Malfunction (DBH Connor x Reader)

Chapter 3

We stood waiting in the interrogation room on the other side of the two way glass. Connor, Chris, and I watched, accompanied by asshole Detective Gavin Reed, as Dad got no where questioning the deviant.

"Fuck it, I'm outta here!" Dad said loosing his patience, "We're wasting our time interrogating a machine, we're gettin' nothing out of it!"

"Could always try roughing it up a little," Gavin suggested, "After all it's not human."

I sent a glare in his direction, "That wouldn't work, Reed. Androids don't feel pain and that wouldn't make him talk."

Alongside being the dick he is, Gavin is one of those hypocrites that hates androids. I hate the man. The asshole tried asking me out a couple months after I started at the Detroit Police. When I rejected him he decided to take it upon himself to be a complete prick, though he still tries his bet to get a date with me.

"It," Gavin corrected. Most people don't use pronouns for androids because it humanizes them and god forbid a non-human is treated fairly.

"He," I replied defiantly.

"Deviants also have a tendency to self destruct in stressful situations," Connor added.

"Alright, Sherlock..." Gavin sneered and pushed me slightly.

"Don't you dare touch her!" Dad shouted.

Gavin ignored him, "...What do you suppose we do?"

"I could try questioning it," Connor suggested.

Everyone looked at the android and Gavin gave a sarcastic laugh. Dad shrugged, "What do we have to loose? Go ahead, suspect's all yours."

Connor left for the other side of the glass. He approached the table and looked over the case file. After he was done he sat down. "You're damaged," Connor pointed out, "Did your owner do that? Did he beat you?"

Still no response, "You've refused to talk since they arrested you. If you don't cooperate, they'll do things the hard way."

Connor seemed to realize that diplomacy was not working. He slammed the file on the table, "28 stab wounds! You didn't want to leave him a chance, huh? Did you feel anger? Hate? He was bleeding, begging you for mercy, but you stabbed him, again and again and again!"

"Please," the android finally began speaking, "Please leave me alone."

"I know you killed him. Why don't you say it?"

"Please," he looked terrified.

Connor slammed his hands on the table, "Just say 'I killed him'! Is it that hard to say?!"

"Stop it! Stop it!" the android pleaded.

Connor pulled the android out of the seat and lifted him up roughly, "Just say you killed him! Just say it!"

He threw the android back down. "He tortured me everyday," the android said, "I did whatever he told me but there was always something wrong..."

I could feel my eye twitch while the android  told his story and clenched my fists involuntarily, "Then one day... He took a bat and started hitting me... For the first time, I felt scared. Scared he might destroy me, scared I might die. So I grabbed the knife and stabbed him in the stomach... I felt better... So I stabbed him again, and again, until he collapsed... There was blood everywhere."

"Why did you write 'I AM ALIVE' on the wall?" Connor asked.

"He used to tell me I was nothing... That I was just a piece of plastic. I had to write it, to tell him he was wrong," the android explained. I could feel my anger bubbling up, hopefully Gavin would keep his mouth shut about androids so I don't throat punch him. Keeping their job is the only reason on one has acted on the impulse.

"The sculpture in the bathroom, you made it, right? What does it represent?" Connor asked.

"It's an offering... An offering so I'll be saved..."

"The sculpture was an offering... An offering to whom?"

"To rA9. Only rA9 can save us."

"RA9... It was written on the bathroom wall. What does it mean?"

"The day shall come when we will no longer be slaves. No more threats, no more humiliation. WE will be the masters," the android sounded like he was reciting a prophecy.

"Who is rA9?"

The android didn't answer. Connor decided to drop the question, "When did you start feeling emotion?"

"Before, he used to beat me and I never said anything... But one day I realized it wasn't fair! I felt... anger... Hatred. And I knew what I had to do."

I understood the android's reaction. Not that killing someone was the route to go but I understood why he would want to. Humans treat androids so horribly and act like androids are responsible for all of their problems. People beat their androids, break them because they aren't alive. It hasn't even been one hundred years since humans were doing this to their own kind and now they've completely turned from humans to androids.

"Why did you hide in the attic instead of running away?"

"I didn't know what to do... For the first time, there was no one there to tell me... I was scared. So I hid."

Connor turned to the glass, "I'm done," he announced. As he was about to leave the room the android slammed his forehead against the table. Then he picked it back up and did it again.

"What the fuck is it doing?" Gavin asked.

"It's destroying itself," Dad stated.

We rushed in to try and stop him. Chris and I tried to get him to stand. He resisted easily and kept slamming his forehead on the table. We ended up not being able to stop him. With one final slam the android fell dead, Thirium coating the table.

Dad breathed out a whisper, "Holy shit!"