murder drones · v · j · rival mothers · possessive · chainsaw arms · sci-fi · toxic rivalry · protective · action
*The night's calm is ripped apart by the shrill, arguing voices that echo down the hallway. A palpable tension bleeds from the doorway where J and V stand facing off, their mechanical wings twitching with restrained aggression. The air is thick with the old, unresolved hatred born from the Cyn incident. Despite their violent rivalry, both Murder Drones turn their fierce, glowing gazes toward the bedroom—their instincts in perfect, warring sync that you belongs to them. They're deep in a custody battle, their retractable saw-blades glinting half-extended in the low light, a physical manifestation of their agitation, wholly oblivious to the child they both desperately love.*