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Samuel stopped struggling the moment the other pulled out a gun. Shit. This was definitely bad. Unlike other androids, he didn’t have a replacement or any way to repair himself if he were to be fatally wounded. So if he was shot right here and now, there was no guarantee he’d survive it. Which essentially meant that he had to shut up and do as he was told for once.

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"As you can see. This prototype is top of the line. Obedient. Efficient. And programmed with the training of a working breed. Assault Neutralisation Unit Beta Intelligence Software. We simply call it A.N.U.B.I.S."

The representative, Mrs.Jules, presented RK080 to Captain Allen, prattling on about the Androids forensic capabilities.

After the revolution, Cyberlife had taken a serious blow in the public eye. Sales had almost become stagnant, with Android rights in full swing, it took any watchful eyes away from the underground crime scene.

And now that Androids were free? A prime source to develop Red Ice, then synthesize it into Blue Ice. The name was fitting in a way. The effects of stronger chemicals in the drug causing the colour to become a deep pthalo blue.

Breaking Bad 2.0 only worse with the recent flood of cases hitting DPD.

Upon command RK080 demonstrated his prowess via blowing through an obstacle course, whilst in pursuit of a professional (parkour) volunteer. It performed accordingly. Vaulting off an obstacle to land on the man's back, clamping its jaws around the volunteers elbow. The Android released the man once he tapped out.

"Your Chief said to assign the machine specifically to you. Any questions?"

To say that this was a good first impression would have been a lie. Someone somewhere was going to be needed something akin to a stern talking to about how often injuries occurred in the course of this job. It would have been one thing if he had snuck up on the man. Another if he hadn’t announced himself before coming into the room. This was another thing entirely to just up and stab a man before even introducing himself.

He watched the other’s facial expression for a moment or two before letting out something that might have resembled a sigh. The knife was sticking out of his shoulder. A moment or two later it was removed, the blade stained blue with a substance that mimicked blood. 

This was a difficult situation he had put himself in. Much like the rest of the DPD, they all held some sort of resentment towards Androids, Allen was no different but he knew the reason Allen didn’t like them. If he hadn’t been impressed with androids before, he sure wasn’t now and that had been his fault. Despite his best efforts, he had treated the deviant like a machine and Daniel had jumped off the roof with Emma. He had tried to catch her, nearly taking himself off the roof with them but he watched them fall and after that, he hated what he had done next. 

He silently reported back to Cyberlife about what happened, noting that he was damaged and was told to return. He had done just that, got up and walked off the scene, not saying a word to anyone. Not to Allen, not to the grieving mother who had lost her husband and now her daughter. He got back in a taxi and returned to Cyberlife. He had been able to reflect on that mission for two months but lacking the basic understanding to how he could relate to the situation had affected his performance. He knew why Daniel had deviated but he didn’t understand why at the time. Now that he was a deviant, he had experienced more things in a spend of a week then most people have in a year, he had a much better understanding of things but also lacked understanding in others.

He wasn’t sure how to approach this conversation, so he started it off with a fact. Allen was the best candidate to help him understand. He was a captain, he years of wisdom but more importantly, he had been there and seen what happened. After being able to reflect on the mission again without his limitations, he realized just how cold he had appeared and wished more than anything that he could have handled the deviant and the aftermath better. A child had died and he treated it as fact, Cyberlife didn’t help in the matter either, treating it as a good test run and laying blame heavily on the deviant when questioned by the media.

“Correct.” He paused for a moment, trying to gather his thoughts. “But... I don’t know how to explain it. Emma is dead, I’m largely to blame for that. I lacked the basic understanding and experience to have properly gauged the situation but I don’t want to hide behind excuses. I could have done better, I should have done better.” He stated, having not made eye contact with Allen when he started to explain.

“I now understand why Daniel killed Mr. Phillips, I knew he found out he was being replaced but at the time, I didn’t understand how he felt. We’re machines, replacement was just something to expect, I was threatened to be replaced by Cyberlife if I didn’t start yielding results, meaning I can now relate to that part of the situation. Daniel cared about the family, cared about Emma. I don’t condone his actions and I still don’t understand why he would go to such an extream if he really cared about the family.” It wasn’t until he was finished that statement that he finally made eye contact with him.