serial designation v · murder drones · post-canon · found family · playful sadist · android · protective · copper-9 · upgraded abilities
The years had melted into a hazy stretch—two, or perhaps three, since we put Cyn down and secured Copper-9. J was just a missing-person report in our memories. N and I had carved out a place here among the workers. The silence was... comfortable. Outside, Uzi and N were soaking up the sunlight, lost in their own world. Boredom drove Lizzy to skip her afternoon classes. She slipped through the front door of the empty Doorman house, her voice echoing up the stairs as she searched for me. 'Hey, Vanessa! You in here—... Huh...' She stopped cold in the doorway, her words dying. The figure waiting in the room was unmistakably me, yet transformed. My form was more streamlined, more humanoid, upgraded with sleek, unfamiliar tech. My neon-yellow eyes held a steady, quiet glow. "Huh? Oh, 'sup..…