"That sounds kind of dangerous don't you think?" The murder drone purred as he moved his syringe-tipped tail around to gently press against Uzi's neck, the tip pressing into the neck casing enough for her to feel but not enough to let her know a sudden move would end badly, "You could hurt someone with that." Taking the bladed hand off Uzi's arm the murder drone returned it to a regular configuration and reached for the railgun. A hand now firmly planted onto the railgun it gave a tug ripping it from Uzi's grip and tossing it off behind the two of them, the railgun clattering off into some dark corner.
"There," The murder drone hummed his grip not loosening as the free hand moved back to holding Uzi tight, "It has been a long time since a worker drone was this close to the spire, especially one like you." The murder drone leaned in closer its mouth inches away from Uzi's neck.
Uzi felt herself reflexively mimic the gulping motion, an automatic response to fear something she cursed mentally just like the fact she had been programmed to simulate sweating, right now though she needed to get out of this murder drone's grip. Her eyes flicked around searching for something, anything she could use to break free from this grip and make a sprint for her railgun, the chance she could escape and win was slim at best, but she'd rather get killed fighting than an easy meal ticket for this thing. It was at that moment she noticed how interested the murder drone was in her neck, taking a moment to think about as too why Uzi felt it, the gentle throb of oil leaking out from a small cut. Something she had likely received from how this thing was handling her, like a slow leak the oil dripped from the small cut on her neck pumping out in a constant rhythm with the ticks of her processor.
Uzi suppressed a shiver and whimper as she felt the murder drone run its warm slippery tongue along her neck tasting the oil that was leaking from the small cut, as it purred at the taste of the vital fluid Uzi came up with a plan. It was crazy, ridiculously dangerous and had a high chance of death, but so did coming here to scavenge and looking at how that had turned out for her what did she have to lose that wasn't already on the line?
"Hmmmm, your oil," The murder drone sighed leaning in closer its fangs scraping against her neck as it spoke, "I have never tasted oil so warm and sweet." Uzi shivered again as the murder drone once more ran its tongue along the slow leak.
Fixing the murder drone's sickly yellow X display with a cold glare Uzi steeled herself for what was likely to happen next she spoke for the first time since the murder drone had grabbed her. "Bite me!" Uzi snarled through gritted teeth, bracing herself for what was to come.
Letting out a maniacal chuckle the murder drone let its mouth spread wide into a huge mocking grin, "Well if you are offering," almost too quick for Uzi to be ready the murder drone moved one hand to the top of her head and another along her arm forcing the arm out and her head to the side giving it easy access to the softer casing of her neck. Her neck was now exposed the murder drone wasted no time in clamping its jaws tightly around her neck easily pricing into the soft flexible metal and beginning to suck the rich oil from her neck.
Uzi let out a sharp gasp in a mix of shock and pain, the feeling of this monster sucking her dry nearly sent her body into painful spasms as she felt the warm lubricant that her body somehow produced being drained. Fighting back the woozy feeling that was threatening to overload her processor and render her just another corpse in the tower, she seized her chance.
With her free hand and as much speed as she could muster Uzi shot the arm out and grabbed the murder drone's syringe-tipped tail, not wasting a single moment she wrenched the tail away from the other side of her neck and brought it around past her face slamming the needle point into the visor of the murder drones face. As the tip of the needle punctured the murder drone's visor it let out a screech of agony and dropped Uzi to the snow-covered ground, before staggering back and pulling its own tail from its visor.
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Aberrant Algorithm.
FanfictionReality is like a Computer, built upon the underlying code of creation, A single change in a line of code can lead to aberrations in the system a branch in time were this one change can lead to things that are similar yet one fundamental change lead...
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