MD AU: Fractured Code Character Notes + Extras

Extras Chapter: Uninvited Guest

Then the music shifted. Everyone sat up straighter.

Uzi entered.

She wore a short, black dress with silver patterns woven through the fabric like branching lightning.

She looked both cute and absolutely lethal — and sick as hell. The exact vibe she was aiming for.

Uzi walked up to N. The two faced each other, hands fidgeting slightly, excitement and glitchy nerves visible in their movements.

Vows were exchanged.

"I do!" Uzi declared proudly, a sharp grin on her face.

"You may now kiss the bride!" the officiator said.

N and Uzi leaned in, sharing a kiss as the entire hall erupted into cheers.

Well... most of the hall.

To Rin, everything was blank. Her optics half-lidded. Her posture stiff. Her mind utterly bored.

All she really registered was Lira shrieking in excitement beside her — loud enough to rattle nearby wine glass.

She wanted to go home.

Suddenly, a massive explosion tore through the door. Screams erupted as worker drones wearing black balaclavas stormed into the hall, surrounding the entire wedding venue.

Rin's attention snapped upward immediately. She recognized them the moment she saw their insignias — the remnants of the Anti–Murder Drone cult. Oren's movement. Though weakened after the death of their leader, they were still very much alive.

Rin slammed her head lightly against the table in pure frustration. She took one week off. One! And the intelligence team already lost track of the cult's activities Unacceptable.

Multiple UI26 rifles were raised, dozens of terrified worker drones ducking under tables. They were outnumbered — but not completely helpless helpless.

"Open fire!" the cult leader shouted as a wall of bullets shot toward A, V, N, and J.

"Not on my watch!" Uzi yelled, her solver flaring as she redirected every bullet away from N.

Nori and Yeva stepped up, using their own solver to shield as many drones as possible under their protection.

"What's going on?!" Lira shouted as Ryu kicked their table on its side, using it as makeshift cover.

"It's the Anti–Murder Drone cult. They're here to assassinate the disassembly drones present and Sir A as well. Probably. " Rin said sharply.

"Well that's great — except we don't have our gear!" Zack yelled back.

At the front of the hall, a worker drone stepped out of the smoke. A drone with an eyepatch covering his ruined eye: A.

From the window, a set of weapon protocols rocketed toward him in blitz speed — his PWP glove snapping into place on his left hand, and his flight protocol attaching onto his back with his sword.

In one flash he drew his sword — five heads rolled. Oil sprayed across the floor. Bodies limping

"You guys again?" A growled. "I already took down your leader. You just don't know when to give up, do you?"

"Oren's ideals will live on! Murder Drones leave NOTHING but death! DEATH TO THE MURDER DRONES!!!" the cult leader screamed as another wave of UI26 rifles unloaded.

Rin analyzed the battlefield instantly.

If she had her sword, she could fight. But she didn't thanks to Lizzy.