The hivemind is conquering for me?

Paradise. That was where the Bloodfiend was lost. Its entire body, covered in fresh blood within every minute. The warmth of its victims' life glugging down its gullet. A constant thrill, pushing it on to find more of the sweet metallic nectar!

"More... (More! Devour! Eviscerate! BLOOD ORGY! BLOOD! GUTS! MURDER!)" There was never enough blood. Never enough carnage, never enough death. The bloodthirster extended from its 'allies' not too long ago so it did not have to share its paradise with them.

It cared not that damage it was receiving was so much that its regeneration had begun to struggle keeping up. It would continue murdering, continue bathing in its enemies entrails until its body is gone. After which it will find a new host and continue on perpetually.

There was a voice inside the back of the Bloodfiends mind attempting to remind it of something, but the voice was drowned in a bloody frenzy and could not reach the surface. The Bloodfiend was now done with its current victim and threw it against the wall nearby, creating a beautiful piece of art.

Unfortunately the Bloodfiend did not have time to admire its painting and spun around, using its mace-like tail to send an entire group of the non bloods flying. They were tedious and got in the way of its fun so it was only them that it did not enjoy murdering.

*BOOM* *BOOM* *BOOM*

A heavy bombardment from an in orbit ship began to rain down upon the Bloodfiend. After the fire rain ended, the Bloodfiend looked up in a rage and a dreadful roar reverberated the surroundings as it began to stitch itself a new arm and tail while the rest of its flesh began to slowly heal itself once more.

The Bloodfiend was enraged. That attack had killed everything in a large radius around it and now It had nothing to butcher immediately. The Bloodfiend screamed out once more in rage before it decided which way to go to find more victims.

Just as she was about to pounce away, she was hit with two sensations. The first was the smell of the most mouth watering blood she ever smelt and a loud booming "Key-La! The Bloodfiend had no clue what made the noise and smell, but she was eager to find out as she devoured it whole!

...

*Ahem*

I cleared my throat and smiled jovially. "So I can do it... heheheheee!" I began giggling with my hand raised above my head. I was out of my armour temporarily as we stood atop the last fortress Keyla/The Bloodfiend was at.

I didn't particularly feel like playing cat and mouse trying to find her as she rampaged her way through the battlefield so I set a bait, hoping the smell of my blood and the sound of my voice would lure her towards me.

Orchid also began giggling next to me, but she was only laughing because I was laughing and had no actual idea as to what I found funny. Not that she could. The only thing that did know what I found so funny about my shout was Sol, who while did have an understanding of my past existence, did not quite understand how I sometimes had access to this 'magic' when I could not use 'magic.'

Although her intrigue about her Kindled one left her wanting to know more about his past universe, she ultimately thought it better to keep herself in the dark. That other universe was too confusing and contradictory after all.

"So, I should attempt to start using my Voice amplification in three syllables, though those two did hurt. I also need to figure out a way to stop that from happening. I should- No Apollo, you need to stop adding tasks and experiments to your list, when you still have dozens of your own and some Jewel wants to work on with you. Bad."

Suddenly, I heard a roar to my right that pulled me out of my mumbling and spotted a large Bloodfiend sprinting towards my location. I smiled upon seeing that Keyla looked completely fine after being in the thick of battle the entire time she has been here.

The mysteries of her form had me incredibly curious still and I was excited to learn more about her as time went on. As I was looking at the behemoth charging its way towards me, Orchid had a frown on her face. Keyla's link was still garbled by screeching and calls for murder. Nothing could get through to her.

This deeply troubled Orchid for a hive being that could not be given instruction from the hive was incredibly dangerous... A potential threat. Especially considering the fact that unstable things was barrelling through the lower castes directly towards her mate.

Orchid had a feeling in her gut. A gut feeling if you will that something bad would happen if she did not defend her mate from the Bloodfiend. As Apollo looked on as the Bloodfiend Approached, Orchid readied her swords. More than ready to initiate round two with the Bloodfiend and show it why she was the superior bio-form.

...

There it was in front of it. Out in the open, ready to be culled at a moment's notice. The lingering smell of blood from the closed wound had caused it to salivate immensely. It was so good and smelt vaguely familiar.

It mattered little though, for it would soon be inside of Its stomach, where it belonged. The Bloodfiend then picked up its pace, hauling its body much faster than a beast of its size should be able before leaping into the air onto the ruined fortress walls and jumping once more towards the central tower.

As It began descending. It noticed one of its allies not attacking the morsel in front of it. The Bloodfiend was confused but her claws would soon run through its new meal all the same. Just as It was about to land and dig in. Its prey spoke. Not a garbled scream of terror with the delicious look of fear upon its face like it was used to. No, there was a smile on its face as words, as simple as they were, sounded like a serenade to the Bloodfiend.

"Hey Keyla, How was your hunting? Did you kill a lot of things like you wanted?"

Silence...

"Keyla?" I asked as she landed right in front of me, putting her open mouth directly in front of mine as she began breathing onto me all her meals the past day. "Goodness, you are going to need a breath mint or something later. Are you ok? Orchid, why are you standing like that? Oh gosh, you two aren't about to have another cat fight are you?"

Neither of them responded for a moment as the two turned into statues. "Ok, I am starting to get a little freaked out. Keyla, are you ok?"

…

The words pouring out of the little morsel's mouth. They tickled the Bloodfiend's mind in a way the endless blood and guts just couldn't. It could not figure out despite its blood smelling divine, It could not reach out the mere inches it was from its maw and bite through it, satisfying its bloodlust even more.

And that name it kept on Repeating. Keyla, Keyla. Why was it continuously using its name... Wait. Its name? It did not have a name. It was a purpose. To murder, to kill, to devour. To love Apollo with every fiber of its existence!

Sticking its tongue past the teeth that had ripped through thousands, Keyla suddenly licked the blood from the hand of Apollo and her mind regained clarity. "Apollo! (Mate! love! My one and only! Blood orgy!)"

In a spurt of blood, that was more than just her usual Psionic change, The gigantic Bloodfiend suddenly disappeared and replacing it was a 4 ft 11 short stack covered head to toe in red liquid as she jumped up at me and began kissing me like crazy.

"Apollo, I am so horny. Fuck me now! Please use my little pussy and just tear me in half! I can take it! I will take it Oh! I Killed so many things. It made my time as a serial killer look like child's play! Why aren't you inside of me yet I am on fire!"

Orchid had just put her swords down to the side upon realising Keyla had gained control of herself once more, but they were back up in a moment's notice ready to teach the troublemaker the importance of the right time. A lesson she has years of experience in.

With my mouth firmly closed as her breath still smelt like raw meat and blood, I decided to give Keyla a few minutes to see if she would calm down naturally. She did not though as she attempted to remove my already battle damaged clothes while she was already naked from the transformation.

Unsatisfied with the pace of intimacy, Keyla dropped from around my torso and in one quick motion pulled my pants down in preparation as she opened her mouth wide. It was then I placed my now also red hand against her forehead, stopping her from moving as I chastised.

"Keyla. Now is not the time. Calm down."