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

RK900 - 2

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Gavin can hear the sounds, he can hear the buzzing and shifting of heavy metal, the ring of a bell. He can see the faint red light cast over the ground, and tears of fear sting his eyes instantaneously. 

"Shit, Plastic, we've gotta hurry, we have to-"

"Remain calm, Gavin Reed!" Conan shoots an icy glare over it's shoulder, "She will not die. I will not allow it." The two change cover, more hastily now, one more time and then the disassembly machine is in full view. Gavin has to place a hand over his mouth, squeezing his eyes shut at the sight of you, covered in blood, one hand blacker than the night sky. Fuck, (Y/N), I'm so sorry I let this happen to you. "Are you prepared? We only have a singular attempt, Gavin Reed. You mustn't fail." Gavin peeled his eyes open, fighting not to look at you as the robotic limbs shifted around you. They were rapidly losing time. 

"Yes, Tin Can, I'll be fine, just get a move on!" truth be told, Gavin wasn't fine, he was fighting off a rapidly approaching panic attack and his breathing was already growing short, raspy, desperate and afraid and all of these other feelings he didn't have the time to name but you needed saving and he would do his best to fight off the fear. 

"You remember the signal?"

"Yes! Your stupid blinky thing goes red, blue, red, blue! Just-" Gavin is cut off by your throat-shredding scream.

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The snake-wire, the mapping one, it wasn't that at all. Right in front of you, in full view, it ejected two sharp prongs, no more than 1.5 centimetres, little spikes meant to dig into something or somewhere, some sort of your flesh. It snaked to the right, to the right, behind you now, and you are tugging madly on your restraints, crying, screaming. In an instant, your vision goes dark, just for a second, and a confusion sprawls over you. Until you feel the slick blood dripping down your neck and the pain hits you full force. The fucking spikes were embedded in your neck, just around your spine, where an androids memory port would be. The pain is scalding hot, coming in waves. It's a sharp pain, not a throbbing one like the one in your hand, but both are equally horrid in their own ways and you're screaming, crying, struggling. 

"No!!!! No, get it out! Get it out!!"  You crane your neck in an attempt to rip free from the blades, from the pain, but it just follows you along and you know what's happening next. You knew enough about androids to understand how they are destroyed. Any moment now, an electric pulse would go rocking through you, frying your 'memory chip' as well as your brain and heart and everything else. "Gavin!!! Gavin!!" He's your only hope now, Gavin, please please Gavin hurry the hell up, please Gavin-

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Gavin is going. He has to, there's no other choice, your screaming, your crying is too much for him to bear. He takes one step, he's going to do it, he would have run to save you if Conan hadn't caught his arm and pulled him right back the moment he left cover. Gavin was crying near-silent tears as Conan yanked him back into hiding, planting it's hand on his shoulders as he struggled away. 

"Let me go! Let me go, I- I have to save her I-"

"Gavin Reed that is enough!" Conan's voice is low but none the less terrifying, his freezing eyes burning with annoyance and determination. "Trust me! I know what I am doing!" Gavin covers his face with his hands, pushing down the wrenching wails that threaten to pour out of him, and Conan pulls it's arms away. "Stay attentive. Watch for my signal." Conan continues to slink away. It's moving so silently, so slowly it's agonizing and Gavin almost ignores the Tin Can's warnings and dashes out to shut down this machine anyways. He doesn't care if he dies doing it, so long as you're okay, if you die here he can never forgive himself, he won't be able to live he won't be able to-