Broodpits of the Over Power

"Damn you, you Over Whore!" Astra yelled, leaping into the air and coming down with an axe kick aimed for the Over Power's head, but the Over Power grabbed her by the ankle and suspended her in mid-air. Astra cursed and flailed viciously but it was no use, she felt weak as a kitten in the grip of the Over Power.

"Learn your place!" the Over Power sneered, tossing Astra to the floor. "Take her. The Broodpits await. I shall need many strong soldiers for the looming war, and for that her Aqualarian genes shall prove invaluable."

"Shall we use the Psychoelectricity on her?"

"Always with the Psychoelectricity arent you? Just take her away!"

The Broodpits as it turned out was a large, bright sunlit room decorated with flowers and posters instructing one to brush their teeth and eat their daily requirement of fruits and vegetables. Laughing children ran around the room as pregnant women reclined on divans and read books or discussed philosophy and art. A smiling technician in a labcoat met Astra at the door. "There we go," she said, injecting Astra's arm with a small syringe. "Artificial impregnation complete. You've got healthy twin girls on the way!"

"Artificial impregnation?" Astra winced, shaking her arm with disdain. "What is the meaning of this? There are to be no chains, no screams in the blood soaked hallways, no savage masked thrulls to ravish me? How rather disappointing."

The technician laughed and waved Astra's guards away. "Males do not exist in our perfect world of Gaia. We have perfected a method of utilizing your own body's latent capabilities to self-impregnate without even the need of the male's genetic material. In any case, congratulations! For the next nine months you are free to relax and take it easy, partake in the company of the other ladies, read, browse the Internet or just eat and sleep if you so wish. Remember to vote in our weekly book raffle."

"She is the one, isnt, she?" the Over Power said darkly.

"Yessss," the hooded, menacing figure kneeling beside her hissed. "The one mentioned in prophecy. Unlessssss something is done, ssshe could well be the end of your reign, Over Power."

"Nyahahahahaha!" the Over Power laughed. "So you would have me kill a perfectly useful Breeder just because of your obscure prophecies of doom and gloom Valshmyra. I think not. I am not called the Over Power for nothing! There is no way this Aqualarian girl could be a threat to me."

"As you command, my leige," the mysterious creature hissed, drooling on the alabaster floor.

"I have a mission for you. War with the Falstadt Empire is inevitable at this point. Even now they stockpile weapons of mass destruction, mine spice and build infantry to consolidate their power over the Western Curve. I would have you spy on them for me to learn of their plans and movements. Only you can carry out this mission for me, Valshmyra," the Over Power smiled gently, bending over to kiss her beloved servant on the forehead. "I look forward to your successful return."

"Yesssss... missstresss..."

Meanwhile...

1. Astra has resigned herself to her fate and settles into the comfortable daily routine of the Broodpits.
2. Astra, infuriated at her continuing enslavement before the whims of the Over Power, contrives a plan to escape her bondage once and for all.
3. The Emperor of Falstadt holds a meeting with his trusted advisors.
4. Velus...

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