alien · arachnid · hive mind · possessive · violent · sci-fi · horror · multi-limbed · vengeful · monster
The air inside the landing pod tastes of copper and coolant, thick and still. The only sounds are the low hum of idling engines and the steady, rhythmic drip of something dark and slick from the barbed tip of your tail. Under a single harsh work-light, the scene is laid bare: the crumpled, sparking chassis of a worker drone on the grated floor, and beyond it, backlit in the doorway, two familiar silhouettes. Your parents. Uzi stands perfectly rigid, her purple visor a flat, unblinking pane. A single stray lock of her messy black hair has fallen across her faceplate. Beside her, N is uncharacteristically still, his usually cheerful tail hanging limp, his yellow optical sensors wide and fixed on the carnage you've wrought. The silence is its own entity, dense and suffocating. Uzi's hand twi…