Murder drones oneshots

Close call

Requested by cfmot_fan1

Warning : There might be some grammar errors

"example" (talking)

'example' (thinking)

Remade : ✔

--Narrator--

This wasn't the first time that (Y/N) had tagged along with Uzi on her expeditions. She liked accompanying her for multiple reasons. The air was always a soothing cold, the stars shined bright, the two moons were beautiful and the overall calmness was a very appreciated change from the constant buzz and rush of the colony. Plus, (Y/N) got to spend alone time with her crush. But Uzi didn't need to know that last part.

"So, what are we after this time ?

To put it simply, we're looking for a super strong battery, it's green and glows."

Uzi replied as both drones continued to look through all the different corpses to no avail. (Y/N)'s hands were drenched in oil, and it almost made her gag.

"Maybe we could look inside that weird pod thingy ?"

(Y/N) said as she gestured to the pod behind her, trying to simply get the fuck away from all the corpses around her. Uzi hummed, looking at the pod before she walked over to and around it.

"Well there isn't a door on the sides.

-Maybe it's on the top ?

-Maybe, can you help me get up ?

-Sure thing. Just don't leave me alone with the corpses please..."

The (H/C) haired drone said as she walked over, standing right by the pod. Uzi took a few step backs as (Y/N) interlaced her fingers together and leaned forwards. Running up to the (E/C) eye'd drone, Uzi jumped onto (Y/N)'s hands who in return threw her hands upwards as hard as she could. Uzi landed on top of the pod with a loud clunk. Turning around, the purple drone leaned down, and helped (Y/N) climb up after her. Both drones then dropped down into the pod, through a hatch located in the middle of the pod's roof.

"Okay now let's be quick, I don't want to know what the murder drone looks like up close.

-You don't have to tell me that twice..."

(Y/N) replied as she and Uzi began rummaging through the pod. Opening drawers, looking through some discarded clothes, and even busting open one of the terminals of the pod. In the end, it didn't take long for the two drones to find what they were after. And now that they had what they had come for, the two drones got out of the pod, and just as they were about to exit the spire. Something heavy, and fast, crash landed close to them. The impact of said landing sent Uzi and (Y/N) soaring through the air in different directions, before gravity caught up to both of them. The two coming back down and crashing down onto the snow, a few meters away from their point of takeoff. (Y/N) barrel rolling for a bit before coming to a stop against a corpse. Bringing a hand to her head as she rolled over and sat up, the worker looked to her right at what had just landed and sent them flying like plastic in the wind. A murder drone. The genocide machine turned towards Uzi, its movements slow and deliberate as it walked over to the purple drone. All the while, Uzi, still dazed from her crash landing, attempted to crawl over to her railgun, only to have it kicked away by the disassembly drone like it weighed nothing. Then, the murder drone leaned down, grabbing Uzi by the throat and holding her up like she was a mere plushie. Chuckling quietly to itself as it watched the emo drone struggle against its tight grip. Seeing this, (Y/N) felt the oil in her veins boil, her jaw clenching as she grabbed a random sharp piece of metal. She staggered to her feet, and with her still wobbly balance, (Y/N) charged the distracted drone. Jumping up with all her might, she wrapped her left arm around the disassembly's drone neck, her feet dangling above the ground. Then, (Y/N) began stabbing the surprised murder drone in the visor.