Why did he run out? I just said hi to him! I don't know what's going on, but it's something. I need to relax. I sit down and switch it over to our console. I boot up my favorite game and just try to relax. Just as the game is booting up, my phone rings, saying it's from room 30303. What could the WDF be calling about?
"Hello, is this Lukas Patrick?" The man asks me.
"Yeah, what's up?"
"We received a report saying that Lukas died and a Murder Drone is impersonating him."
"Huh? How? I'm not dead, and one of us would've heard if one broke through the door."
"I can't know what's going on without a visual. Come to the WDF office."
"Alright." I begin to make my way to the WDF main office, but nobody is around and I hear an announcement come over the speaker.
"Attention! A Murder Drone has been detected in the upper residential block. Please evacuate the hallway. A WDF force team has been sent to neutralize the threat." WHAT?! I dart to my room, which thankfully I wasn't too far from, and another one comes over the speaker. "The threat has entered room R-242. The upper residential hallway is now safe." I'm even more confused now. There's no way one is following me, right? I turn around and don't see anything. I call the WDF main office to tell them.
"Thank you for calling the WDF, how may I help you?"
"Yeah, that announcement you sent about a Murder Drone was completely wrong. I don't know what you're talking about but I'm in the room you said there was one in."
"And who is this?"
"Lukas Patrick."
"Lukas is dead."
"What?! I'm not dead! Who was that?!"
"He had long brown hair, a red hoodie, gray pants, white shoes, and glasses."
"That's what I wear!" I wonder how they know my exact appearance.
"That's exactly what we saw. Take a look at yourself in a mirror." Huh? How did they see a Murder Drone with my exact outfit? Don't they have white hair anyway? I go to my apartment's bathroom, and...
"Hey, you. What the hell are you doing?" I must've fainted. My vision unblurs and I see a Murder Drone, staring down at me. Oh my god, that's the one they were talking about. Wait, no, it's wearing a normal outfit for one. Looking at it tells me some basic info, like its name, type, ID, info...
NAME: SERIAL DESIGNATION K
TYPE: LOGISTIC SUPPORT DISASSEMBLY DRONE
ID: DD-12
NOTES: NONE
"LP, why are you lying on the floor?"
"Who's LP?" I'm nervous. Sure, my initials are LP, but nobody ever called me that.
"You. You're LP."
"I-I'm not though! My name's Lukas! Get away from me, you monster!"
"Look at yourself, buddy." I get up and look in the mirror, and see myself. I'm a monster!
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ULTRADRONES: MURDERKILL
FanficA teenager gets turned into the very thing that killed his parents. I don't have an upload schedule, so parts come out when they come out.
