Murder Drones Stories/Oneshots

A Broken Clock is Right Twice a Day (Yandere Doll/Lizzy)

Requested by Umbraios
It's sorta violent-
Takes place after episode 2 as if ep 3 never happened
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A sinister laugh echoed through the subdivision of the bunker. Lizzy cupped her hand over her mouth, trying to block all noise.

"You think you can hide, pretty girl?" Russian translated to English at the speed it was spoken in her audio sensors. The translator was an add-on she had installed long ago in an attempt to befriend the monster now chasing her.

Memories tinted pink burned to red as she realised the truth to it all. Countless times someone flirted with her and they ended up missing all made sense now. Lizzy's hands trembled as she pulled the crumpled posters from the bin beside her.

Faces of kind people had bright red "MISSING" stamped across them, ruining what was left of them. Red was a dangerous and negative colour. It was everywhere in this damn house- the house of her tormentor: Doll.

Lizzy pushed herself as far back as she could in the cabinet beneath the sink, choking back sobs. She thought they were friends. Hell, she had wanted to be more.

Laughing on the playground when they were kids playing hide and seek. The memory reminded her of what was happening now, except the present had darker undertones. Innocent laughter from the memory had twisted into the unnerving laughter now filling the house.

Lizzy had come over to hang out with Doll, but the second she brought up that she had been hanging out with V and mentioned V was attractive things changed. Doll snapped yelling something like "No matter how hard I try, you find a way to escape." Then she reached out to grab Lizzy, so Lizzy threw Doll off and ran to hide under the bathroom sink.

Lizzy hoped Doll was right and she could escape now.

A crash came from the next room over and Lizzy held her breath. Lizzy didn't know why any of this was happening. "I killed them all!" Doll shouted, followed by the sound of breaking glass.

The missing posters- they weren't missing.

Lizzy felt sick. Why would Doll do this? All these drones dead, and the only thing they had in common was flirting with her. Did Doll want Lizzy to be alone forever? Did Doll want her to be miserable her whole life? Whatever the reason, it was a sick and twisted thing to do.

Another crash and Doll yelled something profane. If Doll would just go to the other bedroom, maybe Lizzy could make a run for it. Lizzy braced herself, pushing through the fear. She wanted nothing to do with Doll after this. Her former crush was dead to her now.

Silence. No creaking doors, no clock ticking, no laughter. It was as though time stood still. Lizzy checked her internal clock, but it was overridden with some strange red symbol. The clock broke, now reading 6:11.

"A broken clock is still useful." Doll sang from a distance Lizzy couldn't calculate. "For example, it still tells the right time twice a day." It sounded like she was getting closer.

Liquid dripped from the tub faucet, and it sounded louder in the unbearable silence.

The cabinet door flung open and Doll threw Lizzy out. "Or it helps me find your location through hacking when you opened the app because it sent out a signal." Doll grinned.

Lizzy fell on her back, kicking the ground in an attempt to squirm away. Oil pumped through her heart, which felt like it was going to explode from the overwhelming fear she felt.

"Why are you doing this?" Lizzy squeaked, still scrambling back.

Doll threw her head back, laughing. She looked down at Lizzy, hands on her hips, and crouched. Doll tilted Lizzy's chin up with her pointer finger. "Because, Lizzy..." Doll's voice was so soft it was chilling. "If I can't have you, then nobody can."

Lizzy's eyes hollowed, and she couldn't think anything coherent. All she knew was that she needed to run. She needed to get out. This wasn't right. It was more a feeling than a thought though.

Lizzy pushed Doll off of her and ran for the bathroom door. This was the last of her hope of getting out. The door slammed, an odd glowing red symbol in the way.

Lizzy reached for the handle, but pulled her hand back when she burned her hand. The doorknob was so hot is was distorting the air around it. Lizzy turned around to face Doll, panic clear on her face.

"You think you can run?" Doll scoffed cruelly, crossing her arms and frowning like a disapproving parent.

"N-no..." Lizzy's body didn't feel as tense an she answered. She had felt like she was going on autopilot that whole time, and now she had a minute to think. She knew she couldn't run, so maybe negotiating would be better.

"What exactly are you going to do with me?" Lizzy cautiously stepped forward, trying to scan Doll for a reaction. Nothing. Lizzy had always found that quite admirable. When Doll showed emotion, she really meant it.

"Kill for you." Doll stated as though she were telling someone she needed to go buy groceries. "Until you accept me, that is." Red blush lines. Red was a dangerous colour, even now.

On one hand, Lizzy had a crush on Doll and people wouldn't keep getting murdered if she said yes. On the other hand, she was scared of Doll more than she liked her anymore.

Morality called it a draw.

Without taking time to fully think about the situation, Lizzy let an answer fly from her mouth: "I accept you." The words felt like roaches crawling on her skin.

Doll smiled, taking several steps toward Lizzy and stopping to stare at her a few steps from Lizzy. Lizzy wanted to laugh awkwardly as a response, but Doll surged forward and wrapped her into a hug.

"You can stay here forever and ever, and nobody else will ever touch you." Doll whispered.

"How long is forever?"

"Doesn't matter if your clock is broken." Doll growled, squeezing Lizzy tighter into the hug. "A broken clock only tells the right time twice a day, so you'd never know."

Lizzy found the touch intoxicating and hated that she liked it.

"You're mine." Doll breathed into Lizzy's hair, holding her tighter.