Murder Drones (N's Twin Sister OC)

Chapter 1

Past:

"Cyn?" A drone steps in the room filled with dead bodies all around.

"H-Hello B... So glad you could join us." She licks the blood off her face as she hold a dead drone corpse.

"What did you do?"

"I got hungry so I was just feeding. Would you like to join me?"

"No! Are you nuts?! You killed everyone, Cyn!"

"Oh no, I would hoping you would say yes. We would've had just a nice dinner. Just two friends enjoying time together." Throwing the corpse away standing her focus on B.

"Where is N?" Her eyes shown worry looking for her brother.

"In a better place."

"What?"

"Don't worry, you'll be there too. Until I need you again." She pulls out her sharp blade from back looking at B with a crazy look.

"Cyn... please..." Taking a step back knowing what she's about to do.

"See you soon... B." Aims it directly to B chest pulling out her heart. "Stab."

B falls down to the ground as her oil seeps into the ground. Cyn watches with a smile on her face.

Present:

"Jesus B, you killed a whole lot of drones."

A female drone with ponytails said as she sees an another drone on a pile of worker drones. Her back was faced toward her as she hunched over the bodies.She turns to her covered in oil. A yellow X taking over her screen.

Her claws seeks onto one of the drones head, picking it up. Putting the head over hers letting the oil fall into her mouth. Throwing it to the side wiping her mouth with her other claw.

Her eyes turning to normal yellow pupils clearing her throat. "Sorry, Y'know I get crazy when I feed." Walking down the pile heading to the female.

"That's right." Another female with short bob hair lands down.Immediately putting away her wings. "This is why me and you get along just well."

"What'd you suppose N is doing? He's been at the base for awhile now. He was suppose to meet us here." B questions as she wipes the rest of the oil off of her.

"He probably forgot again. This is why he's the useless one out of all of us. Can't believe you guys are related. Or at least that's what they said." J crosses her arms as she rolls her eyes.

B sighs at her words. "He's trying. You guys are just hard on him."

V walks to the pile pulling out an arm. "Well he keeps making mistakes so we have to push him. He's getting soft and you know it." She uses the arm to make the hand point at her. "We're just giving him a nudge." V throws the arm back in the pile.

"Like forgetting who he was. And you beating him to the pulp saying if you had a choice you would kill him." She turns to J making her run the back of her neck chuckling.