Chapter Text
“V!!!”
“V!!”
“V?!”
Someone is calling her name.
Who’s calling for her?
Why isn’t she looking?
Why can’t she-
Why
Can’t
Why is there
-see?
She’s laying on her side, curled up in a ball.
Writhing in
PAIN
Why is she in
PAIN
She tries to take deep breaths, but every exhale is burning hot on her own body. She tries to listen to the voice still worriedly calling out her name.
It’s her name right?
V?
PAIN
Why is she in
PAIN
Why is it so
Why is it so
Why is it so
Hot
Drenched in sweat
Robots don’t sweat
OIL
Why bleeding
Why is she bleeding
Why is she bleeding? Why is she so hot? Why is she in pain?
Need to access memory files
Too crowded
Too loud
Too
PAIN
FUL
PAINFUL
HEAT
HOT
OIL
BLEEDING
PAIN
ERROR
ERROR
ERROR
ERROR
ERROR
…
“V?”
“Oh biscuits, is she okay?”
That sounds familiar. Someone says it all the time.
N?
Is it N?
It is.
“She should be fine, at least for now.”
Another familiar voice. The one who keeps calling her name.
It’s Uzi. At least, V thinks it is.
What if it’s not?
What if it’s
Her
V shoots upwards from the lying position she was in and switches her hands into a sword and a gun, earning herself a startled squeak from “N”. Excruciating pain shoots through her head, but she doesn’t care. Cyn’s going to kill her. She took N. She took Uzi. And now she’s going to take V.
“Woah, there!” The fake Uzi shouts. “I just repaired you! I don’t need you destroying all my hard work!”
Cyn took her vision. She’s going to be USELESS and DEAD. And what hard work? Did Cyn “upgrade” her body even further?
“YeeeAA-Ah?” V snarls. Her audio comes out glitched and choppy, to her surprise. She ignores it. Just another trick. “Llli-i-like ho-o-o-owwwww yOU u UU u spe-eeennnt-t-t-t-t so much tIMe bee-ee-efoore-ore-ore?”
“...V.”
A distorted hiss is the response.
“I’m not Cyn. We’ve established this.”
What a great convincing statement. V bares her teeth and raises her gun towards the sound of Cyn’s fake voice. She’s about to shoot, when-
“V! Cyn is gone!” N’s voice comes from behind, and two familiar-feeling arms wrap around her. When she struggles to escape the strong grip, she starts to bite the arms. “OW!”
“Alright then.” Cyn says in Uzi’s voice. “How do we convince her?”
“I don’t know!!!” The fake N replies. “I really don’t!”
“Wear her out or something!”
Oh, great. V felt exhausted enough already. Her internal system was telling her about a low oil problem too. She’s going to starve and overheat and then Cyn’s going to use her again. She can’t be happy, can she?
She can’t be happy.
Cyn will make
sure
of
that.
…
V’s sensors become online once more. She immediately tries to use her optics with only fruitless efforts. This is just fine and peachy and dandy. She can try and feel. Or hear.
It feels like Uzi’s bed.
Why would Cyn take her here?
“Before you do anything,” Fake Uzi says from in front of her. V immediately starts to snarl. “Wouldn’t Cyn have killed you already?”
V hesitates.
She would .
It’s just a trick. It’s a trick. Cyn’s just trying to earn her trust.
“Yyyour-our just bidinG YouR t-iMee.”
“Sure.” The fake Uzi sighs. “And what would she have to gain from that?”
That’s a good point.
Or maybe V’s just blunt and dumb. Cyn probably made her intelligence lower.
“Yoo-o-oou can’t-t fOoOOl mE-eE-EE!” V yells. She tries to lunge, but becomes aware of the arms still restraining her.
“V, please! Believe her! It’s us!” False N pleads. It’s all false words. Dripping in lies and deceit.
She hears Fake Uzi groan and mutter a curse under her breath.
“This is going to take forever.”