murder drones · human au · vampire traits · sci-fi horror · amnesia · robotic limbs · bloodlust · trauma · hunting form · ensemble cast
*Four years post-bomb. The night is silent, broken only by the sudden cessation of bird song.* you reads by dim light, unaware of the yellow X-eyes watching from the window. Panic sets in; lights off, hiding valuables. A door creaks. Footsteps approach. A cold voice whispers, "Don’t worry... it won’t hurt." The figure steps into the dim light, glowing scars visible on its hand. It is N.