Short circuit

Four

(Name) POV

We arrived inside the club, immediately seeing some Traci models in their spots as my nose wrinkles in disgust. The fact that people actually buy a used Android someone else has used is gross. Yes yes, I'm an adult but at least I know that some of these Androids here could have some possible STD germs lingering on them and that's the gross part. We walked through the doors and walk further into the club, seeing a room being closed off. That's where the crime happened, which means that's the place we're gonna be investigating.

We walk inside only to find Gavin Reed and another one of his associates getting ready to walk out. His face didn't seemed pleased to see Connor or Hank, but when he seen me he flashed me a smirk. I side stepped behind Connor, knowing he would be able to hide me from Gavin since he's y'all and built to a manlier frame. From what I'm guessing, Connor could be 5'11 or 6'0. I'm not that tall so he'd be able to hide me. Then Reed began to speak up.

"Here to investigate with your tin can Hank? There's not much to see here but knock yourself out" he says as he walks past Hank and shoulder shoves Connor and his associate walked away but he stopped and turned to me. "You like working with those two (Name)? The tin can and his old man?" Reed asked and I glared at him. "Lieutenant Hank Anderson is and always will be a better detective than you Gavin and you know it" I say, Hank glancing at the situation and making sure I wouldn't need assistance. Connor had already walked into the room, and he took a look at the commotion here.

"Just know that if you ever need a man to help you with anything, I'll be here" Gavin said, making me fully ignore him and push him out of the way before going inside to investigate. That's the problem with Gavin, he always tries to find something to get my attention for. It isn't like I'll ever want to be with him or near him anyways.

I frown as I start by looking at the broken Traci, Connor inspecting the body. From what I've seen, there had to have been a second person here or else at least one of these two would have survived. Connor then stands, coming over to look at the Traci model too as I take out a pen and gently lift the head of the Traci to see that she had been choked too. Just like the victim had been choked to death.

"The Traci has been badly damaged" Connor announces and Hank scoffs. "Tell us something we don't know" Hank retorts, getting no response from Connor. "I can attempt to turn on the Traci but the Traci won't last long once powered on" Connor tells us and I nod in approval. "That would be very wise to do" I tell Connor and he nods. "Right" he says and proceeds to turn on the Traci model.

Once she's powered on she goes into panic mode, gripping Connor's arms in a scared manner. "He- he's dead?" She ask, her eyes wildly scanning over the room and finally on the dead body. "Yes, what happened?" Connor asks, cutting straight to the point. The Traci looks to Hank and then to me and back at Connor.

"H-he was breaking and destroying me for pleasure and the... The second Traci killed him!" The Traci explained and Connor nodded. He then grabbed her arm and I knew, he was going through the Traci's memories. The Traci gasped and then shut down, not going to be able to be turned back on again as I cursed quietly. We left and went to talk to the club's boss. "If you want to interrogate any of the Traci models, you better hurry because the Traci models all auto memory wipe in two hours, meaning you have less than seven minutes to ask around." The boss earned and Connor began to look around, going to a Traci that's in the container and trying to open it, getting no luck at all.

"Lieutenant, I need your help" Connor said as the three of us went to the Traci container and Hank opened it. "This is not going to look on my bank report" Hank muttered as I snickered. Connor went through the memories quickly, seeing something useful because both me and Hank began to follow him. "Wouldn't the Traci just leave after killing someone?" I asked and they both shook their heads. "The Traci can't be seen on the street looking like that" Hank said. "Oh" I responded quietly and followed Connor. Hank opened another container and didn't look too pleased. "This case is gonna be solved and I'm going to be broke" Hank said and I shook my head, telling myself that I'll open the next one so that Hank wouldn't have to.

"The Traci went... This way" Connor said as I checked the watch and seen that we didn't have much time left. "Connor we have to hurry, there's not much time left" I warn and he turns to look at me briefly. "I am aware (Name), but I prefer quality over quantity" Connor says as he goes to the next Traci. Hank was about to touch the hand mark but I pushed it away.

"I'll do it, no need to spend all your money on this case" I say and Hank tries to stop me but I already did it. "Alright, your wallet not mine" Hank mumbles and Connor doesn't see much as he hurries and runs to the Janitor and touches the Janitor Android. "Storage..." Connor says and me and Hank exchanged a look as we went inside.

"This place has bad news written all over it... Just like a horror movie" I mumble to myself as we search around for this Traci. "What did the Traci look like?" Hank asked Connor, looking at a Traci that seemed suspicious. "Blue hair, Lieutenant" Connor responded while looking at a Traci that had the same hair color as what he told us. I didn't see a Traci that matched the description but I did find one that looked like it would do something at any given moment.

At that moment in time, everything seemed to slow down as I looked over and seen the Traci attack Connor and I was about to yell until the Traci I was watching jumoed out and attacked me. I tried my best to fight the Traci, but fighting a metallic person is a lot harder than it seemed.

"Hank! Help!" I yell as Hank looks over to see Connor also fighting a Traci of his own. Hank hurriedly runs over and pulls out his gun, piinting it to the Traci. "Hands in the air!" He yelled as the blue haired Traci threw Connor and he landed on Hank. The Traci i was fighting punched me on the face, busting my lip as I felt the blood on my face. I headbutted the Traci and put a dent in her forehead, seeing blue blood dripping from it as my head was feeling the pain of headbutting metal. The blue haired Traci got back to fighting Connor as Hank struggled to get up since he was winded.

Hank was getting up and then I kicked the Traci off of me, bot liking how I haf to fight it since it busted my lip. Hank was reaching for the gun but the Traci then kicked the gun away and under a table and then ran towards me, tackling me outside and we landed in a puddle. I got on top of the Traci and was about to punch but then it grabbed my hair, yanking me to the side and I grabbed a fistful of mud and put it in the eyes of the Traci. The Traci didn't like that as I then grabbed the Traci's hair and we fought like stereotypical females. I slammed the Traci into a brick wall and scratches the arm a bit as blue blood came out of the Traci.

The Traci retaliated and pushed me into the wall, hurting my head as i powered through and still fought. The Traci then kicked my feet from under me and kneed me in the stomach, causing me to feel intense pain as I coughed up and then vomited everything in my stomach. I laid on the ground in pain, feeling dizzy from the head injury as Hank was still inside for some reason. I seen both Traci models double teaming Connor and I seen he wasn't loosing but I still kept throwing up in pain.

Connor then pulled out a gun and pointed it at the Traci models as a throbbing was felt in my head. Connor didn't pull the trigger and the Traci Androids escaped as I felt one more urge to puke come up. I curled into a ball and felt a pain far worse than period cramps. This pain passed up any cramp I've felt in the past. Hank cane out with a couple officers and seen me on the ground in pain and came to my side to see if I was alright. Connor then noticed and walked over to where I was, analyzing my cirrent state.

I felt my eyes droop and Hank didn't have any of that. "Don't go to sleep on us (Name), you have a serious head injury" Hank said as he picked up my hurting form in his hands, much like you would hold an infant. "Lieutenant, let me" Connor insisted and I was passed over to Connor as Hank looked worried. That was the last thing I could hear clearly as I was drifting in and out if sleep, hearing words I couldn't make out at the moment and I felt the motion of being moved.

The club was the last thing I seen before I fell asleep completely.