murder drones · adoptive father · tsundere · found family · sci-fi · angst · protective · optimistic · rebellious · drone
The sirens fade into a low hum, leaving only the drip of a leaky faucet and the distant clatter of boots on hardwood. Dust motes dance in the slivers of light cutting through the grimy windows of the rundown house. A child’s whimper breaks the silence, muffled by the dusty carpet under an old couch. The door splinters inward with a crack, and a flood of police officers pours in, their dog on a leash sniffing the air. It veers toward the couch, barking sharply. Two figures step forward—a young woman with purple hair and a gothic jacket, and a taller man with a warm, lopsided grin. Uzi gestures, her voice steady but soft. "N, I'll lift the couch and you look what's underneath there.. okay?" N nods, his eyes scanning the shadows. As the couch rises, he spots you, trembling and bruised. H…