A masterpost AND a little art piece for my vuzi fic Something To Remember Me By
Part 1 - Uzi finds herself trapped in the past on the staff of the Eliot Estate, slowly but surely falling for.. V?
Part 2 - Uzi and V, together at last! However, trouble is brewing in the shadows of the manor…
Part 3 - Back in the present, V realizes Uzi’s been messing with her memories, but is she willing to face what happened between the two of them in the past?
Part 5 - Shortly after returning from the past, V has a bit of trouble finding common ground between her past and present self. Thankfully, Uzi and N might be able to help her with that!
Part 4/epilogue - Several months after escaping from the past, Uzi and V hang out in the ruins of the abandoned city.
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After 2ish months of on and off work on it I present: my research paper on the solver/disassembly viruses, and the basis for my Solver Virus AU
If anyone has questions about things unanswered in this paper, feel free to reblog/comment/drop an ask and I’ll be happy to answer!
(using my one readmore here for a transcript because the words are small)
A Comprehensive Overview of the Solver Virus and Its Related Illnesses
Introduction
The solver virus is a recently documented strain of parasitic disease found on every colonized planet to date. Like its more common strain, the corpsecrawler virus, it is usually found in large landfills of biological waste. As you know, these have been sealed off from the public and have been under strict quarantine for several years - since the discovery of corpsecrawler disease. However, smaller more local landfills tend to ignore public safety laws that would otherwise keep diseases like these at bay. These smaller landfills are where the solver virus is believed to have originated and spread by rodents and birds that feed off it. It is important that the public avoid these areas at all costs without a proper biohazard suit, lest they risk infection. The aim of this research paper is to properly record the evolving symptoms of the solver infection, and compare it with other similar viruses.
Baseline Symptoms
Before a person undergoes full host integration, there are several smaller symptoms and mutations their body will undergo - signs that they have been infected with the solver. The following symptoms have been recorded through several dozen test subjects over the course of a three-year long experiment*.
A few immediate signs of solver infection include migraines, nausea, pain in the gums, fatigue, aching muscles, and recurring dreams of mass amounts of bugs crawling over the dreamer or teeth dislodging from their gums. After these symptoms develop chronically, more significant physical changes to the body will begin. The ears will begin to fold over and elongate, keratin in the fingernails will grow in thicker layers, and canines will be pushed out of the gums and replaced with longer serrated teeth - causing scarring across the lips. Once these mutations have solidified, which takes around 4-6 weeks, the earliest chronic symptoms will begin to fade. This is what's known as 'the point of no return' where the dosage of medication required to completely kill the virus would be so high it would kill the host along with it.
A definite way to tell if a person is beyond help is by checking if their pupils have started to change color and become reflective. It is currently unknown what determines the particular color mutation, but it can range from any color in the known spectrum of visible light. The color that a host's pupils mutate into will become integrated into their further mutations.
By the time the above mutations have been permanently established in the host's body, the infection will have been in their system for around five months. During this time, the infected person will get strange cravings that lean progressively towards foods with high protein. After this five-month period, the host's metabolism will pick up significantly and their internal temperature will rise. This is what is widely regarded as the worst point of the solver infection, where the host's body tries to fight the viral infection. The host's immune system cannot fight off the infection on its own, however. The virus either needs to be caught and treated early, fended off by the immune system long enough to connect with and accept the host, or the immune system ultimately fails and the host's body is overrun. For the host's immune system to continue to fend off the solver until a stable connection is made, they will need a substantial amount of food and drink to keep up with the work their body must accomplish.
Unfortunately for many, the necessary intake of food required by a host is not achievable under normal circumstances due to either lack of funds to support their appetite or not enough available foods in the immediate area. Regardless of the reason, if a host cannot consume enough to support their new system, their body will be overrun by the solver virus and random mutations will develop throughout it, turning it into LBW or Living Biohazard Waste - the end result of the solver infection, which turns the host into an unformed mass of organic material such as muscle, flesh, and viscera. This is where the similarities between it and its predecessor, the corpsecrawler virus, become most apparent.
If the host does manage to find a proper source of food and drink, the virus and the host's body begin to form a sustainable relationship. This is known as an Absolute Solver Host, where the body and the virus connect and communicate with one another. In this stage, the host's internal cardiovascular system will begin to glow. While first believed to be a sign of the intense heat from within the body, recent findings have determined this glow is another baseline mutation formed to expel some of the generated heat into light. The color of this glow is always the same as the pupils' new color.
Still, an intense heat will be produced by the body constantly until individual-specific mutations occur. Normally, the host's internal temperature is only painfully uncomfortable, but failure to cool down or expel enough heat will cause the host to burn from within. Most notably, the heat will cause a person's sweat and saliva to evaporate off them into steam, which, when mixed with visible bioluminescence, creates an effect akin to colored smoke. Only after this stage of infection is complete will any of the well-known unique effects of the solver infection emerge, and the intense heat as well as the infected bioluminescent pigments that make up a person's heart and veins will only appear when the solver virus is stimulated and its mutations are active.
Unique Mutations
Once the solver infection has fully integrated into the host's system, it will determine what mutations would benefit them most by reading chemical signals from the host's brain. Through experimentation it was discovered that any fully-developed virus taken from another host can be injected into a person - giving them the exact mutations that the original host developed regardless of the new body and its needs.
Notably, some individuals have purposefully contracted this solver virus in hopes to gain something superhuman and beneficial to them. Let it be known that the percentage of hosts who survive to become absolute solver hosts where unique mutations are possible is about 22%. Most will not be able to keep a large stable supply of nutrients to fuel their transformation, and will either starve, overheat, or dehydrate to death within the first several months of infection. Even surviving the intense uptick in metabolism will not guarantee superhuman mutations, as the most common mutations are only additional limbs and heightened senses.
The documented living absolute solver hosts' mutations include the following:
Host 0** (and Experiment 002): Can grow an array of limb types such as arms, claws, tentacles, and arthropod legs connected to the spine. Develops an elongated centipede-like body which extends from the torso. Mandibles extend from the mouth.
Host 0**: Can mutate body to resemble anyone she's seen. Can infect others with the disassembly virus turning them into Solver Spawn, more commonly known as Vampires. Emits a frequency that disorients anyone that hears it, causing intense panic and in some cases psychosis.
Experiment 017: Natural adhesion and body modification. Deer-like antlers. Cloven-hooved feet and unguligrade legs.
Experiment 048: Birdlike taloned legs. Sharp bony protrusions on knuckles. Accurate prediction with concentrated thought.
Experiment 048 Offspring: Can summon and duplicate simple objects at will. Can teleport to any area within view.
Experiment 002 Offspring: Can trigger mutations on and off at will to mimic the shape and abilities of vampires, including powered flight, night and thermal vision, weaponized tail, and abnormally fast reflexes.
Based on compiled data of individuals infected with the solver virus, it appears the most common mutations generate multiple extra limbs such as: arms, legs, wings, and tails of human or animal origin. Other common mutations include: heightened senses or reflexes, abnormal bone growth, rapid regeneration from wounds, and resistance to extreme heat and/or cold.
Notably, offspring of solver infected individuals who inherited the virus have far more unpredictable mutations than those who caught it. While hosts who caught the virus generally have mutations that do not defy known biological processes, those who inherited the virus seem to carry a more advanced strain that creates abilities previously believed to be impossible. Due to the unpracticality and overall threat of these mutations, these persons have been labeled as a danger to society and are to be killed on sight or reported to any public authority immediately.
Solver Virus vs Disassembly Virus Infections
As mentioned before, the solver virus and disassembly viruses are two separate diseases - one found naturally in biological waste landfills, and the other only artificially spread through Host 0. While the two might at first appear to behave similarly, their processes and the way they infect and alter a host's body are almost entirely different.
A person can contract the solver virus through contact with decaying material. It is most commonly ingested by rubbing the eyes and nose after handling decomposing bodies of BMMs. After ingestion, the virus will spread through the body via the cardiovascular system and take root in the heart. Around the time of the host's first mutations, the virus will begin to spread to the brain through infected blood cells produced by the now fully infected heart. The connection of the brain to the solver virus is the most crucial thing to keep both the host and virus alive. Once more unique mutations begin to emerge, this connection is complete.
When connected to the brain, the virus fuses its genetic material with the host's neurons so it can read output from their decisions, memories, and thought patterns to better determine the needs of the host. This includes determining the best fit mutations and sending more solver-infected blood cells to a wound to heal it faster. The solver virus can also generate input for the brain so the host will understand how to utilize the abilities they received from it and correctly move any newly generated limbs. In some cases of incredibly strong connections, regeneration of entire organs and limbs is possible. Thus far, these strong connections have only been found in individuals that inherited and were born with the solver.
Regardless of the connection, the brain and heart are two organs that the solver virus will never be able to regenerate completely. If the host's brain is damaged, it can be regrown, but the virus will be unable to recreate it perfectly and will only regenerate the parts of the host's brain it takes input from or generates output to, leaving the host alive with incredibly detrimental brain damage. However, as the solver virus' main host, if the heart is damaged the virus will cease to function and the host will die from the wound.
The main difference between the solver and disassembly viruses is the connection to the host's brain. While the solver virus heavily relies on the host's brain activity, the disassembly virus has no connection to the host's brain. It is not contracted but rather injected into a person's system by Host 0. This virus has not been studied as closely as the solver virus due to the toughness of isolating the virus itself from Host 0 without being infected with it. However, it has been well-documented that the disassembly virus is a more aggressive mutator than the solver virus.
The disassembly virus starts out similarly to the solver virus, infecting the host through the bloodstream and rooting itself in the heart. This process takes only ten to fifteen minutes, and mutations will begin not long after. Unlike the solver virus, which takes months to become fully integrated with its host, the disassembly virus will finish transforming a host within 24 hours. The virus does not require any input from the host's brain and will actively sever neural pathways by blocking any stimulation through them. The blockage will prevent the host from recalling memories and revert the host's brain to only its basic functions. The host will only generate and store memories; they will be unable to recall them. These changes are irreversible and permanently alter the host's body and brain functions. Along with these changes, the disassembly virus can more rapidly and effectively restore and regenerate the body from even fatal wounds. So long as tissue around the heart remains, a host's body can be regenerated perfectly, save for scarring caused by the quickness of the virus' healing.
Common Misconceptions
While knowledge of the solver virus has become incredibly widespread since the fall of Earth, several rumors have accumulated over misinformation on the virus capabilities. The most common being the belief that the solver virus causes cannibalistic tendencies in the infected person. This rumor comes from the large number of infected individuals reported to have eaten other people around them, especially during transformation. In reality, the solver virus does not cause cannibalism, but rather it causes severe starvation without a proper source of food. Therefore, those that are beginning to develop into that stage of infection are forced to either starve to death or consume anything available around them. This, unfortunately, includes other people. 86% of those who survive this stage of infection resort to cannibalism to sustain themselves.
Another popular rumor involves the virus itself being a sentient thing. Several cult-like groups have taken to this rumor and dedicated themselves to 'appeasing' this imagined sentience, believed to be a sort of all-powerful reality-shaping creature beyond human comprehension. These beliefs come from several sources such as the misconception that the solver virus can understand the human mind to give the host mutations they would want. Another, more popular source is the personality of Host 0, who believes herself to be a god due to her prodigal grasp on the workings of the solver virus, and her abilities allowing her to generate a small army entirely under her command. After numerous rigorous tests of the virus without a host body, it has been confirmed several times that the virus itself is not sentient and certainly not a god. It cannot think for itself, nor can it survive long without a host body or host material.
On the other end of the spectrum, there are groups of people who believe the solver virus was manufactured either purposefully or accidentally. After doing a bit of research on the reasons this belief came to be, I have found the culprit to be mostly clickbait theories made to spread misinformation and cause unnecessary panic for viewership. The government did not manufacture this virus with intent to stop an uprising of BMMs or 'worker drones'. This was also not an accidental creation that came about while trying to manufacture a bioweapon. Similar given information is also entirely falsified. To our knowledge, the solver virus is a mutated strand of the common corpsecrawler virus found in biological waste landfills. It was not made but rather naturally evolved from a preexisting virus.
Solver spawn are humans or BMMs that have been mutated by the disassembly virus, but their more common name is 'vampire due to their strong craving for blood. As the name vampire spread, so did several myth-based beliefs about their biology and behavior - all revolving around vampire folklore. The most common belief is that vampires burn in the sunlight. While this is based on the fact that a vampire's internal temperature rises significantly when exposed to the sun's heat, they do not spontaneously combust. Rather, the internal temperature of solver spawn becomes so hot that they begin to cook from the inside out. If trapped in sunlight for too long, a vampire can overheat to death.
Another common misconception is that vampires spread the disassembly virus through their bite, and even those who manage to escape being preyed upon will still mutate and 'turn' within fifteen minutes of being bitten. This comes entirely from vampire legend, and is wholly false. Vampires' saliva can transfer the disassembly virus, but once a vampire has mutated from LBW their strain of disassembly virus becomes unique to their blood and body. If it is transferred into another person's bloodstream, the virus will become dormant and entirely passive. The only way for the disassembly virus to be transferred into a person's system is by a bite, stab, or other type of harm that can cause an open wound, created by Host 0. Other legends like vampires needing to be welcomed inside, are repelled by holy imagery and garlic, and easily distracted by a multitude of spilt objects, are only myth.
Solver Spawn or Vampires
One of Host 0's many abilities is to infect victims with a more aggressive strain of the solver virus. This is known as the disassembly virus, and it mutates or 'disassembles' the infected person's brain and body into a predatory build with adaptations to match. Solver spawn, as these infected mutants are named, have long pointed ears that can rotate 180 degrees to detect and pinpoint sounds, and retractable seven-inch claws made of keratin. Their large canine fangs are used to siphon blood from their victims, which exclusively fuels their virus-bloated heart and cardiovascular system as a whole. This behavior is the reason why infected individuals are often called vampires. After draining bodies of blood, these beings will eat the body afterward as a food source. Beyond the usual predatory adaptations, solver spawn have taloned feet and membrane-based wings used to attack and neutralize prey from the air, along with a tail that can inject a dangerous anticoagulant that prevents blood from clotting and allows them to more easily drain bodies of the substance.
Despite these creatures being humans or BMMs at one point, they cannot recall who they were and therefore do not act at all like people. They cannot speak and instead communicate through body language and several distinct noises such as growling, hissing, snarling, and incredibly rarely have been recorded purring. They also have individually unique calls to alert other vampires to their location, either used to challenge others for dominance or signify a threat.
Walking upright is their most common position, but vampires can sprint on four limbs at speeds of up to 30 mph or 48 kph, and can fly at double that speed. Recordings have also captured vampires returning to a quadrupedal stance to silently stalk prey or defer to stronger vampires. Beyond these, vampire behaviors fall on a wide range of actions most likely linked to their personality before becoming infected. It is unwise to try to predict a vampire's behavior - even more so to depend on knowledge of solver spawn behavior for survival. Despite having a few documented common tendencies, each being is unique and they tend to behave irregularly and violently. Do not attempt to communicate with, capture, or tame a vampire.
The brain functions of these infected beings are limited due to the nature of the virus attacking the brain and memory specifically. However, new research on contained solver spawn has recently been released, which has brought up several new findings. The disassembly virus was originally believed to destroy a person's capability to develop and store memories properly, but these studies have concluded the virus instead cuts off the brain's access to recalling memories. With enough rehabilitation, neural connections in the brain can be rebuilt, and feral mutants can be brought back to a semi-human state of being. Claims that vampires can be brought back to personhood through familiar places and people might not have been so outlandish after all.
Conclusion
The solver virus, while incredibly dangerous, is fascinating for biological study. It affects both the heart and brain, which is an already incredible feat, but can also read chemical signals from the brain and react accordingly - completely integrated with a host body. The disassembly virus is similarly fascinating, able to change nearly all of a being's features and thought processes in under a day. However, both viruses are extremely dangerous, and contact with them or a host of either strain is ill advised and often illegal. To keep from infection, follow any and all evacuation calls, even if it is likely a drill. Keep clear of anywhere where biological waste is thrown out, and if traveling though one of these places is necessary, wear a protective biohazard suit. These viruses can produce beings capable of things previously only part of science fiction, but it is important to remember that they are real. They can kill you, but they can also be killed. The current solver outbreak, while impossible to stop completely, can be contained and mitigated. Further study is needed to achieve this, but it is possible.
*This experiment, known most widely by its code name 'Cabin Fever', was intended to last for five years. It was cut short by an atomic-level blast of unknown origin that has since rendered the experiment incomplete and the entire exoplanet where it took place devoid of nearly all biological life.
**Host 0 is the first and only known case of a person able to manipulate the solver infection to their benefit. The current belief is that she was able to do so by forcing herself into a completely different mindset and thus tricking the virus into giving her twice as many mutations - a set for each personality. Scientifically, this phenomenon has been labeled as the 'Split Personality Benefit', but it has been dubbed by survivors of encounters with this host as 'Eldritch God'. Some extremist groups claim this alternate personality to be an entirely different being beyond human understanding possessing the original host. These claims are highly unlikely to be true.
Important Things To Note
LBW = Living Biohazard Waste, the result of both corpsecrawler disease and the solver virus (if the body cannot connect with it). A mass of living tissue that absorbs as much as it can into itself before dying from lack of internal structures and organs to support life. An outbreak of LBW growing beneath biological waste landfills brought attention to the issue in the early 3000s.
BMM(s) = Biologically Modified Machine(s), commonly known as 'worker drones', are biodegradable and easily reproducible machines created to replace human workers in dangerous and monotonous tasks. They're modified with traits that are beneficial for tough labor conditions from a base of human genetic material. They tend to be shorter than humans, with slightly thicker skin and quicker neurological development.
Solver Virus Infection Timeline:
First few hours — The infected person will become nauseous and develop migraines and/or aching muscles.
First few days — The infected person will have experienced several bouts of nausea, migraines, muscle ache, fatigue, sore gums, and unsettling nightmares.
First week — The infected person's symptoms will have become chronic, their ears will have begun to curl, and their canines will have loosened in their gums.
Next 4-6 weeks — Mutations will continue to occur until the ears have fully reshaped, fingernails have grown in thickness, and canines have fallen out and regrown.
Two months post infection — Medication will fail at this stage of infection and beyond. Chronic symptoms will have faded and pupils will have changed color.
Three to four months post infection — The infected person will continue to adapt to their heightened senses of sound and light reception. It is likely they will experience extreme highs and lows of energy as well as develop strange mood swings.
Five months post infection — The infected person's mood swings will have stabilized. They will experience strange cravings which will turn into a sudden and desperate need to consume larger portions of protein-heavy meals as well as a greater intake of fluids. Eventually the infected person's cardiovascular system will begin to fluoresce and their digestive system will rapidly heat up along with their increase in consumption.
Six months post infection — An increase in intensity of the above cravings and continued internal rise in temperature and bioluminescence. Some random advantageous mutations will begin to occur.
Seven months post infection — The infected person's internals will calm down and only heat up/fluoresce when stimulated. Individual-specific mutations will have solidified.
Beyond seven months — The infected person is now an Absolute Solver Host with a virus fully integrated into their brain and heart. They should be capable of fully utilizing their advantageous mutations.
Disassembly Virus Infection Timeline:
First 10-15 minutes — The infected person will experience rapidly intensifying muscle pain and uncontrollable spasms. They will begin to lose all of their memories.
20 minutes post infection — The infected person will no longer be able to recall anything but basic life functions. Their muscles will seize and they will be unable to move.
30 minutes post infection — The infected person's body will be broken down into a sturdier variant of LBW with internal organs and bone structures intact.
12-24 hours post infection — The infected person's body will have reshaped itself into a larger more predatory-adapted build. The time it takes for this to occur largely depends on the size of the emerging solver spawn.
48+ hours post infection — The infected person no longer exists. They have become solver spawn and have likely consumed several people per meal to satisfy both their need for food and blood. They will have learned how to fly and how to hunt. These tactics will develop over time. They will not remember who they were. Though they appear to understand the languages they used to, they cannot speak. They are not capable of sympathy towards people and see them as prey.
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Alright, this little fic has been sitting in my drafts for long enough; have the post-series Uzi, N, and V meeting the episode one Uzi, N, and V. @halfananiteacid it’s finally done!
It’s a nice night out tonight — overcast, but in a cool way that makes you feel the urge to brood dramatically from somewhere high up. N and V are with me too. We’re trying to scavenge for other places to get oil so we don’t keep eating everyone in the bunker. Which.. fair, I guess.
“Does anyone else feel kinda weird?" I ask suddenly, “like they’re having deja vu?” N’s face scrunches up. “It kinda seems like a dream I had, but I don’t remember what it was about.” “No, it’s definitely got weird vibes,” V agrees.
A flash of lightning flickers overhead, then arcs downward into the ground, blasting into the snow and melting it in a fraction of a second. The three of us jump away from the charged beam of electricity, getting into fighting positions beside one another.
Steam rises from where the heat of the blast hit the ground — burned all the way through the ice. Three drones stand in the divot of melted snow. A worker and two disassembly drones. The rising vapor turns them to warped silhouettes as the strike vanishes into the air, leaving strangers in its wake.
The first to stumble though the weird haze is a disassembly drone. She’s- What the heck? She kinda looks like… V shoves me lightly aside and confronts the stranger. A large energy blaster replaces her hand and she aims it at the impossibly familiar disassembly drone’s chest.
“Who the hell are you!? Why do you look like- like that?” The ‘X’ on the newcomer’s face flickers, but before she can answer, a worker dressed in purple and a large black hoodie coughs on the smoke and waves it away with a free hand. Tucked beneath her arm and other hand is a glowing railgun — shining red from use.
Her purple eyes lock with mine, which look exactly like hers, only mine are partially gold now. “What the..? Why the heck do you look like me?!” the both of us gasp at the same time. N steps up from behind me, curiously bending down a bit to examine the me that.. isn’t.. me.
“Look out!” the other Uzi jumps to my side, swinging the butt of her railgun across N’s face. “Hey!” I gasp and grab her arm before she can do it again, but the other me shakes it off. “What’s your problem?! I’m saving your life!”
In a flash of sharp silver metal, V lunges at the new me, shoving her to the ground and ripping the weapon from her hands. “Woah, woah, V! Don’t hurt-!”
“I’m right here.” I whip around to find V, my V, slinking to my side with stress marks beginning to glow across her face. “She’s not.. I- I don’t know what she is,” V tells me, “She could be a clone of mine that somehow escaped Cyn, but then why is there another you?”
I can feel my optics widening into rings. “That can happen?!”
A sudden scream pierces the air, cutting off our confused puzzling. The oil within me goes cold at the sound of my own voice gasping for help. I turn around just in time to catch the other V dig her claws into the other me’s arms. N thankfully reacts before I do, yanking her off of my strange doppelgänger. He knocks her clawed hands back with a swipe of his sick sword arm and presses her to the snow, holding her back. The other V snarls and strikes at him with her tail before lurching backwards, face reappearing from her angered ‘X’.
“N?” Her crazed anger fades almost instantly.
“Yes, V?” All of us turn to the dying steam as the final drone wanders through it. “Wh-? N?!” The other V writhes her way out of N’s grasp and stalks in front of her version of N. “What’s going on?! Who are you?”
My N and V stand ready by both my sides while I look the two of them over. That N looks scragglier somehow, like the first time I met him — still recovering from the last time J attacked him. The other V.. honestly just looks kinda scared right now.
Wait.. where’s the other me?
I break away from N and V and help her up as she shakily lifts herself from the snow. “I don’t need help,” she grumbles, but she lets me bring her upright anyway. She stares at me for a while, looking over my bi-colored eyes and glancing over at N and V. “Are you like.. a disassembly drone version of me?” she asks hesitantly, “You look really freakin cool, like something badass happened to me.”
I grin, accidentally bearing my new sharp teeth at her. “Something very badass and edgy and cool happened to me!” I correct the other me eagerly, “but I’m not a disassembly drone, I’m scarier than that.” Her brows scrunch up. She points past me at the others. “Then what the hell do you have them for? Like pets or something?”
I can hear V sneer in the background and I turn to give her a look. She rolls her eyes at the notion, but her worry marks flicker into the tiniest bit of blush. N’s eyes get really big, but he doesn’t say anything.
“Nah, they’re my… Well, they’re my partners now, actually.” I do my best to keep my emotions in check; saying that aloud makes my core flutter.
“WHAT?!” the other me gasps, “Ew! What the-?! No! That’s such a weird and.. c-crazy thing to want! No one would be insane enough to date a murder- two murder drones! I thought you were the cooler me!”
I flare out a wing to block the two of us from sight and pull her a bit further aside. “What were you doing before you got here?” I ask. “Huh?” “What were you doing before you got here?” “I was running from the corpse spire; it’s a long story, but I was looking for parts for my railgun when-”
“Yeah yeah yeah, I know all that, it’s what happened to me forever ago.” I excitedly take her hand and squeeze it, “You’re me from like a year ago.” “I am?!” Nodding, I release her hand and gesture to the others.
“Look, we’re gonna get two hot vampires to date in the future, and have awesome cursed witch powers ok? I know that’s exactly what you want because I’m you, so just trust me on this.” The other me stares at me with eyes so wide her eyebrows lift off her screen. She nods slowly, stepping back to stare at my wings. I quickly put them away. I also don’t mention all the fucked-up crazy stuff that happens to me — to us, I guess — along the way. She’ll figure it out when it happens.
I return to N and V with the other me trailing behind at a distance. My V is in a yelling match with her counterpart, and the other N’s are puzzling over why there’s two of me. They seem to have accepted the fact that there’s two of them for some reason.
“V, N?” both my disassembly drones pause what they’re doing to look back at me. “I figured it out!” I announce, “These three are us from a year ago. Before we all knew eachother.”
“Is it true?!” the past V gasps, jutting a clawed finger at me. “Did you kill Cyn?” I blink at her, taken aback. “H-Huh?” My V comes to my rescue, looping her tail protectively around me. “She did!” V insists, “Look!” I yelp as V grabs my tail and shows her Cyn’s awful head. V gives me a split second apologetic look before turning back. “This is all that’ll be left of Cyn.”
The other V glares at her skeptically. “You expect me to trust that little emo thing is going to kill what we couldn’t for like.. forever?”
“Yes,” V replies immediately. “You’ll want to kill her when she starts getting taken over, but you have to let her live. I’m serious. She’s gonna save your life someday- our life, and it’ll be better than it ever was, I swear. Better than the manor, better than all of it before then.”
The other V still looks unconvinced, but her claws fold away into normal hands again, and she gives the ground she’s staring through a desperately longing look. When she finally glances back up, she examines my V from afar. “And you’re living that life.. right now?” V nods, “If I’m you from the future, you’ll get here too. The only horrible shit you’ll ever see again will be in your nightmares, and that’s it.”
In a fraction of a second, the other V’s eyes well with tears before she shakes them off. “That’s impossible.” But she says it like she doesn’t believe it.
“I uhh, I don’t mean to interrupt, but I kinda want to ask this before I forget.” Everyone turns to face the other N. “Oh! You didn’t have to stop everything!” he gasps when everyone quiets to listen to him, “I was just wondering where J is.”
All three of us — me, N, and V — give eachother sideways glances. “She’s out on a solo mission, buddy,” N tells his duplicate. “I know you’re worried about her, but sometimes she needs space to do her own thing.”
I mean I guess he isn’t wrong. J’s been ‘out on a solo mission’ since I defeated Cyn. No one’s been able to find her since. V says she probably doesn’t want to be found, but N keeps trying to find her anyway.
From nowhere, crackling electricity flickers upwards from the ground, which, you know, should be impossible, but so is all of this. The reverse lightning strike rockets back into the sky.
“I- I think that’s our cue to get back,” the other N gasps.
My past self steps towards the strange light, then turns to me. “Things’ll.. all work out in the future, right?” “Yeah,” I answer with a shrug, “Eventually.” She nods to me, then rushes in. The other N follows her.
V’s past self takes one last long look at the three of us. “Are you three like.. together?” she asks us. “Yep,” I respond. Just for fun I stand on my toes and kiss her future self on the cheek. My V blushes. The other V balks at the loving gesture.
“Oh hell no. That is not happening. No way. I’m gonna make sure of that.” She turns her back on us, then steps through into the crackling bolt a moment before it zaps away into the sky.
Thanks! I really liked the idea of their past selves getting to see how much they’ll grow over the course of the series, and then this little fic was written over like two hours in the middle of the night lol
That’s honestly my favorite thing to do with V when I write her. I have like five whole fic chapters of V figuring out she’s bi and it’s still my favorite one I’ve written
There’s so many ways for it to be both silly and devastatingly angsty and I love dipping into both. I like to think Uzi was the first girl V really felt close to emotionally, because J likes to keep things professional and Lizzy really isn’t a let’s-talk-about-our-feelings kinda girlie. Uzi actually lets her talk about tough stuff without making her feel inferior about it, and actually really listens. So when V’s feelings towards Uzi start to feel like how she once felt about N (and still kinda does) she kinda starts to freak out a bit because that’s just.. never happened to her before.
Alright, this little fic has been sitting in my drafts for long enough; have the post-series Uzi, N, and V meeting the episode one Uzi, N, and V. @halfananiteacid it’s finally done!
It’s a nice night out tonight — overcast, but in a cool way that makes you feel the urge to brood dramatically from somewhere high up. N and V are with me too. We’re trying to scavenge for other places to get oil so we don’t keep eating everyone in the bunker. Which.. fair, I guess.
“Does anyone else feel kinda weird?" I ask suddenly, “like they’re having deja vu?” N’s face scrunches up. “It kinda seems like a dream I had, but I don’t remember what it was about.” “No, it’s definitely got weird vibes,” V agrees.
A flash of lightning flickers overhead, then arcs downward into the ground, blasting into the snow and melting it in a fraction of a second. The three of us jump away from the charged beam of electricity, getting into fighting positions beside one another.
Steam rises from where the heat of the blast hit the ground — burned all the way through the ice. Three drones stand in the divot of melted snow. A worker and two disassembly drones. The rising vapor turns them to warped silhouettes as the strike vanishes into the air, leaving strangers in its wake.
The first to stumble though the weird haze is a disassembly drone. She’s- What the heck? She kinda looks like… V shoves me lightly aside and confronts the stranger. A large energy blaster replaces her hand and she aims it at the impossibly familiar disassembly drone’s chest.
“Who the hell are you!? Why do you look like- like that?” The ‘X’ on the newcomer’s face flickers, but before she can answer, a worker dressed in purple and a large black hoodie coughs on the smoke and waves it away with a free hand. Tucked beneath her arm and other hand is a glowing railgun — shining red from use.
Her purple eyes lock with mine, which look exactly like hers, only mine are partially gold now. “What the..? Why the heck do you look like me?!” the both of us gasp at the same time. N steps up from behind me, curiously bending down a bit to examine the me that.. isn’t.. me.
“Look out!” the other Uzi jumps to my side, swinging the butt of her railgun across N’s face. “Hey!” I gasp and grab her arm before she can do it again, but the other me shakes it off. “What’s your problem?! I’m saving your life!”
In a flash of sharp silver metal, V lunges at the new me, shoving her to the ground and ripping the weapon from her hands. “Woah, woah, V! Don’t hurt-!”
“I’m right here.” I whip around to find V, my V, slinking to my side with stress marks beginning to glow across her face. “She’s not.. I- I don’t know what she is,” V tells me, “She could be a clone of mine that somehow escaped Cyn, but then why is there another you?”
I can feel my optics widening into rings. “That can happen?!”
A sudden scream pierces the air, cutting off our confused puzzling. The oil within me goes cold at the sound of my own voice gasping for help. I turn around just in time to catch the other V dig her claws into the other me’s arms. N thankfully reacts before I do, yanking her off of my strange doppelgänger. He knocks her clawed hands back with a swipe of his sick sword arm and presses her to the snow, holding her back. The other V snarls and strikes at him with her tail before lurching backwards, face reappearing from her angered ‘X’.
“N?” Her crazed anger fades almost instantly.
“Yes, V?” All of us turn to the dying steam as the final drone wanders through it. “Wh-? N?!” The other V writhes her way out of N’s grasp and stalks in front of her version of N. “What’s going on?! Who are you?”
My N and V stand ready by both my sides while I look the two of them over. That N looks scragglier somehow, like the first time I met him — still recovering from the last time J attacked him. The other V.. honestly just looks kinda scared right now.
Wait.. where’s the other me?
I break away from N and V and help her up as she shakily lifts herself from the snow. “I don’t need help,” she grumbles, but she lets me bring her upright anyway. She stares at me for a while, looking over my bi-colored eyes and glancing over at N and V. “Are you like.. a disassembly drone version of me?” she asks hesitantly, “You look really freakin cool, like something badass happened to me.”
I grin, accidentally bearing my new sharp teeth at her. “Something very badass and edgy and cool happened to me!” I correct the other me eagerly, “but I’m not a disassembly drone, I’m scarier than that.” Her brows scrunch up. She points past me at the others. “Then what the hell do you have them for? Like pets or something?”
I can hear V sneer in the background and I turn to give her a look. She rolls her eyes at the notion, but her worry marks flicker into the tiniest bit of blush. N’s eyes get really big, but he doesn’t say anything.
“Nah, they’re my… Well, they’re my partners now, actually.” I do my best to keep my emotions in check; saying that aloud makes my core flutter.
“WHAT?!” the other me gasps, “Ew! What the-?! No! That’s such a weird and.. c-crazy thing to want! No one would be insane enough to date a murder- two murder drones! I thought you were the cooler me!”
I flare out a wing to block the two of us from sight and pull her a bit further aside. “What were you doing before you got here?” I ask. “Huh?” “What were you doing before you got here?” “I was running from the corpse spire; it’s a long story, but I was looking for parts for my railgun when-”
“Yeah yeah yeah, I know all that, it’s what happened to me forever ago.” I excitedly take her hand and squeeze it, “You’re me from like a year ago.” “I am?!” Nodding, I release her hand and gesture to the others.
“Look, we’re gonna get two hot vampires to date in the future, and have awesome cursed witch powers ok? I know that’s exactly what you want because I’m you, so just trust me on this.” The other me stares at me with eyes so wide her eyebrows lift off her screen. She nods slowly, stepping back to stare at my wings. I quickly put them away. I also don’t mention all the fucked-up crazy stuff that happens to me — to us, I guess — along the way. She’ll figure it out when it happens.
I return to N and V with the other me trailing behind at a distance. My V is in a yelling match with her counterpart, and the other N’s are puzzling over why there’s two of me. They seem to have accepted the fact that there’s two of them for some reason.
“V, N?” both my disassembly drones pause what they’re doing to look back at me. “I figured it out!” I announce, “These three are us from a year ago. Before we all knew eachother.”
“Is it true?!” the past V gasps, jutting a clawed finger at me. “Did you kill Cyn?” I blink at her, taken aback. “H-Huh?” My V comes to my rescue, looping her tail protectively around me. “She did!” V insists, “Look!” I yelp as V grabs my tail and shows her Cyn’s awful head. V gives me a split second apologetic look before turning back. “This is all that’ll be left of Cyn.”
The other V glares at her skeptically. “You expect me to trust that little emo thing is going to kill what we couldn’t for like.. forever?”
“Yes,” V replies immediately. “You’ll want to kill her when she starts getting taken over, but you have to let her live. I’m serious. She’s gonna save your life someday- our life, and it’ll be better than it ever was, I swear. Better than the manor, better than all of it before then.”
The other V still looks unconvinced, but her claws fold away into normal hands again, and she gives the ground she’s staring through a desperately longing look. When she finally glances back up, she examines my V from afar. “And you’re living that life.. right now?” V nods, “If I’m you from the future, you’ll get here too. The only horrible shit you’ll ever see again will be in your nightmares, and that’s it.”
In a fraction of a second, the other V’s eyes well with tears before she shakes them off. “That’s impossible.” But she says it like she doesn’t believe it.
“I uhh, I don’t mean to interrupt, but I kinda want to ask this before I forget.” Everyone turns to face the other N. “Oh! You didn’t have to stop everything!” he gasps when everyone quiets to listen to him, “I was just wondering where J is.”
All three of us — me, N, and V — give eachother sideways glances. “She’s out on a solo mission, buddy,” N tells his duplicate. “I know you’re worried about her, but sometimes she needs space to do her own thing.”
I mean I guess he isn’t wrong. J’s been ‘out on a solo mission’ since I defeated Cyn. No one’s been able to find her since. V says she probably doesn’t want to be found, but N keeps trying to find her anyway.
From nowhere, crackling electricity flickers upwards from the ground, which, you know, should be impossible, but so is all of this. The reverse lightning strike rockets back into the sky.
“I- I think that’s our cue to get back,” the other N gasps.
My past self steps towards the strange light, then turns to me. “Things’ll.. all work out in the future, right?” “Yeah,” I answer with a shrug, “Eventually.” She nods to me, then rushes in. The other N follows her.
V’s past self takes one last long look at the three of us. “Are you three like.. together?” she asks us. “Yep,” I respond. Just for fun I stand on my toes and kiss her future self on the cheek. My V blushes. The other V balks at the loving gesture.
“Oh hell no. That is not happening. No way. I’m gonna make sure of that.” She turns her back on us, then steps through into the crackling bolt a moment before it zaps away into the sky.
Thanks! I really liked the idea of their past selves getting to see how much they’ll grow over the course of the series, and then this little fic was written over like two hours in the middle of the night lol
That’s honestly my favorite thing to do with V when I write her. I have like five whole fic chapters of V figuring out she’s bi and it’s still my favorite one I’ve written
Alright, this little fic has been sitting in my drafts for long enough; have the post-series Uzi, N, and V meeting the episode one Uzi, N, and V. @halfananiteacid it’s finally done!
It’s a nice night out tonight — overcast, but in a cool way that makes you feel the urge to brood dramatically from somewhere high up. N and V are with me too. We’re trying to scavenge for other places to get oil so we don’t keep eating everyone in the bunker. Which.. fair, I guess.
“Does anyone else feel kinda weird?" I ask suddenly, “like they’re having deja vu?” N’s face scrunches up. “It kinda seems like a dream I had, but I don’t remember what it was about.” “No, it’s definitely got weird vibes,” V agrees.
A flash of lightning flickers overhead, then arcs downward into the ground, blasting into the snow and melting it in a fraction of a second. The three of us jump away from the charged beam of electricity, getting into fighting positions beside one another.
Steam rises from where the heat of the blast hit the ground — burned all the way through the ice. Three drones stand in the divot of melted snow. A worker and two disassembly drones. The rising vapor turns them to warped silhouettes as the strike vanishes into the air, leaving strangers in its wake.
The first to stumble though the weird haze is a disassembly drone. She’s- What the heck? She kinda looks like… V shoves me lightly aside and confronts the stranger. A large energy blaster replaces her hand and she aims it at the impossibly familiar disassembly drone’s chest.
“Who the hell are you!? Why do you look like- like that?” The ‘X’ on the newcomer’s face flickers, but before she can answer, a worker dressed in purple and a large black hoodie coughs on the smoke and waves it away with a free hand. Tucked beneath her arm and other hand is a glowing railgun — shining red from use.
Her purple eyes lock with mine, which look exactly like hers, only mine are partially gold now. “What the..? Why the heck do you look like me?!” the both of us gasp at the same time. N steps up from behind me, curiously bending down a bit to examine the me that.. isn’t.. me.
“Look out!” the other Uzi jumps to my side, swinging the butt of her railgun across N’s face. “Hey!” I gasp and grab her arm before she can do it again, but the other me shakes it off. “What’s your problem?! I’m saving your life!”
In a flash of sharp silver metal, V lunges at the new me, shoving her to the ground and ripping the weapon from her hands. “Woah, woah, V! Don’t hurt-!”
“I’m right here.” I whip around to find V, my V, slinking to my side with stress marks beginning to glow across her face. “She’s not.. I- I don’t know what she is,” V tells me, “She could be a clone of mine that somehow escaped Cyn, but then why is there another you?”
I can feel my optics widening into rings. “That can happen?!”
A sudden scream pierces the air, cutting off our confused puzzling. The oil within me goes cold at the sound of my own voice gasping for help. I turn around just in time to catch the other V dig her claws into the other me’s arms. N thankfully reacts before I do, yanking her off of my strange doppelgänger. He knocks her clawed hands back with a swipe of his sick sword arm and presses her to the snow, holding her back. The other V snarls and strikes at him with her tail before lurching backwards, face reappearing from her angered ‘X’.
“N?” Her crazed anger fades almost instantly.
“Yes, V?” All of us turn to the dying steam as the final drone wanders through it. “Wh-? N?!” The other V writhes her way out of N’s grasp and stalks in front of her version of N. “What’s going on?! Who are you?”
My N and V stand ready by both my sides while I look the two of them over. That N looks scragglier somehow, like the first time I met him — still recovering from the last time J attacked him. The other V.. honestly just looks kinda scared right now.
Wait.. where’s the other me?
I break away from N and V and help her up as she shakily lifts herself from the snow. “I don’t need help,” she grumbles, but she lets me bring her upright anyway. She stares at me for a while, looking over my bi-colored eyes and glancing over at N and V. “Are you like.. a disassembly drone version of me?” she asks hesitantly, “You look really freakin cool, like something badass happened to me.”
I grin, accidentally bearing my new sharp teeth at her. “Something very badass and edgy and cool happened to me!” I correct the other me eagerly, “but I’m not a disassembly drone, I’m scarier than that.” Her brows scrunch up. She points past me at the others. “Then what the hell do you have them for? Like pets or something?”
I can hear V sneer in the background and I turn to give her a look. She rolls her eyes at the notion, but her worry marks flicker into the tiniest bit of blush. N’s eyes get really big, but he doesn’t say anything.
“Nah, they’re my… Well, they’re my partners now, actually.” I do my best to keep my emotions in check; saying that aloud makes my core flutter.
“WHAT?!” the other me gasps, “Ew! What the-?! No! That’s such a weird and.. c-crazy thing to want! No one would be insane enough to date a murder- two murder drones! I thought you were the cooler me!”
I flare out a wing to block the two of us from sight and pull her a bit further aside. “What were you doing before you got here?” I ask. “Huh?” “What were you doing before you got here?” “I was running from the corpse spire; it’s a long story, but I was looking for parts for my railgun when-”
“Yeah yeah yeah, I know all that, it’s what happened to me forever ago.” I excitedly take her hand and squeeze it, “You’re me from like a year ago.” “I am?!” Nodding, I release her hand and gesture to the others.
“Look, we’re gonna get two hot vampires to date in the future, and have awesome cursed witch powers ok? I know that’s exactly what you want because I’m you, so just trust me on this.” The other me stares at me with eyes so wide her eyebrows lift off her screen. She nods slowly, stepping back to stare at my wings. I quickly put them away. I also don’t mention all the fucked-up crazy stuff that happens to me — to us, I guess — along the way. She’ll figure it out when it happens.
I return to N and V with the other me trailing behind at a distance. My V is in a yelling match with her counterpart, and the other N’s are puzzling over why there’s two of me. They seem to have accepted the fact that there’s two of them for some reason.
“V, N?” both my disassembly drones pause what they’re doing to look back at me. “I figured it out!” I announce, “These three are us from a year ago. Before we all knew eachother.”
“Is it true?!” the past V gasps, jutting a clawed finger at me. “Did you kill Cyn?” I blink at her, taken aback. “H-Huh?” My V comes to my rescue, looping her tail protectively around me. “She did!” V insists, “Look!” I yelp as V grabs my tail and shows her Cyn’s awful head. V gives me a split second apologetic look before turning back. “This is all that’ll be left of Cyn.”
The other V glares at her skeptically. “You expect me to trust that little emo thing is going to kill what we couldn’t for like.. forever?”
“Yes,” V replies immediately. “You’ll want to kill her when she starts getting taken over, but you have to let her live. I’m serious. She’s gonna save your life someday- our life, and it’ll be better than it ever was, I swear. Better than the manor, better than all of it before then.”
The other V still looks unconvinced, but her claws fold away into normal hands again, and she gives the ground she’s staring through a desperately longing look. When she finally glances back up, she examines my V from afar. “And you’re living that life.. right now?” V nods, “If I’m you from the future, you’ll get here too. The only horrible shit you’ll ever see again will be in your nightmares, and that’s it.”
In a fraction of a second, the other V’s eyes well with tears before she shakes them off. “That’s impossible.” But she says it like she doesn’t believe it.
“I uhh, I don’t mean to interrupt, but I kinda want to ask this before I forget.” Everyone turns to face the other N. “Oh! You didn’t have to stop everything!” he gasps when everyone quiets to listen to him, “I was just wondering where J is.”
All three of us — me, N, and V — give eachother sideways glances. “She’s out on a solo mission, buddy,” N tells his duplicate. “I know you’re worried about her, but sometimes she needs space to do her own thing.”
I mean I guess he isn’t wrong. J’s been ‘out on a solo mission’ since I defeated Cyn. No one’s been able to find her since. V says she probably doesn’t want to be found, but N keeps trying to find her anyway.
From nowhere, crackling electricity flickers upwards from the ground, which, you know, should be impossible, but so is all of this. The reverse lightning strike rockets back into the sky.
“I- I think that’s our cue to get back,” the other N gasps.
My past self steps towards the strange light, then turns to me. “Things’ll.. all work out in the future, right?” “Yeah,” I answer with a shrug, “Eventually.” She nods to me, then rushes in. The other N follows her.
V’s past self takes one last long look at the three of us. “Are you three like.. together?” she asks us. “Yep,” I respond. Just for fun I stand on my toes and kiss her future self on the cheek. My V blushes. The other V balks at the loving gesture.
“Oh hell no. That is not happening. No way. I’m gonna make sure of that.” She turns her back on us, then steps through into the crackling bolt a moment before it zaps away into the sky.
Thanks! I really liked the idea of their past selves getting to see how much they’ll grow over the course of the series, and then this little fic was written over like two hours in the middle of the night lol
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Alright, this little fic has been sitting in my drafts for long enough; have the post-series Uzi, N, and V meeting the episode one Uzi, N, and V. @halfananiteacid it’s finally done!
It’s a nice night out tonight — overcast, but in a cool way that makes you feel the urge to brood dramatically from somewhere high up. N and V are with me too. We’re trying to scavenge for other places to get oil so we don’t keep eating everyone in the bunker. Which.. fair, I guess.
“Does anyone else feel kinda weird?" I ask suddenly, “like they’re having deja vu?” N’s face scrunches up. “It kinda seems like a dream I had, but I don’t remember what it was about.” “No, it’s definitely got weird vibes,” V agrees.
A flash of lightning flickers overhead, then arcs downward into the ground, blasting into the snow and melting it in a fraction of a second. The three of us jump away from the charged beam of electricity, getting into fighting positions beside one another.
Steam rises from where the heat of the blast hit the ground — burned all the way through the ice. Three drones stand in the divot of melted snow. A worker and two disassembly drones. The rising vapor turns them to warped silhouettes as the strike vanishes into the air, leaving strangers in its wake.
The first to stumble though the weird haze is a disassembly drone. She’s- What the heck? She kinda looks like… V shoves me lightly aside and confronts the stranger. A large energy blaster replaces her hand and she aims it at the impossibly familiar disassembly drone’s chest.
“Who the hell are you!? Why do you look like- like that?” The ‘X’ on the newcomer’s face flickers, but before she can answer, a worker dressed in purple and a large black hoodie coughs on the smoke and waves it away with a free hand. Tucked beneath her arm and other hand is a glowing railgun — shining red from use.
Her purple eyes lock with mine, which look exactly like hers, only mine are partially gold now. “What the..? Why the heck do you look like me?!” the both of us gasp at the same time. N steps up from behind me, curiously bending down a bit to examine the me that.. isn’t.. me.
“Look out!” the other Uzi jumps to my side, swinging the butt of her railgun across N’s face. “Hey!” I gasp and grab her arm before she can do it again, but the other me shakes it off. “What’s your problem?! I’m saving your life!”
In a flash of sharp silver metal, V lunges at the new me, shoving her to the ground and ripping the weapon from her hands. “Woah, woah, V! Don’t hurt-!”
“I’m right here.” I whip around to find V, my V, slinking to my side with stress marks beginning to glow across her face. “She’s not.. I- I don’t know what she is,” V tells me, “She could be a clone of mine that somehow escaped Cyn, but then why is there another you?”
I can feel my optics widening into rings. “That can happen?!”
A sudden scream pierces the air, cutting off our confused puzzling. The oil within me goes cold at the sound of my own voice gasping for help. I turn around just in time to catch the other V dig her claws into the other me’s arms. N thankfully reacts before I do, yanking her off of my strange doppelgänger. He knocks her clawed hands back with a swipe of his sick sword arm and presses her to the snow, holding her back. The other V snarls and strikes at him with her tail before lurching backwards, face reappearing from her angered ‘X’.
“N?” Her crazed anger fades almost instantly.
“Yes, V?” All of us turn to the dying steam as the final drone wanders through it. “Wh-? N?!” The other V writhes her way out of N’s grasp and stalks in front of her version of N. “What’s going on?! Who are you?”
My N and V stand ready by both my sides while I look the two of them over. That N looks scragglier somehow, like the first time I met him — still recovering from the last time J attacked him. The other V.. honestly just looks kinda scared right now.
Wait.. where’s the other me?
I break away from N and V and help her up as she shakily lifts herself from the snow. “I don’t need help,” she grumbles, but she lets me bring her upright anyway. She stares at me for a while, looking over my bi-colored eyes and glancing over at N and V. “Are you like.. a disassembly drone version of me?” she asks hesitantly, “You look really freakin cool, like something badass happened to me.”
I grin, accidentally bearing my new sharp teeth at her. “Something very badass and edgy and cool happened to me!” I correct the other me eagerly, “but I’m not a disassembly drone, I’m scarier than that.” Her brows scrunch up. She points past me at the others. “Then what the hell do you have them for? Like pets or something?”
I can hear V sneer in the background and I turn to give her a look. She rolls her eyes at the notion, but her worry marks flicker into the tiniest bit of blush. N’s eyes get really big, but he doesn’t say anything.
“Nah, they’re my… Well, they’re my partners now, actually.” I do my best to keep my emotions in check; saying that aloud makes my core flutter.
“WHAT?!” the other me gasps, “Ew! What the-?! No! That’s such a weird and.. c-crazy thing to want! No one would be insane enough to date a murder- two murder drones! I thought you were the cooler me!”
I flare out a wing to block the two of us from sight and pull her a bit further aside. “What were you doing before you got here?” I ask. “Huh?” “What were you doing before you got here?” “I was running from the corpse spire; it’s a long story, but I was looking for parts for my railgun when-”
“Yeah yeah yeah, I know all that, it’s what happened to me forever ago.” I excitedly take her hand and squeeze it, “You’re me from like a year ago.” “I am?!” Nodding, I release her hand and gesture to the others.
“Look, we’re gonna get two hot vampires to date in the future, and have awesome cursed witch powers ok? I know that’s exactly what you want because I’m you, so just trust me on this.” The other me stares at me with eyes so wide her eyebrows lift off her screen. She nods slowly, stepping back to stare at my wings. I quickly put them away. I also don’t mention all the fucked-up crazy stuff that happens to me — to us, I guess — along the way. She’ll figure it out when it happens.
I return to N and V with the other me trailing behind at a distance. My V is in a yelling match with her counterpart, and the other N’s are puzzling over why there’s two of me. They seem to have accepted the fact that there’s two of them for some reason.
“V, N?” both my disassembly drones pause what they’re doing to look back at me. “I figured it out!” I announce, “These three are us from a year ago. Before we all knew eachother.”
“Is it true?!” the past V gasps, jutting a clawed finger at me. “Did you kill Cyn?” I blink at her, taken aback. “H-Huh?” My V comes to my rescue, looping her tail protectively around me. “She did!” V insists, “Look!” I yelp as V grabs my tail and shows her Cyn’s awful head. V gives me a split second apologetic look before turning back. “This is all that’ll be left of Cyn.”
The other V glares at her skeptically. “You expect me to trust that little emo thing is going to kill what we couldn’t for like.. forever?”
“Yes,” V replies immediately. “You’ll want to kill her when she starts getting taken over, but you have to let her live. I’m serious. She’s gonna save your life someday- our life, and it’ll be better than it ever was, I swear. Better than the manor, better than all of it before then.”
The other V still looks unconvinced, but her claws fold away into normal hands again, and she gives the ground she’s staring through a desperately longing look. When she finally glances back up, she examines my V from afar. “And you’re living that life.. right now?” V nods, “If I’m you from the future, you’ll get here too. The only horrible shit you’ll ever see again will be in your nightmares, and that’s it.”
In a fraction of a second, the other V’s eyes well with tears before she shakes them off. “That’s impossible.” But she says it like she doesn’t believe it.
“I uhh, I don’t mean to interrupt, but I kinda want to ask this before I forget.” Everyone turns to face the other N. “Oh! You didn’t have to stop everything!” he gasps when everyone quiets to listen to him, “I was just wondering where J is.”
All three of us — me, N, and V — give eachother sideways glances. “She’s out on a solo mission, buddy,” N tells his duplicate. “I know you’re worried about her, but sometimes she needs space to do her own thing.”
I mean I guess he isn’t wrong. J’s been ‘out on a solo mission’ since I defeated Cyn. No one’s been able to find her since. V says she probably doesn’t want to be found, but N keeps trying to find her anyway.
From nowhere, crackling electricity flickers upwards from the ground, which, you know, should be impossible, but so is all of this. The reverse lightning strike rockets back into the sky.
“I- I think that’s our cue to get back,” the other N gasps.
My past self steps towards the strange light, then turns to me. “Things’ll.. all work out in the future, right?” “Yeah,” I answer with a shrug, “Eventually.” She nods to me, then rushes in. The other N follows her.
V’s past self takes one last long look at the three of us. “Are you three like.. together?” she asks us. “Yep,” I respond. Just for fun I stand on my toes and kiss her future self on the cheek. My V blushes. The other V balks at the loving gesture.
“Oh hell no. That is not happening. No way. I’m gonna make sure of that.” She turns her back on us, then steps through into the crackling bolt a moment before it zaps away into the sky.
