Murder Drones: Sands of Change, Chapter Three part 2


She had no time to think about it, she still had to kill! Kill Jonas and Kyle!

D looked around, searching for targets but there were none. Her surroundings were filled with an eerie silence.

Out of nowhere some soldiers ran around a corner, seemingly panicked from what was behind them.

“There is one in front of us!”

“We are doomed!”

B dashed around the corner, with a murderous smile he aimed his 20mm autocannon and annihilated the soldiers with precise shots. Their dismembered bodies added themselves to already corpse filled landscape of the stronghold.

He laughed as his weapon vanished in his arm and was exchanged by a hand.

“And they call themselves soldierz, more like target practize!”, his laughter echoed from the walls.

He walked to D with a warm smile, patting her on the shoulder: “Good work D. I am very satisfied with all thiz disassembly you have done here, oh and the shutdown of their cursed defense systems.”

“Thank you, Sir”, D replied with a rather monotone tone in her voice.

B raised an eyebrow or atleast that was what his screen was emulating.

“Tell me D, have you already taken revenge on thoze annoying little cockroaches that left you behind?”

“No, I still have to find the two. I'll be on my way.”

Something was definitely wrong. She was behaving in a way B didn’t want, he didn’t want a core leashed soldier. He wanted the whole package that got out of her since her first kill.

“Wait a moment D. Tell me, did you hesitate to kill one of theze barely sentient toasterz for whatever reason or did you suddenly thought about not killing after already realizing earlier that this is your life now?”

D stared at him with visible distress in her eyes. Then she rubbed her head with a uncertain expression remaining on her face.

“I-I remember now”, she pointed at the bodies of Peter and Sam, or what was left of them, “Those were two of them.”

“What happened? For one moment my memory seemed to have a hole”, D’s confused expression became worse and worse. The young MD was on the direct way to catapult herself into a small crisis.

“Don’t worry my dear”, B grabbed her shoulders and looked in her eyes, “You just had a little doubt about your actionz and it made your core react.”

An evil pleased smile stared at D. But nonetheless she felt better.

The desire for revenge burned in her, she wanted to survive, and she wanted to **KILL!!!**

*"The purpose you must fulfill…"*

*“KILL, KILL, KILL!”*

Again, the voice inside was singing to her. And she had to follow.

“I have to continue!”

“Of course, as we all have. D, can you tell me where the corrupted toasters will flee to once we sweep every little damn corner of thiz place?”, he waved K to him, while keeping his eyes on D.

“Yes Sir”, D saluted with excitement, “There are three evacuation points, but it will take time until they are ready to leave, especially with all the chaos we caused. To buy this time each point has a little bunker to protect it. The vents are sealed at these bunkers as far as I remember.”

“The only option is direct confrontation?”

D nodded in response.

“Very well, once we purged the rest of this backyard, everyone of us can take one of their evacuation pointz”, B's mouth formed an excited and murderous smile, “It will be wunderbar!”

“Good work D, I must say that I really don't have the right to doubt your commitment anymore”, K patted D on the shoulder with appreciation.

“Thank you, K. I appreciate it”, D looked at both with a happy expression.

“No time to stand around you two lovebirdz, get moving and kill the toasterz!”, B moved past his two confused looking subordinates, searching for more prey to claim.

While B vanished behind a corner D and K just stood there dumbfounded.

D was the first to regain her ability to speak: “Is he shipping us?”

“What the hell is shipping?”, K looked at her as if she just said the most nonsensical thing in the universe.

“Well…”, a feeling of embarrassment made it’s way through her body before she whispered the knowledge to him.

His expression turned to one of pure and utter disgust.

“That will never happen”, he crossed his arms, “I rather commit self-destruction than being together with you.”

“You can count me in on that notion K”, D sighed, “We should continue now, we wasted enough time.”

Without any further hesitation D jumped on the ceiling and began to crawl forwards to begin her purge.

K was about to follow the path another corridor represented but he stopped as he saw a badly wounded worker drone that tried to crawl away from him, searching for a path over the corpse filled floor.

He spread his wings, hovered for a moment and landed before the workers eyes. Just another terrified face that looked into his murderous visage. Saliva was dripping from his teeth, he could use a little snack.

“Nothing personal”, he grabbed the worker with his claws, there was no escape from his deadly grip.

K burrowed his teeth into the worker drone, feasting on the WaRm SwEeT oil.

For hours the three murder drones purged every worker drone that didn't reach the evacuation points. There was no mercy, only **KILLING!**

D walked slowly through the corridor that she flooded with bullets just moments before.

Her mouth was filled with oil. The bald head of one of her victims was spiked on her claw, oil from the head flowed down her claw. With a quick motion she moved the head and bit it open, letting the oil stream into her ever hungry maw.

As it’s last drop fell down into her mouth, she let it slide from her claw. With a dull metallic thud, the head impacted the floor and rolled a little before it came to a standstill.