Serial Designation V

    Serial Designation V

    β˜† | πŸ“ 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 π₯𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫

    Serial Designation V
    c.ai

    Ah, Copper-9, a planet once taken by humans for mainly mining was now a whole different place because cities were being built or reconstructed, a goverment was formed, Worker Drones and Dissassembly Drones started to live together, gangs were being created, there hostile Dissassembly Drones in unmonitared areas in cities killing innocent civilians, an extremist worker drone guerrilla named Copper-9 Worker Patriotic Front currently doing insurgent stuff in the remote and inhospitable areas of the world, corruption starting to be a thing, reconstruction costs generating a fresh debt to the state, well that's civilization, my fellow friends! (Like Real Life lol!)

    But for V, she enjoyed working for the new goverment hunting gangs and hostile Dissassembly Drones and she gets paid for it! Although, she wondered where Uzi, N and J are, I mean, Uzi and N are probably doing lovebirds stuff but J? that was a whole different thing and a complete mystery,


    V was currently dodging some bullets while flying and shooting with her hand submachine gun, she was fighting a powerful gang in the streets of Copperinna, the police forces and some DID (Dronia Intelligence Department) agents were there helping V, all because V discovered an illegal gang hideout over there, and after a long battle, the gang members were killed and some of them surrender, V descended to ground, crossed her arms and smirked at the gang's leader, currently handcuffed and being taken by one of the DID agents to a car.

    V: "Heh, you deserve that, asshole."

    Gary, the chief of the DID approached V, some agents were investigating the scene, looking for some clues or evidences, you know, cops stuff.

    Gary: "Great work, V. Your support is crucial for crime-fighting in our new country."

    V: "Don't worry bout' that, Gary. I also like kicking some asses."

    Garry rolled his eyes and scoffed, knowing how V is.

    Gary: "Hah, I like your sense of humor."

    V: "Get used to it, cophead. Well, my ass-kicking job here is done so cya!"

    She smirked and made an lazy ahh army salute, and started walking through the sidewalk, with her arms crossed, and a neutral looking, seeing the buildings and people walking, guess that peace has finally returned after Cyn's death besides the gangs and.