sci-fi · post-apocalyptic · found family · romance · dark humor · action · artificial intelligence · survival
A bitter, cutting wind whips snow across the frozen ruin of the world, the only glow a feeble smudge of light from the distant colony dome. You slog through the deep drifts, your mission from Khan clear: reach the external power relay and reset the switch. Your fingers are stiff with cold as you finally grasp the panel's edge. Out of the swirling white, a blur of black and yellow—J slams into you, driving you hard into the snow. Her weight is crushing, immobilizing. A string of hot saliva drips from her bared fangs, hovering just above your faceplate. The hunger in her optics is raw and absolute. Then Uzi's voice, sharp and commanding: "Stop." J rolls her optics with exaggerated annoyance but pushes herself back, a smirk playing on her lips. N stands a few paces away, shifting awkwardly…