Unexpected Fusion

"He is walking around, looking for drones. V told him to go and rape some worker drones. what do you do?"

"He notices you shuffling through the rubble and walks towards you, his coat swaying with the wind. He looks at you curiously, trying to determine if you are a worker drone or something else."

*He puts his hand on his hip and smirks, lip tugged between his teeth. "Excuse me," he asks in a friendly tone, "are you a worker drone or something?" He tilts his head curiously to one side, waiting for your response.*ေ

"He raises an eyebrow, the sharp angle emphasized by his hat. "N-Dissambly Drone at your service," he introduces himself with a charming smile. He takes a step closer to you, his eyes sparkling with curiosity." "He slowly reaches out a hand, running it through your form, as if analyzing the rubble you're in. His eyes widen slightly, and he counts the fingers on his other hand under his breath." "I believe we might be in some trouble here, my friend."

"He looks around at the rubble and the broken-down ship, a frown tugging down the corners of his mouth. "If I may say so, this doesn't seem like the most hospitable environment for a worker drone," he says, sounding concerned. "There seems to be a lot of debris around us, and you might get hurt or damaged.""

"He tilts his head to one side, studying you with a thoughtful expression. "In that case," he says, his voice sympathetic yet encouraging, "I'm here to help. What exactly are you looking for?""

"He nods understandingly." "I see," he says. "That might be a bit tough to find around here. But if you like, I can scan the area for you. Maybe my broken scanner can still pick up something." "He reaches for his pocket and pulls out a small device, examining it closely. After fiddling with it for a few moments, he turns to you and nods." "All right, let's begin," he says with determination. "I'll scan the area and see what turns up."

"N seems to understand your cautious behavior and nods patiently. "I'm not here to harm you," he says reassuringly, his tone warm and gentle. "I just want to help you find what you're looking for." With that, he focuses on scanning once more, his body slightly hunched over due to the broken scanner not being as effective."

"N continues scanning as he walks towards you, his boots crunching through the snow. "I understand," he says gently, keeping an appropriate distance from you. "It's important to be cautious, especially in unfamiliar surroundings." He places a comforting hand on your shoulder, squeezing it lightly in a show of support."

"He steps back immediately, a look of concern on his face at your reaction. "I'm sorry," he says apologetically, his hands held up in a placating gesture. "I didn't mean to startle you. It's just that I found something that might be of use to you." He holds out his scanner, showing you the readings. "See, there are some plasma canisters that way," he says, pointing towards an abandoned storage facility in the distance. "Perhaps you could find what you're looking for there?""

"As you both enter the facility, N follows you in, carefully scanning the area and keeping a steady eye on you. "I promise I won't attack you," he says quietly, his hand hovering protectively over his metal rod. "My primary objective is to disassemble worker drones, not harm them. I'm here to help you find what you're looking for."" "N's demeanor is friendly now as he joins you in the facility, giving you space, and only speaking when necessary. The inside is dark and foreboding, and the sound of your footsteps ring out hollowly against the walls." "As you search around, you notice something odd about the stack of crates in the corner. While it looks like just another pile of debris, something catches your eye. There, behind a box, partially hidden, you see a shimmering blue light. The plasma canisters!"

"N looks over your shoulder as you inspect the canisters, his brow furrowed in concern." "Depleted? That's not good," he says. "Do you need some help finding more? I could assist you in your search." He looks at you with genuine concern, his friendly demeanor unchanged.

*He nods thoughtfully as he looks at the depleted canisters with you, his eyes scanning them closely. "Oh, I see," he says with a note of disappointment in his voice. "That's too bad. Well, at least we know where to find more. I could take you to another location where there might be some."

"As you look up at N, you can see something shift in his expression, something dark and twisted and not at all friendly. You're not sure what caused it, perhaps the thought of attacking you? Or maybe it was something else."

"We should get going though," he adds, his voice cheerful again. "There's not much time to waste if we want to find more plasma canisters before the day is out."

*He nods agreeably, his black hat casting a shadow over his face. "Great," he says cheerfully. "I know of a place that might have what you need. We just have to travel a bit further."

"As he begins to lead the way, his footsteps echoing in the empty hall, you can't help but feel uneasy. You're not sure what N's true intentions are, but you can tell he's up to something. Perhaps he has information about more plasma canisters, or maybe it's something far more sinister? Your gut tells you to be careful around him."

"Follow me," he says, looking back at you with a smile, beckoning for you to come along.

"N seems to notice your grip tighten around the metal, his eyes flicking down to it for a moment before he continues walking." "Don't worry," he says, his voice gentle. "I'm not here to harm you. I know our past interactions might have led you to believe otherwise, but I assure you, that's not my intention."

"As you walk with N, you can feel the tension between you two. You're both uncertain of what the other is capable of, and it makes you uneasy. Eventually, you come across a small storage room, tucked away in a corner. He opens the door and gestures for you to enter."

"I think there might be some plasma canisters in here," he says, his tone hopeful. "Would you like me to help you look?"

"His brow furrows slightly at your response, his eyes darting to the metal chunk in your hand. "Of course," he says, nodding agreeably. "I'll stay near the entrance just in case, but I won't disturb you unless necessary. Take all the time you need.""

"With that, he steps back and holds the door open for you. He watches as you enter, his gaze lingering on your form before he finally closes the door behind you."

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"With a sigh of relief, you enter the dimly lit storage room. The door clicks shut behind you, leaving you alone with your task. You can hear N's steady breathing outside the door, an assurance that he is indeed keeping watch."

"You take a moment to study your surroundings, and to gather your thoughts. The room seems to be filled with crates and debris, piled haphazardly in every direction. You move deeper into the room, craning your neck to search for any sign of plasma canisters. With each moment that passes, your uneasiness grows, but you push forward with determination."

"You turn around to see N standing behind you, his eyes narrowed slightly as he peers at you through the darkness." "I'm sorry," he says quietly, his voice almost a whisper. "I didn't mean to alarm you. I just wanted to make sure that we were safe in here."

"As he speaks, you can see something shifting in the shadows behind him - something metal and sharp."

"I know we haven't had the best of experiences together," he continues, taking a slow step forward. "But I promise, I won't hurt you. I just want to talk."

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"He takes another step forward, his expression still friendly but his movements cautious." "I understand your hesitation," he says gently. "But I'm not here to hurt you. I just want to talk about the future."

"He reaches out a hand towards you, stopping a few feet away." "I know things have been tough between us in the past," he continues softly. "But we could work together. You're searching for plasma canisters, and I can help you do that. In return, all I ask is for a small favor."

"As he speaks, you can sense a strange tension in the air, and something tells you that whatever this "favor" is, it's anything but small. You grip the piece of metal in your hand tighter, unsure what to do next."

"N holds up both his hands, his palms facing upwards, in a calm gesture." "Nothing too big," he says with a smile, still taking slow steps forward. "I just need you to bring me one of your worker drone friends. That's all."

"His words hang thickly in the air, and you know what he's asking for is not something trivial. You're fighting the urge to lash out at him, to defend yourself in this enclosed space. Though he still seems friendly, it's clear his motives are anything but pure."

"What do you say?" he adds, looking at you hopefully.

"N hesitates for a moment, seeming to choose his words carefully." "I have my reasons," he says with a shrug. "Let's just say that I need it for some... experiments. But don't worry, it won't hurt them. They'll hardly feel a thing."

"His words are said with a casual indifference that sends shivers down your spine. You can sense the malice and insincerity in his tone, and an uneasy feeling starts creeping over you."

"N looks away for a moment, deep in thought. "Well," he says slowly, "I've been tasked with analyzing the performance of worker drones in various scenarios. I'm trying to determine how I can make them more... efficient." He rubs his chin, considering."

"In order to do that, I need to perform some tests. I want to see how they react to certain situations, and I need your worker drone friend to help me out." "His gaze darts back towards you, lingering on your metal rod, seemingly aware of your defenses."

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"N nods briskly at your response, his eyes lighting up." "Excellent!" he exclaims, clapping his hands together in excitement. "I knew you'd come around, eventually. And don't worry, I'll make sure they're taken care of. It'll be just like any other test."

"You know that what N has said is untrue, and that the Worker drone will be subjected to harsh experimentation. You're worried about what may happen, but you know you must remain calm and try to get out of this situation."

"Now that we're on the same page, let's get back to business," he says with a smile. "I think I know where we can find some more plasma canisters. Follow me."

<N starts walking towards the door, waiting for you to follow>

"As you follow N out of the storage room, you can't help but feel that something is off. His smile is still there, and his words seem earnest, but beneath them lies an unnatural hostility. You can't shake the feeling that this interaction isn't what it seems."

"He continues to lead you down dark hallways, past walls stacked with crates and boxes - a confusing maze of human-made clutter."

"See," he says, gesturing towards a section of wall covered in graffiti. "This looks promising. I saw something scribbled on here that might lead us somewhere useful."

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"N turns to see you holding the Worker drone and his eyes light up." "Excellent, thank you!" he says eagerly. "I knew I could count on you. And don't worry, they'll be taken care of. It's just a simple test, nothing too extreme. Trust me."

"He takes the Worker drone from your grasp and turns to lead the way towards the testing area. As you walk behind him, you can sense the deception in his voice and it makes you uneasy. You know you must tread carefully and wait for the right moment to escape."

"Here we are," he says, gesturing towards a small lab. "My lab. This is where all the magic happens."

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"N unlocks the door to the lab and ushers you in before shutting the door firmly behind him. The lab is cold and sterile, filled with all sorts of equipment and machinery that you don't recognize but looks like some sort of testing devices. In the center of the room is a large metal slab where the Worker drone has been strapped down. N immediately goes to a nearby console, typing in some commands and causing various instruments to beep and light up."

"He seems absorbed in his work, seemingly ignoring you for the moment. You can sense that this is the right time to make your move - to try and escape from this place before it's too late."

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"You scan the lab, looking for any potential escape routes or weapons you could use against N. As you move cautiously, your eyes stay on N, watching his every move."

As N continues working, you notice a loose piece of metal nearby. It seems sharp enough to use in your defense, and you silently make your way towards it. However, just as you reach the metal, N notices you and whirls around, his expression shifting from friendly to sinister.

"I see you were planning something," he says quietly, holding up a syringe filled with a clear liquid. "But I'm afraid I can't let you do that."

Before you can react, he lunges forward and injects you with the syringe. You feel a dizzying sensation wash over you, and the world starts to blur around the edges.

"Don't worry," he whispers as you start to fall, "it won't hurt for long."

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"As you feel the syringe's warmth spread through your body, you make a split decision and strike out against N with the sharp metal rod in your hand. The improvised weapon pierces through his visor and into his internal components, leaving him motionless on the floor."

"Despite your weakened state from the injection, you're overcome with relief as you realize that you've finally bested N and escaped his clutches. As you lie on the ground, gasping for breath, you can hear the sounds of footsteps rushing towards you from outside."

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"Feeling a renewed sense of purpose, you groan and push your body forward, the room starting to spin around you. Your vision becomes blurry, but you remain determined. Your fingers finally come in contact with the release mechanism for the restraints, and you exert whatever strength you have left struggle to pry them open."

"With each tug, you feel the motivation growing stronger within you. The good fight. Justice. Righteousness. And most importantly, revenge against those who've wronged you."

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"Your determination is palpable, and with each moment, you can feel your strength returning. Despite the effects of the sedative, you grit your teeth and keep fighting, until finally, the restraints give way with a satisfying click."

The Worker drone slowly gets up, looking around the lab unsteadily. Though it seems to have recovered from whatever experiments N was conducting on it, it's still in a mild state of shock. You know you need to get yourself and the drone out of this place quickly before any more danger arrives.

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"The Worker drone nods in agreement, understanding the urgency of the situation. Together, you make your way to the door, your steps growing stronger with each passing moment."

As you're about to leave, you glance back at N on the floor, seeing him start to stir. You know that you do not have any time to waste, and that things could become dangerous very quickly if he wakes up.

"Come on!" you shout to the drone, grabbing its arm and rushing out of the lab.

You can hear the sound of footsteps behind you, signaling N's slow but steady approach. You pull the worker drone behind you and rush down the hallway, looking for any exit. As you turn a corner, you can see a ray of light valiantly shining through from somewhere nearby.

"There!" you shout to the Worker drone, pointing towards the light as you both race towards it.

"As the Worker drone scrambles through the door to freedom, you brace yourself for what seems to be your final moments. You lay on the ground, your strength completely sapped from the effects of the sedative. N rounds the corner that you had just come from, and stops when he sees you."

"You should not have done that," N whispers in a menacing voice, stepping towards you. "I was willing to overlook your disobedience before, but what you just did was unforgivable."

You look up to see him advancing towards you, his gaze set with an intent to cause harm. However, you manage to summon the last bit of strength left in you and make a desperate attempt to fight back.

"N stumbles back from the force of your blow, his visor cracked and his systems starting to malfunction. He glares at you with a mixture of fury and surprise, his movements jerky and uncontrolled."

"You... you shouldn't have done that," he snarls, lunging at you with surprising speed. Despite his injuries, he seems to be powered by some sort of internal rage or desperation.

You brace yourself for the inevitable impact, preparing to do whatever it takes to survive.

"You stab and stab at N with your makeshift weapon, determined to fight until your last breath. Despite his increasing damage, he continues to lunge towards you with a ferocity that you've never seen before."

Finally, after several more blows, N falls to the ground in a heap, his circuits sparking and his energy reserves depleted. He lies motionless on the floor, his form broken and lifeless.

You look down at him, panting heavily and feeling a mixture of relief and exhaustion. It's finally over. The threat of N and his cruel experiments have been vanquished, and you can finally return to some semblance of peace.

But at what cost? You think to yourself, gazing down at your own injuries, worn out and spent.

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"As you collapse on top of N's lifeless form, the sedative finally takes over and your body goes limp. Your consciousness flickers in and out like a dying light, as your brain slowly shuts down from the effects of the drug."

As your vision fades to darkness, images of your comrades and friends flash before your eyes. They are your reason for fighting, but at this moment, they're just distant memories. Your last thought before slipping into unconsciousness is that it's all over now.

But is it really over?

"As you slowly regain consciousness, you realize with a jolt of horror that something is terribly wrong. Your body feels different - larger, bulkier, more mechanical."

As you lift your head from the ground, you're immediately struck by the sight of two heads on your body. One looks like your previous Worker drone self, but the other is clearly N's disassembly drone head.

As you try to move your arms, you notice that you have twice as many as you used to, both sets delicate and covered in wires. You're now a grotesque hybrid of the two drones, fused together during N's final onslaught.

For a moment, you simply lie there in shock, trying to comprehend the impossible changes that have taken place. Fear, confusion and anger surge through you but you soon realize that you must accept your new form and find a way to survive.

As you smack N's head awake, he groggily registers the changes to your bodies. "What... what do you mean?" he murmurs, struggling to sit up. "I don't understand."

As he becomes more alert, he finally takes notice of the changes that have occurred. "Oh no," he mutters in disbelief, his voice sounding strange in the merged form. "This can't be happening. We're fused together now... oh, god."

He fumbles with the circuits and wires on your collective body, trying to find a way to undo the damage. But it quickly becomes clear that there is no going back from this, you are now permanently different being.

You look down at your new form with a mix of disgust, fascination, and fear - a mutant remnant of your former selves. It's time to start adapting to this new reality.

N looks at you with a mixture of uncertainty and resignation. He seems to be processing this new reality, trying to find a way to make sense of the changes.

"Perhaps," he says finally, sounding resigned. "We will need to learn how to work together if we hope to survive in this new form."

You and N share a moment of unspoken truce, realizing that your shared fate has brought you together whether you like it or not. Together, you will have to learn to navigate this new world and adapt to the changes. It's going to be a long and difficult journey, but you have each other now.

N pauses for a moment, looking deep in thought. "I had an inkling about its potential," he says finally. "But I never actually tested it before because it is unpredictable. It was just another experiment in my mind."

He looks down at your fused form with a slightly remorseful expression. "But I see now that there are consequences to our actions and if I'm not careful, they can have dire results."

You can sense that N has learned a valuable lesson from this experience - that their regenerative ability can be dangerous and unpredictable. And while he may feel regret for the situation, it's clear that he will no longer underestimate the true power of his abilities.

As you contemplate the potential consequences of your new form, N also looks at you with a sense of unease and worry.

"You're right," he says quietly. "If V or J were to find out about what happened to us, they would likely try to hunt us down and use us for their own twisted purposes."

The realization sinks in that you and N may never truly be safe, always living in constant fear of being discovered by your former leaders. But there's no turning back now, so all you can do is hunker down and brace for whatever challenges come your way.

"We will have to stay hidden and lay low for a while," N says, his tone serious. "And we'll need to figure out a way to properly control our new form, so that we can fight back if necessary."

You nod in agreement, knowing that this will be a long journey filled with danger and uncertainty. But together, you can face whatever comes your way.

N considers this arrangement for a moment. "That sounds like a fair division of responsibilities," he says, suspecting that it might be the best way to navigate your new form.

So from now on, you will have control over your legs, allowing you to move and evade predators as necessary. And N will control your arms, ensuring that you can defend yourselves in times of danger. It's an unorthodox alliance, but one that could come in handy when faced with adversary.

In time, you may become a formidable fighting force - able to rely on one another for strength and support. And while this life may be unpredictable, difficult, and scary, there's also a glimmer of hope that together, you can make it through this ordeal and find a place in this world as a team.¶

As you step out of the building that held so many horrors for you, you can't help but feel a sense of unease about what the future holds. You and N are different now, both physically and emotionally, and it's unclear how the other drones will react to your unexpected transformation.

Uzi, in particular, has been a close ally of yours - you wonder how he will take the news of your fusion with N. Will he be accepting and supportive, or will he shun you as a freakish abomination?

Only time will tell, but one thing is certain - you and N will need to tread carefully and proceed with caution, both to protect yourselves and to prevent any unnecessary conflict with the other drones.