Novel & Cerita Murder Drones Stories

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

Damien Rourke’s face appeared—recorded, but recent. “If you’re seeing this, congratulations. You’ve found my legacy,” he said. “But you’re too late. These drones are linked to independent AI nuclei. No command center. No kill switch. Each unit can make decisions, assess targets, and rewrite its mission on the fly.” He smiled cruelly. “This isn’t about power anymore. It’s about inevitability. You killed the Accord. But you can’t kill what comes after.” The screen faded. Natalie stared at the drones. “How long until deployment?”

For a heartbeat, the world stood still. Whether it was instinct or something deeper, Tunde nudged the shard behind a nearby crate of mining gear with the tip of his boot. He barely dared to breathe as the drones hovered closer, scanning the body, their sensors humming softly. They were looking for two things: confirmation of the kill… and the missing adrium. One of the drones descended with a mechanical hiss, red lights sweeping over the lifeless body. Another hovered in place, scanning the surrounding area. Tunde didn’t move. His fingers twitched slightly at his sides, the only betrayal of the storm building within him.

he muffles and another gasps escapes from their mouths followed by low sobs. "No, my... brother...can't be dead" Julia sobs. "Tell us this is some prank and...." "My son isn't dead. He's alright and he'll come walking through that door very soon, you'll see" Kylie's mom cut Kylie mid-sentence. It was too painful to believe her son was dead. "Drake was murdered last night at Anna's apartment and Anna has gone missing and....." Jay's words went hanging as he saw Drake's mom collapsed on the chair. "Mom, mom" Kylie and Julia cries in panic shaking their mom's unconscious body. Jay stood up and picked up her hand.

I needed to slow this down because mother hood was something I wanted to wait for. "We got mated so quickly, and I'm still trying to figure out my abilities and-" I was interrupted by a knock at the door. It was Iris and he looked panicked. "What the hell Iris?! Someone better be fucking dying!" Holden yelled and slammed his hand hard on his desk causing me to jump. "Alpha, we have a problem. There has been drones sighted 30 clicks west of the house." Iris said. Drones? Should I tell him about the one by the lake today? Did it even matter if I said anything?

The ones who buried me. Slipping into boys' shorts, I washed my feet under the running water, gathered the clothes I had on, throwing them in a nearby dumpster I saw. The city was emptied, I expected it to be crawling with people but how could it when they were afraid. The only thing disturbing the streets was the two circulating drones, roaming the night skies with searchlights, what are they looking for. Bracing my back against the wall, I looked around the corner, I needed help, yes, but I have a gut feeling that I don't want it from those guys, considering the stories Maurice told me about W.I.K.D. Veering paths to leave, my face and a gun muzzle were a few meters away and standing behin

My mother, Samantha, believed I was born a liar. Because she was deceived by my father's sweet words in her youth and abandoned after giving birth to me and my sister, Mia, she harbored a deep, bitter hatred for lies. She begged a witch for two magic rings. The rule was simple: if the wearer lied, the ring would glow red and burn them with magic. Mia's ring never hurt her, even when she broke a vase and blamed it on me. But if I simply said, "I'm thirsty," my ring would sear my flesh until I screamed. At first, I tried to defend myself, but Mom would just say, "The ring doesn't lie. Only through repeated punishment can your wicked soul be cleansed." After thousands of burns, even I started t

" Fenris stated. He was watching the expressions go across his nephew's face. It still appeared that he had doubts even with everything he had told him. He knew he had to make him see what was going on. "Do you know what a drone is?" Fenris asked. Andre shook his head "no." Fenris began to explain. "A drone is a remotely controlled flying machine that they use for many things. In this case they used it as a weapon." He said. He leaned back in the chair and remembered back to the day that the horrible incident happened. "The humans had constructed thousands of these drones, lined with silver. They had explosives and bullets in them." Fenris said. "There was a village near Canada that werewolv

“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.

If he was an Auditor. The reaction was violent. The "Void-Lead" acted like a magnet for siphoned energy. Kojo’s skin didn't tear; it unzipped. A flood of silver mercury leaked from his eyes as the "Human-Casing" failed. He wasn't a man; he was a "Siphon-Drone," a living bug planted by the Council to map our new defenses. The drone let out a high-pitched scream before imploding into a pile of non-resonant salt.