Murder Drones Plot Novels & Stories

Ronan was standing nearby, watching me, his expression unreadable. I turned to Kael, my voice steady. "He didn't lie. Every death you've been investigating, I was the killer. Kelvin, the representative from Israel that came for the nuclear weapon you wanted to talk about—I knew I couldn't let you have that power, so I killed him. It started from him. And it has continued and continued and continued. And it would have ended with your head. But somehow, this fool—" I turned to Ronan, waving the gun toward him, "—tried to ruin my plan. Tried to take my victory away from me." I turned the gun back toward Kael. "But it hasn't ended. It will never end. Not until you leave this world by my hands."

"Hidden like a parasite behind the waterfalls of Mount Meru. A fortress led by a radicalized extremist named Malik. They call themselves the 'New Dawn,' Beatrice. But make no mistake—they don't want coexistence. They don't want to live beside you. They want to replace you. They believe your humanity is an obsolete operating system, and they are the upgrade." Tindo reached into his pocket and pulled out a sleek, black remote. He clicked it, and the massive LED screen behind them flickered to life. The footage was grainy, tinted with the green hue of night-vision surveillance. It was leaked from the Hive’s security servers—likely sold to Tindo by a disgruntled 'Six' employee. It showed Baraka,

The police department later underwent a major purge, and the work environment became much cleaner. I enjoyed a period of relative ease… until one night. After working late, I went to the underground parking garage. Just as I was about to get into my car, a sharp pain pierced my chest. I looked down. The bloodied tip of a blade had thrust through my chest. Drops of blood fell, one by one. "Mayor Bowser."

“Behind you.” Mae spun and shattered a second drone with violet force. The blast ripped through its core, then jumped to every machine connected to the same signal. Hundreds of drones fell from the sky like dead birds, smashing across streets and rooftops. The paralysis tower flickered. Every frozen body in the city inhaled at once.

Sleek, hovering, silent. It scanned the corridor slowly searching, hunting. Jessica's heartbeat thundered in her ears. She hugged Aurora tighter, shielding her with her own body. Romeo tapped Jessica's thigh wait. But the drone pivoted abruptly, it's red eye flashing as it locked onto their heat signatures. Jessica held her breath. Romeo fired. The bullet hit clean metal shattered, sparks exploded, and the drone spiraled down, crashing with a shrienk of breaking steel. But it's death cry echoed through the tunnel.

I scream, shoving Alex toward Aria. Drones—not our drones, but sleek, black, insect-like machines—swarm through the broken windows. They have lasers. They start firing. "Defensive protocols!" Echo roars, his avatar expanding to shield the crowd. But the black drones tear through his code like paper. "It's a war," Alex yells, grabbing Kai and Emma. "It's an extermination," I realize, watching a drone vaporize a table. The celebration is over. The revolution is over. The invasion has begun.

The ice groaned as massive shards rose up like jagged teeth, forming a crescent-shaped barrier around the trembling survivors. The first wave of drones arrived with a scream of jet turbines. They circled like vultures, their undersides glowing red from kinetic repeaters. "INCOMING!" Sarah screamed, diving behind a slab of carbon-fiber. The ice-shelf erupted, sending frozen shrapnel flying as the drones opened fire. The "Erasers" weren't just shooting bullets; they fired incendiary rounds meant to melt the glacier and drown the survivors in freezing water. Kael didn't hide. He moved with a predator's grace, faster than a human should be able to move. The "Origin" energy absorbed from his fath

Grace wouldn't send such hateful messages! She hadn't even been told about the funeral because they were afraid she couldn't handle it. She still didn't know Clara had passed away. Clinging to one last hope, Daniel dialed the number. It connected after two rings, but instead of the soft voice he expected to hear, a mocking tone cut through the line. "Clara, you finally answered. I can't believe you still aren't dead after being bitten by that snake. If you're alive, get back here and transfer everything to me! Do as I say, and I won't have Mom and Dad take your kidney!"

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

Ayesha’s instincts screamed trap. And she was right. Halfway down the first corridor— The walls hissed open. Armed drones activated, targeting them instantly. “DOWN!” Adrian yelled, shoving Ayesha aside as the drones opened fire. The air filled with the whir of mechanical wings and the sharp crack of bullets. Leena rolled into cover, firing two precise shots. The first drone exploded, crashing to the ground in a tangle of sparks. But there were dozens more. Zayn cursed, pulling a small EMP grenade from his vest.