Deviants (RK1700 SHIP)

Chapter 1

DECEMBER 3RD, 2038 14:30

FERNDALE LOWER ELEMENTARY SCHOOL

Connor walks up to the place in sadness and fear. His mind rushes with the worst problems with this place, but he already knows what is going on. He slowly walks up to the front door of the kindergarten that is now lined with police tape and cops. Ben and Hank talk by the entrance as others, including Gavin, get masks and gloves.

"You're going in there?" Ben asks, holding a tablet with info and writing.

"That's how you solve crimes Ben. What other ways are we supposed to solve shit?" Hank answers and crosses his arms. Connor's foot taps impatiently but nervously to get inside as he gets a look around. He scans some of the outside evidence, which includes a torn shirt and a knife.

"I mean Hank, you are allowing Connor!? I mean, Hank he's sensitive!" Ben then waves a hand over to Connor, who stands nearby Gavin and Tina. "I mean.." He sighs. "He's deviant now, Hank. Kamski has implanted more updates into him and he's not a normal android anymore who listens to your every order. If he sees something fucked up in there...-"

"He's just like the others shut up. He's a better model and isn't shaken by anything." Hank huffs and crosses his arms.

"That's gonna change Hank, both of your points are," Ben sighs and walks off, shaking his head. Hank stands there in confusement and waves Connor over, who was analyzing some papers.

"Oh by the way Hank," Ben yells, "The murderer used some pretty toxic chemicals to destroy some evidence. So make sure you wear a mask!"
Hank shrugs. "I'll be fine,"

"But Leui-" Connor starts.

"I'll be fine." He states.

Connor says quiet and enters the building.

Inside, it looks totally normal. The artwork from the preschoolers and higher grades line the hallway and the walls are clean with no cracks or damage.

"I thought there was a crime?" Hank questions, his eyebrows furrowing.

"There is. I asked some of the officers for the location it is down 2 hallways and in Classroom #5." Connor sighs and walks ahead, leaving Hank behind.

Hank nods and follows Connor to the location of the crime. The air gets worse and worse as they get closer. Hank coughs more and more once they are down the final hallway.

"Are you ok?" Connor asks, worried.

"I'm fine." Hank sighs.

They get to the classroom and go inside and the scene is engraved in Connor's mind. 10, maybe 12 kindergartens of all genders are murdered on the floor with blood splattered everywhere. Some are stabbed while others are shot, some look like they have their hair removed too. Some are raped and some are not, more commonly the girls. Connor freezes in shock in the doorway, not allowing Hank to see.

"Connor fucking move!" Hank yells, pushing Connor's back harshly.

Connor's eyes stay wide and he shakes his head back and forth. His breathing speeds up and starts to shake.

"Mother fucker-" Hank grumbles and charges into Connor, knocking him to the floor. Hank then sees the room and understands why Connor wasn't moving.

"Oh..My...Fucking...God." Hank swears.

Connor gets up and runs out, terrified. He runs, not in a single direction but going up and downstairs, back and forth hallways, and sometimes going in circles, until he hits a dead end. The images of the kids flood his mind and he can't think, so he just falls to his knees, forcing back tears. He looks up and realizes he is lost in the giant school, on the top floor.

"...L-Lieutenant?" Connor stammers, shouting down the hallways. No one replies except for the eco of his own voice.

"Anyone? Help!?" Connor cries again and his breathing speeds up as he curled into the corner. He feels like the walls are collapsing and he cries out for Hank.