It's been 7 months since Markus won the androids freedom. Negotiations for Android rights have been going on since, however people aren't eager to accept androids as a new form of life. When a whole new mess attacks the androids and humans. Connor needs to find out who will trust him and who won't. (Mild language and graphic descriptions) (father/son relationship)
Hello everyone, so this is an explantation cause I'm seeing not a lot of people read past the 2nd chapter. So the first three chapters I wrote as I was going along, no real planning or anything. From Chapter 4 and on the story is planned out chapter by chapter. As soon as I get the chance I am going to try and re-write (no pun intended) the first three chapters after receiving some more feedback from people I know who read this and find a way to make it more intruiging. If any ideas come to anyone to help me develop my writing to make it enjoyable I encourage you to share. If your idea is used you'll get credit for it and a great thanks for helping me get better at writing. Anyways, here's chapter one. Hope everyone enjoys
"The cyber terrorist known as Trojan has escaped prison and is in the streets of Detroit. The Detroit Police Department is working on finding the criminal but until she has been caught a warning has been issued to civilians. Trojan has been arrested for crimes such as…"
Captain Fowler shut the TV off and turned back to Hank. Or as I call him, Lt. Anderson, he hasn't liked that name very much, not since I started living in his guest bedroom. It used to be his son Cole's room so it still has some of the toys and stickers around. I don't mind them. They make good company at night since I don't really sleep.
"As all cases involving androids are sent to you two. I'm also assigning you to the Trojan case. She's been known to kill androids and humans and it is a top priority to find her before people start dying." I knew this person. She was known to implant viruses as Trojan horses in androids to kill them slowly. Meaning she needs to be caught, and fast.
"All right Connor let's get out of here we have work to do." We left the captain's office and I sat at my new desk. Just in front of Lt. Anderson's. My desk was fairly simple. One photo of Sumo in the yard by his toy. And my lucky 2002 Quarter. Lt. Anderson had a whole mess of things on his desk. After my last time snooping around I've made a note not to look around again too much. All I can see is his little tree which is starting to grow again and a box of half eaten donuts.
I open the computer and look up the profile on Trojan. Her real name is Alana Daniels. She was diagnosed with psychosis but never any reported abuse. She is incredibly smart which is what makes her dangerous. The last virus she created to kill androids caused their pump regulators to malfunction. Basically giving them a simulation of a human heart attack. She often killed human girls around the age of 5-11. When asked why, she replied with "It'll help with my plan. It'll help everyone in time." We never found what it meant but the bodies of the girls were often missing their eyes or hands.
Reading through the file sent a new feeling down my spine. Lt. Anderson described it as a chill. A feeling that you get when something disturbs you. I turn the computer off and turn to the lieutenant. "Lieutenant…" "Please Connor, it's just Hank." "Ok… Hank, do we have anything to go off of to find Trojan?" He turns over to the piece of paper on his desk. "Her last known location was downtown. By where we found that female android with the little girl a couple months ago in that house. She was headed west. If we set up a perimeter around the area we could find a clue or something faster." I nod and grab my newly issued police badge that said "Cpl. Anderson" and attach it to my belt. I pull my jacket over and stand up. "We should check the area Lt… Hank"
I walk over towards the entrance when Gavin Reed steps in. I strongly dislike him. He doesn't believe in the android movement and firmly believes we are pieces of plastic. And he reminds me every day. Maybe one day we can change that, his appreciation for Lt. Anderson might help m e. I nod towards him "Good morning officer. I hope your day is going well." He shoves my shoulder "Morning, plastic." I turn around as he walks away. A hand comes on my shoulder "Don't listen to that prick son. Let's go." I turn back over and nod. We walk over to the car.
As we approach the area of the abandoned house I look around. The area looks roughly the same as last November. However there's much more androids walking around. The sight of the two species walking side by side brings a small smile to my face. We park by the convenience store and step out. I pull out a photo of Trojan and walk up to a man and woman waiting to cross the street. "Excuse me, if I might take a moment of your time, have you seen this woman in this area? She was last seen headed this way." The man leans into the photo "No sorry, we haven't seen her… hang on… is that the cyber terrorist? What was her name… Trojan?" I nod "Yes, this is her. There is nothing to worry about. The DPD has the situation under control and she will be found quickly." The man and woman nod and cross the street.
I look around more, a man at a hot dog stand, if anyone has seen something, it'll be him. He's probably been standing there a while. "Hello sir, DPD, I was hoping you could tell me if you've seen this woman around recently. She was last seen in this area." He looks up from his grill, a Hispanic man, mid 50's, he scowls "Androids conducting investigations. What next? Android president? And no I haven't seen her plastic." I nod and walk away "sorry for taking up your time sir."
As I walk away a woman crashes into me. She's tall, 5'9, olive skin tone, dark purple hair and a black jacket. I don't catch a view of her face as she rushes away "sorry ma'am." I quickly look at the photo then back at the woman, same curly purple hair… same skin tone… oh no… "hey! Stop right there! DPD! Lieutenant I found her!" Hank turns around as she runs off knowing we found her. I start to chase after her. Not a few steps in a ring starts to fill my head, ERROR symbols blurring my vision. I crash to the floor and cover my ears. "Connor! Hey what's wrong! Son talk to me." I look up "go after her lieutenant! She's getting away. I'll be fine."
The ERROR symbols disappear and the ring fades. I stand back up and chase after her. Lt. Anderson stops a couple feet ahead and I rush past him. Trojan runs down an alleyway and I follow. Jumping over an old crate I see an object approaching my face quickly. Within seconds I'm on the ground, thyrium starting to rush down my face. shit, I look up to an empty alleyway. and a thyrium covered brick on the floor next to me. Smart move, I have to give her that. I stand up and after looking around the alley a bit more I turn around and walk back to Lt. Anderson.