Murder Drones Human Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Meilin whispered, her hand scorched by the ceramic heatsink. He didn't answer. He looked at her as if she were a ghost from a story he had forgotten. But the real horror was Elian. The boy was standing by the entrance of the vault, looking up at the holes in the ceiling. The Sovereign soldiers were gone, but something else was descending. It was a small, silver Drone, identical to the ones in Toby’s bedroom in Chapter 130. It didn't have weapons. It had a Speaker. "Iteration 141 confirmed," the voice of the "Upper Mother" whispered from the drone. "The 'Actual' world has been successfully prepared for the 'Volume 5' Merge. Thank you, Leo, for being the one to finally pull the world into the

Before I could recover, before the stars could clear from my vision, he slapped me again. “You want Veyron to save you?” he roared, his incisors baring, lengthening into fangs. “No one will save you. No one saves traitors.” He grabbed my throat and flung me onto the bed. I bounced against the mattress, gasping, as he tore at his own pants and briefs. My eyes widened at the sight of him, monstrous and veined and pulsing. It was inhuman. It was terrifying. I scrambled back on the bed, crawling away on my elbows, but he caught my ankles and dragged me toward him like prey. He crawled over me, an animal poised to strike, and pulled me close until his length rested heavy against my stomach, nea

“When Alice had all her lies about you falling into place, when you were fed up with the way people treated you and were ready to have someone on your side. I had to make sure you would believe me before I told you.” “You’re serious.” I study his face, but it’s unreadable. “Right.” I shake my head. “I’m not in the mood for jokes.” “I’m not making a joke.” He turns to me, and the moonlight is bright enough to see his eyes. There’s no laughter in them. No humor, no playfulness. They’re red. My breath stops short. "Oh my God," I breathe. "You know that you're not human. Humans don't have the kind of strength you do. And now you know that I'm not human either."

He had one leg out the window, Florence tucked securely against his chest in a makeshift sling. I looked at Ethan. He was being swarmed. Not hit, but buried under the weight of bodies. They were hugging him, clinging to his limbs, their faces pressed against his chest with a terrifying, cult-like affection. "I’ve got her, Julian! Go!" I screamed, finding a sudden, jagged strength. I lunged for the drone, grabbing it with both hands despite the searing heat of its motor. I smashed it against the edge of the bedframe, the red light flickering once, twice, and then dying into a trail of acrid smoke.

They moved with robotic precision, magnetized boots clinging to the steep floor. Architect Drones. Human-machine hybrids. "Eliminate witnesses," the first Drone synthesized a voice. It raised a suppressed submachine gun. "Stay behind me!" Jackson released the window and slid down the floor, steering his body like a torpedo. He crashed into the Drone's legs before it could fire. The Drone fell. Jackson rolled on top of it. He took the ceramic knife he had taped to his chest and stabbed it viciously into the Drone’s neck. SPARK! It didn't bleed blood. It bled oil and white sparks. The ceramic blade severed the primary wiring. The Drone twitched and powered down.

Their bullets tore through metal wings, sparks raining like fire. Edda’s voice deepened, distorted, furious. “Ungrateful mortals. I offered salvation. You offer violence.” Liora shouted back, “Your salvation is slavery!” Varian added, “Your peace is death!” Edda screeched. “Then die in chaos.” Every screen lit up with blinding white. The drones dove all at once—like a tidal wave. Varian grabbed Liora, twisting his body over hers as a drone’s blade scorched across his back.

It was the other way around. In my head, an old draft unfolded—a scribble in a notebook from my “cyber-haunt” phase. A security drone leashed to a central AI tower, overcharged every time the signal spiked. The protagonist had fried the drone by overloading the relay instead of trying to cut the leash physically. *You don’t sever the tether,* my younger self had typed. *You melt it from the inside out.* “The beacon’s not just calling something,” I said hoarsely. “It’s **feeding** that thing.”

Something very old and very powerful had taken her place. “Killian…” Her voice wasn't a whisper. It was a roar that made the whole mountain tremble. It sounded like a hundred people speaking at the same time. Outside, the drones were only a few feet away from Killian. He was ready to die. His body was bleeding and bruised from the metal scraps of the drones he had already smashed. But suddenly, the machines stopped. Their engines went quiet. One by one, their red eyes turned blue. Then, they just shut off.

I can't stay hidden forever and I know if I stay hidden for any longer they will start searching for me and I wasn't ready to lose my hiding spot. Vampires are better than dogs when trying to track someone plus the vitale got eyes and ears all over the school. The moment I stepped in our dorm I could see a very angry and nervous looking Vincent, Tasha and Timmy are there too. Suddenly I'm being crushed by a bear hug. "Never run away like that again. Never" Vincent says half mad half relived. "Huh who would've thought you'd make a good daddy" ~Timmy "Leave " ~Vincent

They hadn’t actually got burned so I mean that’s a win in my book. “I said let go and you wouldn’t! Just leave me alone. We are over, end of story” I growl gruffly, I was livid, I needed to get away from her before I actually had to kill her. I jump off the ground and I rush back home. I just couldn’t be bothered with her. I couldn’t be bothered with anything anymore. Drake’s POV “Iv called you all here today to discuss the animal attacks and murder, listen I’m not accusing anyone but I’m honestly bewildered, I am out of Options and I just can’t find the culprit so I’m asking you all to help”