The AIs all seemed alarmed. "...Sir, it's a full-on invasion fleet!" GLaDOS said.
"Over a thousand cruisers, at least Enterprise-class or higher, are moving in, heading for the outskirts of the world. They're approaching the Huntsplanet as we speak," SHODAN said.
"Huntsplanet?" Rachnee asked.
"A planet filled with nasty monsters and unchanged xenomorphs. I made it so the Yautja could have a playground," the villain explained. "All right. AM, I-"
"Confirmed. They have destroyed the Huntsplanet," AM said.
Anger began to radiate off of the villain in waves, the AIs and the two monstergirls in bed shivering with fear at the sight of it. "...Open contact with them," he said, the villain's eyes glowing. "I'm boosting your broadcast abilities so you can break through whatever paltry defenses they have."
Those AIs that had eyes suddenly had those eyes glowing as they reached out to the invading warships.
"Command ship confirmed," said Mother Brain. "A Star Destroyer class warship."
"Hailing frequency opened," SHODAN said. "They are... not resisting." The formerly malicious AI sounded confused. "Opening channel now."
The viewing portal changed, and the villain found himself looking at an older man with a regal beard and mustache, which he stroked idly as he looked the villain over. He wore a blue, military-esque uniform, and a long cloak.
"Y'know," the villain said, "If you'd just knocked on the door instead of KICKING IT IN and BREAKING MY SHIT, we could have been friends."
The invader leader chuckled. "I rather doubt that. I see we've caught your attention?" he said.
"That's right," the villain said, snapping his fingers. Cosmic power flared, and the Huntsplanet rebuilt itself, shattering several smaller ships caught in its gravity. "Now. Who the fuck are you?"
"I am Maximillion. My army is made up of countless counterparts of myself, and I have come to kill you," the invader leader said. "Your sluts will die as well, mercy-killed because of the taint you've placed upon them."
Rachnee and Cerea gave Maximillion an alarmed look. "I see. And my children?"
"They are your filthspawn. They will all die," Maximillion said, showing no emotion.
Rachnee hissed, anger overriding her fear, as Cerea started to get to her hooves. "Base VERMIN..." the centaur growled.
The villain snapped his fingers. Maximillion's visage flickered, but didn't disappear. "Nice try. You aren't the only Villain Sue here," Maximillion said.
The villain's eyes narrowed. "You're still going to die. I just get to have fun first," he said, snapping his fingers again and feeling Maximillion's command console explode, the viewscreen image of his ship vanishing, leaving only the AIs. "Contact EVERYONE. Tell the fatties to take their slim pills and prepare for battle. I want anyone who's pregnant to be put under protection. Scramble EVERYTHING WE HAVE. I want the Death Star leading the fleet into battle. I want him DEMORALIZED before he dies."
"Yes, Master," the AIs said, the viewscreen fading as they started to make contact with everyone. The villain turned apologetically to Rachnee and Cerea.
"Sorry ladies," he said. "Looks like our funtimes will have to wait."
"To defend our home," Cerea said, "is a worthy cause, master. I will gladly take up my sword against this filth."
Rachnee nodded. "Bad enough they're interrupting nookie time, they're threatening kids. I'mma fucking eat them."
The villain grinned at her. "Literally, I hope," he said.
"I just might!" Rachnee proclaimed angrily.
The villain nodded. "All right. Get dressed, and get ready for battle. Let's all show this fuckwit what it means to challenge me."
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