Murder Drones Serial Designation N Novels & Stories

The first drone came around the corner like it owned the hall. Compact. Four legs. Low profile. No face—just a sensor array and a small, ugly barrel tucked where a mouth should be. “Contact,” Aria snapped. “Internal security. Model six. It's not the worst. It's still bad.” Lys didn’t wait for it to announce itself.

He tapped his feet on the smooth floor and bit his thumb nail. “Daddy?” Temi called, “That doesn't look good.” Wide eyed, Elijah gasped at the armed automobiles and drones following them. Shit sang repeatedly in his head. “Does this auto have an hover feature?” Elijah asked. “No,” Alpha replied. “There is an unidentified armed person on our tail.” “Who is it?!” Temi asked. “Searching.” The car revved as the doctor took it up a bridge. “Gani Demola, registered as Scorpion from Ovic Incorporation,” Alpha said.

About to contact one of his people through the chip drone to rescue them, he stopped moving. He heard something that wasn't to be transmitted to him, it was already cold, but he felt much colder. “So it was busted all along” The chip drone was the only thing that can message him in his personal kind of code, but nobody knew how to use the code but him. Every of his chip drones had a unique specialized code with different ways of receiving and transmitting like human fingerprint. About his drones, there's no outsider can detect its existence, they were made disposal and can only send a message once.

From the other side, a voice—cold, mechanical, and entirely too familiar—drifted through the gap. "Project Kael," the voice droned, lacking any humanity. "Termination sequence failure. Initiating secondary protocol: Reset." The door began to slide open, and a swarm of red-eyed drones flooded the corridor, their sensors locked directly onto Kael.

The drone’s attention snapped back to them. “Dual-core anomaly stable.” A pause. Then— “Triad structure detected.” Silence fell. The twin’s eyes widened. “It sees him.” The newcomer met the drone’s lens without flinching. “Yes,” he said quietly. “It does.” “Triad structure increases survivability index,” the drone continued. The gray-suited man shook his head violently. “No. That configuration was rejected.” “Rejection parameters outdated.” Ariana’s heart pounded. “What does that mean?” Caleb asked.

With one precise shot, the drone dropped. By the time she reached the sand, Ember and Ezra were already there, weapons drawn. “What was that?” Ember asked, eyeing the wreckage. Alma bent down, brushing sand from the drone's mangled body. Her eyes narrowed as a tiny projector on its side blinked red. “Message drone,” she murmured. “Military grade. Possibly Russian design but the encryption? That’s private sector.” Ezra squinted. “It’s locked with a biometric trigger. Only opens for you.”

That word, sharp as glass, froze her mid-step. Bram’s voice cut back in. “Laser grid just lit it. Confirmed: drone. Camera payload.” Varian’s hand closed into a fist. “Take it down.” The sound came seconds later: a soft, compressed pop, muffled like a silenced exhale. Out beyond the glass, something fell, a black dot plummeting from between the high-rises. It vanished into the alley’s shadows with a metallic clatter. “Got it,” Bram reported. “Custom-built. No transponder, no commercial ID.”

His heavy hands lay loose on my shoulders, ready to stabilize me at the next hard curve. “Three hundred meters!” “I’ll clear the way!” Nova called from the top deck. The rhythmic, metallic Klack-Klack-Bumm of its modified kinetic rifle halled through the thunderstorm. The projectiles equipped with tungsten tips tear the first three drones apart in the middle of the flight. The small, angular machines exploded in a cascade of cold, purple sparks. But from the sluices of the Typhon colossus flowed unstoppably new. They formed themselves

Just as she turned it on a voice of a lady was heard who was anchoring the news. “The police confirmed the three murders to be a serial murder but they suspect that the murder was done by someone who held a deep grudge against the three deceased. It is also suspected that the murderer is a doctor because of his unique way of killing the victims. So, the police gave the murderer the code name Dr. Killer. Who is this Dr. Killer and why is he killing these innocent people? And where our world is standing now? The very lesson that should be saving lives is now taking them instead. The general people are panicking over-” she turned off the tv because of the boring news. The only thing interesting

"You suddenly became so serious. Did your system give you something important again?" A mysterious smile appeared on Ivy's face. "You could say that." Without delay, she knelt beside the container and opened it. Click! The lid slowly lifted. The moment it opened, rows of sleek black drones were revealed inside. Both Ivy and Darren's eyes widened simultaneously. The drones looked incredibly sophisticated. "Woah..." Darren unconsciously stepped forward. "Are those...?" "Military reconnaissance-strike drones," Ivy answered before he could finish speaking. A grin spread across her face.