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Complete, First published Oct 08, 2020
Mature
When one's dreams are a reality, how does one alien take it?
As a dream, or reality?

(Prompt: An alien shoots a human into ashes)

(One Week Stories: #1)
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You are a member of a dying production of worker drones.......some say you are the last of your kind You knew almost next to nothing about your kind as even the colony who raised and forced you to grow up knew about them since they were rarely seen them as the parent company didn't make many of them for one reason or another. All you knew was that you were different from your worker drone peers, including having vast knowledge of human and drone anatomy despite being so young. The colony has dubbed you the "medical drone" and made you the doctor of the colony. You were taken care of because if you died, the colony dies along with you, but that came with great responsibility that was much for someone as young as you, but had no choice but to grow up for everyone's sake. But what happens when your childhood friend, a rebellious teenage robot named Uzi, drags you to one of her adventures? Only one way to find out