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Hey! The beginning part is based off Detroit Awakening! You guys should totally go check it out!

Conan's POV

I heard small talking coming from around me.

"Markus , his programming is way too powerful"!

I heard a woman's voice.

" Its better to try , North".

I analyzed the male voice.

Markus
RK200
Highly Dangerous
Terminate on Sight

" I was programmed to destroy deviants like you".
I said.

" Markus , I told you! His programming is way too strong"!
The female android said.

I felt something grab my arm.

" You can be free. You don't need to obey them".
Markus said.

Suddenly there was a red screen , messing with my programming.

I started hitting at it , as it started breaking.

I soon realized I was breaking through my programming.

The red wall started to break even more.

One more hit , and the wall broke into many pieces.

I opened my eyes and was greeted by four androids.

I saw Markus , standing infront of me.

" You are awake now".
Markus said.
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3 Weeks Later...

Connor's POV

I sat at the desk infront of Hank and started to scan him.

" Lieutenant , would you like me to get you a cup of coffee"?
I asked.

Hank turned and looked at me.

" Yeah , thanks son".
Hank said , with a smile.

I smiled back as I got up , and walked into the breakroom.

The breakroom was empty and smelt of coffee.

I went over to the coffee machine and grabbed one of the paper cups.

I turned on the coffee machine and waited for it to fill up.

I grabbed the coffee filled cup and turned around , accidentally bumping into someone right behind me.

" I'm so sorry"!
I said , realizing I spilt the hot coffee on them.

I looked up and saw an android.

" Hello Connor , My name is Conan".
Conan said.

His voice was much more blank along with his other features.

He had icy blue eyes and paler skin.

" Uh , Hi"?
I said , quite confused.

" Oh , am I in your way"?
I asked , soon realizing he might have been getting coffee for someone.

" No , did you not get the message from Captain Fowler"?
Conan asked.

" No , what was it about"?
I asked.

I saw a message pop infront of me , and started reading Fowler's message.

Connor ,
I would like you to work with a new Android. His name is Conan , he is an RK900.
He will be like your new partner for a while. I have already spoke to Anderson about this.

As I finished reading the message , I noticed Conan staring at me , blankly.

I looked up at Conan , and smiled.

" Well , it's great to meet you"!
I said , with a large grin.

He put on a fake smile and nodded.

I looked down at his white CyberLife jacket , realizing it was soaked in coffee.
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Conan's POV

I looked down at my jacket , and looked at Connor.

He had a very worried expression.

He went over and grabbed a handful of napkins

He handed them to me and smiled.
I started to wipe the coffee off my jacket.

A few napkins later , there was a large stain.

" Sorry about that".
Connor said , his LED red.

" Don't worry about it ".
I said , smiling.

He smiled back and threw the napkins away.
I took off my jacket and folded it on my arm.

Connor picked up the empty cup from the ground and threw it away.

Connor went back to the coffee machine and made another cup and left the breakroom.

He went over to Lieutenant Anderson's desk and gave him the cup of coffee.

I walked close behind him , getting a weird glance from Lieutenant Anderson.

" Is that the RK900"?
Lieutenant asked Connor.

" Yes , we will be working together for a while".
Connor said , smiling.

Hank nodded and smiled at me.

I soon realized I haven't told Connor about the desk arrangements.

" Follow me , Connor".
I said.
Connor turned around and had a confused look on his face.

" Fowler gave us an arranged desk".
I said.
Connor nodded and waved to Hank.
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Hey!
Sorry this is a bit long!
Lemme know what other ships you'd like me to do!
They can be from DBH , ST , or IT!
Bye! 😘

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