HIT OR MISS | Detroit Become Human AU |

Who Am I Part 1

Im so sorry this is my first time writing plus English is not my first language lmao this is purely for fun not a serious  story

also if u don't like gore ill warn ya 

                                                                                                  HIT OR MISS

It was a sunny day like any other in the streets of Chicago. The people were crossing the busy roads and rushing to go to work or get that last cup of coffee before work. In the park people were playing with their kids and walking their dogs or going for a jog. Hiding in those groups of people there were also...androids. Eh...a Robot or a cyborg. Lifeless machines that walked among us, some were cops, some where picking up the litter or being a nanny and helping people carry the groceries. No matter what they were there always watching our every move and staying in our homes. Spying on you and your loved ones, pretending like they care and doing the chores for us because we were too lazy living in our happy bubble. But there were people who didn't want this kind of perfect life. They refused to live with robots. Why you ask? Well, for starters they were kind of perfect. They were attractive, perfect porcelain skin, no wrinkles. They didn't have any problems, they didn't CRY or get ANGRY. They were simply machines. There was no voice inside their head that would tell them " You'll be fine, its okay.". As androids already didn't have it hard enough, being abused by their owners, now they started to kill each other. Thats how a deviant is made. An android that malfunctions and decides to overthrow their owner by killing them or just leaving the home and refusing to do their tasks. The cops are constantly hunting down these deviants, there are even commercials about so called professional deviant hunters. This became a national crisis that traumatised the whole state.

"Test. Test. Test. 1, 2, 3. Can you hear me?" All of a sudden a strange feminine voice can be heard, feeling their breath on their neck. It was quite cold. "Can you repeat what I said?" Said the voice again. They could hear mumbling in the background and metal objects in the background. Suddenly a sharp pressure was felt in the right op hand corner and then relaxation. "Ah! Better? Can you her me now? Can you see me?" There was a bright light and a woman siting on a stool next to them. " I'll take that as a yes." The woman then got an iPad out and started typing something. " Alright so you're probably confused. You have no name or skin...or actually any traits. "No skin? What that that mean." They said as they looked up to a mirror in their corner with their eyes squinting they let out a scream. "GWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! What happened t o my body?!" They asked in confusion covering themselves up with their hands. They looked at the woman with a worried look bu she wasn't angry or sad. She was amazed. She rushed up to them and asked " Fascinating! Whats the last thing you remember? Tell me everything!"She helped them sit down and started writing in excitement as she asked questions awaiting each answer with more excitement. "Well I remember....I was at..my baseball game? Yeah I was there. Aaaaaand then I heard a loud bang. It was so loud. I covered my head on the field but the sound was piercing trough my brain. That was it. It all went black then." As they were explaining the story the woman was talking to herself. " I did it! I can't believe I did it!" She was about to say something but they interrupted her. "Can you tell me wants going on? Im really confused..." They said in a concerned warm tone. Suddenly the woman got up adjusted her glasses and then a giant outburst" Don't know? DONT KNOW? You're Ryan Lombard! One of the greatest android baseball players! You have sucessfully survived the Chicago stadium boming!" She walked around in shock just repeating " Oh god! Oh GOD! It all makes sense now. The reason you were different than the others because you're an entierly different software. You're not a DEVIANT! You weren't created by CyberLife! Youre a Private Eye Android. In that case you aren't even an android you could be called an IOS software." All this rambling of hers was just too much for Ryan. He was sitting in an empty white room with bright lights burning his eyes at an unknown location. He was terrified and in the heat of the moment he dropped to his knees and let out a scream overcome by despair"WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAA - GHAAAA - HAAAAAAA!!!!!!" As tears rolled down his eyes Ryan bit his lip to the point where he could feel the whole room spining and then. BAM! The door of the room was kicked open. " Come on Jane get out. Cant you see he's 5% away from self destruction." A softer but still harsher voice could be heard. " Hey hey! Calm down, its alright." A man started stroking the back of his head and said "Listen why don't you get up on the chair an ill fix ya right up. Im sorry. We didn't mean to mess you up or scare you. " The man said as he helped Ryan get up. His voice was calm. He wasn't wearing a big white lab coat rather he was wearing a black suit. It was clearly expensive and the man had style but that went really important. The man then said " Were from Private eye and you're Mr.Lombard. Its okay if you don't remember everything you had an accident. That woman over there, forget her. She isn't specialised in your kind. Now we need to give you a make over and we know that you can make those decisions by yourself. Am I right?" The man asked as a giant tv screen appeared in front of them. "Yes I can..." Ryan answered still slurring his words in confusion as he scratched the back of his neck. Then the man said " You were a famous baseball player but now you will be working in the CPD. You will be working with him in the Special Victims Unit department. Am I clear? Now don't get me wrong you can still play football but you can't have a big social status. I promise you will love this job. "Wait I still have more q-" Suddenly everything went black.

Once again I'm rly sorry for my crappy  writing I'm just doing this as I write...the comic is better k see ya.