'Shocking', isn't it?

The drone sat in the closet, red lights pulsing gently as he racked his mind for answers. Who was this scary thing that called herself 'Queen'? How was he a problem? And- why was he so small? The drone was unable to answer any of these, and so sank into a deep sleep, hoping that something would come to him in the morning.

But all that came were nightmares.

He was here. The male turned to his mate and chittered anxiously. The predator had arrived.

No, it didn't matter, the female replied. They would fight him. They would kill him. He would not stand against their combined strength. He would fall.

But of course, he didn't. At first, the duo had the advantage- two always was better than one. The male screeched victoriously as he swooped down, and sank his fangs into the predator's neck. He tasted the sweet, radioactive blood that pulsed through its body. His mate was next, slamming into the predator and throwing the beast off balance. The monster crashed to the ground, and the male and his mate were upon it, clawing and biting at its vulnerable neck and stomach, gouging at its eyes.

But then the nest was destroyed, a plume of fire bursting from it as every egg inside burned to death. The female's scream of agony tore the male's heart. She galloped off, desperate. And then the predator made his move, lunging forwards and catching the male by his wing. The male squawked with surprise, but the predator would not relent. He threw the male, who spun out of control into the air. Furiously, the male swooped down, ready for another slash, claws extended to-

The predator simply turned, and slammed the male through a building. Metal stabbed through the male, tearing his flesh, piercing his heart. The world darkened, the male's vision swam, and with one last croak... the world went black.

The drone's eyes flickered. Everything was still dark. For a second, he wondered if he was still dead. But no, being dead was cold, and silent. Here, the drone felt warm- if a bit uncomfortable, and he could hear... singing? Yes, that was singing, and the one who was singing was-

The drone remembered. Last night, the closet, the 'Queen', everything. That was her singing. Odd. But, seeing how last night had fared, he would remain here, hidden.