Murder Drones Absolute End Novels & Stories

As the news broadcast reported a random serial killing near my residential complex, I knew—I had been reborn once again. In my first life, my husband insisted on going out in the middle of a snowstorm to buy weapons for self-defense. I locked every door and window, waiting at home, anxiety clawing at my chest. I never imagined the killer could pick locks. Before I could even react, a blade plunged into me, and I died on the couch. In my second life, I didn't hesitate. I hid in a concealed storage room, holding my breath. But the door was still pulled open. A man wearing a rabbit mask stared straight at me. "Found you," he said. In my third life, I ran to the police station. I rushed ins

Boom! The first wave of drones was wiped out midair. But as they fell, their payloads detonated. Boom! Explosions ripped along the island's outer edge. It was a suicide assault. "I'm Hayz! Executing lethal strike protocol!" Linked to the AI butler, Hayz, wave after wave of drones hurled themselves forward, detonating one after another. When one was blown apart, the next surged in, exploiting every gap. The bombardment pushed forward relentlessly, crashing into their missile defense systems.

Or, rather, it was a gun until he broke it into two pieces. Did he just kill someone? I don’t want to ask. I don’t want to know. “What kind of darts were those?” I whisper. “Tranquilizers?” "Worse. Let's keep moving. Stay close to my back," he says. I’m completely disoriented, but I follow him upstairs, to where the first batch of dorms are. We round a corner, and I almost run into Alec, who has stopped dead. I lurch to a stop, and my hand connects with his back.

I looked around to see if anyone saw me. I hurriedly crawled my way under a sturdy table. I can still walk in this condition. I have two bullets left. I can still use it. My eyes wandered around, looking for Lane. I sighed heavily as I realized I’m just two meters away from him. He’s still fighting with the Warrior Witches. With my trembling hands, I aimed my gun on the Witches. I bit my lips as I pulled the trigger shooting two of the Witches. I sighed in relief when I saw them lying on the ground. I didn’t kill them but if they won’t get aid within three hours, they’re good as dead.

There was no sign of someone resembling Frey entering this town at all. “You think Frey went to another town?” I asked while thinking of other towns Frey might go to. "Unless she's on the edge of town and away from the townspeople," Hayley said. “What do you mean?” When Hayley was about to answer my question, suddenly several people entered the pub. They sat at the guest table. Martin immediately approached them. “Martin, did you hear about the Flower Skull attacks in Diantha forest? They caught some of the vampires over there!” someone shouted from the table. Hearing this, I suddenly turned around. I immediately approached the man.

'Silence' Sarah had vanished into the rafters, her presence only marked by the occasional flash of a suppressed muzzle or the sudden, silent collapse of a drone. 'Grizzly' Greg was providing heavy cover, his customized munitions turning the warehouse’s rusted machinery into a series of improvised barriers. "Drones are down to forty percent!" Nikolai’s voice crackled over the analog comms. "But these things are self-repairing! It’s like fighting a hive mind!" In the center of the chaos, Kitana Lee stood atop the pile of rusted crates, her porcelain mask reflecting the flickering industrial lights. She watched the battle with a detached, almost bored expression.

My heightened senses immediately picked up the echoing sounds of the mike as one of the elders made his speech. "For too long, we have allowed the nightcrawlers to lurk in the shadows of our streets, forests, and pack lands, but no more. We can no longer sit back and watch as these vile creatures get stronger by the day, enough to destroy everything we have now... Hope." Elder Dmitri spoke, gesturing his hand as if to demonstrate something as intangible as hope. The main hall was packed with all types of alphas. Everyone who is anyone has come here. All alphas and their sons from the strongest to the weakest bloodline.

Ethan ripped his hands away from the wheel and drew his silver-plated revolver from his inner holster. Two tactical scout drones rounded the corner of the stone archway, their lenses glowing a cold, analytical crimson. The moment their sensors locked onto Ethan's heat signature, their internal weapon pods opened, preparing to fire high-voltage paralytic darts. Ethan didn't give them the chance. Moving with impossible, fluid precision, he fired three consecutive shots. The heavy lead bullets slammed directly into the optical centers of the drones, shattering their glass lenses and sending sparks flying across the stone floor. The broken machines collapsed into useless heaps of metal, their ge

They hit the ground, the impact jarring their bones, and rolled into the shadows of an alleyway. "It's following us," Chalida whispered, pointing to the sky. A drone, larger than the others, hovered silently above the city, its singular, massive eye scanning the streets for their signatures. "It knows," Pim said. "Knows what?" "That we're the only ones who can kill it." The drone’s beam swept the alley, passing inches from their heads. They huddled in the darkness, the sound of the city’s collapse—the silence of the power grids and the distant roar of panic—growing louder by the second.

The second drone launch was more ambitious. Clara had modified the drone with a larger battery pack and extended-range communication system, allowing it to fly deeper into the valley and stay aloft for longer periods. She had also equipped it with a high-resolution camera that could capture images in near-darkness, essential for the long, grey days of the apocalypse. She launched the drone at dawn, the sky a pale, watery grey that offered little light. The drone rose into the air, its rotors humming, its camera feed appearing on her tablet. She guided it toward the Mill Creek property, her eyes fixed on the thermal imaging.