MD AU: Fractured Code Character Notes + Extras

Extras Chapter: Uninvited Guest

"Hey Rin, don't tell me you're about to fight unarmed!" Zack shouted, recognizing that look in her optics.

Rin ignored him.

She grabbed a steak knife off the floor and sprinted toward a drone aiming at Lizzy and Thad.

Thad held Lizzy protectively as the duo braced for an attack.

Rin stabbed the attacking drone in the arm — the drone jerked — she swept his legs — and mercilessly drove the knife straight into his head. Oil splattered across her face and onto her new dress. Her expression cold and blank.

"Woah, thanks Rin... That was close." Thad said with gratitude and relief, holding the trembling Lizzy.

Doll ran up to Rin, panic on her face. But before she could speak, Rin interrupted.

"Sister, get the rest to safety. I'll handle as much as I can."

Without giving Doll a chance to protest, Rin bolted toward what looked like the cult leader. A, V, N, J, and Uzi were each locked in their own battles, unable to assist.

The cult leader noticed her — a teenage drone charging at him with nothing but a steak knife. He laughed.

He sidestepped easily, Rin stumbling because of her restrictive dress.

"I'm not supposed to kill worker drones outside of that traitor, A." he taunted. "But if you're getting in my way — so be it." He pointed his pistol then fired.

The bullet flew straight for Rin's head.

Her reflexes kicked in — she tilted her head by millimeters, the shot grazing past her visor. She slipped inside his guard, going for a stab straight to his head—

But his hand snapped up, catching the knife mid-strike. Her blade buried itself into his palm instead.

Rin abandoned the handle and moved to reposition — only to trip on her dress again.

She rolled aside just in time to avoid another pistol shot.

A caught sight of her struggling — unarmed but refusing to back down.

"Rin! Take this!" A shouted, hurling his sword.

Rin reached up and caught it mid-air gracefully.

She pointed the blade at the cult leader, her optics sharpening.

"I've been tracking you down." Rin said coldly. "But since you showed yourself... I'll execute you here and now." She then grabbed a part of her dress — ripped it with A's sword — throwing the excess part to the side — finally breaking free from the dress that's been holding her back.

"That's all you intelligence heads know. Execution and oppression." the leader spat back, drawing his own sword.

Rin was the first to move. She went straight for the leader's neck — a clean, precise killing strike. The leader barely reacted fast enough to jerk back, but by the time his processor even registered the attack, Rin was already repositioned at his flank.

Her pattern shifted. She was fast, unpredictable, and unrestricted.

She lunged forward again, this time aiming directly for his core. The leader tried to parry — but the attack was a feint. Rin twisted her wrist, redirected the strike, and drove A's sword through his shoulder, pinning him to the floor in one brutal motion.

The entire wedding hall fell silent.

Uzi stood with her tendrils out, restraining a group of attackers.

N dusted off his hands like this was a minor inconvenience.

"Well, that went pretty well. No one died!" He paused — glancing around.

V held a severed worker drone head.

J pulled her blade out of a worker drone body.

A kicked another severed head out of his way.

"No one who was invited to our wedding died!" he corrected himself.

A leaned casually against a wall, arms crossed, watching V drink the oil from a worker drone head she had ripped out.

"Ew. You disassembly drones will eat oil from any source," Lizzy said disgusted, walking up to V.

V giggled, optics hollow. "Old habits die hard."

J didn't waste a single second — she snapped orders instantly.

Security stormed alongside the head of security himself only to freeze as J turned on him with claws extended.

"You allowed a terrorist attack at Uzi and N's wedding?!" she roared, tearing into them verbally as they shrank back in terror.

Meanwhile, pinned beneath Rin's sword, the leader screamed. "No! This cannot be! Not by a child—!"

His voice died when he met Rin's gaze. Cold. Sharp. Void of mercy.

Doll rushed over, immediately noticing Rin's dress — drenched in oil, slashed, ruined.

Her optics narrowed, burning with rage.

"Как ты смеешь портить платье моей сестры!" [How dare you ruin my sister's dress!] Doll stepped forward, calling her solver to life. "Я позабочусь о том, чтобы ты больше никогда не увидел дневного света!" [I'll make sure you never see the light of day again!]

The leader squealed, thrashing in fear.

But Rin lowered Doll's hand calmly.

"Sister, it's okay. He's already defeated."

Doll blinked, simmering down, and stepped back reluctantly.

Rin pulled A's sword free from the leader's shoulder as security drones stormed in to arrested him.

J walked up to Uzi, her claws still stained with oil. Her expression softened with genuine regret. "I'm sorry about the wedding crash, Uzi." Then her face shifted instantly into irritation. "The head of security is basically useless."

"Are you kidding me? That was so much fun! All the death, the chaos—" Uzi laughed manically, clearly thriving from the chaos.

"All’s well that ends well!" N chimed in with a bright grin, taking Uzi’s hand. "Way more interesting than A and V’s wedding."

A and V approached the duo, both dressed neatly despite the chaos and oil stains.

"After everything I've been through? I prefer the peaceful type." A chuckled, arms crossed.

"Congratulations, you two. Very proud of both of you." V added with a soft smile.

"Now that that’s taken care of." Uzi declared, striking a dramatic pose, "let’s go celebrate the wedding and victory party!!!"

The group burst into laughter — everyone relieved and energized.

Off to the side, Rin nodded silently. Then she turned and began walking toward the exit.

"Rin!" Lira called out. Rin paused, glancing back with her usual blank stare.

"Don’t you wanna stay for the after party?"

"Yeah, especially after you kicked ass out there. You deserve a break." Ryu added, hands inside his pockets. Zack nodding behind him.

Rin shook her head. "My social battery is overloaded. Besides, there's work to do. I have subordinates to execute." she said coldly. Then she turned to her older sister. "I will be taking my leave now." Rin bowed respectfully like talking to a superior.

Doll, Lira, Zack, and Ryu watched her walk away — dress shredded, stained with oil, utterly unfazed.

"Poor Rin... she’s probably upset about the wasted effort put into her appearance." Lira said sympathetically, completely unaware how far that is from the truth.

"Her dress is ripped." Ryu pointed out.

"I feel sorry for her subordinates." Zack crossed his arms.

Doll kept watching until Rin disappeared from sight. And then she smiled softly. "Тем не менее... она всё равно выглядит мило." [Even so... she still looks cute.]