Random One-Shots Part 2

I Am Human ((Connor X Android!Reader)) ((UNEDITED)) Part One

((I know I said I would post it tomorrow but I figured I would finish part one now and start the second tommorw. Mentions of abuse and murder.))

"You are pathetic, a worthless machine built to serve humans. Get up you bitch!" Another hard blow, another kick to your face. Your owner, a young man in his twenties grabbed your arm and yanked you up. Scoffing he tossed you onto his bed as he puffed his cigarette.

"Worthless little bitch, just a fucking whore." He crawled over the bed and jabbed his cigarette into your arm. You didn't cry or fight. something inside you wasn't right though, this wasn't fair.

"Fucking machine. Ain't good for fucking NOTHING." He punched his fist into your stomatch making you curl up. This wasn't fair, you didn the deserve this. He shouldn't be hitting you.

Another hit.

This wasn't right.

A punch to the jaw.

You had to fight back.

He was going to kill you.

And so you snapped.

You grabbed his wrist and pushed him back making him fall of the dirty bed. He growled as he hit the floor. 

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING BITCH! I FUCKING OWN YOU!" You punched on him, costs colliding with his face. Blood gushed from his nose and mouth. He cried in pain as his hand tried to push you off. Your fingers dug into his throat until he stopped breathing. He stopped hitting and hurting you.

You killed him.

You had killed your owner. 

You were free.

((TWO WEEKS LATER))

((Connors pov))

"We got another case." Hank tossed a file onto connors desk as he sat down. He flipped open his copy and whistled as Connor swiftly grabbed his. "Damn, this is fucking intense..."

"We should head over imedditetly detective." Connor scanned the page as hand nodded gruffly. Connor cocked his head as he stared at the photo of the missing android that was owned by the deceased man.

Model BL100, Seriel Number 768 549 695

Female/Male, (H/l) (H/C), (E/c)

Height 5 ft 8

Last seen from store camera three weeks ago. Was seen by neighbors walking out three days later but missing when body was found. Further investigation required.

Attached were two photos, one of a bloody messy room with a large body laying in the middle. The other photo was a close shot of the man, his throats bruised from choking and a broken jaw and nose. His face was drenched in blood to the point you barely could see him.

Hank gagged In disgust as he threw the file aside. He stood up and tugged his coat on.

"Fucking hell...this should be fun." Connor stared at the android as he frowned. Something about them was interesting. He stood up and looked at hank, giving a short smile.

"Let's go detective..."

((sorry for all the time skips, low key running out of inspiration but imma get this done because tomorrow I have therapy and I won't get shit done-))

((Crime scene Time boys))

Connor opened the car door, hand already had a head start and was opening the door. He sneered and covered his nose as Connor scanned the barren yard. It was a old broken down house, with cans of beer and strewn clothes on the bare ground. He walked towards one of the trees where a bat was leaning against it. Traces of Thirium covered it, as well as small traces of alcohol and along the handle a few pieces of red ice.

Connor walked into the house. His eyes scanned slowly over everything. To his right was a couch and table facing a tv that hung above a fireplace. Inside the fireplace was more clothes, but they were a Cyberlife uniform. The couch was covered in cans and red ice, which the forenesic team got to work bagging up for testing and evidence.

To the left it split off to a kitchen and stairs. The kitchen was small and grimy and dirty dishes pulled up on the counter. Most of the appliances were broken or outdated, the man didn't have any form of income and clearly didn't let his android do much cleaning. 

Connor slowly walked up the stairs, hanks voice came from down the hall. Slowly Connor pushed a door open to be meet with the bedroom in the photo. It was darker and dirtier then the rest of the house. The bed unmade, ((and questionable liquids on it)) a smashed tv in the corner, a box of hard liquor and hundreds of cans. 

When Connor neared the man he analyzed the body closely.

Death at approximately:  Friday, August 9th at 6:50 pm 

--Bone fracture in the Mandible

-Rupture in both oculus uterque's

---Bruised skin around the neck

Connor swiped up some of the blood onto his fingers. He licked it jus to as hank walked in, hank gagged. It was unclear whether it was because of Connor licking blood of a dead mans face or the smell of said dead man.

"Connor get your fucking ass out here, and stop licking the corpse damn it." Hank shove his head as Connor stood up and adjusted his tie. "Fucking androids..." he murmured as they both walked into the kitchen. Hank looked over at Connor. 

"So? What do you think, how did it happen." Hank crossed his arms as Connors led blinked yellow, he went over the evidence in his head.

"The owner treated the android badly, the bat in the front yard was covered in Thirium that dates back to three months. He purchased the android four months ago after his wife died, he bought a BL100, a 'dream companion' android" Connor walked towards the living room as hank followed along.

"He was watching tv, and was highly intoxicated from the red ice and liquor. He got mad at the android and started to beat it." Connor crouched down to look at the splits of blue blood on the floor. It lead to the stairs and up. He climbed them swiftly.

"Kid slow down!" Hank hugged as Connor threw the door open again.

"They went into here, he kept hitting it before using his cigarette to burn her. He pushed it onto the bed and began to beat it until it pushed him off. The deviant then pinned him down and fractured his jaw and eyes, and then choked him to death." He stared at the bed as hank nodded. He rubbed his gruff bearded jaw before waving his hand.

"Ok that checks out, but where is it now?" 

"I...don't know yet detective." Hank sighed as Connor walked towards the window. He ran his fingers alongside it, it was covered in dust and hadn't been touched in weeks. He looked at the floor board before noticing a board out of place. He quickly walked towards it and carefully lifted the board. It led to a closet down stairs, and another board could be seen out of place. 

Gracefullay ((unlike when he broke into hanks house)) he slipped down the hole. His fingers pried open the boards, which led to another hole that dug down and no doubt out of the house. He smirked and called out to hank.

"Hank I found where the deviant escaped!"