Ralph and Y/N were friends. Good ones at that. They'd visit him in the abandoned house and he'd listen to their stories of work. Good and bad. Only today was different: Y/N hadn't visited.
"Y/N? Where are you? Ralph hasn't seen you. Ralph is worried..." He mumbled to himself while tidying the house as much as he could, in case Y/N made an appearance. It was late, at 10 pm and they still hadn't shown. Sighing reluctantly, he went to the bedroom he used to power down and lay down, looking out the window.
He shot up and yelped in fear when lightning struck, hitting directly in front of the old abandoned house. Shaking, he backed up, his body hitting the wall. He looked around once he heard ringing, it was coming from the phone Y/N had given him so that they could talk more often. Picking up the phone with a shaky hand, he answered the call.
"Ralph? Ralph are you ok?" They asked, very obviously worried for him. Y/N had just arrived back from work and wanted to check on their friend, to make sure nothing had happened to Ralph in the storm.
"Ralph, Ralph is ok Y/N! But is Ralph's friend ok? Ralph's friend didn't come to see Ralph today..." He reminded, sitting on his makeshift bed and holding his knees close to his chest. He could hear movement from outside the house and whimpered, clenching the phone in a vice-like grip. Exiting his room slowly, he walked out the front door, not before wearing the custom face mask that Y/N had bought for him, 'It'll help your confidence in public, no one will remark about your face.'
He walked the streets of Detroit, making sure to tell Y/N every five minutes or so where he was. He was approaching Y/N's street when he was approached by a group of teens, who meant trouble. Backing away, he dropped the phone and hit the wall behind him.
"Ralph? Ralph where are you!?" Y/N called out, unaware that the android couldn't hear them. On the other side of the call, Ralph was whimpering when he saw the thugs pull out weapons and covered his face with his hands.
"Aww... is the android scared?" The apparent ring leader mocked, prodding Ralph with his crowbar. Turning to the rest of his friends, he smirked and only needed to say a few words, "Get it."
The group wasted little time, immediately attacking Ralph with crowbars, hammers, metal poles and even a blade. Ralph was stuck under their blows, he couldn't find a way out as they pummeled him repeatedly. Five minutes had passed, when finally the group; of thugs decided that they had had enough. Dropping their weapons nearby they walked off, laughing amongst themselves. Ralph was paralyzed with fear and scrambled around in the dark, trying to find his phone. Picking it up, he called Y/N for the second time that night.
"Y/N, Y/N... Please pick up... Ralph is scared..."
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Detroit: Become Human; Scenarios
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