The Kind Dog and Sassy Cat (Codegold/NxJ)

Chapter 1: Worker Drones

Ever since J, N and V arrived on copper-9, they've terrorized the worker drones to the point where the outside population were in the single digits. For Many years they've hunted using their advanced missiles, swords, claws, and tail to kill, eat, and drink the oil of worker drones. They were given a task from a signal of unknown origin and the trio's last memory was 3 of them waking up on the spaceship with N piloting it. They also somehow remember getting a job from the company that made them; jcjenson, to exterminate and kill all the Worker drones on copper-9, Even if they never wanted to kill WD, they still had to kill them to drink their oil and stop themselves from overheating. With N's terrible piloting he made the trio crash land onto copper-9 but mainly unharmed since their new bodies allowed them to regenerate and resist high amounts of damage. Their time on copper-9 started with them immediately killing and exploding tons of curious worker drones who investigated their crash.

As years went by they built a spire using the corpses of their hunt. J was considered the leader of the squad, her leadership was definitely something to say the least, even if she was mainly a jerk and rude to her squadmates, she had the most kill count normally going over her kill quota while also keeping in track of her,and her squadmates kill quotas, and her squad's motivation. She didn't feel the programming of a leader, but she definitely felt it since she was doing a good job at it. V was...a psychotic and bloodthirsty female drone who kept always wanting to go on hunts just for the sake of her strange addiction to killing, she too would go over her kill quota almost attempting to beat J's but unsuccessful almost every time, Still tho...J would be proud of V for making sure her kill quotas were on point. N on the other hand...is a bit inconsistent, his kill quota is always just at the exact number needed, normally that would be a good thing if it weren't for his final kills being so late.

Normally when V wasn't on task with her kills or organized, J would immediately scold her and tell her to fix her problem ASAP, This was what V saw in J. N would try his best to be organized and was organized, but his kills weren't meeting the quality of his organization, everytime N thought about what J does to V, he'd get terrified of being yelled at or being hurt since it was something N didn't want at all. But eventually J would always confront him about his kill quota, and everytime N would be terrified to the point where he was ready to beg on his knees for mercy. But instead...J was nicer to N...compared to V. She would give tips on getting more kills, be more supportive and even teach N about some abilities that he never knew he had. She would occasionally insult or scold N but it was abnormally different compared to V's treatment. Every time N thinks back to J treating him differently apart from V he'd feel weirded out and ask himself, "why am I getting treated nicely but V is not?". V would get a little concerned too every time she saw their leader treating the worst one in the group the nicest. But N nor V wouldn't question it as there was nothing wrong that came to it, everyone met their kill quota, everyone was organized and neat, this made N and V trust J on doing her job, sure it seemed like she was picking favorites, but nothing wrong was happening overall.

N was on his way and flying back to the spire. He has just gotten another kill for his quota but he has a lot of catching up to do since he needs a total of 14 more in order to meet the criteria for the kill count. Normally back in the early days of copper-9 when the DDs first arrived, 14 drones weren't that big of a deal. But now the numbers were scarce and limited, as theoretically said by J, "within this entire plot of arctic waste there's probably around 20 outside with the rest of the hundreds and thousands hiding inside different bunkers". N saw the spire ahead and was a thousand ft away, he started to tear apart the WD corpse in his hands, he sipped and sucked the WARM SWEET oil spilling as he tore the body apart, he also started to eat the entrails and the body parts. He started to wonder...J and V met their quotas for the week and both of them were now just waiting for N, He stopped mid flight holding the dead worker in his hands as he looked it,