You are Y/n Anderson, a lieutenant for The DPD, your dad, Hank Anderson, your mom, Mary Anderson, and your brother, Cole Anderson, would be proud.
Almost a week after the Android revolution was ended by Connor, your Dad's old partner, you got partnered up with the new Rk900 Android.
Sneak peek:
Then as I start to head towards the same door he disappeared from, knowing that arguing with Fowler was useless at this point, stopped when he said my name.
With my hand holding the door open, ready to leave, I turned to look at him. "Yeah?" I ask wondering what more there could be to talk about.
"Because of your fathers death, we need a new lieutenant, I already promoted you before you came in here, so I suggest you move your things to your fathers old desk, it's the best for working with the Rk900." He says looking up at me with a mournful look when he said all of that.
I simply nodded and exited his office immediately heading towards my desk to grab my stuff.
And that's how I ended up here entering my life into my dads old computer, deciding on how to enter the Rk900s information.
"Umm, Rk900?" I ask as I look up towards what used to be Connors desk but is now his.
"Yes, lieutenant Anderson?" He answers facing towards me instead of the computer monitor. "Two things. First, please call me Y/n, I really don't want to be called 'lieutenant Anderson', that's my dad, not me." I start, trying to ignore the pang of pain that courses through my heart at hearing my dads title, meant for me instead of him.
"That contradicts with my orders, so simply, I can not do that Lieutenant Anderson." He says, using the exact words I wish he wouldn't.
Change (A Connor x Reader story based on Detroit Become Human)
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23 parts
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Y/n Anderson is her name.
Charming and overall a friendly personality, she's the embodiment of the phrase "doing great".
Or at least that's what she wants the world to think.
The death of her brother changed her life and it had been turned upside down. Her mother left, her father developed a drinking problem and her relationship with either of them became non-existent.
She tries pulling her life together but with the sudden surge of deviants among androids she finds herself in the middle of the mess.
Another change is coming and this time, it all started with a simple sentence.
"Detective Anderson, my name is Connor. I'm the android sent by Cyberlife."
(Or the "what if Lieutenant Anderson had a daughter" trope but with my own story)
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