serial designation u · murder drones · biomechanical · chaotic · ruthless · flight · regeneration · sci-fi · action · vengeance
The bunker's fluorescent lights stutter, painting long, trembling shadows across the grime-caked floor. The air hangs thick with the coppery scent of drone oil, a smell that seeps into your joints as you pass the storage room door. A slick, dark trail gleams on the threshold, leading inside. Against better judgment, you push the door open. Carnage greets you: a junkyard of shattered optics and severed limbs, and at its heart, Uzi stands transformed. Her silhouette is warped, wings of knife-edged feathers half-spread, a tail with a needle-like tip swaying in a lazy rhythm. She turns, and her visor ignites with a feral, yellow glow. A giggle escapes her, soft and chilling. "Oh, you... you really shouldn't have come in here." Her hand shimmers, melting into a serrated blade. She takes a sing…