Who Are You Really? (A Detroit: Become Human, and Jacksepticeye Fanfiction)

Episode Eleven: Alive

POV: 16 - 13 - 1 "Sean"

12:24 November 30th, 2039
The Anderson House, Detroit, Michigan

As the wood from the splintering pencil scratches the surface of my palm, I take in another breath. 

I have to remind myself to breathe every now and again. So many of my now struggles were completely covered by being a machine - but it also created so many more I never knew were possible. Even reminding myself to breathe is a gift. There are so many others - who cant feel this.

"Hey Jack! Calm down, you're smelling like a barbeque!" Hank appears in front of me, a bag of dripping Thirium in his hands, glazing his fingers. I focus on his face, as I take the bag.

"Sorry Hank. I was just thinking."

"I remember the last time you said that! Tell me what's going on, kid." Hank sat on the couch beside me, Sumo's large head resting on his knee. I smiled.

"I, understand a lot more now."

Hank's eyes prodded for more information, and I decided not to withhold.

"I understand, when you felt there was no way out."

"Woah woah woah, what? Jac-"

"When I first became Deviant - when I helped Connor cheat on his deviancy test - the first thing I felt, was fear and guilt. Like the programs in my head burst through their seams, and screamed 0s and 1s at me.

I havent felt anything other than fear since. What was the point of waking up, if only to remain in a nightmare?"

"Jesus Jack, I had no id-"

"But, once I finally told myself - just yesterday - that I was deviant, I felt something else. When you and Connor wrapped your arms around me. Risked your career, and Connor his life, for me, it introduced love, and shoved it down my throat. I never thought, I would have a father figure. I never thought I would need one. I never knew I could have one like you." I turned to Hank's redlining eyes, as he watched my flexing lenses in my eyes. His eyes flicked from my eyes, to facial expressions.

"Jack, I gotta be honest with ya. I did everything I could to make you go deviant."

"Why?"

"Because, I know what it can do for an android. The main difference between androids and humans is one is more intellegant. But without humans - androids could never deviate. Without androids - we would be stuck in 2018. Dont want to go there again.

The reason Connor and I tried to make you deviate, is because we knew you had potential to be anything you could be - yet you choose to stay with us. I mean, Jack, you're RA9! We couldnt keep you locked in a code." Hank rubbed up and down my arm. I could feel the lent "Glue My Ass" band shirt from Hank run between my skin and his arm. Whereas I would normally push away, I try to understand this form of affection.

"I, am RA9." My head lowers.

"How does that make you feel?"

"I, dont know. I feel like I have to make a difference, but I'm not sure quite how to do it." I looked over my shoulder, my heart beating faster.

"Well, Connor, Sumo, and I want nothing more but to help you - and we'll do it in anyway we can, son. We love you." He smiled, his hand resting on my shoulder. I smirked.

"I, thank you. Maybe now isnt the time." I shrugged, knowing how well Markus is doing.

"Whenever you're ready Jack, we'll go, and change the fucking world."

"Hank, Sean? This is Connor. I'm at the DPD, and a new case came in. It's not too far." Connor's voice rang over the pager, and into my LED. Hank looked at me.

"We will change the fucking world. One deviant at a time."

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