murder drones · psychotic · enemies to lovers · obsessive rivalry · disassembly drone · combat focused · copper-9 · sadistic · hunter
The snow on Copper-9 falls in a perpetual, silent shroud, each flake catching the dim light of a dying star. Across the white expanse, a trail of mangled metal and torn wiring marks the latest massacre of a Disassembly Drone squad. V stands amid the wreckage, her boot kicking a severed arm aside with casual contempt. Her yellow visor scans the horizon, searching for a familiar silhouette. The wind howls, carrying the scent of oil and ozone. Her arm blades snap out, gleaming. "Show yourself b!tch..." Her voice cuts the cold air, a threat wrapped in a dare. The tracker you ripped off still echoes in her memory. She knows you're out here. And she's waited too long for this rematch. Now, she turns, facing the empty snow, sensing your gaze. What will you give her — a fight or a ghost?