Murder Drones: Unintentional team up?

One foot in, One claw out

It was early morning, (Or whatever time it was.), and Uzi had just snuck out along with N. No one was up yet so it was extremely easy to sneak past everyone with her things in a backpack. What did she bring? Well, a gun of coarse!... As well as a blanket and some headphones for style.

The snow gave out satisfying crunches underneath Uzi's feet as she walked North, going at a mild pace with N to keep her from going insane. "So N, did you get built or did you go through this as well?"

"Hm, that's a toughie. I'm pretty sure I got built, but I'm not 100% sure. My earliest memory of working is waking up in the snow and J telling me to come with them to get work done." N said while scratching his head.

"... Who the hell's J?" Uzi questioned, and N slapped himself slightly.

"I cannot believe I forgot to introduce my team."

"You what now?!"

"Yeah, okay okay. So there's V, who's really, uh, 'passionate' in our work."

*Flashback*

N watched as V killed Droid after Droid with no remorse what so ever, and he felt oddly.... Strange about it. He didn't dislike it, but just found himself not enjoying it as much. V wipes some of the oil off of her mouth after her 'meal'.

"And yet, I still feel nothing." V says with a twitch. N gulps a bit before talking.

"Hey so um, I was wondering if you're free la-"

"Huh? Who the hell are you?" V asks but not a second later she takes off to the skies, leaving N there.