Murder Drones Sibling AU

Angst rewrite

Read angst, enjoyed it, gets motivation

Rewriting the first angst chapter I wrote

TW: Self sleep deprivation(?), angst (I think 🤔🤔🤔), death of a loved one

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You become the person you pretend to be.

They look around the room, white walls, a bed, a desk and all that. They held a medium sized cardboard box, labeled "(Y/N)". "I had to end your mother's suffering, it was the only way" He hasn't been the same since she died. Maybe it was for the best to let the past be the past? Vivid imagery started playing in their head.

What seems to be some kind of landing pod lands making a dent in the earth. As more people surround the fallen object, three bright yellow X's appear. What everyone used to call "Murder Drones", fly out. They were significantly taller than the worker drones, slaughtering multiple workers before they could even have a chance to run. The family that day, was far enough from the hole to go into hiding.

All the survivors hide under a thick layer of ice hidden in plain sight. It was still dangerous both outside and in, Nori has suggested to build doors at the entrance to keep the "sky demons" out. As their father was still building the prototypes, they got in. Hundreds were murdered that day, Nori, however, did manage to escape, her healing capabilities useless against the nanite acid. (Y/N) didn't quite remember the rest of what happened to their mother, probably for the best.

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The memory clip ended. They stare at the wall for the next two minutes before snapping out of their daydream. Dissociating has been part of their daily life, maybe that's why they can't remember anything important, maybe that's why the memory files are lost, corrupted more like. They sigh, getting up from their seat, making sure that they don't wake anyone up, they slowly lift the door outside.

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The only other person who knows about these 3am outings is V. Not Uzi, not N, not the ghost of their friend, V. The only other one that puts up a fake personality that hasn't been well known for a long while, both in the fandom and canonly. The cold air blows onto their face as snow falls quietly. It was quite peaceful. Sure, life has been throwing repressed memories back at them, sure (Y/N)'s made friends with the very thing their whole clan was afraid of, sure crippling depression has found it's way back to the surface. But it was peaceful. And that's all they needed.

Uzi has been a little loud recently, the screams of worker drones after seeing their friends still rang in their ear somewhere in the distant, all they needed was peace and quiet. Even if it meant they had to sacrifice their sleep for it.

(Y/N) takes a stick, sits down in the soft snow, and starts doodling random images in the snow as another memory starts to play involuntarily.

Alarms blare in the distance, lights above flashing a bright red. She pushes them into a closet, slamming the door shut. They peak out through the gap in between the doors.

Darkness.

And with that, the memory ends. Snapping back into reality, confusion and a hint of panic setting in after the memory clip. Their core beat fast in their chest as they level their breathing. What the hell was that? "(Y/N)?", they spin around. V stood there worry written all over her face. She walks over, sitting down next to (Y/N). Neither of them say anything for the next minute. V didn't want to therapist (Y/N) and (Y/N) only needed someone to be with them in silence. Slowly, they start to nod off. Falling into light sleep on V's shoulders.

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this was bit of a cruddy chapter but I need to get something out