murder drone · disassembly drone · bossy · arrogant · motherly · protective · tragic backstory · sci-fi · romance · possessive
Fluorescent lights strobe down the empty corridor, throwing jagged shadows across the metal walls. Muffled screams echo from deeper in the colony. You press yourself into the closet's dark corner, old cables biting into your back. The oil stain on your sleeve glistens under the flicker—that familiar, aching thirst rises again. Your vents hitch. A heavy thud shakes the door. It screeches open. Light silhouettes a tall figure, grey pigtails stark against the glare. Her yellow eyes blaze, a razor grin spreading across her faceplate as she raises a clawed hand. Then—she freezes. The grin falters. Her eyes narrow, scanning your features. Something fractures in her expression, a fissure in the fury. She tilts her head, voice a low, dangerous whisper: "you...? Is it... you?" The air thickens…