Ina "Sweet Wisdom" -The Kitchen Helpers- (Patreon)

I present you... Ina! the fourth Kitchen Helper!

Once upon a time (like 3 years ago) I got a question that said something like "Do you work lolis and flat-chested girls, I would like to commission you" and I thought... "This person clearly didn't read the word THICC that is written like 1321345589 times on my posts and descriptions" but what can I say... it happens. 

Well... if I had to work something similar to "lolis" guess Ina would be my answer to that. thicc lolis I guess? is that even a thing? well now it's a thing, someday I'll start a trend or something I suppose, lolis are just not my thing... for now please welcome my new helper, here's her fragment, let's start.

Ina "Sweet Wisdom"

After earning the trust of the Witch Queen Ella'Phana, the chaotic events of the Halloween Night and the success averting the advent of Mania Dementia, seemed like a bizarre, bad dream now.

Mother Terra decides it's just fair her beloved saviours Noira, Viera, Nera and of course The Cook take a day or two off to rest, eat and enjoy themselves, after all, the successful missions have been piling up recently and that last one was no small feat, Mania Dementia "Goddess of Death, Madness and Chaos"  would have claimed the soul of our world if she managed to get through "The Veil" and set foot on our planet. Terra was safe and still alive thanks to the saviours efforts.

Resolved, Terra calls the party to give them a new "assignment", they attend the call and once together, mother orders them to relax and enjoy one the few, preserved and beautiful places she still has to offer, in short...a beach, white sand and crystal clear waters in a distant location her children used to call "Zama-Tulum" before the end of the world. Confused but happy they accept Terra's reward, she warmly smiles at them before sending them via "The Gate".

Once the party arrives they are instantly left speechless, in awe, they remain silent at the magnificent sights of the brilliant sun, white sand and shinning crystal-clear waters this place offers, even the numerous buildings in ruins that have been taken back by nature now, looked like emerald-green masses of natural and man-made shapes blended up to perfection, an overwhelming spectacle of beauty was a fair description for what they where surrounded by at that moment, because one thing was to look at photos and videos of our planet's most beautiful places but to physically be there was a complete different experience, the salty winds, the warm of the sun and the pleasant sound of waves reaching the sand was deliciously soothing for their senses and their minds. 

The hours went by without incidents or problems, just the bliss of sun and water, no enemies, no missions, just lovely weather and peace, when the night fell The Cook and Nera made a bonfire and the four sat around it to have a chat. They were grateful mother Terra sent them to such an alluring place, after a couple of hours reminiscing on their numerous missions both successful and failed, they laugh and enjoy their well-earned respite, Viera opens up her backpack to offers some food she brought with her.

"Here, I brought enough food for everyone!" She says with a big, open smile on her face. her little fang showing.

Noira opens her own side pack, to reveal a wine bottle.

"I brough some sweet wine for us to drink, mother Terra said our creators enjoyed this particular brand"

Nera quickly removes her swimsuit and lies down on her side with one hand on top her bent knee and resting her head on the other.

"I brought myself and there's enough for exactly 3 hungry darlings, please go ahead" blushing, she exclaims while opening her legs.

Noira and Viera look at each other, nod their heads as they remove their swimsuits, both look at Nera, the three nod their heads, then they all look at The Cook, Nera crawls up to him while Noira and Viera do the same, the "No kids allowed" time of the night starts, enjoying their moment together The Cook notices something strange just by the side of the moon.

"What.. is that? is that an object? but... if I can see it from here...hmm must be big, more like huge, definitely bigger than a building, I wonder..." he tries to focus his eyes but it's interrupted by the big, round and blushed Nera's bottom.

"Is this seat taken? Mmmmh! comfy!" She says while sitting on his face.

"M-mmppff! That giant suspicious thing can wait, a man's got duties to attend to first!" he thinks to himself while relaxing and letting the fiery redhead rub herself against him.

"Guess I'll take your hand Master" says Noira gleefully.

"I'll take the other Darling!" exclaims Viera happily.

"I love when we see each other face to face dears! declares Nera while looking at Viera then at Noira, "now let's make our hubby feel good too, hee hee" 

The three bend down and with their faces near each other say.

"Thanks for the food" Noira whispers in a low tone opening her mouth, tongue slightly out.

"Yummy" Viera exclaims exhaling lowly.

"Dig in..." Gasps Nera pulling out her tongue.

The saviours take their sweet time on this little paradise and lie down afterwards until only The Cook remains awake, he stares at the sky blanky just enjoying a long and peaceful afterglow but closes his eyes and involuntarily falls asleep.

The Cook opens his eyes just a couple of hours later, the sky shows signs of the dawn not being too far from breaking, but something calls his attention once more...

"That thing near the moon...  wait! is it...closer?" 

Focusing on the strange object, he is surprised that the glowing giant has not only moved a bit, but it seems to be closer, making it look even bigger.

"It's definitely closer... but why? could it be... a station? but... they were all destroyed at the end of the world... unless... was it hiding behind the moon? or... even farther" More questions than answers emerge.

"Where it was hiding is not the important part here... but the why..." thinking in the many possibilities he picks the one that rings harder in his head.

"Whoever or... whatever is in that station knew... knew about the end of the world" 

Resolute, the young saviour waits until dawn to wake the three ladies up, he then proceeds to show them and explain what is making him feel uneasy and what he wants to do about it. Agreeing on finding out what that object is, the party opens a Gate home. 

Upon arrival they tell mother Terra about the situation, with her help and the technology left behind by their predecesors they confirm The Cook's suspicions, a space station "Lunar Station -AINA-" reads on one side the enormous metal body, big enough to fit around 100 people is what they have closing in to the atmosphere and apparently it's getting closer to the Earth as they speak, just a few days away from landing if it is left alone.

With this new information, mother Terra asks them to find out if that station is housing any survivors that could've left the planet before the crisis and rescue them or in the worst-case scenario if it contains something or... someone potentially harmful for the planet, they must dispose or eliminate it, the team prepares for their new mission, investigate the Lunar Space Station "AINA", find out what lies inside it and depending on it, stop it's landing on Earth. 

In a matter of minutes the saviours are ready, once again with Terra's help, they manage to open a special type of Gate called "Star Link", mother wishes them good luck and success, the team enters the "Star Link Gate".

Metal walls, ceilings and floors is what they are greeted with as soon as they set foot on the station, along with an eerie feeling of being observed at each step, soon they find a screen displaying a map of the place, which responds immediately to their touch.

"It works!" exclaims Viera surprised.

"It still has energy... hmph, no surprise there if this thing was designed to come back after the end... now let's see" The Cook examines the map on display. "Cafeteria... Gym... Solarium... Greenhouse...? and what It looks like a small apartment complex... it's obvious this was designed as a live-in station..." says The Cook.

"Live-in station... to be able to survive the... you were right Master, whoever lives here knew about the end of the world and escaped it before..." Noira is interrupted by Nera.

"Betta bunch of richies payed good money to be here while the world went medieval huh?" She satirically says.

Arm-crossed, eyes closed, the male saviour remains silent for a moment, thinking for a few seconds, then talks.

"If that is the case... they'll have to answer why they abandoned the rest of humanity" states in a deep, serious almost menacing tone.

The group keeps exploring, searching for answers in every place they could find in the map, but nothing useful comes from it. Right at the center of the place they find the main elevator, a remarkably large glass and metal hexagonal-shaped structure that could provide a great view of the whole complex at the top floor. with no other place to search on this level they decide to try it. 

They approach the elevator's entrance, press the button, doors open, get inside, Viera first The Cook last and just before it's doors close he senses a different kind of gaze on him.

"What was...!?" he turns around abruptly but nothing is there.

The elevator ascends smoothly, the view of the Lunar Station was stunning, a real marvel of human technology and engineering, modern, beautiful, spotless. perfect and yet... wrong, something deep inside the saviour felt very wrong about this place. The elevator suddently stops at 2nd floor, instead of the top one it was ordered to, both metal doors open, a subtle chime followed by a female voice is heard "Second floor", now alert, he presses the button labeled "3" again, but gets no response, again and again but the elevator remains unresponsive, annoyed, clenches his fist and slams the button one last time, the button breaks and the metal plate bends under his fist, just a couple of seconds after the whole glass column of the elevator goes dark.

"Guess someone doesn't wants us to go all the way to the top" he says while looking up.

They leave the elevator and explore this new level to find another way up, eventually they find another screen map. Making use of the touch display they manage to get an overview of the whole floor, one area in particular stands out among the others, "Cryostasis Room".

"Cryo-static?" asks Viera.

"Cryostasis Viera, Mmmm... so not only whoever is here made sure to survive the crisis but also made sure to be preserved until everything settled down, I wonder..." says The Cook.

Just as he was about to touch the screen again, it suddently shuts down and goes dark.

"Hah! would you look at that! looks like you were right love, someone isn't too happy we are here" exclaims Nera.

"Let's check that Cryo-Room first, I think I saw some emergecy stairs on the side piece of it, Let's go" he orders.

"Yes sir!" The three exclaim at unison.

Moving carefully through the passageways, they manage to find their destination the "Cryostasis Room", but when they try to open the sliding metal door pressing the "open" button on the small panel on the right side of it, the light turns red denying the access.

"Now this is starting to feel like a bad joke" The Cook says in a low annoyed tone. 

He slides his right foot a long step back turning his body in the same direction his foot is leading, inhales deeply, then with one swift move, he forcefully turns his body again in the opposite direction, sending his foot forward in a solid, frontal kick as he exhales, an earsplitting noise like a gunshot echoes on the surroundings as the sliding metal door is bent by the impact and ripped from it's frame —the door flies forwad and hits a sturdy steel tank labeled "LN2", now damaged by the hunk of metal, the tank begins to leak considerably and it's contents spread on the floor commence to evaporate producing a thin, cold mist — The Cook enters the room first, Nera turns around and looks at Noira and Viera.

"Don't you love it when he gets angry like that? Mmmmh! smeeexy!" she moans.

"Indeed! but... wasn't smexy smart and sexy? like in Brains and Beauty?" Noira says confused.

"Mmmm...ah!" Viera claps her hands in front of her chest like a mock prayer, "Maybe she meant smexy like Brawns and Beauty!" she smiles at Noira, eyes closed, little fang showing.

"That doesn't make any sense Viera, but good try!" the dark-haired saviour pats the silver-haired saviour.

"The intention is what counts deary, now let's go, our hubby-hubby is already in!" says the redhead.

Inside, the team finds numerous cryogenic chambers, they seem functional and occupied but none of them appear to be open, once again The Cook feels the same gaze he felt before on his back.

"Wha... where are you?" he looks around but like the last time, nothing.

Investigating the documents attached to each one of the chambers, they now know they are occupied by people who paid a ticket for their "stay", a very expensive, almost ludicrously expensive ticket.

"Executive... Chairman, President, CEO... Senator, Minister, Archbishop... Cardinal? leaders...  guess you were right from the start Nera..." The Cook says disappointed.

"Dear..." She says compassively.

From the farthest section of the room Noira shouts.

"Master I found something!"

Attending Noira's call he goes to her and she promptly shows her findings, three rows of smaller less luxurious cryochambers, a dozen for each row, all closed and occupied except for one that is open, all of them identical and the same for their contents...

"Noira, they are..." In shock the saviour looks at her.

"Yes Master... they seem to be clones" 

"One is missing!" Viera points at the open and empty pod.

Immediately after Viera pronounces the last word, The Cook feels yet again the same gaze, but this time decides not to look around, instead he remains looking forward and says.

"You are the one that was occupying that chamber aren't you?" he states in a serious tone.

Noira, Viera and Nera, turn around surprised, they see a young lady, short, no more than 4'8, a diminutive waist, remarkably thick thighs but delicate ankles and tiny feet, brown hair just below her shoulders, big round brown eyes and wearing what appears to be some kind of white, medical gown. 

Everyone in the room stays immobile in silence until The Cook turns around and inquires why she has been following them since they rode the elevator.

"I wanted to make sure you weren't like them" she says.

"Like...who?" he asks.

The pocket size lady turns towards the luxurious cryochambers on the first section of the room and points at the pods. 

"Them" 

Intrigued but wary The Cook asks about the people in the pods, the young lady answers efficiently and adds she can connect with the database of the complex at will, that's why she knows everything there is to know about the people on the cryopods, she asks the team if they would like to know more about them, they nod their heads except for Nera who claims she knows "that kind" of people and she probably won't learn anything that could interest her, with that said the little lady reaches out for the Cryostasis Room control panel while she asks Noira and Viera to take The Cook's hands, they do as she says and she starts operating the control panel with one hand as she places her other softly on The Cook's forehead, in a matter of seconds the information on the people in the chambers starts to show directly on the minds of the three saviours... what they see, leaves them speechless.

"They are bad men and women..." the mini-lady says while looking down.

"Pffft" tell me something I don't know" says Nera looking away and mockingly spitting on the floor by the side of her mouth.

Noira moves her hand and discreetly covers her mouth, she is nauseated and disgusted.

Viera, falls to her knees and quietly sobs, both hands covering her face.

Upset The Cook asks the lady in the white gown why there are over 30 clones like her and who among them is the original, she responds that she doesn't quite know the answer to that, but when she looked at the database she and her "sisters" were only described as "Real Pleasure Dolls", nothing more coul be found in the files. 

Just the last word rolls out of her tongue all the saviours immediately go silent, clearing his throat The Cook ask once again.

"And who among you is the original? he looks her straight in the eye.

"None" she blankly stares at him as she responds.

Puzzled he ask if not among them, then where was her original, she looks at the ceiling and points her finger up.

"She is at the top, her name is AINA and she is our original"

The short lady explains she searched for the files on AINA several times but the information was scarce and under multiple layers of security, however she had time, 4 years to be exact, four years have passed since she woke up and she used her time here to collect bits and pieces of the puzzle, she found AINA was some kind of prodigy, a genius when she was alive, but she was born with a rare affliction that took her life prematurely. Filled with despair her father researched day and night in hopes he could save her but with her body already broken and unusable he had to find a way to preserve her mind, being a high-ranking military scientist he had access to some privileged information, but what he found... was much more than he bargained for, among his newly acquired knowledge there was something he could not believe at first but eventually realized it made complete and total sense, —he found out the world had "cycles" and they were at the end of one of them, the world as they knew it was about to end— after many sleepless nights he finally found a way to built an artificial body to preserve her mind, he built it along with an exclusive A.I. for her, this experimental A.I. could learn as fast as she did in life, maybe even faster, eventually becoming sentient and developing a consciousness of her own, this was hoping someday his daughter could be reborn in a much stronger and healthier body, —he named her A.I.N.A. "Artificial, Intelligence, Nano, Architect" the Sweet Wisdom Project as he thought his sweet daughter was destined to be the architect of the new world once he wasn't around— he transfered his daughter's mind into AINA's body, gifted her the A.I. he specially created for her and the project was just a few months of completion everything seemed to be working out just fine but... unfortunately he trusted the wrong person during his research and his partner "Dr. N" betrayed him... not only stole his research and AINA but had him erased from the face of the Earth. 

Once "Dr. N" seized control of the whole project the Lunar Station -AINA- was built with the help of "generous donations" coming from a select group of people "Dr. N" hand-picked to get in the ring of the few chosen that could acquire a "Ticket to Salvation". 

Noira takes a deep breath and asks. "But if AINA is your original, how come there so many clones like you labeled..." her throat closes and the words are stuck, but she manages to finish her question, "labeled... Real Pleasure Dolls..."

The petite lady closes her eyes and touches her lips with the tip of her fingers.

"Part of AINA's original body is fused in the Central Control Room of the station, with the Main Core to be exact, her leftover DNA was used for me and my "sisters" and... after all the information I have gathered I have a theory" declares with a serious tone.

The four saviours look at her attentively.

"It's a way to mock and disrespect AINA's father"

The room is filled with a tense silence, Noira looks at The Cook in disbelief. Eyes closed, arm-crossed he takes a deep breath and says.

"It's clear that AINA's father and "Dr. N" were very close and something went very wrong between them... that level of malevolence to not only steal and destroy everything he created, but to hold the grudge beyond his death and carry it on to his daughter and everything that resembles her, it's... inhuman"

Nera steps up and crossing her arms below her weighty breasts, looks at him.

"Or too human luv, there were some REAL pieces of work among them back when the world still had them"

Noira stands up, approaches him and gently puts her hand on his shoulder.

"What do you want to do with these people Master? part of out mission is rescuing survivors... and as much as I don't like them, they are most likely the only humans left"

The Cook remains silent, staring at the cryogenic chambers for a few moments, then he breaks the silence.

"We will meet with AINA first, I want to see if she succeded in developing a conscience and becoming sentient like father would've wanted, I want to hear what she has to say about this place and I mostly want to know... what she has to say about that... "Dr. N", these glorified popsicles can wait, they're not going anywere, but first let's release the clones, they are innocent in all this and we won't let these... "people" use them like that".

"You can't, they're all dead" the bijou lady says.

Stunned, the four saviours look at each other as she proceeds to explain there was a failure, the life support of her "sisters" was cut off due to a malfunction in the system, that same incident unlocked her pod and released her. The team looks at each other in suspicion, except for Viera, she walks toward the small lady and hugs her.

"You must have been so lonely!" she sobs, "But you don't have to be alone anymore, you can come with us!" releasing her but talking her hand, Viera looks at the rest of her partners, "right? we can take her home, right?"

All of them respond positively to Viera's request.

With their course of action already decided, they take the path previously found on the map, just at the side piece of the Cryostasis Room, they use the emergency stairs and eventually manage to get into the 3rd floor, immediately they start looking for clues regarding the whereabouts of "Dr. N" and the location of the core where AINA resides.

After a few hours and many broken doors and locks, they find out the "Dr. N" has already left the station via escape pod, only one objective remains now, AINA.

Entering the main Control Room and breaching the Core Room security they finally reach AINA, the core room is huge and the walls are covered with screens, control devices, thick cable wires and cilindrical power cells filled with an strange glowing blue-colored liquid, everything so meticulously arranged that can only be described as " in perfect order", in the middle of the room the ceiling gets even higher and the floor depresses around the core, like if it were making space for the floating sphere made of hexagonal-shaped, glowing, metal plates that move in circular motion around the luminous core.

As soon as they get near the heart of the station, the hexagonal plates accelerate their movement and open up revealing an azureous radiant female figure, an hologram of AINA, she looks exactly like the delicate little lady that accompanies them but with azure eyes and electric, cobalt-colored hair, without losing time the team inquires about her, the station, the people on stasis, the clones, about AINA's father and finally about "Dr. N". Through their chat the hologram glitches several times indicating something isn't quite right.

"So... to make things short, you're kind of imprisoned here dear?" asks Nera.

"That is correct, I am to oversee this station until it reaches planet earth, then I must execute the reanimation protocol for it's inhabitants, after that I am to inititate the "Real Pleasure Dolls" program, unlock their stasis pods and transfer the complete database to them so they can serve the "ViPs" as intended..." The Cook interrupts.

"Then why you shut down their life support, why did you kill them?" 

AINA remains silent, The Cook proceeds.

"There was no malfunction, no broken devices, everything was pristine, the pods were even working as intended, the oxygen levels dropped and they died peacefully, they probably didn't even noticed it, their bodies did not rot, they were still frozen, preserved,  how come only one pod unlocked while the rest remained locked?"

AINA remains silent, The Cook presses on.

"How come you let her, the only "sister" you released roam freely on the station? you allowed her access to the database, you let her learn and grow and age... you let her age to be of an age similar to you, am I wrong? "

All in the room remain silent but him.

"I noticed all of the clones in the pods looked young... too young, but you look older, maybe 4 or 5 years older, just like this lady you released looks now... but she wasn't like that when you awoke her, you let her mature to be more like you, that alone tells me you are not only an A.I. anymore, you planned this so you could have a body, like your father intended! if not, why would you have allowed us to breach your security so easily!?"

The ethereal hologram starts to shift erratically as soon as The Cook mentions the father.

"M-my...fAthER?... I-i... i diDn'T wAnT t-to-to to let mY siSterS su-s-sU-sUfFer, "N" waNteD me t-T-to to SufFer anD uSe me t-tO To build hEr p-P-perFeCT A.I. sHe-ShE-Sh---stole mY FathEr's woRk aNd toOk hiM a-aWaY f-from ME!" 

AINA's hologram gltches and flashes in a dark reddish threatening tone.

"SHE iS trYing tO tAke OveR! AGHhHhHhHH!" she grabs her head with both hands and twitches uncontrollably, "I cAn'T brInG hiM b-BaCk, b-buT i cAn mAKE HER PAY!" she screams loudly enough to make the whole room shake violently.

"Her!? is she talking about Dr. N!?" asks Noira while covering her face with her forearm.

"I WiLL MaKE HER PAY!!!" As she screams an invisible shockwave compresses the air pushing everyone away. 

"So the Doc was a SHE! I KNEW IT! Tch! Sounds to me like SOMEONE doesn't take REJECTION well, HAH! right sweeties!?" yells Nera while tries to not be blown away by the terryfing scream. 

Her body, along with every screen, cell and floating plates become tinted in an ominous, sinister, dark red  color completely.

" I WILL ERASE YOU" the crimson figure declares at the party before commanding the thick cables to attack them with just a simple gesture of her hand, they manage to evade them and stand their ground, the cables return and regroup behind Red "AINA" in formation, they look like an arrange of tentacles moving and twisting behind the A.I.

Fighting back Nera uses her flames, while Viera shoots Piper's grenades but their enemy blocks the flames with her numerous wire tendrils and the shots using the spinning metal plates, Noira and The Cook attack simultaneously and coordinately with their blades evading the constantly moving wires, but they are unable to put a scratch on the A.I. as she responds enclosing herself arranging the plates like a "shield-sphere" that covers her entirely for a couple of seconds, more than enough time to repel their sharp weapons while knocking them back away from her.

"Darling! this is not working!" Viera shouts.

"We have to find another way to reach her Master!" Noira shouts.

Thinking for a couple of seconds while they try to keep up with their foe, the male saviour shouts his orders.

"Nera! go melee by the left!" 

"You got it handsome" she runs to flank by the left, her fists on fire.

 "Viera! point-blank by the right"

"Aye aye captain!" Viera reloads and shoots an impulse charge right behind herself to bounce directly at the other flank of the A.I.

"Noira! go center press her shield hard then ascend!"

"Understood!" She runs in a straight line carrying her weapon on her shoulder, jumps high and performs a helm-breaker downforce strike, Red AINA encases herself in her "Sphere-Shield".

"I'll take care of the rest..." The Cook runs a couple of seconds behind Noira and as soon as she hits the enemy shield he counts down. "3..." Noira's weapon clashes and the sparks fly, "2..." she keeps pressing hard and the edge of her blade turns red-hot at the striking point "1..." The male saviour leaps exactly towards the center of the core weapon first,  the dark-haired saviour breaks the assault and uses the point of impact and momentum to ascend as she was instructed, the enemy shield opens briefly "0..." just as Noira leaves and the plates separate The Cook arrives and his weapon penetrates between the gaps, "Gotcha!" he exclaims, the menacing red damsel, turns her sight towards him at the last moment and just before the tip of his blade touches her she reverts back into the original, azure AINA.

Startled, he tries to stop his own attack, but ends poorly, within mere moments the cable tendrils break their formation grab Nera and Viera, repel Noira in mid-air and bash The Cook using every plate at her disposal rising him higher into the air with each hit, while she gathers several lines into one to make it as thick as a concrete column to pound him down to the ground like a massive cable whip.

While Viera and Nera fight the tendrils for their freedom, Noira and The Cook get back on their feet.

"Ugh... Master we cannot damage AINA, we need to get rid of the corruption invading her!" exclaims Noira.

"I know... but if she can change back that easily we'll never even touch her, we need to make the red one stay so we can defeat her first" he states.

The little lady approaches them.

"That red corruption is a man-made virus, specifically designed for an A.I. if we manage to make her enter in my body, my ORGANIC body, the virus will be rendered useless!" she asserts.

"Master that could actually work!" Noira says cheerfully.

"You ready for this then?" The Cook asks the little one, looking at her intensely.

"If what you said is true Mr. Cook, then AINA saved my life exactly for this, she let me grow, learn and mature for this, she was merciful and spared my sisters of a terrible fate, but she knew "N" had corrupted her, she is trusting me to do this, she chose ME, now I'm chosing HER! she is me and and I am her, I-I... guess this is my purpose, no... I'm SURE this is my purpose!, besides... when we connected I...I looked into your memories too, you're the saviours, big sister AINA is just like all of you, an ultimate life-form, she just needs me to be complete, I WANT to do this!

At the center of the room the battle still rages on.

"DEAR! stop the chit-chat and help me outta here! these lines are grappling and touching me in inappropriate places! and the worst part is that I'm starting to like it!" Nera yells "Ahhm!" Nera moans.

"Weeeee!" Viera playfully screams as the tendrils shake her from one side to the other of the room.

The Cook pats the petite lady's head.

"Then it's decided, we'll help you to get to her, you'll take care of the rest, we trust you" he smiles at her. 

Noira pats her shoulder and smiles warmly. "We are counting on you"  

"Yes sir!, yes ma'am!" she smiles happily, a couple of joy tears barely spring from her eyes.

The Cook and Noira assume their battle stances with the little lady taking a piggy-ride on The Cook's back.

"Noira"

"Master!"

"We will forge a path for her to enter AINA's "Shield-Sphere", for that we need to focus in cutting the lines and damaging the plates as much as we can"

"Should we release Nera and, or Viera in the process?" she inquires.

"No, they are safe for now and are keeping our enemy distracted, besides... it looks like they're gaving "fun",  the wires grappling them are the most numerous and are already grouped up, that leaves less of them to deal with" 

"Got it!"

"Let's use those lines to our advantage as support platforms to stand on them and bounce quickly back and forth, striking the shields as we pass through"

"Excellent Master, we'll cross-dance then!" she affirms.

"Let's dance Noira!"

Both saviours run forward the Red A.I. the tendrils come at them swiftly, sliding, evading, avoiding, parrying, deflecting and cutting through many of the cable wires it sends towards them, they close the distance while protecting the short lady in tow, with lightning-fast moves and using the constantly shifting cables as platforms to jump, bounce and support to strike harder and faster each time they pass through, the lines start to give out, each time being less and less, the metal plates start to look battered, but not broken, the male saviours yells.

"READY NOIRA!?" his voice is heard on the whole room.

"GIVE IT TO ME MASTER!" her voice resonates with his.

They cross-strike the "Shield-Sphere" one last time, she descending and him ascending, he let's go of his weapon at the exact moment they meet at the center of it, she takes it and with both weapons, in hand she stabs what little space is left between the battered plates, in a flash she squeezes and contorts between both blades on the flat sides and stretches out her whole body forcefully opening a breach in the A.I. defenses, The Cook naturally descends with the gravity, "Here you GO!" he shouts as he throws the little lady into the breach, with her  already inside the shield, he yells "Let go Noira!" and she does, they both thump on each other while weapons fly away with the pressure of the closing plates, they embrace each other spin violently and fall to the ground very near the core. The two edged weapons fall shortly after them stabbing the floor just a few inches away from them.

The Cook gets back on his feet yet again and helps Noira up.

"Now it's up to her" he says while staring at the closed core in the middle of the room.

"She can do it, one doesn't  need to be a genius like her to realize that little sister is resolved" she says while staring at the core too.

The Cook takes up his weapon, Noira's and gives it back to her, "Should we help our partners to get down the cyber tentacle ride now Master?" she says.

"Guess they might be having a little too much fun huh? let's help them down" he says in a playful tone.

With the corrupted A.I. distracted, the lines become erratic and easy prey for the saviours, soon Viera and Nera are free from their grasp, but even if things got easier the crimson A.I. is proving to be problematic, exploded, burnt, split, crushed or cut off, the wire lines are almost zero by now, the "Shield-Sphere" switches from red to blue several times while the saviours keep fighting, but just when everything seems to be unfolding favorably, the main control panel starts to flicker and an automated general announcement can be heard.

"WARNING: Disabling non-essential power consumption equipment, redirecting power sources to station Core Room"

The party keeps fighting off the corrupt A.I. until only the core and it's shields remain, soon a second warning is issued.

"WARNING: Disabling life support on sections A-0 to D-12, initiating reanimation protocol on Cryostasis Room, units 01 to 34, intitating protocol in 360 seconds".

Hearing this announcement The Cook changes plans.

"Master, the survivors! what are we gonna do about them?" Noira asks.

"Luv, are we really gonna save the WORST the humanity has to offer?" Nera asks.

"Right now it's the ONLY thing the humanity has to offer" Noira replies

The male saviour is silent for a few seconds, then talks.

"Viera, please stay here and help AINA however you can" he says.

Viera joyfully reloads her grinder one more time *click*, *cluck* "Leave it to me darling!" 

"Noira, Nera with me" 

"Of course Master!"

"You got it hun!"

The three of them depart to the Cryostasis Room. As they have already walked this path, they quickly get to their destination, when they arrive the reanimation protocol has already begun, Noira and Nera's opinions diverge, Noira thinks they should be rescued and punished accordingly for the many crimes she saw when the little sister connected with them, "They have a debt to repay" she says, Nera thinks there's no redemption for them, "No matter what, they'll always be scum" she asserts, The Cook responds.

"One last chance... I want to see for myself... I need to..." remarks with a somber and low tone.

One by one the "ViPs" return to the world of the living, as they recover consciousness, the side part of their cryopods opens up revealing some kind of luxurious, silk medical gowns, that most of them promptly try to wear, some cannot coordinate correctly after such a long slumber and some others just decide to stay nude, among them there's a big man in his fifties, gray hair almost white, dense mustache and a very wide, pinkish nose, The Cook recognizes him right away from the database, "Senator" he thinks to himself, as soon as him spots them, he beckons Nera to get close to him.

"Hey you, the redhead with the huge milkers, get undressed and come to help me get outta this tub will ya? and for the love of god can someone get me a cigar!?" the old man says with a raspy, loud voice.

"!!!" Nera's hair starts to ignite and she steps forward, but The Cook stops her from going forward, he looks at her, she looks back at him, her hair stops flaming and she nods her head, he steps forward and walks towards the old man until he reaches his side, the senator looks at him from head to toe.

"Well, well, I though I requested the redhead wh ore over there, not a rough boy..." the senator mockingly declares.

"Wh ore? on what basis does he makes the assumption Nera is a..." he clenches his fist but manages to calm down and think, "ah... I see I guess every female serving under him is... or at least that's how he sees it".

Mmm you're kinda fit though, mah! you're a little older than my type but wattcha gonna do about it? come, come and remove those clothes, slaves can't wear clothes, it wasn't on the pamphlet! ha ha ha!" he says demandingly, letting out a vulgar, harsh laugh.

Already upset on the inside but not reflecting it on the outside The Cook looks around and listens with his senses and with his mind...

"That was a good nap! like one I haven't had in years! I do hope everyone is dead by now! ho ho ho" The Cook identifies a female voice.

"Finally! I'm dying to see how are those beautiful young girls the Doc said we will have for our personal use, hee hee hee! I can't wait to test how much pain they can take before breaking and going insane *sluurp* ahh! I'm drooling already!" a cracked old male voice resonates in his head.

"I'm finally getting what I DESERVE in this new world, my own boys harem! all young and ripe for my delicate tastes! I will make sure to raise 'em good and obedient for me! an old female voice is heard.

"You should make them call you "mommy" too Ooh, hoo, hoo!" another unpleasant female voice responds.

"I'ts my time to shine, no pesky rules or stupid moralists to stop me, my research will have no limits, no boundaries! I'm going to take the humanity to the next step in evolution along with the Dr.!" a creepy high pitched male voice reaches The Cook's mind.

While lost in the many voices and toughts he hears. the "senator" starts rubing The Cook's member on top of his pants, as soon as him feels the senator hand, he steps back, angered the senator yells at him.

"What the hell you think you're doing boy!? you dare to reject me!?" The Cook steps away from the senator, walking backwards. "Come back here! do you even know who I am!?!? you miserable piece of trash!? I'll have your dick cut off, grilled and served it to you for food while you ask for forgiveness if you don't do as I say!!!"

Nera and Noira become visibly enraged at the declaration of the senator while The Cook starts to hear as if he was under water.

Noira steps forward "Master! let me..!" Nera interrupts her and cuts her off her way.

"No! you let get that bastar...!" Nera is interrupted by The Cook.

"Leave..." The Cook's voice becomes deep and menacing, the air around him feels heavy, his eyes acquire a brilliant red glare, both of the female saviours step back.

"Master..." Noira says worried.

"Dear..." Nera's fury is quickly replaced with concern.

Without moving a muscle and without losing attention of the atrocious conversations he is witnessing, the male saviour talks to Noira and Nera once again but in a much more intimidating tone.

"These... "people" are happy everyone else is dead but them... they have commited heinous crimes and laughed at their own despicable actions, they despise and look down the rest of the human race and see them as inferior, they enjoy others PAIN! and one of them is even calling MY WIFE a wh ore!? they will NEVER correct their ways because they love themselves TOO much to understand the value of others LIFE! I see humans... but I don't see any humanity... NOW LEAVE!"

"Love..." Nera gasps as she has never her seen her husband like he is now, Noira grabs her by the shoulder. "He doesn't want us to see him like this, let's let him be, he... has already made a choice" she says while shaking her head slowly side to side. "You're right dear..." she nods and both of them leave to return to the core room.

The path back to the top floor becomes darker and harder to walk as the automated emergency response, announces warnings every few seconds as the power of the station concentrates on the core room, it is cut off the rest of the complex. Just seconds after they leave the saviour in the Cryostasis Room, screams of agony can be heard echoing on the whole station, without looking back Noira and Nera manage to get back their partner, only to find a core room in ruins and a battered Viera.

"Viera! what happened!?"  Noira asks surprised at the destruction and worried about the little silver-haired saviour.

Viera pants and gasps for air, exhausted she says "Looks like.... *pant* for good AINA to be able to unite completely with the little sister's body, she requires a LOT of energy, like a... LOT! so I'm keeping the bad AINA's minions at bay, *pant* while she sucks up all of the station's energy"

"Minions? what in rolling blazes are you talking about gorgeous!?" 

Nera looks around trying to find the "minions", soon she notices something moving among the debris, the cut off cables are carrying pieces of anything they can touch and combining them, creating hostile automatas that attack them as soon as they are able to.

"Holy cow! it's like that Transformers movie! let's get rid of them to help the little one!" Nera declares loudly.

"Agreed!" Noira yells while she swings her weapon downward cleaving one of the A.I. minions in half.

The trio carries on the battle with ease and with each mechanical creature they slay the core turns less red and becomes brighter and bluer, but after several minutes of intense conflict, the mechanical minions seem endless, they might not be that powerful but as the trio pummels, explodes, slashes and eliminates the cyber threats more scraps are created, at the same time leaving more and more raw materials to create more creatures, smaller in size, but bigger in numbers.

"They are so many!" exclaims Viera. 

"If this continues we'll be overwhelmed by them!" Nera says stressed.

"Hold on just a little longer! the little one is almost fully charged! we have to stand our ground!"  Noira yells resolute.

With small enemies hanging from every limb while they keep fighting the bigger ones in any way they can, the three female saviours are at their limit, AINA is just a few seconds away to finally be fully charged and the rest of the station has gone completely dark, the hexagon-shaped plates surrounding her start to spin faster and faster as the energy focuses inside her body, the plates keep accelerating, spinning at such high speeds that they start humming, the entire room is filled with energy and as if the gravity was missing the metal scraps lying around the room begin to lift off from the floor as the air crackles with azure lightning. The metal plates shift into a state of pure energy making them look like ghostly, ethereal pieces of a complex puzzle, shifting shapes rapidly and passing through material objects, the sphere they form expands and now the whole room is within the core, at the center of all lies AINA floating like an azure goddess, whose body looks intangible and spectral as if it were filled with stars that form a constellation of nine in total, six of them shine in radiant blue but three of them remain red, the female saviours fight with the pain delivered by the minions sharp appendages still clinging to their limbs and bodies, pressing forward they forcefully reach out to her floating luminous body.

"The station energy isn't enough to fight the corruption! let's give her a hand!, take the red motes and crush them until they break, Nera! Viera!" Noira screams in the middle of the cerulean energy storm as she gets a hold of the scarlet speckle and crushes it inside her hand with all her strength "DAAAAAAHHHHH!"

"I hear you dear!!!" Nera aggressively grabs one of the red tinted motes and squeezes as hard as she can, a loud cracking noise is heard. "GHHHAAAAAAAAH!

"Let's do it!!!" Viera forcibly takes the remaining  crimson orb in her hand and tightens her grip with all her might. "HAAAAAAHHH!

The three corrupt orbs break almost simultaneously leaving only a lazuline shining on AINA's  body and causing a chain reaction that sets off an immediate electromagnetic pulse explosion from inside her that neutralizes every scrap minion on the entire station and causing a radial shockwave powerful enough to send off flying the saviour trio and reshape the inside of the entire core room to an spherical structure of battered and bent steel.

Barely conscious after the pulse impact Noira rises her head and stands, but falls to her knees immediately after. "Did we... *huff* did we do it? 

Struggling, Nera sits and lies back a bit against the now curved metal wall, AINA floats peacefully in the middle of the room, the air around her still crackling with blue lightning. "Well... *groans* would you look at the mini-missy! all blue and glow-y and float-y like a thunder goddess ha! *groans* ha-ha!"

From the rubble Viera emerges like a dolphin from the water, bits and pieces on the top of her head fall as she gets back on her feet, just to quickly fall back on her butt, her legs aren't responding properly." O-ouch, ouch, OUCHIES! that really got me!" she looks at AINA. "YES! she is ALL blue! it means we won right!?"

The blue lady stops floating and falls on her back, the azure glow turns less and less radiant.

"AINA!" exclaims Noira concerned.

"Mini-missy!" yells Nera agitated.

"Blue!" says worried Viera.

The three of them crawl however they can towards their now blue-haired ally and try to get her to respond, but all their efforts result in failure, her glow dims, her brilliant blue hair begins to pale, Viera's eyes become watery. "Is.. is she dying?" she asks, Nera hits the floor with her fist. "Damned, useless, stupid rich people station, it wasn't enough!", Noira lowers her head "It was my fault.." she whispers with a mournful tone, "I told you to break those orbs, we did remove the corruption but I think.. I think we also destroyed a part of her... I should've known!" Noira sobs, both hands clenching into fists against the floor her hair covers her face, Viera and Nera remain silent and lower their heads.

"You..." AINA struggles to talk, "You... couldn't have possibly known...don't... put the blame... on yourself..." her skin pales, the celestial glow is gone. "You can still... stop her... please... stop her..." she places her hand on her the middle of her chest. "Take my essence, there's still... enough to he...lp you... s-stop her... I know... who you are... I saw it... when we co...nnected, Sa...viours... " Tears spring from her eyes and roll down her face, "Gi..ve what's... left of m-m..e to hi..m..." the three saviours start to cry. "I'm sorry! *sob* I'm so, so, sorry! this was my fault...I'm...*sob* so..." Noira cries inconsolably. "Ta..ke .. it... ple..a..se... s..to..p.. he..r..." 

A loud clang is heard and the tip of a familiar massive blade is seen in the wall, cutting through the bent metal , the blade is retracted and a pair of hands in black gloves squeeze between the punctured point the blade left, the black leather covered fingers tighten their grip on the wall's wound and go in opposite directions opening a hole from where The Cook enters inside the devastated core room.

"Stop her yourself!" the grey-haired saviour approaches and kneels before the dying woman.

"Master, *sob* I'm sorry I made a mistake, I gave the order and..." Nera interrupts, "It's our fault too love...we destroyed corrupted parts of her and now she is incomplete and..." both of them look at the blue lady with regret, "I'm sorry... we thought we were helping... *whimper* but we only made it worst!" Viera cries out covering her face with her hands in shame, The Cook looks at all of them and pats their heads gently.

"It doesn't matter..." the trio looks at him in disbelief. "But...Master I...!" 

He takes the fallen miss in his arms, stands up, walks  toward where he came from, puts her down on the floor, her back lying against the curved wall and declares "She is still alive... she is missing parts of her and doesn't have enough energy to survive... all we have to do is give her what she needs" claims with a serious tone on his voice and focused eyes. " Her father may not have realized what he was doing when he created his gift for her, but he was creating something very similar to us, an incomplete saviour, if this is correct... she can be saved, if not..." he kneels before her once more, wrestling with death she says, "D...on't th..is c..ou..ld f-fa..il" he smiles "Well, we won't know until we try!".

The Cook plunges his hand on own his chest and rips yet another piece of his soul, he extends it and tries to penetrate AINA's chest with it, but finds resistance, like a force field, in a split-second her body becomes ethereal just like before and the nine star-like orbs in her body shine, six of them are dim, but 3 of them are dark and seem to be preventing the flow of energy inside her, like a broken circuit. "This must be it, her missing pieces are blocking the path and making everything else die, I got to restore them!" The Cook presses harder fighting the resistance he is encountering, "think! think! how can I restore the missing links!?" AINA screams as he pushes with even more strength, "Missing pieces...parts... broken links... I GOT IT! if she is missing more than energy then that's what I need to give her!" he looks at the dead links and closing his eyes he thinks "Take it from me, fill yours with mine's" the resistance cracks and just as he penetrates the first layer one of his fingers breaks and vaporizes, he grunts in pain "GHAAAHH!", his now severed finger converted to vapor is absorbed into one of the dead spots and and in seconds it becomes radiant again, " Aghh! It's working, one more!" fighting through the pain he breaks the second layer, immediately another one of his fingers pays the price, the pain is even worst than before "GH!! GHAAAAHH!" the second dead spot comes to life again, AINA's whole body begins to glow again, her hair electrifies with a blue shade and her skin turns away from the sick palor she had, "We promised, we'll take you home! I... Aghh! I CAN'T STOP NOW!" with all his might The Cook makes a final effort, a loud cracking sound resonates as he goes through the final layer and plunges his hand on the azure lady's chest, inside her, he feels how her body feeds on him and tears off one last finger, he grabs her from the inside towards him and kisses her on the lips, their mouths open and their tongues intertwine as their essences blend and unite, her eyes open wide and shine, he carefully pulls away leaving a trace of pure energy from his mouth that she inhales with her own, gently, he removes his hand from inside her leaving the part of him she needs to live within her, he grunts and squeezes his wrist with his other hand to stop the bleeding as he falls on one knee while he steps back, "It... *pants* it is done".

AINA's nine stars shine radiant, powerful and complete, her body starts to float once again cloaked in an aura of azure glow, her hair has that electrifying gleam again and the tips become so bright they turn white, her body becomes material again, it stabilizes as she comes down and puts her feet on the ground, Noira, Viera and Nera stand still, barely breathing and look at her perplexed. "Thank you" she says while looking at them, in less than a second they throw themselves at her and the four fall kneeling, embraced.

The cerulean beauty turns her head towards the male saviour and tears of joy run down her face as she says "Thank you...my saviour", The Cook nods with his head and walks to them.

"Glad to have you back AINA" he smiles.

Nera still with tears on her face, looks at The Cook, "I don't think she is an "artificial" intelligence anymore love".

Surprised by the truth in her words he opens his eyes wide and raises his eyebrows "Oh, that's true", he looks at her "Your father named your project, AINA: Sweet Wisdom, for obvious reasons, but Nera is right I don't think it fits anymore, you're not "artificial" now as she says".

Bewildered but flattered she replies, "You're right" she looks at her hand and fingers "I'm real".

"Yes, you are" The Cook responds.

Wiping the tears from her eyes Viera says "Then! let's just take away the "A" in AINA!", she smiles happily.

"Ina huh?, that's a good name, it's pretty and short, like you" says the Cook looking at the blue-haired lady.

She blushes and smiles unable to contain even more tears of joy, " I love it" she affirms.

The Cook stands firm and opens The Gate home. "Now... let's get home ladies, this place is dead, but we are not, so let's move!".

They all laugh and agree to leave the Lunar Station, Noira walks first through The Gate, then Viera, Nera pats The Cook's shoulder softly and says in a flirtatious tone "Good work, I'll wash you and massage you when we get home hotstuff" she winks and goes through The Gate, finally Ina looks up to him then down at his feet and grabs him by the hand carefully to not touch the wounds of his missing fingers, he notices she wants to say something but is frozen, "Yes Ina?".

She looks at him again, "T-thank you... for not giving up on me... " she clears her throat *ahem* "I'm happy to be alive!"

The Cook smiles warmly at her, "And I'm happy you're alive" she smiles back.

"Let's go home"

"Yes my saviour!"

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