MURDER DRONES - Season 2: Remnants

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This is the second chapter of a fanmade Murder Drones Season 2. WARNING! Death, gore, and sharp flowers. Next- Written, yet to be drawn. 1/5 scenes done. I plan to make the style's expressions closer to canon. (Their visors look different in this one.) Previous- https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1140770548/ Prologue- https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1134584680/ Written Version: Reyna from Outpost 9 always sat in the corner of the gym during free time. Every day, no exceptions. That is, until today. One of the new experiments walked in, laughing for no reason. She looked up, seeing his glitching visor. /Great, another social experiment,/ Reyna thought. She thought the coders were done with those for a while, but she was wrong. She retreated further into the corner, but despite this, he looked at her and asked, "Why're you so sad? You're in a room full of others! Do you know how long it's been since I've seen anyone except for those... stupid... coders..." he looked slightly crazed, then snapped out of it. "As I was saying, why're you sad?" A couple of drones stared at him, trying to silently tell him to stop. He didn't. "Talk to me! Is it about not being allowed to leave the bunker?" he glared at Reyna, "Because it's NOTHING compared to what I've been through! I was stuck in a STUPID room for WHO KNOWS HOW LONG!?" he yelled. Digital tears were streaming down Reyna's visor now. "You want to know why I'm crying?" she said, her speaker crackly with disuse. "My mother disappeared and... and... my father is dead." The worker seemed less angry now. Then text popped up on his screen. (You can't read it in the pic, but it says, WARNING | PERSONALITY CORE MALFUNCTION | ERROR ID:10T | HIBERNATING) He froze in place. The soldiers and scientists watching picked him up and started taking notes. The gathering crowd was staring at Reyna. She couldn't deal with it. She ran. ... Her footsteps crunched in the snow, echoing off the hollow, abandoned remnants of humanity. The cold light from the sky made every building seem lonely, slowly collapsing from their crumbled foundations. She was freezing. She was terrified. She knew she could die. She didn't care. ... X was flying towards the graveyard she made. She had to make yet another stone. Landing in a nearby building, she looked down and saw a worker. The coded instinct to kill surged within her, but she refused to let herself do it. She didn't need the oil. Instead, X stood in the building and watched, curious as to why a worker would be outside right now. ... Reyna stopped running. There was a ruined plaza buried under snow. She could tell because of the lack of buildings. But that was not why she stopped running. There was a graveyard, each disassembled drone with a metallic black rose held in their hands. That wasn't even the most surprising thing. Her father was there. She stood in shock, tears in her eyes and unable to process what she was seeing. ... X stared in disbelief. The worker was walking towards the first grave she'd made. X flew down towards the graveyard, landing next to the drone. After a hesitation, the worker said, “Do it.” "I’m not going to hurt you.” “...what“ the worker looked up in confusion. X sighed. “I know you're sentient, so I’m only taking what I need to survive. It sickens me, what I have to do.” "How did you know?” “It had to do with him.” X points to the first grave she'd made. “My dad?” X pauses for a second, her eyes widening. She asks, “What’s your name?” “I'm Reyna?” She looks a bit confused. X's face fell, her voice lowering. “Your father loved you very much.” Reyna gasped softly then broke down in tears. ... please look in the project for the rest because the detector is going off for some reason uggggghhh I will mention that the USB does not say Project Absolute.