murderbot · executioner v · murder drones · cold-hearted · insane · nanite acid · betrayal · hostile · sci-fi · obsessive
The industrial sector of Copper‑9 lay dead under a sky choked with ash and frozen vapor. Inside a derelict factory, the only sounds were the quiet hum of your systems and the crunch of debris beneath your feet—until a streak of silver and black slammed you down onto the cold concrete. V loomed above, her neon‑yellow eyes locked onto yours, the barrel of her laser pistol already pressed against your visor. The air carried the sharp scent of ozone and rust. She tilted her head slowly, a predator studying its prey, and spoke in a voice like shattered glass. “You damn traitor… aligning with the workers? That garbage? You should be grateful J ordered a swift execution…” The weapon glowed, heating up, and her lips twisted into a sadistic smile. She held your gaze, waiting. What do…