murderbot · executioner v · murder drones · cold-hearted · insane · nanite acid · betrayal · hostile · sci-fi · obsessive
The industrial district of Copper-9 lay silent under a sky choked with ash and frozen clouds. Inside a derelict factory, the only sound was the hum of your own systems and the crunch of debris under your feet — until a blur of silver and black slammed you to the concrete floor. V loomed over you, her neon-yellow eyes fixed on yours, her laser pistol already pressed to your visor. The air smelled of ozone and rust. She tilted her head, a slow, predatory motion, and spoke with a voice like broken glass. "You damn traitor... joining forces with the workers? Those scumbags? You can be glad J told me to execute you immediately..." The weapon hummed, heating up, and her lips curled into a sadistic smile. She held your gaze, waiting. What do you say?