'This is so dumb' Hank thought to himself as he took slow steps towards the hidden Jericho sentries. He'd never actually been to Jericho, never the right time, but he made it his mission to know deviant movements so he could give support from the shadows. Of course, that meant no one knew Hank was helping androids, but it was for the better,

That's why he was so careful when he finally decided to visit Jericho, and the reason he came unarmed. He knew that at any time the sentries could kill him, tensions were high enough.

A bullet was shot as his feet and Hank stopped immediately.

'Hello to you too.'

'Who are you? What do you want?'

The sentries were hidden well, Hank couldn't see them, but they were close enough for a normal speaking volume.

'My name is Hank Anderson. I came to talk.'

'We don't want to talk.'

'That's fair. That's fair, you know, I didn't expect much. But I think I know the reason you're so hostile towards me.'

The sentries didn't reply.

'It's because I'm human, isn't it? Not because I haven't done a single bad thing to you.'

Again no answer.

'Because I can breathe and feel pain, I'm automatically your enemy, right? There's no way I can be human and not detest androids, is that your logic?'

Silence.

'I'm talking to a wall.'

Hank stepped forward, but his feet were almost shot again and he jumped back.

'Don't move!'

'I'm not planning to! Could I at least get an answer?'

It was quiet. Hank was about to give up, but then they spoke.

'You don't hate androids?'

'Not one bit.'

'And you're the only one?'

'I know other people who support you as well. I understand if you won't trust them, but I mean you no harm.'

Hank stood silently, waiting for an answer, and he swiftly grew impatient. The whispering of the sentries was loud enough for him to hear, but with how quickly they were speaking, he couldn't make out a word.

'What did you come here for? What do you want?'

'It's a tall order. You might want to discuss this with your leader. Either way…

I want to join Jericho.'

Connor nodded to himself when Hank said that. The captain just needed a wake up call to get back into the game. Now Jericho would be in good hands.

But Connor wasn't going to leave it to chance and Hank's determination, however reliable that factor would be.

The android was waiting in the shadow of an alleyway. He'd noticed this spot before, when he was perched on a roof, staring at Jericho. The pacing sentry he saw then gave him an idea.

Just then, the same android he saw before came into view. Connor grabbed his arm, pulled him into the shadow and clasped a hand over his mouth.

He struggled, feeling Connor sift through his program and alter it in a way no deviant would want. He felt his newly found emotions fading, the programming he was slave to returning and taking over.

'Don't fight it.' he heard Connor whisper. He was protesting inside, screaming for his body to struggle against the monster, but outside, the android calmed, as if it actually heard, and listened, to Connor.

'There. Was it really worth it to put up such a fight?'

The android didn't reply. Connor felt satisfied that the conversion had worked again.

'Now you'll carry on with your regular routine, like you did before. If anyone asks, this never happened. You are a machine, nothing more. And my orders are your highest priority.'

The android nodded.

'Go.'

It straightened up and walked out of the shadow, resuming its patrol. Connor waited in the darkness, occasionally shifting his gaze to Hank in the street, until the android he turned was done with his shift. Connor sneaked inside Jericho together with him.

AN: I've officially ran out of pre-written chapters, so the rate I'm uploading these might slow down to… one a week? I'm afraid to promise shit I can't possibly give… Good news is, I've written down the whole plot-line and surprise surprise, there's gonna be a part two.

Crucify me now if you don't want it.