Delmira held out a hand in greeting, "Good morning Connor. I'm sure you have already been notified during your system initialization but I am 313 248 618, a modified RK800 classified as Delmira sent by CyberLife specially formulated to assist you in any way during your mission. In the time that you were gone, I have gone through some of the cases that we are assigned to look for leads but so far nothing has come up though I am limited in what I can do due to my modifications."

Connor took their hand, "A pleasure to meet you Delmira. I look forward to our partnership and I'm sure with both you and the Lieutenant on my side, we will be able to solve these cases. I will take what you know and build off of it."

Delmira nodded and both of their artificial skin's retracted showing the pale plastic below as the connection was made and he started to synch to Delmira's system to download the information they obtained.

It was… strange but not in an unpleasant way. They could feel his presence brushing against their consciousness, searching for the needed information and with a blink they brought up the information as well as the accompanying algorithm they had been using to make connections. As Connor's presence reached to take the information Delmira was met with a wall of static, disjointed images filtered through their mind at a blinding pace.

A gunshot. Pale, fearful eyes. The screaming of a little girl. The roar of a helicopter. Weightlessness. Mission Successful.

Rain. The heavy stink of cigarettes and cheap booze and rotting flesh. Dark, fearful eyes. A man covered in blue and red blood pleading. "You leave me no choice". Man with bat. Knife bearing down again and again and again. Confession Unnecessary. Blue.

Delmira jerked their hand out of Connor's grasp and stumbled back slightly, feeling as if an electrical surge had passed through their body and was burning their biocomponents. Their vision was bathed in crimson as warning signs blared bright red. They felt a hand grasp their arm and suddenly everything went black as they felt their system forcefully shutdown.

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Scrolling initialization text appeared and when Delmira came back to consciousness they realized that only a few seconds had passed. Where previously they had been standing, they were now sitting in the desk chair but a quick scan of their surroundings showed them that the officers continued their work, none the wiser about their sudden glitch. A few minor warning signs popped up on their reticle accompanied by the sensation of a pounding headache.

"Delmira, are you all right?" their eyes snapped to Connor, the android was giving them an extremely concerned look and his LED was blinking red before continuing to speak, "I was forced to shut you down when your stress level hit 100% to stop you from possibly self-destructing. What happened?"

"I'm fine Connor," Delmira answered standing up and straightening their uniform with slightly trembling hands that they forced to steady, "I apologize for the sudden distress. It appears that when you attempted to synch my information to your system, my system also attempted to synch to yours and copied the memories stored within you mind. The flood of information seems to have nearly overpowered my processor. Thank you for assisting me as I am not sure what would have happened if you had not intervened."

Connor nodded, his expression still skeptical but quickly fading as his LED circled back to yellow and then blue, "I also apologize, I did not know that would have happened. In the future if we have to transfer information, we will both have to take precautions to insure that neither of us are overwhelmed. I believe that because you only have a few memories I did not receive the same shock that you did."

"Agreed. I will send a report of what happened to Cyberlife and also perform a system scan to ensure everything is in working order. In the meantime, why don't you explore the office?" Delmira suggested.

Connor nodded and began to walk away before Delmira remembered, "Oh and Connor? Make sure to avoid Detective Reed. He is a very unpleasant man with a deep distaste for androids that I believe may interfere with our mission."

"I've had the… pleasure of meeting Detective Reed last night. He may have played a minor part in the reason why I was destroyed after the interrogation," Connor replied.

A twinge and static pushed itself forward.

"Stop it goddamnit!" Reed pushed Officer Miller towards the deviant self-destructing stressing it out even more.

"I…I-I can't!... I can't stop it!" Officer Miller insisted as he tried to hold back the android from bashing its head against the interrogation table.

Delmira pushed the memory and sensation down in addition to quietly upgraded Gavin Reed from Threat Level: Low to Threat Level: Guarded. Sitting down, they took a deep artificial breath before closing their eyes and allowing themselves to fall back into unfeeling nothingness that was their rest mode as their system diagnostics began to run.

The full system scan took them over an hour to complete. It found a few pieces of corrupted code, some that they were able to fix and some that they would have need a technician to sort out but nothing was damaged that would impede them. It took several minutes to fill out an extremely detailed report of the occurrence before sending it off to Cyberlife. When they opened their eyes, Connor was standing over Lieutenant Anderson's desk reading an article that was pinned to the cubicle's wall.

"Has the Lieutenant arrived yet?" Connor quickly glanced towards them when Delmira spoke up.

"Welcome back Delmira. No he has not. I questioned Officer Miller about what time to expect him and he said that anytime before noon is a rare event," Connor answered before firing back with his own question, "Has you diagnostics come back with anything?"

"Nothing unmanageable," Delmira responded, frowning when noting that it was nearly 11:30pm, "In the meantime, learn anything interesting about our new partner?"

"It seems that the Lieutenant is the owner of a Saint Bernard dog, has a dislike for androids, is a fan of the Detroit Gears basketball team, enjoys heavy metal music, and was a decorated officer back in his day," Connor paused, "I find it strange that a man with that particular history has not been promoted farther along."

Delmira was about to reply when the sound of close footsteps made Connor perk up and interrupted their train of thought.

"Hello Lieutenant. My name is Connor. I'm the android sent by Cyberlife," Connor repeated his pre-programmed greeting to the approaching man.

The man who Delmira guessed to be Lieutenant Anderson looked disturbed at Connor's appearance, "God, I saw you get shot in the head last night…"

Delmira spoke up at this point, "His predecessor was unfortunately destroyed but CyberLife transferred its memory and sent this both this new model and I to replace it. This incident should not affect the investigation and will not occur in the future."

Hank's eyes darted to Delmira, spotting their LED and realizing that there was another android sitting across from his desk, "Jesus Christ, there's two of you now?!"

Before he could ask any questions, Captain Fowler called out, "Hank! In my office!"

Lieutenant Anderson looked at the ceiling and gave an exasperated sigh, he walked towards the glass cubicle muttering under his breath, "Not even in five minutes into the day and it's already ruined."

Connor and Delmira looked at each other in mutual understanding and accompanied the lieutenant to the office, the latter shutting the door behind them before taking their place at the back of the room.

"I've got ten new cases involving androids on my desk every day," Captain Fowler said looking up from his terminal as he spoke, "We've always had isolated incidents, old ladies losing their android maids and that kind of crap… But now, we're getting reports of assaults and even homicides, like that guy last night… This isn't just CyberLife's problem anymore. It's now a criminal investigation and we've gotta deal with it before the shit hits the fan. I want you to investigate these cases and see if there's any link."

"Why me?" Lieutenant Anderson responded indignantly, "Why do I gotta be the one to deal with this shit. I am the least qualified cop in the country to handle this case! I know jack shit about androids, Jeffrey! I can barely change the settings on my own phone!"

"Everybody's overloaded!" Captain Fowler raised his voice, "I think you're perfectly qualified for this type of investigation."

Hank shot up from his seat shouting, "Bullshit! The truth is nobody wants to investigate these fuckin' androids and you left me holdin' the bag!"

Captain Fowler took a second to compose himself before calmly continuing, "CyberLife sent over these android to help with the investigation. They're state-of-the-art prototypes and will act as your partners and team."

"No fuckin' way! I don't need partners, and certainly not these plastic pricks!" Lieutenant Anderson yelled while pointing at Connor and them.

Delmira observed a small twitch in his eye before Captain Fowler lost his cool as well, "Hank, you are seriously starting to piss me off! You are a police lieutenant, you are supposed to do what I say and shut your goddamn mouth!"

"You know what my goddamn mouth has to say to you, huh?" Lieutenant Anderson pushed.

"Ok, ok. I'll pretend like I didn't hear that, so I don't have to add any more pages to your disciplinary folder 'cause it already looks like a fuckin' novel! This conversation is over!" Captain Fowler said with a tone of finality turning back to his terminal.

Lieutenant Anderson leaned down onto the Captain's desk, "Jeffery, Jesus Christ! Why are you doin' this to me? You know how much I hate these fuckin' things. Why you doin' this to me?"

"Listen, I've had just about enough of your bitchin. Either you do your job or you hand in your badge," Captain Fowler responded, the informal use of his name seeming to have pushed a button, "Now if you'll excuse me, I've got work to do."

Hank gave a frustrated growl as he rushed passed the two androids and slammed the door on his way out.

Delmira was about to follow him out when they heard Connor speak up, "I wonder whether Lieutenant Anderson is really the best person for this investigation?"

"Hey, I don't need a machine to tell me how to handle my men, okay? So get the fuck outta my office," Captain Fowler aggressively addressed him while pointing him out the door.

Connor took a second before saying, "Have a nice day, Captain."

As he walked out of the office Delmira looked back at the captain, "I won't keep you any longer, have a nice day."

"Yeah, yeah," Captain Fowler responded not looking up from his terminal as he waved them out of his office.

Delmira walked up to Lieutenant Anderson's desk just in time to catch the last part of his and Connor's conversation.

"No one's using that," the Lieutenant said pointing at the desk in front of him.

Connor looked slightly confused, looking at Delmira for an answer knowing that they had been using the desk earlier in the day.

"We will be sharing a desk while we are here. I spoke to the Captain earlier today and the precinct does not have enough room to move in another desk," Delmira informed him.

Connor nodded in understanding before sitting down. Delmira thought that the android would get right to work but he surprisingly carried on a conversation with the lieutenant, "A lot of people don't appreciate having androids around. I was wondering, is there any reason in particular you despise me?"

"Yeah," the Lieutenant nodded, a grim look overcoming his face, "there's one."

Connor stayed quiet expecting more of an answer but when none came he looked back at his workstation displeased before continuing, "Do you listen to Knights of the Black Death? I really like that music. It's full of…energy."

Both Delmira and Lieutenant Anderson looked at him with bewilderment but it was the lieutenant who spoke up, "You listen to Heavy Metal?"

"Well," Connor started, trying to find a good way to phrase his answer, "I don't really listen to music as such, but I'd like to."

Hank gave him a confused look before shaking his head and continuing his work. Delmira nudged Connor's chair with their foot from where they were leaning against the cubicle wall to get his attention.

When Connor turned slightly to show he was listening, Delmira silently asked them through their mind link, "What are you doing?"

"Lieutenant Anderson is displeased that I was destroyed the last time we met. During the short time that my predecessor was with him, he learned that it was best to adapt to the lieutenant's personality, as that tends to bring the best results. As such, I am gathering personal information to learn how to best approach him in the future," Connor responded.

While his train of though was sound, Delmira couldn't help but furrow their brow, "And this is necessary to the mission how?"

Connor gave the smallest frown, perceptible only to the other android before continuing, "Lieutenant Anderson himself admitted that he does not like androids. We will need his full cooperation in order for things to go smoothly and if that means taking a few steps to befriend him, I will take the time to do so. For the good of the mission."

Delmira nodded slightly, satisfied with the answer and began looking around the office while keeping an ear on the conversation. If Connor was right, what ever information was gathered would be helpful.

"You're a Detroit Gears fan, right? Denton Carter scored 53% of his shots from the three-point line yesterday. Did you see the game?" Connor asked.

Hank turned with an annoyed look at Connor, "That's what I was watchin' at the bar last night."

"Oh…" Connor said, noticing it was probably best not to say anything else.

"Might be bad to tell him that the Gears lost that game last night," Delmira chipped in mentally.

Connor gave them a dead-pan look, "You can tell him that if you want."

Delmira hummed noncommittally and Connor went back to his line of question, "You have a dog, right?"

The lieutenant gave him a suspicious side eye, "How do you know that?"

"The dog hairs on your chair. I like dogs. What's your dog's name?" Connor pressed on.

"What's it to you?" the man responded gruffly.

Connor looked away and Delmira couldn't help but shake their head. Obviously trying to get to know the lieutenant was not going as planned.

Surprising both the androids however, he responded with, "Sumo. I call him Sumo."

Connor looked past the lieutenant at the glass cubicle they had been in not long before, "Have you known Captain Fowler for long?"

"Yeah, for too long," Lieutenant Anderson followed Connor's glance towards the Captain's office, staring for a few seconds before shaking his head, "Why don't you stop this line of questioning and get to work. The terminal's got all the files on the deviants you need."

"Delmira and I were discussing the cases before you arrived, trying to find a common thread but so for we don't have much. Out of the 243 files the first dates back nine months, starting in Detroit and then quickly spreading across the country," Connor paused for a second, scanning through the files mentally before turning to the lieutenant, "An AX400 is reported to have assaulted a man last night. That could be a good starting point for our investigation."

Delmira quickly pulled up the case file. The plaintiff claims he was violently attacked by his domestic android, an AX400 model. The android had just returned from being repaired the previous day and had shown signs of aggression in the past. Delmira scanned for any previous altercations using the information of the owner Todd Williams who resided in Corktown.

While nothing came up for an altercation involving the AX400, Todd Williams himself came back with several reports of drug use, domestic abuse, and a restraining order that prevented him from having contact with both his ex-wife and child.

A muttering of "Oh, Jesus" brought them back to the present and Delmira found that Connor was currently standing over the lieutenant who was trying his hardest to ignore the android.

"I understand you're facing personal issues, Lieutenant, but you need to move past them and-"

Lieutenant Anderson interrupted Connor, "Hey! Don't talk to me like you know me. I'm not your friend and I don't need your advice, okay?"

Delmira watched as the lieutenant balled his fist as Connor leaned in, "Connor, I wouldn't push him right now. Take a step back."

Connor ignored the advice, "I've been assigned this mission, Lieutenant. I didn't come here to wait until you feel like working."

Lieutenant Anderson dropped his tablet onto the desk and grabbed Connor by his coat, slamming him into the cubicle wall with a snarl on his face, "Listen, asshole. If it was up to me, I'd throw the lot of you in a dumpster and set a match to it. So, stop pissing me off or things are gonna get nasty."

In one smooth movement, Delmira grabbed the lieutenant by the back of his coat and pulled back hard, surprising him into letting go and making him stumble back before stepping in front of Connor.

With their arms crossed behind their back, they looked up into the lieutenant's glowering eyes and spoke in a low dangerous tone, "I strongly suggest you don't do repeat that action in the future or you're really going to learn the definition of nasty."

Lieutenant Anderson stood over Delmira at his full height and growled, "What are you, his body guard?"

Delmira continued to stare up defiantly and unafraid, LED circling yellow and responding coldly, "While Connor and I are both here to assist in the investigation of deviant androids, CyberLife has modified me specifically to have the features of the elite Myrmidon android troopers which are a step above human Navy Seals. My assistance to the investigation is secondary to my primary mission, which is to protect high-value assets to Cyberlife. Connor falls under that specification so yes, you can define that as being his bodyguard. That being said, I am perhaps the most dangerous bodyguard currently in existence."

There was a moment of total silence, Delmira became aware that the lieutenant's initial assault on Connor had garnered the attention of the police station but the unexpected reaction of the new android had enthralled the officers. Scanning the room without looking away, Delmira picked out at least five visible officers who had their hands on their weapons ready to draw in case things escalated.

The silence stretched out a few seconds, neither party willing to back down when an awkward clearing of a throat caused the tension to defuse.

"Lieutenant," Officer Miller interrupted, "uh, sorry to disturb you. I have some information on the AX400 that attacked the guy last night. It's been seen in the Ravendale district."

"I'm on it," Lieutenant Anderson looked away first, giving one last glare before walking away.

Life returned back to the station as the tension was cut, the officers set back at ease and they continued their work, occasionally glancing at the two androids.

"You shouldn't have done that," Connor murmured as he fixed his coat and tie.

"He shouldn't have put his hands on you in the first place," Delmira said as they turned around and faced the other android, another small twinge going off in their head that they decided to ignore from now on due to its frequent reoccurrence, "It's not like I could help it anyways. It's part of my program to protect you from harm."

Connor gave them a look that Delmira couldn't quite place before he glanced towards the precinct doors, "Let's go, if we're lucky he'll still be waiting for us otherwise we will have to take a cab."

As Delmira walked passed him towards the exit, something made them reach up and flick the other android in the ear, Connor turned to them with an extremely confused frown as he reached up and covered the spot.

Delmira chided, "Also next time listen to me when I give you advice. I sent here to prevent possible incidents, not wait to intercept them while they are actively happening."

The two exited the police station together, the steady rain of the previous night continuing to drench the city and were quite surprised to spot Lieutenant Anderson seated in an otherwise empty cruiser, impatiently tapping his fingers on the wheel.

As Delmira opened the front passenger door to allow Connor in, his voice floated out of the car, "Nuh-uh I don't fucking think so. Both of you in the back."

Delmira had a dour look on their face as they contemplated sitting in the front anyways when Connor grabbed their shoulders, motioning with his head the backseat.

"It's not worth getting him riled up, lets just go so we can get back to the mission at hand," his voice whispered in their mind.

Both of them sat in the backseat, the mid-sized cruiser leaving a decent amount of room between them though the seats themselves were uncomfortable as they were for criminal transport. Buildings both old and new sped by on the way to the Ravendale district.

Connor absentmindedly rolled a coin back and forth between his fingers while Delmira was caught deep in thought reviewing all the events that had occurred in the 8 short hours since their creation.

Public Opinion: Skeptical | Software instability: ? | Hank: Tense | Connor: Trusted | Amanda: Trusted

Notes:

Hope you guys are enjoying the story so far! This fic will follow the storyline pretty closely for the next couple chapters or so until some major choices come up that will change some things significantly. Please let me know what you think of Delmira as well, I'd love to hear your opinion on them!

Also sidenote, I have discovered David Cage is garbage at continuity (among other things) as I am double checking my fic against the game to make sure the times and dates are correct. How can Connor and Hank be at the Ravendale district to look for Kara at 10:30am if Hank doesn't come into the office until noon?

Anyways thank you for reading and have a lovely day!