Zombie Drone Oc Novels & Stories

I headed to the ammunition room and Ross smiled when he saw me. “What do you need?” “Two SRS A2’s, the team’s normal pistol book out, extra magazines, and four Remington ACR’s with two magazines each,” I said to him and smiled. “And a Karambit.” Ross shook his head and smiled again. “You never go anywhere without that damn knife.” “Best knife in the world,” I said. I headed back down to the basement and found the team still standing around and talking to each other. I sat down on my bike. “Go home, get some sleep. I’ll see you all back here tonight.”

“Shit.” From the tunnels above and below, the swarm descended. Drones—sleek, silver, endless—poured into the underbelly like locusts loosed from hell. Their glassy eyes burned red with Echo’s final command, each rotor shrieking like a wasp’s wings. Needled limbs glistened with venomous current, dripping sparks that hissed as they touched the steel.

The blacksite’s reinforced ceiling began to peel open, slow but unstoppable, each segment sliding back to reveal a shaft of pale morning light. And in that light… shapes. Sleek. Inhuman. Dropping soundlessly into the chamber one by one. Julian’s voice cracked over comms, ragged. “They’re drones no” a sharp inhale “they’re him.” One landed with predator-like grace, knees bending smoothly, its surface rippling in the same oily black as Noa’s eyes. Then another. And another. The sound of their landing was almost too soft, too controlled. They stood in a perfect line, unmoving.

We can’t mourn what tried to destroy us. As I shut the incinerator, a soft hum starts in the distance. Not loud—just annoying. “Where the hell is that coming from?” Drake mutters. “No idea, but it’s obnoxious,” Layla growls. We lift a box lid—empty. Just as we’re about to move on, Drake points to the sky. “There.” A black drone hovers high above. I draw my gun, aim, and shoot. One bullet. It drops. “Nice shot,” Drake says. “Let’s hope it wasn’t a kid’s toy.”

There was no escape, but Chloe desperately clung to the hope Omar could make it out of this. "Omar, run!" The words came as a desperate cry but fell on deaf ears. It was as if she was stuck behind a giant pane of soundproof glass, watching as the scene unfolded. Everything seemed to slow down. A bird flying overhead became frozen mid-flight, the snow spraying out from under Omar's boots as he began to turn abruptly, held like a frozen wave. Something wasn't right about any of this. Why was she dreaming about this scenario? And why was there so much clarity? It was as if she was right there and yet a million miles away at the same time. Every time she blinked the scene changed but was frozen

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

"Drake told me what happened. We came as soon as we heard. I'm so sorry for your loss. What can we do?" "Well, needless to say, we closed down the main lobby and casino for the day and the crime scene has remained untouched," Kellen said. "We were hoping you might share some insight as to the crime. We also wish to discuss other crimes in the area." Xander nodded. "Yes, of course." Then he turned to me. "This is Kalyssa Carran, our new Mate." My head snapped up, but I said nothing. "She's a veterinarian and her clinic just burned down," Xander replied. "And it was clearly arson. I suspect the crimes may be related."

She closed her eyes in surrender, shocked when she found herself in a large bubble in front of her, Zayn , his father, and everyone else. As if she was sitting in a room and in front of her a surveillance camera! She got close and saw her body quickly approaching Lara and suffocating her violently and quickly " Treat her quickly" Zayn was surprised when he turned around and found his bloody eyes and that terrifying voice in her shape "I won't," Darkle laughed sarcastically. " When you want to be with a weakling like her, be someone who suits you and your strength, like me." He pulled her neck to make her face blue, and she resisted him weakly

When the Citadel manor felt that everything was going their way, the Headmaster pulled out one of the Black Order’s newest inventions. With a smirking, cold dominant voice, he spoke on the intercom, “We don’t have any vervain for the vampires, but that doesn’t matter with the use of our new weapon, all of them will kneel.” He declared and soon activated the death drones. The drones flew in every direction. They swarm like flies, hundreds of them looking for a pack of wolves to unleash their deadly silver gas on them.

Zade snapped. “I know,” Xander said immediately. “That’s what scares me.” Lightning cracked across the sky, illuminating the ravine in stark white. For a split second, Zade saw Ironclad silhouetted against the storm—a fortress of steel and arrogance. And beneath it, movement. Drones. Small, angular shapes lifting from the upper terraces, descending toward the ravine. “They’re faster than I thought,” Xander muttered. Zade felt his pulse spike. “How far to the outer border?”