SHORT CIRCUIT, connor dbh (discontinued)

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"Now that I have your attention, everyone get on the ground!" Olivia yelled.

"Don't make a sound and don't move, or I'll empty a round on you plastics!" Olivia screamed, her gun in hand, "And I just blocked the cell phone signal, so don't even bother trying to call the police. They don't care about you anyway."

"Don't do this, Liv. They haven't done anything wrong," Connor tried to reason with her, but was failing to do so.

"Shut up!" Olivia snapped, "Now who do I start with? Oh, I know. Markus, North, come here."

Markus and North stood up, looking at her. She motioned to them with her gun to put their hands up, and they put their hands behind their heads. They walked towards her, North had slightly tear stained cheeks.

"It's a shame that you're a deviant, North. I actually kind of liked you. We might've made a good team," Olivia said.

"Both of you turn around and get on your knees," Olivia ordered and made them face the other andriods in the church.

"You're acting irrationally, Olivia. Why are you doing this?" Markus asked.

"My mission is to eliminate as many deviants as possible, and I'm going to accomplish my mission," Olivia explained.

"Your mission? Who sent you to do such a thing?" Markus asked, "We all had respect for you, Liv. You helped lead us to our freedom!"

"I'm not her! I'm not weak and pathetic little Liv," Olivia said.

"I can't decide, Markus. Is it worse to make your people watch their leaders die, or to let you watch your people be slaughtered? Hmm?" Olivia said as she put her gun to the back of his head.

"Kill me, and let everyone go," Markus offered a deal.

"Ha! Not happening! Everyone in this room, except me and Conan, are dying today. I'm just trying to have a little fun doing it. It's boring to just shoot everyone as quick as possible, I don't get time to enjoy it, you know?"

Connor was trying to get the knife out of his hand. This had happened to him before at the Stratford Tower, so he knew how to do it quickly, but needed Olivia to be distracted. North noticed this, and winked at Connor, knowing how to distract her.

"Olivia, I'll join you," North said. She got up and turned to face her.

"North!" Markus yelled.

"Nice try, North. Now that your life's being threatened, you'll do anything to survive, right?" Olivia asked and smirked.

"No, I mean it. I want to join you, Olivia. I'll help you, and I want to, even if you do have to kill me in the end for being a deviant," North assured.

"Wow! That sounds like bullshit," Olivia said, "You really want to help me and are fine with letting me kill you afterwards? I don't believe it."

"What do need me to do to prove it to you?" North asked. Olivia looked around then remembered the pistol secured to her side. She handed it to North, then immediately put her other gun against her head.

"Shoot Markus. And don't try to pull anything or I swear I'll blow your head off," Olivia threatened. North turned to Markus, aiming the gun at his head. She turned her head and seen that Connor was gone. Olivia was still focused on her, and Connor was out of North's view.

"Look him in the eye, North. Put a bullet between his eyes. Show me that you're ruthless. Show me that you're still a machine," Olivia said, pushing her own gun further towards North's head. North didn't want to do it, and looked at her friend with a pain in her eyes as he looked down the barrel of her gun. She turned her head away, and wrapped her finger on the trigger.

"Look him in the eyes, North! Kill him or I'll kill you right now. You'll die being remembered as a traitor to everyone here," Olivia ordered, "If you're going to betray your people, your friends, do it the right way.

"Just do it already, North!" Olivia started getting more annoyed by her hesitance, "Unless you've changed your mind, because right now, your wasting my-"

Olivia was interrupted by Connor putting her knife against her throat. It was still stained blue by his blood. Connor said, threateningly, "Drop the gun."

"That's not going to happen, Connor," Olivia laughed, "You won't kill me."

"What makes you think that?" Connor asked, "You've become a sociopath, Liv. You don't feel bad about a thing. Why should I have any reason not to kill you?"

"You're right. You shouldn't have to think twice about killing me. I don't feel a thing," Olivia said, "But you've finally realized that I'm not Liv. And you know that if you kill me, she dies too. You'd let me kill every andriod in this building before you'd hurt me, Connor, because you're selfish. You care about you and her, and no one else is important enough to you when it comes to you and her. Somehow, you still think there's a chance for you and your girlfriend to live a happy, perfect, little life."

"You're threatening innocent lives, Olivia. I don't want to kill you, but I will if you give me no choice," Connor said, "North, give me your gun."

"North, don't!" Olivia ordered. North handed it to him, avoiding eye contact with her as she did so. Connor let go of her, dropping the knife and kicking it far away from them. He aimed the gun at her as she turned to face him.

"Drop the gun and surrender, Olivia," Connor ordered.

"Conan, keep shooting the andriods. Don't stop until I tell you," Olivia smirked. Conan hesitated, but aimed his gun in their direction.

"Now, Connor, I think you should drop your gun."

"I'm sorry, Liv," he said and fired the gun.