Murder Drones: The Outcast and the Rebel

The looming crucible

The Crucible station was a wonder in engineering it's sharp design and overall unknown power source was impressive especially after JCJensons falling out with many contractors. The lack of proper paneling and the dark grey exterior showed that despite the station's great size and power it wasn't completed. Inside the large station was large hallways covered with tubes and wiring all connected to various systems within the station.

One door opened and two Disassembly Drones walked through, the first having red eyes and sensors wearing a black trench coat and having a modified tail was Serial Designation A, Leader of the Higher Ups and the strongest of them.

The Disassembly Drone had a modified armored frame and much like I wore a helmet that covered his face. The notable differences was the height and the helmet having a yellow visor along with a shield secured to his right shoulder.

A: We have a lot to do S... I'm sure I can trust you to provide a good plan on dealing with the rebellion.

S: Of course ma'am, I've prepared a adequate battle plan. The crucible has been armed and is prepared for any air based offenses. Though could I  ask a question ma'am?

A: Proceed.

S: While I am thankful for the promotion to the Higher Up position, I do not understand why I have not been informed of what happened to cause this.

A: It is something that is far more complex than both of us understand S. But understand that your services are needed.

S stayed silent and while it was clear he understood, A was already starting to miss I's responses as S was a drastically different type of person. Both of them continued to walk through the hallway until they reached a large doorway that required specific identification to enter and S saluted and turned around to wait as A went forward. A went through with the door shutting behind her and looked on at the second set of doors that were now opening as she had to prepare herself the best she could as she walked into the control room as she liked to call it or as the others would say Upper Managment's quarters.

A's eyes landed on the empty seat that was typically occupied by her but oddly enough she wasn't there... which meant!

Cyn: -sneak attack-

A felt Cyn grab her arm and while she initially did jump as Cyn persisted in being her usual quirky self though A being truly afraid of the girl was something that could rarely ever happen. A brushed herself off as Cyn moved towards the chair and sat crossing her legs as she wore a Chesiree smile.

Cyn was different from her original shell and A always had to remind herself of that. Cyn's "abilities" were hard to understand what also added to A's confusion was the excitement in Cyn's voice as she was unsure of how she'd be after I stopped reporting in.

A: It's good to see that you are in high spirits Cyn.

Cyn: -Head tilt- Who said I was of high spirits... my anger is beyond mortal understanding -smile- but now we get to raze this planet and it's inhabitants... it will help me in processing my emotions.

A: Oh... are you alright?

Cyn: I'm more than happy Achlys... but I am also sad and angry it is annoying.

A: I'm sorry to hear that Cyn but I'll make sure that we destroy this planet it's taken far too much company resources and drones. V will answer for this... even if I have to force her to answer.

Cyn smiled and moved herself to the middle of the room.

Cyn: -Curious expression- Odd that you went through with allowing her to go on this planet with little to watch over her. I figured you pitied her for my brother's... incident.