Incomplete Story

I wrote this with my cousin some years ago, I just found it in a paper, I don't really know how to name it or how to continue it :p, It's Touhou related. Situation - Apocalyptic, the year 2640 A.D. // A city was desolated. The area had been through one of the most horrific and destructive wars to ever have happened. She was there, amongst the rubble and steel strewn about. But the thing was that she was being followed. Followed by someone she knew well. It was her somewhat-friend Hong, the Chinese gate guard. Why she was following, she really didn't know, nor bothered to care. One thing that was unknown was a presence, no, two people, that were inside the city - or at least what was left of it. It was Alec Dunham-Spark Margatroid, the young puppeteer, and the all too-well-known Drone that practically stalked the Raven wherever she went. Fate was about to weave it's story, one of massive proportions, as the pairs were about to have the encounter of a lifetime. And in the corner of her sight, a small wall crumbled to dust. All around, innumerable structures fell prey to gravity and urban decay but there had been something wrong with this one. As the very chunks that made it up broke apart, something small and not quite as dark as the shadows it hid in pulled away. Something about it didn't quite yell rodent or rogue piece of debris either. Perched on the top of a tall structure, perhaps once a tourist attraction and national wonder, a strange but familiar figure watched crouched. The drone it was but there was something off about it. For one, he was wearing clothing. Actual clothing, not just modified carapace. Long robes that looked elegant yet sinister with the jagged and overly-segmented shapes drawn on them, as if insects had been sewn into the purple-white robes. Where one would see carapace one would also see strange silver armour that changed its colour accordingly, as much a part of him as the organic shell. And his face, the visor part of it seemed made of steel now while his mouth was covered by a metallic mask. It seems that he'd been in the graces of some rather unusual friends. He didn't move - the target was coming closer. He had a rather nasty surprise and a very heavy one in store.