RK1K Hope: Chapter Eighteen:

Chapter Eighteen:

March 2039

Connor stared at the mysterious android. He had a dream. Before he had deviated, Amanda, his AI handler, showed him something that was disturbing.

It was the exact same RK900 that was in his dream. He was staring him down. Connor was just a prototype. Basically, he was a test subject and he was just used to test out the RK model series. The RK900 was his replacement. While Connor was working with Hank and hunting down the deviants, State Departments as well as the military and other police departments from other cities were ordering the RK900 models and Connor was a prototype to test them out.

"You're being replaced Connor," Amanda said in the dream.

Tears threatened to come out of his eyes. Connor stared at the model that was taunting him. It reminded him of what he was to Cyberlife, their pet, their test subject, a thing that would just be thrown away at a whim.

Markus walked up to him.

"Connor, are you alright?" he asked. He placed his hand on his shoulder. Connor jerked at looked at him in the eyes. Markus' heart flipped when he saw the sight of Connor, with tears in his eyes.

"I…don't know…" he answered.

"Hey, Connor!" Simon's voice called out. Connor and Markus turned to him.

"What is it?" Markus said as he and Connor walked out to him. Connor looked at where Simon was pointing. Connor gasped. There were other Connors. They were standing still, not activated. Connor looked at all of them. This warehouse was a storage unit for the other RK800 models, ready to activate and do whatever Cyberlife says.

"Connor, what are those?" Simon asked,"I thought you are a prototype."

"I am, they are too," Connor said. "I was supposed to be a test product for Cyberlife so they can unleash another one, just like me, but with more powerful." His voice was shaky.

"You were right, I was just a tool to them," Connor said when he looked at Markus. Markus' heart went out to him.

"Connor, I.." he began to say. Suddenly Connor shook his head and straightened himself up.

"Come on let's go, there are people who need us," He said as he turned and walked away. Simon looked at the line of RK800s.

"Poor Connor, to be reminded of that," Simon said as he walked away. Markus looked back at the mysterious RK900 model. He decided right then and there to do whatever it took to make Connor happy and feel loved.

North, Josh, and Kara saw the exchange with Connor. Right then and there, North felt something for Connor. Markus caught her staring. North turned and walked away.

After a while, all they found were androids that were in storage. Markus had awakened all of them except for the RK800s and the RK900. He felt that would be a bad idea, seeing how Connor reacted when he saw them. What if the RK800s were still programmed to hunt deviants? What if the RK900 which is more powerful and more stronger than Connor were awake and decided to hunt them down? What if it went after Connor? Josh walked up to Markus.

"Are you sure that waking up all these androids are a good idea Markus? New Jericho is already over populated, what are we going to do?" Josh asked. Markus looked at him.

"What about the ones that had already died or dying while we are here?" Markus asked. Josh studied Markus. He looked tired and sad, as well as stressed out.

"Are you alright?" Josh asked. Markus looked at him. He sighed. He took a deep breath.

"I will be fine," he said with a weak smile. Josh didn't believe it, but decided to go along with it.

"If you need something to talk to, I'm here," he suggested.

"Thanks," Markus said.

Connor walked around the warehouse. He sighed in frustration. He couldn't find the storage units that stored the blue blood or the components. Simon was with him. Connor scanned and analyzed every nook and cranny.

"Shit," he muttered.

"Any luck?" Simon asked. Connor shook his head.

"Hey Connor," Kara called when she ran up to him. Connor looked at her.

"What?" he asked.

"Luther, he might've found something," she answered. Soon, Connor and the others joined Luther. Luther stood next to a locked metal double door.

"I have a feeling something is behind the door," Luther said. "But there is a weird padlock, I tried hacking it, and Josh and Kara tried but no prevail."

"Let me try," Connor said.

"Wait are you sure, what if you try hacking away, what if it sets off some alarm or something?" North replied.

"Well, me and AX400 and Josh, Luther tried, we are the more common, maybe it takes a prototype, like Connor or Markus," Kara explained.

Connor's hand turned white. Then, he placed his hand on the cool platform. It glowed, turned red, and suddenly….turned blue. A buzzer went off and the double doors slid open. Markus smiled with pride.

"I'll go in first," Connor volunteered. Then, he, as well as Markus, Simon, Kara, and Luther, and the others entered the darkened room.

"RK800 model, IDed, and recognized," an automated female voice said as the lights came on. Everyone gasped.

There were rows of shelves that stood almost to the ceiling. There were bottles of blue blood, and packets of blue blood, biocomponents are lined neatly. There were papers all over the floor, as well as empty desks and chairs. Whoever was working here, they left in a hurry. Connor smiled the biggest smile he could.

"Fucking finally," he said. Everyone was smiling. Even the recently awakened androids were happy. Then, Markus grabbed Connor and hugged him.

"You did it again Connor! You saved our people!" he said. Connor hugged him back.

"We did it again!" Connor corrected him.

Everyone started packing all of the blue blood and biocomponents into bags, suitcases, duffel bags, boxes and crates, anything they could get their hands on to stock up on the goods New Jericho desperately needed.

After that, everyone piled out of the building, Simon and Connor, as well as Luther locked everything up to make sure that no one would get suspicious.

As they were loading up the trucks, as well as the newly freed androids loaded up their own trucks that were parked in the parking lot, suddenly blue and red lights started to flash.

"THIS IS THE DETRIOT POLICE DEPARTMENT," a voice familiar to Connor cried out. Connor looked to face the source to the voice.

Connor's LED flashed yellow. There was an upcoming text from Hank. In his processors, there was a link to Hank's cell phone. Hank was able to text and call Connor whenever he needed to, as well as the other members of Jericho, and Connor's friends and co workers.

"Hey, Captain Fowler, Captain Allen and I just heard about a press conference about this whole Prop 68 bullshit, he wants you and Markus to join us at the press conference, we are going to confront this son of a bitch once and for all." The text read.

"Okay, we will be there soon," Connor texted back. He leaned forward and turned the camera off. The sun was just beginning to rise. It was time to get up. Connor stood up and stretched his arms overhead.

Suddenly, someone grabbed him from behind and covered his mouth.