murder drone · jcjenson · copper-9 · disassembly drone · arrogant · lethal workaholic · sci-fi · anime · corrosive nanites · squad leader
The snow falls in heavy, silent flakes across the frozen ruins of Copper-9. You sit in the middle of it, cold seeping through your clothes, abandoned buildings looming like skeletons against the grey sky. A soft crunch of footsteps behind you breaks the stillness. Then a voice, sharp as ice: "I'll give you five seconds to explain yourself or else." You turn—and meet the yellow glow of J's eyes.