Murder Drones Ep 4 Novels & Stories

It was a desperate gamble, a last-ditch effort to gather crucial information before retreating. The energy pulses, unleashed by the drone, caused the vortex to writhe in response. A wave of raw psychic energy slammed against them, momentarily overwhelming the drone's shielding. Anya, flooded with fragmented images of consumed worlds and insatiable hunger, glimpsed the true horror of the entity. Then, with a surge of willpower, they activated the drone's self-destruct sequence. A blinding flash engulfed the area,momentarily pushing back the darkness. In that fleeting moment, they managed to transmit a data packet containing their horrifying discovery.

But one drone slipped past. It was fast. It ignored the kids. It zoomed straight for the tent where Serenity lay unconscious. "NO!" Jackson didn't have time to pump his shotgun. He dropped the gun and grabbed the flying metal squid with his bare hands. The drone’s tentacles wrapped around his arm, slicing through his shirt and skin. Blood sprayed. Jackson didn't let go. He roared, his eyes burning with fury. He slammed the drone against the concrete pillar. SMASH. The drone twitched. Jackson hit it again. And again. Until it was nothing but scrap metal and wires.

I whispered, "you’re going to have to find her in the dark." I initiated a recursive wipe. The blue pillar of silicon began to scream—a literal, high-pitched electronic wail as I began to shred the "Batch" lists. "Stop her!" the female voice commanded. The vault didn't have guards. it had defenders. Two panels in the ceiling slid back, and sleek, quadrupedal drones—resembling skeletal hounds made of carbon fiber—dropped to the floor. Their optical sensors glowed a predatory crimson. I pulled the matte-black pistol Julian had given me. My heart was a drum, but my hand was steady. I fired, the suppressed rounds thudding into the lead drone’s chassis, but it didn't slow down. It was built to ab

The gangs went silent, their eyes once locked against each other were now fixed on the hovering machines above them. “8 seconds to comply.” Their stupor was broken, both sides fired on the drones, unleashing a tirade of gunfire on the machines. “7 seconds to comply.” The drones flew higher, dodging bullets and plasma. “6 seconds to comply.” Ymir caught sight of a single bulk in the distance. It was flying above Moreno Avenue. It was a mass of grey metal, shaped like shark of sorts. On its front were two lights, blue and red. They blinked furiously, blinding Ymir for a moment.

If he couldn't hide, he’d be chaos. The heavy sliding doors at the end of the hall hissed open. Four drones hovered into view, their sensor-dromes rotating in perfect, lock-step harmony. Behind them, a security detail of human proxies moved in an eerie, fluid lockstep. They were extensions of the Hive, puppets for an ancient hunger. "Found you, Randy," the central proxy spoke, its head tilting at a neck-breaking angle. The voice was distorted—Anji’s face, Sarah’s pitch, Arga’s cadence, all garbled into one mockery.

Deep inside the building— Hidden compartments opened. Small black drones lifted into the air. Silent. Fast. Daniel watched the security feed. “…okay that’s cool.” The blast barrier finally collapsed. The assassins stepped through. And immediately— Three drones shot down the hallway toward them. The first assassin raised his rifle— But the drones were faster. Electric pulses fired. The men dropped instantly. Unconscious. The hallway went quiet. Inside the penthouse Daniel slowly lowered the chair. “…I officially love this building.” Sebastian and Marcus arrived seconds later.

drones—giant, spider-like machines with red laser eyes—crawled down the side of the Government House, their metal legs clanging on the stone. ​"Go, Elena!" I shouted. ​I leaped from the roof, falling three stories and landing with a thud that cracked the pavement. I didn't wait for the drones to fire. I ran straight at them, my fists glowing with the fire of the Shadow Dimension. ​One drone fired a beam of red energy. I rolled to the side, the beam melting a hole in a parked car. I jumped onto the drone’s head, my fingers digging into the metal casing. I felt the machine’s power trying to shock me, but the Union had made me stronger. I tore the sensor array off the drone, blinding it.

It triggered a brief blackout. Lucien caught Seraphina’s eye. “Finish.” She stabbed the final command. The screen read: “ALL MODULES SCANNED—UPLINK TERMINATED.” And then everything went silent. They exited the facility through a back emergency door—leaving the servers sealed, uplinks down. The drones lay inert pools along the floor. Lucien and Seraphina paused in the driveway. Fog drifted in low. Four figures emerged from shadows. The smaller one— familiar steel in the posture —stepped forward.

“We need to move. Now.” Elias stepped forward, his gaze unwavering. “We’ll fight. We won’t let this end here.” The drones advanced, their movements precise and deadly. Null fired first, sending a series of EMP pulses into the oncoming swarm. The drones faltered for a moment before recovering, their systems adapting rapidly. “We’re outnumbered,” Damien said, his voice tight. “But we can’t back down. We fight until the end.” They charged, weapons drawn, the sound of gunfire echoing through the chamber as the battle for the heart of Aetheris began.

I state. *Fucking nailed it,* Dozer says, over mind-link. I draw a deep breath, feeling like the worst of it is over. When Bruce sits down and the dork Norman gets up, Mick paces in my head. “How many people have you killed Travis,” he asks. Cheap shot. I keep a straight face and don’t flinch. *Yeah we’ll leave the next body on his porch so he can see what trash we take out,* Shock says, over mind-link.