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dronebiscuitbat · 2 months ago

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Oil is Thicker Then Blood (Part 91)

(TW: Sexual Abuse)

They were almost to the second pod. Thank Robo-God.

N was slightly ahead of them, doing scan after scan with each of his different eyes as they inched closer, it had fallen in what used to be a small park… but was now a frozen lake of ice.

The pod was mostly intact barring the fact it's landing legs had snapped and it was half buried in the ice of the lake and covered in snow. The door was stuck open, but there wasn't any sign of life, and especially no corpse spire that would indicate anyone lived there.

“I wonder why you guys are the only dissasembly drones we've seen…” Thad pondered aloud, and both N and V gave a small unknowing shrug.

“I'm not sure… these pods imply that there should be more don't they?” N replied, his movements slightly sluggish from not sleeping last night.

“Let's not jinx it, it's a good thing we haven't. We'd probably have to fight them.” V added, Lizzy at her side looking tired from sleeping on the ground.

“V's right. It's probably a good thing.” Uzi nodded, Tera was curled up in one arm - not asleep, but nibbling on her bat plush gently.

“We could take ‘em.” Lizzy hummed with a smirk, and V smiled. “Love the attitude, but a full squad of dissasembly drones would be a hard fight, even for me.”

“Aww, V being humble, never thought I'd see the day.” Uzi teased and V growled back in response, tail flicking in irritation.

“Shut up! I can still kick ass you little shit!” She seethed, ans Uzi couldn't help but laugh as V grumbled and growled at being teased.

Khan slid off the forklift, grabbing a metal rod and prodding the frozen lake, the ice was completely solid at it's bank, though visibly got lighter the closer you got to the pod.

He called over his son in law

“Hey! N! Need you for a sec!” She shouted from across the caravan group, and N gave Uzi a small kiss on the cheek before he took off and landed next to the older worker drone.

“I need you to check out the pod on the ice, see if it's thick enough for us to drive the lift over.” Khan pointed to the precariously placed pod, who's bottom was entrenched in the lake itself.

He nodded, that was a simple enough task.

His wings stretched out again and he softly landed on top of the pod, which didn't even budge with his added weight, he shook it, jumped on it, anything he could think off the test if it would move.

“Looks pretty good!” He shouted back, and Khan nodded. But shouted back. “Check the ice around it! Make sure it's not too thin!”

He lept from the top of the pod to in front of its entrance, scanning the thickness of the ice with the myriad of sensors that covered his body.

The ice was thick… but the pod was putting significant strain on it already, large cracks furrowed deep into it. Still the only still liquid water he could sense was under 5 feet of pure ice, and so long as they were careful…

He decided to take a look inside the pod, maybe by some miracle some of it was still functional.

No.

But N did find out what happened to the occupants almost as soon as he stepped inside.

There were three bodies, dissasembly drone bodies. And all three had the same severe warping of their chassis, and the scorched hole where their cores should be.

They had overheated, either immediately or soon after making landfall as the pilot hadn't even left their chair before she began melting to it, molten plastic clung to her coat.

They all had that same, silvery blonde hair, which made it feel more like he was looking at the bodies of his siblings then anything else. He sighed, although this was probably better for the group then finding a squad of three hungry dissasembly drones, he felt bad… overheating was such a slow way to go.

A red glint caught his eye.

He shifted his gaze downwards to the floor.

There was a pristine little JCJenson pen slowly rolling towards him, confused, he bent down and turned it in his hands, what was this doing here?

The door slammed shut behind him, plunging him in darkness for a moment while his vison switched into night mode. He backed up against the console, immediately switching to a sword as he frantically looked around.

“Well, well, well… what do we have here?”

His core stuttered still, the familiar voice of business casual and customer service experience running through his audials and making all the oil pumping through him run ice cold. Phantom pain flared in his tail.

“J?” His voice was shaky, this was impossible J was dead, he'd destroyed her core, he'd run it through with his tail until is dissolved into nothing- how? How was this possible?

Five balls of light suddenly flickered on next to the door, a long tail with a yellow, glowing tip reveling itself behind a feminine silhouette, her visor flickered on- an ‘><’ that was unblinking and unwavering.

“The one and only!” She sneered, taking a step closer to him, his eyes hollowed and he used every ounce of energy he had not to tremble.

“Y-you died.” He forced out, still not being able to believe what he was seeing, he'd watched her die.

“Effective drones are cloned more.” She smirked, dread filled the pit of his stomach, she was between him and the door, him and safety.

“You don't look too happy to see me… aren't you glad your leaders alive and well?” She asked, dripping with a kind of patronizing professionalism that she always used when talking to him, he hated it, he hated it.

He growled, fear lighting the fuse into anger.

“You should've stayed dead.” He grunted, it was venomous- so much unlike him but oh did it feel good, he stood up a little straighter.

“Ouch. That's hurtful, N.” She pouted, and N felt his fist clench as she began to move slowly towards him; his confidence wanted to fade, he felt the urge to cower, to beg for forgiveness, to falter.

He didn't. He wouldn't.

“Get out of my way.” He spat, eyes sharpening into a glare that V would be proud of, J stopped for a moment.

“Ooooh~ Such attitude~” She mocked, a fake shiver going up her spine. “Last time I checked though. I was your boss, not the other way around.” The faux freindlness in her voice fell, blessedly.

N stepped forward, closing the gap between them with a speed that startled the former leader into stepping back. His claws flexed, his visor glitched into an X.

“I said. Get out of my way, J, NOW.” The way his voice echoed around the pod was enough to make his own audials ring. J lifted an eyebrow and gave a too-wide smile.

“You don't scare me.” She laughed, one of her claws tapping on the glass covering of his core, his stance faltered breifly. “I know what makes you tick…”

“N? You alright in there? The door slammed shut.” V's voice echoed from the shut door, J looked over to it, grinning.

“Tell her everything's fine…” She whispered, and he grunted when he realized she'd grabbed his tail, She grinded her finger roughly against the canister.

He was still growling when he hit the floor, furious more then hopeless.

“N?”

“V! Mph It’s!”

She yanked on his tail harder, and he had to muffled the scream that wanted to escape.

Instead of Fear, like she wanted, there was anger that was boiling over, instead of obedience- it was rebellion.

“ITS J! SHE'S GOT MY T-AGH!!” He was swiped in the face by claws, and J angerly growled. “You little fucking-”

The door was blasted open, V was there, missile launcher aimed at the door, teeth bared and a wild look in her eye.

V wasted no time in grabbing J by the throat and tossing her out onto the ice for all to see, she looked back at N.

“Are you okay?” She asked, watching as N used the busted console to pull himself up, his tail brushed the floor and he let out a grunt of overstimulation.

“I'm fine.” He growled. “Don't worry about me.” He gestured to J, who was almost stood up on the ice again, and V nodded, throwing herself into battle with duel swords.

“I was aways a better fighter then you.” J hissed, blocking a blow with swords of her own. And V hissed back. “I don't care!”

V kicked her former leader in the midsection, making her grunt in pain but not double over, V brought out a rifle instead.

J immediately took off into the air, dodging the stream of bullets that erupted out of the tip of V's gun, a wild smile on her face.

“Aww did I upset you too? Didn't like the way you were disciplined?” She jeered, and V seemed to get more angry at that.

“Shut the fuck up!” She screeched, unleashing her wings and claws and straight up tackling the cocky drone back into the ground.

“I didn't know you were doing that to N too!” She yelled, landing a decent shot that cracked Js visor before she was able to push V off and fly back into the air

She just shrugged. “The best discipline is consistent. It just worked on you better.”

V's yell of rage was loud, but not quite as loud as N's, who came streaking from above to kick J in the head so hard she broke through the ice, splintering it in several places and making the whole lake shake in a shockwave.

“You too…?” N asked gently as he landed, and V looked away, either ashamed or embarrassed. “I don't… wanna talk about it.”

N nodded softly, keeping it as a note for later.

J Clawed herself out of the icy pit, soaking wet and visor just now completely healing.

“Insubordination! I come back to see you and this is how you repay me! I-” Her gaze twists, Thad and Lizzy are creating a barrier around Uzi and Tera, but Uzi is trying to watch, to make sure N and V are okay, and J sees her, sees her and the little toddler in her arms who looks scared.

“Oh…”

“Ooooh…”

“Now I get it. You got attached…” Her grin turns feral, and N and V both realize where she's going a second too late, she's already off, throwing Thad and Lizzy to the ground and picking up Uzi by the front of her shirt. Uzi yelps and kicks, J looks her up and down, landing on her distended stomach, running a clawed hand down it gently.

“Awww… is this N or V's?” She purred, eyes then flicking to the toddler who started screaming in fear, clinging to her mother tightly “Or both?” She snickered.

“Let me go!” Uzi spat, growling as her tail comes out in an attempt to bite, but J just grabs it, her fingers are grating and it sends an unpleasant shiver up Uzi's spine.

“Oh. I plan to.” She tosses Uzi like garbage, and Uzi quite literally throws Lizzy Tera in hopes that she'll be spared from whatever J has planed for her, Lizzy catches her, thankfully, and Thad covers them both in a body block.

N moves first, pouncing on J but getting shoved roughly back into the ice, V goes for Uzi herself, trying to get her away from danger like her instincts were screaming at her to, but she gets her head kicked and her vision goes into exclusively thermal.

Uzi tries to scramble away, spines prickling out of her back as she tries to run, fight or flight kicking in and self preservation choosing for her.

She gets picked up again, this time by the tail, J ignoring the spines peircing into her fist and holding her up upside down- right above the hole in the ice.

Panic grips her and she squirms like a caught rabbit, trying to claw at her captor or kick or… something. J sneers.

“You two clearly can't be trusted… look at this!” Uzi feels herself be shaken like she's actual trash. “This is disgraceful!”

Then… she's dropped.

The ice comes to envelop her faster then she can react, she hears not only N and V, but her father scream her name. She's plunged into sub zero waters, the temperature taking her breath away as she sinks like a stone.

N stares blankly, every thought in his head instantly evaporating into nothing. Mouth hanging open in shock.

In another second, it feels like his core snaps in half, every single light on his body turns red, and a primal scream rips from his throat as he throws himself at J with all his might

She doesn't even have time to react before one of her wings is ripped off by his claws, maw clamping down on one of her arms ad that too is detached from her body. She screams in pain.

“What the- No! Get off me! Get off me!” She struggles to get away, she kicks N's midsection as hard as she can but he doesn't even react to it, he's drooling all over her, visor stained in a crimson X as his tail whips around to peirce her visor, dumping every drop of acid into it without control.

He grabs the base of her tail and pulls, and he doesn't stop until it snaps off in his hand, a feral, euphoric laugh erupting out of his throat as tears prick in her visor. She kicks and kicks but even as his side breaks open with the force of her blows, spilling out oil he doesn't even flinch.

It's only when she fires a missile point blank at his face that she's able to get him off, throwing him backwards, headless.

She looks between the group, V, fishing her hand inside the hole she dropped Uzi, a downed N, before hoisting herself up, flying away into the distance, though off balance due to a missing wing and visor leaking golden acid she can't contain.

It was cold… so cold…

It felt like ice was invading Uzi's core, bubbles left her mouth as her heavy, titanium body sunk deeper, any attempt to go up only forced her deeper.

Until something glowing yellow grabbed her wrist and hoisted her up, she gasped for air as she was suddenly able to breathe again, everything on her sopping wet. Her optics opened a crack, V's tail was what brought her up, and now she was being held as close to her as possible, the heat radiating off her and into her frigid body.

[CORE TEMPERATURE CRITICAL!] Was written on her visor, V tried to to think about that too hard as she cradled the small worker in her arms, core beating out of her chest.

N groaned, head regenerating, and he looked around confused for a moment, processors lagging behind until it all hit him at once, he rushed over to his mate, ignoring the intense pain in his side and his splitting headache.

“S-she freezing, her bodies in shock, N what… what do we do?” V looked up at him, something desperate, apologetic.

N grabs the cold body of his mate.

“Make sure the pod gets back home safe… I got this.”

Then he's off; grabbing Tera on the way as he flies as fast as he possibly can to the warmest place he can think of…

The Nest.

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dreamflayer · 8 months ago

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Uzi and N have suffered so much together bro, I may not be a psychiatrist but those two have suffered so much psychologically it would make sense that they would be each other’s comfort person and despite being drones there’s literally no way they’re not severely traumatized

I mean Uzi has been treated like a freak and has been ignored all her life and gets left for dead by her own father and literally watches a hologram of her dad get torn in half and eaten right in front of her, sees another hologram of her first and only genuine friend betray her, has an entire emotional breakdown over her body doing things that she has no control over like killing and cannibalizing her classmates, getting held hostage and getting tortured by one of her mother’s former friends watching a person she finally built a friendship with sacrifice herself after being told she trusts her and then learning her mother was responsible for everything horrifying in her life and to top it all off being controlled by the solver and being forced to watch herself hurt the only one she genuinely loves and cares about.

Then theres N, who lost his memory has also been treated horribly by the people he knew his whole life one of them he had a crush on, also being left for dead when he starts questioning who he is what he was made for while trying to be helpful, being pulled away from his first genuine friend because her classmates didn’t like her, getting memories back just to learn he had an unwilling hand in destroying humanity that was forced by his possessed sister that he genuinely cared about, him witnessing his first crush trying to kill him unwillingly, also learning that he might have to kill his first genuine love that he felt his feelings reciprocated in, getting trapped under rocks and sawing his fucking ARM OFF saying “I deserve this” getting his arm ripped off then dragged and tormented by his sister and a hologram of the person who sacrificed herself for him and his lover then being forced to fight said lover that they both unwillingly want to do but have no choice, being forced to kill the person that presumably was like a mother to him to protect his lover just to learn she died years ago and was killed by his sister again used her skin and voice to mask as her and then attack him and his lover and watching said lover sacrifice herself and being forced to not help just so he could he safe so not only does he believe his closest and longest friend and lover are dead but the one person he first met as his own person that he probably considered his mother and not just as a friend, he probably thinks he’s responsible for everything that’s happened.

Man these two are so tragic I hope when everything’s done they get closure and feel safe enough to live with the past behind them happily,

They remind me of Everlark (Katniss and Peeta) where they are surrounded in a world of fear and everything comes down to them while they’re literally just kids being forced to kill to survive

If they ever in a thousand years ever decide to have a family It would make total sense if they had to have a long long LONGGGG talk about having children, I would too, who would want to bring a child into a world of violence and fear?

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