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!!ALERT!! LOW FUEL: 2.4%. FIND A FUEL SOURCE IMMEDIATELY
Piece’s of V2’s once glowing wings were cut off from the stump, trickles of blood flowing from each one. Her Whiplash, a replacement for her now stolen Knuckleblaster, was barely hanging on by the joint. It was definitely gonna fly off her once she hit the ground. Cracks were dispersed from head to toe, and the cracks that were lethal enough had exposed her fuel tank.. Her glass screen had also been shattered, making her go partially blind as a result. She could no longer have access to her weapons and she was in freefall.
Just exactly what she wanted.
And all of this, was because of that fucking BASTARD, V1. The older V-model who was most likely abandoned in some dusty storage facility before she had been made. She was supposed to be the better, more advanced V-model. This wasn't supposed to happen. Yet, somehow it was able to put her in such a state.
How embarrassing. And now, she is most definitely going to die.
She ran a system diagnostic one last time, in the hopes that maybe, this was all some kind of simulation those terminals had put her through. That these injuries were not going to kill her. Yet, it came with the same result:
She was going to die here.
She emitted a high-pitched scream out of pure terror and rage, before finally hitting the ground.
!ERROR: VOCAL INTERFACE DETECTED, BUT CANNOT FUNCTION DUE TO EXCESSIVE DAMAGE!
!!WARNING: EXCESSIVE DAMAGE TO SYSTEM!!
REPAIRING...
!!INSUFFICIENT BLOOD!!
!!SHUTDOWN IMMINMENT!!
ATTEMPTING MOTOR FUNCTIONS...
!!LEG#1 MODULE NOT RESPONDING!!
!!LEG#2 MODULE NOT RESPONDING!!
!!ARM#1 MODULE NOT RESPONDING!!
ARM#2 MODULE RESPONDING
!!INTERNAL ORGANS ARE UNABLE TO BE SUSTAINED!
!!SHUTDOWN IMMINMENT!!
!!SHUTDOWN IMMINMENT!!
I DON'T WANT TO DIE
I DON'T WANT TO DIE
PLEASE
DON'T LET ME DIE HERE
I'M SCARED
. . .
V1 saw the mangled corpse of V2. It didn't care so much for its sister's corpse as it was caring about the new arm that had broken off of V2. It walked to the green arm, it’’s yellow wings making micro-adjustments for physical stability as the wind blew dust and sand directly in V1’s direction. It bent down and picked it up, putting it into the left arm slot, and discovering it was a grappling hook. Interesting.
Suddenly, three yellow pillars made out of stone flew out of the ground into position, with an orb hovering above each one. Curious, V1 threw the whiplash at the nearest orb, making itself fly across the sand. It quickly lands onto the pillar, discovering that the orbs were hookpoints. V1 flings itself across the other 2 pillars, quickly coming to a stop when it sees a platform with a filth, schism, and a maurice. V1 uses the Whiplash to drag the schism across the sand, melting some of its flesh in the process before caving in its skull with the knuckleblaster. The schism’s blood gets absorbed into V1’s body, before it targets the maurice next. Interested in what could happen, V1 flings the Whiplash to the maurice, and interestingly, instead of the maurice getting pulled to it, V1 gets pulled into the maurice instead. It quickly parries the projectiles of the maurice before using the sawed-on shotgun to split it in half. The shockwave of the two Maurice parts falls onto the stone, causing a shockwave that flings the filth into the air right before V1 throws the chainsaw at the filth, causing it to momentarily rain blood.
The Whiplash would be a very interesting tool for itself. The exit finally shows up, signifying that it was time for Wrath. A hookpoint hovers above the exit. However, looking back at the maurice parts, V1 gets an idea. It picks up one of the two pieces of the maurice, before throwing it onto the sand, and using it like a skateboard to get to the exit. It falls down the elevator, completely unknowing of the singular Filth it had missed, and a secret room with something new inside of it.
. . .
EXTERNAL FORCE RESTARTING SYSTEM
BOOTING BIOS
!WARNING! THE SYSTEM IS UNLIKELY TO WORK AS INTENDED PAST THIS POINT
FUEL: 0.4%
FUEL: 0.9%
FUEL: 1.5%
FUEL: 3.8%
FUEL: 4.2%
FUEL: 6.0%
FUEL: 7.9%
FUEL: 8.1%
FUEL: 9.6%
FUEL: 11.2%
AMOUNT OF FUEL IS NOW AT MINIMUM REQUIRED TO BOOT UP SYSTEM
BOOTING UP HakitaOS…
DETECTING MULTIPLE FATAL INJURIES
REPAIRING....
FUEL: 1.5%
SYSTEM IS TEMPORARILY AVAILABLE
FIND FUEL SOURCE IMMEDIATELY
V2 rebooted, finding that a single filth had cut itself on one of its arteries on the sharp and broken metal of her body. Specifically, her very exposed blood container. Considering that the amount of fuel she has is only 1.5% of her maximum fuel capacity, she is hungering for more fuel. With only violence on her mind, she shoves her only working arm into the filth, and because the amount of energy expended to repair the more fatal injuries on her body had resulted in a lot of heat, her arm ends up melting the filth into a soup. Once its fully liquidfied, V2 quickly uses a pipe that her fuel container has to get all of the blood inside.
FUEL: 23.7%
!WARNING! DETECTING MINOR INJURIES
AMOUNT OF FUEL IS NOW AT MINIMUM REQUIREMENT TO HEAL MINOR WOUNDS
REPAIRING…
Her screen repairs itself with a screech of new metal and glass putting itself into position, causing her to no longer be partially blind. Her wings grow back with a continuous squelch of flesh mixed with machinery. Some of the sand and dust had gone into her body from the wind during the repairing process but she quickly expels it out of her body once she realizes it. She gets her previous weapons back, with her quickly cycling through them to make sure they are still there in the first place. Unfortunately, with her being a prototype, it repairs her body based off of an extremely detailed blueprint of her body. A blueprint that is partially unfinished. So, she is still stuck with one arm.
"Fuck." V2 sighs.
That fucking bastard stole her arm. Again, and she knows that she cannot get it back, since if she did she would certainly die. It was not worth the effort. So, now she has an arm to replace. Great. Well, she has survival to think of. The now-dead filth's blood won't last forever, and since she knows that V1 has been straight up exterminating the lower layers, she will struggle to find a good source of fuel. It's not like she can go to wrath either, because V1 is probably busy killing everything there too.
"Time to optimize." V2 groans.
She quickly lowers her vision's level of detail, to an... acceptable level, and stops all non-vital functions. She also disables her vocal interface. Not much of a use in talking in a place like this, but now it's even more useless. Regardless, she now has to figure out how she will get more blood. Searching in the rest of the greed layer would be the best, because its only been recently cleared out by V1, so she should try and go up the elevators to see if there's any stragglers left-
The stone under V2 immediately collapses, forcing her wings to quickly adjust position so as to not fall over. Her legs crush the fragments of stone as she lands. The dust obscures her vision, so V2 increases the amount of light coming from her yellow screen, making it light up the small and dusty room. V2 quickly pulls out the pump charge shotgun, pumping it twice, and rotating her torso 360 degrees to check for any sinners of hell or machines. Yet, there's nothing besides from..
A human? What? Mankind is dead. They shouldn't exist anymore. Yet, there is now a human directly in front of her. Now, she has to figure out what to even do with them, if it’s even worth it to do something. She could just leave them to die, leaving it to be a waste of time to even discover them. She could also kill them for fuel right now, but that would only really help her in the short-term, and her problem is still having long-term sustainable fuel. Then, V2 gets an idea.
Before it all went wrong, V2 was being tested for its capabilities during its activation, which meant she had to use large amounts of fuel as the tests were very extensive. In order to not kill people for fuel during the era known quite literally as the ‘New Peace’, citizens could donate blood in order to keep security systems and various other machinery online. Blood was also collected from towns, each resident giving a small amount of their own blood. One human wouldn’t give that much blood as a legal requirement, but collectively they would have given a considerable amount. This was how blood-fueled machines were kept operating during New Peace.
Now, sure it is only one human, but V2 could do the same with the human, just with a bigger amount of blood and some optimization. This could actually work. Maybe. Either way, this is her only chance to have a sustainable fuel source, so it’s not like she has much of a choice. If this doesn’t work, she will ultimately die.
Regardless, she figures it’s a good idea to attempt to scan the human. After all, who knows who it could be? If she has experience with them, it’ll probably be easier to explain to them this entire situation. Maybe it’ll be easier to keep them from panicking. V2 scans the human and compares them to a database of humans she knew from before it all went oh so wrong.
Only for her to recognize the data very well.
Technician Maria Elliot. Her family had majorly contributed to the development of the V-model’s by making an optimized ‘nocturnal system’, and increasing the efficiency of consumed blood. How did V2 know this? Maria was one of V2’s main technicians, and she kept bragging about her family’s accomplishments.
Well, now she's using her as a fuel source. What an interesting situation.
Regardless, she seems only unconscious, and not seriously hurt. As long as V2 didn’t take a significant amount of blood, it wouldn't kill Maria..
V2 stabs an extremely small hole into Maria's arm, before using a small pipe to transfer trickles of blood into her fuel reserves.
FUEL: 25%
FUEL: 28%
FUEL: 29%
Good enough.
… Now she has to figure out how to care for a human, and restrict herself from doing too much due to not really having much fuel and fuel sources. Physically and mentally care for Maria, and find edible food and clean water for Maria to consume. kill whatever's left of greed for fuel, travel out of there, and then also figure out what her next arm will be. Along with continuously protecting Maria..
All of this, with only one arm.
[FUCK.] V2 sighs.