Hi guys! So I'm starting a thing where I'm doing a hundred shorts based off of Detroit: Become Human characters. Some of it may be some pairing, but others it's just stuff to help me with my end goal of getting back into writing so I can work on a bigger WIP, name not decided yet, that is a longer version of Kara's memory erased, but with Connor and a few OC's. The list is on my tumblr, and here we go with the first chapter.

A New Beginning

Connor stood in front of the mirror, his new outfit fit him perfectly, and he was excited to go to work and not be on a mission to hunt himself. One of many reasons would have to be that he would be able to see his favorite person, Lieutenant Hank Anderson. He really missed the grumpy old man, with his crude humor, and his hugs, and Sumo. He just missed dealing with the man all together, and today was the day he got to see the drunk.

Before he could go to work, he noticed that he didn't really have a new outfit, just a new jacket and new shoes. He still looked like the machine he was. Yeah, CyberLife gave him a decent outfit that made him look professional, and that meant that if he took out his LED and changed his jacket, he would fit in with the crowd, but he… didn't feel different. Yes, his emotions were existent, and he was super grateful for that, but this was his new beginning, this was for him to be different. That meant he could wear a different outfit, if he really wanted to, but looking at his mental clock, changing his outfit meant he would be late.

Breathing in a sigh, that wasn't needed, but felt like it was necessary, Connor left his house, more like the abandoned house of Hank Anderson, and went to work, worried that he wasn't showing his new deviancy potential. When he arrived, however, the place was busy and full of excitement, something that Connor didn't know he had missed so much before. Scanning the room, he noticed the man he awaited four months to see sitting at his desk, nose deep in his work, not acknowledging his android son. Smiling, Connor went up to the man's desk before being yelled at.

"Connor, in my office, now!" Captain shouted, making the whole precinct stop what they were doing, to see who Fowler was yelling at already. Connor looked at the captain, then at Hank, who, for some reason had a sad look on his face.

This was his new beginning, why was it already going so awfully? Why couldn't he be sitting at his desk and talk to Hank. Why couldn't he just get to work already and deal with cases with his father figure. Why was life not fair? Knowing he couldn't stall for much longer, Connor goes straight for Fowler's office, and who was in there was no other than Detective Gavin Reed, Connor's nemesis. A punch to the gut feeling was shoved into Connor's body. He somehow knew what was coming up.

"Alright, sit down, you fucking deviant!" Connor did what he was told, avoiding the asshole of a detective, and he didn't care if Gavin was caring either. Connor just wanted a new beginning that was good for everyone, not just certain people.

"So, did you already have a chat with the fucking Lieutenant?" Gavin asked, clearly pissed about something, but when wasn't he pissed off at something in the world that was apparently wrong?

"Yeah, I did. Now, Connor, I want you to look at your new partner. Get acquainted, because I know you fucking beat him up four months ago, and that's fine and dandy, but if you want to stay in this precinct, you must behave! Because unlike Hank, I don't like you. I also know Gavin doesn't like you!" Connor knew it, he was being reassigned to someone he hated with his entire being. He was assigned to someone that hated him with his entire being. He wasn't okay with this.

"May I ask, Captain, why am I being reassigned to someone else? Why can I not keep working with the Lieutenant?" Gavin scoffed, but didn't say anything else. At least he knows how to keep his fucking mouth shut.

"I need you to stay in line, and I need someone to keep him in line, so like I said in the beginning, get acquainted. Now, get the hell out of my office!" Connor and Gavin stood up and left the office, after Fowler told Connor that his desk has been relocated across from Detective Reed's desk, not Lieutenant Anderson's desk. So much for new beginnings. Connor thought before sliding into his desk and getting to work. God he hated his life right now. Nothing was going right at the moment and he just wanted to perish.

After a couple of hours, Gavin actually had the nerve to talk to him. Like, it was still involved with "fuckwad" and "plastic prick," but it was a decent question.

"Why didn't you take out your LED?" Connor subconsciously touched the continuously spinning circle. Right now it was a blinking yellow. When he had entered Fowler's office, it was a constant, steady red.

"I…" Connor trailed off, thinking of a reason for not taking out his last bit of machinery that made him not blend in a hundred percent. "I don't have an answer for that actually."

"Like all the mysteries of life I suppose," Gavin said under his breath, leaving the conversation there for the rest of the day until they both got up, getting ready to leave.

"Hey, asshole," Connor looked at him, sucking in his cheeks, eyes full of I-don't-give-a-rat's-ass-leave-me-alone.

"What," he practically growled under his breath, but was caught off guard when Gavin held his fist out, a small smirk on his face.

"Here's to new beginnings," Connor preceded to fist bump the worst person in the world, whom was now his partner in a world of crime.

Alright, that makes chapter 1 a success, in my opinion. If you would, please review, so you can tell me if I need to improve something.