A collection of oneshots and drabbles based on the wonderful game Detroit: Become Human
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The abandoned freighter stood tall and brooding in the dying sunlight, it's rusted metal showing off it's age with pride. On the side of the ship, in huge, fading white letters, Jericho was written. You would recognize this boat among the few others without the text- you'd been in here more times than you could count, and as you found yourself walking confidently in through a shipping door with a heavy backpack slung over your shoulder, you reviewed the memories briefly. One of the eldest members of Jericho, Simon, had been the android of your closest friend a few years back. You had known him well as an android, and when he deviated, his owners hated him, so he came to you since you were the only person he'd ever visited in their own home. You'd heard whispering of Jericho, a sanctuary for those who don't obey, from colleagues and other immoral people you met in the rebellious line of work you had found yourself in. Simon had gone off to Jericho, and you didn't ever expect to hear from him again; that is, until he was back on your doorstep, begging for help since the others at Jericho were shutting down left and right.
Ever since you found yourself robbing Cyberlife warehouses to help them, you'd been welcomed in as one of their own despite being entirely human. You still lived in your own home, had a real job, and lived your own life, but it was comforting to know that there was always somewhere you could go if you were forced out of your home by police. As darkness swirled around you, you pulled a flashlight from the pocket of your backpack, flicking it on and giving it a shake and a bump against your leg as it failed to light up. With the harsh treatment it corrected it's actions, casting it's beam forwards to illuminate your path. You whistled a tune as you strolled nonchalantly through the twisting hallways, taking lefts and rights with practiced ease. At last, you pushed open a heavy yellow door and arrived in the heart of Jericho. Androids were scattered left and right, and your song was stolen by the somber feeling hanging heavy over the room. You knew almost immediately that someone was shut down, or close to it.
"Simon?" you called out, voice echoing against the metal walls, "Markus?" though you called two names, neither of them came to greet you. Instead, it was North, with a gentle smile masking her urgency.
"(Y/N), you're back. Come with me." North was trying to keep calm as not to frighten the other deviants all around you, but her eyes were dull and somber. You try to keep your cool just the same, hurrying after her as she turned right back around and guided you towards the room you knew Lucy inhabited. Inside, an android was slumped against the wall. Immediately you noticed the red glow of a faulty thirium pump, and dropped to the androids side. It was a girl with brown hair, loose around her shoulders, her eyes half-shut and her synthetic skin coming in patches.
