The Fury Of A Wholesome Killer Boy 2: Turf Wars

The Rival Alpha

The only thing flooding Uzi's audio sensors was ringing at first.

The worker drone let out a pained groan, a throbbing pain beating through her CPU as her system began to recover from the EMP and the shutdown it had forced itself to go into. It was frankly a miracle that her system even stayed intact, most worker drone's internal electronics would have gotten fried at the range she had gotten shocked from. Perhaps it was a testament to Uzi's strength.

As her optical calibrators came online and began to create a visual output for the drone, she became aware of a single bright yellow light shining into her vision. It was blinding, and Uzi felt herself squint from how it was intruding shone straight onto her visor. As her memory chip kicked back into action, Uzi remembered her last encounter with the two murder drones. Oh crap, was she dead? Perhaps the light was the comforting rays of robo-heaven, ready to accept her into its fold!

Upon the synthetic nervous system starting up again and Uzi feeling the biting chill of Copper-9 begin to brush against her casing, she realized that she certainly hadn't ascended to the digital aether. Dammit. Then what was that light?

More objects began to manifest as purple static began to flicker over her visor, blurry visions of distant buildings and the faint movement of snow blowing through the sky. Her head moved upward slightly as Uzi gained back control over her motor functions, and she attempted to look around the light, but it was far too encompassing in its luminosity. Perhaps it was the planet up above, or a particularly bright star in the sky.

Her confusion increased tenfold when the light moved, and then backed off slightly. However, as her optics returned to full working order, Uzi let out a gasp upon realizing that it wasn't a star or a planet at all, but an eye . An eye of a disassembly drone.

"WOAH WOAH WOAH! WHAT THE HECK!" Uzi shrieked, instantly snapping back to full lucidity and attempting to get to her feet. It was then that she realized her arms were behind her back, and through a little bit of struggling, she deduced that she had been tied up with some kind of steel cable.The murder drone backed up, eye brighted in surprise upon seeing her prey suddenly wake up so quickly, and the reputation this drone had built up still made her a danger to be around despite the murderous creatures taking extra precautions in making sure that she was properly stuck and secured in order to prevent any escape or retaliation.

"Damn, did expect it to be so feisty..." the murder drone murmured to herself, watching with amusement as Uzi fumed upon hearing this. Clearly, the little oil can was not going to die quietly, oh well, struggling is fun too.

"W-who are you!? Where am I!?" Uzi quickly fired out her questions, not expecting a proper answer but still wanting to express her anger and maybe try and pry out some clues about where she was and what was going on while she worked on getting herself out of the mess she had found herself in.

"Woah, chill out tin can, struggling isn't going to help you," the murder drone said in an oddly casual tone, Uzi squinting her eyes with mild pain upon attempting to meet eyes with the figure, "After all, you're on top of a skyscraper!" She spread out her arms in some strange caricature of joy, making Uzi's eyes widen in alarm. ' What. ' Looking around, the worker drone could indeed tell that she was sitting on top of a building, and she could only see the faint outlines of other, even taller structures off in the distance, shrouded by night. The wind was screeching and snow was constantly assaulting both drones, but they paid them no mind.

"First off, don't call me tin can. Second, you still haven't told me who you are," Uzi snapped, glaring harder at the drone. Her glare softened slightly when the murderer shifted her posture to look more closely at the worker drone, perhaps as a form of intimidation. That wasn't what concerned her, no, it was how different the creature looked compared to its brethren.