melting the few models that were in the process of being born.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Alright, Bloodhound, bombs. Make it big, we can’t risk anything else to go unnoticed,” while Shrapnel spoke he pulled out two weird devices and ced them on the ground.
<span style="font-weight:400">One looked like a pike that once embedded into the ground extended some metallic sensors, while the other was a box with variousmps that started blinking in rapid session. After a couple of moments they connected to mywork, then transmitted a slew of information to Snapshot. Once they were done, he piped up.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Can’t find any traces of underground hives. Feel free to blow it up and get out,” he reported.
<span style="font-weight:400">Shrapnel nodded, satisfied with the results.
<span style="font-weight:400">Chloe had already been busy with cing a bomb bigger than even Dominium Fortress’ mech in the middle of the room, protected by Snuffles and my assassin, and of course her own automated weaponry.
<span style="font-weight:400">It didn’t take long for her to finish up, while the rest of us dealt with any birthing sacs or models that managed to slip out before dying.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Let’s go,” she said once she had made her way back to us.
<span style="font-weight:400">Nobodymented and as one we turned around and started the hike back, still alert for any surprises. Well, the others were alert, it was a bit hard for me to concentrate on anything that wasn’t walking at this point.
<span style="font-weight:400">Luckily the way out was just as uneventful as the way in. No alien had managed to get past our defences at the entrance and I was d for it.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Kind of anticlimactic,” I muttered, then yawned, “Not that I’mining. The sooner we can head home the better.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I feel you,” Chloe said in agreement, sounding equally exhausted.
<span style="font-weight:400">A sudden thought crossed my mind and I turned my attention to Kaysa in my virtual realm, “What happens to my drones when I fall asleep? Since they depend on my direct oversight.”
<i><span style="font-weight:400">Most of them will go into dormancy , unless given anymands beforehand, although your Queen’s Guard can work as a sort of ry to keep them active.</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">That was trouble. I had now close to five hundred drones, not to mention the ones my Progenitors were still churning out. If they all just fell dormant on the spot that would be quite annoying and a massive waste of resources. And honestly, I wasn’t sure I could stay awake long enough to have them all group up beforehand.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Grand… Anything I can do so they can clean up down here without having to worry about them identally eating some poor sod left in some ditch somewhere?”
<i><span style="font-weight:400">You could buy a drone specifically made to organise the Hive in your absence. It would effectively work as a ry between your Hive and me, although I will only have limited control over it.</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">“A sort of interpreter, huh. Sure, just get one. Same general design as my Queen’s Guard, don’t spare expenses. I have the points and I want to make sure nothing goes sideways while I sleep.”
<i><span style="font-weight:400">Just for your knowledge, the basis for this drone will not be a Hexw War Drone, but a Hexw Hive Princess. For your current endeavour that will make no practical difference, but it is an important distinction.</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">I perked up at that, a half remembered conversation with hering to the forefront of my mind. “Wait, didn’t you say that if a Hexw Hive-Queen dies a Princess takes over?”
<i><span style="font-weight:400">Yes, which is why it is an important thing to note. In your case the Hexw Hive Princess can control the Hive should you die, but it will only have limited abilities to have additional drones produced even with the Progenitors you already procured.</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">“To ensure that it doesn’t get out of hand,” I nodded, “You mentioned something along the lines before.”
<i><span style="font-weight:400">Exactly. It will bergely independent of you, although you can still order it around like the rest of your drones.</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">“Anything I need to worry about on that front? Can it disobey me or something?”
<i><span style="font-weight:400">No, the Hexw Hive Princess is still part of your Hive and of you and therefore under your authority.</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">I stretched, trying to keep myself awake, “Then fuck it, get it. Future me can worry about anyplications, I’m too fucking tired to bother.”
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<span style="font-weight:400">The egg appeared just as we were about to leave the cavern with the digestion pools, and soon another drone simr to my Queen’s Guard stepped out of it. It looked almost identically, the only difference being that the clothing looked a little more regal.
<i><span style="font-weight:400">“My Queen,” </i><span style="font-weight:400">the voice that rang out in my head was… weird, almost insectoid, but definitely female.
<span style="font-weight:400">I stopped dead in surprise, turning to my new drone. It took me a moment to even parse what had just happened.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Something wrong?” Jenna asked, stopping next to me.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You can talk?” I asked the drone.
<i><span style="font-weight:400">“Yes, My Queen.”</i><span style="font-weight:400"> the voice repeated.
<span style="font-weight:400">I took a moment to digest that. That was… definitely different. I could feel the separation between me and her, much stronger than the feeling I got from the rest of my Queen’s Guard, but other than that I couldn’t make out any obvious differences.
<span style="font-weight:400">Her thoughts were a lot more articte, almost sentient, although they were all directed towards organising the Hive and fulfilling my wishes.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Huh… Can you talk aloud?” I asked, deciding that I would think more about that once I had some sleep in. I was too tired to worry about the implications.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yess, My Queen,” she replied, her voice now a bit more guttural and dangerous sounding with a distinctive hissing aftertone.
<span style="font-weight:400">The rest had stopped as well, now looking surprised and shocked at my new drone.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Alright,” I muttered, rubbing my face, “We’ll be done here soon. Have the drones clean up the xenos. Collect all the dead antithesis, but don’t touch any of the human bodies. Mark their position and let the retrieval crews know. Probably send the medical corp for that, I dunno. Anyways, have Snuffles and the other Progenitors chomp down the dead aliens, then… I don’t know, to be honest. We’ll head topside, so probably keep the district safe or whatever. Kaysa can give you directions.”
<span style="font-weight:400">With that I started walking again, not bothering to wait for an answer and the others followed suit.
<span style="font-weight:400">When we left the hive behind and regrouped with our army still standing guard I took stock for a moment, just to see what still needed handling. Most of the xenos were dead by this point, and the few survivors were ineffectually trying to get past our army.
<span style="font-weight:400">Withoutment we made our way back to our defensive position, not wasting time on trying to pick off the odd antithesis. We had enough drones to work on it after all.
<span style="font-weight:400">Once we arrived at the Legion Enforcer and our defensive line Jenna and I pulled all our drones out of the area near the Hive, before Chloe set off the bomb.
<span style="font-weight:400">The world shook and a wave of heat sted past us, even at this distance. The hive, my Devouring Roses, and every alien still around the area was devoured by a fiery explosion. Ruins crumbled and I could see at least one building that had been on the verge of copse finally give in to the seductive thrall of gravity, but I couldn’t bring myself to give even a fraction of a fuck.
<span style="font-weight:400">It took a while before the chaos died down, allowing us a look at what had before been the nesting ce of thest major antithesis hive. Nothing important seemed to be damaged, although the massive crater and the mushroom cloud that dispersed at the ceiling did make that a rather weird thing to say.
<span style="font-weight:400">Not that I had any energy left to care, so I simply turned away, yawning once more.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’m so done for today,” I muttered, “Can’t wait to head home and hit the sack.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“We’ll stick around a bit to see if anyone still needs help,” Shrapnel exined with a yawn of his own, “Although I’d be d to see some sleep myself.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“My drones will help with that for the time being,” I muttered, “Just talk to Kaysa or…” I stopped for a moment, waving at my Hive Princess, “Her. Not sure what to call her yet. Anyways, I’m out. I can barely stand by this point. Thanks for the help though. Don’t think we could have managed without you.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“No worries,” he replied, “Killing xenos is always fun. And of course, helping people is what Samurai do, right?”
<span style="font-weight:400">We all nodded, although none of us had the energy toment on it.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Bloodhound, Legion,” Dominium Fortress to each with a nod in lieu of a goodbye, before she turned to me. “You’re not half bad either. We’ll see you around.”
<span style="font-weight:400">And with that they turned around and left, leaving Chloe, Jenna, and me behind.
<span style="font-weight:400">I was left blinking at herment, a bit surprised. So far she hadn’t seemed to like me much, but I was d that she seemed to warm up to me.
<span style="font-weight:400">Whatever, that was for future me to think about.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Now how to get home,” I muttered, stifling another yawn.
<i><span style="font-weight:400">That… might be difficult.</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">“What is it now?" I asked a little agitated, really not caring for any moreplications.
<i><span style="font-weight:400">Theplex in which your apartmenty was overrun by antithesis and heavily damaged. It is currently off limits until it can be repaired. I didn’t want to bother you with it until now, as it wasn’t of importance.</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">I groaned loudly, “Oh for fucks sake! Can there be, like, one piece of fucking good news?"
<span style="font-weight:400">“What’s the problem?" Jenna asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“My apartment’s trashed.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh… That’s not good,” she said.
<span style="font-weight:400">“No shit… And I don’t exactly have the money for a hotel.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“You could crash with me for the time being,” Chloe offered with a smile in her tone.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You know, I might take you up on that,” I said, then yawned again, “Just don’t wake me up tomorrow. Or the day after. I could probably sleep for a week straight at this point."
<span style="font-weight:400">Chloe chuckled at that, “Noted.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I, uhm…” Jenna started, then paused, looking at the ground for a moment, before she nced at Chloe, “Mind if I join you? I don’t think I’d befortable being alone at the moment.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Chloe just shrugged, “I have more than enough room. Just a heads up, my parents live right next door, so you might meet them.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“That’s going to be fun,” I said, maybe a bit more sarcastically than necessary and I felt bad immediately, “Sorry, I didn’t mean it that way. I’m just tired. Thinking is hard right now… Between all the drones and the other shit to keep in mind, ugh… Not to mention I haven’t been sober this long in a long time.”
<span style="font-weight:400">She nodded at me, “It’s okay, I understand. Let’s see if anything else is needed then head back.”
<span style="font-weight:400">I didn’t make it that far, basically falling asleep standing on my feet.
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And with that this arces to a close. Look forward to seeing our three Samurai take some time to rx for a little while!
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