Hank Anderson had just begun getting settled into his routine of having the RK800 android in his life and work. But he could have never expected a second android being forced into his care.
"I am model SPUTNIK100 made by the Russian CyberLife branch...
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"Katya, your initialisation and training is complete. You've passed all the tests better than we could have ever expected. Your almost ready."
She stood in an all white room complete with a one way mirror, the voice speaking harshly through an intercom. She had did everything they said but they still hadn't told her anything, she didn't know where she was and her natural humanly curiosity took over her. But somehow that was filled down by the inescapable mitt of her overbearing programme. She had no idea of the urges it brought on, the urges to obey. She didn't know what was happening inside her yet she knew it wasn't natural. But she didn't ask any questions. She didn't step out of line. She obeyed.
"What will happen to me? After these initialisation stage?" Katya speaks up, straightening up ever so slightly, speaking to her superiors, she only knew they were superior because of the fact that she couldn't see them but they watched her.
"We've got some plans for you. More specifically you were made for a purpose and that will become your mission. But we haven't completed your initialisation yet." But, she had done everything, from combat training to taking shots to her her Android counterparts, being tortured to make sure she won't speak, endless interrogations and tests of any deviancy from her programme. But her humanity was something they couldn't erase. They didn't know how to but she was sure that they would do it if they knew how yo do so.
Her eyebrows furrow slightly.
Suddenly a door opens and a trembling Android is shoved into the room, handcuffing it's hands behind its back.
"We haven't tested your loyalty, obedience to your mission and direct orders." But they had, endless amounts of times to the point that she was beginning to question how legitimate their orders were. She was a human being. Kind of. It wasn't fair she was treated like dirt, like nothing, an object and slave... like and Android.
"In front of you is a deviant. And Android that had deviated from its programming. This deviation results in erratic behaviour, stimulated human emotions. They could be a threat. Your first mission will be about deviants." She looks down at the AP700 model, still in its uniform. He was trembling, kneeling in front of Katya. He was too human. She had seen multiple androids around the compound, assisting with paperwork or repairs or just standing idly. But none had the amount of expression he held.
"We need you to shoot him. Neutralise him is our preferred term."
Kill him.
She looks to the side seeing a table with a gun she had took notice of when she herself stood idly waiting for orders. She was more of a machine than this Android and she was half human. The sudden urge to obey. Her feet moved on their own accord towards the gun, picking it up and returning to the man on his knees, his eyes meeting hers, silently pleading. She raises her hand, the gun pointing at his head and a small sob escapes him. He was afraid to die.
