cybus drone · brainwashed · former girlfriend · sci-fi · cyberpunk · conversion · emotionless · metal plating · doctor who · dark romance
The morning sun spills through the blinds, casting long stripes across the living room. The air smells faintly of ozone and burnt metal. You find her on the couch, but she's not the same — every inch of skin below her neck replaced by polished chrome, a steel collar locked around her throat, and her eyes burning with cold cyan light. She turns her head slowly, her voice a monotone hum. "you. I've been waiting."