The Shift on Copper 9 Murder Drones X (G/N Nimona Y/N)

Uzi's First Step

      Uzi's P.O.V

   As I look around at my peers, I can't help but feel nervous. Everyone else had done their presentation already. Everyone except for me. It didn't help that Lizzy was giving me a condescending look, smirking in anticipation for my failure. Meanwhile Doll chuckles along with her. Hard to believe we used to be friends before her parents were killed in front of her.

   Back then, it was just the two of us against the world. Things were simple, fun even. We spent all of our time together. We were practically sisters, inseparable and always next to the other. Her mom would tell me stories about how she had spent time with mine. Her dad was really tight and close friends with mine. Everything was pleasant and sweet.

   We even came up with a cool badass nickname we would use all the time. We called ourselves, the "Violet Gals". I know it sounds super cheesy and unoriginal. We did it because of our hairs were a similar color. Bite me!!! It was one of the first things we ever did together. But things are horribly different from before. Now she acts like Lizzy's second in command. I swear, she acts like her “lapdog”, waiting for her master's approval. 

   Robot Jesus they act like two of the popular girls from those super old movies about mean highschool girls. All they're missing is another drone to act like the dumb, and or naive one. I just noticed the way she's been staring at me the entire time, as if she hadn't even blinked the entire time. I don't know what goes on inside her head anymore, nor do I care. I can't let my emotions get to me, not anymore.

   As I take a deep breath, I take one last look at my classmates. I knew that my teacher, and fellow peers wouldn't understand or listen to me. Some even treated me like a pariah my whole life. Most don't even know what my name is at all. If it weren't for the grown ups saying my name. Or the fact they all worship my dad, or the ground that he walks on. No one would hear, or remember it.

   This time, my presentation is going to change their minds. I could feel that this time was different than all the other times I've done a presentation. I was filled with determination. To not only bring the truth to the light, but to rally up my fellow drones to fight. It also helped that I also wanted to show everyone the sick as hell rail-gun. I made it out of spare parts I found outside the doors. My dad doesn't know anything about this obviously. He's too fixated on those stupid doors.

   I hear my name being called, the teacher's face showing a look of disinterest. The same one he has every other day. I have no idea why he became a teacher in the first place. I still can't believe he's Lizzy's dad. Then again I can't talk; mine's so obsessed with doors. He doesn't want to talk about mom at all.

   Everytime I ask him he always changes the subject, and avoids the question. While he gives a solemn look. It makes me stop asking anymore after I see his face. I know that he misses her dearly. I never knew her, she died when I was an infant. I only have a vague memory of her. All I have of her is a vague image of her and dad, holding me as an infant. It's blurry but I can distinctly remember the memory like it was just yesterday.

   I think that's why it still stings whenever I see Doll hang out with Lizzy. I know she was affected by her parents death by the Murder Drones. Seeing her face made me remember my goal. I take an enormous breath to calm myself down. As I get up, I pick up my gun. I gave a focused look at her, hoping that she would join me and fight back against the real threat.

   I turn my head one last time, taking one last look at everyone behind me. I then proceeded to put the flash drive with my visuals into the projector. I made a coughing sound to draw the attention of everyone, since they weren't even paying attention. They were too busy talking to each other to notice I was standing in front of the class. All except Doll, and Lizzy; who had a snide look that made me want to use my new made gun on her.