What kinda sci-fi bullshit is this? (Murder drones)

Adjusting and settling in.

One of my friends wished for wings so..here ya go 
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Those three weeks passed by almost way to fast and she seemed to be in great health as she passed all the tests and examinations the med bay drones had for her and discovered some changes to her biology, she was stronger then the average human, she could lift metal cargo crates with ease, she was definitely faster then the worker drones and much more durable but that bit might just be from great human endurance.

when they had done a physical examination to ensure she wasnt injured from cryo sleep somehow they found she had two large-ish slits on her back, going from her shoulder blades to mid back. When a doctor drone named Doctor Finnley had poked and prodded the areas they felt as if there was something underneath it, taking a small medical instrument he carefully opened the slit slightly before the man was sent back into the wall as a large black feathered wing which sent the med bots into a research frenzy which consisted of confused bots diving as far into history as possible, some believing her to be a monster and one bot wishing to preform an autopsy and dissection to which Nessa nearly attack said drone if (Y/n) did grab her arm.

Before anyone fought more the head researcher and medical chief cleared her throat before speaking. "She has not proven to be a harm to the colony and could prove useful as well as a great research opportunity we cant afford to lose, the final decision is such (Y/n) will not be touched without consent for experimentation that could result in the ending of her life." A thumbs up from her was given as Nessa signed in relief.

with her release from the medical bay came the problem of where she was going to go and where she was going to sleep although lucky for her Nessa had told (Y/n) that the girl could stay with her for how ever long she liked, (Y/n) almost sobbed with joy as she didnt have a way back to her own universe (not like she told anybody in her reality they are simply animated characters). In a way in this universe Nessa had become her mother and Nessa was happy to take in and care for the young human like her own.

Nessa had also been kind enough to show her around the Colony, introduce her to drones and help her figure out what was edible and what was not, when (Y/n) moved in and had a shower she swore it was the best she felt in months, (Y/n) also noticed that instead of being 23 she had been turned back to 17, she guessed that for future events being younger would be needed.

Despite being human she was actually pretty liked by most of the colony, mainly its younger population- save for some adult drones- she was glad to have not been ostracized by her peers and was happy they didnt care that she was human. One drone in particular that she seemed to bond with was Uzi f'ing Doorman, yeah that Uzi Doorman (dont know how many other Uzi Doormans you know) (Y/n) found it pretty easy to befriend Uzi despite the other drones being put off by her rebellious and head bite-y demeanor and could not for the life of them remember her name for some odd ass reason? anywho.

One time Uzi had invited her over to hangout and (Y/n) realized that she couldnt find Uzi's railgun anywhere but she saw many parts of..whatever metal pieces scattered around the desk in the drone's room, she looked over at the desk in feigned curiosity already knowing what Uzi was making. "Hey Uzi, what are those parts for? i know your room is messy sometimes but that looks like your building something." She joked as Uzi grinned evilly before cackling and pulling a blueprint out from said desk's drawer and presenting it to (Y/N). 

"THIS! is what those parts are for! this super sick as hell railgun! you know how we have this end of the year presentation for class?" Uzi explained

"I mean...i believe so, im in the same class as you." 

Uzi rolled the railgun blueprint back up and stuck it back into the drawer, closing it. "I cant stand the fact that we just sit in this hole and rot, we have no offensive weapons against those- those!-"

(Y/n) looked at Uzi struggling to find the right words, she knew exactly what Uzi was trying to refer to as she tilted her head finishing the female drone's sentence. "rats with wings?" she offered.

"Yes!" Uzi exclaimed. "They have us trapped in here while we wait for them to leave which i doubt would happen." Uzi rolled her glowing purple eyes with an annoyed expression on her faceplate. "Or we wait for them to break in here and murder all of us! sorry dad but i dont think im just going to await my death peacefully." 

(Y/n) let out a 'hmp'. "Seems fair." whilst she shrugged her shoulders as Uzi sat down on her bed, making room. "You should help me or leave, i dont care." (Y/n) snorted at Uzi's attempt to seem indifferent before walking over to the bed.

"You'd miss me to much if i left this early." She responded with a snarky smile as she crawled onto the bed and began helping Uzi build her weapon of mass destruction into the late hours of the night.

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IM SORRY ITS SO FUCKING SHORT THIS TIME IM BEING IMPATIENT AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

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