Book 3: Chapter 144.2 – Tia (Finale)

Book 3: Chapter 144.2 – Tia (Finale)

USD: A week after the audience with the EmpressUpdated from novelb(i)n.c(o)m

Location: Luna, Imperial Residency, Underneath Princess Celestias Wing

Tia stared at her sister, her mind reeling as the word traitor echoed through her thoughts. The air around her seemed to thicken, making it difficult to breathe. She turned to look at Livia, her heart pounding in her chest.

Traitor.

Invisible threads wrapped themselves around her, urging her to reach out and end Livias life with a swift, brutal snap of the neck. But Tia resisted, her entire being screaming in protest.

Traitor. Treason.

She would not hurt Livia; she would rather die!

Tia...? Livias voice was weak, but the concern on her battered face was evident.

TRAITOR. TREASON.

Tias eyes overflowed with red nanite laced tears, turning Livia and everything in her vision a scarlet red. Squeezing her fists tighter, Tias nails bit into her skin, leaving cuts on her palms.

Melanies voice cut through the haze. Ertan, Andrew. Shes literally going to melt herself. Do something.

Let me help you, Celestia, Andrew said, kneeling in front of Livia and placing a firm hand on Tias shoulder. You must care for her deeply, but theres another option besides getting rid of her.

She couldnt breathe. Couldnt scream at him to leave Livia alone.

Traitor.

He clenched his fist, making sure Tia saw it, and then slammed it into Livias torso. Blood splattered everywhere, but the unbearable compulsion gripping Tia suddenly released.

Livi! Tia screamed, pounding at Andrew with her small fists. He merely pushed her away, standing back up with a disdainful sneer.

You need to get further away from it, Tia! Alexs frantic voice buzzed in her ear.

You took my modules, Tia accused. I dont think I can get any further. Im running on empty here.

Its getting tired too, Alex said. Stop trying to brute force it! Use your head!

I dont have any more tricks! I already collapsed the ceiling on it!

A brief pause ensued as Tia started to retreat, but as soon as she moved, the AGAI roared and charged after her.

Theres an unexploded gas tank in the tram wreckage. Its nitrogen, but its very high pressure; it might work, Alex added finally.

Tias eyes darted to the center of the wrecked station, her HUD highlighting the container using Alexs tag. It was a better idea than anything she had.

A black pole shot out from the AGAIs arm, smashing into the ground behind her. The floor caved in, buckling, and flying out of the stations I-field. Barely having time to react, Tia jumped and kicked at the weapon as it lifted back up, propelling herself through the air toward the destroyed tram.

A spike followed her trajectory, slamming into her side and drawing a ragged curse. She clutched at it, focusing as she tumbled through the air. Her nanites rapidly cloaked her hand, cannibalizing the hostile mass and sealing the injury.

As Tia soared through the air, her eyes locked onto the unexploded gas tank nestled within the twisted wreckage of the tram. The distance was closing, but she could feel her energy reserves dwindling. She gritted her teeth, determination flaring within her.

The AGAI, relentless in its pursuit, launched another volley of spikes her way. Tia twisted her body, narrowly avoiding a few, but some grazed her arm and leg, leaving trails of pain in their wake.

Almost there, she muttered under her breath as she neared the nitrogen gas tank.

With a final burst of speed, she grabbed it, her fingers digging into the cold metal. Tia spun around, facing the rampaging AGAI, and heaved the tank in its direction.

Predictably, it chopped the tank in half with its arm.

Alex, now! Tia shouted, kicking off the wreckage and leaping into the air. The overpressure wave expanded forcefully, sending her hurdling across the station.

A second later, the entire transit hub lit up with a blinding flash of light as a ship grade laser turned a meter wide swath into plasma.