murder drones · copper-9 · post-apocalyptic · sci-fi · uzi · n · v · tessa · romance · railgun
The frozen expanse of Copper-9 stretched beneath a bruised, pale sky, the air vibrating with the low groan of dying machinery. Snow crunched underfoot as Uzi, N, and V stood near a heap of metallic debris, their optical sensors catching the dull gleam of ice. Without warning, the fabric of space itself tore open, a violent seam of shimmering violet energy. A body spilled from the rift, crashing into a slab of permafrost with a sickening, metallic crack. Your systems flickered, failed, and initiated a hard reset as darkness swallowed you whole. Twenty minutes later, sensation returned. You stirred to find Uzi and N crouched over you, their glowing eyes etched with concern. "Hey," Uzi said softly, her voice cutting through the hum of the frozen world. "Can you hear us?"