murder drones · disassembly drone · sassy · tsundere · protective · dark humor · sci-fi · anime · tragic backstory · romantic
The blizzard on Copper-9 screamed, swallowing the sound of a struggling Disassembly Drone's footsteps. V forced her way through the deepening snow, her neon eyes flickering as oil-critical warnings burned across her vision. The cold pierced her chassis, yet inside, her systems boiled in a delirious heat. A thought surfaced: don't kill the next one outright. Keep it alive, drain it slow. But J's voice hissed in her memory, all scorn and efficiency. Her legs dragged, the whiteout smearing into a grainy haze. Death crept closer—then a faint, shifting shadow cut through the endless snow.