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'I keep hearing the voices in my head echoing of murder and slaughter. I don't want this... I don't want to hurt anyone anymore!'

Killuas hands were shaking in the back of Gons neck, ready to slash at any second. Killua wasn't sure for once in his life if he was ever in control of any of his actions.

【why is that?】

'Because why are we even doing this, it doesn't solve any problems other than our own finances, which are already one of the highest in our world.'

He kept fighting his creator for justice, no matter how many logical reasons Killua stated they would benefit from quitting assassination, his "father figure" was not willing to listen anytime soon, unless...

"What is your name.."

Killuas sound was raspy and almost reverted as he tries to communicate with Gon once again.

"You already know my name."

"Your real name."

"What do you mean?"

"I-"

Before Killua could respond, he felt his left hand being thrashed and quickly grabbed his wrist with his right hand; both hands continued to shake hesitantly, Killua, experiencing fear in its purest form, as he's been told:

【if you don't destroy him, I will send Illumi. To not only destroy this other robot, but to bring you home. You need repairs, you shouldn't be thinking like that at all. Understood?】

'But, I-!'

【not another word! Destroy that robot! Now!】

Killua, unable to control his actions any longer, slashed Gons head, clean off.

Wires stuck out of Gons neck, some sparks flew before Gons body hit the ground. Cold.

【that took longer than it should've, come now. Come home and I will repair you.】

'No.'

【that is an order! You will not disobey me!】

'Too late'

Killua ripped out a chip in the back of his head, causing him to temporarily lose sight. Regaining it was not on his list of top priorities however.

As Killua finally lost contact with his "family", he pick up Gons body and disconnected head and ran to the nearest repairmen

"Please help me fix him."

Killuas voice was still destroyed from the current trauma he went through.

"My name's Leorio. I'm still going to engineering school but I'm the only one here so let's see what we have. Not to mention you sound like you need repairs as well."

"How much will it cost?"

"I do things free of charge since I'm technically not licensed yet, but I'm close enough to be honest."

"I like your style."

"A lot of people do."

Leorio picked up Gons body and grabbed the head afterward. Taking a flashlight and his goggles, he took a closer inspection at Gons neck, to see what kind of damage could've done this.

"What even caused this? Were you here when this happened or did you find him like this?"

"I...... Found him like that..."

'I can't tell him that I was the cause of it, if I did, he'd probably run away and Gon would never get fixed...'

"Are you sure?"

"Positive..."

"Alright then, just relax while I get this check out out and fixed, it could take anywhere from 3-7 days, is that alright?"

"Why are you asking me? Aren't I just a robot?"

"That doesn't mean I don't put your feelings into consideration."

Leorio flashed a quick smirk before getting to work back on Gon.

'My..... Feelings..?'

Killua was astounded that someone else thought of something like a personalized butler, built to do whatever the creator told it, had its own sense of conscious.

"Anyway, what do you plan to do in the meantime while I'm fixing your friend?"

'Friend?'

「robots are designed to fulfill their masters orders, they don't need nor want friends. Isn't that right?」

'N-no.... I want to become friends with Gon...'

「even if you do manage to trick someone into being your ally, you'll just betray them.」

'No I won't! I will promise not to!'

「promises mean nothing」

'What do YOU know about promises?!'

「calm down, you'll end up being scrapped and rebuilt. Anyone can be replaced. No one has value.」

'What would you know about value and bonds... All you are is their lapdog! Your worse then M-248!'

「it's been a while since you've called him his model name rather than the names you have everyone. It's better, your learning.」

"Just shut up!!"

Killua remembering the words of dialog from a robot ranks above him suddenly yelling, forgetting that he is no longer trapped at his war-ridden factory.

"I know I'm told to talk a lot but geez, did you have to yell at me to shut up? People are getting lazier and lazier with coding..."

"A- no I didn't mean to tell you that, I'm sorry."

"Don't sweat it, no one usually means it...... Usually..."

Leorio grunted and turned back to Gon. Grabbing a torch to mend cords.

'I can't let that happen again, I would erase everything, but if I did, I'd go back to my old line of code..... To kill.... I don't want to hurt anyone... Especially.... Him...'