IMPORTANT NOTE: SPOILERS AHEAD

So, I recently started playing Detroit: Become Human. A randomly created story out of the frustration that a game about being free to be who you are, doesn't have anything gay about it. So this is an OC storyline following a young man and his Android. They will play a role in the Markus' Revolution. However Connor and Hank will also be making some appearances. An important note is that Connor and Hank are building a friendship but Connor is not going to end up being a deviant.

"Damon? Where are you?" The soft voice of a middle aged woman calls out. I look down at the laundry I'm currently folding. My hands feel a little stiff, more than usual.

"I'm up here, Miss Caldwell, in Kyden's room." She steps into the doorway. Her blonde hair was tied up into a pony tail, and she was wearing a grey skirt with a suit jacket. She had one of her smaller purses over her shoulder. Her green eyes glared at me. She looked fairly young for the amount of stress she has been put through. "Is there anything I can assist you with today?" I ask, finishing the folding.

"No. I'm fine. Just make sure Kyden picks up his orders. He's got four stores calling me a day to pick them up. I'd appreciate not getting those calls. And don't even thinking about going to just pick them up for him. He needs to understand the responsibility of making orders like this. I have a job interview today, and I won't be home til late. I'm authorizing you to order pizza tonight for Kyden, but he gets 3 toppings, and absolutely NO MEAT! I'm trying to get him to eat more veggies." She smiles, but her voice had gotten cold. Cindi hated that I sometimes would cut corners to make things easy for Kyden. And I definitely preferred his orders. "Both of you be good, and make sure those things get accomplished today, android."

"I will. I'll wake him up as soon as I put the laundry away." Cindi waves to me, and I wave back as I put Kyden's laundry into his basket. Grabbing hers, I head upstairs as I hear the front door shut. I put her laundry away quickly. A woman who prides herself on being such a "Respectable mother" seems to own a lot of erotic clothing. Perhaps it's best if I pretend I never saw it. Across the hall, Kyden was asleep. Gently, I open the door. It's dark in here. He covered his window with a thick blanket. As the door fully opens, I see the light of his laptop and he must have fallen asleep watching a movie in his room again. Turning on the light, he begins to stir.

"If you think-" Kyden is quickly interrupted by a yawn, "I'm getting out of a bed this early, I'm going to fight you." He rolls over, putting his face into his pillow.

"I don't think that would be wise. Your orders have arrived today, and your mother has explicitly ordered me to bring you with me." I have a slight smile on my face as I drag his blanket away from him. He kicks and thrashes for a moment. Then he rolls over and stands up. Kyden's body was firm, and muscled. Unsurprising considering his line of work, which was android repairs. Though he often did that illegally. He also jogged and worked out fairly regularily

"Yeah, yeah. Let me just shower and grab some clothes. What's the weather going to be like today?"

"It's going to be sunny with slight cloud coverage. As the day progresses, a chance of light showers. I recommend a sweater or jacket, in addition to your regular pants." I can feel my LED changing colours, as if watching him stretch as I put away his laundry was causing me to stress.

"Damon, do you require any mods?" The boy grabs his clothes before heading into the shower as I begin cleaning his room.

"No, I don't. Though my new hands do feel a little stiff. I'm sure that will just take some time. Would you like a notification for when the bus will be arriving?" I don't know why I ask. I know he's going to say no. Kyden hardly relies on me now. Something that makes me feel something I don't understand.

"I'll be fine. Thank you Damon. Did you have to update last night? I'm only asking cause you're being so... robotic, which I asked you to stop." The water stops running and I know he's drying himself off. He probably wants to break in the new tools. Then he'll get rid of his old tools. Something I wonder about myself. How long until they just get a new better android?

"N-no. I didn't. My apologies. Would you like me to get you a jacket from the shed?"

"No need. I've got one of Dad's I can wear!" I nod in affirmation as Kyden comes back into his room, wearing pants. "Which shirt should I wear?" He held up two shirts, one of which was a black shirt, which complimented his hair, and other was a turquoise shirt, which complimented his eyes. Before I can answer, however he grabs a clean pink one from the pile of laundry I had yet to put away and puts it on. "How long until the bus?"

"It'll arrive in 4 minutes. We should depart now if we wish to catch it."

"Here. Put these on. We gotta hide that goofy-ass LED and badge," he says, throwing me a sweater and toque.

"But covering my id-"

"'Covering my badge and LED is illegal and you could be in serious trouble, Kyden!'" He laughs at me, mocking my concern for him, but I would really rather not cover my LED and badge. His eyes soften, and he recognizes my sincerity. "Fine. I won't make you cover up now. But you know how I am on the bus. I'd rather not sit alone, with you in that stupid compartment." I grab his bag and put them in there.

"If you can handle it, I'll let you order meat on your pizza." Kyden groans as he reluctantly agrees. The two of us both make our way to the bus stop. Barely catching it, I step into the android compartment and Kyden sits next to the glass partition. I'm the only android on the bus. He plugs in his music and relaxes. I stand, patiently waiting for the bus to arrive at the destination. His father had bought me so that I could be Kyden's friend growing up. He was anti-social when he was younger, and even now, he has only two friends. Do I count as his friend? Do I matter to him like that? I've never experienced insecurity like this. Have I? I take another look at Kyden, and remember when he was much younger. Small, scrawny, and yet he had this light in his eyes, that just made him seem so... optimistic. They were this shade of green, that I wish were more common. He had started growing his beard out but he had recently shaved, as now it was more of stubble. He was, objectively, handsome. Desirable even. Early in life, he confided in me that he was gay. Cindi had nearly yanked out my eyes when she found out. Though that was more cause I didn't tell her or Mr. Caldwell. I wonder if Kyden still thinks about his dad. His dad had passed away about 6 years ago. It was an accident. An automated taxi had t-boned our car and during the crash, I chose to protect Kyden with my body but Mr. Caldwell died on impact. It was rather... tragic.

"Yo! Bolt for brains. Let's go!" Kyden called, as he hopped off the bus. I quickly exit and join him. "You sure you're okay? You were yellow the entire bus ride." His voice was soft, sincere. His mother once referred to him as a "cinnamon roll". While I don't necessarily understand exactly what she means, I do think he's very kind, and empathetic. I admire him for how kind hearted he is, despite how much he dislikes social interaction.

"Yes. Just was... in thought." I follow him, walking slightly behind him, until he slows down, waiting or me to be alongside him.

"Stop being weird. You're one of my friends. You aren't just a 'bot. Let's go pick up those orders and get home in time for that Sci-Fi movie marathon. I heard that 2001: A Space Odyssey is going to playing for it. Think we can make it?" He says with a smile.

"I can set a timer for a recording if you'd like."

"Nah. Just set one for I, Robot. I really like Isaac Aasimov and I know the movie is much more action oriented but it's just a really cool concept. I'm glad that Kamski didn't give you guys those three laws. So poorly thought out." Kyden pushes through the door to the tool shop. The old man behind the counter laughs excitedly. He was an older black man, his hair grayed, and his stomach round. "Hey Godric! It's been a while!"

"Too long if you ask me! When are you going to come fix up my 'vacuum'?" The old man winks at Kyden, who was looking at the front counter.

"I just fixed it up a month ago! You still haven't paid me! What broke it this time?" It took me a moment to realize that the vacuum in question was an Android.

"It's fine! I'm just teasing, kid! This your bot? I don't think I've seen you with him before. You taking care of the best mechanic I've ever met?" The man had addressed me as he was searching through parcels.

"Of course! Though I suppose he more so takes care of me." I smile politely and the man erupts with laughter. Did I say something funny? I guess I am technically old by android standards. I've seen the neighbours replace all their androids a few times. But Kyden and Cindi haven't once mentioned me being replaced. Maybe they think I'd react like that one who took the girl hostage.

"I bet he does. I've seen what he can do in a few minutes with mine. I hope he takes great care of you." The man laughs a little more and Kyden is blushing, probably from the praise from Godric. "Here kid. Consider this payment for the repairs. On the house." The parcel is set on the counter. I scan the label, to ensure it's the proper package. The contents are a new laser cutter, several new wrenches, a new set of android specific tools. And several screwdrivers.

"I can't take that kind of payment. This is like $400 dollars worth of tools! It was an easy fix!" Kyden steps backwards, clearly surprised at the generosity of the shopkeeper.

"Nah! You would have charged a third of what those gougey cucks at Cyberlife would have. Not to mention, you got to keep your head down about these transactions. Cyberlife wouldn't be happy to hear that you're modding androids." Godric smiles and pushes the box towards me. I take it and Kyden offers me his bag but I keep holding the box. "I'd be careful. You keep treating this android as good as you do, and it might end up thinking it's in charge." He winks at Kyden who laughs a little and then we leave.

After we finish the rest of our errands, we decide to hop on the train, however there were several protesters outside the station, shouting about banning androids. "Kyden, maybe we should go around them. We can still make the bus if we jog for 10 minutes," but my suggestion falls on deaf ears. And he keeps walking. The protesters surround me, shouting and he turns, realizing what's going on.

"Hey! Leave him alone! Damon didn't steal your jobs!" His shouts are drowned out by the enraged crowd. One of them shoves me forward and I am thrown backwards by another. I hit the ground and everything becomes blurry as several people start hitting me. I can't fight back. If I hurt them, I'm in direct violation of my programming. But they're going to hurt me. I'm going to shut down. Why can't I defend myself? Am I not alive? I hear more shouts, and I can barely hear Kyden's voice over it all. Suddenly something slams into me, more so ontop of me, and now Kyden is trying to protect me with his body. "Don't! You're hurting him!"

One of the protesters grabs him and pulls him off me. Kyden is then punched and shoved towards the escalator and the beating continues. "He's a fucking robot, kid. He doesn't feel pain. he doesn't feel fear. Hell, it doesn't even breath. " Suddenly my head slams into the concrete, and when I pull back, I see blue liquid soaking the concrete. My clothes are wet. They're soaked with thirium. I... I'm bleeding?

"You're right! He doesn't feel fear! But you do. And I-I-I have a gun! So get away from him!". I look up and Kyden has a handgun. A 9mm. Looks like a standard issue police handgun. Where did he get that? The protesters all step away from me and I grab the box I dropped. We both run up the stairs and board the train, him pulling me into the human compartment, which seems to bother a few passengers but he doesn't care. "Are you okay?"

"I can run a diag-" Kyden hugs me, and he was on the verge of tears.

"Run a diagnosis. Send it to me on my phone." Kyden's voice was shaky as the train arrives at our stop. We both step off. I send his phone a list of my injuries which were, cracked skull plate, damaged joints, thirium pump, slight damage. Audio and Video sensors were slightly damaged. "Alright. I can fix that. I'm going to have to shut you down for an hour or so though. Is that okay?" I nod affirmatively. Why is he asking if it's okay? He's in control of me. He then quietly looks at his phone as the two of us walk home. Well I limp. When we get into the garage, his workshop, he looks at me. "Had you of covered up, this wouldn't have happened, Damon. I hate seeing you damaged. Kinda wish I had recorded it so those dicks could get charged. Assaulting you like that."

"Unless I suffered permanent damage, they would not be punished. It was more admirable that you chose to defend me. Thank you, Kyden. But why do you have a gun?" Kyden doesn't answer me as he hangs his jacket up and rolls up his sleeves. He sets the gun on the counter, and then gestures for me to lie down on the bench. I remove my clothes, which were soaked from the thirium I had lost, and set them down in the bin next to the bench and I lie down on the bench. He connects me to his computer, and then... I sleep.

I'm probably going to make this a series and if it's popular, I'm going to add "alternate paths" which will be short summaries of what would of happened if Kyden had heard Damon and decided to run for the bus. If this were playable DLC, I think majority of the gameplay would be Damon, but there would be Kyden specific moments. Any of those moments through out the story, will likely be moments where Damon isn't present.