Murder Drones : Born From Ashes REDUX

Snake Eggs in My Brain

The group gets jumped by Snake. What a wonderful world plays. Everyone but Stacy and N die.

"Hey Kyle" a mature feminine voice says from the tape player.

"How's it going? If you are listening to this, I'm glad you're still kicking. The boys and I are still doing our job, playing music for the troops at the bar. What are we playing? Jazz beats, a few lyrical pieces."

"Harry's a machine behind the piano, in a good way. Just a secret between the two of us, if your boys are listening, you might wanna get us some privacy."

"Look at me, talking like I'm actually there. God I hope this doesn't compress my voice too much... Alright, ready?"

"I got a few of the patrons together, we're planning to celebrate Joey's 7th birthday. Poor boy didn't even know what we were doing when we celebrated your 6th. We've got a few ribbons from the back storage. They're pretty brittle so we are going to string them up like streamers."

"Crisp has modified the sign we made for you, I hope you don't mind. He made the 6 look like a pretty convincing 7. He even did his name in his favorite color. So when you guys get back, I'm thinking about trying a few new songs that are installed on my drive. Remember that song Joey wanted to hear again "The Wonderful World"? Well, I kind of lied to him, I have it on me right now."

"I'll play it the day he returns. You'll guide him through the door and lift your hands off his eyes. I'm still trying to get a few notes correctly, I didn't even know humans had this much vocal range. This song is really really old. Did you know these things called rainbows are caused by refraction of water in the clouds by the Sun?"

"I'm thinking that maybe you should marry a girl who is your model. It wouldn't be awkward, and it would definitely stop people from mashing our names together. I could be like Auntie Reese, taking your kids out to the park while you and your wife enjoy your afternoon. We could be one big happy family."

"When the war ends, I want to see the first rainbow with you. Imagine, the smoke finally clears from the sky, you finally buy the apartment, it's summer time so it's raining, and the sky clears, letting the Sun break through, and then the rainbow spans across the sky... it's just wishful thinking. Here's the song I want Joey to hear, keep it a secret, ok?"

The bomber drone fired a long spear from its body, and Kyle's dead body fell into the van. Nectar burned through the walls of the van, Ruger dragged him in and slammed the door, before feeling deathly sick himself.

There would be only a few minutes of silence, accompanied by the soft singing from the player before the inevitable happened.

Ruger spasms in the back, he screams into the roof. N flinches from the noise as Stacy slams the breaks, causing the vehicle to skid and whip them around.

Ruger whimpers in pain, and rips his vest off. A small hole had burned at the center of his chest. Stacy slowly opened his chest, and the hole progressively got bigger. The nectar had melted a hole through his gut. Black resin coated the wound. He was one of them now. Stacy panicked, shutting his chest back in and getting oil from one of the boxes.

Stacy grabbed a tool kit from under one of the seats, trying to find some way to save him.

"The colors of the rainbow are pretty in the sky..."

Ruger screamed louder, the voice had overtaken them. Stacy took some tubing from the toolkit and tried melting the rubber over the hole. The drone pushed her away with his large arm, his violence still under control despite standing at death's door. The final stage was about to reach its end, Ruger's body went stiff, he stared at the tape recorder while his eyes tried to lock onto his only friend.

Stacy pleaded for Ruger to show any signs that he was still alive. She didn't want to lose the last thing that gave her a reason to return once the war ended.

"I watch them grow. They'll learn much more than I'll ever know."

She put Ruger's head against hers. He tried to talk sense into her, tell her this was the only way, he wanted to die as close to a human as possible.

N watched them, having freed himself from his bindings. The burning pain inside of him dulled. Stacy shouldn't have to be like him. He drew his VP-70, chambering a round into the gun.

"And I think to myself."

"What a wonderful world..."

Ruger's head exploded from inside, shards of plastic melted and molded to the interior of the van. His visor cracked into pieces, smoke trailed from his skull. His mouth remained closed. His hazmat suit melted a bit into the entry wound into his hard drive. Stacy looked up at the disassembly drone. He turned around and stuck the pistol back into his thigh.

"Well, stay outta trouble and don't play hero, you're already a hero to us and you don't gotta prove it to anyone else. The boys back here are excited to see you guys again. Love you Kyle. Your's truly, Reese."

Stacy and N continue their journey, its implied they are going to where they appear in "The Bad, The Undead, and The Vampire"