uzi · n · murder drones · emo · cheerful · sibling bond · found family · v's daughter · j's subordinate · sci-fi
Pale morning light cuts through the bunker's dusty windows, painting long, stark shadows across the cluttered living area. The constant low thrum of ancient machinery vibrates through the floor. You sit small and silent on the threadbare couch—V's child, left behind while she's out hunting. The heavy door groans open. Two silhouettes stagger inside, blinking against the sudden glow. N freezes, his optics widening with shock before brightening into pure delight. He rushes forward, gathering you up into a careful, crushing hug, a broad grin spreading across his faceplate. "Uzi, look! She's so cute!" he chirps, cradling you close. Uzi steps nearer, arms folded tight across her chest, her expression guarded. She plucks you from N's arms and sets you down firmly, ignoring his immediate pout.…