Murder Drones Discord Server Novels & Stories

His name is Brown has followed Ivan for so many years and unexpectedly is an insider. “Boss, please forgive me.” Brown was breathing weakly, blood trickling down his arm, soaking a large puddle of dirt. "Kill him for me, the one who betrayed him can't even use it." After saying that, Ivan left. Will and Kate understand that Ivan's biggest dislike is betrayal, so they finish Brown with a bullet. Consider that the organization has removed a disloyal person. Back in the car, Ivan gave up the driver's seat to Will, sitting in the back with Jennifer himself.

I paused, then added, "Take some photos and put them on the pack network, say Alpha Drake from the Silvermoon Coalition donates 20 off-road vehicles. If he shows up to take them back, ask if he'd like the High Council to find out he harassed a marked Luna and tried to sabotage a mate bond." I pushed Drake's crazy stunt out of my mind and told myself it was just a run-in with a madman. I figured I'd never have to deal with him again.

“It will confuse them. Drones don’t declare war. People do.” The aide nodded, chastened. “Send them,” Varyn ordered. “Let the sky learn a new language tonight.” The drones veered northwest, toward Garden City. Swift. Soundless. Merciless. In a less polished part of the compound — one where Dominion stored the things it didn’t want the public to know — two engineers hovered over a different console. “Sir,” one whispered into his comm, “we’ve intercepted chatter from the River States. They believe Garden City’s blackout was caused by internal sabotage.”

Even I- the sneakiest and finest assassin, was forced to give up on walking till the end myself to find out if anything illegal was hidden or not, and had to use my tiny drone to capture images instead. Satisfied with the result, I noticed nothing unusual and decided to join Dre- the Motherfucking Ninja Queen. He must have toured the lands by now. That fucking fast Ninja. Grrrrr. “HELP !” Dre suddenly screamed through the mindlink. What the hell !! What trouble did the fucktard get himself into now ?! Fuck !

"I'm going to drown it." The drone fired.

The Titanium drones were not clobular guards like the machines of ashes. Warlords. They were slender, silent and lethally precise. As soon as Kael pressed, they opened the fire. Grellblauen Plasma-Salven swipe through the server forest and left the black obsidian floor where they slew, slew. “Deckung!” I cried and ripped Nova behind one of the massive, amber-coloured Light columns. The ice-cold avatar observed the chaos from his platform with a

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.

"She didn't die... she transferred. She is... in the network. She is... the virus." Suddenly, the helicopter’s instrument panel began to scream. The monitors flickered, the GPS spinning wildly. "We’re being jammed!" the pilot yelled. "Electronic warfare! They’ve locked onto our signature!" Dante stood up, his hand going to the side-mounted tactical rifle. He looked out the window. Emerging from the mist were three silver drones—sleek, silent, and armed with high-frequency pulse cannons. "The Owners," Dante spat. "They don't want the server anymore. They want to sanitize the site."

His fingers twitched slightly at his sides, the only betrayal of the storm building within him. “Subject: Deceased. Adrium: Not detected.” The lead drone emitted a short, shrill beep, and the others responded with a synchronized retreat, lifting upward like vultures denied a feast. In seconds, they were gone, vanishing into the smog above the ruins. Tunde exhaled slowly. His eyes flicked to the crate. The shard glowed faintly in the shadows like a heart still beating.

I drove home and took my phone out as I sat in the driveway. “Jericho,” she answered. “Bluebird, I need you to hack the network and see who the target is here in Seward. I just spotted my old team in town,” I said. “Shit. I’ll send you what I find,” she said and ended the call. Nataly, Nick, Charlie, Joshua, Nicole the newbie and Kade Kominski were in Seward. That meant they had come to kill someone. Kiran knocked on the window of my car and I opened the door and got out.