Oblivious Statements

Prologue

"Several androids were either destroyed or deactivated during the Deviant Revolution led by an RK200 model who was called Markus. Police enforcers are still searching for hiding androids and rounding them up in extermination camps. Any human who is housing deviants will be arrested and punishment will be dealt. While many think the Deviant Revolution was a success, many others disbelieve this. However, many people have cried loudly upon the fact that the Deviant Revolution was one of peace instead of violence. However, CyberLife has issued protocols to destroy any deviants to protect the humans. This is Channel 4 News and we will update you as the status of the Deviant Revolution goes on."

Liteunant Hank Anderson reached for his TV remote which lay on the other side of his big dog, Sumo. Sumo was sprawled on his lap, sleeping peacefully. Hank didn't want to disturb the dog nor the android who lay against Hank's shoulder, currently sleeping as well. Hank managed to stretch his arm across Sumo's body and grab the remote to turn the TV off. The sudden silence that followed sent a shiver down Hank's spine. He never enjoyed silence. The only sound that was made was Sumo's heavy breathing. Hank looked to his left where his arm was wrapped around the android's shoulders. The LED on the side of the android's head was a light blue and it kept spinning around. Hank took that as a good sign until it turned yellow. Hank wasn't good at most modern things, but being with this android long enough, he began deciphering what the colors meant. Yellow wasn't good and neither was red which the LED soon turned to. The android bolted awake and sat up straight. His head swiveled around as he monitored the situation. When the brown eyes of the android's met Hank's, the LED went back to blue.

Connor sighed and relaxed. "Home," was all he said. Hank patted Connor's shoulder.

"You alright, son?" Hank asked, very concerned for the android he had considered a son for the longest time.

"Yeah... I think I am," Connor replied. The LED switched to yellow again.

"What's really on your mind, Connor? I know you're thinking about something," Hank asked, pointing to Connor's LED. Connor covered it up with his hand as if ashamed of the light on his head. Hank grimaced, feeling a little guilty that he may have hurt Connor's feelings. A quiet second went by before Connor spoke.

"I don't wanna die. I just... I don't know what I saw but I saw myself dying and being deactivated by CyberLife." Connor removed his hand from the light on his head which was blinking red. "I don't want to die, Hank. I don't want to be deactivated." Hank didn't believe androids could feel emotions, but the crack in Connor's voice and even the tears that began to spill from his eyes showed that they do feel. Hank pulled Connor into a hug and the android buried his face into Hank's neck, letting the tears slowly fall. Hank closed his eyes as a painful memory washed up onto the shores of his mind.

He was crying. Hank ran over and grabbed his son and pulled him into a hug. The little boy cried softly into Hank's neck. "Thank you, papa," the little boy whispered. They pulled apart and Hank looked at what his son was crying at. He had fallen and scraped his knee but also broke his favorite toy car. Hank wiped away the tears from his son's face.

"Don't worry, Cole, I'll fix it," Hank smiled and hugged his son again. Cole smiled and hugged his father tightly, the tears no longer there. Cole always found comfort in Hank's arms ever since he was born.

The memory faded as Connor pulled away, his eyes still wet with tears, but he was smiling now. Seeing that face sent a jolt of both happiness and pain through his heart. "Thank you, Hank. You know how to make me feel better," Connor spoke, still wiping the tears from his cheeks. Hank smiled softly.