Lost and Lonely [Male human reader x Murder drones]

Chapter 15: Escalation

L's POV

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...Huagh....

My head...

I open my eyes and... hear... voices...

"What do you mean, he knows Y/n!?" Shouts a female drone.

"I don't know... I heard him muttering it as he was shutting down from overheating!" Says another... male, sounding frantic.

I take a look at my surroundings.

I'm currently resting against a drop pod, and see oil stains on me, and an old worker head beside me... Empty...

I overheated... damn... I'm lucky... aren't I...

Wait...... They just said... Y/n's name... that.... means they must know him or recognize him... I hope he's ok... where's E...

"Bozos, he's awake." Says another female voice, sounding rather tense.

I see them both turn to me.

"State your designation, and tell us how you know Y/n." Says the female, with a stern voice.

"Ah..... well... I'm Serial Designation L... and... as for how I know Y/n... well... I found him... along with... my... captain... and he was in a bad state. To put it blunt, my captain... she has a... particular way of thinking... and... even if she is right sometimes... she can be... very... rough... and...... difficult, and... I couldn't let it happen to the kid... not the way she was wanting... though I nearly lost my life in the process... Is... he here?... Is he ok?... And what about my sister, E? They probably think I'm dead..." I say, somber.

I see them look at me confused.

"What... what is it?..." I ask.

"Well, ain't that the QUESTION of the fucking CENTURY!" Shouts the second female.

".. What?..." I ask, confused.

"The human, Y/n... he was kidnapped by a corrupted drone... with... some sort of... power or something. One second there... the next they were gone..." Says the first female.

... Oh no...

"... What about E?... Is she alright?" I ask.

E was with Y/n, judging from those footprints, along with that young worker drone... Annie...

"I'm sorry, we only know Y/n... he was by himself... seemed... very out of it... and sad too. I feel... bad for him." The male says.

....... By... himself?... But... but......

I stand up, shakily.

"... Are... are you sure?... There wasn't ANYONE with him?..." I ask, a horrible feeling placing itself in me.

"No... he was completely alone and didn't say a single thing about knowing anyone else..." The first female says.

I crumble to my knees, clutching the ground.

Y/n saved my sister... and... he seemed very attached to that young worker... if... if he never mentioned them... then... then!

"Oh no..." I mutter to myself, feeling myself about to cry.