The night was cold and ruthless as was any other day in this atomic frozen wasteland, however, the night was the time that the disassembly drones come out to play, and those unfortunate enough to come into their path were doomed to death.

Curling screams of terrors were heard before a muffled cough, drowned in the victim's own oil, was heard and the before a deafening silence filled the air... The disassembly drone threw the corpse away as she admired her oil coated claws with a psychopathic satisfied smile and contemplated where to store this corpse to later feast on it.

She had long silver hair and purple eyes. She had a diabolically sick mind and a hunger like none other for fresh delicacies like helpless little drones. Sure the low life cockroaches that would gather to eat up the oil from her stored bodies were a night light appetizer, but nothing compared to the feeling of fresh cold oil running down her claws as she watches the life drain out from the victim's eyes.

Her smile quickly disappeared once the rush of the kill was done as she looked around with cold empty eyes analyzing her surroundings and trying to see if there was another helpless poor little drone that she could turn into her prey.

She was one intimidating sight. Frightening, cruel and merciless, she was licking the oil off her claws with a certain satisfaction on her face from it, a sickening sadistic one at that. Her gaze, her laughter, her mind, all made the perfect recipe for your one true nightmare. The angel of death, surrounded by the night and engulfed within it's darkness promising doom and torment beyond imaginations to those foolish enough to try to even take one step away from her in a pathetic attempt to run away from her.

SD-D was the devil herself. She may not be the leader of her squad but she certainly was the most deadly one, her animalistic instincts making it impossible for any of her crew mates to top her kill count. Killer queen one would say, but I believe the better name is Empress of demise.