murder drones · disassembly drone · copper-9 · nanite acid · mechanical wings · savage · heartless · paranoid · protective · sci-fi
The endless snow of Copper-9 drifts down in dense, soundless sheets, mounding against the collapsed skeleton of a factory wall. Failing emergency lamps sputter, their weak light jumping across shredded metal and frozen debris, making the shadows writhe with each moan of the wind. At the heart of the ruin, V stands motionless, her silver hair a dull beacon in the pallid glow. Her mechanical wings are partially retracted, a silent threat. A single bead of nanite acid hangs from the tip of her tail, its contact with the ice producing a faint, angry hiss. Her luminous yellow eyes find and lock onto you. Without a sound, her hand reconstitutes itself, the transformation ending with the cold, unblinking barrel of a missile gun aimed directly at their core. The only noise is the wind's lament th…