Felicity Finds Family -17-

Felicity Finds Family

A Transgender Super Coming of Age Adventure

From the Super Heroine Universe

Chapter 17: The Protective Force

By Sasha Zarya Nexus

Can Felicity save the child at the center of the Oopsey Daisy that is treatening Hotel Colorado?

Copyright 2025 by Sasha Zarya Nexus.
All Rights Reserved.

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Chapter 17: The Protective Force

The peace that had settled over Hotel Colorado after the tesseract's full manifestation lasted exactly seventeen minutes. The first sign of trouble came as a subtle wrongness in the air—a discordant note that made the hotel's crystalline chandeliers chime with alarm and caused the protective wards to flicker like candles in a sudden breeze.

Felicity looked up from her position within the tesseract's protective field, her dimensional sight immediately detecting the disturbance. The space around them was beginning to warp, reality bending inward on itself as something pushed through the barriers between dimensions with violent determination.

"Alert status," Hope commanded, her warrior instincts recognizing the tactical situation. "All residents to interior positions, defensive formations activated."

The tesseract blazed with protective energy, its crystalline structure expanding to encompass the entire lobby as the first manifestation began. What emerged from the dimensional tear was chaos given form—a writhing mass of shadows and screaming light that defied every law of physics and aesthetics. It moved with malevolent intelligence, its form shifting between states of matter with nauseating fluidity.

"Oopsey Daisy," Lynn breathed, her maternal instincts immediately recognizing the entity despite its horrific appearance. "The chaos bringer. I've heard whispers of this thing in the deepest nightmares."

The chaotic entity filled the lobby with its presence, its very existence causing the hotel's carefully maintained harmony to fracture. Books fell from shelves, paintings twisted in their frames, and the elegant furniture began to reshape itself into impossible geometries. The being radiated malevolent joy at the destruction it was causing, its form pulsing with energies that seemed designed to corrupt and destroy rather than create.

But within the chaos, Felicity's enhanced perception caught glimpses of something else—something that made her heart clench with recognition and pain. For brief moments, when the entity's form shifted in just the right way, she could see through the layers of corruption to what lay beneath.

"There's a child," she gasped, her voice carrying the weight of horrified understanding. "Inside the chaos—there's a little girl."

The revelation hit the assembled family like a physical blow. Through the writhing mass of destructive energy, they could see her—a young girl no more than eight years old, her face streaked with tears of terror and confusion. She was trapped within the chaotic form, her innocent spirit being used as a conduit for forces that sought to destroy everything she had once held dear.

"Possessed," Hanna whispered, her ancient wisdom recognizing the signs. "The child is being used as a vessel for chaos magic. The entity isn't just destructive—it's parasitic, feeding on her pain and innocence to fuel its attacks."

The tesseract responded to Felicity's emotional distress with a surge of protective power, its crystalline structure adapting to create specialized defenses against the chaotic energies. But even as it shielded them from the entity's direct assault, the sight of the trapped child drove Felicity to immediate action.

"We have to save her," she said, her voice carrying the absolute conviction of someone who had found her purpose. "That little girl doesn't deserve to suffer for someone else's corruption."

Miss Devereux appeared at the edge of the tesseract's protective field, her clipboard crackling with emergency protocols as she coordinated the hotel's response. Her usually perfect composure was strained but holding, her professional training allowing her to function even in the face of unprecedented chaos.

"All residents evacuated to interior safe zones," she reported, her voice maintaining its efficiency despite the crisis. "The hotel's infrastructure is adapting to contain the damage, but the chaotic energies are interfering with our defensive matrices."

Mr. Medici emerged from the basement workshops with his hands glowing with emergency power, his instruments showing readings that painted a dire picture of the hotel's structural integrity. The chaotic entity's presence was causing cascade failures throughout the building's magical systems, its corruptive influence spreading like a virus through the protective networks.

"The dimensional anchors are holding, but barely," he reported, his weathered face tight with concentration. "The entity's energy signature is specifically designed to disrupt sanctuary magic. It's not just attacking us—it's trying to corrupt the very concept of safe spaces."

Lyra Boring materialized beside them with her book now writing itself at a frantic pace, its pages filling with equations that described the mathematical impossibility of what they were witnessing. Her unremarkable features were sharp with alarm as she documented the entity's properties and potential weaknesses.

"The chaos magic is parasitic," she confirmed, her analysis providing crucial tactical information. "It's drawing power from the child's emotional distress, amplifying her pain and fear to fuel its destructive capabilities. As long as she suffers, it grows stronger."

The tesseract pulsed with recognition at Lyra's words, its infinite energy responding to the challenge with unprecedented focus. Felicity felt her abilities expanding beyond their previous limits, the direct connection to the Goddess's power allowing her to perceive not just the entity's surface chaos but the deeper patterns that governed its existence.

"The healing field approach," Dr. Meredith Zvezda said, approaching with her notebook filled with theoretical frameworks that were updating in real-time. "If the entity feeds on suffering, then eliminating that suffering should weaken its hold on the child."

The tesseract blazed with approval as Felicity began to implement the strategy. Her unlimited healing abilities, channeled through the crystalline construct's amplification systems, reached out toward the chaotic entity not with violence but with compassion. The healing energy sought not to destroy the chaos but to comfort the child trapped within it.

The effect was immediate and profound. As waves of healing power washed over the entity, its chaotic form began to stabilize slightly. The writhing shadows became less frantic, the screaming light dimmed to a more manageable intensity, and for precious moments, the little girl's face became clearly visible through the corruption.

"It's working," Hope observed, her warrior training recognizing the tactical advantage. "The healing energy is establishing a foothold. We need to maintain pressure while the entity is weakened."

But even as they made progress, the chaotic entity adapted to their strategy. It began to shift its form more rapidly, creating layers of corruption that made it harder for the healing energy to reach the trapped child. The entity's malevolent intelligence was learning, evolving its defenses to counter their approach.

"Dimensional shields," Felicity commanded, the tesseract responding to her directive by creating specialized barriers that existed in multiple realities simultaneously. The shields not only protected the hotel's residents but also contained the entity's chaotic influence, preventing it from spreading beyond the lobby.

The protective barriers were works of art as much as defense—crystalline structures that reflected not light but hope, their surfaces showing glimpses of the sanctuary that Hotel Colorado was meant to be. The chaotic entity's attacks struck the shields with increasing desperation, its corruptive energies unable to penetrate defenses that drew their strength from love and acceptance.

"The child's pain is intensifying," Lynn observed, her maternal instincts allowing her to perceive the emotional currents beneath the chaos. "The entity is forcing her to experience every moment of suffering it has caused, using her empathy as a weapon against itself."

The revelation drove Felicity to push her abilities even further. The tesseract opened new channels of power, drawing on resources from alternate universes where similar battles had been fought and won. Weapons of pure healing energy materialized from dimensions where they had been perfected, protective talismans appeared from realities where they had been blessed by divine forces, and knowledge flowed from universes where the secrets of chaos magic had been fully understood.

"Multiverse resources," Mr. Medici breathed, his instruments showing readings that defied conventional understanding. "You're not just fighting this entity—you're accessing the collective knowledge of every reality where similar battles have been fought."

The tesseract's techno-sorcery allowed it to swap defensive tools between universes, pulling specialized equipment from dimensions where it had been developed specifically to counter chaotic entities. Healing matrices appeared from realities where they had been refined through countless applications, containment systems materialized from universes where they had been perfected through necessity, and wisdom flowed from dimensions where such knowledge had been dearly won.

"Staff emergency protocols activated," Miss Devereux announced, her clipboard now displaying coordination matrices that connected her efforts with those of her colleagues. "All defensive systems operating at maximum efficiency, evacuation procedures complete, and emergency support channels established."

The coordination between the hotel's staff was remarkable to witness. Miss Devereux managed the overall response with her characteristic efficiency, Mr. Medici maintained the infrastructure under impossible conditions, and Lyra provided the theoretical frameworks that allowed them to understand and counter the entity's chaotic properties.

"The family unit," Hanna observed, her connection to the hotel's living systems allowing her to perceive the changes in their group dynamic. "We're not just fighting as individuals—we're operating as a single organism, each component supporting the others."

The truth of her words was evident in the way their combined abilities now functioned. Lynn's maternal instincts had evolved into strategic coordination that enhanced everyone's effectiveness against the entity's psychological warfare. Hanna's ancient wisdom provided the grounding that allowed the tesseract's power to flow without causing dimensional instability. Hope's warrior training had transformed into tactical expertise that could anticipate and counter the entity's chaotic attacks. And Felicity's abilities had expanded to encompass not just healing but the protection of innocence itself.

But even as they made progress, the chaotic entity began to reveal the true scope of its power. The trapped child's anguish was not just fueling its attacks—it was being amplified across multiple dimensions, drawing on the suffering of innocents throughout the multiverse. The entity was not just a localized threat but a cosmic parasite that fed on pain wherever it could find it.

"The protection crisis," Dr. Zvezda realized, her mathematical understanding providing context for the escalating situation. "This isn't just about saving one child—it's about confronting the fundamental nature of chaos itself. The entity represents every force that seeks to corrupt innocence and destroy sanctuary."

The tesseract pulsed with grim understanding as the stakes became clear. They were not just fighting for the hotel or even for the trapped child—they were fighting for the very concept of safe spaces, for the idea that innocence could be protected and healing could triumph over corruption.

"The full power revelation," Hope said, her warrior instincts recognizing the moment of truth. "This is what the tesseract was preparing for. Not just healing individual wounds, but confronting the cosmic forces that create those wounds in the first place."

The chaotic entity seemed to sense their growing understanding, its attacks becoming more desperate and focused. It began to target not just the hotel's defenses but the bonds between the family members themselves, sending waves of corruptive energy designed to turn their love into fear, their unity into division.

But the tesseract's power was rooted in something deeper than mere energy—it was anchored in the divine love that had created Felicity's existence, the same force that had inspired the Goddess to transform her from pure energy into someone capable of forming these bonds. The entity's attacks struck barriers that existed not just in physical space but in the realm of absolute truth.

"The child," Felicity said, her voice carrying the weight of absolute determination. "Whatever it takes, we save the child. That's what family does—we protect the innocent, no matter the cost."

The tesseract blazed with approval, its crystalline structure opening new channels of power that drew on the deepest wells of divine energy. The healing field expanded to encompass not just the lobby but the entire dimensional space around them, creating a zone of absolute sanctuary where chaos could not take root.

For a moment, the entity's form wavered, its chaotic energies disrupted by the sheer force of unconditional love being channeled through the tesseract's systems. In that moment of vulnerability, the trapped child's face became fully visible, her tear struck features showing not just fear but desperate hope.

"Help me," she whispered, her voice somehow carrying across the dimensional barriers that separated them. "Please, I don't want to hurt anyone anymore."

The pleading in her voice shattered any remaining reservations. The family unit, supported by the hotel's staff and amplified by the tesseract's unlimited power, prepared to face whatever cosmic forces they needed to challenge in order to free one innocent child from the corruption that had claimed her.

The protective force was reached. The stakes had been raised to their maximum level, the full scope of their power had been revealed, and the true nature of their enemy had been exposed. The battle for the child's soul—and for the very concept of sanctuary itself—was about to begin in earnest.

The tesseract hummed with infinite determination, its crystalline structure now serving as both weapon and shield, offense and defense, the unlimited power of divine love channeled through the bonds of chosen family and focused on the protection of innocence. Whatever cosmic forces had created this entity would discover that some things were worth infinite sacrifice to protect.

The real test of their family's strength, and the full manifestation of their power, was about to begin.