Kane POV
What a tiring day. I had to fly a plane, and dodge bullets from machine guns. When G walked in, he powered off instantly when he reached his bed. I went to the roof to sweep off any stray bullets that collected here. While his CPU was expecting maybe one or two bullets, he did not expect to find the roof coated with them. He started sweeping, already exhausted. A and L were on the side of the building, installing new windows for the lower and upper areas. It was going well until a ton of bullets showered them.
"AHH! Kane, can you sweep them elsewhere than here?!" L asked angrily.
"There's hundreds of them up here, L." I countered, a bit annoyed. "There is nowhere else to sweep them as well!"
"Oh, alright. I've finished this window, you can sweep the bullets down here!" L replied, understanding and defeated.
G POV
What a rest! I could hear Kane and L conversing outside. Immediately, I noticed Stacey, who was sitting near the radio.
"Hey G, come over here," Stacey asked, drawing me over. I listened to the radio, which appeared to be playing morse code. "We should probably get everyone else down here because I do not know how to decrypt morse code." I determined as I went outside and yelled for everyone to come inside. A and immediately entered, while Kane took a bit longer.
Everyone soon started writing down the code, using lines and dashes, before they tried to reply. Without a decryption manual, none of the five would get anywhere. A large crash was soon heard, and it sounded very close to them.
"Oh my God. Not another pod!" Kane yelled as he grabbed his weapon, and headed to the crash site with me and the group. The site did not look like a pod, but rather a sort of delivery spacecraft. Inside was a ton of booklets, but a morse codebook was the most striking thing in there. I immediately took it to the base and started decoding it.
"The message says 'R U READING THIS TRACY?'" deciphered G. "We have to reply to them somehow."
"I saw a radio tower once, maybe we could use that!" A suggested, hoping that we could contact whoever was sending this.
"That will not be strong enough. We could use that, but we need a bigger dish to transmit any messages." Stacey countered, already seeing many problems.
"The air tower! That has to be strong enough!" L suggested.
"That is even less strong!" Kane replied. "The only dish that is even a bit capable of sending signals..."
"Continue!" I asked Kane, who appeared to realize a problem.
"...is the dish at my colony." Kane finished, realizing that they would have to go to the colony to contact whoever this was.
"We can take the dish for ourselves!" A decided, and prepared to take off, when Kane asked him how we were supposed to "take a FRAGILE and MASSIVE radio dish to our base, mount it, power it, and aim it at the earth!?"
"Maybe we could tap into the antenna somehow!" I asked, unsure if that was even possible.
"That might create too much noise. The way I see it, we have to infiltrate the colony, I have to reintegrate myself into the society I just escaped, get a pass to work in the antenna room, sneak all of you in there, and operate the antenna, all without literally anyone seeing us!" Kane replied, already hating this plan. "Also, Stacey will have to also be there in order to actually verify her identity by whoever is contacting us!"
"How about this. The three murder drones infiltrate the colony, cut a hole in the antenna room ceiling, while the other workers are sleeping, and all five of us go down, and contact whoever this is, and finish up before the workers come back." Stacey suggested, already working out the possible kinks in her plan.
"One problem. The antenna will send a alert to the security office if unauthorized movement is detected inside the room. The pass is absolutely nessecary." Kane countered, finally seeing that the only way that they could get to the antenna was by Kane being back in society. "I really do not want to go back there, but I will if we convince whoever that is to help us get off this planet." Kane relented, as he prepared to leave the Base for a very long time.
A very long time skip 'because the author could not figure out how to write the segment where Kane is captured without it becoming extremely awkward' later/Stacey POV
We followed Kane to his new address, which turned out to be a apartment. After remarking that "this looked a lot like his old apartment before he set it on fire," Kane got us beds and placed them in a hidden section behind some machinery. Since ventilation systems connected the whole colony, we could go wherever we wanted to with ease, as long as I had a ladder. We took off our disguises, and went down to where we were residing, which was behind a wall in a crawl-space.
"I'll be heading to school now, please do not follow me even though you absolutely can." Kane yelled as he went upstairs, a cue for us to follow his bus as it took him to the school. When he arrived, he saw a set of yellow eyes in the vent, and facepalmed, before we followed him inside the school.
"Hey, I found some sort of controls for the lighting, plumbing, and gas systems!" I whispered, as she went over to the panel. G went over to Kane's classroom, and watched as the teacher taught the students.
Kane POV
It was almost scary how quiet Stacey and the drones could be in the flue systems. I could tell everyone was staring at me, and my hand. It was not like anything could get worse after all. The lights went out in our classroom, and I already knew that Stacey and the drones were up to no good.
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That One Worker Drone
FanfictionA social outcast robot, three killer drones, and a stranded human come together to escape from Copper 9 and the many threats within.