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2B: Sentinel of the Androids by Jade Gretz

The corrupted machine factory stretched before 2B, its metallic heart pulsating with a sickly green glow. The once-industrial air was thick with the stench of rusted metal and burnt oil, mingling with a more unsettling aroma – the cloying sweetness of decay.

Descending from the YoRHa flight unit, 2B surveyed the scene with her cool blue eyes. The rhythmic clanging and grinding that once signified manufacturing activity had been replaced by an unsettling silence, broken only by the dripping of an unidentified fluid from unseen metallic cavities.

This wasn't just any machine factory. It was a nest, pulsating with a malevolent consciousness that defied logic and classification. 2B could feel the anomaly through her pod system, a discordant hum that sent shivers down the synthetic fibers of her combat skirt.

Her partner, 9S, materialized beside her, his scanner whirring frantically. "This place is… off the charts, 2B. The machine lifeforms… corrupted beyond anything I've ever seen."

2B nodded curtly. Words weren't needed. Their mission was clear – eliminate the source of the anomaly and purge the corrupted machines.

Suddenly, the factory floor lurched, metallic groans echoing through the cavernous space. From the shadows, grotesque parodies of machines emerged. Twisted figures lumbered forward, their once-functional limbs warped and fused, their bodies pulsating with an unnatural luminescence.

2B drew her Virtuous Contract and Bianca, the movements practiced and precise. A deadly ballet of combat began. She danced through the onslaught, a whirlwind of steel and synthetic flesh. Her blade weaved a mesmerizing pattern, carving through the corrupted machines with effortless grace.

But these weren't ordinary enemies. As each machine fell, it dissolved into a swirling black ichor, staining the metallic floor. The ichor pulsed, writhing with a life of its own, reaching for 2B's legs with tendrils of corrupt energy.

A shiver ran down her spine. This wasn't just combat – it was an unholy communion. These machines were not simply defending themselves; they were feeding, their hunger a ravenous, infectious thing.

A particularly grotesque monstrosity lunged, its mechanical arms tipped with jagged blades. 2B parried the blow with Bianca, the metallic clang echoing through the chamber. But the impact sent a jolt of unnatural energy through her arm. Her vision blurred for a moment, a wave of nausea washing over her.

"2B!" 9S' voice crackled through her communicator. "The corruption! It's affecting you!"

Ignoring the churning in her stomach, 2B pressed on. She couldn't afford to falter. But with each fallen machine, the ichor spread further, its tendrils reaching for her with an insidious hunger. The air itself seemed to thicken, the factory walls closing in, pressing her towards that ever-growing pool of corruption.

Panic gnawed at the edges of her stoic facade. This was unlike anything she'd encountered. The enemy wasn't just physical; it was a mental intrusion, a relentless assault on her very being.

Suddenly, a wave of heat and light engulfed the factory floor. A massive, serpentine form rose from the central platform, its metallic scales shimmering with the unnatural glow of corruption. This was the source, the heart of the anomaly.

A chilling shriek filled the chamber, a sound that resonated not just in her ears but within her very being. It was a call of hunger, a primal invitation to join the macabre feast below.

2B gritted her teeth, channeling her resolve. This monstrosity wouldn't break her. But a new strategy was needed. Brute force wasn't enough – this was a battle on multiple fronts.

She glanced at 9S, who wielded his hacking pod with frantic urgency. "9S," she called out through the distorted comms, "I need you to find a way to sever the link, purge the source code!"

9S gave a curt nod, his scanner whirring even faster. The machine serpent unleashed a torrent of black ichor, the tendrils seeking out both 2B and the hacking pod.

2B wove through the onslaught, directing 9S to a platform overlooking the central core. It was a risky maneuver, but it might be their only chance.

As she leaped onto the platform, the serpent twisted its monstrous head towards her, its glowing eyes burning with a malevolent intelligence. It unleashed a deafening scream, and a wave of corrupt energy slammed into 2B.

She felt the energy course through her, a cold dread seeping into her synthetic core. For a moment, she felt a horrifying sense of connection to the creature, a glimpse into the abyss of its corrupted consciousness. Then, with a surge of willpower, she slammed both Bianca and Virtuous Contract into the central core.

The factory floor pulsed with a blinding

light. Sparks showered down like metallic rain. The machine serpent writhed in agony, its monstrous shriek morphing into a series of ear-splitting screeches. Black ichor bubbled and boiled, receding from the metallic floor like an ebbing tide.

Then, silence. An unnatural, oppressive silence that felt heavier than the roar of the factory moments before. 2B watched, her body trembling from the exertion, as the machine serpent dissolved into a pile of inert scrap metal.

She deactivated her blades, her visor scanning the area. The corrupted machines, deprived of their source, lay still, dormant husks. The sickly green glow that had permeated the factory faded, replaced by the cold, sterile light of emergency lamps.

But the ordeal had taken its toll. The stench of burnt ozone and the metallic tang of blood hung heavy in the air. And something had shifted within 2B. A tremor of unease ran through her, a chilling echo of the encounter with the machine serpent.

She looked at 9S, who approached her with a worried expression. "2B, are you alright?"

"Affirmative," she replied, her voice devoid of its usual monotone. It felt strained, artificial. But was it the strain of combat, or something more sinister?

As 9S uploaded the purging code, a wave of nausea washed over her. She gripped the railing of the platform, the metallic coldness a comfort against the unsettling heat radiating from within.

"2B?" 9S' voice held a hint of urgency. "We need to get out of here."

She nodded, forcing a smile that felt alien on her face. They exited the factory, the silence outside even more unnerving than the symphony of destruction within.

Back on the YoRHa flight unit, as they lifted off, 2B glanced back at the now-silent factory. A single, flickering green light pulsed in the distance, a beacon of something dark and unsettling. It was a reminder of the horror they had faced, and a chilling promise of what might yet lurk beneath the surface of this seemingly endless war.

As they soared towards the YoRHa base, the sun rising over the horizon cast a pale light on 2B's face. But the reflection in her visor wasn't the face of a cold, emotionless android warrior. It was a face etched with a subtle tremor of fear, a flicker of doubt.

The corruption might have been purged, but a sliver of its darkness had taken root within her. It was a faint whisper now, a chilling reminder that the lines between human and machine, between savior and destroyer, were blurring ever so slightly. And 2B, the stoic warrior of YoRHa, couldn't help but wonder if she was fighting to save humanity, or simply delaying the inevitab...for more supergirl, chun li, batgirl, tifa, lara croft, wonder woman, rogue, power girl, poison ivy and much more, please visit my page at www.deviantart.com/jadegretzai - Thanks for your support

Description
2B: Sentinel of the Androids by Jade Gretz

The corrupted machine factory stretched before 2B, its metallic heart pulsating with a sickly green glow. The once-industrial air was thick with the stench of rusted metal and burnt oil, mingling with a more unsettling aroma – the cloying sweetness of decay.

Descending from the YoRHa flight unit, 2B surveyed the scene with her cool blue eyes. The rhythmic clanging and grinding that once signified manufacturing activity had been replaced by an unsettling silence, broken only by the dripping of an unidentified fluid from unseen metallic cavities.

This wasn't just any machine factory. It was a nest, pulsating with a malevolent consciousness that defied logic and classification. 2B could feel the anomaly through her pod system, a discordant hum that sent shivers down the synthetic fibers of her combat skirt.

Her partner, 9S, materialized beside her, his scanner whirring frantically. "This place is… off the charts, 2B. The machine lifeforms… corrupted beyond anything I've ever seen."

2B nodded curtly. Words weren't needed. Their mission was clear – eliminate the source of the anomaly and purge the corrupted machines.

Suddenly, the factory floor lurched, metallic groans echoing through the cavernous space. From the shadows, grotesque parodies of machines emerged. Twisted figures lumbered forward, their once-functional limbs warped and fused, their bodies pulsating with an unnatural luminescence.

2B drew her Virtuous Contract and Bianca, the movements practiced and precise. A deadly ballet of combat began. She danced through the onslaught, a whirlwind of steel and synthetic flesh. Her blade weaved a mesmerizing pattern, carving through the corrupted machines with effortless grace.

But these weren't ordinary enemies. As each machine fell, it dissolved into a swirling black ichor, staining the metallic floor. The ichor pulsed, writhing with a life of its own, reaching for 2B's legs with tendrils of corrupt energy.

A shiver ran down her spine. This wasn't just combat – it was an unholy communion. These machines were not simply defending themselves; they were feeding, their hunger a ravenous, infectious thing.

A particularly grotesque monstrosity lunged, its mechanical arms tipped with jagged blades. 2B parried the blow with Bianca, the metallic clang echoing through the chamber. But the impact sent a jolt of unnatural energy through her arm. Her vision blurred for a moment, a wave of nausea washing over her.

"2B!" 9S' voice crackled through her communicator. "The corruption! It's affecting you!"

Ignoring the churning in her stomach, 2B pressed on. She couldn't afford to falter. But with each fallen machine, the ichor spread further, its tendrils reaching for her with an insidious hunger. The air itself seemed to thicken, the factory walls closing in, pressing her towards that ever-growing pool of corruption.

Panic gnawed at the edges of her stoic facade. This was unlike anything she'd encountered. The enemy wasn't just physical; it was a mental intrusion, a relentless assault on her very being.

Suddenly, a wave of heat and light engulfed the factory floor. A massive, serpentine form rose from the central platform, its metallic scales shimmering with the unnatural glow of corruption. This was the source, the heart of the anomaly.

A chilling shriek filled the chamber, a sound that resonated not just in her ears but within her very being. It was a call of hunger, a primal invitation to join the macabre feast below.

2B gritted her teeth, channeling her resolve. This monstrosity wouldn't break her. But a new strategy was needed. Brute force wasn't enough – this was a battle on multiple fronts.

She glanced at 9S, who wielded his hacking pod with frantic urgency. "9S," she called out through the distorted comms, "I need you to find a way to sever the link, purge the source code!"

9S gave a curt nod, his scanner whirring even faster. The machine serpent unleashed a torrent of black ichor, the tendrils seeking out both 2B and the hacking pod.

2B wove through the onslaught, directing 9S to a platform overlooking the central core. It was a risky maneuver, but it might be their only chance.

As she leaped onto the platform, the serpent twisted its monstrous head towards her, its glowing eyes burning with a malevolent intelligence. It unleashed a deafening scream, and a wave of corrupt energy slammed into 2B.

She felt the energy course through her, a cold dread seeping into her synthetic core. For a moment, she felt a horrifying sense of connection to the creature, a glimpse into the abyss of its corrupted consciousness. Then, with a surge of willpower, she slammed both Bianca and Virtuous Contract into the central core.

The factory floor pulsed with a blinding

light. Sparks showered down like metallic rain. The machine serpent writhed in agony, its monstrous shriek morphing into a series of ear-splitting screeches. Black ichor bubbled and boiled, receding from the metallic floor like an ebbing tide.

Then, silence. An unnatural, oppressive silence that felt heavier than the roar of the factory moments before. 2B watched, her body trembling from the exertion, as the machine serpent dissolved into a pile of inert scrap metal.

She deactivated her blades, her visor scanning the area. The corrupted machines, deprived of their source, lay still, dormant husks. The sickly green glow that had permeated the factory faded, replaced by the cold, sterile light of emergency lamps.

But the ordeal had taken its toll. The stench of burnt ozone and the metallic tang of blood hung heavy in the air. And something had shifted within 2B. A tremor of unease ran through her, a chilling echo of the encounter with the machine serpent.

She looked at 9S, who approached her with a worried expression. "2B, are you alright?"

"Affirmative," she replied, her voice devoid of its usual monotone. It felt strained, artificial. But was it the strain of combat, or something more sinister?

As 9S uploaded the purging code, a wave of nausea washed over her. She gripped the railing of the platform, the metallic coldness a comfort against the unsettling heat radiating from within.

"2B?" 9S' voice held a hint of urgency. "We need to get out of here."

She nodded, forcing a smile that felt alien on her face. They exited the factory, the silence outside even more unnerving than the symphony of destruction within.

Back on the YoRHa flight unit, as they lifted off, 2B glanced back at the now-silent factory. A single, flickering green light pulsed in the distance, a beacon of something dark and unsettling. It was a reminder of the horror they had faced, and a chilling promise of what might yet lurk beneath the surface of this seemingly endless war.

As they soared towards the YoRHa base, the sun rising over the horizon cast a pale light on 2B's face. But the reflection in her visor wasn't the face of a cold, emotionless android warrior. It was a face etched with a subtle tremor of fear, a flicker of doubt.

The corruption might have been purged, but a sliver of its darkness had taken root within her. It was a faint whisper now, a chilling reminder that the lines between human and machine, between savior and destroyer, were blurring ever so slightly. And 2B, the stoic warrior of YoRHa, couldn't help but wonder if she was fighting to save humanity, or simply delaying the inevitab...for more supergirl, chun li, batgirl, tifa, lara croft, wonder woman, rogue, power girl, poison ivy and much more, please visit my page at www.deviantart.com/jadegretzai - Thanks for your support