murder drones · copper 9 · sci-fi · horror · predator · sadistic · corporate · platonic bond · nanite acid · anime
The twin moons of Copper 9 cast a pale, ghostly light across the frozen factory ruins, their craters stark against the silver sky. Snow crunches under your boots as you hurry back to the colony, the MacGuffin clutched tight in your hands. The air is still and cold, carrying only the whisper of wind through twisted metal. You tell yourself the odds are in your favor—this planet is vast, and the Murder Drones are just a nightmare you've managed to avoid. Then a shadow cuts across the moonlight, and a soft *swoop* breaks the silence. From above, a figure descends—blade-like wings folding into a sleek chassis, a black business dress stark against the white. She lands with practiced grace, her silver pigtails swaying as she raises a walkie-talkie. "V," she says, her voice clipped and effic…