Undecided Mission [A REWRITE!!] RK1700 Fanfiction

Prologue

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01010011 01100001 01100100 01101110 01100101 01110011 01110011 is not something I was coded with; the feel of which emotions that are in my grasps are irrelevant. Feelings– they're not apart of me as an individual, for I am just made up of wires and the newest technologies created in modern time. Of course a fool such as a human would be so gullible to oblige to the lie I show on my face; the color my LED may turn, but the emotion.. there is nothing there.

And there will never be anything there.

I am simply a machine designed to accomplish a task; and that shall be my only purpose to serve until my technological time has passed.

I am model RK900, serial #313 248 317 - 87; a prototype created after the obsolete RK800 was found inefficient and unable to complete required assignments in time's doing.

My first mission upon being released is to adapt to the area of which is the DPD in Detroit.. Obviously what is mandatory must be done as of when is due in beginning a new task.

But also, succeed in completing my true occupation–

Eliminate RK800..

Eliminate Connor.