BL, but goth and dramatic. Can be interpreted as a missed Love prompt for #nniavember .

@comrade_lecter most people used #nniavember, but I know @quinn and possibly other put it in a CW so it's not searchable

Episode 30

"She rescued Earth three times! From The Ender, from Tyrant Ardo, and what scientists now confirm was an impending climate crisis using her dynamos. She also brought us the ExoBoosters, will soon end world hunger with the greentower initiative, and spends all of her time either inventing new wonders like the space elevator or fighting against Earth's remaining tyrants." Someone said to the dour black man.

"I still wonder if she's the leader we need." The man mumbled.

"She is, Brother." Sera said, approaching in one of a million identical ExoBoosters, avoiding the controversy of showing her face.

"This-" Seth said, gesturing with a scowl to the shimmering tower of slightly green glass which housed a complicated ecology of food plants and medicine.

"Is genius, of course." Sera said, finishing his sentence. The 'two' of them stood together, looking at their gender-changed mirror images.

"No, it's naive! I overheard her saying that the greentower had top priority because 'people don't hurt each other as much when they aren't hungry.' She could be making new weapons and armor, she could-"

"That's exactly why Tia's actually a genius. She's absolutely right, people can't be said to be safe or cared for if they don't have food." Sera said.

"But the old powers-"

"Are mostly broken thanks to me. Tia has more than enough firepower to handle the remaining bullies."

"But her enemies keep developing ways to fight her. Unless she plans for the future-"

"That's the problem with us, Seth! We don't allow anyone to have a future because it has to be to our vision, our goals. Really planning for the future is precisely what Tia does. She sees problems and she allows them to be fixable and then she just goes to work. She is exactly who the world needs, and it's a fucking relief that we aren't the dictator any more."

"..." Seth said.

"What kind of future would she be preparing for if all she did was make weapons? If all she did was act like us? There's a reason she came for me with a hammer, brother. She's just plain better than us." Sera said with a slight chuckle.

"So. The future is in the hands of a kindhearted little girl." Seth sighed.

"Kindhearted niña she may be, but she'll also Smash injustice with no hesitation." Albin said, strolling up to the enigmatic twins.

"Fine. I suppose... This is the revolution I wanted?" Seth said, sighing again as he looked out over the busy free workers in their ExoBoosters.

"Picturing something more bloody, brother?" Albin said, laughing. Seth glanced sideways at Albin... and smirked. It was a tiny twitch that seemed painful, but it was unmistakably a smile.

"Tia... Is a fine leader. I can focus on my own interests instead of world domination." Seth said, blinking at the absurdity of his own choice of words.

"Hmm? What interests?" Albin asked.

"Mushroom hunting. I heard a tip about some aesterels and I'm going to follow it up." Seth said, setting his features as seriously as if he was planning some agitation action.

"Oh! Well... That sounds fun, actually." Albin said. "Can I come? I sort of got recalled from my Session appointment after..."

"Sorry." Sera said. "Being married to the world's most infamous tyrant has some downsides."

"I didn't want to say that part." Albin said with an easy chuckle.

The three adults chatted among themselves about how relieved they were that the power had shifted to the young, now that they finally had perspective on what they had been doing with it.

The world changed as it followed the dreams of a little girl

#nniavember

Day 30
Nina

#TiaTerrorTot

Episode 29

Sera sat at her desk, filing imperceptible flaws from her long, wicked nails. Tia stood across the room, still safely in her Thrain.

"You've been in a self-imposed exile. You should come home." Sera said, flatly.

"You tried to kill me, Mommy..." Tia said, her little heart a storm of feeling. Even now she wanted to throw open her armor and jump into Sera's arms. But then she would die.

"I felt bad about that. As I said before, I've worked so, so hard to come this far." Sera said with a sigh.

"You tried to *kill me*, Mommy." Tia said, with more confidence. Sera looked shrewdly at her.

"I'm not going to talk you out of that toy, am I? Yes. Yes, I tried to kill you. I am glad you survived and that isn't what I'm doing now." Sera said.

Tia scoffed, gesturing around at the wicked architecture, the signs of mind-controlled servants having recently fled the building. Sera closed her eyes.

"So... So long. I discovered my powers when I was just a little girl too. I could wish myself back to any point in my life." Sera said.

"Temporal flux. Dominion over time." Tia said in agreement, checking her Abhys readouts.

"Hush, Tia. Let me tell the story." Sera said with a loving smirk. "My first family all died. I couldn't imagine doing anything but running away when the killers came. I couldn't go back, my mind couldn't focus on them any more. Too scared of the violence."

"I'm... I'm sorry, Mommy."

"So I got strong. I learned how to fight and I started a new family. I found that my children often had some new power, and by training them and keeping them busy I could make our family stronger and safer. We would never be vulnerable to the killers again."

"So are you really my mom?" Tia asked, a little dizzy at the implication.

"Of course I am, Tia. I gave birth to you myself. I'm also your great-great-grandmother, one of your grandfathers, several cousins, and many others going back to the start of superheroism; This is My Family, Tia. And it always has been." Sera said.

"You have to stop trying to control everything." Tia whispered, Thrain amplifying her breathless voice enough to still be heard.

"When I don't control things, there's Chaos. People die in the wild world. But in my world, I can protect you all." Sera grumbled darkly, her fantasy so tantalizingly close.

"No you can't, Mommy! People want to be free and to make their own choices and do stuff you don't want them to do! If you need all control to keep people safe, you'll just wind up Slicing everyone to pieces during the struggle!" Tia said.

"...My... My own daughter." Sera said, weakly. Her shoulders slumped for just a second, and she sniffled and quickly disciplined herself. "I... I have killed my children before."

There was a heavy, terrible moment. Tia said nothing, and Sera's eyes widened as she was simply left in the oppressive air her statement had created.

"I'm... I'm the killer now." Sera said. Tia kept being meaningfully silent, letting Sera bring herself to the truth. "I didn't grow up to protect my family. I grew up to become the monster."

A single tear ran down the villain's cheek.

"I'm tired of running, Mommy. I came here to break you with my hammer. But I don't want to. So you can do whatever you want. I'm done playing around." Tia said.

The was a beep and a rush as Thrain powered down and opened, freeing the adorable little girl seated inside of it. Tia shakily left her protection, trying to stay brave despite knowing she could be killed at any moment. Sera looked at her in surprise.

"You aren't going to Smash me?" Sera said.

"I already did. Those statues down there... The image of you as the one in charge, I'll break every one of them." Tia said with a smile.

"I... Wanted you to kill me, Tia. I dreamed for centuries about someone from the family finally growing stronger than me and..." Sera said, her breath hitching.

"And setting you free." Tia said. Sera's face crumpled and she began weeping, her hands hiding the wreck quickly becoming of her makeup.

Tia hopped out of her ExoBooster and crawled into Sera's lap, snuggling with her Mommy and cooing in a little voice. Seeing Sera cry was a new and intense experience; The only mother the girl genius had ever known was perfectly stoic, her father being the one to cry and share fears.

"I could kill you." Sera said through her tears. "But that would only make me weak. I've always been... Pathetic."

"No Mommy. You've always been *scared*. And that's fine! We're all scared. You don't have to be better than people to do good." Tia said. Sera blinked and sniffled, truly surprised.

"You're more wise than me. After a hundred lifetimes I'm still foolish." Sera laughed bitterly.

"Well you've got at least a hundred more, so let's do something better with them." Tia said. The mother and daughter giggled and snuggled each other, more relieved than they knew how to express.

#nniavember

Day 29
Freedom

#TiaTerrorTot

Episode 28

Tia firmed her lip and strode into the Ardo Industrial Tower. It had received a make-over to look more cold and dark and severe, and grizzly massive statues of Sera Slices holding her evil Slicer stood at every door, their eyes glowing red as they doubled as security cameras. The timid workers glanced at Tia in her Thrain and their eyes widened in fear.

"Disobedience is Death." A prerecorded whisper from The Lethal Mistress said, audible to everyone in the lobby.

The statues of Sera reacted, the glow of their eyes rapidly building in intensity. Tia Shifted to the nearest statue and shattered it with a roaring Rocket Smash. She Shifted to the opposite end of the hallway, allowing the same Rocket Smash to continue devastating the terrifying, exaggerated images of her mother. Tia Shifted her hammer towards one of the two remaining statues and then moved her own place in the room to be between the last statue and its intended victims.

Only the one statue was left, and Tia leapt on top of it's face. she obscured the white hot glowing eyes from the view of the workers within two seconds of it's whispered threat, and the workers managed to make for the front exit. the eyes flashed with a burst of heat, which skipped harmlessly off of the Thrain, and Tia was able to knock out the filament devices with a few mechanically enhanced punches. Tia sighed as she examined the charred and dented image of Sera.

"Tia." Sera said, entering the lobby.

"Mommy... You're holding the workers prisoner?" Tia said, grumbling and keeping her eyes on the ruined statue.

"I had to. Your little 'revolution' was making employment seem superfluous and your smear of me as The Ender made people start calling me a villain. I had to keep the lights on at AI, so the culture changed a bit." Sera said, smirking.

"It's just how you've always been. I didn't notice you were a bad guy because..." Tia said, then choked, her tiny body quivering.

"Why, Tia?" Sera said, frowning at the back the latest and greatest toy Tia had come to show her.

"B-because I love you!" Tia sobbed, spinning around. She wanted nothing more than to leap out of her armor and hug her mommy, but she relied on the temporal shielding and the neurodamping that kept her homicidal matriarch from simply deconstructing her existence.

"Then come home. Take off that ridiculous thing, come have hot chocolate and let Mommy make it all better." Sera said, a warm smile on her face.

"No... Oh my god... Mommy... You're so mean!" Tia sobbed, shivering.

"Don't listen to her, Tia." A-5 said. "She's always tried to control your reality. But you're just too smart for her."

"Tia, you're miserable resisting me. I just want you to be happy." Sera said, her smile already wilting. Tia shook off the disorientation brought on from resisting her mother. Even with the protection of her armor, her heart could still be wrenched and squeezed by her mother.

"No, Mommy! You're a bad guy, and... And I don't want to kick your butt, but also I kind of gotta I mean look at this I mean Wow, Mommy. Seriously."

Tia allowed the heated slag, the shattered statues, the rows of PsyWave affected "employees", and Sera's own shocking new outfit to comment all that needed saying.

"You... You don't understand. Tia. I've been working for so long. For so, so, so long." Sera said, growling.

"I have too." Tia said, calmly. A jingling tone sounded, and the employees snapped to their senses, once again able to think and flee.

"Hmm... So you've found more ways to counteract PsyWave. Fine. Let's really talk. It's about time we did." Sera said, sighing deeply and walking to the elevator. "Well, are you coming?"

Tia stumbled and walked after her mother, feeling very on the back foot about the encounter.

"A-aren't we gonna fight?" Tia asked.

"Oh my daughter, always ready to smash." Sera said with a sly smirk. "If we must, that's always an option. For now, let's see if we can work this out as a family."

"Okay... But I'm keeping my armor on and you better not try anything funny." Tia said, feeling more and more uncertain about how this was going, and more and more tempted to take off the armor and be back in Mommy's arms.

"Tia..." Sera said, as the elevator dinged and opened.

"Mmm?" Tia said.

"I love you too." Sera said, stepping onto the elevator.

Tia shivered and tried to hide the fact that she was crying as she stepped onto the elevator along with her Arch Nemesis.

#nniavember

Day 28
Love

#TiaTerrorTot

Episode 27

A man strode through the busy work field. people in ExoBoosters dipped around the swarthy figure who lazily scuffed the dirt on his stroll.

"Do you need a Booster?" Someone said in a clear, slightly amplified voice from inside their own armor.

"Hmm? Oh, no, I'm fine thank you." The man said with a smile. The person in the advanced robotic suit shrugged and rode off to their work.

The man kept lazily strolling, not showing any hesitance or embarrassment crossing the very large bright signs declaring a 'do not pass' zone.

"Woah, that's the way to Girl Genius's garage! She doesn't let anyone in, Mister!" Someone shouted, amplifying their voice enough to be very clear to the intruder.

"Thanks for the concern but I'm sure she'll forgive me." The man said, smirking.

"N-no! That's not what I mean! Mister, you'll be vaporized by her turrets, come back!" The concerned citizen cried.

The man just waved over his shoulder, chuckling and still keeping up his nonchalant strut. Several workers stopped to watch the carnage.

The man crossed a zone marked with yellow tape and danger signs, and a flashing red alarm started along with a blaring alarm. Abhys began droning a warning in Castellen, the exact dialect the man spoke as his first language. He raised an eyebrow at the system's use of a language targeted for him, impressed, and kept walking, bringing himself to the garage's door and a border of red tape marked with skull signs. with no more hesitation than he had shown at any point, even stifling a slight yawn, the man crossed into the death zone.

half a dozen high powered plasma throwers doused the stranger in several grams of superheated metal ions per second, causing a brilliant white flash to spring up around him. The blaring alarm continued to ring and the plasma throwers continued their steady spray, causing a large area of ground around the intruder to turn to bright orange slag. Steam and dust from atomically eradicated rocks billowed up, obscuring the violence, but the intense roar of the automated weapons continued to awe and terrify those watching. After nearly two minutes the turrets failed, ruined by their own heat, yet the crater where the intruder was last seen kept glowing and smoking. People were shaking, horrified by seeing that much power unleashed on one person.

"Phooo!" The man said, blowing a powerful lungful of air, clearing the hot dust and cooling the rock enough to stand clear. He was displaying an impressive and very attractive physique, now entirely unencumbered by clothes, but he was otherwise completely unscathed.

"D-daddy?" Tia said, having just arrived in response to the unusual alarm activity. Her eyes trailed over the unusual sight and she turned fuschia. "Ha! There are clothes. Clothes!"

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"You've changed a lot." Albin said, sitting down with a cup of coffee.

"I have? I thought I could stay the same age..." Tia said, looking down at her own tiny hands clutching a steaming mug.

"If you've set your mind to staying a little girl, I know that's simply the way it will be. But I'm talking about the way you carry yourself. The way you see the world. You're becoming yourself, and I'm proud." Albin said. Tia gasped.

"P-proud? But I thought you would be on Mommy's side." Tia said, tears of relief springing into her eyes.

"I'm not here for a fight, my beautiful angel. But I do love your mother, so please... tell me why you're fighting her." Albin said.

"At first I was just suspicious because I felt like no one should gain control of everything like Mom has. But then I developed a formula for mapping timespace and incidentally found out Mom is all of history's greatest supervillains, and a bunch of great heroes too. She was Perfect, and Storm's Shadow..." Tia said. As she spoke, a strangely unfamiliar look crossed Albin's face. A look of... pain.

"She... How? Tia... How could you... I mean, how do you have the strength to consider fighting your own mother?"

"Daddy. I'm not the one who's really changed. The people out there have changed me." Tia said, indicating the busy people, some of whom were still glancing toward the garage to try and spot some more drama.

"Yeah, that is different. What are they doing?" Albin asked, already sensing the answer.

"Installing dynamos and housing and hospitals and schools and cultivating food forests and gardens and greenhouses stacks... They're making their world, and I'm keeping busy with research to help them do that rather than bossing them around." Tia said, grumbling.

"Your mother did send me to arrest you, but I knew that things were different now. You... You're older than you look now, aren't you?" Albin said with a hint of sadness. Tia growled and waved her arms.

"I'm exactly as old as I look! Daddy... Go tell Mommy whatever you want. I'm going to keep making the change I believe in."

"That's why I love you, Tia."

#nniavember

Day 27
Change

#TiaTerrorTot

#nniavember 29 - Freedom.

I could have done something politically meaningful, but instead this is my OC Amelia. She was semi accidentally liberated from social norms and fears associated with them.

#nniavember day 16: small.
This one's a fantasy story with sexual themes involving children and animals and vague descriptions of violence and death. https://archiveofourown.org/works/42938232/chapters/108857781

#nniavember 27 - Change.

Full prompt list https://nnia.space/@comrade_lecter/109236810407013394

Cw for blood and nudity (non sexual).

Reposting this here while baraag is on quarantine (because I want attention and likes and comments). This may have been the Power prompt from #nniavember .

#nniavember 26 - Multitudes.

Full prompt list https://nnia.space/@comrade_lecter/109236810407013394

Episode 26

Tia controlled her breathing as the platform hummed, rising through the dark. Soon it would bring her to the source of her anxiety. Soon, so... Now, in fact. Tia sucked in a small breath.

Throngs. Multitudes, a million faces or more all pointed directly at her. This was her mission. Her destiny. Her fight. Her people. It was more intimidating than any Ardo Industrial Expo had ever been. There, she was a mere ornament to her mother's vanity. But these people had gathered because of Tia.

"People... Of Earth." Tia said, voice picked up and broadcast from her collar. She internally groaned over sounding like a space alien.

"You're fine! You can do this!" A-5 said, making her smirk and close her eyes for a moment, collecting her courage again.

"To the brave people, and the scared. Little people, people who feel powerless and alone; You are not." Tia started, a confident measure taking over. "You have allies. You have strength you're only beginning to realize."

Many of the faces looking back at her were old, or very young, mostly desperately skinny or sickly. She firmed her lip.

"A few people take everything, and most people have nothing. That's the story of the world going back to the First Conquest." Tia said, growling. "And it doesn't have to be that way. My dynamos were supposed to make things better for everyone. Instead they're only helping the people who already had everything. The poor and forgotten stayed that way, but together we can be The Hammer that smashes through! You can have everything you deserve in this world if you're willing to fight for it."

"How?" A withered man said.

He was here for the same reason most of them were here. They had gathered over months because Tia and her bots seemed to have unlimited food and supplies to keep them all relatively safe.

"I'll help." Tia said. There was a bit of laughter.

"Sorry to laugh, child." An old woman said. "I have great respect for you, of course you can fight. But I can't."

"Sure you can! You could do first aid or preparing meals or running messages or keep a safe house; There are lots of ways even a sweet old lady can be a fighter." Tia said. The woman frowned shrewdly.

"We can't fight the Calvana Army or the Ardo Industrial Military Command with old ladies running church groups." A wiry teenager said.

"Don't underestimate old ladies." Tia said, shivering. "And besides, like I said, I'll help."

"One little girl, no matter how smart, can't help millions of people fight." An old man shouted. There was disappointed grumbling in agreement.

"Don't underestimate little girls either! What if each of you had your very own suit of high-tech, high-powered, nearly indestructible armor? Would that help you resist the AI militia?" Tia asked, arching an eyebrow and enjoying the shock greeting her.

"What? That gizmo you showed off at the Expo?" A young woman said.

"Yeah. I have plenty of thoroughly tested mass-manufactured ExoBoosters with the keys in the ignition. I just need an army of hopeful radicals, raging, resistance!" Tia said, strange words tumbling out of her and reminding her of the Dragon Sercilel whom she had momentarily killed.

With perfect timing, a dozen of the Mass Series ExoBooster arrived on stage along with her, gleaming with the promise of changing destiny.

"Can these... Can we really fight against the people who kick us from our homes-?"

"And lock up our families-"

"And make us go hungry-"

"With these machines?"

Tia centered herself again. The throng of desperate people pulled at her sense of calm.

"They are a tool. No tool, no matter how powerful, will ever be enough. What you really need is cooperation and courage. The will to take on the fight. Will to change your own world. To make things happen." Tia said, nodding along with her own cleverness.

"Thank you, Tia." An old woman said, and without another word she snapped her fingers at one of the show models, making it open for her.

The first few volunteers came up and got their ExoBooster armor. A breathless sense was hanging in the air, and many people still held back, afraid of what the future could promise.

"Remember," Tia said, taking a parting shot as her platform started to descend once again, "there are LOTS of you!"

Somehow, that almost inconsequential phrase broke the grim spell for many of them. They really could fight. They really could break the rich people's machines with machines of their own.

#nniavember
Day 26
Multitudes

#TiaTerrorTot

Episode 25

"Tia, I'm not sure you understand what you're preparing for out there." A-5 said, chuckling.

"Exile Series; Thrain checks complete." Tia said, too focused on her inventory to listen to her assistant's worries.

The Thrain was back to being an enhancement for Tia as she was, a powerful warrior in a tiny body. The nobility of its willowy, ornate curves and antennae made the Thrain resemble an anthropomorphic tree, through the smoothness and deep green of its plates shook that illusion. Instead of being as big and menacing as she could make it, this one was adequately equipped with a temporal field stabilizer and chronomapping for navigating rifts more safely.

"I'm just saying, that won't help you-" A-5 said, but Tia hissed.

"WorldSmasher. Check." Tia said, slinging her newest hammer, specially designed to deliver nonstop, high-speed magnetically boosted Smash attacks for normal threats while also having a few classic Rocket Smash charges for bigger threats.

"Ok. Ok. You're ready." A-5 said in a friendly tone.

"...No I'm not." Tia said, groaning and opening up the Thrain to pace about her garage in blue cotton shorts and undershirt. She was sweating just a bit.

"Wow, Tia, I rarely see you like this." A-5 said. "It's... Nice. Makes me wonder what your life would be like if you were allowed to be normal."

"Ha! Like I want to be normal. I want to build! I want to create, to change..." She girl genius said. She went quiet. "I... I want my mommy and my daddy."

Tears welled up in her little eyes, and before A-5 could say anything Tia was sobbing her little heart out. Day after day of being invincible, of being The Almighty Amascal-Ardo, was never enough to sell A-5 on the illusion that Tia was anyone other than a little girl. It cooed and encouraged her to be with her feelings and then went silent, wishing not for the first time it had arms to hold their crying child creator.

"It... It's not like I'm getting ready to do something I haven't done before. I've faced danger and stress and all sorts of weird stuff. But this kind of thing..." Tia said, sniffling and brushing big blobby tears from her eyes.

"Yes?" A-5 asked, not wanting to say too much.

"Mommy used to help me. She would do breathing exercises with me and-" Tia said.

"Do you want to practice breathing now?" A-5 asked, excited to possibly be of use.

"Uh... Yeah, actually." Tia said, still sniffling but smiling a bit at A-5.

"Sit yourself comfortably, and if you feel safe to, close your eyes..." A-5 said.

Tia and her electronic assistant went through a guided practice of calming the entire body and the mind through focusing on breathing. Bit by bit, the titanic weight of pressure eased off of Tia's tiny shoulders until it seemed she had almost completely forgotten her stress. A few silent minutes elapsed while Tia did nothing but breathe.

"That's... That's much better." She finally said, fluttering her eyes open.

"I'm glad. Seeing you afraid or anxious makes me want to help." A-5 said, with a hint of embarrassment.

"You did though... Really." Tia said, rubbing at her eyes to brush dried tears away.

"Any time." A-5 said proudly.

"Okay, now I'm actually ready. Er, no, wait!" Tia said, and dashed into her bedroom, which was attached to her garage.

A few minutes later she emerged in a flowery lime dress with lots of tulle fluffing up the skirt. It was adorable.

"NOW I'm ready!" Tia said, smirking.

"I agree. Let's do this." A-5 said.

The brave little girl tucked A-5 into a green clasp bag and took one more deep breath, then entered a circular platform. A timer was counting down towards 'show time', which was seconds away.

"It's time to rise."

#nniavember
Day 25
Rise

#TiaTerrorTot

#nniavember 25 - Rise.

This could have been a drawing instead of an edit of a NASA photo, but I'm too distracted by composing the story I picked these lines from.

Episode 24

If ever hatred had a face, it was that of James Galta. Though he had suffered a cardial infarction and now walked with a cane following Syckle's attack on Gem Island, he seemed to have concentrated even more malevolence into his clawed, grasping hands. No moment was wasted missing the chance to whisper or shout curses of Seraphino Ardo, or Sera's daughter Tia, or the masked attacker who had undermined his own feelings.

The Dynamo Project had been progressing for a year, edging Galtron Logistics out of minerals, oil, helium... Everything was becoming Ardo Industrial and pretty soon Sera would be printing the money, too. John chuckled bitterly over his ruin.

"Sir..." a bland young assistant to the executive said, breaking the middle aged board room warrior from his reflection.

Galta instinctively squared his shoulders, making his cane as stately and weapon-like as he could.

"Make it short." John said, repressing the urge to sigh.

"There's some kind of disturbance outside. A protest or something."

"Well, let's get the the helicopter. Have it fueled and ready to go. I hate politics. So just make them go home as quickly as possible." John said, grumbling.

"Yes, Sir." The assistant said, before clumsily saluting and tottering away to deliver at least two sets of orders, to flight crew and the corporate militia.

The militia was nothing like the streamlined, efficiently trained and very well paid soldiers at AI, but they were up to booting a few protesters.

John yawned and entered an elevator made of gold and whistled as the carriage ascended towards heaven, and his waiting chopper. A rattling report of gunfire broke John's easy calm. He frowned and looked down, towards the source of noise.

"Damn, must be a rival militia. What kind of fucking politics-?" He started, but he gasped when his elevator chunked to a stop and opened up, showing his requested roof access.

John laughed and clomped out, swinging to keep weight off of his weak side and breathing quick while recovering from the anxiety of whatever was making noise. Another rattle of gunfire, another floor up. John moaned and hopped a bit faster, worried that he might fall if he overcorrected.

A dull 'whump!' reported somewhere outside of the building, and a moment later all of the office windows rattled and sang. John imagined the windows closer to the ground weren't so lucky, and he swore creatively and repeatedly on his mad escape. The bitter, hateful man carried the poison of his trade with him as he fled for the warming helicopter. The rushing blades picking up speed gave John some hope; He might escape whatever this was after all.

"Damn! Get... Get this fucking thing in the air!" John said, clawing at the passenger seat until the pilot leaned over and pulled him into place.

As the helicopter lifted off of the building, half a dozen people in ExoBoosters scaled up. One waved goodbye to John, and for a strange second he almost found himself waving back.

"Get... Me... To my safe house. And make sure the doctor is waiting for me." John said.

The fading magnate who was heading for dukedom in the lands of Ardo Industrial shivered with hate. First he would survive this. Then he would find out who he had to destroy.

#nniavember
Day 24
Hate

#TiaTerrorTot

Episode 23

Seraphina Ardo stood over her adoring crowd, many of whom worked for her in some capacity. The background hummed with the installation of dynamos, constant labor towards a new future.

"I'm here to address concerns being raised about the long term viability of the Dynamo Project. First, there are several permanent jobs relating to the Dynamos. Second, Ardo Industrial will promote many of you to other projects as the work demands. And finally, those of you who don't continue with our company will receive a compensation payout equivalent to five years of wages." She said.

"I still say we need a union." Said a young man. Sera softened her expression and strode easily up to the boy.

"An idealist. Admirable. What are your terms?" Ardo said, smirking. The young man's teeth chattered.

"I- I think your terms sounded good." He said, suddenly worried about his head falling off. Plus, they really were decent terms.

"Never neglect to press your advantages. AI will also give a minimum one year of unemployment and carry over your investment portfolios until you find new placement. And you'll stay on our insurance group the whole time as well." Sera said.

There was scattered applause as people felt relief over a major concern, and Ardo Industrial stock climbed yet again as the meeting concluded.

"Mommy!" A loud voice shouted across the sky.

A massive, towering Dragon wreathed in purple fire stood outside the city, its eyes shining with powerful light.

"Let's finish this!" Tia shouted, piloting her grand Dragon ship. This was the showdown of destiny. She was bringing everything.

"Tia." Sera said, on board the Endymion with her daughter in the blink of an eye.

"M-mommy... How did you get on board?"

"I clearly must have not sent you back very far. This time I'll make sure you can't come back." Sera said, her face twisting into a grimace.

Tia's collar lit up with various new sensors, and the brilliant girl spun and sprung away from a rift as it formed. Endymion's OverLimit System automatically fixed the time anomaly, repairing the fissure in seconds.

"Fine. I'll send your whole ship away! Hahaha!" Sera said, teleporting back to the ground.

The people around her watched as she gathered a strange red energy around her. It crawled and sizzled, promising to be something huge once unleashed.

Endymion sensed the rift before it formed so Tia managed to roll the entire massive ship just before she would have fallen into the roaring time rift.

"You're still a little girl playing with toys, Tia! I have real power!" Sera said.

Sera unleashed hundreds, thousands of sword strikes, pressing onto the indestructible scales of Endymion with the cosmic power of a black hole. Endymion's scales glowed hot and the great Dragon stumbled back, roaring.

"Darnit... Mommy! I won't give up, I-" Tia said, only to fall quiet when Endymion fully tumbled into the rift, disappearing into the deep reaches of The Past.

Tia floated in shock, observing the universe age as she stayed little. Alive, with A-5 and her systems and theory work and maintaining the Endymion.

Excitement when she would discover meteors, some of which had crystal structures she had never seen. Still able to hop realities.

"That was silly, Mommy." Tia said, arriving back at Earth. "Now I can strike back."

"Uhh, Tia, we're about half a billion years early, Earth barely resembles itself." A-5 said.

"Oh no I meant to get here early. I'm leaving some presents for myself later."

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"Why is it always like this?" The Young Radical said.

"Like what?" Said a sad looking little girl.

"The rich getting richer, and everyone else having to be happy with whatever they're handed."

"What's your name?"

"I'm Ceril."

"Well, Ceril... Want a taste of power for a change?" The girl asked, seeming a touch less sad.

"What are you talking about. You're a kid?"

"I'm Tia."

"Holy shhh... wow." Ceril said, remembering her famous aversion to swearing.

"So anyway. Have I got something for you." Tia said with a giggle.

#nniavember
Day 23
Power

#TiaTerrorTot

Chapter features brief explicit child sexual abuse with original characters.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/43207509/chapters/108640719

#NNIAvember #NNIA #November #Anthology #2022 #AO3 #original #fiction #rape #CSA #sexabuse #emotionalabuse #ejaculate

#nniavember day 12: toy. Featuring a middle schooler who meets a woman who has been turned into a doll. Sweet stuff, as always. https://archiveofourown.org/works/42938232/chapters/108636294

#nniavember 22 - Violence. At first I wanted to draw something depressing, but then settled at drawing myself killing an anti.

Full prompt list https://nnia.space/@comrade_lecter/109236810407013394

#nniavember
Day 22
Violence

#TiaTerrorTot