**Chapter 478**
**The Will of the Hive**
**Geonosis – Hidden Catacombs**
Aubrey Win moved slowly through the winding catacombs, her footsteps echoing softly against the smooth stone walls. The time appointed by the Great Queen had arrived. She was to demonstrate her successes to Karina the Great and Archduke Poggle the Lesser. A small, satisfied smile touched the young woman's lips.
They would be… surprised.
Poggle didn't know — couldn't even guess — what exactly the Jedi had been doing. The Queen had kept her plans hidden from him, leaving him to manage external affairs while she focused on something far greater. Just a couple of hours ago, the meeting of the Confederacy's leaders had concluded, where the future strategy of the war had been determined. But that mattered little to Aubrey now.
Reaching the grand throne room, she saw the Archduke standing before the Queen. He leaned on his bone cane as usual, his posture rigid with expectation. Aubrey suppressed a wider smile and stepped forward.
"My Queen," she said, bowing deeply.
Karina the Great waved one of her many clawed paws. "I hope that now we will see the results of your work."
"The holocron the Archduke obtained proved useful," Aubrey chirped, then waved her hand with theatrical flair.
"Oh, yes… *very* useful."
Aubrey, with her natural talent for healing, had already mastered a vast array of Force healing techniques. But the Sith holocron had revealed so much more — forbidden knowledge of alchemy, manipulation of flesh, and the bending of life itself to one's will.
Two… *things* emerged from the darkness.
Anyone would have recognized them as Geonosians. But they were wrong. These creatures stood nearly two meters tall, with thick, corded arms and legs, muscles rippling beneath reddish skin. They were completely wingless. Their eyes glowed with unnatural intelligence. In their clawed hands, they clutched vibro-glaives too heavy for any normal Geonosian to lift.
"What is this?" Poggle asked, surprise evident in his clicking voice.
"I haven't come up with a name for them yet," Aubrey replied sweetly, "but the Sith used to call these creatures *Massassi*. Genetically altered warriors — mountains of muscle with the beginnings of true consciousness."
She snapped her fingers.
Several more creatures leaped from the shadows. These were smaller than average Geonosians but had acquired two extra pairs of limbs, each ending in terrifying claws. Sharp, serrated teeth filled their mouths.
"And these," Aubrey said, stroking the nearest one's head affectionately, "were called *yrch'ga'nak*. The holocron revealed many secrets to me — and I immersed myself in their study with rapture, reaching ever new heights. Now that the Hive's unified will binds my consciousness, I no longer fear the Darkness. So I dove into it eagerly. For it offered possibilities I could never have dreamed of before."
Poggle stared, horrified. "How is this possible?"
"Natural breeding has its limits. Selective breeding is time-consuming and inefficient. It takes generations. Alchemy, however, works instantly, immediately, and forever. Using the Force and Sith alchemy, one can influence physical matter at its core. That is what I did. In ancient times, the Sith bred specialized combat creatures and enhanced their own warriors to crush their enemies."
Aubrey's smile widened.
"However, the Sith controlled not only the living… but also the dead. The inorganic, so to speak. And that was much simpler."
Another series of clicks echoed. From the darkness emerged the dead Hive warriors — the same ones Poggle and the Queen had seen many times before. But this time, they didn't look sluggish or slow. They moved with precision and purpose. Their previously clouded white eyes now glowed a sickly green. To top it all off, they clutched blasters with mechanical efficiency.
"What have you done to them?" Karina asked, her multiple eyes narrowing.
"I simply improved on what was already there," Aubrey replied modestly.
The Queen clicked approvingly. "I am so pleased with her."
Aubrey's smile turned almost dreamy as she stepped forward. "The Will of the Hive… has not disappeared."
Suddenly, dozens of small, writhing worms — pale, glistening, and alive with dark purpose — swarmed from hidden crevices in the floor. They moved with unnatural speed, crawling up Aubrey's legs, under her robes, and across her 19-year-old body.
The young woman gasped as the worms removed her clothes with startling efficiency, the fabric tearing away in strips. More worms slithered over her bare skin, cool and slick, finding every sensitive spot. They entered her mouth, her ears, between her thighs — writhing, squirming, filling every hole with relentless, pulsating motion.
Aubrey spasmed with overwhelming pleasure, her body arching as the worms stimulated her from the inside out. Her breasts heaved, nipples hardening as tiny worms coiled around them, sucking and biting gently. Her hips bucked involuntarily as thicker worms thrust deep inside her, stretching and filling her completely. The sensation was obscene, overwhelming — a living, writhing ecstasy that made her scream in rapture.
The Will of the Hive had claimed her fully.
"Exactly," Aubrey moaned, her voice distorted with pleasure. "For now… it is *my* Will!"
Her laughter echoed off the high ceiling as the worms continued their assault, driving her to shattering climax after climax. Her body convulsed, juices dripping down her thighs as the worms feasted on her ecstasy.
Poggle tried to back away, but undead warriors had already crept up behind him. They pinned the Archduke firmly to the floor, their green-glowing eyes staring down at him with empty hunger.
"Yes," Aubrey gasped, still riding the waves of pleasure as the worms squirmed inside her. "The holocron held many secrets… including how to go against the Will of the Hive that had once enslaved me. But I did not free myself to escape. Not at all. The holocron revealed something far greater to me. The power of the dark side."
She quoted the Sith Code between moans:
"With Passion, I gain the Force."
Her passion had become the discovery of secrets that opened vast possibilities.
"With the Force, I gain Power."
With this knowledge, she could achieve her goal — mastery over all the secrets of this world.
"With Power, I gain Victory."
However, many would seek to kill her — the Jedi first and foremost — for they would not accept her path. But power would allow her to win.
"With Victory, I will break my chains."
Aubrey's eyes glowed with dark triumph as she looked down at the pinned Archduke.
"Yes. Victory. Victory over all… so that no one would ever control me again."