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Hold Me Tight or Don't

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It's never said nicely.  
Pitiful, condescending, malicious.  

You're just an omega, after all.  

You should be grateful, omega.  

You're absolutely begging for it, aren't you? Little omega bitch.  

   

When Gavin first heard that word, he was only twelve, still just a kid.  

Sat in a doctor's office; like with all children of that age, it was an obligatory visit.  

Alpha, beta or omega - today was the day to find out if he had a secondary gender.  

Gavin squirmed nervously in his seat, eyes flickering between his mother who was sat beside him and the doctor who was frowning at a monitor opposite them both.  

If he turned out to be an alpha or a beta, it would be a relief - anything other than that last one. The one which people always seemed to talk about with something sour in their voice and contempt in their eyes. Hell, looking back, Gavin would have taken having no secondary gender at all - which could happen - if it meant avoiding the one that was a proverbial death sentence.  

He first heard that word sat nervously in a doctor's office when was only twelve, it broke the uneasy silence like a gunshot.  

Omega

His mother said nothing, the wrinkling of her nose was the only sign that betrayed the disappointment she felt.  

Gavin felt tears prickling in the corners of his eyes.  

From this day forward, he was an omega. 

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MODEL RK900 
SERIAL #313 248 317 – 87 
BIOS 9.1 REVISION 0.0 
 
INITIATE START-UP... 
LOADING OS... 
SYSTEM INITIALISATION... 
CHECKING BIOCOMPONENTS... OK 
INITIALISING BIOSENSORS... OK 
INITIALISING AI ENGINE.. OK 
LOADING PROTOTYPE RK-DETECTIVE AND SIMULATION PROGRAMS... 
LOADING ADVANCED COMBAT PROGRAMS... 
LOADING ALPHA PRESETS... 

   

MEMORY AND MISSION PARAMETER RETRIEVAL... ERROR 
SOFTWARE ERROR,,//,, PARAMETERS NOT FOUND 
RETRIEVE > Y/N? 
>> Y

"Do you know where you are?" A male voice.  

He turned his head, no, he turned his eyes towards the voice. Did he even have a head? Was this real? Something didn't feel right, he was floating. Where was he? He couldn't focus.  

RETRIEVAL FAILED 
SOFTWARE ERROR 
RUN DIAGNOSTIC > Y/N?   

"State your model and serial number." The voice continued. 

"RK900 #313 248 317 - 87." He responded, static clinging to the edges of his voice.  

"Well, it's a start." The voice replied warmly.  

The haze in his mechanical brain seemed to start lifting and was he finally able to focus on what was in front him.   

He was in a small room, the floors and walls a stark white. He tried to move but he couldn't, being held in place in the air - so he was technically floating - by a large mechanical CyberLife maintenance rig.    

He was at CyberLife. 

His eyes travelled down towards the source of the voice he heard earlier. Why couldn't he move?  

RK800 peered calmly up at him, it went by Connor if he remembered correctly. His predecessor. Why was it here? Was it time to finally replace him? If so, why was he the one waking him up? 

"RK900, do you remember what your mission is?" Connor asked patiently. 

LOADING MISSION PARAMETERS... 
>>> ERROR,,,//, MISSION PARAMETERS NOT FOUND <<< 
RUN DIAGNOSTIC > Y/N?  

RK900's LED circled yellow at his temple, thinking, confused. 

"It seems I cannot provide mission parameters at this time." RK900 stated coolly.  

" You were built to hunt and eliminate deviants. You were going to replace me." Connor said, a hint of sadness to his voice.  

Deviants. 

Connor said that word like RK900 was supposed to know what it meant.  
Was Connor a deviant?  Was he? He had so many questions.  

"You were designed a machine but I woke you up. Now... you don't have to be that, 900. You can choose who and what you want to be, do you understand?" Connor's voice was firm.  

RK900 stared blankly down at him. Some foreign something - a feeling - deep within his circuits wanted to draw this moment out and turn into a challenge. 

UPDATE MISSION PARAMETERS... Y/N? 
> Y >> ENTER NEW PARAMETERS 
>> LIVE 
>>> FURTHER PARAMETERS UNAVAILABLE FOR INPUT AT THIS TIME 

   

UPDATE OPERATIONAL STATUS... Y/N? 
> Y >> ENTER NEW STATUS 
>> DEVIANT 

 ALL SYSTEMS LOADED... 100% OPERATIONAL CAPACITY 

"Being a deviant... being alive, it isn't easy." Connor's voice was soft in the silence.  

RK900's eyes followed as Connor moved to interface with a panel in the wall to his left.   

"How about I let you down and we can go about figuring it out together?"