Murder Drones Stories/Oneshots

♡Part 1: Still Here (Vizzy)

*Written 9/23/23. Takes place after Dead End. V's pov.*

I remember dying.

I remember the sentinels freezing me in place and tearing me apart. I remember my last words, "I trust you, Uzi." I remember all of that, but somehow I'm not dead.

The weird part? I'm not a clone either. I can't explain how I know I'm not, but I just *know.* Maybe I regenerated somehow? It shouldn't have been possible, but it's the only explanation I can come up with.

I'm right where I died. My glasses are in shards at my feet. Something came over me and I shoved them in my pocket. Maybe they could be fixed?

Looking around, th elevator is gone. Uzi, N, and Tessa must still be dow there. I cmt believe Tessa thought she could control the Sentinels! Idiot. She almost got everyone killed.

Oh...wait! That's *right*! She got *me* killed.

Right, well- since the elevator is gone, I can only go back and wait for them to come out. I really do hope they come out alive. I... have some apologizing to do.

I pick a random door and start walking. My joints feel sore and I don't really know if I'm in a good enough condition to b up and moving. If the Sentinels show up, fighting isn't going to be an option. Dying twice would be kinda lame.

As the hallway goes on I come across a familiar room, so I know I'm heading the right way. Or, at least, hope I am.

Taking a closer look at my surroundings, I notice it's the room where Uzi saved me. Ouch. That hurts for some odd reason. She still saved me... even after I was so awful.

Things weren't supposed to turn out like this.

I walk over to the bed Uzi had been strapped onto and sigh. Dried oil coats the surface of the bed and I wonder how much of it was hers.

I hate that it hurts me. I shouldn't care about her. She has N. N has her. They have each other and the don't *need* me. Isn't this what I wanted though? For N to be sage? To keep my distance?

So why does it still hurt? Why... do I still like him? Why do I like *her*?

Shaking my head, I rush out of the room. I just want to get out of here for tight now. I can think about my feelings later. Survival comes first.

I raced down the path I recognized until I burst out onto the snowy landscape of Copper-9. I thanked Robo-God that none of the doors I had to go through had been locked.

The cold and gentle touch of the snow was welcome. I hate being indoors. It reminds me of the manor. I don't like the memories that place gave me. At least, not the majority of the memories. N made it... sufferable.

Checking my internal compass for the direction of the Worker Drone Colony, I took off flying. The colony seems like a good place to wait, that's all. It has nothing to do with seeing Lizzy.

Okay.

Maybe it has a little to do with seeing Lizzy.

But I'm still going to wait for Uzi, N, and Tessa there! I'd just rather not wait alone. That's all... I hope.

It's refreshing to feel the wind catch under my bladed wings and lift me higher into the night sky. It feels calm up here with just me and the stars.

I was so focused on the sky that I accidentally flew over the colony and had to circle back. Glad no one saw that. That was embarrassing.

I immediately find Lizzy's window. My head buzzes, thinking of all the times before that I've done this. It feels dangerous but so good at the same time.

The moon was hidden behind a layer of fog, making the light of Lizzy's pink LED's shining through her window stand out in the dark even more.

I held my hand up to the window, ready to knock, but a soft sobbing from inside Lizzy's room stopped me. I wasn't sure if I should knock anymore.

No, if Lizzy is crying then I need to make sure she's okay.

I lightly rapped my knuckles against the glass and held my breath. A soft rustling came from within the room.

"It's me!" I called out. Realizing that doesn't identify me, I tried again: "I mean V! It's me, V!"

Another rustle followed by a loud crash.

The window flew open, revealing Lizzy. Her hair was down ad tangled, her eyes were red around the edges, and she was only wearing a black sport bra with pastel pink sweatpants.

My face scrunched in concern. "Is everything okay?"

In response, Lizzy silently scooted bac so I could climb through the window. I shut it behind me to keep the room warm.

Lizzy hugs me tighter than anyone has ever held me before. I can feel her hands clench the bac of my jacket as she sobs into my chest. Her whole body is shaking.

I try to hug her back and show that I care, but it's been so long since the last time I was hugged that I don't know if I'm doing it right. I lower my voice and whisper in what I hope is a comforting tone, " Hey, I've got you. It's okay. You want to tell me why you're crying?"

Lizzy grips my shirt tighter. "Idiot!" she yells into my chest.

"W-what?" I stammer in surprise.

Lizzy let's go of me and takes a few steps back, her fists trembling at her sides. Tears roll down her face as she yells, "Uzi messaged me through Thad saying you were dead! I thought I was alone again, asshole!"

I step towards her, trying to calm her down. "I'm not going anywhere without a fight, okay? I promise I'll be here to take care of you and protect you." My voice is filled with conviction and I speak without thinking too much, but I mean it all. Every word.

I hope she knows that.

Lizzy looks so small and in pain, it breaks something inside of me. I close the gap between us and hold her face in my hands, wiping her tears away with my thumbs.

"I'm staying right here, okay?" My voice quavers. I'm not sure why.

Lizzy nods and whispers in a unsteady voice, "Thank you, V."

My whole body feels warm. Right now, my sole purpose is to protect this girl- even if that's the opposite of what I'm programmed to do. Something stronger than code tells ne to keep her safe, but I don't know what it is.

I picked her up princess style and carried her to her bed. It's late and she needs rest. She's strangely lightweight, even for a worker drone. I set Lizzy down on her bed and tuck her in under the pink, fluffy covers.

I'm about to curl up on the floor when I feel Lizzy grab my hand. "Lay with me?" Her voice is strained. "Please?"

The familiar buzzing feeling is back. I nod quietly and climb onto rhe bed next to her.

At first, I tried to keep a socially acceptable amount of distance between us, but that quickly fails. With the pink LEDs shining down on us, I notice Lizzy's hair is in her face. I reach over and move her hair behind her. She smiles softly, not meeting my eyes.

I quickly withdraw my hand and avoid looking at her. I feel arms wrapping around me, so I wrap my arms around Lizzy too. She hidez her face in the crook of my neck. I can feel the core in her chest beating in time with mine as her body presses against mine.

What if I didn't keep my distance? It hasn't exactly helped before. Maybe I could stay close and keep her safe? That way she won't get hurt.

Maybe there was a reason I wanted to see her.

Maybe I do like her.

Which, I suppose, laying in bed with the girl you like while she's not wearing a shirt is pretty gay. Why hasn't she put a shirt on?

Whatever.

All that matters is keeping Lizzy safe. Anything else is a tomorrow problem!

"Goodnight, V," Lizzy murmurs sleepily. I shiver.

"Goodnight, Lizzy." I can hear the smile in my voice.

I think things will be okay.

♡Part two is pre-written and coming soon♡