^°~' Murder Drones: Adaptive PREDATOR

|'~ × Predator on the Camp

Although... There was one way. He had to find his original creator, who gave him the core, who gave him the parts, and who gave him life. He had to find him, and if not him, then his plans, or whatever was left of him that was connected to Q.

Partly it was impossible, after all he didn't even know where to start looking, he didn't know who to look for, he didn't know what to look for. He knew, however, that he wanted to find that someone or something. Q stopped after a moment, however, seeing a light in the distance... He started walking towards it, ignoring his previous thoughts.

He changed the Laser Canon into his hand back as he walked forward, finally reaching a place where it was quite bright, the room was... Some kind of... A workroom? A laboratory? Something between this and this.

... Maybe that was it. The first clue to his self-discovery. After all, he can't think negatively, or positively either, only realistically. In any case, he began to pass various trays of metal parts, various tools, and so on.

He stopped at a certain photo of a man with blue eyes, blond hair and glasses with a smile. Right under it was a caption "Creator of Machines Better Than Ordinary Drones; Logan", without a last name. Interesting, maybe he had some clue?

He looked at the board next to it which had drawings on it in marker, there was a drawing of some kind of crystal while around it were three arrows with writings, "Proton Core" "Provides the most durability than a regular Drone core for a long time. Despite this, it still needs to be developed so that it doesn't break under the influence of steel, strange because it shouldn't." Then Q placed his hand on his chest as he continued reading. "The proton core strangely has adaptation to different objects, it can also copy different types of things in terms of functionality. How do you recreate something like that?"

Q's smile quivered slightly as he grabbed his head, anxiety growing. He looked to the side as his eye color flickered from yellow to blue for a brief moment. He noticed another board, this time it was a board that was covered with some kind of sheet. Right next to it was another room with a slowly appearing blue light that disappeared and appeared slowly.

Q walked forward slowly, he headed towards the board with a sheet on him, was that his core? So now he knew where he used his copying and adaptation abilities. From his core where he placed his hand, and with the other after standing he reached for the sheet which he took off...

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(Fun fact: N thinks Q and he are the best of best buds. Q thinks they are just best friends, just like with Thad.)

At that time, a Solver jumped out of Uzi's purple eye and cracked the window in front of her, making her jump back. A warning sign appeared on Uzi's visor, causing her to grab her head in pain.

She put her backpack on the ground as a warning sign appeared on her visor with the caption "High Temp.", Uzi opened her backpack gasping, she grabbed her head as the warning appeared again, and inside the backpack was a drone hand...

She was just remembering, Doll's house, many bodies... Uzi stared at her hand in her backpack, panting, she started to reach for it, but hearing V, she turned towards it in surprise.