I Didn't Want This Either | Gavin Reed x Reader

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"I wonder if this CK500 had been hostile with its masters in the past." Nines' voice seemed rather distant, not as solid as it usually was. 

"Is there some way that we can reactivate it? Get some more information out of it?" both you and Gavin had shifted to stand at Nines' side. Neil had sent a bullet straight from his chin out through the back of his plastic skull. The damage was rather severe- but not even you knew if he was able to be reactivated or not. 

"It's worth a try, isn't it?" you say, and take a step closer to Neil. 

"You know how?" Gavin asked with a quirked brow and a small smirk, to which you nodded.

"Of course I do." You weren't exactly sure how he had responded, but you heard something you loosely pieced together as disbelief. You smiled to yourself as you lifted the base of Neil's shirt, exposing his stomach. Placing a hand on the smooth surface, you press gently, and the skin peels away. You're exposed to a square hatch, and slide it open with ease, exposing the biocomponents inside. All of the biocomponents were intact and rather organized, so the cable that connected the thirium pump to the main circulation vein was easy to locate. You grabbed one gently, and then the other, taking a deep breath before clicking them together and stumbling away just in time to watch the android snap to life once more. Neil let out a gasp, his eyelids whipping open to expose a cool blue colour underneath. He was blind. 

"Where am I?! Did they get me? Is that you? Are you going to kill me?" Neil croaked through a semi-damaged voice-box. He spoke in a distorted tone, though it wasn't nearly as distorted as the WR600 from earlier that day. 

"Neil? My name is (Y/N) (L/N). I work with the Detroit Police- I interrogated you recently about the murder of Abigail Coles." your voice echoed throughout the evidence room, loud and clear and determined. "I have a few questions for you that I need you to answer for your own safety." 

"Please don't probe my memory again. Please don't. Please." Neil repeated that word over and over, please, please, please, and you frown. 

"If you cooperate, you'll be fine." Gavin spoke up, his voice much more blunt and demanding than your own, "Before you self-destructed, you were saying someone or something would kill you. Did you mean some other deviant?" Neil's LED had been red from the beginning, but now it was blinking at an irrational pace, and he was trembling. 

"I- I can't say. They will hunt me down. They will kill me."

"You're safe here, Neil. You're in police custody, no one is going to hurt you!" you take a risk and move a hand forwards, resting it on Neil's upper arm and giving it a comforting pat. "I promise that, okay? I will keep you safe if you tell me what you're so afraid of."

"Promise? You promise? They won't get me, you promise?" his LED was still blinking furiously. "They won't get anywhere near me?" 

"Nothing will hurt you." Neil's LED froze, and spun back to yellow. His shaking stopped instantly. "Who is trying to kill you?" Gavin and Nines listened intently as Neil began to speak in a tone that was steadier than you had imagined. His empty eyes stared at nothing, and the blue blood spattering his clothing seemed to glimmer like starlight in the bright luminescence of the evidence room. 

"Androids- other deviants. They did something to me, something to my software. I used to be so calm, so... obedient. And then one day those deviants found me in the garden." 

"What did they do?" you felt odd speaking, as if you weren't supposed to. As if your words would scare him back into silence- much to your relief, they didn't, and Neil continued. 

"I-I'm not sure. They broke my software, they broke me. They made me dangerous, violent." Neil was growing worked up again, his shoulders tensing and his damaged hands balling into fists. "They made me want to hurt things, to hurt Abigail. Sometimes... sometimes I even wanted to hurt Peter."