^°~' Murder Drones: Adaptive PREDATOR

|'~ × False Truth

N: "Speaking of piloting to Earth, are we sure "murder all humans" is, uh... "Morality"?"

N made quotation marks with his fingers, worried by the question, while Q handed Uzi a screwdriver, causing her to fiddle with the panel. But she turned to V and N.

Uzi: "The humans sent you without a communication relay and reforamtted your memories to soup. Not to mention that after Q was created they immediately abandoned him to his fate, at least that's what I assume."

Uzi pointed at Q who was standing with his hands behind his back and a smile on his face. V at the same time crossed her arms and licked the bubble liquid from the blower.

Uzi then turned around and closed the panel she had opened behind her. She turned to the side while Q stood straight behind her.

Uzi: "Covering their tracks means they're past negotiating. Not like they tried negotiating with my mom."

Uzi stuck a screwdriver into an empty space next to the control panel then lifted a wrench and broke it which made N get slightly scared, V then appeared in front of Uzi's face which made her get scared.

V: "Or, you missed the negotiations. The humans programmed us to solve a problem. Where's proof of your backstory? The one where your kind's so conveniently innocent."

V spoke with a smile then giggled. Uzi frowned as N finally grabbed her by the shoulders and moved her away from V narrowing his eyes at her causing her to turn hers. Q approached standing next to Uzi.

N: "J was getting orders from someone. If not the compant through that relay, then, uh, who? And how?"

Q: "Good question."

N raised his hands in a shrug. Uzi turned her head in thought then sighed, leaning against N in irritation.

Uzi: "Quit complicating mu murder plan."

N raised his hand uncertainly and began to pat Uzi on the head, which caused her to slap his hand, V frowned at the sight. She didn't like Uzi's idea one bit.

...

But back to the hole in the bunker roof... It was still there, and through it the snow was falling and the moon could be seen. Unnecessary cold was also getting through.

Two drones watched from below, right next to J's smoking body. One drone held a toolbox in one hand, while the other held a ladder. Tim turned to the other drone.

Tim: "Yeah, just fix 'er up, 'cause – whoops. Pretty big security risk, in hindsight. Eh, you got this, uh..."

Tim stood right in front of the drone and looked at the tag pinned to his shirt, while the drone with the mustache looked at the other drone in front of it.

Tim: ""LadderBot 5000"?"

Frank because that's what it said on the tag on his shirt looked at his own tag, then sighed and then looked at Tim who was leaving, tired.

Frank: "Please just leave the light–"

His request, however, was not answered and the lights were turned off, having no strength left he sighed and then began to put things away, the ladder on the ground and on the ladder for a moment the toolbox, he took out a flashlight from it and shined it upwards looking after it.