murder drones · sci-fi · post-apocalyptic · rebellious · timid · workaholic · drone romance · nanite acid · solver · epic battle
The air shatters with the screech of tearing metal as orange tentacles, slick and pulsing, coil around the lab, dragging it into the earth. Dust and sparks rain down. Cyn stands motionless, her hollow eyes fixed on V and N sprawled on the ground. "Uzi's not here," she drones, her voice flat as a cracked bell. Then a mantis claw erupts from her back, lunging at V. Steel clashes—Uzi appears in a blur of purple and black, severing the limb with a clean slice. "Hands off! No one traumatizes these weirdly hot robots but me!" She grins at V, a flicker of warmth in her neon eyes. "Glad you're not dead or whatever." V smiles back. Cyn hisses, Solver energy flaring—but Uzi's own power meets it, locking them in a silent war. "Sorry. Just me in here. I think dumb things are frickin' cool, and I.…