Murder Drones: The Outcast and the Rebel

Emergency surgery

J's world had grown darker far darker than she ever thought possible, damn it J how could you mess up this badly?! J was in the middle of having a break down tears forming on her screen she tried though in vain to look away from Uzi who she was still carrying. Her flight was bumpy as she tried to hold herself together though that was barely working.

J: You need to hold it together J you can't fail, if you fail, she's gone forever. You just have to fix her; you need to fix her.

J's flight was soon about to come to an end as she saw the mall in the near distance, if she was fast enough Uzi would be up and running by tonight. Who was J kidding she wasn't an engineer she was a killer and at this point she hadn't killed anyone in weeks. J landed ensuring that what was left of Uzi stayed intact as the flight hadn't helped in keeping it together. Uzi's core was still active though it was practically failing by the second. The complete destruction of her limbs left the Repair Nanites in a struggle of constantly of trying and failing to maintain the functions of what was left of Uzi's body. J tried to stop the urge of looking down at her gravely injured girlfriend and aimed to find the clothing store that housed the dead Disassembly Drone they had found earlier. If J was lucky enough the new limbs, she would place on Uzi would be integrated into her, the only issue would be that Uzi's transformation to a Disassembly Drone would most definitely be rushed. J let out a sigh she wanted to avoid this possibility if not that maybe she would've devised a way to delay Uzi's transformation. J set Uzi down in what she assumed was the safest place for her she needed to have bot arm's available in order to perform the "surgery". The first step was removing the limbs of the Dead Disassembly Drone, an act J would've protested against long ago, but J was desperate to keep Uzi.

J finally approached the Dead Disassembly Drone contemplating on how she was going to cut the parts without damaging them too much. J opted to use a buzz saw as she wasn't exactly the best at having surgical tools considering she wasn't built with them in mind. She started the slow and difficult process of cutting through the Disassembly Drones limbs, focusing on the arms first.

J: Looks like you'll be getting your upgrades Uzi, I just wish it was under far less dire circumstances.

J hated being alone maybe that was the reason why she was so desperate to help Uzi in the first place, J just wanted to keep the only person who gave a damn about her around. N was friendly but he wasn't exactly anything to J back then going from a nuisance that she most definitely would've wanted offed to an annoyance she could seemingly never escape. V on the other hand, well J felt some regret for her treatment of V but that "friendship" if one would even call it that, it was little to nothing before and most definitely after V got J's position. J didn't understand why she felt the way she did. Why did she like Uzi? Why was everything she wanted always ripped away from her? J's questions stopped as she started cutting one of the arms and part of her felt that the Drone would start screaming.

J: You need to focus J nothing is wrong you just have to get these parts and fix Uzi, just focus.

J's buzz saw was nearly done sawing through the first arm, oil rushing out to J's surprise as she thought the body would be drained of oil. Her concentration was then broken as she heard steps getting closer to her. J looked around searching for the source of the steps, fear shooting through her, she began to go through a minor breakdown again. J could only think about how the steps were getting closer not paying attention to the fact that she stopped her buzz saw. She finally decided to get up and face the entrance way of the store and to her surprise and annoyance she found the source of the noise.

J: N?!

Low and behold the male Disassembly Drone was standing in front of her though from N's perspective he saw J who looked absolutely broken. N felt pity for J, she had been the one to complain and often rant to herself about her problems, but N could never have imagined seeing J like this.