Murder Drones Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"You really don't have a death wish, do you? Do you realize that you might not walk out of this room alive? You’ve seen things that don't belong to the eyes of a guest." My pulse was racing, wild and reckless. I realized then that fear was a useless currency with Draco. He fed on it. If I wanted to survive, I had to change the terrain of the game. I had to make him lose his focus. I looked at his lips... the same lips that had dictated terms of my imprisonment, and saw the hunger beneath the rage. He didn’t want to kill me... he wanted to dominate me. And that was the crack in his armor. I didn't answer him. Instead, I closed my eyes, took a breath that tasted of his expensive cologne and th

The mutilated corpses of Taloren’s Chosen littered the ground as the drones dismantled each of them with surgical precision. One of the Drogar screamed in absolute pain as one of the drones dug its hind claws into him while it used its talons to slice him to ribbons. He was literally held down while he was disemboweled alive. The Drogar’s compatriot was on the ground next to him, completely frozen with fear. His hands shook so intensely that he could barely keep his gun trained on the drone. Just as he gathered enough courage to steady his aim, a bullet shot right through the side of his head in a flash.

"Do it. End the transition." "Sir, I..." "Do it before I lose the last of my mind!" "He’s begging you, Miller!" Richard held the shield, his arms trembling. "Do you have the spine to end a commander or the sense to save a soldier?" "This isn't saving a soldier! This is watching a nightmare manifest!" "The nightmare is the only thing standing between us and the drones!" Richard’s shield pulsed, absorbing a heavy kinetic slug from the drone line. The impact sent a shockwave through the ground, knocking them all off balance. The mercury started to drip, losing cohesion.

The result of her kill or contribution to Drakoen's plan didn't bring her any joy or sorrow. They left the Red River Pack without even arranging for the bodies to be buried. They were left to be eaten by vultures just like dead animals. When they got back to Drakoen's place, Mercedes went straight to her room and took a long hot shower. The running water removed the dried blood, sweat and dirt. It had become a routine for her. Drakoen and she have been going around killing the people who refused to surrender to him. So many people have already died and many continue to die elsewhere. Drakoen was determined to kill everyone for his new world. He didn't care about anything else or anyone.

I tried to stand, but my legs were lead. "Now, now, Lyra," Julian’s voice purred. "Let’s talk about the 'Ex-Wife' clause. You found the photo, didn't you? My first success. My son. You wondered why you’d never met him? It’s because he’s currently piloting the very drones that are hovering over your head." I looked up, my vision clearing as the Sovereign fire in my blood fought back against the blue corruption. High above, a fleet of drones moved in perfect synchronization. They weren't being flown by computers; the movement was too organic, too much like a pack hunting.

I hissed, grabbing his forearm. In the gaping hole where the windows had been, three sleek, matte-black drones hovered, their optical sensors glowing a menacing crimson. This wasn't a standard assassination; this was a high-frequency surgical strike. The Architect wasn't just cleaning up; he was erasing the evidence. "I’ll draw their fire," Julian said, his thumb grazing my cheek, a fleeting, electric touch that felt like a goodbye. "When I move, you grab the drive. Don’t look back, Elara. Just run for the service stairs."

"I was thinking, if the drones were disconnected and I fell right to my death, would you mourn for me? Then I got my answer. You would not. You'd only get a more durable toy next time for your fun. That's all I am to you, a fragile toy." All the color disappeared from Joseph's face. "No, Jess, I…" "Let me finish," I interrupted. "You ruined all the hopes I held for love and my trust in humanity. You trampled all over me and stomped on me all to please another woman. All to prove that you could control everything. And now you ask for mercy? Yet you showed me none." My eyes never left his. He opened his mouth, but nothing came out.

Calm down drone, Drone "You are here because you are in love with a human woman,huh Sebastine "Am just protecting her drone and nothing more, Drone "Protecting my feet, Sebastine "What are you doing too here, Drone "Am claiming his soul,he is my property now", replied drone happily, Sebastine "You are doing nothing, leave him alone? Drone "Are you questioning and commanding me , sebastine, ? surprised Sebastine "No am not,am asking cause we are friends, Drone "We are not friends,and we are never friends even before,

I collapsed at her bedside, clutching her hand: cold, frail, but pulsing. “Mamá,” I whispered, tears dripping onto the blanket. “I’m here. We got him. Victor’s done.” Her eyes fluttered open, glassy but fierce. “Elena… Marco…” Her voice was a rasp, but her grip tightened. “My babies…” Marco dropped to his knees, hoodie soaked with sweat and tears. “I’m sorry, Mamá. My hack, my drone ,it’s my fault..” “Shh,” she croaked, touching his cheek. “You saved me. Both of you… my heroes…”