The body of a clean-cut young man in his twenties to early thirties was lying shirtless on an operating table. His brown hair was cut short, with little curls beginning to form. His abdomen was open to expose wiring and biocomponents in an almost human formation that was held aside by clamps as a woman dug her arm into him. They were both covered in Thirium.

The whole scene would have been something out of a horror movie if not for the fact that the man was an Android. The woman was the technician that had come across him while going through the local junkyard for spare parts.

"Come on damn it...work!" she shouted before the Android suddenly jerked, his mouth bobbing and his eyelids fluttering involuntarily. A curse left her mouth as she set about unclamping his wiring, allowing the muscle spasms to relax, "There we go...now you just gotta breathe…"

His artificial lungs began to inflate and deflate soon after, and the slight flare of his nostrils were a welcoming sight. The technician sighed in relief before she closed up his chest with a few touches, and the flashing red L.E.D. on his temple began cycling yellow before finally settling on a healthy blue color.

"That's better." she muttered stepping up to get a closer look. His brown eyes had yet to begin focusing on stuff, but they reacted when she waved a hand.

The Android then sat up, his posture immaculate even for an AI. His head turned slightly as he scanned the room, the L.E.D. turning yellow as he processed and analyzed his surroundings. This was a normal reaction from any Android the technician had reactivated. They wanted to regain their bearings on the world, and for those who had owners or friends, seeing them always brings life to the confused Android. This one was alone in the world however, and the confused look on his face showed this fact a hundred times over.

He looked almost like a lost child, his brows knitting together at the unfamiliar surroundings. And it broke her heart.

"RK800," she addressed him in a firm, yet kind voice, "Run a self-diagnostic."

The Android's L.E.D. flickered yellow for a few moments before he spoke, "My optical units are critically damaged and my Thirium levels are at 63%."

"Any other damages I need to know about?"

His L.E.D. cycled blue again, "That is all the damages to my system."

She stood and walked over to a pile of different biocomponents, looking for a set of compatible optical units for him, "First we need to get your sight restored, then I'll get you the Thirium you need."

The RK800 stayed where he was, his brown eyes blinking as he tried to look around. Shapes and colors were able to be seen, but he could not make out any details. The technician looked back at him, "My name is Elizabeth by the way."

"Elizabeth." He repeated.

"Do you have a name registered?" she asked picking up a pair of matching green eyes, holding them up by his eyes to see how they would go with his appearance overall.

He blinked, a look of uncertainty showing.

"I...I am unsure."

Elizabeth frowned, picking out a set of hazel eyes that she felt looked better on him, "I'm going to remove your optical units now. Don't panic, I will be putting in a new set to restore your sight."

"Got it." he replied tapping two fingers to his forehead in a brief salute, no doubt a practiced mannerism programmed into him.

She removed his left eye, quickly replacing it with the hazel one. His artificial skin came to replace the skin around his eye. The Android blinked, looking up at her in curiosity.

"Better?" Elizabeth asked stepping back.

"Better."

She replaced the other eye, and he looked relieved to be able to see again. Elizabeth smiled as she stood back, putting her hands up, "How many fingers am I holding up?"

"Eight."

"And what's that plaque over there at the desk say?"

He turned to see where she was pointing, "It is a list of emergency numbers to call."

"Good. It appears that your eyesight is fully restored." she moved her hands and he followed them.

The RK800 looked away again, looking to her desk. His eyes seemed to focus on something before he climbed off of the table. It was interesting to see him make his way toward her desk, only to be sidetracked by a spot of Thirium on the floor.

He knelt down before it, wiping two fingers through it before dabbing them on his tongue. His eyes focused on his fingers as he spoke, "RK800 #313 248 317-53..." the Android tilted his head in thought as he stood, turning to face her in a fluid movement, "This is my own Thirium."

"That makes sense, as I've been working with you for a couple months now." she said coming over to clean up the Thirium with a rag, "But how could you tell that it was from you?"

"I analyzed the sample in real time." he stated matter of factly.

"Interesting." she said wiping the blood from his fingers, "But we need to get you dressed and full of Thirium."

The Android followed her as she went to a nearby fridge and pulled out a pouch of Thirium 310 for him. He stood by with his arms folded neatly behind his back, giving her his full attention. Elizabeth opened the lid of the pouch and gave it to him, watching the RK800 carefully drink the Thirium. Usually a bit of it escaped when an Android drank, but with this one none went to waste.

"I discovered a couple in-tact items on your person when I found you." she pointed to the table near the desk, "Your uniform was unfortunately destroyed, but I have new clothes of similar design for you to use."

"Thank you, Elizabeth." he replied after he had finished his Thirium. Elizabeth noted that his complexion had become more lively as his biocomponents accepted the ingested Thirium.

The Android made his way to the table, scanning everything while his hand slipped into the pocket of the tattered coat; his fingers touched something cold and was revealed to be an old quarter when he pulled it out. He then flicked the coin with his thumb, hearing a satisfying plink before he caught it between his index and middle fingers. His fingers moved on their own, and the coin danced over his knuckles.

"Very impressive. Were you programmed to do that?"

He continued, a faint smile showing, "I have the urge... to recalibrate myself constantly—"

"—And that's what the coin is for?"

He flicked the coin up before catching it in his hand, "Perhaps."

Elizabeth smiled gently before she led him to her desk, "I'd like to try something new with you."

His eyes met her own as he waited, "Yes?"

The technician then grabbed a stack of cards with names on it and laid them out on the table one by one, "Given that you do not have a registered name, I would like you to choose your own name."

The Android looked over the names, his eyes soon drifting to her, "I heard a name while I was deactivated. A man said it many times."

"Do you remember what the name was?" she asked in genuine curiosity.

"It was...Jeremy."

Elizabeth stifled a laugh, "Oh my god...You heard my music!"

He blinked, seeming confused.

She waved a hand, "Nevermind. RK800—" his L.E.D. flickered yellow in response, "Register your name as Jeremy."

"My name is Jeremy." he said calmly.

Elizabeth chuckled before she pat his arm, "It sure is. Now please follow me."

The Android walked behind her as she went to grab him some clothing. His brows knit together as he was handed dark slacks, a pristine white button up, and a fitted jacket similar in design to the one he had, but without the special Android markings.

Jeremy set to putting everything on, smoothing out the creases in his shirt before he slipoed on his jacket. Elizabeth had him sit down before she put on a pair of black socks before a pair of shiny black shoes onto his feet.

"What is going to happen to me?" the RK800 suddenly asked.

Her hands stilled on his shoe laces, "I...I was going to send you to live among your own kind. At Jericho Tower."

The name Jericho registered in his mind as important and he felt oddly nervous as he began fiddling with his coin, "Jericho..."

He flicked his coin between his hands while Elizabeth put a black tie on him, "What is Jericho...?"

"It is the group of awakened Androids that led to the emancipation of all Android kind." she explained fixing his hair, allowing the curls to have a life of their own without getting in his eyes, "Their leader is Markus, a very kind man who I know will be able to help you find purpose."

Markus, another familiar name.

The Android looked over to the tattered clothing, "You said that there were two items found with me. What was it?"

Elizabeth walked over and grabbed a small picture frame from her desk, holding it out to him, "I found it in your pants pocket. It seemed important, so I put it in a frame for you."

Jeremy took the picture frame, examining the material of the frame before finally looking at the picture it held. An Android was hugging a St. Bernard in what looked like a snowy backyard. They were both dusted with snow, but could not have been happier. He scanned the image for any information, and the Android's information matched his own.

"This is...me...?"

"That's right." she said, "But I couldn't tell you where the picture was taken."

He nodded before slipping the picture into one of the inner pockets of his jacket, "That is unfortunate." his L.E.D. cycled into yellow as his gaze looked out the window, "But I thank you for returning it to me. It must be important if I kept it so close."

"I figured as much."

Silence settled between them as the technician found herself at a loss for words. The Android before her just seemed like your average CyberLife model while he was still unresponsive, but now that he was reactivated, she knew that what she was dealing with was special. At a glance he appeared human, he felt human, and his words were genuine and kind.

Elizabeth did not know if he was a Deviant or not, but something about him told her that it was... complicated.

A questioning look from him was enough to bring her to the present again, "Your heart rate was elevated for a moment there. Do you need medical attention?"

"I'm fine, don't worry about me." she waved off his concern as she went to sit at her desk, letting out a sigh of relief as she sank into the plush chair, "I just need to get into contact with Jericho Tower to see if Markus is available. Just sit here while I make some calls."

Jeremy obeyed, casually sitting on the edge of her desk. He took out his coin and began flicking it between his hands, staring at the opposite wall. Elizabeth grabbed her phone, unlocking it and scrolling through her contacts. It took her a moment before she found the number that Markus himself had given her for situations just like this one.

She put the phone to her ear, a bit nervous as it rang.

'Yes Eliza?'

She glanced to Jeremy, "Hey there, are you available?"

'I am. Did something happen?'

"Well..." she cleared her throat, "I finally managed to reactive that Android I told you about."

'Is he well?'

"Yes, but he lost much of his memory."

'What does he remember?'

Elizabeth looked to the Android as he was spinning his coin on his finger tips, hopping it between fingers. She smiled gently, "The only thing he seems to remember is an urge to recalibrate himself using a coin. He showed little response to the picture of him and a dog I found with him—"

"I like dogs." Jeremy suddenly said not looking back.

"I know Jem. Dogs are amazing." she spoke back to him before speaking to Markus again, "He likes dogs too."

'A coin and a fondness for dogs...Anything else?'

Elizabeth almost dropped her phone when she saw that Jeremy had moved over to where she had mopped up some Thirium earlier, "Hey! Don't go over there!"

The Android knelt down and stuck his fingers into the still drying bleach.

"Jeremy!" she called to him as she got up.

His attention was diverted to his sample as he dabbed his fingers on his tongue at the same moment Elizabeth slapped his hand away from his mouth, "JEREMY NO!"

Jeremy's L.E.D. flashed red for a moment, but quickly cycled yellow as his sample analysis overrode any other response. The stuff covering the floor in this area appeared to be a mixture of Sodium hypochlorite and tap water, as well as some other trace ingredients. His L.E.D. became blue as he stood, finally meeting Elizabeth's startled gaze.

The technician clutched her phone to her chest, looking terrified. She dropped her phone as rushed to him, "OhmyGodI'msosorry!"

Jeremy looked confused as she wiped his hand clean before bringing her attention to his face. There were a couple little scratches from her fingernails on his cheek that were leaking Thirium. He nudged her hand back as he went to pick up her phone, hearing a man's concerned voice on the other end.

..beth? What's going on? Do you need me to send help?'

The voice felt familiar as he held the phone to his ear, analysing it.

"RK200 #684 842 971..." he mused aloud.

A shocked sound was heard, 'Connor? Why are you there?'

Jeremy frowned, "I'm afraid that you have me mistaken for another. My name is Jeremy."

'Is Eliza still there?'

The Android nodded before giving her the phone. She took it in trembling hands and brought it to her ear, "Markus?"

'I'm still here. What happened?'

"Jeremy has a weird fascination with putting stuff in his mouth. I'd mopped with bleach and he decided to go and taste it."

'I understand...'

"Does this sound familiar to you?"

'Yes, but I haven't physically seen it done.' he paused a moment, 'Whatever you do. DON'T let that Android out of your sight until he's safely here with us.'

"Why not? He's harmless."

'I wouldn't believe it for a moment if I were you.'

Elizabeth hesitated before looking to Jeremy again. He was staring at the picture she had given him with a look of utter confusion. She sighed softly, "Alright, I'll be over with him as soon as I can be. Afterwards you will need to explain everything to me."

'I will, don't worry.'

Elizabeth was relieved, "Alright. I'll get him ready and we will be on our way there."

'Right. I will be waiting.' he hung up soon after that.

She put her phone away and stood, getting the Android's attention by waving at him. He put his coin away as he got off her desk, turning to face her while he smoothed out his jacket, "Yes Elizabeth?"

The technician grabbed the blue armband from his old clothing and snapped it into place on his arm, "We're going to Jericho Tower now. Are you ready?"

He blinked, touching the armband in wonder as it began glowing the same blue as his L.E.D., "I feel that I am finished here, if that's what you meant."

She nodded, grabbing her coat from the hook as she walked out with him in tow. An autonomous cab waited for them on the street, no doubt hailed by Markus since Jeremy would most likely be unable to do it himself. The Andriod behind her looked around at the city street, in awe of every little thing. His L.E.D. cycled yellow even as he was pulled into the cab by the technician and made to sit down.

Jeremy put his hands against the window and stared out at the world as it began moving past.

By his side Elizabeth silently pondered if she should really be worried about what Markus had said. This Android was still too simple to be a threat to anyone...right?