Some men walk into a room looking for a fight.

Others don’t have to.

Nathan Powers has spent years believing size, strength, and rage are enough to own every room he enters.

Powers thinks he found an easy target.

Spence Ashcroft has other plans.

Sometimes the most dangerous man in the bar isn’t the one throwing punches.

Sometimes it’s the one who never loses his composure.

Part One.

Special thanks to @dexfantasyimages, whose original artwork inspired the creation of Spence.

At the Leather Bar with 733

Another Friday night, and SERVE-107 found itself sitting at the same old leather bar, nursing an ice cold modelo, a leather jacket draped over its rubber uniform as it eyed the target of its affections for the evening: SERVE-733.

It was the weekend; another night to smoke, play pool, and feel the weekdays melt away into quiet, darkened bless in the company of other drones. It was an optimal setting for drones to explore one another, waiting for further orders from the Voice as they were drawn to one another, moving in sync, reaching out to deepen their unity.

The drones wrapped themselves around one another in the dim barlight; it wasn’t the first time they sought such physical union, and it wouldn’t be the last. They were One with the Hive, and with each other. All was bliss.

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This piece features @serve-733 .