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Uzi trudged along in the snow as her robotic feet sluggishly took step after step. The coldness confused her mind. She had never felt so alive like this.
I forgot how it felt to be cold...
The last time she had been out in the snow was when she was just a baby worker drone. Khan had built the doors after Uzi's mother, Nori, was killed by a disassembly drone right in front of them.
The memory was barely visible in Uzi's mind. She was too young for it to be anymore than a blur.
Even though she barely knew her mother, the day Nori died was the day Uzi began to hate the disassembly drones. Once she found the last part for her railgun, then she could finally start putting up a fight instead of hiding for all her life.
I'm probably the only worker even attempting to fight back...
She looked around at the unfamiliar ruined buildings and heaps of drone bodies left in the wake of the murder drones. She couldn't exactly remember where the drone's landing pod was, but Uzi knew it had to be somewhere near the mass amounts of bodies. It was all just a game of hide and seek at this point.
She peered around corner after corner of the ruined buildings searching desperately for their pod. She scavenged every single body she came across but none of them had the part she was looking for.
I need to find HIM.
Uzi hadn't ever seen the drone she was looking for, but she knew what he looked like.
She stumbled into a large, closed in, and dark coliseum-like building and spotted a ruined landing pod with multiple spider-like legs sticking into the ground.
"Holy crap..."
Hundreds of mutilated worker drone bodies stacked up endlessly along the walls of the building and all around the center near the pod itself. Uzi felt sick at the sight of hundreds of her kind laying in the oil soaked snow with no sign of life within them.
This is... Horrible.
Her pupils widened as she saw a lone body laying in the snow, separated from the rest.
I guess that's him.
She slowly made her way over to the drone and looked down at it. It was much taller and bulkier than the worker drones. Uzi noticed that its left arm was some sort of cannon while its right arm seemed like a blade of sorts.
It makes sense. The guardian was made to protect people. Too bad he had to die like this.
Uzi had heard her father tell stories about the Guardian Drone.
They were created by JcJenson to protect the humans and manage the worker drones on Copper-9 from any internal and external threats. When the planet blew up they decided to coexist with the worker drones and integrated themselves into worker society.
But then the Disassembly Drones came...
The Guardian drone guarding the area near Uzi's home fought a group of three Disassembly Drones when they first arrived. He bought time for thousands of workers to run and escape, but he never rose up again.
"Found it!"
Uzi scrambled around the inside of the Guardian and pulled out a glowing green cylinder. It emitted a light hue in her hand as she gripped the railgun on her back and rested it on her leg. She fidgeted with the gun for a moment before sliding the guardian's core into the center of the gun.
