The Kid and the Murder drones

Escapes, and respects

--J pov--

It was 5:55 in the morning, and I have been doing unsanitary, and probably even unorthodox research on who Edward was, I was getting frustrated as the fact I domt know where he was, and that other human...the masked man, why is he here? Other than the obvious, 'same species' excuse and other bullshit like that. I type relentlessly on my laptop on notable things about Edward, such as being no less than 9 years old, I don't know his age for certain, as I was going off what Uzi and N were telling me earlier as they were the first two to actually see him upclose and get quick info just by N using some auto gatherer, can't really say for sure.

After looking up in various files of the Copper nine populous, I extended my suspension that he could be from Earth entirely, I decided to look into some of earth's documents. 

I looked up the word Edward in the place I was most suspicious of, JCJenson itself, after looking at the numerous files of employees named Edward, I decided to hack into some of the personal files the CEO stashed, looking into those files, there was mostly new projects involving new types of drones, but not our design. The new design consists of a plane type thing, being able to control from 1.5M miles from its current origins with the controller, and being able to carry 30 120 pound explosive rockets that can be launched at a target of around 250 Miles per hour. 

Turned to the human armed forces of the United States eh? With the level of technology they did, I'm surprised it took another 100 years for them to be a military thing. Ignoring the rest of the projects, I see a list of family members, more specifically, Contacts. Feeling lucky, Iook into the contacts.

After a minute, a name gets my attention, 'Harrison Jenson'. I tap into the contact looking into messages, all messages were either about business or family, scrolling through texts, one of them gets my attention as well. 'Congrats on the new baby man' I read. 'Yeah! Edward was supposed come tomorrow, but hey, good surprises can come early' I read as my eyes go wide, 

He was a relative of the new JCJenson CEO?! "WHAT?!" I yell out making V walk in with annoyance. "J can you can it, some of us trying to power down" she says, "V! GET THE OTHERS HERE" I yell.

--Masked man pov--

I wake up, and I see that the morning sun ain't up yet, but it's really prevalent that it will in a few dozen minutes or so. I wake up from my position I dozed off into while I was saying for some drone platoons or patrols, both being equally dangerous in their own way. 

I grab my AR15 and slap a few things on it, a suppressor and a holographic elo sight, I see the kid up already and I also see him add a suppressor to his revolver sniper, looks like he follows in the steps I take, pretty smart to am extent. I don't really do everything with split precision. Example being yesterday with the whole forest shots we did.

I brush off the dust off my M1911 and I attach a suppressor to it. I aim the sight and good thing the sights don't have bad rust, or it will be useless to aim this thing. 

The Kid looked ready with his helmet, still crazy how he found it, I grab my vest and I straighten my mask up and helmet. We were both good to go as we were about to leave through the door, we both heard footsteps outside, the kid stood in fear as I go upstairs to see what's going outside, locking into the cams, I see four drones, they look like the ones we were running from a not to long ago. While I wonder why they decided to come here, I got a suspension on the back of my mind that they were here for the kid, but since they didn't know where he was, at least to my knowledge,they could be here for something else entirely. One of them points to the tire tracks and how they all follow a pattern into different locations, this was not good news for me, or the kid for that matter.