Me and Uzi were looking around the pod for anything useful. I'd checked around months ago, but another pair of eyes certainly couldn't hurt. She found a pin on the ground. A pair of wings, usually they were on a hat or something to signify who was the pilot.
Jack: I hadn't realized this fell off.
Uzi: Probably in the landing or something. N! We found something in here!
We heard N wake up. And by that, I mean we heard him scream and hit the ground. While we were waiting for N. Uzi lifted her hair off her right eye and looked in the mirror. I wasn't sure what she was doing. Then her eye changed. The mirror shattered, and then her eye was back to normal. I had to stifle a scream. How did she have that thing? I thought it wasn't used in worker drones. Maybe they put it into the newer models. To make them more self-sufficient maybe? Stupid JCJenson. Stupid. Uzi and V gave me a weird look, due to me conjuring a sound akin to that of a strangled chicken. I just gave them a smile and quickly turned my back to them.
V looked to Uzi.
V: Well that's weird and concerning.
Uzi: Bite me! This is probably you weirdo's fault!
V: I've never seen that symbol before. Want to do an autopsy to find out?
V's autopsy plan was cut short by N descending down the ladder into the pod. Uzi stuck the pin to his hat. She had to stand on a crate to actually reach his head though.
Uzi: Did you know that was a pilot hat?
N: I was the pilot? Thats aweso- I crashed and ruined everything.
He quickly rid himself of this realization by giving V finger guns.
N: Spaceship pilot! Origin story.
V, unsurprisingly, hissed at N very aggressively, before going back to blowing bubbles. I wonder if V would like cats.
N: Speaking of piloting to earth, are we sure that killing all humans is uh, morally correct?
Jack: I've had my own concerns about that. Not the morals, just that I am human.
Uzi: Humans sent you without a communication relay and reformatted your memories to soup. Also you're fine Jack.
Jack: Aw, good to know you care.
She just looked at me annoyedly.
Uzi: Bite me!
Jack: Only if you ask nicely.
She did not respond to that. I took that as victory. Uzi turned back to the comms panel.
Uzi: Covering their tracks means they're passed negotiating. Not like they tried negotiating with my mom.
Uzi crushed the wrench she was holding. I always forget just how strong the drones actually are. Considering what I know about Uzi, and the records I had on some of the worker drones back before the incident, I have a few suspicions on who Ms. Doorman might be. With the recent mirror shattering, I'm pretty sure I know who she was. And I have a pretty good idea of what happened to her. V flung herself into Uzi's face, pulling her chain taut.
V: Or maybe you missed the negotiations. The humans programmed us to solve a problem, where's proof of your backstory? The one where your kind is so conveniently innocent?
Uzi seemed scared of the Disassembly drone inches from her face, and then looked annoyed and N gently moved her behind him, and I lightly pushed V back into her seat. Meeting N's gaze, I knew we'd come to the same conclusion.
N: J was getting orders from somewhere. If not the company, I'm not sure who.
Uzi looked annoyed, and then leaned against N.
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