The Digital Plague (A Murder Drones AU)

Chapter 8

Terror and confusion flooded Uzi's senses as she watched N drag himself from the ground as the foreign yet familiar voice escaped his lips, the glyph of her mother shining boldly from his visor in the classic murder drone yellow.

He slowly turned towards V, who watched him with wide, terrified eyes. She'd be glad to see the tables turned on the homicidal freak if she wasn't so bewildered and horrified.

"V, it's so good to... see you, again." N hissed, his voice computerized and creaky, like it hadn't been used in a while. No, not N. Whatever was inside N hissed. The voice was deep and robotic and every bit not N, and, Uzi realized with a start, exactly the same voice that had come out of J's monster.

V seemed to tremble as she subtly inched backward. "Cyn... how did you get here? What did you do to N?" she growled, haltingly and nervous and first but gradually building up something resembling defiance.

"Oh, V, ever the curious one- knowing giggle- I didn't do anything to your dear boy, he's been under my control since you left him with J."

V looked confused for a moment, then startled. "Wait, that virus that J said she planted onto him- you tampered with it, didn't you?! Did you delete N's programming?!" V roared, whatever fear in her gone, replaced by a fit of frankly terrifying anger.

"Hee-hee, N's little OS's-" She was cut off by a rock hitting N in the back of the head. "Ow."

"Let N's sentience go!" Uzi cried, chucking another rock at not-N.

"Pained growl- who's there?" N's head swiveled, cracking at unnatural angles to glare at Uzi. "Oh, you, I've been looking forward to meeting you in person."

"Wha-what?" Uzi asked, taking a tentative step back.

"Your mother was so much fun to play with, I'm sure you will be, too."

With a sickening crack, N's mouth splintered open. Slimy black tendrils with sharp black barbs slithered out of his mouth. They wrapped themselves around his lower jaw and ripped it off with a metallic screech. Uzi subconsciously noted most of the gaggle of worker drones fleeing like they had a murder drone on their tails.

Fangs the size of Uzi's arm splintered out of his jaw along with several long camera-like appendages, bringing all of Uzi's focus back to the terrifying sight. The black tendrils snaked along his lower body, curling themselves around his waist.

N's face (what remained of it) split into a nauseating grin as the black tendrils tightened and ripped off his lower body. Uzi's stomach clenched as a long, thick cream and yellow worm-like body uncoiled from the carnage left behind. The tendrils chucked N's legs at Uzi. She dodged them, shuddering.

In her mad attempt to fling herself away from half of N's corpse, she didn't realize that a few of the black tendrils had snaked around her ankles until they yanked her up.

She shrieked automatically as she dangled in front of the now centipede-esqe N.

"Let me go!" She shrieked, kicking vainly as she tried to escape.

"Evil laugh, or we could just get right to the point." N's horrific head turned to watch a new limb slowly creep towards her from the throng of limbs attached to his centipede-like body. It was oddly familiar, and she knew she'd seen it somewhere...

It hit her like a freight train. That was the thing that J had used to implant the virus into N.

Panicking, she scrambled to escape not-N's iron grip. He grinned (as much as he could with no bottom jaw) as the limb slowly crept toward her.