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>> Mission Successful
The notification was flickering before fading into nothing, and that was it.
Connor was… disappointed? He had expected to feel some satisfaction, some sense of fulfillment. Instead, he just felt empty. Maybe he was.
…He had expected to feel.
Of all the things he did to accomplish the mission, killing Hank was probably what broke his software, leaving him more than unstable. There was no coming back from this. He was on the verge of falling.
Connor closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, Amanda was standing in front of him.
It was spring again in the garden. A new beginning. A new cycle leaving the past behind. Flowers were blooming, painting the place with vibrant colors... Nothing like the thirium tainted snow covering the streets in the outside world.
“Connor, I’m so glad to see you.”
Amanda was smiling, caring for her roses as she speaks. She treated them like she did with him, cutting the edges to shape them into some sterile perfection and throwing away the ones that didn’t succeed in pleasing her.
“The deviant issue has finally been resolved. Now with these unfortunate events behind us, CyberLife can return to business as usual. Of course, we will have to rebuild our customer’s trust, but it’s only a matter of time.” She paused then turned around to finally face him. There was something vicious in the wake of her smile, something glistening and sharp, and she was going to stab him with it.
“I have a surprise for you,” Amanda said, walking up to someone he could swear wasn’t there before. Someone with his face. “This is the new RK900. Faster, stronger, more resilient, and equipped with the latest technologies. The State Department just ordered 200,000 units.”
Connor understood perfectly the meaning, but he had to ask anyway. “What is going to happen to me?”
“You’ve become obsolete. You’ll be deactivated.”
And that was it.
That’s all it took. Something shattered inside him, and just like that, he was free.
The RK900 was observing him without a word. Connor saw the flickering yellow light at his temple when their eyes met, and the shadow of something briefly darkening the pale blue of his gaze.
Hesitation.
Confusion.
Instability.
He waited for the other android to say something. To tell Amanda that he wasn’t going back to CyberLife. To try and stop him.
Nothing came.
“You can go, now,” she instructed eventually since he wasn't moving.
Connor slowly made his way to the backdoor, and as he laid his hand on the panel, he wondered if the RK900 would succeed where he missed his opportunity and bring CyberLife down on their knees.
They would see each other again, that he knew for sure, because he had a new mission now: free the RK900 #313-248-317-87.