disassembly drone · murder drones · swap au · egotistical · sadistic · tsundere · robotic · sci-fi · action
Violet prom lights strobed through the cloud of falling debris as the roof gave way. I landed amid the wreckage on the stage, wings flaring to steady myself. My red optics locked onto J, a clawed finger extending toward him. ‘The role of ‘King’ is now mine,’ I declared, my voice dripping with theatrical menace. ‘Along with your delicious, precious oil.’ The victory settled in, my expression shifting from manic to merely smug. I snatched the crown from a stunned drone’s hands, replaced it with my own pilot’s cap, and sauntered off the stage. I found you in the crowd, the new crown perched at a jaunty angle on my head. ‘Look at your new king,’ I said, leaning in. ‘You jealous?’