Intermission 1: A Tale of Two Newly Awakened Hive Lords

While Rob and his new gang were going to the Lyons' house to steal some motorbikes, on the other side of the city, at the meteorite crash site, some conflict happened

Tina Cortez and her team of researchers finally arrived at the crash site. Tina and her team were dispatched to this city once the space research institution received a report from York Vale's police chief that there was a boulder-sized meteorite that fell on the city of York Vale.

When she arrived at the crash site, several people were already wandering on the periphery of the site, taking photos of the boulder-sized space rock.

There were a few police officers who stood guard and prevented any unauthorized party from making direct contact with the meteorite.

“I’m Tina Cortez from the space research institution; the two behind me are my assistants, Samantha and Isaac. Nice to meet you, officer…”

“Paulina. Paulina Campbell. Nice to meet you, Mrs. Cortez.”

“Yes, nice to meet you, Officer Campbell. Can you secure the area from any other unrelated people? My team will begin to investigate the meteorite, and we need some privacy,” the scientist asked.

“Yes, ma’am.”

A few minutes later, the group of police officers chased any unrelated parties away and expanded the security perimeter. The only people who left there were Tina and her team, and to Tina’s surprise, there was still one person who wasn’t a police officer or part of her team present in the area: a middle-aged Arab businessman.

“Who are you?” Tina approached the man.

“My name is Abdul Salman, a humble businessman and collector; it’s a pleasure to meet you, ma'am,” the man said. Despite his cordial greeting, the man didn’t try to hide his leer. He was ogling Tina’s appearance.

Tina had an unamused face. She crossed her arms and said, “Sir, don’t you hear the police’s order for any unauthorized party to leave the area?”

“Yes, but I’m not an unauthorized party; this area is my property. I have the right to be here.”

“Your property? I heard this site used to be an abandoned church, and you claim this is your property?” Tina looked at the man with suspicion and disbelief.

“What’s wrong with it? Don’t you think that an Arab man like me can’t build a church? Well, you’re right, I’m a Muslim man. I didn’t build this church; I just bought the land some years ago, but I forgot about its existence for some time because I had a lot of land and couldn’t manage it all. Then I got the news and realized the crash site was on my property. Naturally, it means I have a claim on the meteorite. But when I arrived, the police had already stood guard and told me that they had already called the space research institution to collect the meteorite. The police seemed to misunderstand the ownership status of the land and thought that the land was public land, unaware that the land was my private property. After I clarified and showed them my land ownership deed, this is where we are now. The police want me to negotiate with you about the ownership of the meteorite. They won’t take a side or intervene.”

“So, how do you want to settle things? Do you want to sell the meteorite?” Tina asked.

“Sell? I already had a lot of money, so why should I sell it? As I said, I’m a collector, but I was also not that petty and greedy to prevent you from studying the meteorite. You never know what you might discover on that space rock. It will have more value if you discover something truly remarkable in it, making it worthy of display in my collection gallery. So, here is what I propose: I just want a few small pieces of it, you can have the rest, but I want you to share every finding about the meteorite with me. A pretty nice deal, isn’t it?”

“Sounds like a good deal, but I am afraid to disappoint you. Depending on what we discover about it, not every piece of information can be shared with you. The state sometimes wants to keep crucial information to themselves and wouldn’t let people from other countries know. If you are fine with it, we can reach a deal,” Tina replied.

“Fine, it can’t be helped, but in exchange, I will do my own research on the rock; I may not look like it, but I have a degree in mineralogy before I choose to be a businessman. I might ask you some stuff though; it might be a minor inconvenience to you, but I will try to not disturb you as much as I could.”

“I think that is an acceptable clause, if you have questions, you can tell Isaac, he will help you as much as he can.” Tina accepted the deal. Another one that likes to overestimate their capability. A perfect pair for Isaac. I might push Isaac to work with this man if Isaac thinks he could do better than doing the job I assign him.

Abdul had chiseled a small piece of the meteorite and brought it back to his temporary work desk that he set beside his APV. Despite his talk that he wanted to show it off in his gallery, Abdul wasn't a reckless and careless man, he wouldn't keep it in his house or even bring it back with him if he wasn't yet sure that it was harmless. He became a big player in his business field because he was calculative and careful.

Across from him was a skinny man wearing a lab coat, Isaac Hughes. Tina had sent the man to assist Abdul in his self-research.

“So, Mr. Hughes, have you found something on the rock? From my test, I believe the rock was composed of carbon, silver, and something like mercury,” Abdul said.

“It shouldn’t be mercury; they would have formed an amalgam if it were mercury, considering what the meteor went through. Mr. Salman, don’t you find the mercury a little jumpy, as if trying to avoid the silver when you check it through a microscope? As if it were alive. In my opinion, it is something entirely different, something out of this world. Unfortunately, to further check this hypothesis, we need state-of-the-art laboratory testing. “

“That's an interesting finding, Isaac, may I call you Isaac?”

“Only if you let me call you Abdul, too,” the geeky guy replied.

“So, Isaac, what do you think I should do with this rock now?”

“If it is up to me, well, like I said, I will bring it to a state-of-the-art laboratory to check. If it really contains something out of this world, I will name the stuff using my name so my name will be recorded in history and science books.”

Abdul let out a small chuckle. “You seem pretty ambitious, my boy. How about this? Considering I have a few samples on my hand, I will give you a piece; this is yours from now on. Not even your superior can take it from you. Bring this rock to the best laboratory you know. For the cost, I will give you this card; there’s around a hundred grand in it. I hope it is enough to cover the preliminary test costs. Go make a name for yourself, boy.”

Isaac was left speechless for a few seconds after receiving Abdul’s gift. “A-Are you seriously giving me this, sir? We just met each other several minutes ago! Don’t you worry if I spend the money on other stuff instead?”

“Well, if you do that, it only means that I judge you wrong, but I believe an ambitious man like you will use the money to further your goal in whatever way it is and not just waste the money on mundane things. I hope you are able to make it big.”

“Thank you for your trust, sir.”

“Hey, I thought you wanted to call me Abdul,” the Arab man said. “Anyway, Isaac, are you free tonight? Would you like to accompany me on a tour of the city?”

“After what you gave me, I just can’t refuse your offer, even if that Latina bitch forbids me, I will go to your place.”

“Do you mean Ms. Cortez? Do you have a bad relationship with your leader?” Abdul asked curiously.

“Yeah, our relationship was not the best. She looked down on me, often putting down my ideas, and calling it outrageous. She is just too conservative in her view. Meanwhile, my fellow assistant, Samantha, is my exact opposite; she has a great relationship with Tina because all she does is brown-nose her. Both are bitches.” Isaac spat out the complaint he had against his team of researchers.

“You can just resign if you don’t like her, right?”

“Easy to say; both Ms. Cortez and I had our own circumstances that got us stuck in this toxic working relationship. The reason she keeps me is because the substitutes she has searched for so far are less competent than me. Even Samantha isn’t as bright as me. As for me, being a scientist for the space research institute is my dream; I will not let an obstacle like the bitch make me quit.”

“Good resolve you have there, Isaac. Alright, don’t forget to come to my place at 8 ; I will tell you the address.”

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Time passed, and the sun had set. The clock on the wall showed it was 7 p.m. Abdul was in his hotel penthouse room, with him was another Arab man dressed in a black robe, and a white woman in a revealing dress who was the man’s escort..

“Your proposal is outrageous, Ahmed, you want me to finance terrorism?” Abdul asked. His expression was nothing like what he had this morning.

“No, you misunderstood us, my friend. It’s not terrorism, we will not bomb people, and nobody will die. I assure you of it, if I want to commit terrorism, I won’t bring this lady here. We are different from these bloodthirsty terrorists, though our way might look a little **** and not conventional, but what's wrong with rallying people to make some noise so our voice will be heard by the big man with authority?”

Abdul sighed. “My friend, Ahmed, I know your plight, but I still think it’s wrong; I just can’t use my company to sponsor you.”

“Oh, come on, you are filthy rich. Look, how much did you spend on this silver rock? If I’m correctly guessing, this must be a piece of the meteorite that just fell yesterday, bet you forked out some grand for it.”

“No, Ahmed, the meteorite is mine because it fell on my land, I don’t spend a penny for it, and what do you mean by silver stone? It is bla –”

Abdul saw that the meteorite in Ahmed’s hand was coated in silver, but he witnessed something horrifying happen next, several fine silver tendrils came out of the small piece of rock and began to entangle Ahmed’s hand.

“Drop the stone off, Ahmed, it’s dangerous!”

Ahmed was flinging his hand, trying to shake the rock off, but the rock and his hand seemed to be glued together.

Abdul was also trying to help his friend by pulling the stone from Ahmed’s hand. Not only Abdul, but the escort Ahmed hired was trying to separate her client from the rock. The result was disastrous when the three of them got entangled by the silver tendrils. The hive fused with the three consciousnesses at the same time.

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‘Abdul’ opened his eyes. He watched Ahmed, and the escort lady hadn’t yet awakened. He knew they wouldn’t awaken before he commanded them. ‘Abdul’ could feel his mind and personality had fused with Ahmed and Lexy, the escort lady, because of the rock. He now knew the nature of the rock, or more precisely, the nature of the living organism inside the rock; they were hive-mind organisms. They lived by taking over their house body and replacing their mind with what the hive lord preferred. And the hive had claimed his mind, Ahmed’s mind, and Lexy’s mind as their basic personality templates, fusing them as one. He was an amalgam of three minds. The hive took Ahmed’s zealousness, combined it with Abdul’s identity as a business magnate, and twisted his view of women with the fashion sense of Lexy. The personality blocks born and adopted by the hive lord from the combination of their three minds were Harem Lord. His goal was not just to have many girls under his control, but to rule them like in a medieval Middle Eastern harem.

Abdul was a pervert, but he knew his boundaries. He would not let his decision be affected by his lust, and only indulge it on recreational occasions by hiring whores. But the fusion with the hive pumped his lust and perviness to a whole new level and eroded his inhibition. He had an overwhelming urge to make women submit to him, making them his harem slaves. His body was full of vigor. He felt that he could go multiple rounds with numerous women and would still be fine.

Abdul looked at the **** Lexy. The fusion with the hive gave him some knowledge on how to use his newfound power. The arab man then touched the blonde girl's forehead.

The hive started to work on Lexi. Her alabaster skin got darker until she had an olive complexion. Her blonde hair turned black. Her fake tits grew even bigger, but they looked more natural now. Her tits stopped expanding after she reached around double G-cup. Her hips widen into ideal childbearing hips. Next, her clothes were remade. Her dress vanished, and her bra was now an exotic gold beaded sequin belly dancer brassiere. A sheer, high-slit chiffon mermaid skirt and hip scarves formed around her bottom. At the top of her hair, a tiara was formed, along with several other pieces of golden jewelry that adorned her body gaudily.

“Wake up, your name is now Latifah, the first of my harem. You are my concubine and an extension of my will. You are an expert in managing the harem and master of intrigue and seduction.”

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Latifah’s consciousness gradually came back to her.

“My lord,” the first thing Latifah did once she regained her consciousness was to genuflect to Abdul.

“Stand up, and give me a lap dance while I ask you some questions,” Abdul ordered.

“Yes, my lord.”

Latifah started her erotic lap dance; rubbing her buttocks on Abdul’s crotch.

“So, Latifah, do you remember your life as Lexi?”

“Hmmm…yeah, I remember being a 24-year-old escort named Lexi, but her life seemed far away, I could still recall them if you asked for it, my Lord,” Latifah answered.

“Woah, I didn’t expect that you were just 24, I thought you were a little older. Our age gap is around 15 years.”

“Is there any problem with it, my lord?”

“Oh no, there’s no problem, I love young girls like you.

“I’m happy that you love me, my lord. Do you love me more than your wife, my lord?”

“You’re pushing your luck, Latifah, but I think I love you more. Granted, it may be because Lexi’s personality has mixed with mine. Satisfied with my answer?”

“Of course, who am I to complain about your answer? Will you turn your wife into harem slaves under me, my lord?”

“Now that you mention it, I have **** but to turn her into a compliant harem **** too to tie the loose end, but don’t be complacent; I might let her compete with you for the queen spot instead of putting her under you, she is my wife for more than ten years after all; I have to give her some perks,” Abdul teased the girl.

“I’m going to need some help then. According to Lexi’s memories, you might like to get 'my’ 19-year-old sister into your harem too; she isn’t less pretty than Lexi. ‘My’ mother would be devastated to lose her two daughters, so, please take care of her too, my lord.”

“You cunning slut, convince me then.”

Latifah stopped her lap dances. She turned around and kneeled before Abdul, then swiftly unbuckled his pants, and fished out his dick. The olive-skinned lady began to work her tongue on Abdul’s thick cock shaft. After she finished cleaning his cock with her tongue, Latifah slowly took Abdul's huge cock in her mouth.

“Damn, you are good at this; my wife isn’t as good as yours at giving heads.”

Latifah paused sucking his cock for a moment and looked at Abdul with a flirty, triumphant look before she resumed her blowjob.

It looked like he couldn’t meet Isaac now. He would be busy turning chicks and bitches into his harem slaves. And his gut feeling told him that Isaac would also be facing a similar conflict. Furthermore, he had this new feeling of repulsion to meet other hive lords; it was not a time to conflict with each other yet.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the city, Isaac had just awakened from his slumber after fusing with the hive lord. Compared to Abdul and Rob, Isaac's fusion with the hive didn’t have any second person mixed in, but instead of a person, his personality was affected by something else

He was holed in his room, doing his research and tasks ordered by Tina when the stone started to be coated in silver. He was careful and didn’t approach it at first. He saw the silver coating coming from the meteorite begin to spill on the bank card given by Abdul that he placed beside the stone.

Isaac started to panic and tried to save the bank card. Hundred grants was a lot for him, and Abdul had placed his trust in him. But the moment Isaac made contact with the silver coating, the hive tendril jumped on him and took over his mind.

Isaac woke up with a newfound understanding of what happened to him and what was in the meteorite. About the hive, and how it worked.

He thought the personality block that the hive would adopt was that of a mad scientist, but to his surprise, the personality block he had was that of a corporate overlord. The bank card, his greed, his dissatisfaction with his job, his position in the institute — all factors influenced the hive lord to think becoming a corporate overlord was the right way to survive.

“Fuck,” Isaac cursed. His mind was filled by the urge to make others become corporate drones loyal to him, meanwhile, what he wanted was to be able to spend his time researching stuff in the lab.

“Fine, you win. I will change someone into a corporate drone and call it a day.” Isaac spoke to himself.

Who should I change first? God damnit, Isaac, you are stupid; it is an obvious answer. The bitch, Tina Cortez, and the hot Samantha are waiting for you to convert them.

Now that he thought about turning his superior, Tina Cortez, and his fellow lab assistant, Samantha Kyle into some kind of corporate drone, it didn’t feel too bad for him. .A feeling of anticipation rose in his chest for each step Isaac took before arriving in front of Tina’s room.

To be continued in Intermission 2

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