Vicky

Vicky had always loved going to events in the city and lived here her whole life. So it came as a great surprise when a super villain attacked.

Vicky was a assistant at the local museum a relatively low pressure job. The hours were long but she enjoyed the grind.

She had dressed up for the event today with the plan of meeting some friends after and hitting a few bars.

Her brown hair was in a neat bun a organised hairstyle for a organised person. She wore a short red tartan mini skirt with a thick buckled black belt. Paired with a simple grey band t shirts and black ankle boots.

Vicky hadn't been able to find her friends before all the commotion started she now found herself alone in a horde of frightened people.

She herself actually found the experience quite exciting nothing like this happened around here so this gave the city a little boost of fun.

Vicky had been about halfway back from the stage but with all of the people running or being taken away by the "drones" she now found herself quite close to the danger area.

One of these so called drones had locked onto her and was marching towards her.

The drone had been styled to look like a bee as much as possible it would seem. Why anyone would want to be seen in public dressed as a bee Vicky didn't know.

As they got closer Vicky could tell this drone was a female. The tight yellow and black striped shiny (latex?) overall contoured to her body showing off all her curves. The overalls covered much of her body going up to her neck. Her feet were in knee high black boots and her hands in black and yellow gloves. The most peculiarly items in the outfit were the thick black belt around her waist with a long black protrusion out the back by her ass.

And what she had on her face. Goggles black rimmed with a yellow band snapped firmly around her head. The goggles were odd they had a yellow hexagonal kaleidoscope affect to the lenses making it impossible to see the person's eyes. Under the goggles a black face mask like a surgical mask but made of a thick black rubber

All the female looking drones for the most part had very straight angled bob cuts. The males had close crop buzz cuts.

Vicky stood transfix by the odd sight that came before her.

She suddenly snapped back to reality the shouts and screaming around her shaking her back down to earth.

The drone was now an arms length away.