So far: Danny was about to propose to his high school sweetheart Vivian when f2478 appeared and droned Vivian, now known as x01. The now obedient and loyal servant of the Cyber Queen quickly droned Danny, who was sent for recycling along with every other male on the planet. Meanwhile, Isabella, the Chosen for planet Earth received final approval from the elder tribunal for the verdict of guilty being handed to Earth. Arriving on Earth with a phalanx of drones, they begin to process the planet. Isabella then arrives at the house she shares with Cordelia, her lover and future Cyber Queen, and Jenny, Cordelia’s sister. Just before she can confess who she really is, a drone arrives, drones Jenny, which leads to Isabella freezing time momentarily so she can explain herself to Cordelia.
“So, let me get this straight,” Cordelia began as she leaned back against the wall from where she sat on her sister’s bed. “I am to become the ‘Cyber Queen’ of this planet, which has been deemed guilty of crimes against...basically existence?” She paused for a moment at Isabella’s eager nod. “...and you’re the ‘Chosen’ for this planet, and you picked me out of all women on the planet to become the Cyber Queen? Is the Chosen thing like a Slayer?”
Isabella rolled her eyes. “You are such a nerd. It’s a lot less of a calling, although,” she explained very quickly, “well, I guess I do consider it a bit of a calling, yes! But, it’s not so much a calling than the fact that I am the child of a Cyber Queen and their Chosen.” She stopped pacing quickly back and forth. “As their child, it is my obligation to pick a proper Cyber Queen for the next planet in the empire.” Her eyes lit up: “Oh! So I am kinda chosen!”
Cordelia, believing her lover, but having a hard time processing all of this, bit down on her lip. “Huh. So, you’re the child of a Chosen, like you, and a Cyber Queen, like me.” Isabella nodded quickly. “Wait, how does that work?”
Isabella sat down next to her lover, taking her hand; she was very pleased when Cordelia squeezed back. “The history of the first Cyber Queen, Athena, is a story of legend and debated by scholars at universities all over the empire, but what I do know is that about 750 years ago, about 60 years after the first Cyber Queen was coronated, asexual reproduction between two women was perfected.”
“Shortly after, a radical political sect began to rise after a series of pamphlets called for the superiority, in all things, of females, I mean, duh, but for not only the enslavement of men but the extermination of all but the most useful of them.”
Cordelia looked down momentarily. She was a lesbian, had known she was queer from before preschool, and didn’t have the fondest feelings towards the Y chromosome. Not that those things were correlative in any way. Her nerdy curiosity brought up more questions for her eager to explain things lover. “What happened before that, they were just brainwashed?” It barely registered for her that mass brainwashing, for real, not just the kind that poisons women from birth through media, was a reality. The practical issues involved were more interesting. She was a nerd.
Isabella paused momentarily, trying to decide how to answer that. “They were just kept as slaves, drones,” she stopped speaking, hoping not to draw attention to Jenny, which was another issue that needed to be dealt with. “Once there was no need, reproductively, for them to be kept around, The Powers That Be decided a female slave could do anything a male did.”
She took a breath. “Some time passed and a process for recycling males came to fruition. It’s a lot of sciencey stuff that bores me, but basically the men are processed into something more useful to the Empire.”
“Huh.” Cordelia put a hand on her chin. Her hair hung down into her face. “Wait, couldn’t a ‘scieney’ process be created to turn them into women? Why recycle them, but instead make more slaves? Or better yet more citizens?” It slightly unnerved the redhead how easily she had accepted the idea of men being “recycled,” but for now her own curiosity and fascination with the idea of real Matriarchal society overrode any human morality.
Isabella, having just dealt with this issue the day before, had an answer ready. “The Powers That Be have declared that males cannot be turned into women. They have their reasons that are very just.”
Changing the subject, Isabella continued speaking. “Earth had been infiltrated over the past 50 years to assess it’s worth to the Empire. As the child of a Cyber Queen, I was assigned in the past few years to be at the forefront of this investigation.”
Cordelia sat down next to her lover and look down for a moment. “Were you assigned to find me specifically?” She looked hurt by the idea.
Shaking her head, she tried to reassure Cordelia. “Oh no, dear” She stopped and kissed her lover gently on the head, snuggling up to her. “I was given free reign to find the next Cyber Queen. After long discussions with my mothers, and based on my own learning and beliefs in school, I arrived on Earth with an openness to who I would decide to take on.”
She smiled and buried her head against Cordelia’s shoulder. “You fulfilled every one of them. Honestly,” she looked up, “I was in love with you by the end of our first conversation. By the end of our first date, I knew you would be the next Cyber Queen.”
x01 and f2478 teleported onto the lawn of x01 former parent’s home. Up and down the street, drones were in the middle of reprogramming both men and women. Briefly, they stared down the right hand side of the street, watching two teenage girls x01 had babysat during their adolescence be converted. After the process was complete and the girls joined the other drones in processing the rest of the side,
f2478 turned back to x01, whose hand still squeezed her own tightly, and smiled. She turned towards the house. “This is where you lived.” A long moment passed while she considered the dwelling. “It’s nice. Nicer once the Cyber Queen redesigns this planet in her own vision.”
x01 sighed. “Yeah.”
A teenage girl walked out of the house being led by the leash another drone held. x01’s young sister passed the two drones without a word or hint of acknowledgement. f2478 took a step forward and faced her lover. “Do you recognize that drone?”
Blinking a few times, x01 did not remember ever encountering the beatiful girl in her brief existence. “Should I?”
“No,” f2478 nodded, “no, you don’t need to.” The knowledge of x01’s sister vanished from her own mind as well. Now the busty teenager, compliantly following her drone handler, was just another drone.
A squeeze from x01 brought f2478’s attention back to her lover. They kissed and x01 held onto her tightly. “You know...” f2478 began, “we still have some time before the Cyber Queen is coronated,”
A mischevious grin came across x01’s face. Without speaking, the girls walked up the driveway and entered the house. Stripping their clothes off, x01 shoved her lover onto a couch and knelt before her. Sliding forward, she began to slowly and methodically pleasure her lover for what would be the first of many, many, times. Both girls’ screams likely could have been heard in the next county by the time they were done.
Cordelia stroked her lover’s hair. “So, I guess I can assume there was a guilty verdict?”
Isabella pulled back and nodded. “Mmmhmm. I personally saw to the guilty verdict yesterday evening.” She stood up, and put on a semi-serious face. “Your planet, throughout the greater part of its history, has treated women as property. Until recently, your women were denied education or a share of money or possessions. The more backwards, savage, parts of your world light women on fire, douse them with acid, stone them to death. Your money is taken from you to support governments that throw your rights under the bus once they have your vote.” She paused, honestly disgusted. “No matter how much you ‘change,’ women will still be treated the same. While a male is ruler, women have less rights than an Athenian slave.”
Cordelia nodded. They’d had this conversation before; on campus they’d had a falling out with the campus feminist group over their support of corporate, male, and female, candidates, but Isabella’s words took on deeper meaning given the current situation. “So what now? What do I do?”
“You recreate Earth in your own vision. As your Chosen, I will assist you and act as a liaison to the Empire until you can be immersed in it more.” Isabella sat down again and kissed her lover.
Cordelia was filled with questions and not really sure where to begin. One came to the surface. “When was the previous planet brought into the Empire? How often are they done?”
Isabella thought for a moment. “Earth is number 24, hence the designation “x” for drones. She gestured towards Jenny accidentally, bringing raised eyebrows from Cordelia. “Uh, yeah we can talk about that too. The previous planet, “w,” was about three years ago. Around four hundred years ago, three were done in the same year. The Empire is patient and takes its time. This isn’t the Borg, dear.”
“Well, the Borg...” Cordelia paused. “Wait, did we just erase Voyager from memory?”
Isabella grinned proudly. “Well, it will still exist in the core of the history of Earth, but no earthling will remember it ever again.”
The two lesbians fist bumped excitedly.
After activating k72589332, Cordelia and Isabella decided they needed to have brunch before taking the reigns as rulers of Earth. The drone cooked a lovely banquet for them filled with waffles, fruit, and salads. As they ate, x23, also known as Cordelia’s little sister Jenny, still waited at attention in the corner of the room. Chomping down a few olives, Cordelia finally broached the topic of her sister.
“So, um,” she began, “can we please undrone my sister?”
Isabella blushed. “Um, yeah,” scratching her head, “that was my fault. I didn’t expect the landing party drone to get here before I could. There’s a couple ways we can do this. We can dedrone her—”
Cordelia interrupted: “Is ‘dedrone’ the real term?”
Isabella sighed and rolled her eyes. “No, it isn’t, but you know what I mean. So, yeah, a few ways to do this: we can make her normal; it’s just a simple download of her personality and memories—”
Cordelia impatiently interrupted again. “Download? Does she get a treatment?”
“Would you let me finish? Oh!” Isabella excitably outbursted, “we could set up something in our kingdom like that though!” She sighed. “We need to look up Amy Acker, I think she needs to be in that suit and tie outfit for the rest of eternity...”
Cordelia smiled, but then frowned. “Will Jenny remember anything?”
Isabella gestured towards the window. “Going to be kind of hard to explain away all of this. Look,” she began, taking Cordelia’s hands in her own, “she was always a good kid, and definitely very gay. I think she would make a good citizen of the Empire. When we wake her, she will understand.”
Cordelia nodded slowly. Her sister was no drone. If she really did rule this planet, the redhead would want Jenny at her side. “OK, what has to be done?”
Out of sub space, Isabella pulled a device that looked like a tricorder. At Cordelia’s gasp, she gave her lover a I’ll explain later look that was accepted by her. Typing some commands into the device, she quickly examined the information given. “Ah, her information has already been uploaded to the main server for storage.” Cordelia gave her a troubled look. “Well, one day it might serve useful to have those memories for some reason.”
“Like a Cylon-Active hybrid drone?” Cordelia mused.
Isabella laughed. “You are the dorkiest Cyber Queen ever!” She kissed her lover. “And that is why I love you so much.” They nuzzled briefly. “While we could use it for that purpose, more importantly is the fact that k72589332 should still have the information saved in her gun. All data from new drones is saved until backup in confirmed in the main servers.”
Cordelia again mused thoughtfully. “So, we could implant anyone’s memories in anyone else, theoretically?”
Isabella giggled. “Sure, but what is more important now is getting your sister dedroned.” She looked over her shoulder towards the kitchen. k72589332 was crawling on the floor trying to clean a small pool of waffles batter that had stained the floor. Her high heeled boots were grimy from crawling on the floor.
The Chosen took Cordelia’s hand and walked into the kitchen. “k72589332, stand up.” The drone stopped what she was doing and stood up at attention. “Give me your gun.” k72589332 pulled it out of sub space and held it out to her Superior. Once Isabella took if from her hands, the drone returned to waiting at attention. She did not notice Cordelia was in the room.
Pressing a few buttons on the tablet, Isabella pulled up a GUI which showed a brainscan and some vitals. She turned it around and flashed it at Cordelia. “Look, your sister has a nice brain.” The brilliant colors and statistics on the tablet were gibberish to her lover. Frowning, Isabella continued. “OK, I can reload her mind. Just a moment.” She toggled down a few times. “Ah! There we go.” There was a soft hum from the tablet as it processed the information. “x23, stand in front of me.”
Jenny, x23, came forward and waited at attention in front of her controller. Breathing very softly, the beautiful blond haired teenager stared vacantly at Isabella. No reason had been given for her to speak or move; she’d remain here until commanded as she had during her controller, and sister’s, discourse.
Isabella turned to Cordelia. “Downloading her mind should begin—” She was interrupted by x23, now becoming Jenny again, spasming and blinking rapidly. She moaned loudly and let out a wince as if she was injured.
A half minute went by before Jenny’s body calmed down. Catching her breathe, she squinted in thought. “Jenny is a drone. Jenny serves the Cyber Queen. The Cyber Queen is...her sister?” She blinked a few more times. “I’m not a drone, I’m a citizen of the Empire. My sister controls Earth now.” Her gaze found Isabella and Cordelia. “You’re the Cyber Queen? Huh. Cool.” Soaked with sweat, Jenny passed out and fell to the ground.
Running over, Cordelia checked her vitals, finding her to be peacefully asleep. She turned to her lover, making a what. the. fuck. gesture with her hands.
Isabella scratched the back of her neck. “Oh, right. Probably should have mentioned the memory overload might knock her out...”
With Jenny resting comfortably in bed, Cordelia and Isabella sat outside on the porch in front of their home. It was eerily quiet besides the occasional appearance of a drone to convert a human. From afar, they could hear the screaming of the housewife down the street. Minutes later, x5849484321 marched down the street, hips swaying aside the drone, e50759, who had programmed her. Both drones noticed Isabella and Cordelia and snapped to attention. Shrugging at her lover, Isabella called the drones over.
“See,” Cordelia began, waving at the middled aged drone on the sidewalk, “I knew she had a nice body under that frumpy soccer mom clothing.” x5849484321 had blond hair worn in a bob with midrange breasts and a nice bubble butt. Normally, she avoided Cordelia and Isabella at all costs, but now she stared at them with loving devotion. That life had been downloaded and erased from her mind; her only memories were that of the pure devotion and obedience she had known in the past few minutes.
Dirty thoughts in mind, Cordelia stared at the drone. She had to remember to bed her sometime. Still, as she stared at the drone’s ample chest, something did bother her. “But, seriously, what is with the outfits?”
Isabella turned to her lover. “I thought you’d like them! You used to draw the girls in our classes dressed like that all the time.” Adoringly, she pointed a finger at the redhead. “You’re the one who used to write Project A-KO fan fiction...” Cordelia blushed.
Her Chosen continued. “Look, we can change the desktop theme if you want. It’s up to you. Personally, I really like it...” She kissed the Cyber Queen. “But you will always have the final say.”
Cordelia returned her kiss. Looking over at x5849484321’s shapely body, she considered. “I do have to admit, it does highlight certain things.”
A thought came to her. “What about us? Do Cyber Queens have a dress code?” She laughed at the absurdity of the question.
Isabella laughed as well. “It’s really up to us. I was actually thinking of going a little bit femme.” She paused at Cordelia’s raised eyebrows. “Nothing drastic! I’d just like to dress a little nicer. I mean, as Chosen I am going to be a very public representative of You in the Empire. Maybe some business suits and heels. No dresses or any girlie bullshit.”
Before she could continue, Cordelia grabbed the rambling young woman’s chin and pulled it forward. “I like that, but can you wear a sweater vest and tie?” The Cyber Queen remembered back to her first lover in high school, a very genderqueer girl who loved to wear ties and sweaters like their favorite male teacher. “...and dress pants and heels. Very classy.” They kissed again.
Cordelia pulled away and shrugged. “The Empire can fuck off if they think I am going to change for Them. The nicest dressing I get is a button down shirt.”
Isabella giggled and punched her girlfriend. “You are such a lesbian! Cyber Queens vary in dress from nudists to full on royal gowns; uh, whatever, to tomboy, to very femme. There’s like, no rules or any crap. It’s your choice and all about that.”
They embraced tightly as Cordelia could feel her Chosen fumbling around in her suit jacket pocket. She took a step back and grabbed the redhead Cyber Queen’s arm. Nervously, In her other hand she held a syringe. “I need to inject you with this so you can become the Cyber Queen.”
Cordelia tentatively held her ground. “What will happen?” She trusted Isabella completely; her curiosity was more about the semantics of the situation.
“Well, you’ll feel a little light headed, but then the thoughts and feelings of Earth’s drones will sync up in your mind. Serious Matriarchal group thought stuff.”
Cordelia raised an eyebrow. “I thought this wasn’t like The Borg?”
“Well, that part kinda is. But,” she took Cordelia’s hand, “our Queen is for real, and not some bullshit retrofitted into the canon. Although First Contact was good. Pretty creepy. Before The Borg turned into pussies and got nerfed.”
“Yeah.”
Isabella held up the syringe. “Ready?” Cordelia nodded. Isabella paused. “Wow, how anti climatic.” She held it against her lover’s arm and pushed down. They stared into each other’s eyes as the contents entered the Cyber Queen’s body.
For a moment, nothing happened. A minute passed and all was silent. Suddenly, Cordelia let out a loud moan and a breath. She squinted and bit down on her upper lip. Another screamed left her as a flood of information and emotions entered her mind. Isabella held her arms down so she wouldn’t fall over as she jerked back and forth in the chair.
Ten minutes passed before she could get a handle on everything. “Separate thoughts and feelings, like you would normally. It’s the same concept, just a lot more information. Just do it naturally” Isabella squeezed down on Cordelia’s right hand in support.
After having struggled with this for what felt like hours, Cordelia eased her fighting and let the information and feelings flow more naturally. Finally, she was able to separate everything and the pounding headache she’d gained subsided. In the background she could vaguely hear Isabella commanding the drone in the room to make a large cup of coffee for her.
Closing her eyes for a moment, the Cyber Queen let out a long breath. Opening her eyes, she looked directly at her Chosen. “I...I can feel you...your emotions; your thoughts; your love for me.” A tear dripped down her face as she broached the space between them and hug her Chosen tightly. They became lost for a few minutes in their private thought stream, sending both intellectual, and perverse, ideas back and forth.
“This is fucking cool.” Cordelia blinked. “It’s like when Willow suddenly had that awesome telepathy thing going on.” She paused, an idea hit her. “Oh! Alyson Hannigan totally needs to be like, our maid or something.”
Isabella’s eyes lit up. “Especially if she is naked. That is totally awesome.”
Something Cordelia had been curious about earlier crossed her mind again as she rooted through all the new information available to her. “You mentioned Athena earlier...she is over 700 years old?”
Isabella nodded. “Yes, she is our Mother, the original Cyber Queen. We are all the children of Athena. The process makes you virtually immortal. Barring, you know, airlocks and decapitations. No resurrection ships yet.”
“Can Katie Sackoff be our slave-drone-bodyguard-lovedoll?”
Isabella grinned widely and kissed her lover. “You’re the Cyber Queen, you can have whatever you want babe.”
From the other room, k72589332 stepped out into the hallway and snapped to attention. “Your Majesty,” the drone paused, unsure how to address the Cyber Queen’s sister.
Cordelia, sensing this from the drone, walked to her and took her hand. “Jenny. Her name is Jenny. My uh, first decree as Cyber Queen is that she is to be free to aide Me in ruling the empire.” She turned to Isabella, looking for approval. Isabella gave her a sarcastic golf clap.
k72589332 nodded. “Yes, Your Majesty. Jenny is waking up.”
The Cyber Queen and Chosen passed by the drone quickly and stood in the doorway. Jenny was, in fact, stirring and slowly opening her eyes. “Hey,” she said through a yawn. The blond paused for a moment. “Uh, I just heard you think.” She looked down at her body, adorned in a pair on panties and t-shirt. “I’m not a drone anymore. That was weird.”
Isabella and Cordelia started laughing and sat down on the bed to embrace her. Jenny playfully shoved Isabella backwards on the bed. “You’ve jilled off to me! And my sister!”
Isabella turned deep red as Cordelia and Jenny both glared at her. “What? You’re both beautiful.” She pointed at Cordelia. “No getting mad Ms. igetallgirlieboneriffic over women in suit jackets and ties.”
This time Jenny turned to her sister with a shocked look. Cordelia sighed loudly. Jenny touched Isabella’s arm. A moment later, both Cordelia and Isabella raised their eyebrows. Jenny had shared her own private thoughts and dreams of Isabella.
The almost 18 year old girl wrapped a few fingers under Isabella’s. “Besides my sister, you were the first, very out, dyke I knew.” She looked at both of them. “If it weren’t for you guys, who knows how I would’ve turned out. “But, Isabella, you were, and are, my role model.” They hugged tightly, Isabella kissing the side of the girl’s head.
Behind them, they could hear Cordelia watching them from the doorway. Gazing at her briefly, Jenny suddenly took the initiative and kissed Isabella on the mouth. Surprised, but intrigued by Cordelia’s lack of concern or anger in their mental connection, she returned the kiss. They rubbed their heads together quietly, basking in their connection.
Jenny pulled away. She looked at Cordelia, and then to Isabella, unsure who to ask the question on her mind. Finally, she looked down. “So, um, if there is a Cyber Queen and a Chosen, what am I?” The blond looked dejected at the lack of an identifier.
Isabella was thoughtful for a minute. “Well, as far as I know, there has never been a third.” She pondered a name. “Cyber...Princess?”
Jenny was aghast. “Do I look like a fucking princess?”
“Cyber...Lady?” Cordelia suggested. “It’s like Time Lady, but without enough Lalla Ward.” Quickly she turned to Isabella. Isabella grinned. They fist bumped again.
Jenny rolled her eyes. “Nerds run the planet now.” She laughed out loud. “Ha! But creepy gross misogynistic boy nerds are all gone!” Now she was the one sharing fist bumps. “Cyber Lady is pretty cool. Are we breaking some rule?”
Cordelia immediately spoke. “Fuck the rules.” She hugged her sister. “I want my sister at My side.”
Jenny sat back down next to Isabella, who was looking at the sister with a look of absolute love. “Hey, can I have the cheerleading squad from my school as my...staff? And my history teacher from last year.”
Cordelia smiled at her sister. “Sure.” Isabella shrugged, sharing a note through their minds that they can pick that stuff later.
The brunette pulled a travel bracelet out of sub space. “We should really get going so You can be properly introduced to the Empire.”
“That is some sort of inter dimensional bracelet.” Cordelia just guessed.
“Yep! It can take us across town or across a few galaxies.” She looked over at their blond companion. “Jenny, you need to get dressed.” The teenager still only wore a shirt and underwear.
Jenny turned, passing k72589332 and walked to her room. Isabella watched her ass sway as the girl walked away. Cordelia elbowed her and mouthed my fucking sister!?!, to which her lover just shrugged. She came back a few minutes later hair pulled into a ponytail, wearing a light pink dress and high heeled sandals. Cordelia could see why her lover found the girl so attractive.
Blushing at the attention from both women, Jenny looked down for a moment and looked back up with a serious look on her face. “Where are we going to live? Do I need to pack?”
“I’ve been meaning to ask that too.” Cordelia agreed.
Isabella thought for a moment. “We could just build our headquarters around the house? I like it here.” Both of her companions nodded in agreement. “Then let’s do it!” She tilted her head slightly, mentally commanded k72589332 to come into the room.
k72589332 immediately came into the room and snapped to attention. “We have decided to use this site as our residence. Begin plans for a large, but not super tacky, headquarters for the Cyber Queen, Chosen, and Cyber Lady.” She looked over at Cordelia who raised her eyebrows in deference to Isabella’s clear expertise. “Download the likes and dislikes of all three of us. Surprise us with a few designs.” She moved to stand directly in front of the drone. “Your existence, from this point on, is as the Cyber Queen’s builder. You will lead the reconstruction of this planet in her vision.”
k72589332 paused for a moment while downloading her new skills. Without speaking, she pulled a tape measure and small netbook out of sub space and began to design a set of plans.
Isabella turned around to face the sisters again. “You ready to go?”
“Is there anything else I need to know?”
Isabella grabbed Jenny and Cordelia’s hands and put them on the bracelet, which she snapped on her own arm. “Oh, not much, just that we are meeting with Athena when we arrive. She has taken a personal interest in us.”
Before Cordelia could scream WHAT!?, they vanished. k72589332 walked past where they had been and kept working.
As x01 buried her head between f2478’s legs yet again, she felt that sudden sense of sapphic euphoria which overcame her every time she pleasured her lover. They’d been at it for the past few hours, learning each other’s bodies, trying different positions, and falling further in love with each climax.
After f2478’s body twinged and she screamed in ecstasy again, the lovers snuggled up tightly at the top of the bed. x01, quickly becoming the more passive and feminine of the couple, snuggled up closely, feeling safe and secure with her beloved. “Did you like that?” she inquired quietly, her voice taking on a soft, gentle, tone.
Stroking the drone’s hair, f2478 leaned in and kissed her. “f2478 loved that. You are quite good at it.”
Vaguely, in a corner of her mind, x01 considered the fact that she did not ever not know. The thought flew away just as quickly and she smiled. “x01 wants to make you happy.” She curled up tighter against f2478. “She love you so much; she needs you.”
Suddenly, both drones felt a sudden pain in their minds. Looking up at her lover, x01 looked for answers as she closed her eyes from the sensory overload. Grabbing her tightly, f2478 whispered in her ear. “It’s okay, the Cyber Queen is in her coronation.” Realizing what that meant, x01 kissed her lover passionately as their minds were overwhelmed.
Finally, both drones stopped in place. Vacantly they stared at each other as new programming was downloaded into their minds. Blinking a few times, both drones wore determined looks on their faces as they moved to obey their new orders. f2478 took x01’s hand in her own, “Her Majesty has been coroneted, we have been called to the Empire.”
Smiling softly, x01 squeezed down on her lover’s hand. “We will serve the Cyber Queen.” Mindlessly they stood next to each other and did not move as f2478’s travel bracelet enveloped them and returned the drones to their rightful place at the side of Cordelia, Earth’s Cyber Queen.
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