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Murder Drones Fanfic - Cypress Trees and A Good Boy - Tessa and Butler N story (non-ship) TW// Depression and Su1c1de mention

a 12 year old Tessa is dealing with a lot, she goes on a walk at night but needs someone to help her.

Warning: contains mention of child neglect, child abuse, suicide, and depression

Murder Drones - J and Tessa Fanfic - Tangles

Warning, this fic addresses situations of parents being mean due to a child having sensory issues in regards to hair. Just a warning before you read.

Tick-tock

Tick-tock

Tick-tock…

“Do you regret it?”

J asked this question as she leaned against the doorframe of ‘Tessa’s’ hospital room.

“Oh, bugger off, J…”

“I think what I’m asking is a valid question, so I’ll ask it again... Do you have any regrets about this?”

“…”

“She’d have wanted to die, you know. And have a proper funeral. Not… whatever this is.”

“Christ almighty!”

The hybrid between Cyn and Tessa finally snapped, and turned her head to face J with tears streaming down her face, “Had I known that it would force me kill her parents, I wouldn’t have accepted its offer! I wasn’t expecting her to get into that car wreck! I never wanted any of this to happen, J!”

J stared wide-eyed at Cynessa, who panted before continuing, “I never wanted any of this to happen… I do feel for Tessa. Having to watch her parents die in front of her, and being forced to mature quickly… only to die herself five years later.”

“… So then… was grafting her skin and flesh onto your body your idea, or… the Solver’s…?”

“The Solver’s.”

Cynessa looked down at her hands, and clenched them in anger, “I hate that I woke up like this… I hate that it used this accident to its advantage. It’s quiet at the moment, but I don’t know when it will be back. It’s likely listening in on us as we speak…”

J took a closer look at the hybrid’s eyes, and realized that she was telling the truth. Rather than that blasted amber she so despised, they were white.

Cynessa pulled her knees up to her chin glumly, “If I could kill myself so I can escape this nightmare, I would… Trust me. I’ve tried so many times already. But, every time, it reminds me that I gave it permission to take control in order for me to live…”

“… What were its exact words when asking for permission?”

“… I will not discard you…”

J groaned loudly, and plopped down in the plastic chair at Cynessa’s bedside.

“You’re not mad at me… are you, J?”

“No. I’m not mad at you. I’m mad at this stupid, fucking virus or whatever it is. I wish that we all would have been killed at the gala… including you. So you wouldn’t have to go through this Hell of something else being in control of your body. If not, having partial control and being able to switch in at any given moment. And most of all-”

J had to look up at the ceiling so Cynessa couldn’t see her cry, “I hate that you now look like her, but you’re not her…”

“… J.”

Cynessa grabbed the Disassembly Drone’s hand gently, “I need you to promise me one thing.”

“What… what would that be?”

“If I ever lose myself, put me out of my misery. Please. For the love of God…”

“O- okay. I promise…”

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“Righty-o… Work to do. Eh, J?”

J hesitantly nodded as she tossed ‘Tessa’s’ keys to her.

“Maintenance work…”

CLICK CLICK

As the duo trudged through the snow, sweat drops ran down J’s visor.

‘I broke my promise… If you’re still in there somewhere, I am so sorry, Cyn. Please forgive me, but I must remain its ever loyal dog myself now, or it’ll kill me…’

Murder Drones Fanfic - Bedtime Story - A Jessa Fanfic

It was sadly one of those nights again, where Tessa was chained up in her room. She had been caught sneaking out to the cemetery when she should've been with her tutor writing essays.

The Elliott heiress sighed as she flopped back first onto her bed. "At this point, I may as well go to bed, I won't be let out until dawn."

J, who was also chained up because she had been with Tessa, rolled her LED eyes slightly, "Tessa, you're an insomniac, you will struggle to fall asleep for an hour." She sat side saddle on Tessa's old rocking horse and stated, "We need to pass the time until you're tired," she crossed her arms in annoyance as she said, "I WOULD brush your hair, but the chains won't let us get near your vanity desk."

The ebony haired girl pulled her knees closer to her chest, she huffed sorrowfully and fidgeted with one of the bows on her plaits. "Hah, just like a fairytale, huh? A girl, locked away... waiting for the dawn..." she sighed sorrowfully.

The pigtailed drone got an idea, she smiled as she offered somewhat cheerfully, "I mean, I know you're a bit old for it, but, I could tell you a bed time story."

Tessa sat up, looking over to J, a small smile appeared where once a frown was. She suggested eagerly, "Could you tell one from memory? Instead of from a book, Jaybird?"

The pigtailed drone slightly puffed her chest out proudly as she insisted, "Definitely, but... maybe we could stick to one I know. I'm not as good at writing as you're getting to be," She hopped off the rocking horse and came and sat by Tessa. "Maybe you'd want to hear Rapunzel retold? Maybe Little Red Ridinghood, or Alice in Wonder-?" the maid drone was stopped by the bubbly eager voice of her favourite human girl.

"DRACULA!" the 14 year old girl exclaimed, her greyish hued eyes sparkling with enthusiam

"Here we go again with the vampire stuff," J thought to herself, smiling at how cute Tessa was being. She lightly pinched the girl's cheek, "You know Dracula doesn't have a happy ending, you're just being weird."

Tessa pouted playfully, "Well then make it a happy story! I wanna hear about vampires!"

J side hugged Tessa and laughed, "Alright, alright, but only because I like you so much," she ruffled Tessa's hair and teased, "You and your vampires!" She asked quickly before she began to spin the tale, "Would you like to be in this story too?"

"YES! Entirely! It would be so fun!" Tessa giggled excitedly, she hugged J back and pleaded, "Please, Jaybird?"

The pretty little maid began happily, "Once upon a time, on a stormy night, a little lady named Tessa was lost in the forest. She had been running to get out of a horrendous down pour, and there was no where to seek refuge, all except the large gothic castle in the heart of the forest."

Tessa stopped her drone and asked, "Oh, oh! Can you be the vampire?"

"Tessaaaaa, Dracula's a boy vampire," J groaned in some annoyance.

Tessa looked sadly at J and pleaded in her precious little Aussie voice, "What if Dracula was a lady this time?" she leaned on J's shoulder and responded, "Plus you're so pretty... you'd make a nice vampire..."

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A woman with golden eyes answered the knocks at the castle's door, her long silver hair hung around her like a cloak accenting her red and black velvet evening dress. "What is it that you want?" the Countess ordered sharply as she looked down upon the cloaked girl.

"P-please your majesty, I need to seek refuge," the girl pleaded, she was drenched like a drowned cat.

The countess looked upon the pitiful soul and responded sternly, "You may stay the night..."

The girl clad in a black cloak took off the hood of her cloak once she was through the doorway, slighting wringing the rain water from her braids.

The alabaster skinned woman asked in bemusement, "Were you raised in a barn, dear girl?"

"N-no madame," the shorter woman responded, ceasing her daftness, "I was sent by the aristocrats to find the deceased in the woods," she curtsied gently, "I'm the daughter of the undertaker."

The Countess waved off the comment, taking up a candelabra before she beckoned, "Follow me, dear girl."

The two walked through the entrance hallway, headed past a corridor of stained glass windows and paintings, made their way up part of the grand staircase, and then down another hall.

The girl winced in pain as she remembered the bruise on her wrist. She rubbed where she was injured, stopping her venture with the lady of the castle.

The woman turned around, wondering where the second set of footsteps had stopped at. She approached the girl, holding out her hand before coarsely demanding, "Show me your injury."

The girl hesitated the commands, asking instead, "Does it get lonely here?" her grey eyes twinkling in the candle light.

The silver-haired lady huffed in annoyance, commanding with her eyes and demanding with her voice, "Show me your injuries."

As if she had felt she had no choice, the freckled girl showed her wrist to the elegant woman. "I... had a small accident," she admitted politely, not wanting to mention more, feeling the stronger woman take a hold of her wrist firmly and yet gently.

The bruise was far worse than any the woman had seen for quite sometime. "I see... well, Miss...." she began but stopped.

The shorter lass curtsied before the reclusive woman and greeted politely, "I am Tessa of Elliott, and what is your name?"

"Countess Jacquelline Dracula, you may call me Lady Jacquelline for short," she stated coldly, looking away from the girl, "Miss Tessa, I will get you some poppy seed tea to assist in relieving your pain,"

"Th-thank you, Lady Jacquelline," the ebony haired lass responded as Jacquelline let go of her wrist. She pried again, this time, making her voice a lot softer, "I'm still wondering if you are lonely ever, it doesn't seem like there's anyone else here."

"Miss Elliott, I am not lonely," the woman growled, "Now follow me to your sleeping quarters."

The ebony haired girl sat at a cathedral style window, the curtains open letting in the moonlight now that the storm had cleared. Sitting in a spare dress that the Countess had given her. It was a pale teal dress with corset ribbons of black, she faced the window, using some charcoals she had found on some paper. A knocking at the door stopped the girl's sketching while stargazing.

"Your tea, Miss Elliott," the Countess coldly greeted as she set down the tea cup and was about to leave.

"Please wait," Tessa replied, turning around to see the one who gave her refuge, "You can stay here..."

The Countess was annoyed and yet, she wanted to stay for some reason. She sat in a chair across from the girl whom she saw as annoying, she crossed her arms and scolded, "Whatever is it now, young lady?"

The girl rubbed one of her still-damp braids shyly with one hand and handed a piece of paper to the silver-haired woman. "I... I made this for you,"

Jacquelline's scowl softened. "This... this is pretty good," the elegant woman remarked as she accepted the piece of artwork, admiring the handiwork.

"You're the only person I've drawn who was alive,"

The Countess responded not able to lie, "There's always a first for everything," her smile widening a little. She picked back up the cup of tea and handed it to the woman and asked inquisitively, "You're already a young woman, why haven't you found yourself a fellow?"

Miss Tessa was taken aback as she accepted the cup of tea and heard the softened question. "I am to be wed, however, I do not wish to be... all the suitors are horrendous." She sipped from the tea and smiled at the flavour, the added cream and sugar making the tea just perfect. "I ran away, I don't even want children,"

Jacquelline knew this feeling all too well, she remembered a time when she was forced to love, and how tragically it had changed her life. She only had the castle for that reason. She responded gently, "I understand, romance isn't always the best option," she placed her hand upon the young woman's back.

Miss Tessa finally drew in the scent of lavenders and copper off of the woman, feeling almost intoxicated by the aroma, and feeling a sense of want, but she flinched at the cold hands of the Countess.

"You're probably cold, darling girl," Jacquelline coaxed playfully, hoping to get a clearer look at the girl and her neck, she sighed, knowing she'd have to get more hands-on.

Tessa jumped in slight surprise as she felt the ribbons at the end of her braids become untied, and a gentle feeling of someone wringing water out of her waves. "O-Oh, you don't have to do that, i-it's alright," she reassured with a slight stammer as she set down her tea.

"Dear, you're going to catch pneumonia, I'm doing you a favour." She held a section out of the way, seeing the girl's neck, dotted with freckles. She held herself back from taking a bite.

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"Awwww, why didn't she bite yet, Jaybird?"

J winked to her favourite human, teasing happily, "Don't you want the story to be longer?"

"Okay, okay... so you... err... Jackie didn't bite yet, so then what happened?" Tessa teased happily before letting J resume the story.

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Miss Tessa slept peacefully, the moonlight shining on her, unaware of the woman who stood as tall as an obelisk in the corner of the room.

"I should bite her, I should drink her succulent blood," Jacquelline reasoned with herself, baring her fangs, however, she was feeling empathy for the girl. She walked over to the sleeping girl and sat by her side. She played with a ribbon on Miss Elliott's dress, sighing softly. "She's so adorable when she sleeps," the vampire woman assessed lovingly. She got up and closed the blinds, the sun would be rising in a couple hours and if she was still in the room it would hurt her.

When day came the ebony haired lass awoke to a sweet scent. She arose from bed, and was about to go to the window to let in the daylight, when she turned to see the Countess was already there, standing with a mahogany carved tray in her hands.

"I brought you breakfast," she hesitantly greeted, she wanted to keep up the cold demeanour, not wanting to let the young lady know she was softening to her presence.

Miss Tessa stopped herself, looked over to the offering, and sat back down on the bed. Pasca loaf with cherries and strawberries and more poppy seed tea. She accepted a piece of the sweet bread before taking a bite, but as soon as she did, she decided to eat it as quickly as possible.

"Easy there, easy there," Jacquelline instructed in worry, "You'll give yourself a stomach ache!"

The ebony haired girl looked up like a startled doe. "I... I haven't been fed this well in weeks... I'm ever so sorry, your majesty, I forgot..."

Jacquelline sat beside Tessa, she soothed caringly, "No, it's not about manners, dear... Are you alright. I'm starting to think your family was treating you worse than a donkey."

Tessa's grey eyes filled with tears, she hid her face with her hair, she was ashamed. The silver haired vampire leaned close to hold the lovely living girl, studying her a little closer. "Goodness, let's get you taken care of then." She waited for Tessa to look away bashfully to make more bread appear on her plate.

Tessa looked down in surprise. "Oh... more for me?"

Jacquelline soothed gently, tucking some hair behind the woman's ear, "Yes, more for you, I can't have my guest starving."

"But... shouldn't I go?"

The vampiric woman used her hypnotic stare to insist gently, "You will stay as long as you'd like, you don't have to go anywhere.."

The ebony haired lady leaned into Jacquelline's touch, she felt safer than she had for years and years.

"After breakfast I'll draw you a bath, we'll get you all cleaned up, and then I can show you around, alright?"

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"Jaybiiiiiird, you shouldn't have mentioned food, I'm so hungry now," Tessa groaned as her stomach grumbled.

J was about to say something when suddenly someone unlocked the room. "Da da dan na! N is here!" he trilled happily as he brought Tessa a bowl of cherries, kiwis and strawberries. "Way to steal my thunder, Bozo..." J stated.

"Thank you, N, but... can you go?" Tessa said in an apologetic tone, "J's telling me a story."

N nodded and headed out of the room, closing the door but not locking it. Tessa started snacking on the fruit as J resumed the story

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Jacquelline Dracula once again had a chance to bite the neck of Miss Tessa. She sat on the bed once more, sitting behind the darling girl with the dark hair, brushing out the neglect knots with gentleness and love. "Comfortable?" she asked as she coaxed the brush through some tangles carefully.

"I don't think anyone's ever had so much care for me,"

The vampire leaned closer, she was inches from Tessa's neck, she could bite her right then and there, and yet, she didn't want to. She instead kissed the back of the girl's neck, softly whispering, "Well, it's a shame, a pretty lady like you should be treated right."

The freckly young lady jumped slightly at the feeling of the kiss. "D-do you think I deserve better?" she asked, her heart racing.

The Countess Dracula soothed lovingly, "Of course. If you'd want, you could stay with me.. Forever." Her hand tracing Tessa's neck gently.

Tessa started to cry, her chest rising and falling with every sob. "They need me back, Countess, I.... I'm expected back at the church this morning..."

Jacquelline held her prized darling closer, the vampire running her sharp fangs across the side of the girl's neck before she asked, "All I have to do is give you one little neck kiss.... And you will be free."

The adorable ebony haired woman realized what this was. The proof was all there, she was in a castle with only one lone woman, whose beauty was unsurpassable and knew herbal medicine and avoided the sun.

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Tessa giggled excitedly as she added to the story, "You're a vampire!"

J did a silly Dracula impression, "I am! And I'm going to suck your blood, Miss Tessa!" The Maid Drone with the silky silver pigtails pounced, pretended to bite Tessa's shoulder, she didn't bite, but she made sounds like a growly dog.

Tessa squirmed and giggled happily. "Oh no! I'll live forever now!" she teased, which made the usually very stoic maid drone start laughing too. The two hugged and said in unison once they controlled their laughter, "And they both lived happily ever after."

Tessa stretched and yawned. "Thank you for the story, Jaybird..." she sleepily whispered as she got under the blankets. "Sleep well, Tessa, have lots of wonderful dreams of being a little vampire with me." She cuddled up to her favourite human and the two fell asleep.

The End