Murder drones oneshots

You're mine

Request made by cfmot_fan1

Warning : There might be some grammar errors

"example" (talking)

'example' (thinking)

Remade : ✔

--Narrator--

V was sitting in her chair, like usual, blowing bubbles, spinning her chair. Simply trying to find anything to distract herself from just how bored she was, chained, and stuck in the drop pod. It felt like torture to her, she had always been one to always move around, soar through the sky, and get that synthetic adrenaline pumping. But now she couldn't even leave the pod, something that made her hate the tight space. She wasn't claustrophobic, but she had scanned her surroundings so many times out of boredom, that she had accidently burned the image of the inside of the pod into her memory banks. And she hated it. Though before her anger boiled to the point where she'd break her chains, and stopped caring about N's feelings and safety, someone dropped into the pod.

"Oh... You."

V said, her voice filled with venom as she glared at the purple drone. Uzi didn't even bother to respond, which, even if odd, didn't tip off V too much. And so, the disassembly drone simply turned her chair to the side. Meanwhile, Uzi plopped a toolbox on one of the panels. Opening it, she barely paid attention to the cables, bolts, and other tools in there... No... Her digital cameras were both laser focused on two things : A modified virus chip, and a brick.

"Yeah, yeah. Bite me V."

The purple drone said, doing her best to not let her nervousness seep into her voice as she faked rummaging through the toolbox. Sending a glance at V from the corner of her eye, Uzi saw how V was looking away, blowing bubbles.

'Now or never.'

She thought, swinging at the back of V's neck. The virus chip latched on, and started working.

"What the-?!"

The disassembly drone didn't even have time to finish her sentence before her whole body tensed. V's body freezing in place as the virus forced her movement systems to shut down.

"It's a modified virus chip from V's chip gun. Don't bother trying to move. It won't work..."

Uzi began, her voice flat and neutral, a stark contrast to her shaky hands as she walked back to the toolbox and grabbed the simple brick.

"You're probably wondering why I modified the chip. I could have just slapped it on the back of your neck and watched you shut down in a few minutes. But that's not what I want..."

She explains, slowly turning around the chair V sat on, so that the paralysed drone would be facing her, before tilting V's head upwards slightly.

"I didn't want you to simply have your systems shut down... I wanted to do this myself. And I wanted you to feel all of it."

Without further exposition, Uzi raised the brick and swiftly brought it back down. The sound of shattering glass abruptly overshadowed by the satisfying crunch of V's internal components was like music to Uzi's ears. Pulling the brick out of V's face, Uzi looked at V, examining the wound on the right side of her visor, where he digital eye would be.

"Alright, now that I have a window in, the fun can begin..."

Uzi said, tilting V's head back down so she could be in range of the five yellow optic sensors on her head.

"You ready V ? Just kidding, I don't care."

Without waiting, Uzi's fingers dip into the hole in V's visor, grabbing on the edge of the broken glass from the inside, and slowly pulling harder and harder. Putting her other hand on V's shoulder so that she wouldn't tip forwards. The glass slowly cracked, the sound of the breaking glass a symphonic melody to Uzi's non-existent ears. All the while, V could feel **everything**. From the pulsing pain in her visor, to the skull splitting pain of the slowly spreading cracks as Uzi pulled harder and harder. As the glass finally broke, sending shards falling to the ground of the pod.