User blog:WeareVenom16/VNM Breakout Part 2

The hallways were bathed in an ominous red light, briefly lighting up before dimming down every few seconds. The mood was only made more clear by the bodies that lined up the hallways, along with the figure dragging one of them with him.

The rogue Disassembly Drone was the cause of all of it, the destruction of Hanger 7, the corpses, both Human and Drone, and the lockdown the Morningstar station currently found itself in. The Disassembly Drone was dragging the corpse of the engineer with him due to the Human having access to something that had peaked his interest.

After walking down a long hallway, the Drone found himself standing in front of a large metal door with the words LEVEL 5 ACCESS REQUIRED along with a bunch of other warning signs, suggesting that whatever was on the other side was something that was better off being locked away.

The Drone didn't care however, after all, the files he had found on Copper 9 suggested at a special type of cargo being stowed aboard is the reason he was here in the first place, of course, the fact that the files were mostly redacted and provided little information aside from how dangerous it was didn't really concern the Drone or made him suspicious.

Crashing into the Hanger with the Landing Pod was a bit of an odd plan, but it had worked. The crew aboard this station didn't think anything of it until they realized that the Pod was not slowing it's pace as it approached the Hanger, at least, that's what the Drone could figure out due to the comm system still working in the Pod he stole.

Either way, with the engineers corpse in his claws, he raised the hand up to the biometric scanner, nothing happend for a few seconds until a beeping sound was heard, and the light next to it was turned from red to green.

ACCESS GRANTED

An automated voice played out, the Drone started thinking to himself on how this station should have had better security systems. Nothing came close to slowing him down when he made his way aboard the station, nor when he was killing every Drone and Human in sight.

The large doors began to open, one by one until a hallway was revealed with another door at the end. The Drone brought the corpse with him just in case, dragging the body with him had left a steak of blood behind the Drone.

After walking down for about a minute, the Drone found himself at the final door. He looked at the computer display next to it, which appeared to be a warning.

WARNING, THE CARGO BEHIND THIS DOOR CAN RESULT IN YOUR INJURY OR DEATH, ARE YOU SURE YOU WISH TO PROCEED?

The Drone sighed to himself, not caring at all about this cryptic message clearly meant to make Humans think twice about going in this room.

Of course, he wasn't a Human, he was a Disassembly Drone. A rogue one at that.

His orange eyes looked at the options, which were "Yes" or "No", he pushed the option "Yes."

The door began to open with a large groaning sound, like it hadn't been opened in a while. After the barrier to the room had lowered, the rogue Drone's eyes began to dart around the room, scanning, until he found what he persumed he had been looking for.

The room itself was a mess, the floor was dirty, there were crates of who-knows-what scattered across the room, some large while others smaller, and there seemed to be computer displays in random corners. Of course, the most eye-catching thing was what was in the middle.

It was a Disassembly Drone, there was no doubt about that. But it seemed to be hanging from massive tubes that ran from the ceiling to his back. It's visor seemed to be offline at the moment, showing nothing but a blank screen, and it's clothing was slightly different.

The Drone's model and clothing, even the hairstyle, was all similar to N's design. Only there were a few differences, it's fur collar was black instead of grey, the armband on it's left arm was red instead of yellow, it's hair was a darker color, and the caution stripes on it's legs and arms were red and black.

After circling around the hanging Drone, who didn't respond in the slightest, he found that even this Drone's nanite head bulbs and tail were red. This made the rogue Drone think that the one hanging from the cables was some sort of prototype, altough that didn't explain all the warning signs. Why did the files not mentoin that it was a Drone?

The rogue Drone shook himself off these thoughts and figured that he would get the Drone down from it's hanging prison, he tried to pull off the cables with no avail, after a couple of tries, he figured that he should make sure the Drone was awake.

He snapped his finger's in front of it's face with no response, he then tried slapping it across the face, which also failed to arouse even the slighest movement.

The rogue Drone squinted his eyes at the inactive machine in front of him, it's visor didn't have a fatal error, so it wasn't dead.

The Drone looked around the room until he saw a barrel marked with the words OIL, along with a flask right next to it. The Drone thought to himself about how maybe it was suffering from low oil, so he grabbed the barrel and the flask, and proceeded to pour oil into the container. After he was done, the Drone walked up to the hanging inactive prototype Drone, and poured the flask's contents down it's mouth.

This finally worked, the Drone appeared to awake from it's slumber with a red X on it's face, before taking it's wings out, which sliced the cables to pieces. The wings themselve were dark black with red lights.

The newly awakened Disassembly Drone looked around it's surrondings before looking at the one who freed him in the first place, the rogue Drone waved his hand before finally speaking.

"Hello! My name is Serial Designation SD-X, part of the Advanced Disassembly Drone Project! And you are?"

The Drone took a moment before speaking in a low deep, almost distorted tone of it's own.

"MY NAME, IS VNM-16."

End of Part 2