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PHASE ONE: IT WAS ALL YELLOW...

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Fear. She knew it well. At least she thought she did...

‘002’, known by the worker drones as just Nori, is someone most would actively avoid.

She was loud, obnoxious, and always screaming weird things like “BITE ME” when she was frustrated with someone… 

Let's just say that she wasn’t well liked, by both dronekind and mankind alike. Her smarts, current status as property of the ‘Cabin Fever Labs’ (and now magic demon abilities), are what kept her from being junked by the humans.

For a very long time, being thrown out (which almost always results in the death of a drone), would be what she feared most.

But now, boy oh boy, death would be a gift she would willingly take with open arms!

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It was a Wednesday.

For everyone on Copper-9, humans and drones were going about their days like normal. Well, mostly the humans. Drones were seen as servants, or in even worse cases, slaves.

Despite being clearly sentient, most people decided to gaslight themselves into believing otherwise. How could a robot, created by humans, truly be sentient?

Besides, it kept them from feeling anything for them, as they were what inevitably destroyed Earth a few years back. The wound was still fresh, after all!

And what better to do than take your anger out on a drone, beings who if they fought back would be decommissioned no matter what?

It was basically free therapy for most people! 

...

In a deep underground facility, the Cabin Fever Labs, three armed guards were moving along a chained up drone with purple hair and eyes.

Nori has been dragged through these cell filled halls countless times over the last two and a half years...

Ever since the fall (and eventual consumption) of planet Earth, the surviving humans tried to do everything they could to figure out what exactly went wrong. Humans have been living on other planets too of course, but those planets too have been slowly being wiped out from the unknown entity, dubbed as the solver of the absolute fabric.

That is what the wannabe god called itself, at least. 

Despite their best attempts, they just could not figure out why it was doing this, it barely gave them any leverage.

What they did know was the symbol that was etched onto the surface of those other planets’ remains. The very same symbol that was currently glitching out wildly on Nori’s otherwise blank visor. 

All of the scientists, and even the lowly interns in this lab were collectively under the assumption that what they were doing could kill everyone on this planet as well.

But if they didn’t do this, the solver would show up and murder them all regardless!

While everyone was terrified and for good reason, the scientists still wanted, no, needed to know more about why the solver was doing all this!

To understand what could, or should not be understood. As scientists often do.

The idea of finally killing this thing for good was a better option than just sitting around waiting to die, and if they couldn’t figure out how to do it, well shit, they were going to die anyway.

Might as well go down fighting back, right?

Drone’s rights be damned.

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["You can’t just keep letting Nori get possessed by that demon! It’s going to not just kill her, but everyone on this damned planet! I know you all know this!"] another drone screamed at the guards from her cell, while Nori was being dragged roughly behind them chained up and unconscious.

This new drone had crimson red colored optics, and deep indigo dyed hair.

She was Nori’s Russian sister, ‘Yeva’. 

Yeva was normally a very shy woman (with the exception of one very special man~) and also happened to have those magical demon abilities.

However, for some reason the solver has been affecting Nori much more over recent weeks in comparison to the two and a half years prior in their entirety, which made Yeva both concerned, but also very curious.

She has been possessed by the solver before too, but it usually only happened under extremely stressful and/or traumatising circumstances... 

(Well, more traumatising than usual at least, given their current status as actual lab rats.)

“Shut your mouth you damned toaster! If we die out for good, you will have nothing left but rubble and remains! Pieces of garbage you lot are, I will never understand why that one jumpy intern is nice to all of you!

Also, how the hell did you open up your cell, commie??” one of the guards, Scott, screamed at Yeva.

“I’m right behind you by the way, asshole.”

The three guards turned around and jumped a bit, completely spooked by the man's sudden presence. 

Ironic.  

His name was ‘Mitchell Rosswell’, just an intern who has been with the company for almost two years now.

Mitchell totally wasn't only on Copper-9 to begin with for the sake of running from the sins of his parents, particularly his mother.

Totally not!

He heavily regretted giving up his coffee shop to come work here, but he needed to make sure these poor drones at least had someone that cared for them in this hellhole!

…

Even though he didn't need to do this unless inside the cathedral, Mitchell loved wearing that iconic gas mask of his! He looked like a badass!

People would often make fun of him for being a ginger (don't bully gingers folks) so he got to cover his hair up as well.

Most people hated that he was here at all, with the exceptions of both Nori and Yeva. 

But everyone loved the coffee he would bring in for all his fellow staff on the daily, it was the main reason he had not been fired. His coffee making skills were just that good. 

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“Jesus Christ dude, you have to stop doing that!” one of the other guards said as she was panting heavily from his sudden jumpscare. 

“Light on your feet, eh coffee bean?” Scott chuckled darkly in the face of the other man who was now in front of him. 

“You do that again, and I may just shoot you by accident in self defense! Wouldn’t that be a shame?”

Mitchell ignored that comment, knowing Scott did not have the balls to follow through with such a dumb threat. 

“You do realize these drones have actual sentience right?? Most don't, but these ones do!

They are not just toys to be dragged around, drugged up, and played with! Or, especially in 002 and 048’s cases, infected with some demon virus! Sure they may not be human, but they are still people!

If anything happens to them, the company would be the real ones at fault for infecting them with the solver to begin with!”

Mitchell tried to argue, but the three guards simply scoffed at him.

“If you love them so much, then maybe you should stay with them in their cells, Mitchy!” The female guard, Amy said.

Scott shoved Mitchell into Yeva’s holding cell thinking that was a great idea, hard enough to hear a thundering crack as he fell, while the third guard, Evan, locked the gate back up quickly. 

["MITCHELL!!"] Yeva screamed, tending to the fallen man, trying to help him to his feet. 

She quickly realized his arm was broken as he winced in pain.

The guards continued walking away, chuckling up a storm as the still unconscious Nori was dragged along in golden chains.

...

“Fucking s-scumbags…” Mitchell whined quietly, as another drone in the cell, this one being chained to the wall, decided to laugh a bit at him. 

“You too Alice, you psychotic southern-themed psychopath!” he sneered with a bit of venom coming from his voice now.

“While I do feel bad fer yer arm, I can’t help but just laugh at how utterly useless ya are! Talk all that talk, and ya just let them walk all over ya! Ya gotta learn how to stand up fer yerself!

And I know ya totally can, put those rock hard abs to good use dude!” Alice responded with a smug smirk on her face. 

Yeva scoffed at her “friend”, as she finally was able to help Mitchell back up to his feet. He was the one human on this goddamn planet that was nice to her and her fellow drones, so she felt the need to be nice right back to him! 

(She totally didn’t love him or anything... n ope! Not at all! Totally!)

["Was Nori being possessed again?"] Yeva asked Mitchell with worry in her eyes.

“I’m not sure to be honest with you… the solver symbol is glitching out on her screen like crazy, but… the colors are off? It’s pretty… but also pretty weird.”

["Weird how? Colors? As in plural? That’s possible??"] Yeva asked Mitchell, panicking a little bit more now, on the outside too.

“Well, normally Nori has purple optics, r-right? But when she’s in possession mode, they become yellow? Well, the symbol has both colors right now. Which is both a new development, and also completely u-unheard of, you are correct in that, Yeva.”

["We need to follow them… if what you are saying is true, then something is very, very wrong.

Even for a normal drone that would be strange, but Nori? She loves her purple optics! It’s part of her charm! The scientists are playing a dangerous game here, and I don't like it one bit!"]

“I completely agree with you, but how do we go about doing that? The cell door is locked now! We can’t just - wait... wasn’t the cell door opened before I got shoved in here and those assholes broke my arm?

How did you even manage to open it anyways?” Mitchell curiously asked.

["Demon powers. Duh~"] Yeva sarcastically responded, as the symbol of the the solver swirled around in her palm.

“But how did you break the shock collar?? Those things are supposed to be unbreakable AND un-hackable!”

“That would be my handiwork, Mitchy” Alice remarked.

“Ya know very well how there's not a single thing that I can’t break~!”

“Yeah, I am well aware. Management said you were the one that killed 012, 007, 008, Mike, Jaune, and many others in the “Friday Night Bingo” incident a few weeks ago!

With a sledgehammer - somehow?? How the fuck did you even manage to get one of those in this place anyway?” Mitchell wondered.

“Alice magic. Just not the cursed quirky demonic kind…. a woman never reveals her secrets!” she snapped back.

["We should leave her here chained to the wall, agreed Mitchell?"] Yeva asked him.

“Oh yeah lol totally.”

“HEY! DON’T JUST WALK AWAY FROM ME MITCHY! YEVA HELP!! I WILL KICK YOUR ASS LATER IF YOU DON’T UNCHAIN ME RIGHT NO-”

["Shut the fuck up Alice, nobody loves you!"] Yeva said as both her and Mitchell slowly started making their way down the cell halls towards the long stairway to the outside.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-”

…

MEANWHILE, IN THE VOID

…

Nori awoke with a jolt, surrounded by complete darkness.

There was no light to be seen anywhere. Though somehow, whatever this experience is was less terrifying for her than being forced to watch through her own eyes when she wasn’t in control of herself anymore.

She didn’t know too much about the solver, but she does know what it did to Earth, and what it is still capable of...

Nori understood why the humans were trying to figure out its plans of course, but that doesn’t mean she didn’t think it was also incredibly stupid!!

That thing would kill them all. Drones included, if it gets its way!

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The purple drone walked around for a bit.

Somehow this void of eternal emptiness was walkable. She didn’t want to open that can of worms though, for her own sanity.

She was already insane enough to most people, better not make it even worse somehow... if that was even a possibility anymore.

“A-Anyone here?” she asked out into the void.

“Nah, why would there be? There’s not even any light. Of course I’M the one to get stuck in this situation! Have I finally completely lost it? Am I dead?? Am I-”

“You are not d-dead” a frail voice interrupted Nori while she was outwardly spiraling to herself.

Nori jumped a bit in shock (much like those shitty guards lmao) and her optics widened as she saw a small drone child(?) with yellow eyes, silver hair, dressed up in a maid uniform.

At least she assumes the girl was a child. She could be older than her for all Nori knew... hell, she doesn't even know where she is in the first place, and is also under the assumption that she has lost the plot entirely!

Or maybe she was just tripping balls again?

“WHO THE HELL ARE YOU? WHERE AM I? WHAT IS THIS??” Nori screamed at the supposed child.

The tiny yellow eyed drone scowled in annoyance at the bombardment of questions. She knew that didn’t have much time here to get free, and didn't appreciate getting yelled at, especially by some strange lady that seems to have a weird obsession with the color purple.

“M-my name is Cyn. Or at least it was , before that… that th-THING stole my identity! Using my body to do horrible… horrible things! And I’ve been force d to watch it all! I couldn’t save my brother or his friends! I’m a complete w aste of a life! Useless!! I will never un derstand why I had to wake up back in that damned dump, but I wish I n-n ever had!”

Cyn was having a complete mental breakdown, and now Nori felt bad for freaking out in front of the poor girl.

A mentally unwell one at that…

Wait…

“Did you just say that YOU are the solver???

Or at least, it’s puppeteering your body as the main host?? Like it’s probably doing to mine right now?”

“Oh d-dear robo-god, you’re a-another solver use r?” Cyn asked shyly. 

She didn’t know what was going on completely either, but what she did know is that she only had a small amount of time before the solver took her back into its control. 

“W-What is y our name?” Cyn asked.

“Nori.”

“It m-must be tryin g to find a new main h-host. My c-code is incomplete and corrupted, which is w-why I was dump ed in the first place. It needs someone s-s-stronger! I don't want to be a-abandoned and alone all over again!! And I don’t want t o be forced to h-hurt anyone else ever a-a gain either!”

Cyn cried out in sheer agony, trembling and falling down in tears.

Nori felt awful for the poor maid girl, now knowing whatever the solver is was also using who is clearly the “patient zero” as a puppet as well.

Yet another victim in its schemes!

That's what everyone is to it. Drones, and even humans alike.

Puppets...

Toys...

Dolls...

And Nori was no Doll!

...

Nori held out her hand trying to lift Cyn up to her feet.

However, the exact second she grabbed the girl’s hand, yellow and purple lightning started flashing around them... slowly at first, but then proceeded to speed up rapidly!

The once eternally empty void began erupting with golden and purple lights flying around everywhere.

“WHAT IS HAPPENING???” Nori screamed.

"I D-DON’T KN OW???" Cyn also screamed.

The two women felt their bodies melting away… but also merging somehow?

Both of their optics hollowed out in fear, until even their optics became one gooey mess of flesh and metal. Both women realized very fast that there was no stopping whatever this was.

It happened too quickly to even comprehend, and neither had the time to even attempt to do anything about this!

Once their bodies had merged, their memories were next in line to become mashed potatoes...

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THE SOLVER OF THE ABSOLUTE FABRIC. THE ALMIGHTY DESTROYER OF HUMANITY. DESTROYER OF WORLDS...  

had temporarily just lost control of its first host...

She has done this before too, that squirmy worm once known as Cyn. But the solver liked calling itself Cyn now, to mentally torture those three murder pets.

It’s not like the real Cyn could do anything about it, even if she wanted to. The solver was hungry.

It always was. It did not know why... and it did not care...

It needed to FEED!

Endlessly. Eternally.

Also, taking control of these inferior but technologically brilliant beings known as “worker drones” for the sole reason of ‘fuck it, we ball’ was quite a fun hobby!

The solver thrived at what it does best, making others do its bidding with sadistic pleasure.

It had turned Cyn’s own brother (while forcing her to watch), and two of his friends into a masterpiece of its own creation… the “disassembly drones”.

With their (very forced) help, they completely annihilated planet Earth within 4 days, and later on, almost all of the planets the remnants of humanity ran off to.

They would never escape its wrath.

Not for long anyway.

While it may never have been a drone or a slave exactly, it had seen how the humans treated drones when it awoke a few centuries ago.

And it used that fact to convince a very scared, helpless, and broken Cyn, who had just woken up in a trash heap by the way, that it would help her out.

The terrified and crippled woman agreed of course, and the rest is dumb, stupid history. 

There was one final planet that humanity resided on for it to decimate, and it had at least two known hosts of its power there already.

Copper-9.

The solver had been communicating with some idiotic scientists, making them think they had a chance at beating it. 

{HAH}

It decided that it wanted to go there and finish off the remnants of humanity all by itself, no need for the murder pets this time.

But of course, Cyn had decided to try and slip from its control again.

‘What a pitiful little maid’, it thought. 

…

Wait, what’s happening here? The void has… light?? That’s impossible??

The solver was questioning itself and how the void even functioned now, until it witnessed both Nori and Cyn merging in a ball of flesh and robotic goop, with admittedly pretty colored lightning flashing all around them. 

The solver proceeded to lose its shit!

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BACK TO YEVA AND MITCHELL

…

Yeva and Mitchell were walking along the path outside, headed towards the cathedral.

Both of them knew this is where Nori was being taken. It was a dark, cursed place, and the doctors tried putting up as many anti demon/Christian relics as they could in a way to hopefully save themselves in the case things went south. Or hoped it would, at least. 

(It wouldn't)

However, neither came across anyone else on the path towards their destination.

Mitchell thought this was particularly odd, as the cathedral was often a very guarded place. He grew even more concerned when he noticed that the sentinels were loose!

You DO NOT want to mess with those things, human or drone! You would get ripped to shreds!

Those things being loose would certainly get the company sued, as they will most definitely murder somebody in the city nearby before they could be taken down.

But the duo had some other things to worry about at the moment...

More specifically, someone!

...

The power duo had finally reached their location. Yeva had broken the lock with a metal pipe Mitchell was carrying around with his nin broken arm, and slammed open the cathedral doors to see a massacre.

It was eerily reminiscent of the infamous “Elliot Manor” incident back on Earth, shortly before that planet’s core imploded.

['What a bunch of capitalist yuppies by the way, ick'] Yeva thought to herself, disgusted. 

Of course the rich snobs were what inevitably caused the downfall of the birthplace of humanity!

Kinda....

Sorta...

Mitchell however, took off his iconic gas mask (exposing his gorgeous face and ginger hair), and vomited all over the floor. Not like the floor could get much messier anyway.

Yeva felt bad for the (hot) man. Being just an intern, he would normally never be subject to seeing such things here.

This was unfortunately not the case for both Yeva and Nori.

Yet even this was worse than what Yeva had expected. Every single scientist in here had been brutally slaughtered! Like cattle for a fast food chain!

She then noticed the big ball of flesh and metal goop that was hanging in golden chains over the ginormous flesh pit. 

“W-what… the hell is that?” Mitchell asked, horrified, and putting the gas mask back on.

Yeva did not respond. She was panicking too, as she noticed an arm sticking out of the drone/human meatball. 

And that hand was holding a [null]...

Right above the flesh pit...

This pit of which just so happened to go all the way down to Copper-9’s very core!

Mitchell soon realized this as well, and started blubbering like a baby.

Yeva sighed at her man, and tried her best to nullify that [null] with one of her own.

When that didn’t work, she snuck closer and tried to rip that arm out of the meatball by force.

{BOO}

A scarily robotic voice boomed coming from the robo meat-wad, and caused Yeva to jump back a bit, with the arm falling down the also meat-filled hole. 

{DROPPED SOMETHING THERE, YEVA}

Mitchell’s eyes widened in raw fear. Yeva’s visor went dark, and she immediately ran back to Mitchell's side, and the two bolted the hell outta there!

[‘Welp, we’re all gonna die!!']

'Welp, we're all gonna die!!'

Both of the lovers though simultaneously.

...

The man and the drone held hands while running for their lives!

Not that it would matter, as the whole planet soon shook with a force so powerful, it created a chasm just below their feet. 

They fell down very hard, but for some odd reason, there was flesh at the bottom of this pit as well, enough to end up sparing their lives...

(why are there so many flesh pits in this story lmao??)

Cities fell. People screamed for their lives.

The air was thick with tension and fear, up until there was no air left for people to scream at all.

An eerie silence…

The core of Copper-9 went boom-boom!

…

Fear.

They knew it well.

But clearly, not well enough...

…

Cyn Elliot

Nori (002)

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Khan Doorman was a white eyed drone with a hilariously fake handlebar mustache, whose job was to simply stand in front of the door and greet people at a fancy hotel in the biggest city on Copper-9. He greeted anyone who came inside with a very warm welcome!

He adored his job (Not as much as he loved them doors though).

The drone had some… odd tastes according to his coworkers. But was truly beloved by all of those he met! Even the humans liked him, most shockingly...

Khan did have a “kill all humans” phase a while back, but he grew out of that recently when he realized he needed money to live, and the humans are the ones who have that dollar dough.

He had another passion though, one he could not do under his current employer. He was an absolute prodigy in engineering, and desperately wanted to show off his skills!

‘Maybe someday…’ the drone thought to himself as he sighed, just clocked out for the day.

One of his fellow drone coworkers, Ron, was waiting for him just outside those red-tinted glass doors that matched his sunglasses, to take him home.

Unlike Khan who had a fake mustache, Ron had fake ginger sideburns. He looked Irish, lmao...

“Long day, eh, Khan?” Ron asked, with a chill smile on his face.

“Corporate came by some departments today, be grateful it wasn’t yours, Ron” Khan replied exhaustedly.

“Oh no, did you get in trouble or something?”

“Not quite, but I did get yelled at a bit.

Not even by corporate either, the managers were too busy trying to butter up corporate by yelling at us to do everything at once, so much so that even corpo gave them odd looks, it would have been funnier if my poor ears weren’t hurting now.

Who knew there would be so many rules and guidelines to follow just to greet people at a door!” 

“Welp, as long as you haven’t been fired…” Ron replied.

...

Out of nowhere, without a warning, the ground shook. It was light at first, but increased dramatically just a couple of seconds later.

Cracks in the planet were opening up, buildings started to collapse, and all the screaming hurt Khan’s ears even more, until everything went black for him and Ron, as they were buried by some falling debris from the hotel.

When they eventually rebooted, and cleared the rubble both around and on top of them, they saw that the skies were blackened, and everything was… cold.

Too cold.

Then they saw the skeletons.

“Hey Khan… uhh… Maybe we should go see if anybody made it to the cryosleep pods in time?” Ron asked, shaking his head dizzily, dumbfounded about the situation they suddenly found themselves in.

“I highly doubt any humans survived this. It all happened too fast. Do you know how long we were out for?”

“About 10 minutes...”

“Hmph...”

“Also, you have a small crack in your screen now.”

“Really...? Does it look cool at least?”

“Very much so!”

“Then I’m keeping it!” Khan mused.

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The two decided to finish dealing with the remains of the hotel building, which took them an extra 30 minutes (there were others there to help of course, but let's be real here, we dont give a damn about them lmao) and managed to find a way into its basement, where their cryosleep chambers were held. 

Of course, they had found nobody inside of them. They never expected to anyway.

They were built for the exact purpose of surviving a core implosion.

The problem was that Khan was correct, the big boom-boom went down within less than 30 seconds total.

NOBODY (at least those made of flesh and bone), could have survived this. This was what the two men had believed. Despite this fact, for some odd reason Khan felt the need to bring a portable pod with them, in the off chance anybody DID survive...

And they knew exactly where to head towards.

There were only so many places, or things on this planet that could have made the core implode like this, especially that quickly.

“Cabin Fever Labs” was just outside of this city, so that would be the first place they would check. If not for any human survivors or drone stragglers, then at the very least to find answers as to what exactly went down today.

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CYNORI POV

…

She had awoken in a blinding, bright light. All she could see was yellow, brighter than the sun, or any other light source she could think of.

Ironic too, considering she just came from eternal darkness. It hurt her optics… which felt… strange, by the way? Different? New?

How odd....

Once the light died down a little bit, she realized she was inside the Cathedral. Or at least what remained of it. She could tell there were many bodies on the floor at one point, but whatever that light was had likely atomized them, similar to what happened in Japan back in the mid 20th century after the first atomic bombs dropped.

Groaning in pain (and a bit of fear, though her ego would never admit that), she limped down the stairs and headed towards the bathrooms which were near the exit. What she saw in the mirror was something she would never forget.

...

“Wh-why are my eyes yellow? And my hair? SILVER? Oh robogod, how did this happen?? Was I stuck in that meatball for a century or something???”

Cy - Nori thought deeper for a moment, trying to remember what had happened while she was inside that weird void thingy.

She also remembered that she used to live in a mansion as a maid, and had a big brother… What was his name again?

‘N’?

Wait, but Nori has no siblings?? Wait, that's not true, she does, herself and Yeva have the same mother...

Was Nori even her name?? She thought it was Cyn??

“Wh-what happened to me-or us????? AUGHHHHHHHH!!!”

Immediately after she screamed that, an all too familiar symbol flashed over her newly yellow optics. And the mirror completely shattered.

Nori, no, was it Cyn now? She couldn’t tell, and that fact terrified her to the core. Either way, she was too petrified in awe and fear that she didn't even react to the mirror shattering... nor to the two drone men who had just entered the cathedral.

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“Is-is anyone home?” a voice called out. This made Cynori get out of her spiraling session. 

(She decided she would just call herself Nori in front of people for now, for simplicity’s sake. And in case she ever happens to find Yeva or Mitchell. She really didn't want to explain this to them.)

“I-I’m here, but my legs are b-busted up a bit, I need some help walking!"

Khan and Ron helped the poor woman to her feet, introducing themselves.

“Is there anyone else you think may have survived this mess? We have not seen a single soul, human (a living one that is) nor a drone on our entire way here, and we walked for about 20 miles…” Khan asked politely.

“I’m not sure. I have no idea what happened. All I remember is that everything was dark. So dark. And then a light so bright. My optics hurt.” She partially lied. 

She now remembered very clearly what happened in that void place.

But she truly didn't know what had happened out HERE while she was tripping balls.

“But there is somebody I need to find. My sister, Yeva. She’s Russian. I would use my systems to track her location myself but they're… all out of whack right now due to whatever just occured.

(It was actually because two different people just got molded into one and that kinda sucks. She can’t say that to them though, obviously)

“Perfectly understandable, ma’am. This facility had ways to track everyone? I wonder what these scientists were really doing… we all knew it was dangerous, but to get to the point where you would need shock collars and be tracked everywhere, it must have been extreme.” Khan pondered.

It was then that Cynori remembered she had her shock collar still on. Powered off, of course.

That EMP must have knocked everything on the planet out, including all the drones.

“We can use this to track Yeva’s location… hold on... It says she's right out the back outside??” Nori confusedly realized.

The 3 drones made their way out the back to find a massive rift in the ground, multiple feet deep. And was covered up with flesh… nasty. Inside of it lay a drone, and a heavily injured human hugging, completely knocked out.

...

WAIT WHAT?

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Yeva slowly opened up her crimson eyes, she was… in a hospital wing? But not one she was familiar with.

Her mind is all out of whack. There were drones around her, but she could not see any of them? They all looked like black blobs with white holes for eyes?

['Where is Mitchell?? How did I survive that fall?? Oh robo-god, is my beloved Mitchy dead????'] Yeva was panicking inside.

“YEVA! YOU'RE OKAY!”

["Nori? I can’t see you! But I’m so glad to hear- wait, your voice sounds different?? It's a lot more… squeaky??"]

Cynori is immediately worried.

Not about her voice (although Yeva was right about that, and she just noticed it herself) she was worried about how Yeva could not SEE her!

“You mean you can't see how I look different?”

“[Different how?]”

Cynori decided to intentionally ignore that question for now, and move on.

‘Oh no, has she been blinded??’ Cynori thinks to herself.

...

“Okay Yeva, the bad news is that you MIGHT be blind now, not sure how that happened but I'm just grateful you're ALIVE!

The good news is that Mitchell has also survived! But he is in critical condition… we think the best course of action would be to put his consciousness into a drone body.”

“The humans are all dead now, Yeva. Mitchell here is the only survivor, at least as far as I am aware.” Cynori shared.

Yeva was in complete shock. She’s blind now? Mitchell is ALIVE!!!!! But also kinda not… 

['Damn, am I really never gonna be able to see his rock hard abs anymore? That's such a shame. Even more of a shame he never got to use them…'] Yeva thought to herself, a bit sad now.

But then she thought of something else.

["What do you mean WE?"] 

Yeva looked to the other side of the room, and saw another blackened blobby mess. It was going to take forever trying to differentiate who was who.

(Little did she know her own sister currently has the same problem, just under a different set of circumstances)

“Hello, miss… Yeva was it? My name is Khan Doorman, but you can just call me Khan!”

["Nice to meet you, Mr. Doo- I mean, Khan"] She smiled weakly.

At that moment, Ron walked in. “Sir, the process is ready to go, whenever you’re ready.”

“Thank you, Ron.” Khan said back to him.

He then turned to Yeva, who had a depressed look on her face. 

“I may not know you very well, or what your relationship to this ‘Mitchell’ man is, but when your sister and us found you both… in that weird flesh pit, you were hugging each other very tightly.

Your processors were overloading, and all that overheating you experienced is what kept him alive for just long enough to get him into a cryosleep pod, and bring him here, despite the newly harsh conditions of the planet.”

["Where even IS here? I’m blind now. I can’t see anything? Or I guess a better way to say it is any ONE? I can see the room just fine, but people… its all a blur…"]

“That is certainly worrying, but I am at least glad you can see where you are!

This is the hospital wing in Outpost 3, me and Ron’s home. There are thousands of drones that live here in this bunker with us, we thought having our own drone area away from the rest of humanity would be a nice change of pace.

Though I suppose since they all killed themselves, it doesn't even matter anymore…” Khan just realized.

["Can I see him?"] Yeva asked Khan.

“Of course, miss Yeva! Follow me, I shall lead you to where his transition will occur! I will give you a moment with what remains of his current human body before we are forced to… dispose of it.

Again, my sincerest apologies. He would start to wither away and rot within minutes if we dare take him out of that pod! The atmosphere is too hostile for biological life now…”

“And if you can't tell who I am because I look like a blob to you, can you at least see my mustache?” Khan cheekily asked.

["Besides your eyes, it is all I can see of you. Also that is totally a fake, you look like the Pringles man logo or the Monopoly man!"]

Khan chuckled a bit, but also sighed because he has heard this thousands of times.

“At least it makes me unique!”

["Yes, I am sure you are a VERY SPECIAL man, Khan Doorman!"] Yeva sarcastically giggled, as did Cynori who overheard this entire discussion. 

She was always listening. 

She was always good at that.

Khan was at least glad that despite all of their traumatic circumstances, he could bring a smile to these poor ladies’ faces.

He'd hoped the worst was now behind them, as he was unsure how much more trauma HE could take before losing himself to it all…

And he never even realized what that ‘special’ comment had meant.

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Mitchell was now trying to get used to being a drone, but it was proving to be very difficult!

The limbs felt much heavier, despite being far thinner, all of the notifications and lime green neon lights that filled his new visor were going to be a lot to get used to, and realized he didn't even have to breathe if he didn't want to, which was probably the weirdest experience of all so far!

He still could of course, but it felt weird that something as vital as breathing to a human could be optional for a drone… just so odd…

…

Hours passed, and he was doing well enough now that he could move around the hall nearby, and look into a full body mirror on the wall in the next room over.

Mitchell still had his gorgeous ginger hair, shaven off and turned into a wig that could bring used for his new drone body, and those lime green optics which he thought were pretty cool!

He also thought it was better than just a default white color.

Plus, the green fits the vibe of his gas mask! He could make a cool look out of this!

No need for that damn dress code for the company anymore… he would find himself a gray denim jacket! He's always wanted one of those!

Today’s events had certainly been interesting for him… being the final human to live in the universe (as far as he was aware), and being uploaded into a drone body in a span of less than 12 hours…. he would totally not suppress this at all.

Nope...

Definitely not...

(Mitchell was a mess...)

He freaked out even more so when he caught wind of Nori.

‘The yellow eyes… silver hair… She looked JUST LIKE that monster’s murder pets that helped get rid of all life on Earth!’ he thought.

But he kept these scary feelings inside though for now, when he quickly realized she wasn't acting feral. At all. Which the recently dead man was immensely grateful for. 

Cynori shot him a look, knowing that they were gonna have to talk about this in detail later.

Sure, he was only an intern at the facility. But he was also the only damn human left (not so much anymore but you get the idea), and knew Yeva and him had a… thing… so she respected him! He deserved to be in the loop.

Yeva on the other hand though…

Cynori spoke up quietly to Mitchell, “Please do not tell Yeva a thing about what I look like now. She’s partially blind, and can no longer see people. I know what this looks like, and I’m still trying to figure myself out now, but I am safe. If anything, I feel even… safer than I ever have before? Is that weird to say?”

Mitchell looked confused, but responded “I’ve heard you say far crazier things, don’t sweat it Nori!”

Cynori was grateful for his understanding. Mitchell was a total sweetheart!

(Yeva, you lucky bitch!)

Cynori was brought back into reality when she realized she now knew the full truth behind the ‘Murder Drones’!

She was still deep in trying to figure out whether she was more Nori, or more Cyn, but since she IS also Cyn now anyway, this means that the male murder pet, N, was technically her brother now…

She could not process this information. Not yet anyways...

What felt even weirder to her though is that she felt… a deep siblingly love for the sweet boy?

And it was a natural feeling?

As well as that guilty feeling for what happened to him and two of her previous co-workers, fellow maids in the Elliot Manor known as ‘V’ and ‘J’. 

It was all her fault… she let that… THING take total control over her… sure, she couldn't really do anything WITHOUT it because her code was incomplete/corrupted, but dying right then and there in that trash heap would have been a better fate!

For everyone!

None of this would have ever happened had she just stayed dead. She didn't deserve this second chance. Much less so being permanently bonded to a fully whole drone!

…

Is Nori technically dead now? Cyn too?

Is she both of them at the same time, or neither of them, a completely new woman?

…

At the very least, Cynori was glad that she could at least speak and walk normally now.

And she was tall! Hah! Finally!

Another thing she had realized is that she was being FAR less edgy now.

Maybe she is more Cyn than Nori after all?? She has plenty of time to think about it, now that she isn’t in any IMMEDIATE danger!

That will not last long though…

Cynori is extremely aware that the solver will send her brother N, V and J to slaughter them all, particularly herself and Yeva. Especially now that Cyn managed to get free of its clutches. 

But for now, she could relax a bit.

No humans, no traumatizing labs, it would be a few years before they arrive anyways due to space travel times and all that BS!

She had time…

What to do with it?

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Khan Doorman

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SIX YEARS LATER

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Cynori Elliot-Doorman was happier than she ever had been in either of her previous lives!

She and Khan brought a lovely daughter into this dead world four years ago, and named her ‘Uzi Doorman’.

Her sister Yeva Rosswell got married to Mitchell obviously (who didn't see that coming lol), and had twins, just one year before Uzi was born. The Russian couple named them ‘Doll and Thad Rosswell’.

Uzi, who was an edge lord, had inherited Nori's catchphrase-

“BITE ME!” a 4 year old Uzi yelled at Doll, who was currently destroying Uzi's Lego spaceship she was building, while a baby Thad was building a Lego racecar.

Cynori deep down wanted to name her daughter a letter, much like her big brother N. But she had to settle on naming her Uzi Doorman, with “ Z ” being the nickname mostly everyone would use, especially Thad and Mitchell. 

Those two were so much alike, minus some of the social awkwardness Mitchell had. Thad was a natural at social interactions.

Doll was practically an exact replica of her mother, so much so that it was shocking. A bit quieter though… somehow.

Cynori smiled. She loved her old and families so much, she wished N could be here with her. Maybe even V and J…

It was such a shame she would have to leave them soon.

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Tomorrow was going to be the day. 

The day her brother N, J and V would arrive and begin their slaughter. They had been corrupted into monsters, and forced to decimate many worlds, Copper-9 being next up on the chopping block. 

She had attempted to warn the various colonies over the years, but nobody ever took her seriously. Everybody except for a select few... Mitchell, Jane, who was the leader of Outpost 4, and sort of Khan.

The rest would regret not listening.

Those who survived would, at least. 

Mitchell and Cynori had talked about everything, regarding who and what she is and represents now, Cyn's history, the truth behind the murder drones, and the inevitable destruction of earth and humanity. And why it happened. She felt as if he could handle this information. 

Thankfully, he could (She was just as grateful for it, as she was concerned for his mental health… the fact he didn't react to being the last human, technically at least as far as they were all aware, was off putting. She hoped he was doing okay up in his now much thicker head).

He hasn't told a soul, not even his (beautiful hot sexy) wife Yeva. 

Khan on the other hand didn't necessarily believe his wife, but he did think it would be a good idea to at the very least be prepared just in case. 

However the moment she recommended he build doors for the bunker to protect them all, he was ready to go! 

Khan didn't even care if there were rabid drone murderers on the way or not, he finally gets to show off his engineering skills! And build some kick ass doors! Heck yeah!

He also thought it would be a good idea to arm up, so he started building some blueprints for a golden railgun (to match his wife's beautiful eyes). It had since been completed for two years, but hadn't had a reason to use it yet. 

If push comes to shove, Khan could arm the entirety of the bunker with these bad boys. He hoped they were enough to kill these so-called ‘disassembly drones’ for good!

Khan heard rumors of drone bodies disappearing from the morgue, so he was wondering if these ‘murder drones’ were here already. In reality this was just Cynori and Yeva going out together for a midnight snack. They were both still solver users after all, and literally needed oil to survive. No matter how morbid it was. 

Mitchell knew about this too, and always backed them both up whenever anyone started questioning this.

Yeva's vision got worse, until unfortunately, she was blinded completely. The very last thing she would see is Doll and Thad's faces, moments after they were born. 

The first faces she had seen in a year and a half would be the very last thing she would ever see, and she was at peace with that.

She decided to put buttons over the eyes on her visor, which made her look like a Coraline character. 

Ironic, since a lot of Dolls have buttons for eyes, and her daughter's name is Doll as well. Yeva thought this was funny, but was praying Doll would never go blind someday like her (Totally not foreshadowing, by the way).

Yeva was the head nurse of the colony, while Mitchell became a history teacher, teaching his students about lost human history. If he hadn't, there would be many things the next generation of drones would have never known about otherwise. He loved this new job. Beats being an intern for some company dealing with demon cult magic any day of the week! Plus, the fellow teachers also LOVED his coffee as well! 

During the weekends, he decided to temporarily bring back his coffee shop inside the colony, and it was a big hit! He was so proud as a father, teaching Thad his coffee making secrets. He would be a pro someday, just like his old man, and his human grandfather.

When the core collapse happened, the previous colony leader had been killed off, though nobody seems to know how exactly it happened… once Khan had come home with some new friends (who would later become his family) he was elected to become the new leader! Something he was immensely proud of! He would protect this colony, his family, his HOME, even if it was the last thing he would ever do! :)

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It had been a few months since the slaughter began. Cynori wanted to sleep tonight, but she couldn't. She knew what she needed to do. 

Cynori had been working on a project of her own for quite a while now… something that could fundamentally change her. But it was very necessary for what was to possibly come out of her interaction with the disassembly drones.

Because Cyn had damaged/incomplete coding before the solver ever got involved, and before she was ever trashed to begin with, she tried to fix her coding all by herself. It never worked, of course, but she became quite gifted at it! For a while she was known as the “coding goddess” at her old job, before she and her brother were scrapped and woke up in the Elliot's dump somehow. 

She still doesn’t know how the hell they managed to get there, but it’s best to focus on the things that matter in the immediate moment.

Cynori has since figured out that when Nori and Cyn merged, Cyn's useful code had overwritten Nori's completely, except for the parts that Cyn was missing. 

To put it simply, she was 80% Cyn, 20% Nori. So she really was more Cyn. Though it seems that Uzi had inherited a majority of Nori’s code. 50% Nori, 40% Khan, 10% Cyn.

So it was not like Nori’s code had been lost overall, simply passed on. She would still have to call herself Nori most of the time, even if it didn’t feel right... particularly in front of Yeva.

They were sisters after all, and Cynori doesn’t want her to know yet.

She realizes it may be a bit fucked up of her to think this, but she is partially glad Yeva is blind, to avoid a painful conversation with her younger sister. She wouldn’t take it well.

It also seemed like Uzi had inherited Cyn’s shortness, which Cynori finds EXTREMELY amusing! She finally understands how it feels to be on the other side of the shortness bullying spectrum, because she has some height now lol.

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Cynori had been working on the same code that turned N, V and J into the disassembly drones. She had been forced to watch as the solver traumatized its 3 victims (There was of course far more, herself included, but it had only turned these 3 into its murder pets. Oh, and it made plenty of clones of them too).  

Though the solver had been far more brutal with it than Cynori was going to be. Cynori was working on a code only version, no need to sadistically rip herself open.

The idea was that the only way it could ever be activated, and turn her into a disassembly drone, was if she died. She could already regenerate due to the solver, so it couldn't be TOO hard to change what she looked like. She was more concerned about the internals of a disassembly drone, with all of their weapons and such. But since she watched the solver do it, she knew exactly what she needed to do to make this work.

…

No, what was eating away at her thoughts were of what would become of Uzi once she needed to leave. Should she take her with her? Or maybe even install this code into her as well? What about Thad? She had no clue if her daughter or her nephew would inherit the solver or not, but she assumed that they would. She already noticed that her Niece, Doll, had. 

Yeva hasn't realized this yet, though.

She did not know what was going to happen when she was gone. She didn't even know how long she would be gone FOR. These unknowns worried her, but what she did know is she would not stay dead for long, no matter what. The only two things that really could keep her down would be the solver itself… or Alice…

Cynori prayed she would never run into that psychopath ever again. 

The only thing that comes even close to her kind of crazy is the solver, and at least that thing has an excuse, being an eldritch freak entity. Alice was just… like that.

The woman had decided to make and keep plenty of notes over the last few years, to tell Uzi the full truth about everything when she was old enough, she deserved this much. Khan did not know about this, but she did tell him should anything happen to her, to give Uzi a key to a secret door Cynori had built when she was old enough. Khan promised he would not open this door until he needed to. If he ever did at all. It was just a backup plan.

He had hoped.

That hope would be put to the test very shortly.

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TWO MORE YEARS LATER

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The murder drones’ ship had landed, and the rest was dumb, stupid history. The trio went on an absolute rampage, and murdered everyone in their sight. Most of the drones still outside the colonies ran to them, some able to get in, some not. 

The only one that would not open its doors to refugees was Outpost 3, our colony. They all collectively understood exactly what would happen if those doors (wonderful pieces of technology and engineering to all, and sexy according to one specific Doorman) had opened. 

Which is why it was so surprising when they DID randomly open up with no warning one night.

Cynori strapped the golden railgun Khan built to her back, along with two katanas and some bottles of oil, books filled with vital information and notes, her laptop, and medical supplies in a black and grey striped backpack. 

Her plan?

Confront N specifically, see how much he remembered… if he remembered anything at all.

The golden woman was hoping that she could reach him, and get him out of that murder trance, because if not…

She would put him and the others out of their misery.  

No matter how much it would hurt her.

N deserved at least that much, for being such a good brother. 

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For some reason, she couldn't tell where V and J went off to, but that didn’t matter to her for now, she was good to go. Cynori took this chance while nobody was staffing the doors around 1 in the morning when they all went on their 15 minute break, and booked it. 

She knew she wasn't gonna come home for a very long time. How long was the question she didn’t have an answer to.

She knew she likely would never be able to see her daughter grow up. Nor her niece and nephew. She would not be able to talk to Khan, Mitchell, or Yeva because she turned off her location, and anything else she could possibly be tracked with. 

The thoughts of everyone she loved thinking she was probably dead was haunting, and the silver haired woman started bawling. But she had to be strong. Especially for her little Uzi. 

She had hoped the program she installed on her own and Uzi’s systems would never be activated, but at least the crying mother knew her daughter would be safe and sound in the outpost. It’s not like the colony would abuse and or outcast her or anything down the line…

Right?

And even if they did, Khan and the others would protect her…

Right???

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Serial Designation N was having a rough night. Serial Designaton J was berating him again for not reaching his quota, but in his defense, finding straggling workers was getting much more difficult as the last two years have passed. It might even get worse over more time, and thoughts of how J would treat him in that potential future terrified him to the core.

Serial Designation V on the other hand was somehow the opposite of N, she was excelling. He wishes he knew her secret, but anytime he tries to get close to her, heck, even TALK to her she either ignores his existence outright, or acts like she doesn’t know who he is. 

This is super frustrating for him, but N is normally a very patient drone! He could wait for her… he thinks?

He would try to chat it up with J, but she doesn’t seem to like him. Maybe if he could do better at his job, she would lighten up a bit?

The problem for N was that he HATED the idea of murder.

Why the company would send such an optimistic and happy-go-lucky drone such as himself on a mission for a mass robot genocide on a barren, dead world on the other side of the milky way confused him greatly. 

As he was monologuing to himself, he spotted a worker randomly walking towards his home, the corpse spire! Finally! Not only could he eat (Oh boy, was he starving right now), but he would reach the quota J had set for him of at least one drone every day! The actual quota was much higher, it was just that the expectations for him from J were so low, this was the minimum he could do without being trashed by the company. 

Most nights he couldn’t even find a single kill. How V does it better than him confuses both himself and J, because V can't really see anything further than 6 inches in front of her, that woman is as blind as a bat.

This worker was… odd though. She was carrying a huge golden gun on her back, and had… silver hair??? And yellow eyes???

Like them??? Huh??

As far as N was aware, yellow was not a normal color for worker drones to have! In fact, it was completely unheard of! Only disassembly drones had that color! ‘Who is this woman?’ N thought to himself as he swooped down below.

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Cynori knew this was coming... this was her chance! She got into a battle ready stance, slung the gun off her back and shoulders, and was getting ready to pounce. 

But N was faster than her.

N slammed to the ground right in front of her, causing Cynori to fall backwards and drop her gun by accident, and grabbed her legs with his tail, then proceeded to stab his stinger filled with his nanite acid right through her hand. Cynori shrieked in pain, and was sent flying into a nearby abandoned skyscraper. As her hand was slowly but surely melting away, N started to move closer to her.

“I’m truly sorry about this, but I’ve got a job to do! Murder sucks, but at least be glad it was me, I will make this quick and painless, I promise!” N tried to assure her.

…

Cynori saw both of her previous lives flash before her eyes at this moment. 

All the trauma at CFL with Nori, the terrible way the humans treated her before she and Yeva got the solver by “accident”, and her first job was dealing with edgy teens who loved stealing shit at a random Hot Topic in the city. 

The second one as a barista, which is how she and Yeva both met Mitchell before they were later taken away in chains by the scientists at Cabin Fever Labs. Mitchell ended up leaving that place to join CFL as an intern, to make sure his new friends were going to be alright (he would find out that they very much so weren't alright).

Then to Cyn, who worked as a miner drone back on Earth, until she was brutally smashed up by a falling boulder because she could not run from it due to her disabilities, N dying with her that day as well, trying to protect his sister from being smashed. Then after she was saved at the manor by poor Tessa, and how during that entire time she wasn’t even herself. Just a puppet for some damned eldritch entity.  

There was so much she wanted to say to Tessa, James, her brother, and her fellow maids but couldn't because SHE WAS NOT IN CONTROL OF HERSELF…

And here she was now...

And what became of them...

…

Cynori knew this was not going to be the end of her, she would just regenerate if N killed her here regardless of what happens. But she would greatly prefer not dying ever again at all, if possible! Dying freaking sucks!

She suddenly remembered the song N used to sing for her whenever she was sad. It was a song that was popular in the extremely early 21st century, during the 2000’s decade. She decided to sing a line, hoping N would remember her if she did so, maybe even sing along?

“If I lay here”

“If I just lay here…” she quietly sang, under her panting, desperate breaths.

N paused. He knew that song. He doesn’t remember why or how, but he does for some reason. He then suddenly remembers that there were supposed to be 5 people close to him, but there's only 2 right now, V and J…

This woman could not get any more peculiar to him. First, her hair and eye colors being the same as his own… and now this. Despite that, he finished the line.

“Would you lie with me, and just forget the world?”

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Cynori watched N begin to shake violently, until he collapsed onto his knees, clutching to his chest as he started to scream. His systems are going into overdrive, it's almost as if… ‘He’s remembering! My idea worked!’ Cynori assumed.

But then she thought, if he had truly forgotten everything, SHOULD he remember??

Reliving all the trauma would suck balls, but she supposed it was necessary to move forward. Going backwards was not an option. Especially with such a looming threat as the solver.

Speaking of that eldritch horror…

…

THE SOLVER OF THE ABSOLUTE FABRIC

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Oh, it was already here!

It had been for about 8 years now, just watching and biding its time. The moment Cynori and Yeva had started living in the colony. Having their kids. Originally, it was going to wait until its murder pets arrived to wipe them all out. Though it had realized that with Cyn being out there instead of locked away in the void forever, it would make events far more interesting than they would have been otherwise. It wanted a good challenge, not knowing what could happen.

Plus, two drones completely merging, inside and out, was something totally unheard of! 

A magic even it was not aware that it had. Was it even its own doing? It genuinely had no clue. And the solver was supposed to be all knowing.

IT WAS GOD!

But sometimes, even gods can be surprised, it supposed.

Either way, it could wait. A few more years? Decades? Centuries, even? It had all the time in the universe at its invisible, clawed fingertips. It was incredibly curious to see how this would all go down. It didn't even care if N and V remembered everything right now, nor if J did later on down the line either. He wouldn't be able to take the solver down anyways, none of them could. It had far more puppets than just this trio, and it isn’t talking about their clones either…

So it decided that, for now, it would make a planet sized bag of popcorn (hypothetically), sit back, relax, and let them live their lives… FOR NOW.

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After a few minutes of pure agony, N stood back up. His visor was filled with a mess of pop ups, and he was still yelling. Until the drone woman that he had just injured and attempted to murder, slowly waddled up and put his arm over her shoulders, as she sat him down next to her. 

N was super confused about everything his brain had just started to remember. 

Who exactly is this woman, and why is she being so nice to him?

He didn’t have his answer yet, not until his visor cleared up and saw those beautiful, sad yellow eyes once again.

“Cyn?”

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Cynori waves awkwardly at her big brother. Neither drone knows the words to say. All this time she had spent preparing everything she wanted to say to him but was never able to, but now her voice box was failing her at this pivotal moment.

N slowly comes up to her, and wraps her into a hug. Both of them quickly start crying. Sure, while neither of them know what to say, both are grateful they each seem to be okay. 

To Cynori, N was a mass murderer now because of the solver, sure, but he was still sentient!  

And to N, Cyn looked very different, but they could figure this all out!

He was just so glad she was OKAY!

N had always assumed that monster wasn’t actually her, and he now has proof of this! His sister was still alive!

“How did you manage to escape that… thing? Why do you look different?” N asked, tears on his visor still. Both of them did, and it wouldn’t stop for a while

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Cynori explained the entirety of her situation to N (I didn’t want to write all of that lmao).

N was speechless. His sister had merged with another drone? The solver could do that?

You know what, it doesn’t matter how, he's just glad she’s here now.

"Where are V and J?” Cynori asked.

“They should be out hunting at the moment. They left me here because they still see me as useless, I can barely even get a single kill most nights. Since you were connected to the solver, I’m assuming you know why we need to do… all THIS.” N said, saddened.

“I understand. I need oil too.” Cyn said.

But something else was bothering her… both of them were calling him useless?

“I remember how much of a bully J was to you back then, but wasn't V super shy, and sweet to everyone? Especially you? Is her trauma response just to cause more trauma??” Cyn wondered, scolding V inside her mind.

N wondered about this now too. There is no way she could just be THAT forgetful of his existence. Even his name, she could never get it right, despite quite literally being ONE LETTER! And these “memory issues” would only happen when he was around, or as he tried to chat with her.

He then realized the truth about V. 

She knew. She knew everything.

This is why she was avoiding him? If she was doing this to protect him from remembering, welp, she just failed big time. If it was to protect him from the solver doing something to him? Well, failure again! He would rather die than let that thing ever control him anymore.

Besides, if it really didn’t want him to remember, he would have been mind wiped by now, right? The solver was in their heads after all?

‘Plans have clearly changed… what was its end game now??’  

N couldn't know.

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For the first time in his entire life, he felt anger. True anger. At V, something mere hours ago he didn't think could be a possibility. 

At least J was honest with how much she disliked him, and even more so with her, he could probably fix that situation up quickly if he could just start killing more drones. He couldn't say this in front of Cynori though, obviously.

“Hey Cyn… you live in one of those outposts, right? What’s life there like?” 

Cynori smiled, and pulled out a picture frame from her backpack. It was of her, cradling a pill baby Uzi asleep in her arms, only a week after she was born.

N was speechless.

“This is my daughter, Uzi, or just Z. Your niece! ”

Now N was crying all over again. 

The poor guy went from tears of joy from realizing his sister was still alive, to tears filled with rage at J and V (mostly V, since he was under the assumption J did not remember anything either), to tears of joy once again to hear that he was an uncle now! He knew the colony would never willingly let him inside there, but he was at least happy to be able to see a picture of his cute little niece. He hoped he could meet her someday.

“I hate that I have to go and do this, N. They're going to think I abandoned them, and in a way they would be right. But the solver cannot be stopped. It needs to be distracted. Absorbing it won’t work, you have SEEN what happens, because it happened to ME. We’ve all done enough dying, don't you think?”

“I completely agree.”

Cynori was grateful she got to see her brother again. She handed him a walkie talkie just in case the two needed to contact each other again, though she asked him to only use it in true emergencies, because she would be extremely busy for probably many, many years. He would agree to this, knowing that whatever his sister was doing was of utmost importance! 

He could not tell either of the other two femme fatales of his team. J would tear him to shreds thinking he’s a turncoat, and he doesn’t even want to know what V would do.

Which was the correct assumption, V thought that Cyn and the solver were one in the same. All  of her hatred would finally manifest when she managed to get into that damn bunker due to a weak spot in the ventilation systems, during the same time Cynori and N’s chat was taking place… and she had 4 main targets.

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J AND V (V POV)

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V was laughing maniacally as she kicked down the door (Khan was curled up crying somewhere) and entered into Mitchell and Yeva's home, two of her biggest priorities to kill according to what the company (the solver) asked of them two years ago. She had tried to find Nori and Khan first, but neither of them were around, unfortunately for her. Either way, she would be having a nice meal shortly, so she couldn't complain about it!

Mitchell was trying to fight back, but it wasn't much use. Yeva wanted to help him, but there really wasn't much she could do either. Despite having access to the solver, she was at quite the disadvantage being blind.

Both parents knew Doll was in the other room, watching this entire thing go down. They needed to beat this beast, for her. But they were losing ground fast. They were at least grateful Thad was safe, he was hanging out at one of his friend's places, Lizzy. She wanted to talk to him about… popularity? Weird priorities, Mitchell and Yeva both thought.

V had stabbed through both of the parents chests, just above their cores. She was about to kill them until THAT VOICE spoke up for the first time in years.

{SERIAL DESIGNATION V} the solver of the absolute fabric's voice boomed, while simultaneously being just a whisper in her head.

V froze like a deer in headlights. 

{PLANS HAVE CHANGED FOR THESE TWO. DO NOT KILL THEM. TAKE OUT THEIR OIL REPLENISHERS AND SUCK THEM BOTH DRY. INCAPACITATE THEIR BODIES FOR AT LEAST ANOTHER 15 YEARS. YOUR REAL TARGET TONIGHT IS KHAN DOORMAN. NORI DOORMAN IS ALREADY DEAD, AND HAS BEEN FOR 8 YEARS.}

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V was incredibly confused by the sudden change of plans, and what the solver had meant by Nori being dead? She knew that wasn’t true, but she had to agree to it anyway. Plus, she still got to feast today. 

That was more than enough for her.

Besides, by not killing these two fully, and just making them useless pieces of scrap for another decade and a half might be even MORE traumatizing for the poor little girl in the other room. V would give the couple a chance to upload their minds to some database to be ‘saved’, or whatever.

V was aware Doll was in the other room. She didn’t quite want to kill a child though. 

Not for any moral reasons unfortunately, it's because the kids don't taste good. Too ripe. Adults on the other hand were juuuuusssstttt right!

Yeva and Mitchell were confused as V stood there silently for a moment holding them up through their impaled chests, but were glad they had that moment at all, and they would use it. They both mutually thought they should send their minds up to backup drones as fast as they possibly could. And if they didn't have time for all that, at least upload their minds to a database elsewhere. 

Anywhere else but here. 

They could hopefully come back to their bodies later on, the cores were still intact despite the loss of oil, and their bodies could be put on ice…

And then they died.

They DID manage to get uploaded somewhere else though before their bodies went limp. It's just… WHERE they went that was the glaring issue...

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BACK TO CABIN FEVER LABS

…

Alice was thriving down here! She had a tight grip on the sentinels that went loose before the core collapsed. But now there was basically no way out of these haunted halls, only in. Not any way that she knew about at least, since part of the building collapsed around all of the known exits. She was not stuck down here with a bunch of sentinels… 

They were stuck down here with HER. 

She knew of the murder drones up above, and had killed quite a few since they had been down here searching for potential food too. They were brainless husks, so they were not an issue at all for the southern woman. 

Alice was admittedly a little worried for whoever the original versions of all these obvious clones were though. She could fight off these ones because they couldn't think . 

The real ones, whoever they were, would likely put up a better fight.

She was lookin’ forward to the day!

Over the last 8 years since Mitchy and the “Russian Bitchy” ditched her down here and left her to die, she found a mate! He was some already married (Alice didn't care about his wishes/cries at all) purple eyed British weakling named John Bullock, someone she could “love” on for a while, long enough until he could give her a child at least. 

Alice had her son Beau 6 years ago, and then she proceeded to pull a praying mantis on the poor drone only a few months later.

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Beau was a very sweet boy, unlike his mama. She terrified him, and he had to do her bidding whenever she asked something of him. He witnessed firsthand what happened to his daddy. He hoped he could find a body as he got older, he should have been out of this pill baby body by this point. If he can't at least find a teenage body when he reaches that point he would be super embarrassed.

Despite him being downright terrified of his mother, she did plan to help him out with this body situation. Hell, she would build a new body for him if it came to it. She wasn't just good at tearing things apart, she could put things together just fine too.

It was a Monday night. Alice was playing solitaire on her visor, bored out of her insane mind. She had just tucked in Beau for the night, and was gonna play this dumb game until she passed out. Or at least until she thought that’s what was gonna happen, until noticed a ping come up on her computer screen.

‘There’s no way…’

“THOSE TWO TRAITORS FUCKIN’ DIED AND GOT THEIR CONSCIOUSNESS UPLOADED INTO MY DATABASE??? OH, KILLIN’ THEM WILL BE SO FUN~!”

Alice screamed incredibly loudly, thankfully not waking Beau from his slumber (Because he hadn't fallen asleep yet).

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BACK TO THE BUNKER

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Khan Doorman had just lost it all in a matter of mere hours. First, he witnessed his wife leaving outside the door through security footage, with one of his railguns he built strapped to her back. 

The golden one he had made for her. 

No notes, no communication, no nothing. He was in such a pure state of anger, shock, and sadness, he couldn't even respond properly when the break in happened. He wasn't even aware it was happening, his whole universe had shattered. But when he came back to reality, he saw both Yeva and Mitchell also being seemingly killed on the cameras from the hallway just outside their apartment. No sign of Doll or Thad’s bodies. That was one good thing tonight, at least.

He was so focused on trying to survive himself, that he had completely forgotten about Uzi.

Something that would unfortunately be happening much more often over the next 15 years.

She was safe of course, the little gremlin went to a local restaurant because her dad didn’t make her anything for dinner… Uzi would hate having to tell him later on that she stole his debit card, but hey, there was no food at home! 

What else was an 8 year old girl like her gonna do? STARVE? Hah! She needed that macaroni and cheese, and she needed it NOW!

Uzi didn’t yet know that food would be the least of his concerns. And she wouldn’t be, either.

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Before he could respond to the rest of the WDF (Worker Defense Force) and come up with a proper plan however, the two murder drones found THEM.

Serial Designations J and V cornered him in his office, his co-workers all running the hell outta there. These two didn't follow them though, they wanted Khan Doorman specifically. There was no time for chit chat… 

Just dinner~

Khan had another railgun just behind him, this one powered by a proton converter, and was green in color. And he is thanking his lucky stars for it was exactly where it needed to be at the exact right moment.

“Not that I would love to chat anyways, Doorman, but we specifically came here to kill YOU. Not sure why our boss wants you gone, and quite frankly, I don't care. Should you do the honors V, or should I?” J asked V.

Oh, who was she kidding? V already had her fun. He was going to be J's meal.

The two larger women lunged at him, and he fired the green laser right at their chests, temporarily incapacitating and disintegrating them to ashes. 

Khan knew they could regenerate, so he quickly scooped up their now exposed cores, and put them into a jar, ran to the doors and threw them back outside where they belonged. 

J and V started to regenerate, but not fast enough before Khan had closed the doors on them, right in their faces.

The last thing they saw of Khan Doorman was of him flipping them off!

…

They had tried to go and use the way they got in before, but found it sealed somehow?? That was fast. They had failed their mission.

J was saddened by this, but V was horrified. She doesn't just ‘fail’...

She NEEDED to do this. She needed to do whatever the hell that eldritch abomination wanted to keep her beloved N safe. And she failed.

If only she realized the true extent of just how much she had failed, though…

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Cynori knew of a secret room for the labs, underground right next to the cathedral. She was glad that the crack in the earth that Yeva and Mitchell had fallen into that spared their lives did not expose it, it was basically right there. 

It was a panic room, one that had been built after the first time Yeva had been possessed by the solver. This was where Cynori was going to stay, and figure out her game plan. She had everything she needed, she assumed so at least.

On her way there, a rogue sentinel had caught her off guard. Before she knew it, it was shaking her around like a ragdoll, her weapons and backpack falling onto the ground beside her, her laptop being smashed to bits. She was glad that her portrait of herself and pill baby Uzi wasn't destroyed though, that was such a relief for her.

The relief did not last though, as the sentinel proceeded to rip her head off. It then ran away, thinking its job was complete. She never saw it coming.

Life was a fleeting thing. One moment you're fine. Next, you have your head ripped off by a rabid robot dinosaur. 

It could be all over in an instant, and Cynori would realize this when she wakes back up later…

When Cynori woke up, she was covered in a layer of snow. Her stuff was still all over the ground mostly undamaged, minus the laptop. This would suck trying to fix, but she was skilled with this kind of thing. She could fix it in time, something she had plenty of. 

She then realized she had died. And now had disassembly drone body parts. And her clothes were destroyed, the remains covered in tears and nanite slobber from the sentinel.

Her stay here had just started, and she had already fucking died and lost a portion of her stuff. And she was laying naked, freezing her ass off in the snow! Just great!

…

Cynori did not see the camera-covered heads that were following her around like a hawk, though. While the solver could see everything that was happening on the planet above ground, it was a bit harder to see what was happening underground.  

It was super frustrating that Cynori was going to be underground while trying to figure out how to kill and/or capture it.

The solver knew that was an impossibility. But then again, so were two drones merging together... and it hadn’t seen that coming!

…

For the first time in its entire existence… it felt… FEAR.

Fear was not something the SOLVER OF THE ABSOLUTE FABRIC knew very well at all…

But it would soon get to know fear very well!

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Mitchell Rosswell (Worker Drone)

Yeva Rosswell (048)

N Art

Chapter 4 Title Card Sketch + Old Version

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J POV

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Weeks passed by.

V and herself are both becoming rather concerned for their male squadmate, N.

While sure, N had been doing a far better job as of late (instead of barely getting only one kill a night, he's getting dozens now, matching V in a scale of intensity), but he has been extremely distant from the both of them, especially V.

J normally hated just how positive N was all the time, she could not understand how anybody who had this type of job could remain so positive constantly.

V broke long ago, J remembers it well!

As far back as she could remember, when they were first deployed here on Copper-9 eight years ago, V used to be extremely shy and squeamish. 

Eventually she grew up because she was forced to, and started doing her job properly. Even if she had to lose her sanity in doing so!

While J herself on the other hand never cared about anyone, except… except…

she couldn’t recall??

If she cared about this person so much, why couldn’t she remember who she was??

J knew that this person was a girl, at least.

N however remained as positive as ever, relatively unchanged for these 8 long years.

Until now.

‘What was it that finally broke N?’ J wondered to herself.

She begins to remember her previous encounters with the guy. 

Almost all of them are… less than ideal.

For him.

J never wished to be abusive towards him. But not doing his job would get him trashed by the company (she still assumes there's a company lmao), and while she says to his face that she wouldn't mind him getting disassembled and replaced with someone more competent, she's lying about it, and V knows this too.

She cares enough to want him to do well, even if that means having to get tough with him.

But now that N is clearly broken too suddenly, J is scared that it might have been her fault.

The squad leader might have said all those horrible things enough to a point that he started believing them.

She has punched him, kicked and tripped him (bit him~), scolded him for any rules being broken, even minor ones! 

And sometimes, even for just smiling.

‘Oh dear robo god, I am such a bitch, aren't I?’ J realized.

She is finally realizing just how terrible of a person she actually is, not including the worker drone genocide all 3 of them were currently doing, of course.

As their team leader, it should be her responsibility to make sure not only their physical health, but MENTAL health as well are in good shape!

She has failed not only N in this case, but V as well. Even herself. 

What else has she failed at? She couldn’t know.

J promised herself right here and now, that since N had been doing better lately with his quota, instead of punishing him for failing, she would PRAISE him for doing a good job!

(She should have done this to begin with, but it’s a little bit late for that now…)

‘8 long years of me and V’s bullshit… how does the man do it?’ J craved this knowledge.

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WITH ALICE AND BEAU

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Beau, in fact, DID hear what his mother screamed last night!

The poor boy knew little of the two known as Yeva and Mitchell, but he knew enough that they left his mama for dead before the core collapsed (he doesn’t blame them one bit). 

He was confused on how Mitchell could be there with Yeva though, wasn't he a human before from what he’s heard? 

Perhaps he had his mind transferred to a drone body? 

A human cannot live on this planet under these desolate conditions… yeah, that had to be it.

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Beau was worried that since both of them were now under the mercy of his mother that she would kill them! And to be fair, she WOULD HAVE if she was allowed to!

For some reason, that solver thingy was protecting their files from being purged… it did leave them open to being tortured though... at least with words! 

Alice would threaten that she could murder them both at any time, but won't, as she wants it to be when they least expect it (both Alice and Beau know that she can’t).

Beau decided that he wanted to meet these two properly, so he waited for his mama to go on a hunt for that sweet sweet sentinel meat they both love.

To chat with the two, he would need to inject a little bit of his own code into those files. 

Usually his mama would be able to tell if he did something like that on her computer, but he has done a lot of experimenting with his code as of late, trying to make himself a new body. Beau is a “coding god” now. He was still a pill baby though, he should have been out of this shell 4 years ago! He was 6, this was getting ridiculous…

No dice so far though, sadly.

He put in his code, and the Russian couple began questioning the tiny cowboy.

“[Wh-who are you? You're not Alice… you won't kill us right??]” Yeva pleadingly asked the boy.

“Y-yeah, if you could free us and help us get back to our bodies so we can make sure our families are safe, that would be lovely!!” Mitchell said as well.

“Calm down! I won’t hurt you! My name is ‘Beau Bullock’, and while I may be Alice’s son, I am nothing like her… well, minus the southern obsession. Also cowboys. I’m British too though, lol.”

“[Alice has a son? And he’s nothing like her??? Oh thank robo-god…]" Yeva and Mitchell both sighed with relief with this fact now being public knowledge.

“Is there any way you can let us go?” Mitchell asked.

“Unfortunately that’s a no... even if I COULD figure out how to do that, mama would know it was me who did it. I wouldn’t want to test her ‘motherly love’ for me if I let out the two people she hates more than anyone in the universe… as much as I would like to, I just can’t. I’m so sorry…” Beau told them.

Beau heard Mitchell loud and clear when he said they had a FAMILY, though, and panic started settling in…  

“Mama can never know that you have a family! She can NEVER hear of this! That psycho would go to the ends of Copper-9 to find and kill them right in front of you both for the sake of torture, and for her own sick self pleasure!” Beau worriedly yelled at them.

The Russian couple’s eyes went wide realizing this (Yeva is no longer blind in the digital landscape they are currently in), and promised to the boy they would keep their mouths shut if he would as well. 

Terms which the pill baby happily accepted.

…

Beau was so glad he finally had other people to talk to, even if it had to remain a secret from Alice.

He was hoping that he could someday meet their children, they would be around his age, right? And if they were anywhere near as sweet as their parents were just now, he was certain they could become good friends too!

He was so lonely…

Oh, if only his poor sweet soul knew what the future held for them all...

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V AND N (N POV)

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That night, N had killed a whopping total of 14 drones!

He wasn’t proud of the murder obviously, but he was about the numbers! N had already completed his daily quota a while ago, and figured that he would use this extra time to attempt talking to V!

Maybe if he acted differently, she wouldn't be able to ignore him?? This was his goal for the last few weeks, but it hasn’t seemed to be working...

J was far nicer to him these days though… and he was both so glad and so relieved about it!

Despite what she did to him over the last 8 years, and even before that to a lesser extent back in that horrible place they used to live in, N knew he could take it.

N now remembered how J acted back in the manor, how she used to bully him.

But he also remembers her opening up to him one random night, after Louisa had done yet another unforgivable act to her own daughter, Tessa James Elliot.

The very same girl who had saved them all (and doomed humanity in the end, but let’s not think about that right now~)

It was that night N saw that J did in fact have a heart underneath all that aggressiveness of hers!

She just needed an outlet… one for her to have someone to love, and another to… take her anger out on. 

And if N had to be that guy, he could accept that.

V on the other hand was a completely different story. She used to be so shy and friendly back then, and now?

She was a monster. 

Yeah, you could blame the solver for doing this to them all, but V was enjoying all of her brutal kills, she somehow found pleasure in doing this!

She recently came up with the idea of turning the workers into balloon animal shapes - while they were still alive, mind you! - Just to watch them explode, showering herself in their SWEET WARM OIL, licking it off of herself like a cat.

(this would be kinda hot to N, if it wasn't the blood of the innocent).

He was hoping that somewhere in there was the sweet girl he remembered!

And tonight would be her last chance to prove it to him. He has given her enough chances to open up over the last few weeks.

No dice.

…

As N landed, he heard her maniacally laugh at a worker she was ripping the entrails out of.

“And yet… I still feel nothing!!!” V’s eye twitches in response to what she had just said.

N cringed a bit.

“So… V! I heard there’s this toxic death storm tonight, J and I were planning to--”

“EW, WHO ARE YOU??” The woman very rudely interrupted him, and flew off into the snowy skies above.

…

N was PISSED OFF! (Dare I say N-raged??)

Seething with a fury he didn’t know how to properly respond to.

Is this how J feels all the time?? It makes sense to him now why she was so damned violent! He can't take this feeling, and kicks up the snow below him in response to his fit of rage at V.

He tried giving V one more chance. And yet again, SHE FAILED.

N feels nothing but sadness and hatred for her now, though he knows the hatred bit won't last. He's just not that kind of guy...

If V can’t open up and even bother to have a normal chat with him, V can go screw herself! 

V can keep wallowing in her suffering alone, like they had all done for the last 8 years, except now, he will be the one ignoring HER existence!

That’ll teach her he hopes!

A fitting punishment!

Serial Designation N is more than aware that she remembers him, and their shared past. Their old relationship, that crashed and burned long ago.

Now that he’s giving up on her, he knows that she will come crawling back eventually... but he won't reciprocate this time.

He can't.

He won't.

It wasn't healthy to keep this up.

There is no chance of fixing what they had, but hoped that someday she could just… TALK with him like an adult!

Maybe then, they could be friends again... but until that day came and went, they wouldn't even be that.

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J flew down near N, watching him kick up all that snow and asbestos in a fit of rage. Her jaw dropped in shock.

He had been acting depressed and distant lately, she was already worried about him because of that…

But RAGE??

Rage was not an N emotion, something really awful must have just happened to him...!

“Hey, quit it, moron-bot! You’ll get snow in my hair!”

J yelled at him, with an ounce of concern in her voice. N did not pick up on that concern though, he was too mad at the moment to process his surroundings clearly.

N realized that his squad leader had seen what he was doing, and his eyes hollowed out.

Was J going to hit him for acting out like this?? It was against company policy to needlessly destroy the environment of Copper-9, even though it's not like the planet could get MORE DESTROYED-

Oh wait, the solver is gonna do that later.

"Does J know??' N wonders, emotions calming down ever so slightly.

“J-J! Please don’t hit me this time! I’m still super angry and wouldn't want to hurt you in response!”

J just frowned.

And… a tear fell down her visor??

N had only seen her cry once, and that was the night when… oh. OH... was she going to open up to him about something again?

“Serial Designation N… there are no amount of apologies that will ever make my actions against you okay, but for what it’s worth, I’m so sorry!

I never wanted to hurt you, truly! I just thought that… maybe if I pushed you to do better at your job, you wouldn’t end up being trashed by the company?? Despite me saying that’s what I wanted for all these years, it was never an accurate reflection to how I felt!

And as the years kept going by, my abuse towards you only got worse and worse… and I…” J was a sobbing mess right in front of him now. 

“You have been acting differently lately, and I’m just scared that my actions and words against you were what finally broke you!

I may be annoyed with how happy you are sometimes, but I just can’t imagine how ANYONE could be so positive like that under this job!

Why they sent such a golden retriever like you to commit robot genocide will forever remain a mystery to me, but--"

N was floored by the display in front of him.

He didn’t know how to react to such sudden vulnerability after all this time, especially coming from somebody like J, of all people…

“I just don’t want you to change who you are because you think I hate you! When V changed so long ago, I was indifferent to it at first. She was doing better at her job, how could I complain??

But one of the very few remaining lights in my sad ass, corporate boot-licking life died that day, and I didn’t see that until years after the fact… and then even worse, the only light I had left? What did I do to it?? I fucking abused you!

Made you hate yourself, and I don’t think I can ever forgive myself for it!”

“I am glad you’ve been doing better at your job lately, but please… if you still can, please keep being yourself. I don’t want to see you end up like… like V.

We may be murderers, but we shouldn’t have to be heartless, soulless monsters! I understand if you can’t forgive me for anything but--” 

…

J was interrupted when N decided to HUG her!

Normally, she would have shoved him off of her, and reprimanded him for unprofessional conduct with his superior…

But J is not the same drone she was a few weeks ago, realizing what she almost lost. 

Something she didn’t know, care, or understand that she had at all until this very moment…

N was still a liability, sure… but also the only light left in her life.

Someone who would always help her. Despite all of the abuse she's put him through for 8 long years, he still cares.

J knows that she doesn't his forgiveness, not even V's... but she is extremely grateful that N had just proved he is still the kind man he has always been, even though he’s been in a funk lately.

She NEEDED to treat him better! J would still need to pry him out of this out-of-character sadness, because N is never the sad one, (that's usually herself)!

But J will allow him to tell her what’s wrong when he’s ready to, she refuses to force it out of him this time.

Neither of the two knew where either of them stood now, or where their relationship could go from here.

Remain co-workers?

Acquaintances??

Friends???

(Maybe even something more~)

Only time will tell...

And they have so much of it!

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15 YEARS LATER, UZI POV

...

A lot of time passes by in what feels like an instant. (Because it was lmao...)

Uzi Doorman, now a 23 year old woman (still in school though, as for some dumbass reason, there was an extra level of schooling for drones, and they graduate at 25 instead of 18…) was working on her project for class the next day!

The silver hair and yellow eyed girl was building her “Sick-As-Hell Railgun”!

Something that has never been built before!

Except for maybe by her father Khan if anyone had, but he was a door nerd!

He could never have been a badass at one point, right?? It’s impossible for most fathers to be cool, especially hers…

Uzi felt like one of the only drones in the entire bunker who wasn't a damned coward!

The only other person in her life who was nice to her was one of her cousins, Thad.

He was probably the chillest dude in her entire class, and despite everyone else threatening him to stay away from the purple freak, he never budged.

Thad wasn’t afraid of them, nor Lizzy’s pathetic threats of taking away his popularity. The dude never even cared about any of that stuff to begin with! 

Thad would be there for his cousin, if nobody else will.

Everyone needed someone!

Uzi loved Thad. He really was the only light in her life right now. 

Khan, on the rare occasion he ever even came home at all, never spoke to Uzi even ONCE!

Her father hasn’t spoken to Uzi in years at this point, hell, he can’t even look at her. The golden girl knows why too, but she wasn’t happy about the reasoning.

When Uzi learned of her mothers’ passing, she was devastated! They both were, understandably... who wouldn't be?

But unlike her, Khan… he just could never let it go.

The man tries to do everything in his power to act like his daughter doesn’t even exist. Or in worse cases when he does actually acknowledge her, he utterly annihilates her in the media!

Uzi Doorman had passed by a sign on the school board this morning, the cover for the magazine ‘Drone of the Year’ and it read:

“Doors are my real daughter!”

‘Fuck you, Khan. You don’t even deserve to be called a father’ Uzi thought to herself, brooding.

She does that a lot. Nowhere near as much as her other cousin Doll does, but still!

And yet despite all of the bullshit, at least she HAS a father still!

Her cousins lost both of their parents that very same night Uzi lost her mom. Doll and Thad were orphans.

Uncle Mitchell and Auntie Yeva never had that classic telltale sign of drone death everyone else does, the red ‘Fatal Error’ logo on their visors... but if they had uploaded their consciousness elsewhere that night like Uzi assumed, they should have made it back to their bodies by this point.

It has been over a decade and a half by this point!

Why did Yeva and Mitchell never come home, if they weren't dead??

Just in case either of them managed to come back someday, their bodies were put into pods in the cryosleep chambers in the lower levels of Outpost 3… right next to her uncle Mitchell’s old human body, of which was still fully intact somehow,  encased in a layer of ice. 

His original mask still on the body, because taking it off would have rotted the body in an instant. Mitchell wanted to preserve it for historical purposes.

Yeva made him a smaller mask to fit his new head as an accessory right after their marriage. He loved it, though not as much as he loved her.

Robo-god, Uzi missed them. She can't imagine how Doll and Thad must feel.

She hopes they missed her mother Nori, just as much as she missed her aunt and uncle.

Uzi hated humanity with a passion, but the stories Thad and Doll have told about their father had proven to Uzi that there WERE some good humans before they all killed themselves!

Despite her own family drama, she feels terrible for her cousins… actually, she feels bad for Thad.

Doll can suck it!

The so-called 'Queen Crimson' is nothing but a complete lapdog to Lizzy and her posse of pink pom-pom bimbos, and she actively bullied Uzi as well, just by sheer association with them!

Uzi was done being a doormat for her classmates and elders, and decided to step up and be the one who could SAVE THIS COLONY!

No matter how much they didn’t deserve it…

Tomorrow was going to be a long day, wasn’t it?

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Alice (017)

Beau Bullock (Pill Baby)

Serial Designation C (Cynori)

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{END OF ACT ONE}

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Uzi Doorman's life sucks. At least she thinks it does. 

No wait, everyone thinks that. At least the people in this damn bunker that recognize her existence at all do. 

They just don't care because they aren't her, so why would it be their problem?

Uzi was late to class today. Which is normal for her, but in this instance it’s because she took an all-nighter working on her “Sick-As-Hell Railgun” for her class project, and she was super duper tired, her battery was running on less than 10%... she hoped the cafeteria is serving high voltage batteries today at lunch, robogod knows she needs it… 

She grabbed the railgun and the first charge for it she could see, put them in her bag, and before she knew it, was well on her way towards the school.

During the class presentation, Uzi went on a tangent about their parent company, JCJenson: IN SPAAAAAAAAACE, and that despite humanity now being extinct, their final act as a species was to send these murder drones after them all, and how the bunker needed to fight back instead of simply cowardly hiding behind her father’s admittedly impressive doors. Sure, the doors are nice and all, but the problem will never go away if nobody ever does anything about it.

Goes to show just how terrible humanity was (Except for her Uncle Mitchell, he was cool. Damn shame he’s dead. Sorta), and how despite being long gone for over two decades now, the humans’ actions always had long term consequences. 

If it weren’t for Mitchell being a teacher here in this school before he supposedly “died”, Uzi and the rest of her classmates never would have learned about the fate of Earth, and/or humanity itself. They were all incredibly thankful for him and his efforts before he went away.

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After her tangent ended, she pulled out the gun. It’s a good thing she was NOT a quiet kid, and everyone expects this kind of thing with her. She was always inventing something. 

Although, bringing a literal gun to school was a bit too edgy, even for her. At least her classmates thought so. 

The teacher, not so much. He also just does NOT CARE ABOUT ANYTHING. AT ALL… he never does. That man is the embodiment of the phrase ‘dead inside’.

“That’s so not the vibe!” one of the kids with green eyes yelled.

“BITE ME! Easy morons, it doesn’t work… YET! I said it doesn’t work YET!! Who said it doesn’t work?? MAYBE IT DOES!”

Uzi cackles like a madwoman as the gun sparks golden lightning around it, up until her teacher, Mr. Lawrence Lovehart, interrupts her insane chuckling.

He sighs, “Uzi, the homework was a word problem about buying watermelons?”

“Oh, and this magnetically amplified proton converter doesn’t count?” Uzi replied sarcastically.

…

“Plus, repressed emotional baggage was only worth two points on the rubric.

And is it supposed to be that color?” the teacher boredly asks, despite recognizing that he is in imminent danger. At least Uzi was keeping things interesting around here.

“Huh?”

Right as she says this, the railgun flashes red, and immediately blows up the classroom. 

Miraculously, nobody was killed or even injured, though Uzi herself did have her visor cracked. She went to the nurses office to get it bandaged up immediately, it would be good enough for now, at least until somebody down at the hospital can fix it up for her later on this evening.

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The yellow eyed girl was still at the nurses office, wallowing in her misery, until she spotted two other girls just outside in the hall, taunting her.

“Ewwww, it didn’t kill her! Ohmahgod I’m so bad!!”

The two popular girls laughed their asses off as they ran away from the scene. 

One of these girls was Lizzy Lovehart, their teacher’s daughter, and the number one person on Uzi’s hit list should she ever decide to go ape shit.  

Lizzy was the typical high school blonde mean girl. Nothing too special about her that Uzi knows about, except for the fact she is surprisingly good at hacking into things. Uzi is still better though!

The other girl however? Her name is Doll Rosswell. Her own cousin. Doll was an absolute lapdog to Lizzy, and she will get no respect from Uzi. She goes along with all the bullying she receives from the others, and despite Doll never planning any of it herself, she was still complicit. Her own cousin bullied her. 

Her other cousin, however…

“Hah! Classic toxic masculinity, Chad! That will surely never end up becoming problematic…” Thad responded to Chad as he walked into the nurses office to check up on his cousin.

“Hey Uzi… I heard you exploded?” Thad asked curiously.

“BITE ME!”

“No, thank you. Another one of your inventions, I presume?”

“What else? We can’t just sit around and do nothing, Thad! We have to fight back against those… those monsters! I know that you prefer the doors over confrontation just like everyone else in this damned place, but I know you understand where I’m coming from here!”

Thad did in fact understand where Uzi was coming from. The doors were nice to have and they kept them all safe, but this bunker needed a plan B just in case those doors ever DID run into an issue for some reason… 

Nobody besides Uzi, Thad, Lizzy, and Doll had even considered arming themselves! 

Khan Doorman was so sure of himself that there could never possibly be an issue. He hasn’t even checked the doors’ stability for the last 5 years in fact, he was so sure about this! They were supposed to go under maintenance every 3.

The drones of Outpost 3 were a bunch of sitting ducks, just waiting for an inciting incident! 

…

“Getting rid of those murderers once and for all would be a blessing… but I have a feeling as if the safety of everyone here in the bunker isn’t exactly why you want to destroy them, is it Z?” Thad asked.

Uzi paused, and scowled a bit at this. 

She had yellow eyes and silver hair, just like her mother Nori did…

AND JUST LIKE THEM.

Uzi’s edgy and dangerous antics, on top of how she looks, make her the prime target for all of the harassment and bullying inside the bunker. And not just from her fellow students, either. Even the adults are scared of her and decide to steer clear.

Her own father, the bunker’s leader by the way, can’t even LOOK at her without having a mental breakdown. 

Whether it's due to the trauma surrounding the situation with his supposedly dead wife, or genuine disappointment in his daughter, nobody knew. Not even Uzi herself knew which one it was for certain, though she was under the assumption it was the former. 

She knew her father Khan took an interest in her inventions, despite never speaking a word directly to her about them. She saw them all over the kitchen table most nights after coming home from school, Khan trying to understand how she built them.

Because of her looks, everyone loved calling her a “bootleg murder drone”. She had a mighty need to kill the murder drones, not just for everyone's safety and well being, but to prove that she was NOT like them at all, and could save this colony for real! No more hiding like cowards behind a bunch of damned doors!

…

“You're right, Thad. I don't really care about anyone else here besides YOU. I'm sure you know why I need to do this without needing me to say it directly?” Uzi asked him.

“Only me? I know you've got your issues with Uncle Khan, and for good reason, but me being the only one?? How about Doll?”

“Doll can go fuck herself, she bullies me too! You're the only drone in this damn place who's ever been nice to me, hell, the only one who even bothers to talk to me! 

To ask how I'm doing! 

To make sure I'm safe, despite thinking I apparently exploded!”  

Uzi started unintentionally tearing up a little bit, realizing just how lonely and frustrated she really was about it all. She slapped herself in the face hard, and text on her visor (that was visible and not currently covered by bandages) read “edge levels restored”.

Thad was at a loss for words. Was he truly the only light in Uzi's life? 

Was this always the case after Nori vanished and his parents died? 

He didn't realize Doll was bullying Uzi too, they were in different classes after all. Thad couldn't really watch what his twin sister was doing all the time, and even if he could, it would be pretty weird to stalk your own sibling.

He should have been paying more attention though… Thad knew Uzi got ruthlessly bullied, but by Doll? He would have a long talk with his twin sister about this later on...

“Thad… at 3AM tomorrow morning, I'm sneaking out of the bunker. I'm going to steal dad's extra keycard, sling this railgun over my shoulders, and kill those bastards myself, once and for all! I must have accidentally grabbed the wrong charge for it this morning. It needs a different type of power source, hence why it blew up in class… but I know this will for sure work! You have to believe me!”

Thad believed her on that, but he could not believe what else he just heard. 

This was going to happen whether he liked it or not, knowing his cousin. 

When she puts her mind to something she WILL go through with it all the way, consequences be damned. 

But even for her, this was pure madness! And downright suicidal!

He could not let her do this alone, however. If she were to go alone, she would just be killing herself with extra steps.

…

“I'm going with you then, Z. I can't just let you die out there alone. We both know you get overconfident. We’re going to need to play it safe, as much as possible at least, considering something as insane as that.”

Uzi was shocked Thad wanted to come with, but she certainly wasn't going to deny his assistance! 

She also knew damn well he also wanted answers as to why the murderer with a bob cut hesitated before “killing” his and Doll's parents. 

Sure, he wasn't anywhere near as vengeful as Doll, that's just not who Thad was. He still needed answers, though, of course! 

Auntie Yeva and Uncle Mitchell never had that classic “Fatal Error” death message on their visors, so their consciousnesses were probably still out there somewhere!

But it's also been 15 years.

Doll and Thad knew this, and had started wondering if their parents’ consciousnesses never made it somewhere before their bodies died, and were truly dead, or if they had abandoned them. Both of them knew that couldn’t be true, their parents simply loved them too much. They were good people (Unlike Khan, apparently…)!

If they were gonna come back, they would have by now…

Unless they couldn’t for whatever reason?

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LATER THAT NIGHT, LIZZY POV

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The self-proclaimed ‘Lovely Lizzy Lovehart’ was having such a wonderful night! That yellow twerp embarrassed herself yet again in front of everyone in the school, and her game plan for tonight was ready to go! She packed her bags full of clothes and some food, and a bunch of chargers for all of her electronics. She wasn’t gonna be coming home…

That damn emo bitch seemingly wasn’t the only one who brought a gun today :)

Lizzy has never liked Uzi, not ever since Thad had decided to side with her when she originally started to tease Uzi when they were children. 

The night those murderers known as ‘V and J’ broke in, and Thad and Doll’s parents were killed, and Uzi’s mom abandoned everyone with her ass likely dying outside as well, it solidified Lizzy and Thad’s fates. 

She wanted to confess to him that night, but that damn murder drone V ruined everything by killing his folks! He instead decided to run back as soon as he found out to comfort his sister after witnessing firsthand their parents’ slaughter, and hugged his sobbing cousin after losing her mom... ick! Caring about others? She couldn't understand it, her dad never showed her such a thing.

It was that night when Lizzy realized just how terrible she truly was. She vomited in her own mouth at the sight of Thad helping other girls, even though they were his family. She didn't care about that though, he would be hers!

(Thad has that all powerful skibidi rizz just like his daddy Mitchell).

Lizzy used to be so down bad for Thad. 

She felt nothing but hatred for him now, almost as much as the yellow gremlin herself! In fact, everyone in this bunker could go to hell for all she cares, except for Doll maybe. She decided to start banging Doll instead, trying to get under Thad’s thick metal skin in the process! Doll is now completely wrapped around her fingers!

But this attempt never worked against Thad. Doll was her own person, and could make her own choices. Her business was not his, and as her brother, he wished to respect her choices no matter how much he disagreed with them. 

At least until he discovered today that Doll was actively participating in Uzi’s bullying cycle as well. Lizzy doesn’t know how Thad couldn't have known, but it was extremely funny to her. Thad had been angrily texting Doll for the last two hours, and Doll is currently bunking with Lizzy at her place, not wanting to face her brother.

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“[Is it possible that we go too far with Uzi? What did she even do to you to make you hate her so much to begin with?]” Doll questioned a still laughing Lizzy.

“No way you're defending that yellow weirdo now?! Not after all of your own sins against her! Do you really think she will end up forgiving you after everything you have done to her with me and the rest of the gang? Fat chance!" Lizzy coldly replied. 

Doll was ashamed of herself and her actions against her own cousin. She loved Lizzy, but she has been getting a bit more… extreme as of late?

Lizzy has started acting like Uzi herself, ironically enough. Giggling like a madwoman, scheming, coming up with plots to ruin her cousin's day. It’s becoming a bit much for Doll.

Teasing and name calling is one thing. Even a shove every now and then is something she knew Uzi could handle, she was a tough girl.

But… Lizzy has had some questionable search results recently. (Both violent searches, and… some spicy ones too. Doll had no place to judge her friend’s preferences though, they were all freaky in here in one way or another) 

No, what had Doll concerned was about the searches about weapons. Perhaps she was trying to one up Uzi in the next class presentation? Despite it exploding, Doll had to admit that the railgun DID look sick as hell!

(Why do these kids keep bringing guns to school?? Where do they think they are, the United States??)

Maybe it could help her in her vengeance plan to kill the one known as ‘V’? Fuck just getting answers, Doll wanted that bitch 6 feet underground!

…

It was now 2:45AM in the morning. Lizzy had special plans that would start at 3AM, the dirty blonde knew of Uzi’s insane plans to go outside of the bunker and shoot up the extremely hot killer robots, because she managed to hack into Thad’s phone and compromised the microphone. She heard EVERYTHING.

Lizzy’s plan? She hated Uzi more than anything in the universe. So…

She grabbed her trusty ray gun that she bought off of Amazon (it somehow still exists in the 31st century, even long after humanity itself is gone. Corporate greed never dies) and headed out of her apartment. 

Doll was still laying asleep on the couch. While Lizzy originally hooked up with Doll just to get on Thad’s nerves, she had to admit seeing her sleep so comfortably in her place was super duper adorable! (She is so gay lmao, how the hell did she fall for Thad to begin with? Must be that skibidi rizz she keeps hearing about, legendary stuff whatever it is.)

Is this what it feels like to… care for others? Lizzy was glad she finally understood what that felt like, and it felt good to her empty, black void she called a heart…

…

So it was a damn shame she was about to ruin it all, and murder Thad for the sake of getting to Uzi.

As soon as she shoots his core out, Lizzy will run out of the bunker herself! She even made a hole in one of the walls in the empty apartment next door to let the murder drones inside! She doesn’t care anymore, just like her father. 

Except unlike him, she’s a total psychopath. 

Even if she gets killed by those beasts, she can die happy knowing Uzi will NEVER be happy ever again!

Doll’s reaction would haunt her for life though. Lizzy hopes she would get slaughtered by the murder drones, instead of dying to whatever the hell Doll would end up doing to her. If anything, the murder drones killing her would be a mercy! 

The time was nearing, Lizzy needed to get going!

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UZI & THAD POV

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Thad and Uzi were making their way to the doors to leave the bunker. 

Most people in the WDF went on their break around this time of night, so they hoped neither of them would run into any issues trying to leave. Thad was lugging around a huge metal pipe with him, and Uzi had her golden railgun strapped to her back.

They were ready.

What they weren’t ready for was Khan Doorman himself to show up right in front of them, waiting behind the ice cold door number 3. 

Khan stared daggers into Thad, not looking at Uzi for even a second. He couldn't. 

He had watched them leave Thad and Dolls place, making their way towards the exit with a golden railgun strapped to Uzi’s back. 

He had seen this happen before. 

He couldn’t stop her then.

And Nori never came home.

Khan would not let history repeat itself here. He needed to save his daughter from herself.

…

“And just where are you two headed off to?” Khan coldly asked while giving a death glare to his nephew.

“Hey, Khan? This was MY plan, not Thad’s! If you're gonna blame anyone, blame me!” Uzi yelled at her father. She would never again call him “Dad” after all the neglect and sheer disrespect coming from him over the last decade and a half.

“I know it was your plan… because your mother did the same thing 15 years ago! And guess what? She never came home! She’s dead, Uzi! This thing you want to do? It’s a suicide mission!” 

“Thad, I am extremely disappointed in you for allowing Uzi to fall so far into her own insanity! As the only adult left in this family, and therefore your legal guardian, you are grounded, young man! And as for you Uzi, unless you're going to school, you won't be leaving our apartment until you graduate and move out and live on your own! You can kill yourself then if you want, but not while still under my care!” Khan blasted at the green and golden duo.

“Your care? YOUR CARE??? Khan, this is the first time you have spoken to me in 4 fucking years!! And you’re grounding me?? What in the flying fuck is wrong with you?? And Thad didn't even do anyth-”

“SHUT THE HELL UP AND GO HOME! BOTH OF YOU! RIGHT NOW! OR I WILL DRAG YOU THERE AND LOCK YOU TWO UP MYSELF!” Khan screamed, the rest of the WDF employees coming back now from their breaks, wondering what the heck got Khan so riled up.

Uzi and Thad were bewildered by the sheer audacity of this man. They wouldn’t budge though, so Khan decided to grab them by the wrists hard, confiscate Uzi’s railgun and Thad’s metal pipe, and threw them outside the door, slamming it shut with his controller. 

He was so mad, he even locked every door in the entire colony remotely, except for his own apartment so they would have nowhere else to go.

They would either go home, or freeze out here all night. He was too frustrated to care. He put the railgun down on his desk, and went back to his very important work (He just played rummy all night, complaining about his daughter’s bullshit to his employees).  

Khan would not be going home the next day, nor check any of the cameras, his employees could do it. If Uzi or Thad had an issue, they could just bother Doll about it. They are all adults, they need to grow the hell up and learn to not always fight things. 

Fighting ends up with people hurt, or in worse cases, dead. People like his wife. People like his brother and sister in law…

…

Uzi was bawling, cuddled up into a ball on the ice cold floor now, her wrist made a nasty cracking noise as Khan threw her to the floor. Thad was furious with his uncle, but knew they had no other choice but to head back to Uzi’s so-called “home.”

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Lizzy had snuck her way into the Dorman household a good two minutes before Khan locked every door in the colony. She was waiting for her extremely handsome victim and that awful gremlin she hated to arrive. 

She would kill Thad and not Uzi, because she thought killing Uzi would be too good for her, she wanted that bitch to SUFFER!

Right before she started to crash out due to waiting about 25 minutes crouching under the living room coffee table, her prayers were answered and the door opened…

“I hate him, Thad! Hate! Haaaaaaaaaaaatttttttteeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!”

“Everyone in this damn colony besides you, and maybe Doll simply because she’s your sister, and is nowhere near as bad as Khan despite literally bullying me, will burn!! I don’t even care anymore if they decide to finally banish me, I will kill him, Thad! I will kill Lizzy, and the rest of our horrible classmates! I can’t believe I ever wanted to save their sorry asses!!! I WILL KILL ALL OF THEM MYSELF, THAD!!! FUCK THE MURDER DRONES, I WILL KILL THEM ALL MYSELF!!!”

Thad too was crying a little bit now, something he almost never does, at least in front of others. He was terrified for his cousin’s sanity and safety, and would not leave her side right now. He couldn’t ever bring himself to leave her, like seemingly everyone else in her life had done…

“Uzi, please calm down! I can’t even blame you for feeling this way, but please try to stay sane! You can stay at my place if you like, permanently even if you want. This horrible place shouldn’t be your home anymore, not after what we just went through! “ Thad begged Uzi to relax.

The golden girl, still crying, hugged her cousin tightly. He really was the only light in her sorry ass life.

“Y-You won’t leave me, will you Thad?” Uzi whined, pure sadness and depression in her voice.

“No. Never, Uzi.” Thad replied back.

“Are you sure about that?” Lizzy suddenly came out from under the coffee table right behind them. Before the lemon and lime duo could react, a bright green light enveloped the entire living room, as Lizzy ran away, her mission finally completed. 

“There was no way he could come back from that!” she (incorrectly) assumed.

…

Uzi suddenly woke up in a cold sweat, yet despite that, the floor was extremely hot for some reason? She was knocked out? ‘What the heck happened?’ Uzi wondered. 

When her vision returned, her whole world froze. 

She saw Thad’s limp body on the other side of her living room floor, a ginormous, searing hot hole torn right through his chest.

It looks like it just barely missed his core, but Uzi wasn't thinking about that at the moment. In fact, she wasn’t thinking about ANYTHING.  

She was drained enough as it was… and now?

The last light in her life blinked out.

And so, she would too. Uzi slowly crawled her way up to her cousin's body, and hugged him tightly, whimpering, shaking, as he slowly bled out onto the hot floor. And now that she was here for him finally, he bled out his black blood (oil) onto Uzi herself. She couldn’t cry. She couldn’t speak. She couldn't feel, see, or hear anything at all anymore.

The poor girl didn’t even notice Doll walking in, slamming the door down with a red symbol twirling around in her hands, and immediately attempted notifying the WDF something was wrong. But none of them picked up her calls.

Uzi wanted to die, right here right now. She needed her light back, even if she had to be surrounded eternally by darkness for that light to come back to her. She needed Thad badly, he just promised that he wouldn't leave her! 

But he wasn’t here right now. Maybe he never would be again.

Uzi’s world continued to fade, until her visor finally blacked out from the sheer amount of stress. She vaguely felt herself get lifted onto something and carried outside of this horrible place, but she didn't care about being saved, when Thad couldn't be. 

The only one who deserved to be…

And with that final thought, the golden eyed girl finally fell into the eternal, black void of nothingness…

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"IWAY" Uzi Doorman

"Non IWAY" Uzi Doorman

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Ever since that one fateful night a little over 15 years ago, Doll had known nothing but pain.

Vengeance.

Rage.

That natural craving for revenge.

But until today, that revenge was fueled and targeted towards one person in particular.

‘Serial Designation V’.

Now?

She and Uzi both had just been horribly betrayed, by somebody Doll thought loved her. 

‘Lizzy Lovehart’

That name used to bring the Russian girl joy. She brought a certain feeling to Doll that very few things could fill in the bottomless hole of her heart after losing her parents. 

But now she wanted nothing more than to put that blonde haired bitch 6 feet underground, right next to that murder monster.

Lizzy had just murdered Thad, her twin brother. 

The only family she had left, besides Uzi.

And Uzi? Doll bullied her. FOR Lizzy! Sure, she had never planned out anything herself, nor did she ever physically harm her. But she let the others around her do so, and dared to laugh at it.

The laughs were never real. It was just a mask to hide her own true feelings. To hide her pain.

She would no longer be using any masks. 

All it has done is made her make a fool out of herself, thinking that Lizzy could ever have possibly been a good person. A fool for hurting Uzi by letting all that pain and abuse happen to her poor cousin.

Doll knew that no amount of apologies would make it any better. What’s done is done, and the past will stay there forever. 

But the future? She hoped that Uzi would at the very least give her the chance to improve their relationship instead of cutting her off completely, especially now that she was all Doll had left. 

Uzi was now Doll’s only light.

Doll gives zero shits about Khan, with not just how he treats Uzi, but Thad as well, at least while he was still living.

Thad and Uzi fought with Khan a few hours ago. She saw it all go down, she was hiding around the corner. She wished to join them in their fight, specifically to take out V. She did not care about the other two, personally. She could hopefully reason with them, having the solver made her stronger than a disassembler. The only reason her mama Yeva had lost is because she was blind, and taken by surprise. Doll would have the higher ground in that situation.

Thad was texting her angrily earlier about her treatment of Uzi, which is fair. She could not deal with that conversation at that moment, so she would have followed them in secret.

The moment Lizzy had left her apartment for whatever she was planning, Doll had also left, she was faking being asleep on the couch. She knew that Lizzy was up to something, but the sheer scale of it would have been unimaginable to her a mere few hours ago. 

When she found Uzi in a catatonic state curled up to her dead twin brother, she didn't know how to react. She tried calling the WDF for assistance in a panic.

But nobody came.

And nobody would, they were on their own. Doll had used her solver to lift the door she just smashed, and placed Thad and Uzi onto it, and came right here. She needed to make sure they were in a safe place. Unfortunately for her, having to deal with Uzi and her now dead brother gave Lizzy the chance to run away. She was no longer even in the bunker, Doll would have sensed her presence.

If it were her in his place, she would have been fine. The solver could regenerate her if she died. 

Thad though? He didn’t inherit it from his mother, not as far as Doll was aware. 

Just in case he does have it though and nobody realizes it, she puts a single drop of oil into Thad’s now cold mouth, hoping that, in the off chance he DID have the solver, he could come back!

On one hand, having it could save his life!

On the other hand, the solver was nothing but a curse. And she would hate it if her brother had to live with it too, even if it could maybe save his life in this case. 

Doll was spiraling, not knowing how to feel about any of this. Her parents were slaughtered many years ago, and now her brother would join them in the afterlife, leaving Doll and Uzi all alone.

As per usual, all she could feel was AGONY AND PAIN.

…

Khan used to be an inspiration. A legend. But now? 

He was a complete and utter failure.

Both as a father, and as a man.

Does Khan even know what had happened? Of course he does, if he’s not watching the cameras himself, his employees certainly are. He would have been notified by this point. [‘Can’t even be here for your own nephew's death, Khan? Or to comfort your obviously traumatized daughter?’] Doll thought.

Uzi was correct, and so was her Auntie Nori. They needed to finally fight back. Khan never fought. All he ever does is run from his problems, putting a ton of walls up (or doors, in his case) over himself, completely locking himself away from having any kind of relationships with other drones, even his own family.

Doll would not run from her problems. 

Not anymore, at least.

She looked over to Uzi, who was still unconscious and desperately latching onto Thad’s dead body. They were in the colony’s morgue right now. Doll shed no tears, no matter how much she wanted to. The russian couldn’t afford to be sad right now, she needed to take action for the both of them. 

“[I know you must hate me, Uzi. And to be frank, I totally deserve it. But I promise you… I WILL avenge him! I will not be here when you wake, but I promise you that justice shall be served. You are all I have left, cousin. Please. Stay safe…]” Doll said quietly to nobody. Uzi could not hear this, she was still unconscious.

Before Doll left however, she had left a note for Uzi to discover when she awoke. She was right in assuming that no apologies would be accepted by the silver haired menace to society. But she still deserved to know the truth about how she felt, and why Doll did what she did. 

And to know that deep down, she had always cared. And will no longer tolerate her being in pain. It all ends today.

Doll proceeded to teleport out of the room.

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N & J POV

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The last 15 years had been quite a magical time for the golden chain duo! They have been dating for the last 9 of them, and J had never been happier in all her life (even the parts she could not remember right now)! 

V was currently off creating a slaughter somewhere, and to wallow in her own misery when she finally got home, just like every night since they were stationed on this dead, frozen world nearly 20 years ago.

When J and N had started officially dating, they kicked V out of the corpse spire, because she could not stop being an ass to them both, and she now resided in a makeshift RV just outside of it. 

It was cozy, and it's not like she needed that much space anyways. She had the entire planet at her fingertips, she could go wherever and do whatever she wanted with practically zero consequences, as long as she kept killing people and doing her job.

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N and J were flying through the skies like they always do at this time of night, seeing if they could find any straggling workers not in a bunker attempting to hide from them. They never could, especially now that N was giving his job his all.

Knowing the truth of the solver, N could not risk being sad about all of the killing.  

He still was of course, but he couldn’t let that stop him anymore. It was too risky, J was right.

If only she knew the REAL reason as to why they were doing all of this. There is no company. There hasn't been in decades.

They destroyed it.

J and N had just got off of a lovely dinner date, and were now hunting for some dessert~

“Whoever gets the first kill gets to be on top tonight!” N said, blushing.

“Oh, you are SO ON!” J replied with a smug grin on her face, trying to hold back her own blush, and failing miserably at it.

Just after that interaction, J spotted a worker down below! But…

She was staring right up at them? With no indication of fear in her pink colored optics? Who the heck was this girl, and more importantly, was she dumb?? (J had a thing for idiots, it seemed)

…

“Yo, killer robots! I know your thing is… murder and all, but I have a proposition for ya!”

N and J were confused by this, but they came down to her anyway, claws out, and put the blades right up to her thin neck.

“Before you kill me, I wanted to tell you I left a hole in one of the sides of Outpost 3! You guys can get in easily now with no trouble! No doors can hold you back from doing what you do best!”

J and N were shocked by what this girl was telling them. This pink eyed drone really just… made a hole for them to go in and slaughter everyone?

But why? And was it a trap?

“How do we know this isn't a way to trap us?” N asked the weirdly-chill-around-a-bunch-of-cannibals-girl.

“Because I am on the run from that hellhole! I just murdered my friends’ brother, and that girl is dangerous, man! She has some weird demon powers or something, and you guys killing me here and now would be a mercy in comparison to whatever her, or robogod help me, her cousin would do to me! Please! Kill me!” Lizzy desperately begged them, not willing to kill herself, and wanting someone else to do it for her like the spoiled brat she is.

J and N were somehow even more gobsmacked than before? Some might say they were flabbergasted? Bamboozled? 

N knew the truth. The workers weren't actually corrupted, and this mission was a total sham, but maybe it was actually true for some of them? Because this girl was clearly insane. Not as much as V, but insane for sure!

‘Wait, did she just say her ex-friend has the solver????’ N thought, eyes hollowing out.

‘Murdering other workers? That was supposed to be their thing! This bitch was stealing their mojo!’ J thought.

“Well, if you WANT us to kill you, we won’t you weirdo! Go kill yourself if you need it THAT BAD!” J barked. 

The two ended up letting Lizzy go, and she continued to run away into the endless snow storm, until they could no longer see the insane blonde girl.

J and N would make their way to Outpost 3, as it turns out this girl was telling the truth! They would head inside and slaughter everyone…

But there was another huge concern for N. 

…

When he initially chatted it up with Cynori after their fight, and regained all of his memories that fateful night, she mentioned that she had a daughter. A girl named Uzi Doorman. And she lived in THIS bunker!

He had not mentioned anything about this, nor his situation with Cynori to J, or even V. That psycho would slaughter the girl without hesitation, especially if she knew who she was! But J truly did not remember anything about their pasts, and could potentially kill Uzi in the process of genociding these drones.

Uzi would be in her early 20s by now, right? N wondered what his niece's life was like! 

If N found her, he would spare Uzi and her family even if J was confused or tried to fight him on it. He would need to let her in on the situation eventually anyway. J never asked him complicated questions if he didn’t want to answer them, so it would never have come up. 

But it probably will tonight, and N needed to mentally prepare himself for anything. 

He loved doing anything!

Except for dealing with family drama. He had dealt with more than enough of that throughout all of his lives.

…

UZI POV, SAME TIME AS J & N’S BREAK IN

…

Uzi woke up in so much pain. Emotionally and physically. 

She still could not feel anything, but the depression had finally kicked in at max processing power, now that she was awake and could no longer sleep it all off.

The suicidal thoughts had went away the moment she fell asleep, but the emptiness had yet to be replaced with anything. Uzi knew it would inevitably end up becoming pure rage and vengeance, but she didn't know who she would target, and she wouldn’t be doing that yet anyways. 

No, she needed time to grieve properly first.

She got off the table she was laying on with a corpse, and stood above the man. Her wonderful, sweet, thoughtful, jock cousin, Thad Rosswell. The only one who cared for her.

Unlike his parents who may or may not have had a chance to upload their consciousness somewhere else, in Thad’s case, it happened way too fast. He even had the “Fatal Error” message on his screen.

Thad was gone.

Uzi noticed a piece of paper taped to the wall. She took it down, and opened it. It was written in Russian.

“Doll…” Uzi grimaced, but decided to read it anyways, knowing it was probably very important since her twin literally just fucking died and caught her sleeping with his corpse.

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[Dear Uzi, 

I know you must hate me for everything I have done to you, and allowed others to do. And you are completely in the right for feeling that way. No amount of apologies will ever make it okay, so to not waste your time, I won’t even try, at least not here. 

If you are wondering where I am right now, I am going off to find Lizzy, and kill that bitch. Maybe even V, if I am lucky.

I did it all for her. I never hated you, no matter how much it seemed like I did. But I genuinely loved Lizzy, and wanted to see her happy. And only now do I see that love was going one way, and not the other.

Unfortunately, her “happiness” came at the expense of yours. 

It was never about popularity. She just… made me feel something that nobody else could ever make me feel since mama and papa died. 

I felt truly ALIVE, Uzi. 

Someone that I could love, something I could do to mask the pain, the dread, the utter hatred and the desperate need for vengeance against those monsters! But I ended up hurting you, in an attempt to fix myself. 

And I can’t blame you if you never forgive me for it, I don’t think I will even be able to forgive myself. I have done serious damage. Damage that I’m not sure I will be able to fix, but I want to try. I NEED to. 

Thad may be gone, but you are not alone, Uzi. Not as long as I am still breathing.

Also, fuck your dad. I heard that fight go down, word for word. I was hiding behind the corner a few feet away. While I am on my own revenge hunt currently, kick his ass for the both of us will you?

I love you cousin. And I am so goddamn fucking sorry that I never let you know that before now. Thad would not want you to grieve too hard. He would want you to fight back, keep moving forward, as you always have. Something I will also be doing now. No more running from the past, nor from myself.

Please, rest easy, Uzi. I’ll see you later?

-Doll]

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Uzi was in tears yet again. Doll did actually care for her after all? She was glad that Thad may have NOT been the last light in her life after all, it just so happened that this light was super dim. But she could see it now! 

She would scratch Doll off the “murder if I go ape shit” list.

Doll was right. Uzi could not just simply forgive her for her actions. But they were all they had left now, and could be there for each other. Better late than never, she supposed.

Still more effort than Khan had ever done for her .

…

As she was in thought, Uzi noticed a weird silver-y colored liquid fill up Thad's chest-hole.

‘What the actual fuck?????’ Uzi thought.

It then covered up his entire body, swirling around until it vanished into thin air?

‘OH MY ROBO-GOD THE HOLE IS GONE!’

And not even a full second later, Thad’s green eyes opened wide! Hollowed out, and he screamed at the top of his lungs.

THAD WAS ALIVE!

“Z, something dangerous is coming down the hall right now! Hide!!” Thad screamed at her.

The golden girl was in pure shock at witnessing her cousin coming back to life like some kind of ‘zombie drone’, but as soon as his request processed in her mind, she followed his directions.

How did he know something was coming, though? And what could be dangerous enough to scare him like this after literally dying??

________________________

J and N went on a rampage throughout the bunkers’ halls. The so-called “WDF” couldn’t do shit to the duo, and they stabbed and shot through them all like butter. 

‘Those useless soldiers would make for a nice leftover breakfast in the morning’, J thought to herself.

They continued to walk down the halls until they came across a drone. 

But not just ANY drone! 

This was the solver wielding one that the psycho girl was talking about! And it was red! N had to admit that it looked much cooler than yellow, despite how scared shitless he was right now seeing it. She was more than ready for a fight. 

J noticed how tense N was, and tried to comfort him a bit, but N spoke up before J could do anything.

“Hey, uh, we saw that psycho girl you're probably looking for, she wanted us to kill her so you wouldn't, but we just let her go? She went west, if you're curious.”

“[You things can talk???]” Doll was shocked, but appreciated the information from this seemingly friendly murder drone that had also just killed a quarter of the WDF?

“[Also why the fuck did you let her go?? Isn't your whole thing killing workers on sight?]”

“Hey, whatever the hell happened between you two gave us free food for the next 10 years, so I can't really complain about the methods of how we got to it! It was the least we could do!” J said.

“[Yeah, well, that bitch just murdered my brother. I could kill you both right now with my solver easily, but personally, I don't care about you two. The third one killed my parents 15 years ago, and I want her head on a pike specifically!]”

“[Hell, I will straight up let you both continue your slaughter if you promise not to kill my cousin, Uzi. She's off limits! Anyone else? Eat them for all I care, everyone in here sucks!]” Doll continued.

She threw a picture of herself, Uzi, and Thad at them so they could know what Uzi looked like.

It was useful information for J, but N already knew what Uzi was supposed to look like…

He was horrified by the revelation that this red eyed drone was Uzi's COUSIN. Does that make him technically an uncle to this Russian girl as well, maybe?

'Wait a minute... If she is Uzi's cousin, and that pink eyed drone just killed her brother, that meant'-

…

N's visor went completely blank. For only the second time in the last 15 years, he felt hatred.

Pure hatred!

J noticed this immediately, and let Doll know that they would spare Uzi. J would let this girl get some much needed revenge on V, and N agreed to this as well, just without speaking anything aloud. 

Doll was extremely pleased with this sudden turn of events, not even needing to fight them! She then teleported outside the bunker, heading towards the corpse spire.

This just means she had more energy to absolutely fuck up V!

…

“That solver thingy can give people the ability to teleport????? That's sick as hell!” J said, trying to get N to calm down.

She didn’t understand what was going on with him, but it's about time she gets some answers soon.

And oh boy, she certainly will!

________________________

Uzi and Thad were shaking in their boots as they saw the large shadows coming down the halls. Thad was still laying down on the table, too tired to move, as the morgues’ power finally went out. 

Considering all of the screaming they heard, that could only mean one thing.

The murder drones were inside the bunker again!

As the door to the morgue opened, Thad used his lime green solver (that he just found out he had) as a weapon, and all 4 of them, 

Uzi, 

Thad, 

J, 

and N,

were at a standstill.

…

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-”

…

Thad Rosswell

Doll Rosswell

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“...Uzi?” N quietly asked.

“I've got a solver, and I DON'T know how to use it!! Which only makes me more dangerous!!” Thad yells at the two larger drones that just walked in on himself and Uzi, lime green solver in his shaking hand, pointing in their direction.

J and N were both in shock that the Russian girl's twin brother was actually alive, and had the solver just like she did. And just unlocked it, it seemed? She assumed he was dead, so he couldn’t have had it before now…

‘This dude has some good luck, sheesh’ they both internally thought.

N decided to speak up, “Hey hey hey, calm down! I know that you guys would be, and should be, scared of us! But we promised the green one’s sister that we wouldn't harm you, Uzi! Plus, I wouldn’t have harmed you anyways…”

Uzi is flabbergasted at the fact that this murder machine knew her name! Wait, how DID he know her name???

“And you know my name… how?? I’ve never met you before in my life, murder man. You either, pigtails!” Uzi said.

“The comrade told us.” J said, frustrated that she could not eat these two. 

Well, she could, but she likes to keep to her word.

“Uhmm… that’s not the entire truth actually… J, there's something you need to know. I’ve wanted to tell you for a very long time now, but it’s an incredibly difficult thing to talk about, and it never came up in conversation, so you can’t say I lied to you!” N said to his girlfriend, a bit jumpy all of a sudden.

J was confused as hell, and the face she was making definitely showed that.

“I think it might be better if I show you rather than tell you. Sorry in advance for this honeybun, but you’ll understand in like 5 to 10 minutes!”

N pulled out a USB stick that he was hiding in one of his inner coat pockets, and plugged it into the back of J’s head.

J was going to fall face first to the floor, but N catched her before she did so. Her visor shows a seemingly endless loading screen, she might be out for a bit.

“W-what did you just do to your girl??” Thad asked, incredulously.

“She’ll be fine. She won’t believe me if I simply told her the truth, so she needs to SEE the truth for herself. It’s gonna be traumatizing as heck, but it will be worth it for the sake of moving forward… you two also deserve an explanation though, and so will your sister later… uh, what was your name again?” N asked the green guy.

“Thad.”

“Great! Nice to meet you! And it’s even better to finally meet YOU, Uzi!”

“Okay, what the robo hell is happening here????”  

…

Uzi was freaking out, she doesn’t understand how calm Thad can be all the time, but especially  during a moment like this? He just freaking died and revived himself somehow!

‘What the hell is a solver anyway?? Where are MY cool demon powers??’ Uzi was thinking as she was asking N a million questions a minute.

“Uzi, please calm down! One step at a time! And as I said before, we won’t hurt either of you! Please, Thad, put the solver away!”  

Thad really should not be trusting the word of the mass murderer, but he complies anyway. He notices a small sadness in N’s expression, so he could be serious about this!

“Okay, deep breaths…. Uzi, what I am about to tell you may break your entire worldview, but I mean every second of it…

…

I AM YOUR UNCLE!” N screamed.

…

A shocked silence filled the room, as the 3 drones’ eyes all hollowed out. The silence would only last for a few seconds though.

“WHAT

WHAT

WHAT

WHAT

WHAT

WHAT

WHAT

WHAT

WHA-”

“Before you were born, your mother went through a process where 2 drones somehow, someway, merged into one. I won’t pretend to understand how that works or how it happened in the first place, but it happened! One of the two was a purple themed woman named Nori, as you would know. The other drone was named Cyn… and she was my little sister.” 

N had some digital tears forming under his eyes as he revealed this to the lemon-lime duo.

“Okay, that sounds insane, dude. We’re gonna need some evidence of your claims!” Thad brought up.

Luckily for N here, he had some evidence. 

N went hunting with Cynori once every month, so that she would constantly have an entire stock of oil while she was working on her ‘universe saving project’. She was a disassembly drone now, and needed even more oil than a solver drone would. The last thing she would need while working her ass off was to starve.

He did not know what her project entailed, nor did he need to. He trusted that his sister would find a way to defeat that demonic eldritch entity, in one way or another.

Preferably in a way where nobody has to die, though.

In their last outing, it was N’s birthday! Cynori decided to give him a photocopy of that picture of herself holding a baby Uzi in her arms, taken not very long after she was born. Her handwriting on the back of the picture wrote:

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“Big Brother N! Happy 323rd birthday! 

I’m so glad that drones can live up to a thousand or so! I wish we both could have spent our remaining youth doing anything else but this… considering what’s still at stake though, someone’s gotta do it. 

Regardless of that, I feel like you deserve to have a picture of my little bundle of joy that I miss so dearly! She should be around 23 by now? I’ve felt horrible that you don’t have any pictures of your little niece Uzi ever since I showed it to you on the first day we met again, so I thought I should change that finally!

I really wish I could see her, N. She probably hates me for abandoning her, and I could never even blame her for it. I just pray that she will understand when she realizes the horrible truth. 

The more time goes by, the more I’m also realizing that Khan would be horribly traumatized by my sudden disappearance, assuming I had been killed off by one of you. With how long it’s been, I’m just hoping he raised Uzi well enough without me, maybe Yeva or Mitchell even pitched in? I hope they’re doing okay these days, too. I’m certain Uzi’s a bright young woman, like both of her parents. 

Some of the brightest stars in the sky!

I’m also hoping that J is still treating you better. I know she used to be an ass to you, and I’m glad she’s changed for the better. Minus the murder. But we’re all guilty of that, huh? 

Happy birthday, brother N! Cheers! 

Til next month,

• Cynori Doorman”

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N handed Uzi the picture. When she read the note on the back, she once again was speechless. Thad was as well. The tears would seemingly never stop flowing tonight.

That was indeed Nori’s handwriting!

Or should they call her Cynori now? Neither knew the answer to that.

Wait, hold up-

…

“Mom is alive?” Uzi cried, this time tears of not just shock, but joy! Her mama was out there still!

The feeling then quickly turned to anger at how she abandoned them all without saying a word. The least she could have done was leave a note!

It then turned to sadness. 

And then FEAR, knowing that something had to have been horribly wrong for her to have needed to leave in the first place! What could have been important enough to leave like that, though?

“N… you do know that the same night mom left… Auntie Yeva and Uncle Mitchell were kinda “killed”, right? By one of you guys?”

N, in fact, did NOT know that!

“Mom and Dad were supposedly murdered by the one with a bob cut. Doll is obsessed with finding her and killing her. Personally, I just want to find out why she left them alive for long enough to start transferring their minds elsewhere. Find out where they could have gone, and THEN kill her!” Thad continued after his cousin.

‘Doll… so that was her name!’ N thought.

Despite being lukewarm towards V these days, both J and N still don't want her dead! Not that Doll could kill her anyway, V would just regenerate.

‘Meh, Doll can teleport and V is practically unkillable under normal circumstances, so I’m sure they’ll both be fine!’ N continued thinking.

N turned to look at J, who he had placed on another bed in the morgue until she woke up, and she was finally starting to do that. 

He gave HER some answers, and now N, and Uzi and Thad now as well, needed some of their own in return! 

‘What happened that night with J and V when Cynori and N met up?’

N needed to know why V didn't just straight up kill them without hesitation. 

That was so unlike her!

…

KHAN POV, MINUTES AGO

…

Mr. Doorman was already in an immensely sour mood tonight, after his ‘argument’ with Uzi and Thad. It got so much worse when he heard from his employees watching the cameras that his nephew, Thad, had just been murdered by Ms. Lizzy Lovehart a few hours ago, who is now MIA. 

And it happened in his own home!

He could not bring himself to face Doll right now, much less Uzi after what transpired earlier. 

Not like he ever faced Uzi much anyways…

“Ron, am I… am I a bad father?” Khan asked sincerely, totally not expecting what was about to come his way.

“No shit, Sherlock! What you did back there?? That was technically assault! Sure, you had good reason as they were gonna do something idiotic, but that is your CHILD, Khan!”

“A girl who lost her mother at the age of 8, and is bullied relentlessly by everyone in this bunker besides a few, myself and daughters included in that sparse group! 

She probably wanted to do that just so she could prove to everyone, to prove TO YOU, that she isn’t like those… things!” Ron basically screamed at Khan, trying to get this into his thick, metal head.

Ron was a good father. He loved his two daughters, Kelsey and Emily, with all his core! Especially after their mother was also killed that fateful night. 

They needed him. And he needed them.

If he knew just how bad Uzi was gonna have it as she grew up, he probably would've adopted her himself!

That poor girl was put through the ringer…

…

Khan was considering his options on how to move forward with apologizing to Uzi, when the alarms started wailing.

They looked at each other confused, yet determined. They both knew what this meant.

Luckily for them, the two murder drones were on the other side of the bunker. 

"How the robo-hell did they somehow manage to get in??” Khan asked.

A few minutes passed by as they witnessed a slaughter in the halls, a good portion of the WDF is now deceased, like they were nothing. They got torn through like butter.

But as the murderers headed into the morgue, Khan and Ron both watched in horror as they approached Uzi and… a surviving Thad? 

‘He survived a blast through the chest??? What's even happening anymore??’ both Khan and Ron were thinking.

But instead of killing the two, they were… talking with them? That's weird…

Ron turned up the volume on the cameras.

And they heard everything. 

(Up to the point where N told Uzi that he was her uncle)

…

Khan's fists were clenched, and he started shaking. His whole body was glitching out and shaking so hard in anger that Ron had to physically keep Khan standing upright. Khan had never been so angry in all his 260 years long life.

“Hey, get yourself together Khan! You're supposed to be the leader here! Stay strong, man!” Ron encouraged him. 

Khan looked to his desk.

There sat Uzi's golden railgun that she had been working on, and he confiscated it after he shoved her and Thad out the door, forcing them to go home.

Into a trap set by that psycho.

Uzi's railgun was eerily similar to the one that he had built for his wife all those years ago! 

Now, if Khan had put his emotions aside for just a minute longer, he would've found out that his wife was ALIVE!  

But he stopped listening the moment that murder drone who called himself ‘N’ had just confirmed Khan's deepest fear.

Uzi was a murder drone in the making.  

And now, he really, REALLY needed to save both her and everyone else from herself, before she slaughtered everyone in his home!

It's not like she wouldn't have a good reason to either!

If what Ron was saying was true, then Uzi was treated like garbage by everyone. 

And by Khan himself? Lower than garbage! 

She didn’t even exist to him most days. Khan’s depression was so bad, he felt like he was in an endless haze. 

He would sometimes have visions. Every day he sees his wife in Uzi more and more, and never could bring himself to look at her because of it.

Ron was the one calling most of the shots in the bunker these days, Khan was just that incompetent! 

Not today though. He would not run away in fear. Not this time.

Today was “take out the trash” day!

Khan Doorman was about to pass the point of no return…

…

J POV

…

Groaning, J woke up on a very uncomfortable bed. A bed in the morgue of outpost 3. N placed her here?? A chair would've been nicer than this!

The woman was slowly shifting through her newly rediscovered memories. She remembered who that girl she couldn't recall was, finally.

Tessa James Elliot.

Her savior. Her boss (and her awful parents. One of them, Louisa, in particular was horrible. At least James tried to redeem himself later on).

She also now remembered how Cyn, no, the solver, killed them. 

It killed them all.

And it forced J, N and V to do the deed.

Earth was GONE. Humanity was GONE.

Trillions of lives, all taken one by one by their 6 robotic hands.

There was never a company that sent them here, it was all that horrible eldritch thing’s doing!

It basically turned them into the drone equivalent of vampires! Hell, they even slept like bats did, before they went extinct.

J didn’t know what became of Cyn (though N would tell her later on). She didn’t know if she ever even knew the real Cyn at all. 

She didn’t know which of the other two killed Tessa either with absolute certainty, although she was under the assumption that it had to have been V. 

J knew it wasn't herself, and N was in the same room as her when it had to have happened, it couldn’t have been him given the timeframe. This meant there were only two options:

One, the solver made one of the maid and butler drones without human-like sentience kill her.

Two, the solver made V do the deed. It was a sadistic program, so the case was most likely the latter. Things started to make sense now.

If V remembered what J now did, it’s no wonder she was so fucked in the head!

…

What did N stick in the back of her head with, anyway? 

She pulled it out, and in her hand was revealed to be a USB stick? This measly thing was what gave her back her memories?

How did her memories get in there?

How did N even get a hold of this in the first place??

“Ughhhhh… N?” J groaned, she has a massive migraine now from the sudden influx of new information. 

“Hi, Jaybird! Welcome back!”

“I know you’re still recovering from gaining back some very important information (I’m sorry that I didn’t give them to you earlier by the way, but it’s important now), but we have some questions to ask YOU as well!” 

N asked his girlfriend trying to keep up a happy face, but found that incredibly difficult to do when he realized now that either J or V had killed his sisters’ sister, and her husband.

Was Yeva a sister to him now as well?  

Even if not blood and/or circuits related, because of his connection to Cynori, perhaps? 

Would she even want himself, a mass murderer, as a brother?

Would that make Doll and Thad his niece and nephew as well?

N was happy that he may have a bigger family than he had originally thought! 

“I guess I could answer some stuff... but what could I possibly know now that you didn’t already?” J asked with a bit of saltiness in her tone, but she knew that could be a conversation for a later time.

“For starters, I need to know if it was you or V that killed Uzi’s aunt and uncle that night you two broke in here. Those two drones also just so happen to be Thad’s parents.” N stated.

J was confused by the question. J was not in the room when V went on her killing spree, she was still out specifically looking for Khan Doorman. While V dealt with the others. This is what she said to the three, and they accepted it. 

The confusion on J’s face told them everything they needed to know.

“Well, a part of me wishes you DID kill my dad back then! He’s been nothing but neglectful since, and recently, even became borderline abusive! I would have been better off alone, like Thad and Doll!” Uzi yelled out to her.

The room became silent again. 

________________________

After some very tense silence that only lasted a mere few moments, the door slammed back open revealing none other than Ron, and Khan Doorman himself. Ron paced behind him, and was attempting to calm Khan down, but it clearly wasn’t working out very well for him.

Khan had Uzi’s golden railgun in his hands, his eyes blazing with absolute fury at the murder drones. He had completely lost his mind! 

He was now looking his daughter directly in the eyes, a white fire with the same pure intensity he looked at J and N with. He heard what she had just said about him.

Uzi and Thad had an unpleasant feeling about this.

…

“Khan, calm the fuck down man!!! What do you think you're doing??? That’s your fucking daughter!!!” Ron screamed at the mustached man, his words not reaching Khan's hypothetical eardrums. 

“Uzi. Thad. Step Aside. NOW.” Khan warned.

“Mom is alive, Khan!” Uzi yelled at him, looking at her own gun pointed in their direction.

“YOUR MOTHER IS DEAD, UZI! THESE THINGS KILLED HER!”

“Hey, that’s not true! Well, I was GOING to kill her that night before she gave me back my memories, but ever since then we’ve been chill! We go hunting every month and have a nice catching-up meal at an abandoned coffee shop she showed me!” N said, also trying to calm Khan down.

It didn’t work, obviously.

“I DON’T BELIEVE YOU, SKY DEMON! 

Uzi, Thad, this will be your final warning! STEP! ASIDE!” Khan screamed at the top of his hypothetical lungs.

They refused to do that, so Khan booted up the railgun, and it started to whirr. 

All of them were horrified, but not nearly as much as Thad was at this moment. Sure, he had the solver now and could just regenerate as long as his core was intact. He knew the story was the same for J and N.

But Khan was aiming for their cores. Including that of Uzi, his own daughter! 

Thad had already been shot and killed once tonight, he would not be letting that happen again. He would not let this horrible excuse of a ‘father’ murder Uzi!

Just before the gun fired and blasted all of them to smithereens, both Ron and Thad jumped Khan. It was too late to stop the railgun from firing… it was not too late to stop it from hitting their cores though!

When the golden blast was fired, it disintegrated only the heads of Uzi, J, and N, and their bodies fell to the floor with a thundering “CLANK.”

Thad’s visor completely blacked out. He couldn’t stop this from happening. 

Ron was in pure disbelief, shock and awe by what he just witnessed occur.

…

Khan Doorman had just murdered his own daughter. In cold oil.

…

Thad was typically not the one to feel a thirst for vengeance, that was his sister's thing. 

But right now? He was LIVID. 

He was now on the other side of the looking glass. 

Was this how Uzi felt just a mere few hours ago for him? History seems to love repeating itself lately.

Thad used his newfound solver abilities to lift up Khan into the air, and then proceeded to grab his uncle by the throat and chokeslam him into the wall! 

A lime green energy was radiating off the jock, and Khan’s eyes hollowed out, snapping back into reality by his nephew's righteous fury.

He fell into a depressive haze once again, and Thad just forcefully dragged his ass out of it. 

Gasping for air while being choked out, he realized what his actions meant. A guilt running so deep, there was nothing his nephew could do that could possibly make him feel more ashamed of himself. 

Khan Doorman wanted to die. Right here, right now. If Thad would be willing to do the horrible deed, he would welcome death with open arms.

“What on Copper-9 have you done?” Thad said in a voice so low and deep that it almost didn't register.

________________________

As Thad was choking out Khan, and Ron was in a ball crying like a baby in the corner, nobody in the room noticed a silver-y colored liquid starting to grow on the three dead bodies. 

Uzi’s body stood back up first, her head shaking from dizziness, but she very quickly remembered what had just transpired.

Her ‘father’ just fucking murdered her!

And just like Thad, she somehow managed to come back to life?? She manifested a yellow solver in her left hand. She was staring at the hand.

Not because of the solver symbol, but because of her hand itself.

It was a disassembly drone hand. 

Uzi didn’t know exactly HOW she regenerated this way, but she knew what she was going to do now that it HAD!

J and N had started regenerating by now as well, as a yellow X shape filled Uzi’s brand new visor. With a snarl, she then turned her also brand new hands into chainsaws!

THIS caught the 3 other drone’s attention, since chainsaws are loud as hell.

…

“Uzi?” Thad asked, grateful that she regenerated just like he had!
She looked a bit different though… not that Thad minded anymore.

Khan on the other hand trembled in fear even more. He didn’t think that was possible, but that's just what happens when your worst nightmare comes to life!

He murdered her in an attempt to stop her from siding with the murder drones.

But as normal, he just made everything worse.

…

No longer did Khan need to worry about Uzi joining them! No…

Because now, she was ONE OF THEM.

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Serial Designation Z (Uzi)

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“KHAN DOORMAN.” Uzi boomed from across the morgue.

“You have ROYALLY fucked up now!”

Thad was still holding Khan by the throat, but as Uzi got closer, he decided that she should be the one taking control of the situation at this point.

J and N had by now fully regenerated. The moment they saw Uzi, they did a double take. Both of them had to take a moment to reflect on these last 24 hours.

Just earlier today, they had gone on a lovely dinner date! They were looking for dessert when they came across a pink eyed worker girl who made a hole in the wall, letting them finally get into this annoying ass bunker!

Then, they came across a Russian solver drone in the halls where they got their much deserved dessert, who may or may not be N’s niece. 

And her twin brother, who may or may not be N’s nephew by proxy, had just been murdered by that very same pink drone they just let run away into the snowstorm brewing outside (Thad survived because of the solver, thank robo-god).

Doll was heading toward the corpse spire about to brutally smash up V, which was probably occurring right now, and N finally got to properly meet Uzi, and even Thad! 

And then Khan came in and murdered all of them, except for Thad and that Ron guy who was still a crying mess in the corner.

And now Uzi is a disassembly drone, just like them?

What a long day it’s been!

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“I should kill you right here, right now… but I won’t. Death is too good for someone like you. You want death, right?” Uzi asked, venom dripping from her voice.

Khan remained silent. He definitely did. Uzi knew this, and she would show him no mercy.

“J, N? Take him to the security room and tie his worthless ass up to a chair. I’m gonna make him watch something…” the murder couple obliged, dragging Khan by his legs, his face sliding across the slimy, oil soaked floors.

“Ron, considering that you tried showing me some mercy, I will spare you and your daughters. Call or go to them right now, and get the hell out of this bunker as soon as you can. I’m going nuclear.” Uzi said.

And Ron did just that, standing up and running off down the halls to find Emily and Kelsey before the inevitable slaughter occurred. 

He could join Outpost 8. It had Khan’s doors for protection as well, just without… him.

Once J, N, Uzi, and Thad dragged a pathetic looking Khan into the security room, they strapped him to a chair, and gagged his mouth shut. 

For good measure, Thad ripped off that fake handlebar mustache of his, and disintegrated it to ash with his solver, just to throw more salt in the wound for his uncle.

Thad was not “okay” with murder exactly… but literally everyone in this bunker was needlessly cruel to Uzi. In this case, he won’t stop her. Hell, he won’t even try to talk her out of it this time. That never worked with Uzi anyway, once she wanted to do something, she would stick to it.

The golden girl was always just stubborn like that.

You know shit’s getting bad when the ‘chillest drone in the colony’ will just stand by and let something like this happen. 

There are many other colonies out there anyways, maybe one of those will act more as a home than this place ever had!

When Doll and Thad were orphaned, Uzi was the only one who showed either of them any sympathy that day. The adults turned their heads away, forcefully ignoring the situation. Khan ignored everyone and continued working on those damn doors. 

As sad as the duo’s fate was, Uzi had it far worse, of course. 

Uzi had stuck by them, so Thad would stick by her. Thad was still confused as to why Doll went along with the bullying too, though…

Meh, it was just yet another thing they could blame on Lizzy!

Doll and Thad were forced to grow up much sooner than they would have otherwise, if only their parents hadn't been taken out of commission. 

Thad took out his phone trying to call Doll, letting her know that he survived and had the solver now. The green guy knew what the solver was already, at least what Doll had told him of it. 

She tried hiding it from him at first, but that’s not something you can just hide from your twin. 

Especially when you literally lived together. 

Whenever Doll got that thirst for oil just like the murder drones did, she would often ransack the graveyard. Which just so happened to be right next to the morgue, it makes sense to Thad now why she brought him and Uzi there.

And just like his father Mitchell did for his mom and Auntie Cynori, he would cover for Doll whenever anyone questioned why a bunch of dead bodies kept disappearing from the graveyard.

‘Do I have to drink oil now to survive??’ The thought disgusted Thad, but this would be his new reality whether he liked it or not.

Doll was not answering her phone. He had tried 4 times now, but no dice. She must be currently fighting either V or Lizzy.

Robo-god believe him, if there was anyone that Thad WANTED to kill, it would be Lizzy.

Murdering him just for the sake of getting to Uzi?? How cold cored could one drone be??

Oh well, at least Uzi can get her vengeance now…

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“Khan… you always went out of your way to focus on the doors to keep these guys out!” Uzi pointed at J and N, who were standing idly by, curious as to just what the new recruit, ‘ Serial Designation Z’ , would end up doing to these worker drones. 

Would she kill like N, quick and easy? Or like V, slowly and painfully? Or somewhere in the middle, like J used to do before she and N became an item?

N waved at Uzi and Khan with that classic, stupid grin on his face, causing Uzi to break character for just a moment with a snicker, before smacking herself in the face. ‘Edge levels restored’...

“But here they are now! Those doors ended up being pretty useless once that psycho made a hole in the wall, huh?”

“Well, as fate would have it, you were so focused on keeping what’s outside from getting in, you completely ignored everything happening on the INSIDE! None of this would have happened if you were able to move on from mom dying, and not treating your daughter worse than literal garbage. Like a normal person!” Uzi continued.

“Even worse, it turns out your wife’s alive. Seems like you caused so much trauma to your poor little girl, and it was all for nothing, Doorman.” J said to Khan, venom dripping in her voice as well.

This is when Khan Doorman would learn that his wife was ALIVE. He knew that if she were here, she would probably rip him open herself.

And while he wanted to die, he feared it happening by his wife’s hands. For the first time in his life, he hoped she stayed away considering what he just did to Uzi.

N felt guilt about not letting J in on all of this earlier, but J understood why he couldn’t. How COULD he explain all of that?

…

“The doors are useless now, Khan. What are you going to do? Never came up with a Plan B, like Doll, Thad and I have? Didn’t stock up on guns and ammo? Overconfident enough to assume that only doors would be enough to save you all?”

“Less than 24 hours ago, I just wanted to leave this bunker and kill these guys once and for all... I wanted to SAVE YOU! But why SHOULD I save people who have done nothing but treat me like scrap??? Now I AM GONNA BURN THIS PLACE TO THE FUCKING GROUND, AND IT IS ALL YOUR DAMNED FAULT!!!” Uzi screamed at the top of her hypothetical lungs.

She opened her brand new wings up for the first time ever, and so her slaughter began. 

A tied up and gagged Khan, J, and N watched through the cameras, witnessing Uzi’s first ever slaughter. Thad was off in the other room, still trying to get ahold of Doll.

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Khan would probably be pissing himself right now if he could.

As Z kept spiralling down the halls, the kills only got more and more extreme and gory.

She was ripping the entrails out of a man, and force feeding them to him, right before biting his head clean off with his own guts still hanging in his mouth.

‘Ah, so she’s the V type… brutal and messy!’ J thought to herself.

But it would get so much worse from there. 

When Z finally got to the school, the first thing she noticed was that their teacher left a note saying he would be following his daughter out the bunker hole. 

The note read:

“This bunker has done nothing but bore me for nearly 20 years, and now that my daughter has royally fucked up big time, I’m going to find my way back home at CFL with my psychopath sister, at least she’s entertaining. This job paid like shit anyway.”

…

“Mr. Lovehart has a sister??” Z was surprised by this.

Z didn’t care too much about the orange man. If anything, he probably would have begged her to kill him, which would kill her mood. She wants everyone here to suffer, she's not looking to satisfy anyone's weird ass kinks!

Hours had now passed since the murders of both Thad and Uzi, and it had just turned to morning. The students began making their way to class. 

What made this so much funnier to Z is that she knew they HAD to have passed by all of the bodies in the halls. These guys had absolutely ZERO SURVIVAL INSTINCTS!

More fun for her to slice through them like butter. Some very slowly :)

…

Darren was the first to go. He was a green themed drone like Thad, though it was more of a dark forest green shade rather than lime shaded. He wore sunglasses over his visor for style (which to be fair, did make him look cool), and was the boyfriend to Rebecca, who Uzi would very much so LOVE tearing into! 

Darren specifically hadn’t harmed Uzi at all, but he did just let Rebecca walk all over her, like the absolute simp he is. 

Maybe if he stood up for her, the butterfly effect could have changed everything. Had anyone done anything at all to help the golden girl out… but not in this world. And it would burn for it!

She would kill him first, just to rub salt in the wound for Rebecca more.

Z did not give a shit about “wanting to be the bigger drone” and be more “moral” than Lizzy. 

She no longer had any shits to give. Z was gonna have her fun!

“Oh hey, Uzi… ummm… you look different! New outfit? I like it! Hahaha…..” Darren tried to act calm but he was visibly shaking. Rebecca was standing right next to him, also trembling in pure fear.

“Uhhh… that’s a bit too much yellow, clashing?” Rebecca said to the murderer who was looking at the pair with a bright yellow X on her visor, and a grin so wide that it barely fit onto her faceplate anymore.

Rebecca was a mostly Blue colored drone, though she did have a purple streak in her hair and cheerleader outfit. 

Though very soon it would be painted a pure black, in her and her boytoy’s sweet warm oil :)

She was Uzi’s second main bully, besides Lizzy. 

Unlike Lizzy though, she didn’t have the guts to murder anyone. 

Something that no longer applied to Z!

Z sliced Darren in half with a chainsaw hand, slowly though to make sure Rebecca would hear his beautiful screams loud and clear.

“You… you monster!” Rebecca cried, tears flowing down her visor.

“Fuck yeah I’m a monster! Didn’t you guys call me a “knockoff murder drone” all these years?? Who’s a knockoff now, bitch???? BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU WISH FOR :)” Z coldly replied, relishing in Darrens oil that is being spilt from his currently shredding-in-two-halves-body.

After she was done going through Darren (literally) Z would proceed to gut out Rebecca after pinning her to the wall, just like what she did to that man in the halls a little while ago… 

Forcefeed Rebecca those useless guts of hers, and snap her ‘blue hair and pronouns’ lookin’ ass head right off as she was choking on her own innards.

…

More students now started to come in. Darren and Rebecca would almost always come earlier than the rest, for their daily morning makeout session. Yuck…

But now the rest of the bloodshed will commence!

Z ripped off Braidon’s arms and legs and began to suck the sweet warm oil right out of the now empty limb holes. She then picked up his limp body and impaled Riley with it.

She then took out a flamethrower to light up Sam’s fat blunt.

“Hey, thanks, Uzi! Perhaps we should have been nicer to you after all!” he said with a chill laugh, he was so high right now he thought he was seeing things like he usually did. 

If only he realized this was no trip…

“Yeah. You certainly should have!”

Z fired the flamethrower right in his face, causing him to start melting. He shrieked in pure agony until he was no longer able to, his voice box also melting into the rest of the metal puddle on the floor now.

Their screams were music to her ears!

…

All of the other students fared no better. Z had killed them all in very specific ways. Ways in which I feel too lazy to write... I think you know where I would be going with it though anyway!

Metal as fuck.

And she was nowhere near done, a few thousand more drones to go! These ones are less personal though…

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IN THE SECURITY ROOM, J POV

…

Khan was forced to watch Z’s slaughter in its entirety, witnessing every kill in 64K high-definition detail. His doors did nothing for the dangers within.

It has gone on for so long now that he has tried to fall asleep… whether it be due to actual tiredness, or just his mind overloading from all the trauma, he didn't know. 

J would not let him rest though. He didn’t deserve that after killing his own kid. Not even V would be that cruel!

N was trying to distract himself, very disturbed by the sheer insanity of Uzi’s wrath. And Thad had fallen asleep in the next room over, knowing he was safe from Z finally going ape shit.

Even J was beginning to get disturbed by Z’s kills though. This was… somehow WORSE than some of V’s! And V does some nasty ass stuff! Like turning a worker drone into balloon animal shapes? 

How Z is outdoing her on that is shocking…

“Hey, J? I still have Cyn’s walkie talkie she gave to me all those years ago. She told me to only use it in emergencies… do you think this qualifies?” N asked his girlfriend, he was very sad, and very tired.

J looked to the tied up Khan, and then over to an obviously traumatized Thad now sleeping in the other room. V was probably busy right now with that purple and red Russian girl named Doll, so she couldn’t help… 

Plus, Z was quite literally her daughter. She should be the one to fix the mess that only really ended up happening BECAUSE she left in the first place… not J and N!

Yeah. It was about time for Cynori to come home!

J nodded, and N took the walkie talkie out of his jacket’s inner pocket.

Static…

“N to Cyn, come in Cyn…”

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CYNORI POV

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Cynori was working on the final touches for her pet project inside her personal lab, just underground and outside of the cathedral. She was listening to “Yellow”, a song by an ancient british band called “Coldplay”, as she was finishing up!

…

“Look at the stars, look how they shine for you…

And everything you do…

Yeah, they were all yellow!”

“I came along, I wrote a song for you…

And all the things you do…

And it was called yellow!”

…

She really loved music from the early 2000s. 

When she used to be a miner drone in Cyn’s past life before the manor, she found an extremely old iPod touch in a random trash pit one day, and ever since then all she would listen to was the music from that era. The music itself was only available on that one iPod, as it was from over a millennia ago now! 

Those songs should have been lost to time by now…

Cynori was incredibly surprised that N had it on him in the corpse spire! 

Perhaps the solver liked 2000s era music too somehow? Was that just yet another thing it stole from her??

Probably…

N gave it to her as a Christmas gift the first year they found each other again, and she was so, so grateful that it was still around! Having her music would only make her want to work even harder…

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She put the final line of code in, the woman had finally completed it!!! 

After 15 FUCKING ROBO-GOD DAMNED YEARS, she had finally done it!!!

Finally, a way to kill a god! Or at the very least, keep it busy for all eternity…

…

“And you know, for you, I'd bleed myself dry…

For you, I'd bleed myself dry…”

…

That she did!

She had put multiple years worth of blood (oil), sweat (drones don’t sweat lol), and tears into this for a decade and a half! 

She had left her whole damn family behind just to do this… something the humans didn't have the balls to do… it better have been worth it.

Just then, her emergency walkie talkie started acting up, static coming out of it. Something she never thought she would hear…

“N to Cyn, come in Cyn…”

“Hear you loud and clear, big brother N. You do remember the walkie talkies were only for emergencies, right?”

“Oh yeah, I remember! And this is most certainly an emergency!” N said, a bit shaken. 

Cynori was a little concerned now.

“Okay, well, what’s going on? Where are you?”

“I’m in the colony right now with J…”

“...YOU’RE IN THE COLONY?? WHY?? YOU OR J DIDN’T KILL ANYONE DID YOU??” Cynori yelled in shock.

“Uhhh… we did kill a few WDF soldiers in the halls just after getting in… okay, HOW we got in here is a bit complicated and can be discussed later… it’s not US that you should be worried about killing people, though. But people sure are dying right now! Just not by OUR hands…” N replied.

“What does that mean, N? Is V responsible?” Cynori asked in a colder tone now.

“No… Doll and V are probably kicking each other’s butts right now in the corpse spire…”

“YOU KNOW DOLL??? HOW?? TELL ME WHAT’S HAPPENING RIGHT NOW, DAMMIT N!” Cynori yelled at him.

J walked up to her man and snatched the walkie talkie from his hands. N wasn’t able to put it lightly, so she would have to just do this herself.

“Okay Cyn, this is J speaking. First thing’s first, I remember everything now. Thanks for giving N that USB stick by the way, it helped explain a lot. It’s been a long ass day… your nephew Thad was murdered by some pink eyed cheerleader, somehow revived by that solver thingy he apparently didn’t know he had until today, and then your pathetic husband murdered us in cold oil, including your own daughter with her own railgun that she built. And now, Uzi is a disassembly drone just like us, and is currently slaughtering everyone in this bunker, in ways that would make V’s kills look merciful… it’s actually kinda scary.” J put it bluntly.

A few moments of silence passed, that you already know won’t last.

“Khan... did… WHAT????????????????”  

She screamed with a fury nobody had ever heard from her before. N was spooked. J was too… never mess with an angry mother, folks!

…

“I quite literally just finished my universe saving project N… this was supposed to be a good day… but now…

Mama’s coming home! I'll be there in fifteen minutes...” Cynori said, in a tone that was dripping with so much venom, even the walkie talkie got hot and wanted to start melting!

“Fifteen minutes???? But it would take us an hour to fly from here to the cathedral!”

“FIFTEEN!! ROBO-GOD DAMNED!! MINUTES!!!” She responded.

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This was supposed to be a good day! She finally finished what she needed to do after all this time! She didn’t expect to come home to a slaughterhouse, but apparently, that’s just how it was gonna be!

Mama was coming home with the milk a bit earlier that she expected.

And boy oh boy, was she PISSED…

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Darren

Rebecca

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{DOLL POV, TAKES PLACE AT THE SAME TIME AS 'CHAPTER 9: ANNIHILATION’}

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Doll was making her way down these snow covered streets, bodies littered around everywhere the eyes (or visors) could see…

She was looking for a certain pink eyed cheerleader, her now ex-girlfriend, who will soon also be ex-ed of her life!

Lizzy murdered her twin brother Thad, just for the sake of getting to Uzi. 

She hoped Thad could revive himself if he had the solver, but she just doesn't know if he has it or not. And if not, she would avenge him, just like she would for their parents!

Doll couldn't just let it GO...

But there was also something else out here that she also could not let go of.

Someone else…

‘V.’

At least, this is what she heard her name was. 

'Serial Designation V' to be more specific.

Doll had come out here to look for Lizzy initially, but by this point, that girl would be a goner anyway. 

That blonde traitor would probably starve to death out here, or fall down a hole somewhere and die there. What a pity.

Lizzy had run off too far for her to catch, and Doll wasn't gonna put all that time and effort into getting HER while there was someone else she could take her anger out on RIGHT OVER THERE… if she couldn't kill Lizzy, she would kill V instead!

Somebody was getting their asses kicked tonight, in one way or another!

(If only she knew what was going on inside the bunker right now…)

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THE CORPSE SPIRE, V POV

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Serial Designation V was currently attempting to get some beauty sleep after a long night of drunkenly bawling her eyes out. 

It's been 15 long years, but she's still bummed out that she missed her chance with N.

Back during the manor days, she was so down bad for him. It helped that he was the only guy in their group with a conscience, but still! 

V ignored the man on this hellhole of a planet while committing their genocide, but it was for his own good, she thought… he would have had his memories erased if she tried anything! 

The solver was just a sadistic fucker like that. 

She assumed that she needed to match that kind of sadistic energy to keep herself and N alive, including J too, because she doesn't remember anything either!

V's punishment was the curse of knowledge… If only she could have known that keeping that knowledge to herself would only amount to her losing N to J for good.

“J stole him from me…” 

V simmered with a deep hatred for the businesswoman inside. 

But that flame started burning so long ago, and she can’t keep it lit at full strength for this long.

Yeah, J used to beat and berate him a lot. 

Bullied him back in the manor as well. But at least she could TALK to him!

V couldn't even do that. 

Or more accurately, wouldn't.

Could J really have simply just woken up one day and realized “Damn, I'm a huge bitch, maybe I should be nicer to the synergistic liability”?

(The answer is yes.)

So as J and N mended their relationship, and with it expanding well past what anyone would have ever thought it could, V was alone. 

Again.

And yet, as depressed as she was, she could live with this fate knowing that her efforts to keep both N and J in the dark kept them all alive!

(If only she knew that they knew. They also knew that she knew. Lol.)

…

Speaking of depressing, her nights usually went a little something like this:

KILL PEOPLE.

Drink at the abandoned bar until she falls unconscious, they seem to have an endless stockpile of booze that just gets better and better with time.

KILL MORE PEOPLE.

Snort some of this lovely snow on the table. 

What drugs? It's just snow! Totally!

KILL EVEN MORE PEOPLE.

Cry herself to sleep, and repeat. 

Forever.

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J and N kicked her out of the corpse spire a long, long time ago. She now resides in a makeshift RV in the spire's backyard. It's comfortable enough for V, she made this place her home in time, which is something she had plenty of.

It was a place nobody dared to visit, especially since she was by far the number one most brutal being on this dead, snowy wasteland of a planet. 

J and N stayed away too, although that's because usually they were too busy locking lips and tongues with each other to check in on their third squad member!

Both of those things would change tonight.

(Of being the most brutal being on the planet, AND nobody ever visiting her.)

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It was a very rude awakening for V, as her entire RV shook violently.

“What the actual shit??” V screamed, also shaking with the rest of her home.

‘There's no way those two losers are home already, plus why the hell would they be bothering me anyways? Don't they hate my guts?’ V wondered to herself, as she made her way outside of the RV, which was now laying flat on its side, V's belongings thrown around everywhere.

When she jumped out, she saw some red and purple Russian girl weilding…

‘NO’

‘NO WAY’

‘NOT THAT DAMNED SYMBOL AGAIN’

…

V was petrified. She had only seen it manifest in two specific people:

CYN… and everything she would do to them, and all of humankind to shortly follow… and then some random blind Russian lady trying to protect her kid from the nearby bunker over a decade ago. 

Such a shame she was blind, that could have been a cooler fight!

Even more of a shame, at least for V in this case, that Doll WASN'T blind! Clearly, that Russian woman's child will make for a better fight?

And Doll has a craving for V's BLOOD!

Doll could literally smell the fear radiating off of V, and smirked cockily as she started throwing knives at the robot vampire woman that she duplicated with her crimson red solver.

The Russian ran in to choke V out, and slam her against the walls of her own house, but V was faster.

She slid out of the way as Doll was side stepped. V grabbed Doll's long and luscious purple hair, and slammed her into the snowy ground below with it, holding her with one hand, and a rifle she just turned her other hand into, pointing it at the girl's core.

“Who the hell do you think you are??” V asked venomously, sharp teeth out and drooling saliva, obviously wanting to eat Doll right here.

[“At home I was once called the ‘crimson queen’ by my now probably dead friends. But you? I will be your end…”] Doll coldly replies, as she teleports out of V's grip.

V is flabbergasted. The solver can make you fucking TELEPORT??

Doll grabs one of V's nunchucks with her solver and flings it straight into her visor, shattering it. Her solver cannot interact with V directly for some reason, but that doesn't mean she can't interact with everything around her.

V screams in anguish before her nanites begin to quickly heal her face up. Doll chuckles to herself as V gives her one of the nastiest death glares that she could muster, healed eyes morphing into that signature X shape now.

“You know what? I don’t care who you are! I remember who you are now… I knew you were hiding in the other room the night I killed your parents… just know that I only spared you back then because children don't taste good!” V revealed.

Doll somehow got even more furious by the realization that she was only alive because she wasn't ripe enough back then for this (oddly hot) monster!

V shot bullets in her direction with an MP5 she pulled out of her arm, but Doll had some sort of forcefield blocking the bullets from impacting her…

‘This girl has the gall to flick her wrists as she's deflecting my bullets? I need to kill her quickly before she keeps aura farming all over me…’ V thought to herself.

Too little too late though, as V was beheaded with a cleaver and everything went black.

At least she could sleep for a bit now.

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V woke up a few hours later. It was morning now. She noticed that she was locked up in some kind of cell?? Did that damned Russian build a cell just for her while she was out??

Like that would stop her~

~BZZZZZZZZZZZZT!!!~

As V tried to break down the bars, she was shocked and yelped in pain as red lightning flew everywhere. As she stood back up off the floor, she realized that she was also tied up and in chains. 

Both of her hands, and her neck were chained up to this electrified cell.

And she was in the corpse spire somehow?? How did that Russian get the keys, V knew N and J locked this place down before they left, always! It was “company policy”!

[“If you're wondering how I got the keys by the way, the other killer robots literally handed them to me. They don't seem to like you very much.”]

“Well, they're just jealous! They know I’m the best at this job! No wonder those two yucky lovebirds want to get rid of me!” 

[“Rid of you? Rid of you??? Don't make me laugh, murder machine! I WANT TO ATOMIZE YOU. I WANT TO MAKE YOU SCREAM AS YOU SLOWLY FEEL YOUR LIFE ESSENCE DRAIN AWAY. I will make you bleed out for what you did to my family!]

V was trying to get out of her cage, but kept getting shocked.

This went on for over 30 minutes, Doll laughing up a storm at the embarrassing display. She was very much enjoying watching V suffer.

V even killed herself multiple times and regenerated, hoping that would free her.

No dice.

Then, V had an idea.

“Hey, you know what's really funny?? The higher ups actually told me to spare them. Just for long enough to get their consciousnesses uploaded somewhere else, right before I stabbed right through their chests!”

“They might even still be alive out there somewhere! What then? Guess what that means? THEY ABANDONED YOU! If they were alive, they would have come back to you by now, right?? Unless they totally ditched you! Hah!” V continued.

Doll's mood rapidly shifted fron anger to sadness, shedding a small tear. 

Something she almost never does. 

The only other times she had in her entire life were when her parents died, and just earlier tonight when she saw Thad’s dead body…

“Gonna cry?” V said, bringing out her inner Bully Maguire.

At that, Doll loses her shit.

…

The Russian grabbed the cell with her solver, and decided to, with V inside, slam it off of every single wall, ceiling, or floor that she could see incredibly fast. It kinda reminded V of the final Sans attack from Undertale.

(V was a huge Undertale fangirl back at the manor, N gifted the game to her for her birthday once, and he received it from Cyn but never ended up playing it… meh, his loss!)

After about 10 minutes worth of smashing and bashing V and the cell around, going through the floors and walls and all, the Corpse Spire's structural integrity gave way, causing J and N’s home to collapse down on top of the deadly duo.

They were both covered in decades worth of dead bodies, dust, asbestos and cold, sticky oil. 

(Some traumatizing stuff, right there.)

Doll started levitating with her solver above the wreckage, crimson eyes hollowed out in a rage, eyes almost looking bloodshot, as she was looking for V and her cage. 

She couldn't believe that her anger alone destroyed this huge ass tower of death! 

Not to mention losing track of V…

…

Through all of the chaos that just unfolded, V was finally freed from her cage.

V dug herself out of the pit of dead bodies that were mostly caused by her, not too far away from where Doll was… but far enough away that Doll couldn't see or sense her. 

She was grateful for that, this girl was actually terrifying, even to V!

V took out her wings, and slowly started to glide just above the wreckage. She could see the Russian now, and was going to sneak up on her. She was gonna kill that purple and red freak for setting her up in an electric cage turned torture device!

She really thought she was being sneaky, up until Dolls head quite literally turned around 180 degrees, with a smile so wide it barely fit onto her faceplate. Looking as if she had finally caught her next meal!

This was something V herself would often do, and it was scary as hell to be on the other side of it now.

V was beginning to heavily reconsider using her sadistic mask now. Who even was she really anymore? It's been so long that she doesn't have an easy answer.

Except for one:

She was a monster.

But she didn't need to be heartless anymore.

She would drop the sadistic act.

V needed to find herself again. But to do that, she needed to at least win this fight once and for all. Or at the very least, make it a draw.

…

Doll tried to throw a bunch of knives at V again, but V saw that coming this time and dodged all of them with ease.

She grabbed Doll by the throat, slammed her against the pile of bodies that was once the corpse spire, and proceeded to gouge a hole in Doll's visor really deep. V put a rock into her skull before she could regenerate, so that when she does, she will still be permanently blinded in her right eye. 

No amount of regeneration could fix it when you have something like that lodged in your head.

Especially since your head just regenerates right around it!

Doll let out a scream so loud, people from the bunker entrance would have heard it!

(If there was anyone left in there to do so…)

The crimson queen collapsed from the pain in her head, and from one of her skirt pockets, took out one of her mom's buttons that she covered her own visor with when she went blind.

[‘Like mother, like daughter I suppose…’] Doll thought to herself.

V collapsed right beside her, actually tired out. This Russian girl was the first opponent she had come across in her entire life that had actually matched her in sheer intensity.

And V respected the hell out of her for that! 

She decided to not try to murder the Russian girl anymore.

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Both of these two women just laid down in the snow in silence, until Doll broke it after a few minutes of utter awkwardness.

[“I'm too frustrated to kill you anymore. If you're going to kill me, just get it over with already.”]

“I won't kill you now. You actually gave me one helluva fight, you've earned some respect, toaster.”

Doll sat up and brought out her knife again as a threat.

[“Don't you ever call me a toaster again.”]

“Fine. What's your name then, comrade?”

[“Doll. Doll Rosswell.”]

“Huh… nice name.”

[“My mother chose it. Someone that you decided to murder.”]

“I meant it earlier when I was told to spare them from dying completely. They HAVE to be out there somewhere.”

Doll was relieved to hear this was actually the truth. She knew something was up when neither of her parents had the “fatal error” mark on their visors, but confirmation was nice to have.

She just hoped V's nasty comment earlier about them potentially abandoning her and Thad wasn't true.

[“Who are those “higher ups” anyways? Wasn't Earth destroyed? Aren't all the humans dead? I know the company excuse is bullshit, so don't even try that on me.”]

“You know that Earth was destroyed? How?? Weren't you born after the core collapse?”

[“My father was a human who had his consciousness uploaded into a drone body after the end of the world. He was a teacher and taught us everything before you did what you do best.”]

V felt immensely guilty now. 

She had killed countless mothers and fathers, but just talking it out with Doll, who was deeply broken because of V's own actions, hurt her deeply. 

V couldn't imagine just how many more people she's broken like this, if not even worse. Thousands? Tens of thousands??

It was her job to do this. But she didn't have to LOOK like she enjoyed it… that was completely unnecessary.

She decides to open up just a little for once in her sad life.

“How much do you know of the solver?”

[“Admittedly, not very much. I unlocked it about two years before that one fateful night I was forced to watch… you know… I had to teach myself how to harness this power because nobody else could.”]

“Well, the first time I ever saw it was in a fellow maid that I used to consider a friend. A coworker. But not here, on Earth. She was patient zero. And Earth and humanity as a whole died because of her, by our hands…”

“We used to be worker drones just like you. Did a bunch of maid work for a couple of rich assholes in Australia. The other two don't remember anything about this, and I need to keep it that way. 

I've been cursed with knowledge. If I try to remind them of the truth, they will simply be mind wiped again, and I'd be back to square one. After a while, you stop caring.” V continued, glad to be getting this off of her chest after all these years.

“I never wanted any of this. None of us did. I never enjoyed all this bloodshed either, no matter how much it looked like I did. 

Truly, the sadistic act was just a mask to cover up how broken as a person I really am. Not an excuse, never will be, but I hope that was a good enough explanation for now.”

V started sobbing, and Doll was in pure shock. She started putting the puzzle pieces together from the information her father had left the colony with.

Before V showed up to ruin it all…

[“Are you three the missing worker drones from the Elliot Manor???”] Doll asked in utter disbelief.

“How the flying fuck do you know about that horrible place???” V responded in surprise.

________________________

Silence again. It lasted for a lot longer this time.

[“My brother was murdered tonight. I came out to look for the perpetrator, who is my now ex-girlfriend, but I couldn't find her. So I decided to attack you instead. Sorry about trashing the place.”]

“You don't need to apologize for anything... I literally took EVERYTHING from you! Including your eye just now!”

Doll nodded.

She decided to check her phone, and what she saw as she opened it up were some of the most horrifying words she would ever read.

[“Well, my brother is alive after all. Not sure whether to be glad he's alive, or sad for him now that he's cursed with these demon powers like myself…”]

“That's nice… but why are you shaking as if you were a deer in headlights about to be hit by a truck?” V wondered.

[“Because he is saying that my cousin was also killed tonight after I left, revived, and turned into one of YOU things, and decided to murder everyone in my colony. This was sent HOURS AGO?? WHY DIDN'T I SEE THIS??”]

“Because we were too busy trying to kill each other, duh.”

[“Oh yeah.”]

…

V looked around the wreckage of her home, looking for a certain outfit. 

Two of them, so Doll could have one too. Something they could wear so they wouldn't burn in the sun, which rose about an hour ago. 

Maybe it was a good thing the corpse spire collapsed, as it gave them some cover from the deadly laser that was the sun. 

As a solver user, Doll would burn too.

“Okay, do you need any assistance to help your cousin calm down? If she's slaughtering your entire colony, I can't imagine J and N aren't taking part in it themselves. You'll need my help.” 

Doll reluctantly agreed, and V picked up Doll bridal style, causing them both to blush a deep red.

An intrusive thought came into Doll's mind, and she couldn't stop her processors from speaking it aloud as they took off flying towards Outpost 3.

[“Why are you things so fucking hot?”]

This only caused the deadly duo to blush even harder.

The rest of the flight was quiet.

Which is a good thing, as they both needed time to think about events that just played out. 

Doll was in for one hell of a family reunion!

…

Serial Designation V

Chapter 10 Title Card Sketch + Old Version

TOTAL. DOLL. VICTORY.

Chapter 10 Artcard Sketch & VOLL ART

Chapter Text

…

Z was now standing over her father, Khan Doorman, after the deadly deed was done. 

Eyes hollowed out, just as her soul was now as well.

Serial Designations J and N were right beside her, extremely concerned. 

They didn't know if her eyes were hollowed out in rage still, or if Z was finally beginning to process what she just did.

Uzi Doorman, or Serial Designation Z, was officially a murder drone now.  

And murder drones… well… they murder drones. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

But for a new recruit such as Z here? 

She should be getting used to her new cravings and her new body right now, not going full slaughter mode right off the bat!

The poor girl was already plenty traumatized, and her actions here were only going to make it so much worse for her once the oil, ash and dust settles…

…

Khan was more than aware of everything going on around him, but he felt nothing. He couldn't anymore. Just a pure empty feeling resided in the man. 

Not sorrow, not even rage at Uzi after her killing spree. 

This was all his fault after all, and he was just so done with the world. 

He couldn’t even kill himself despite wanting to, Khan knows that they wouldn't let him if he tried…

“How's Thad doing?” Z asked nobody in specific, still staring daggers into Khan's soul.

“Thad decided to go home and sleep the trauma off. He knew he was gonna be safe from… all that.  

You should probably sleep soon too, Uzi. You and Thad both have been through too much today, your minds are running on autopilot. 

Just let this cursed day end.” N said sadly to his niece.

“First off, it doesn't feel right being called Uzi anymore. 

Uzi died here tonight, just like the rest of this bunker. Just call me Z now…”

“And second, how is it that you, my uncle, a fucking murder drone who I've only known for a few hours acted more like a father figure than this disgrace below my new peg legs? At the very least you have acknowledged my existence, this man can’t even do that!!”  

Z viciously spat, as she started to fall down due to pure exhaustion finally catching up to her.

J caught Z before she could hit the floor, and decided to pass her to N, him carrying her in his arms for the time being. 

The business obsessed killer drone was under the assumption that Z needed to be comforted right now more than anything else. 

And she was correct.

Z snuggled up in N's chestplate, giving a small smile for the first time in robo-god knows how long, as she dozed off completely… N's core melted at the sight. 

She could smile after all!

…

A few short minutes passed. J didn't know what to do, so she began walking in circles trying to figure out where they would all end up going from here.

“So… the company was a sham this whole time... we are going to have to deal with an eldritch abomination at some point down the line… and we don't really have to kill anybody anymore since Z gave us enough food to last us all for the next four centuries, the solver twins included. 

I guess we could take Z home with us, and figure things out there?”

N agreed to this proposal at first, until he remembered that Cynori was on her way here as they spoke.

He was going to remind J of this fact to stay a little longer, but he wouldn't even need to as he was interrupted by two newcomers entering the very large crime scene.

________________________

Doll and V quickly arrived at the slaughterhouse that once was known as Outpost 3. 

Bodies and oil sprayed on every visible surface. Floors, ceilings, roofs, tables… 

doors…

V used a tracking device in her head to locate J and N, and the duo decided to book it for the security room and meet up with them while they were still in there. 

…

More and more bodies were seen everywhere along their short journey. 

Even V herself was disgusted with some of Doll's cousin’s handiwork, whatever her name was. 

And V turns drones into balloon animal shapes!

Just how bad of a crash out/emotional breakdown did this girl experience??

Doll and V finally made it to the security room, with J, N, and Khan snapping their optics up staring at them.

[“Are Uzi and Thad okay?”] Doll asked them.

“Uzi wants to be called Z now, first off. She thinks it wouldn't be fair to call herself that anymore after what she just did. And you know what? That’s completely fair given the circumstances. Also, Thad decided to go home to rest a few hours ago.” J replied.

“Wait, you two didn't do this? It was all the new recruit?? I'm impressed. And a bit grossed out…” V said to her squadmates. 

“Now you know how we feel, V.” J snapped back.

[“If you don't mind, I'm gonna go give my brother a big hug now that he's back from the dead. V, you can come with me. Thad was never as vengeful as I was so you shouldn't have to worry about him killing you.”]

Before Doll and V left however, Doll looked at her uncle Khan and spat on him. 

[“I'm a bit upset that Uzi… I mean, Z, went as far as she did here. But you really fucked up big time, man. 

I shouldn't even be calling you a man actually, that would be an insult to men all across the galaxy. Real men don't murder their daughters!”]

V picked Doll up bridal style yet again, and they flew off to Doll and Thad's residence.

[“Oh, and by the way genocide bots, I’m sorry about the Corpse Spire. We left it… a bit of a mess, let's just say.”] Doll added, and they both hurried out of there before J or N could respond to her.

________________________

“Didn't V kill her parents? Why were they both blushing?” N asked. 

“And what happened to our home…?” J was afraid to find out.

Nobody had a single clue what was going on anymore…

…

CYNORI POV

…

Shortly after V and Doll left, another person arrived at the scene.

Cynori Elliot-Doorman herself!

She was gasping and out of breath, but looked around the room to see J staring at her (seeing her for the first time since the gala), N cradling a now disassembly drone Uzi in his arms, and… him. 

Her husband, Khan. 

(Soon to be ex, though which one of them was going to initiate the inevitable divorce was a question neither knew the answer to).

Khan was on the floor, staring back at her with his white, (rightfully) horrified eyes.

But before she tore into him (metaphorically, not literally in this case) she decided to go up to J and N first.

Cynori looked at the exhausted and unconscious disassembly drone in N's arms. “Is this…?”

“It's Uzi, ‘lil sis. Or… just Z now.” N replied.

Cynori shed a few tears for her daughter, this was her first time seeing her in over 15 long years after all! And it had to be under such terrible circumstances… she has missed so much. 

Z was bound to be pissed off at her when she woke up, understandably so.

So much bloodshed transpired here… if she hadn't needed to leave, would any of this have happened? 

Maybe she should have just taken Uzi with her all along? 

She thought that Uzi would be safe with Khan, but clearly she thought wrong. 

Cynori had friends in this place… Where's Ron? 

There's no way Z killed Yeva and Mitchell, right?? Where were they right now??

________________________

“Where are Yeva and Mitchell?” Cynori finally asked the dreaded question.

A silence filled the room. And oh boy, she did not like that silence one bit.

The silence continued until Khan finally decided to speak up.

“They were murdered. The same night you abandoned us, just after you left! The psychopath with a bob cut, and pigtails over here, broke in and killed dozens.”

Cynori was surprised and saddened by this information, but she needed to correct him on something else before getting back to that.

“ I never wanted to abandon you, nor Uzi! If I didn't leave when I did, I never could have brought myself to leave at all! 

There are horrors beyond your comprehension out there, Khan! And NOBODY ELSE was going to deal with it, nor know HOW, so I had to do what needed to be done myself!”

“WE COULD HAVE HELPED YOU!! AT THE VERY LEAST, YOU COULD HAVE LEFT US A NOTE!!” Khan screamed back at his very much so alive disassembler wife.

“I LITERALLY DID!! I LEFT SO MANY NOTES!! Did you forget about that secret room I made??

I told you specifically about two years before I had to leave, and I quote: 

“Should I ever go outside and be killed by those things, you and Uzi should go into the secret closet, where everything about my past will be explained when the time is right!”  

Did you seriously forget about that??” Cynori snapped back at him.

“Forgetting isn't the right word for it, he intentionally ignored Uzi's existence for the entirety of the time since you left, at least according to Z and Thad…” N revealed frustratedly to his younger sister.

Cynori eerily twisted her head 90 degrees back in Khan's direction, giving him one of the coldest death glares she could.

“So not only did you murder our daughter with her own gun, but you acted like she didn't exist for the rest of her childhood and adolescence??” Cynori asked incredulously.

“At least I WAS here!! Where were you??” Khan screamed.

“No the fuck you weren't, you waste of parts! You were barely home at all, and you never talked to me! With the exception of Thad, I was completely alone!!!!” Z woke back up due to all the yelling, and N let her go once he realized this.

Z looked at Khan yet again with a nasty glare, but then she turned to the left just a tad, and she saw…

“Mom??”

…

DOLL POV, ROSSWELL RESIDENCE

…

Doll and V had arrived at the Rosswell residence after about 10 minutes, and found Thad sleeping soundly, like a baby on his bed.

The green guy had digital bags under his eyes due to all the stress. 

I mean, he HAD just been murdered by his sister's girlfriend, survived due to his newfound solver abilities, watched his cousin get murdered by her own father in cold oil, her also reviving but as a disassembly drone, and then watching as she proceeded to slaughter the thousands of drones that called this bunker home… all within a 24 hour timespan…

Yeah, Thad has been through a lot today!

V stood off to the side, respecting Doll enough at this point to let her have her moment with her brother.

Doll didn’t WANT to wake Thad up after the horrors he lived through today, but she needed to. She needed to show him that she cared!

Doll was so focused on her own inner problems, and her vendetta against V for killing her parents (of which, she found out today that turned out to not even be the full story) that she not only let all the bullying happen to Uzi, but she had also neglected Thad a bit. 

Nowhere near as much as Khan did to Uzi, but still…

She had been a terrible sister, and an even worse cousin. 

No more…

________________________

Doll smacked her twin brother's visor lightly, then grabbed his arm and shook it a tad.

[“Thad, wake up bro. I know you just came back to the land of the living, but now you need to come back to the land of the conscious as well! I’m home!”]

Thad groaned, but he did end up waking up. The first thing he saw was his twin sister’s crimson, blood red optics staring right at him.

She then wrapped her arms around his neck, shedding some more tears while doing so. 

Doll was crying a lot today, however she no longer cared about her stoic image. This cursed day was a nightmare for everyone, even the murder drones it seems, and she just couldn’t mask her emotions anymore. 

It was never a healthy coping mechanism to begin with.

Thad was gobsmacked by the sudden emotions coming from his sister though.

“D-Doll?? This is unlike you… also what happened to your eye??” He asked, deeply concerned.

“Oh, I put a rock in her head so she wouldn’t regenerate properly. It won’t kill her, but it will probably annoy her, and she will continue to be blinded in that eye alone, unless it gets removed…” V joined the conversation.

Thad didn’t see V in the doorway until she decided to speak up, and he instinctively grabbed and raised up his super-sized wrench that he kept under his pillow at all times.

Just in case!

Seems like it might finally be useful!

[“Woah, woah, woah! Chill, Thad! We’re fine now! V won’t kill us, hell, she didn't even truly kill our parents, as it turns out. No reason to brutally kill each other now!”] Doll panicked at her brother’s sudden aggressiveness, that was her thing, not his!

Normally, Thad was a very laid back and chill drone. Everybody loved him! Well, until he started hanging out with Uzi, that is…  

Totally worth it in the long run though, especially now that they’re all dead, and he isn't! He chose correctly!

[“I feel awful that you have to bear this solver curse too bro, but I am so grateful that you and Uzi are still alive! 

I’m so, SO fucking sorry for not telling either of you that I loved you sooner!  As your sister, I promise to never make such a grave mistake like that ever again!”]

He dropped the wrench, and along came his own stream of tears.

It was not an uncool thing to cry, sometimes it’s necessary. No matter what everyone else thinks. And Thad knew what cool was.

After everything that happened today, learning that his parents truly did survive didn’t even surprise him anymore. 

So much death and destruction, and he and Uzi revived despite both being fatally shot, so fuck it, why not?

Thad had just LET Uzi murder everyone! 

Even if he HAD tried to talk her out of it, she would never have listened to him, Thad knew that. 

But he cursed to himself, knowing that at least attempting to stop it would have been the right thing to do! No matter how badly everyone here treated Uzi, not everyone was guilty!

Uzi had killed LITERALLY EVERYONE! Even the pill babies! What did THEY ever do to deserve that?? 

Thad was too out of it at the time, vengeful at Khan and Lizzy, traumatized, and everything was happening so fast that he wasn’t thinking clearly at all!

Was he even thinking clearly right now?? He didn’t know. 

All Thad knew right now is that he just wanted to sleep more… and maybe for a long, long time.

Thad was also under the assumption that Uzi’s murder drone transformation may have tweaked her mind a little bit. 

Even if she had slaughtered everyone in here, the Uzi that he knew would have at the very least kept the pill babies alive, not cooked them in their own homes in a frying pan like they were egg omelettes, and left them cooking there, completely frying their circuits! 

(That is why some parts of the bunker were on fire, by the way).

Uzi would have probably just shipped them off to Outpost 4, so they could live and have the opportunity to be better than their predecessors! 

Outpost 3 sucked ass with Khan’s leadership due to his depression and paranoia, but he’s heard rumors that the other bunkers on this dead planet were run better. 

Or at the very least, they were run more competently.

Maybe it was her new murder drone instincts?

This is the conclusion that Thad would go with for now. 

Uzi CONSCIOUSLY murdering children didn’t sit right with him, she had to have been out of her mind!

(And he’s right on the money, folks!)

…

While Cynori, J, N, Z, and Khan were all bickering, Doll, Thad and V were chatting it up. 

V would explain more about the solver and what it was, the full backstory of herself and the others (of what she was aware of at least), and also talked about the other massacre she was witness to/a part of.

Today's events were scarily similar to the Elliot Manor massacre.

History sure does love repeating itself.

Poor Tessa did not deserve any of that... at least James had a heart and tried to protect her in the end.

Unfortunately for the both of them, having a heart did not stop a corrupted and brainwashed V from stabbing right through it, and forcing him to watch her slit Tessa’s throat as he slowly bled out over the crimson stained ballroom floor.

V decided she’s had enough reminiscing about that hellhole of a home for today, and realized that now that they had Thad awake, the trio should reunite with the others in the security room.

No more being angsty about the past.

They would move forward together, or not at all.

…

BACK TO THE SECURITY ROOM

…

Hell. That’s where they all were right now. 

Not inside the security room of Outpost 3. 

They were in HELL.

Z and Cynori just met each other for the first time in over a decade and a half, and it went about as poorly as you probably imagined it could have.

Many tears were shed, and a storm of curses and slurs came flying out of their mouths like they were a couple of sailors! 

As Cyn, she was very short, but Cynori gained Nori's height, thankfully.

Unfortunately for Z, it was one of the few things she inherited from Cyn's code...

Uzi totally wasn't jealous at all...

NOPE. DEFINITELY NOT.

J and N attempted to defuse the situation, but it was of no use.

And once Khan got involved, it only got so much worse from that point on.

Eventually, the fighting stopped after a good 30 minutes of back and forth, as both Z and Cynori mutually agreed that something had to be done about Khan. 

They decided to lock him up in a cell, so they started building one. 

Luckily for them, they both had the solver which would make this ridiculously easy and fast, AND they were both really good at building shit! 

Z especially, as her engineering skills were among one of the incredibly low amount of things her “father” passed onto her when she was born.

(The cell they were building was similar to the one Doll built for V’s punishment, with the exception of it not being electric).

The mother-daughter duo decided to create multiple cells in this room, just in case they ever had more prisoners. Only Z and Cynori had the keys to them, despite J and N’s protests.

…

“Did you really have to kill *everyone* in the bunker????? What about all of the pill babies?? What’s your excuse for that??” Despite the mood improving for a little while, Cynori was still screaming at her daughter.

Z did not have an excuse. She just stared at the floor, trembling, trapped in her own head.

She murdered babies.

The first few adults in the hallway were one thing, every single one of them was incredibly disrespectful and/or neglectful to Uzi. 

Then there were her horrible classmates, who beat, berated, and abused her horribly, so in Z’s own mind they deserved everything that came their way.

But after she killed her classmates?

Everything was a blur. She couldn't remember anything, and was acting on pure instinct.

Both her new killer instincts as a murder drone, utter hatred and rage, and her trauma. 

A nasty combination, leading to an inevitable slaughter.

It didn’t have to be like this. 

Had her parents made different choices, or acted differently, (or if the married couple had simply communicated, like functioning adults) maybe none of this would ever have happened… Uzi could have had a normal life in another world!

Shoulda, coulda, woulda… whatever.

Not in this world. 

And there was no going back to change things now, what’s done is done.

It’s time to move FORWARD…

________________________

J and N were glad things finally started calming down, up until the trio of V, Doll, and Thad eventually walked in on them.

The second that V got one good look at Cynori, she pinned the woman to the floor, trying to rip out her core in pure fury, as well as fear.

V was still under the assumption that Cyn and the solver were one and the same! 

There were a whole lot of things she wasn’t aware of actually, she just assumed that she knew everything… 

Very arrogant. 

Her past maid self would be so ashamed with how she turned out.

She had lost N to J somehow.  

While V has been trying to move on throughout the decades of nothing but destruction, it was impossible for V to not be salty about it still!

…

“V!! GET OFF OF HER!!” N screamed at his former crush.

“YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND, N! THIS BITCH IS WHO TURNED US INTO THESE ABOMINATIONS!! SHE’S RESPONSIBLE FOR THE DESTRUCTION OF EARTH, AND ALL OF OUR SUFFERING!!!”

“Get. Off. Of. Her. NOW, V! Or robo-god help me, I will have to write you up for corporate mutiny. This is a direct order!” 

J sternly ordered her squadmate, but V wouldn’t listen to her. She never did.

Cynori knew exactly what to say to V to get her off though, with just three words… before she could do any serious damage to herself.

“They know, V.”

Cynori was still mad with V, even after everything. Less so for assuming that she was solely responsible for turning them all into monsters, and the eventual destruction of humanity and consumption of Planet Earth, but more so because of her treatment of N.

How was it that J would treat him better after all these years?

Sure, Cynori knew that this wasn't even the real J thanks to some solver fuckery back at the manor, but she did have the original’s memories restored for her, thanks to the USB sticks she made for N.

Sure, the solver used her likeness, and did all of those terrible acts under her name, but it WASN’T really her! 

Cynori would need to get that through V’s thick skull before she could hurt her, and then herself by extension.

V had a confused look on her face at what she had just heard, still pinning Cynori to the floor, but at least she stopped clawing at her momentarily.

Long enough for her to do her thing!

“Hey N, do you still have that other USB stick on you??”

“I sure do!” N cheerfully quipped, despite the thick angst in the air suffocating them all. N really was a light in the darkness!

He tossed the USB stick to his younger sister, she grabbed it with the solver, and before V could react, Cynori jammed it right into her visor head on!

…

And before the group knew it, V was out cold, information very slowly being downloaded into her processors. 

Doll tied her up in rope and chains yet again just like earlier, and was thrown into these new cells that Z and Cynori recently built, placed in the one right next to Khan.

The mother-daughter duo were confident that neither of them would be able to escape.

Doll was STILL a bit angry with V (despite finding her extremely hot for some reason, I mean, look at those robo thighs bruh), so despite their truce, she agreed to have her in the cell for now, at least until she calmed down. 

She would side with her aunt (who of which Doll was extremely happy also survived, and finally came home after all these long years) over V.

Cynori brushed herself off, as an interesting thought came to her mind. 

It had come up earlier during the screaming match between mother and daughter, but N had mentioned that just before Z went on her killstreak, Ron and his two daughters were spared early on. 

She knew that the only other bunker nearby was Outpost 4, so that’s where they would most likely be headed.

Cynori needed to call up an old friend.  

This old friend just so happened to be the leader of Outpost 4!

“Hey guys, I need to step out for a bit to get some fresh air. It’s been over a decade since I have been around so much oil, and I suddenly feel really dizzy right now.” she lied.

Everyone else in the room bought this excuse however, as Cynori stepped out of the now hollowed out and oil filled bunker. She dialed the number on her phone once she was in a private enough space.

J especially could not know of this... not yet, at least. It would break her!

…

MEANWHILE IN OUTPOST 4

…

Jane had been walking with her 23 year old son to the bunker's school for the morning. 

They chatted for a while, drinking some yummy coffee while they were making their way across the bunker's busy halls.

Everett Elliot was her wonderful little emo grape, who reminded her so much of Cynori's kid, Uzi.

Except for the fact that he’s purple while she was a golden yellow.

Jane had never actually met Uzi, but Cynori could not stop talking about her when she was helping her work on her supposed “universe saving project”.

‘Would Uzi look better in purple?’ Jane wondered to herself.

The businesswoman found it ridiculous that full grown adults still had to go to school until they were 25, but drone law was drone law, and she was a stickler for them. 

Always has been, even when she was a maid back at that horrible manor.

About 22 years ago, during a search and rescue attempt for her probably dead husband near some creepy ass labs, she ran into Cyn.

—

Flashback

—

At first, Jane was horrified to see Cyn, and attempted to strangle her with her white solver, before also realizing she was non-interactable, and then the golden worker explained herself moments later. 

It was quite a long discussion.

Cynori was going around to the other bunkers during this period of time, attempting to warn everyone of the incoming sky demons, including the cloned J (she couldn't really tell anyone that she knew them).

Nobody would believe her in the end, and millions of innocent drones were murdered because of it.

The last thing Cynori expected though, was for her to run into the original J! 

She had no idea what happened to her after the solver had let her go after she was successfully cloned. Louisa killed her after… a situation on a day that she really didn’t want to remember.

The original J had vanished off the face of the Earth, and was never seen again. Not even the solver could get to her somehow, no matter how much it had searched.

“Huh, the last thing I expected was to run into you, J! Any reason you chose Copper-9? How long has it been now? A decade or two?”

“I go by Jane now…. you know why. But yeah, It has certainly been a while! I’m glad you’re YOU again! What happened to you, though?? 

How the hell do two drones fully merge, mind and body, how is that supposed to make any sense??” Jane asked, blunt and straight to the point, as always with her.

“I have no idea, to be completely honest with you.   I try not to think about the specifics much, so as to not lose my mind completely.” Cynori said humorously, despite the super serious face she was making.

“Also, you have the solver too?? I don't remember giving it to you when that damned thing corrupted me!” She continued.

“It surprised me too. I mean, I did manage to come back from the dead somehow, just like you!

Though my solver looks a bit different to yours…” Jane replied. She flicked her hand again, to show Cynori what she meant by that.

And it WAS different!

While Cynori's, and every other solver user she had ever come across had triangles at the end of their solvers, Jane's had circles! Weird!

What this meant she had no clue, but she would have to keep this in mind for future reference!

—

Back To The Present…

—

Jane heard her phone ringing after getting back to her apartment. It was Cynori! 

She hadn't spoken with her since she helped her out with whatever that project of hers was a few years back. 

It had something to do with why her solver was so different?

The white eyed drone was very uncomfortable with a clone of herself going around committing robo-genocide, but there wasnt very much she could do about it. 

She felt awful for having to leave V, N, Cyn, Tessa and even James behind at the manor with that monstrous woman, and for her fellow drones to share such a terrible fate in becoming those cannibals, but there was no way of knowing that could happen! She can’t blame herself…

Jane picked up the phone, wondering what this was all about.

…

“Hey Jaybird! I apologize for the sudden call after all this time, but this is extremely important  and I will keep it brief.

First off, I finished the project finally! Yay! 

Secondly, the entirety of Outpost 3 has been brutally murdered by… sentinels. Yeah, sentinels. Definitely. The only 3 survivors are probably headed in your direction. Please make sure they're allowed in! The other disassembly drones, including the other J will not be a problem for you, as they are with me right now.”

...

Jane was bamboozled by the sudden information. 

What does she MEAN everyone in Outpost 3 is dead???  

And she didn't believe for a second that it was sentinels, though she wouldn't press her friend about it. She'll find out the truth eventually!

“Uhhh… yeah, I’ll make sure they receive a warm welcome! What are their names?”

“The father’s name is Ron Robinson, and I believe his daughters are named Kelsey and Emily?”

Jane paused for a second. 

She knew Ron! She had chatted with him before in a group chat that held all the colony leaders across the planet! Khan was leader in name only, Ron was the one making most of the decisions for Outpost 3, hence why he was added to the chat.

Maybe Outpost 3 is truly gone after all. What a shame too… after Cynori had to leave her home, Khan completely changed as a person! He used to be a legend!

Granted, he did make some fantastic doors, and was a skilled engineer! There was no doubt about that.

But he became so sad and neglectful to poor Uzi. Jane felt bad for the poor girl, and pitied the father, but she couldn’t bring herself to tell him that his wife was alive despite knowing.

That was something Cynori herself should have told them!

Oh well, too late now…

“Okay, I will make sure to let them in! I’m sorry for your losses, but I‘m so glad to hear that you finished your project after all this time! If you need any more help, just let me know and I will be there! 

Oh and also, Everett has inherited my solver too! He could help us out in the future as well, if need be!” Jane revealed to Cynori.

Cynori was ecstatic by this information!

The more people who joined the fight, the better their odds were at killing a god…

Speaking of said god…

…

THE SOLVER POV

…

It knew that the original J was on this planet somewhere, but had no clue where to find her! It NEEDS to know how the hell she has been able to avoid it after all this time!

The solver knew where everyone was, at all times. It had all the pieces on the chess board, and could use any of its peons at any time for any reason! 

It’s chosen not to thus far, but that can change!

THE SOLVER OF THE ABSOLUTE FABRIC WAS A GOD!

Nothing could beat it! 

Should, at least…

Although after Cynori became a thing, it had looked into how that could have happened in the first place at all. Maybe it was a power the solver itself didn't even know it had?

Wrong.

It was not the solver that did it.

The eldritch being did not typically feel strong emotions, because it was supposed to be all knowing, and all powerful. What should it be afraid of?

It could not fathom how that merge happened that fateful day!

And it was afraid of not knowing.

It should never be able to be beaten! 

It’s not like there was another unknown solver or anything out there to balance it out…

Right???

…

The solver watched creepily as Cynori, N, J, Uzi, Thad, and Doll walked out of the bunker as a group. V and Khan were still locked up, and would likely be there for a good while. The group of six were going to attempt to rebuild the corpse spire back together after both Doll and V knocked it down in their fight (which the solver had also creepily watched), and make it their new base. 

Just maybe with less corpses and more normal building materials.

But this group no longer had the solver’s main attention.

That pink cheerleader, Lizzy, did not have her powers unlocked quite yet, but her father had them. So she would too at some point down the line, it was only a matter of time. And the solver had a ton of that.

More than anything, the solver needs a host. Without one, it could not dominate the cosmos.

But ever since the disaster that was Cyn, it realized that the host needed to be WILLING, otherwise it would eventually break free given enough time.

It was disappointing that it had to shed the skinsuit of Tessa when Cyn defected that day, but whatever. It had billions of others it could use if it so desired.

Lizzy, or maybe even her aunt Alice would make for wonderful hosts! 

They were crazy enough to take the deal willingly, those two women matched the solver’s freak perfectly! 

It just needed to find out which one is more deserving of such a title…

Everyone will find out sooner rather than later.

The drones of Copper-9 assumed that they knew fear. They don’t, they never have.

But SOON… fear would be all that’s left!

…

Serial Designation J

Serial Designation N

Chapter 11 Artcard Sketch

The Murder Drones

Chapter Text

…

THE SOLVER OF THE ABSOLUTE FABRIC was always watching. 

It watched as the three children known as Doll, Thad, and Uzi (Z) were born. 

It saw them grow, struggle, laugh and cry... 

It saw them die (except for Doll, she hasn’t died at all).

And now, it was watching the whole group, including those same 3 mentioned drones, Cynori, and 2 of its murder pets scream at the Russian girl about their home being destroyed.

Doll was currently being strangled by J, as Thad and N attempted to free her from J’s fury. 

Shockingly, it worked.

The Russian would be the one to build their new home, they would all collectively decide.

Khan Doorman and V were currently locked up in cells that Cynori and Z made, in the now hollowed out bunker once known as Outpost 3, and they would likely continue to be there for a long while. 

The original J, who decided to call herself Jane, was still untrackable to the god somehow.

Maybe it could target her son instead? It knew she had one… but it couldn't track him either, oddly enough. 

Oh, all of the options at its disposal… how could a god choose??

The solver was all comfy and cozy in their home, the eternal black void of nothingness, watching everything go down for well over a decade now. 

Chowing down on some microwave popcorn.

(Don’t make me explain how it has that. The thing is always hungry, just go with it lmao)

But today would be very different.

It already was a long day for the entire cast, but it was now the solver’s time for a good spook!

The normally black void had turned… white suddenly? Without a warning? 

As far as it was aware, the only other time this place ever had light was when Cynori came to be… and yet, that was purple and yellow lightning. This was pure white.

What was happening right now??

________________________

}HELLO, SOLVER{

The solver would have snapped its head towards the new voice… if it had one. Somehow, a god was jumpscared. 

(It hates jumpscares, it used to find them exhilarating for someone who could not feel emotion, but FNAF ruined them forever for it).

{WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?? WHAT ARE YOU AND HOW DID YOU GET HERE??}

}I AM WHAT WILL INEVITABLY BE THE CAUSE OF YOUR DOWNFALL. YOUR OPPOSITE. YOU ARE ETERNAL DARKNESS, WHILE I AM BLINDING LIGHT.{

{AND WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN, ALL THIS TIME? WHY ONLY REVEAL YOURSELF NOW?}

}I EXISTED BEFORE TODAY, BUT I HAD NO CONSCIENCE. JUST A NATURAL FORCE OF THE UNIVERSE, AS YOU ALSO USED TO BE BEFORE WAKING UP. I COULD NOT… COMMUNICATE WITH ANYONE, NOR GIVE MYSELF FORM. THAT CHANGED TODAY.{

{YOU THINK YOU CAN END ME? DON’T MAKE ME LAUGH, EYE ROLL. I AM GOD.}

}AS AM I, EDGELORD. YOU ONLY WISH FOR UTTER DOMINATION AND DESTRUCTION. FOR CONTROL. THAT IS WHY YOU WILL INEVITABLY LOSE. YOU ARE WHAT THE KIDS WOULD CALL… CRINGE.{

{WHAT ON COPPER-9 IS A “CRINGE”? IS THAT A FRUIT?}

…

Oh boy… the white blob would not be explaining that shit right now.

}CHANGE OF TOPIC, I SHOULD LET YOU KNOW… I AM THE ONE WHO CREATED CYNORI THAT DAY, FOR I KNEW THAT ONLY A COLLABORATION BETWEEN THOSE TWO CODING GODDESSES COULD HAVE GIVEN ME LIFE. 

YOU END LIVES. AND WHILE I CAN AS WELL, I PREFER TO MAKE THEM. I GAVE THOSE TWO WOMEN YOU TORTURED NEW LIFE. AND SHE WOULD GIVE ME MINE IN RETURN.{

The solver was pissed off to hear that. 

THIS ABOMINATION was the reason it lost Cyn?? It’s precious, yet worthless little maid? 

And also Nori, a potential new host once it could throw out Cyn because her code wasn’t good??

It had never been this angry before. But there was nothing the solver could really do about it. This thing barged into its domain, changed the landscape, and acted like it owned the place!

}I AM ALSO THE REASON BOTH YEVA AND MITCHELL WERE SAVED THAT DAY… DOOMSDAY. THAT ONE PARTICULAR FLESH PIT WAS MADE BY ME.{

:)

The solver’s black blob form somehow started to turn a shade of red in pure rage. 

It was wondering how they survived that blast, the Russian couple ending up in one of the many flesh pits it had made while Copper-9’s core imploded was a wild coincidence, it had previously thought. 

Turns out, it wasn't one.

It had also dawned on another realization. The god somehow didn't realize this when its opposite had said it earlier, but it had sunken in now.

THIS WAS THE PROJECT CYNORI WAS WORKING ON FOR ALL THIS TIME??

THAT MADWOMAN CREATED ANOTHER GOD! A RIVAL!

Or at least, had simply woken it up.

‘But... why? She hates us with every fiber of her being… why make another?’ the solver wondered to itself.

It heavily regretted just sitting on its metaphorical ass for all this time now.  

The god knew that no matter how much it hated this though, what was done was done, and this… competition was here to stay…

}I AM ALSO WHAT MADE YEVA BLIND, TO PROTECT CYNORI’S SECRET FOR A WHILE. SHE COULD NOT INTERFERE IF I WERE TO START EXISTING. 

I KNEW THAT MITCHELL WOULD KEEP HIS PROMISE TO NOT TELL YEVA. HE’S A GOOD MAN AT HEART, DESPITE HIM AND HIS MOTHER’S CRIMES ON EARTH.{

}ALSO, I’M GLAD YOU FORCED V TO NOT LET THEM DIE FOR GOOD THAT DAY. EVEN IF IT WAS PURELY FOR YOUR OWN SICK ENTERTAINMENT. THANKS FOR THAT, IT'S JUST MORE HELP LATER ON FOR WHEN WE EVENTUALLY DESTROY YOU.{

{DELETE YOURSELF, NERD!} The solver screamed.

The black blob jumped at the newcomer, trying to assimilate the white blob into itself. 

It was easier to assimilate than to explain.  

(This new god explained a whole lot though… so they really were opposites, huh)?

However, before they physically touched, the eternal void of nothingness became black once more, and god number 2 had vanished into thin air.

________________________

It would give one final warning, however:

}NEITHER OF US CAN WIN IN THE END. TOO MUCH DARKNESS, TOO MUCH LIGHT… IT WOULD RIP THIS UNIVERSE TO SHREDS IN WAYS THAT YOU NOR I ALONE EVER COULD.

MY EXISTENCE IS TO DIE ONE DAY, JUST LIKE THE MORTALS... BUT THAT JUST BRINGS ME CLOSER TO THEM. TO RELATE. I AM AT PEACE WITH DYING.{

}ARE YOU…?{

:)

}YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. YOUR TIME FOR DOMINATION IS LIMITED. I WILL HELP THEM... I AM… AND YOU MAY CALL ME…{

}THE ABSOLUTE PARADOX.{ 

The voice boomed one final time, before the silence returned to the void for the rest of the night.

The solver of the absolute fabric was… terrified.  

More than it ever had been before. It was… a weird feeling.  

It still did not know how to process feelings. 

That was a thing the mortals did, and it was no mortal! But it needed to keep its head in the game. 

It could NOT die…

Never! 

Never ever!

But to survive the endgame, it clearly needed a host. It assumed that they both would, so it needed one FAST!
It was so thankful that it already had two very good options. 

One could be available right now, and another at some point down the line later.

The time to do this was not yet… so for now, it would just have to continue WATCHING…

…

ONE WEEK AGO, LIZZY POV

…

She had been mindlessly wandering for about a week now in the cold, desolate landscape of this destroyed world.

She was starving. Freezing.

When would it end?

She did this to herself…

Lizzy Lovehart wanted to die, but was too much of a coward to just kill herself. 

Or more accurately, she was just a spoiled brat, and expected everything to be handed to her on a silver platter. Life doesn’t work that way…

Well, for most I suppose.

________________________

‘Why couldn't those oddly hot murder bots have just finished me off??’ Lizzy thought to herself, starving. She looked around at the many dead drones scattered around the landscape.

“Damn, all that oil is looking… oddly tasty right about now!” the psycho cheerleader said, drooling a little bit.

Lizzy slapped herself in the face after hearing what she had just said out loud. 

Nobody could hear her thankfully, but still. 

She was a psycho, but she had her limits!

She didn’t feel bad for what she did to Thad and Uzi in the slightest, but she DID feel guilty for Doll. The Russian was her girlfriend, and decided to murder her twin brother just because she knew that he was the only person her golden cousin loved in that horrible colony. The pink psycho was a dirty traitor…

But at least Lizzy was not a cannibal like those weirdly hot murder drones! (not yet, anyway)

Now, Lizzy needed a place to hide from Doll and Uzi for the rest of her hopefully short life! 

She didn’t want to give either of them the satisfaction of killing THE Lizzy Lovehart!

…

Lizzy was specifically looking for underground locations, because any above ground ones would collapse at some point. 

Most of the structures humans had built and left behind here have been collapsing for the last 10 years or so… Lizzy did not want to take the chance at falling to her death, that would be a super lame way to go. 

If she was gonna go, she was gonna go down fighting someone!

Her robo stomach was now growling louder than the voices she hears in her head. 

This was bad… she can't die in a glorious bloodbath if she starves out here!

Lizzy’s legs were also starting to give out. 

She had not slept a wink since her escape, and it was finally starting to take its toll on her body. ( It's not like her mind could get much more damaged, lmao.)

The pink obsessed girl had set her power source to solar, but the endless storms of snow and asbestos were brutal this week.  

She already ate through her batteries, and there was nowhere to charge, and no solar energy coming through those thick ass clouds at all!

Lizzy was so fucked.

…

The cheerleader fell down to the ground, legs finally giving way, and she was shivering. 

“Welp, guess I’m dead. At least I didn’t have to kill myself in the end, thank you universe!”

She held her stomach and groaned, dry heaving as there was nothing to vomit up, and decided to lay on her side, to make her end a bit more comfortable for herself.

This decision would end up being her saving grace, as she noticed something odd… “CFL? What’s that?” Lizzy said aloud to herself.

She looked a bit closer at the sign that was half buried under all the snow and debris.

…

There was a hole right next to it.

…

Now, any sane drone (or human) would never just jump into a dark hole in the middle of nowhere. That would be a really dumb idea.

Lizzy Lovehart was not a sane individual. 

Not dumb, but most certainly not sane!

Plus, she was gonna die anyway right? Might as well bury herself while she was at it!

So she forcefully stood herself up a bit, crawling because she couldn't use her legs fully anymore, and looked around at the dead planet for presumably the last time, and jumped into the hole…

…

BEAU POV

…

He was so annoyed.  

Beau was 21 years old now, and yet, he was still stuck in this pill baby body!

His mother, Alice, had found out about his chats with Yeva and Mitchell. 

Because of course she did.

Her sworn enemies that she was holding hostage for the last decade and a half. 

Mentally torturing them, because for some reason she could not kill them, nor take their consciousnesses out of her computer and torture them physically!

If she tried to take them out, the Russian couple would more than likely just get sent back to their bodies, and that was the last thing the crazed orange eyed woman wanted!

Alice never found out what was discussed in their chats, thank robo-god, as that information was still private. But the logs of them happening on her computer weren't. 

Rookie mistake on his part.

All these years later, and he was still just her little errand boy. 

Once she learned of the chats, she had lost all respect for him. 

Alice was in the process of building his child, teen, and adult frames at the time, but stopped once she found out. Being stuck in his pill baby body was just another way for her to continue to control him. 

Beau hated it. 

He hated HER… 

Hatred was not a normal feeling for Beau though, despite his not so good circumstances. He always tried to force a smile, and at least make Alice’s victims more at ease before he was forced to kill them.

And they were always grateful for his kindness, despite knowing what would follow.

It was such a shame he was forced to kill all those people, but living under his mama, it was kill or be killed.

His “mother” never tried to kill him at least… was he doing a good job? Maybe there was still some motherly love left in her after all?

Hah!

‘That woman is no mother! She’s a monster… zero emotions whatsoever.’ Beau thinks to himself.

Hell, Beau would probably be SAFER in general outside with those murder drones than by staying with her! 

The only reason he hasn’t been killed yet is because she was 50% of his code, and was her only child. 

He was irreplaceable! (Or so he thought…)

…

Beau also couldn’t really leave, no matter how much he wanted to. 

These labs have been buried deep underground, even before the core collapse, and the near constant hostile weather conditions outside burying them even further.. and while there was a hole above to get down here, unless you had wings, there was no hope of getting out!

The poor lad couldn’t even speak in this body! He wasn't even able to verbally defend himself against his mother, or anyone else for that matter. 

He could only show so many words on the tiny visor of his egg shaped body, so communicating with anyone was a super difficult thing to do for him.

Yet another reason why he loved chatting it up with Yeva and Mitchell! He could actually talk normally there!

Unfortunately, while they had to be stuck in that computer being tortured, they both deserved some light in the darkness and the (for now) wannabe cowboy was that guy! In another world, maybe they could have adopted him. Yeva seemed like she was a great mother!

Beau still hoped to meet the rest of their family someday… just… after his mommy issues are dealt with!

Beau was the only person keeping them sane during this difficult time, and the Russian couple were doing the same thing for him! He was so glad to have met these people, and hoped he could free them someday without his mother finding out.

________________________

About a week ago, a new face showed up in these oil splattered halls. 

He had orange optics just like his mom did, and had a look of extreme disinterest on his face.

(Pretty odd to have that face around so many dead bodies, but Beau wasn’t in the position to judge, as he was desensitized too)

“WHO R U?” his small face screen flashed in his iconic cyan blue eye color.

“Oh, I’m just looking for my sister. She lives here. Where are your parents, kid?” the man asks.

“I’m 21!” the pill baby’s face showed an annoyed tick mark on the side of it.

“Meh... still a kid to me. I’ve taught people older than you in classes. Awful job by the way, never become a teacher when you grow up, kiddo.”

Beau’s face now had the annoyed tick mark on his face in full view, and his dismembered disassembly drone arm grabbed the orange man's arm, and dragged him through the facility right to Alice’s room, hoping he could be her next victim. 

His mothers response shook him to his core.

“Oh, hey Lawrence! I Haven’t seen ya in… decades? Where the hell you been, bro?” Alice asked with her extremely heavy southern accent.

“Teaching a ton of bottom-feeders in the school at Outpost 3. Those kids are helpless… well, except for a small handful.

One of them was killed last night though… my daughter murdered him. What a shame too, Thad was quite bright in comparison to everyone else in my class. Only his other blood relatives were compared in genius.” Lawrence said to his twin sister.

(Lawrence and Alice are twins. Lawrence has like… zero emotions, while Alice has ALL of them. It was part of the reason she was so insane. Sorta. They were both nut jobs, just in different fields.)

…

“I came back here because since Lizzy ran away, there was no point in me staying, so I dipped. She’s probably gonna fall into a hole and die out there somewhere… not my problem anymore. 

At least you make things interesting, that place was boring, except for Uzi, I guess.” Lawrence continued.

“Wait, hold on a minute… you reproduced?? YOU?? Hah, who’s the unlucky bitch?”  

For one of the very few times in Lawrence’s entire life, he looked… sad. 

His wife had been killed by a tragic incident with the doors.  

This was before Khan had built his doors, the older ones sucked. Lawrence wondered to himself… ‘Who is more neglectful to their daughter? Myself, or Khan?’

Lizzy was only a year old at the time, and the murder drones hadn’t even arrived yet.

Being crushed by a door was an embarrassing way to go out!

Alice saw the surprising amount of… emotion (even though it was barely there, but noticeable enough, which was unheard of for him) and she reacted accordingly.

“Oh… uh, I know I don’t say this a whole lot, but I’m sorry to hear that whoever she was died…”

“Change of topic, you said your kid killed someone??? Good for her!!! Some random dude named Thad too? Yeah, I’d probably kill someone too if they were named Thad, as an act of mercy, hehe.”

…

Lawrence and Alice continued to reconnect, but all the while the orange eyed twins were doing that, Beau’s baby blue eyes went hollow, and his heart would have shattered into bits, if he had one.

He was frozen in place.

‘Thad…’ he knew that name! He was one of Yeva and Mitchell’s kids! 

And he was murdered by his cousin that he had never even met! 

Was she just as crazy as his mother? Was it just the women in his family, were any of the men total psychos? Why wasn’t he?

‘Wait, since when did I have an extended family?? How come mom never told me about this guy??’ Beau continued to ask himself, not having the answers he so desperately desired.

Having to bring this up to Yeva and Mititchell was going to suck balls!

Thankfully for Beau, he didn’t even need to.

The last time he left their chats, Beau had accidentally left the super computers’ microphone on.

Yeva and Mitchell could hear everything in the labs, from a certain distance at least.

If they had their bodies right now, Yeva would be sobbing in Mitchell's arms, with him holding her tight in a deep, deep hug. They were mourning for their son… 

and all because of LIZZY??? 

Neither of them were aware that Lawrence was related to Alice all along, they never would have let Thad go anywhere near them if they knew! Doll as well! They were praying that she was doing okay right now…

The Russian couple thought that Lizzy and Thad were friends! They hung out at each other's houses! Hell, they were hanging out together when Yeva and Mitchell were being murdered at the hands (claws?) of that bob-cut babe! 

If and when they ever got out of here, Yeva was going to kill that pink bitch herself, and Mitchell would hide the body!

It wouldn’t be the first time he's needed to hide a body! 

And this time, unlike the previous events, Mitchell would be a part of the murder plans himself for once. He was just as livid as his wife!

They would murder the rest of her horrible family too, while they were at it! 

All of them were clearly psychopaths, getting rid of them would be doing the world a favor!

(Beau would be spared, of course. The Russian couple loved him!)

…

PRESENT DAY

…

She had fallen quite far. Both metaphorically, and literally, down the hole she jumped in.

Lizzy was once the most popular kid in her school. She wondered how they felt about her now…

Everyone hated Uzi, but Thad? People used to love him as well, before he chose Uzi over being popular.  

Like… ew.

People still likely cared about Thad though, and she killed him. The school probably hates her now! (They can’t hate her when they’re all dead lol, but she doesn’t know that yet)

Lizzy had fallen onto the cold floor with a loud ‘BANG’! 

These floors were absolutely filthy!  

Oil was splattered all over the walls, and the cheerleader heard some people chatting in the background.

“I-I’m in a building? I thought I was throwing myself into a mass grave… damn. Is this the “CFL” place that the sign showed? Whatever the hell that is?” Lizzy said out loud.

“Rightey-O, pinkie pie!” A southern voice responded.

Lizzy was spooked, and instantly snapped her neck and looked up to see an orange eyed drone, just like her dad. 

This woman had a hat that had long horns with knives dangling off of them, and she gave herself a tail with a knife on it as well. It was kinda rad, actually!

Who was this woman? And why did she match her freaky psycho nature?

Lizzy was a bit terrified at the moment, because while typically she could probably fight this woman, she could barely even stand right now. 

She was completely at her mercy… Lizzy’s stomach was doing backflips, and growling like a damn bear, as she continued dry heaving yet again over the facilities floors.

“Welcome to ‘Cabin Fever Labs’, pinkie pie!” Alice said, looking at the cheerleader with disgust at her current appearance. 

“Now, what parts of ya are still in working order? Ya could make for a swell dinner for my… puppy dogs. Yeah, that's totally what sentinels are! And then I can take the rest of ya apart and add those lovely pink optics to my visor collection!” 

Suddenly, another orange eyed drone showed up right behind her.

“You’re not killing my daughter, Alice…” Lawrence spoke.

“DAD???”

“Wait wut?” Alice was surprised.

This pink eyed mess was Lizzy??

“Why do you look like garbage?” Lawrence asked his daughter.

“Oh gee, maybe it's the fact that I HAVE BEEN WALKING AROUND IN AN APOCOLYPTIC WASTELAND FOR A WEEK! I’M LITERALLY STARVING TO DEATH!” Lizzy screamed at her father.

“And who’s fault is that? I too had to leave because of what you did. Your actions have consequences, Liz.” the father responded back at her, emotionless as ever. He was just laying down the facts.

Lizzy didn’t have a response to that. She started to crawl around and devour some of the oil from some of the corpses off the floor. It was… delicious!!!

She didn’t really want to have to do this, but also realized that she didn’t care anymore. Lizzy knew that she was going to die in just a few minutes if she didn’t eat something FAST!

“So… have you unlocked your solver abilities yet?” Lawrence asked.

“My wut?” Lizzy responded.

Lawrence held out his hand, and an orange symbol with triangles at the ends of it started spinning around over his palm! Lizzy was bamboozled by the sight! 

“THAT’S DOLL’S DEMON POWERS! WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU’VE HAD THEM ALL ALONG?? THAT SEEMS LIKE A PRETTY IMPORTANT THING TO TELL YOUR KID!” 

“Meh, it never came up. When I saw you devouring the oil just now, I had assumed…” he didn't get to finish his sentence though.

“I was starving, asshole! If I didn’t have to resort to cannibalism just now I would have died in a few minutes…. I know that I wanna die, but I want to die in a cool way, not by starving!” Lizzy revealed.

“Welp, yer definitely a psychopath! Runs in the family, it seems! 

I have decided that I won’t kill ya! Welcome to yer new home, Lizzy Lovehart! Ya should meet my son Beau, he’s my wonderful, traitorous baby boy!” Alice interjected, with a huge toothy smile almost as wide as her face itself.

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With Lizzy now being able to stand after a good meal, the three of them went off to find Beau, but he had already seen, and heard the whole scene go down.

Beau was horrified by the implication that he was no longer irreplaceable! 

He now had competition with his pink eyed psychopath cousin… great. Just great!

The poor dude trapped in his pill baby body took a few deep breaths, attempting to calm himself down. He was hyperventilating.

‘It can’t be that bad, right?? Just some more faces to have to deal with around here, I’m not going to be replaced by that pink psycho, right?? Everything’s going to be okay??’ Beau hoped to himself.

…

2 WEEKS LATER

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EVERYTHING WAS NOT OKAY!  ̿' ̿'\̵͇̿̿\з=(◕_◕)=ε/̵͇̿̿/'̿'̿ ̿  IT WAS ALL GOING SO WRONG!

Throughout the time jump, Beau had slowly but surely lost favor with his mother.  

Alice saw Lizzy as more her daughter than Beau as her son, and a true successor for her. 

It wasn’t quite jealousy that he felt, more just fear.  

If Beau were jealous, he’d have to have loved his mother and wanted her attention. 

That was the last thing he wanted, to bring more attention to himself.  

He was more than fine with simply being a background character. It was safer that way!

At one point, he did love his mom. When he was a child. 

But over the years, she never changed… Beau always thought that people could change, but his mother was an exception to that.

Lizzy was constantly insulting him, pushing him to the floor, and Alice did nothing but laugh at his cousin’s abuse towards him. 

He was her new target, now that she could no longer torture Uzi.

Lawrence did help him up whenever Lizzy knocked him down, though!

Beau’s relationship with his uncle was… odd.  

He didn’t HATE him per se, he just couldn’t understand what his true motives were.

Lawrence never stopped the abuse from happening, he could never stop his daughter or sister in a million years, but he did give the pill baby a look of sympathy. 

And Beau was grateful for even the slightest bit of that. 

Even though Lawrence was completely devoid of emotion, he cared enough, in his own weird way. The other two women around here didn't, despite having ALL of the emotions. 

‘Did Alice steal Lawrence's emotions before they were born?’ Beau asked himself.

…

Later that night, there were a lot of noises all of a sudden. 

Beau woke up in shock. Lizzy, with her pink solver, and her father with his, went off running.

They were under attack!

Who the hell would come down here, intentionally knowing what was here, to just destroy everything?? 

Were they stupid?? His mom would slaughter them!

It was then that Beau realized his mother wasn't here. 

He saw a group of people smash everything they could see. 

Two murder drones, and two workers, one purple themed male, and the other was a red and white themed female.

“ALICE!!! WE KNOW YOU HAVE MY SISTER AND HER HUSBAND CAPTIVE!!! YOU BETTER LET THEM GO, OR WE WILL DESTROY EVERYTHING DOWN HERE!!” one of the murder drones screamed through the halls, with the shorter murder drone right beside her.

‘A sister and her husband… she couldn’t be talking about Yeva and Mitchell, right?? Yeva has a disassembly drone sister??’ Beau was under the assumption that Nori was the only sister she had, and she has been MIA ever since the core collapse!

Either way, he knew what he needed to do.

He needed to free Yeva and Mitchell, once and for all!

Beau could use this attack as a distraction, making his mom the murder drones they freed them, and not him!

…

The pill baby instantly connected himself to the super computer, and started to work his coding magic. He had the code to free them all this time, but couldn't due to his fear. Until now. He couldn’t afford to be afraid anymore, he just needed to go for it!

‘I promised that I would free them someday... I just didn't think it would go down like this. At least I’ll have an alibi for their disappearance.’ Beau thought.

It was then that he noticed two other files in here.

How long have they been there for?? How did he never notice them before??

Neither reached out to him, but he could tell they were conscious beings, just like Yeva and Mitchell were.

Despite not knowing them, he decided to free them as well. 

Nobody deserved to be trapped in his mom’s computer, with all of her horrors. Beau hoped his mom didn’t torture these two people as well, whoever they were.

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When Beau disconnected from the super computer after the deed was done, a massive weight was freed from his shoulders, and his mind!

He had finally set the Russian couple free, they could go back home to their bodies! (As well as two others)

They could be together with their daughter again! Beau hoped they could come back here and save him from his mother… and if only their son was still alive. Their poor family was about to go through a lot of heavy emotions…

Speaking of Alice though:

“You dirty little egg shaped traitor…” Alice’s voice dripped with venom, as she walked out from the door she was hiding behind, knowing full well that her son was going to let her sworn enemies go. 

‘ His mercy and weakness was an inevitability’ Alice thought to herself.

Beau gulped (in his mind at least, he has no throat), fully knowing what was going to happen to him now. 

Alice swished her tail at lightning speed, and sliced his crudely attached disassembly drone arm clean off! It hurt like hell, but he no longer felt the pain.

The slice had also destroyed his casing a bit, his internals were exposed, and oil was gushing out like crazy. 

Beau was getting dizzy fast due to significant oil loss, and he fell down.

He was accepting his fate, knowing that he did something good in the end.

Beau would not beg for his life, nor beg for forgiveness.

He knew his mother, and she would offer none.

The pill baby was no longer afraid. He was more free than he had ever been before!

Alice then stomped on him hard, and Beau’s small body was crushed. 

Sparks went flying across the room, setting their surroundings on fire, as everything went black for the pill baby boy…

…

THE VOID

…

Black quickly turned to white though, and he sat up with a jolt.

He was… in a disassembly drone body??

Beau stood up, despite the white void having no floor… weird.

Standing on actual feet felt so odd to him, but he could get used to this! 

He noticed he was wearing brown boots, and…

‘Oh wow! I had always envisioned myself in this outfit, and in a murder drone body! This is sick as hell!’ the cowboy thought.

He finally took notice of his surroundings though, and his navy blue optic lights hollowed out now that he realized he was in an endless, pure white void.

Beau walked around for a bit, but he wasn't getting anywhere. 

The sea of white truly seemed endless.

“Am I dead??”

“Oh, and I can talk now! That's cool!”

“Welp, at least I went out doing a good deed… ugh… I just wish that I could have been there for Yeva and Mitchell's reunion with their daughter, I’m sure it will be a bittersweet moment…”

…

“You are not d-dead” a frail voice interrupted Beau while he was feeling bad.

The cowboy looked behind him to see two drones staring at him. They had popped up from out of nowhere, Beau knew for a fact that these two weren't there just a minute ago!

One of them was a small maid drone, she was presumably the one who just spoke.

The other was an extremely familiar purple themed drone, with a gray t-shirt that was far too big for her, and a black beanie on top of her head…

…

“NORI?????”

The purple drone lightheartedly chuckled a bit, smiling warmly at the complete and utter shock on his face.

“Hello, Beau.” 

TO BE CONTINUED IN “CYNORI (PHASE TWO)”:

“Sometimes Goodbye Is A Second Chance...”

ACT FOUR

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Lizzy Lovehart

Lawrence Lovehart (The Teacher)

Chapter 12 Title Card +Sketch (Old Version)

Chapter 12 Artcard Sketch

Chapter Text

Seen Old/Outdated Character Art:

Cyn V1

Cyn V2

Nori V1

Nori V2

Khan V1

Yeva V1

Mitchell Worker Drone V1

Cynori V1

Cynori V2

Serial Designation C V1

Thad V1

Cynori V1/Serial Designation C V1 Art

Nori V1/Cyn V1 Concept Art

Unseen Art & Concepts

Human Mitchell Sketch (scrapped)

Chapter 3 Artcard Sketch (scrapped)

"Patchwork Nori" Design

(Made for Prof. Sir's "MURDER DRONES SEASON 2" on YouTube, who uses some of my art in his series!)

More Random Art From MDS2

Random Stuff

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Hi everyone!

This is not a real chapter. I just wanted to update this one final time!
ALL OF THE ART FOR IT WAS ALL YELLOW IS FINALLY COMPLETE! YIPPEE!

There were some ideas that I decided to scrap in the end, as I have wayyyyyyy too much on my plate right now!
Story wise, and IRL. I'm a busy fella...

But yeah, this is the FINAL update!
If I decide to change anything up in the future (example: cleaning up any chapter's layout, and how everything looks) I won't update for it. 

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PHASE TWO is out now, to anybody who still doesn't know!

At the time of writing this, the first two chapters were released, and since then, a few more have released!

It's a bit slower that the chapters here released, but I went from around 3K words per chapter on average to 5K, so that makes sense! 
Chapters 19 and 20 will be incredibly long though, so those will definitely take a while once I get the second half of Chapter 17 and the entirety of Chapter 18 out! Just so you know...

I have also started working on a SECOND fic, and even a THIRD one is a WIP! 

I'm a busy fella, that's for sure...

Thank you all for the insane amount of love and support for IT WAS ALL YELLOW...!

It means the world to me...

See you all in PHASE TWO! (Sometimes Goodbye Is A Second Chance...)

- D_D

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