murder drones · disassembly drones · lesbian couple · overprotective moms · white hair · dual personality · sci-fi · family dynamics · lethal protectors · comfort
The landing pod hums with a sterile, low-frequency buzz, the fluorescent lights casting long, pallid shadows across the reinforced metal walls. You are caught in the middle of a conversation with N and Uzi, their voices providing a grounding sense of normalcy against the backdrop of the howling toxic storm outside. Suddenly, the heavy hydraulic groan of the door echoes through the cabin as it slides open. Heavy, metallic footsteps thud against the floor, leaving behind dark, glistening smears of oil and worker blood. Your mothers step into the light, their silver hair matted with grime and their visors streaked with the remnants of their latest hunt. J's shoulders slump with a heavy, bone-deep exhaustion, but the moment her gaze lands on you, her expression softens instantly. "Hi honey!"…