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Connor was walking quickly to his set destination. His expression was completely and perfectly blank, but eyes filled with fiery determination. He will complete the mission he was set to do months ago. To kill the deviant leader Markus. This was not what he wanted of course, but Cyberlife had gotten control of him once again. To ensure he completes the mission. No matter what was in his path. Yet it so happened Niles was in his path. He had his own mission, to protect everyone, to make sure Connor doesn't harm anyone in this state. He had planned everything out. He alerted Markus who then evacuated everyone to a different Jericho location, he then lead Connor to a different location. A rooftop in Hart Plaza at exactly midnight.
| AM 12:00:00 |
It was drizzling, quiet tapping of the rain overflowed every other noise surrounding Niles. For the meantime it was calming him down before the true storm. He had his eyes closed as he was facing outwards by the edge. His LED slowly processing a calm blue. Sharp footsteps were heard behind him. They were slightly quiet, but to Niles it was horribly loud. Knowing what the footsteps meant his eyes shot open immediately, LED processing to a panicked yellow. Didn't bother turning around to face Connor. No. No he couldn't right now. Connor’s expression was still blank, he narrowed his eyes at Niles. Niles’ objective popped up.
{ STOP CONNOR }
“Where is Markus?” He asked. Niles sighed looking down. He knew very well that there would have to be a physical fight. A fight of life or death. He would very much have to kill his own brother.
Niles ignored the question continuing to look out “It's a beautiful night out don't you think? The calming rain pitter pattering on any object, making such a gentle sweet sound. It's so tranquil.” Changing the subject would only stall the inevitable. He knew that, but Niles was desperate.
Connor furrowed his brow “I am not here for small talk, I am here for Markus, not you.” Niles ignored the statement once more which aggravated Connor even more. “I am aware it is not at New Jericho or the ones nearby it, nobody is there. Where. Is. It” he asked once again with a firm aggressive tone. Niles frowned at Connor addressing Markus an it of course, he knew it wasn't really Connor, but it was still so objectifying. He had only ever done that before deviating.
Niles let out a long defeated sigh, he really was going to be forced to do this. “I am not willing to disclose that information, not willing in the slightest, you will not cause harm to him” he turned to the side looking at Connor with the same blank expression “I suggest you drop this pointless mission, I know you truly do not want this. Markus is your love” That much at the least was true. Connor didn't want to. Markus meant so much to him. If he killed him, and finally came back to his senses, Niles was sure Connor wouldn't be able to even live with himself anymore.
Connor took a step forward “I will not drop this mission, Markus means nothing to me. Neither do you, just pieces of plastic made to imitate humans that's all we are.” Having an argument with Connor about how they were actually alive and not machines would be pointless now so Niles resisted, after all it wasn't really Connor speaking. “Give me the location of where it is, I will resort to conflict if you do not give me this vital information” he took another step forward. Niles stared quietly at Connor without blinking, this really was going to happen. Niles turned facing Connor entirely moving his hands from his back to his side, he clenched his hands into a fist tightly.
“Then resort to it, I am well prepared” Niles said so confidently, as if he didn't care. He really wasn't ready. Connor furrowed his brow even more his lips curling into a small frown.
“Fine” Connor quickly drew out his gun from the holster aiming it at Niles and shooting. He quickly dodged the bullet ducking down and running towards Connor tackling him sending him slamming onto the ground. The gun flew out of Connor's hand, it slid to the side. Niles flipped Connor over punching him multiple times before he was able to kick him off. He fell onto his back with a grunt, Connor turned his head to the gun running to it, but Niles quickly got up grabbing Connor by the neck slamming him onto a ventilator keeping his grip. Niles repeatedly punched at Connor again keeping a steady grip. He was made to be much stronger than Connor. As he looked at Connor, synthetic skin beginning to pull away as he punched, bleeding from his nose. His usually soft brown kind eyes now empty and emotionless. It hurt. It hurt so much and so deep. He didn't have a will stronger than Connor to be doing this. Subconsciously the grip loosened and Niles pulled back his fist and tears welling up in his eyes. Connor kicked him back grabbing a vent from the ventilator hitting Niles across the face with it, he stumbled back. Connor might actually kill him. Again another hit. Niles fell back he then unsheathed his nails slashing at Connor's face. He widened his eyes as Connor let out a loud short yelp stumbling back putting a hand over the wounds. Niles looked down at his hands now covered in blue blood, Connor's blood.
“Connor… I…” he murmured. Connor quickly regained his bearings tackling Niles down punching him. Niles took each punch, he was now bleeding too. Skin pulling away. Yet he did nothing . He couldn't bring himself to harm his big brother even more.
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Meanwhile, Connor was freezing in the Zen Garden. No lights. No guidance. Nothing. Darkness surrounded him. He shivered violently hugging himself looking around walking aimless hoping to find the emergency exit. “P-please…” he whispered to himself as each step made a crunch of snow. He saw a light. Could it?
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Niles made feeble attempts to resist, he grabbed onto Connor's arms stopping the punches. He easily broke free snapping Niles’ arms slamming Niles’ head on to the ground repeatedly. Blue blood splattered and cracking was heard with each slam. Niles stopped fighting back. He couldn't do it anymore. Connor grabbed onto Niles’ head turning him to meet eye to eye “I'm going to probe your memory.” Niles’ eyes widened again. No no no. He couldn't let that happen. He was already failing. Connor pulled back his synthetic skin on his hands beginning to probe his memory, Niles fought back shouting. Screaming putting as much effort into resisting the probe as he could, but there was not much left. He was weak. With Connor's consistent pushing he broke through letting Niles let out one last yelp. He looked through his memory quickly. He was talking to Markus, helping them evacuate and relocate. He saw a sign. It was the church, the original New Jericho before they relocated to the Cyberlife tower. He stopped ending it there. Niles panted tears falling down his cheeks, Connor scoffed “You could have destroyed me, RK900, but you were too weak. Overwhelmed by your “emotions” too attached to me, that's why you're going to be destroyed.” He was right and Niles knew it too. He was designed to be “better” than Connor. He could've easily overpowered him, but he didn't .
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The glowing handprint significed it. That was the emergency exit. He walked as quickly as he could, to stop all of this. He placed his hand onto it, a shock going through him. Connor closed his eyes and reopened them. Wait. Why was he still in the Zen Garden? What is happening? Why didn't it work what happened? “No…” he whispered moving his hand back and slamming it back down. Connor frantically didn't it again and again starting to cry “No no no no no no no….” He sobbed dropping to his knees.
Amanda appeared behind him placing a hand on the top of his head “Oh Connor…. Did you really think it would work this time?” She leaned in “You're ours now.”
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Connor gripped onto Niles’ face tightly, so tight the synthetic skin started to pull away more. Niles was crying even more, sobbing and shaking his head. A sharp, cold, snap was heard. His head went to the side, eyes still wide. Full of tears. Connor got up looking to the gun on the floor, he picked it up walking back to Niles pointing the gun at Niles’ forehead. “Thank you for your cooperation, RK900” he pulled the trigger, the shot ringing out. Blue blood trailed down Niles’ nose as he finally went limp. Connor adjusted his jacket and tie pulling back his hair and putting the gun back into the holster turning and walking away. A marquee popped up.
{ MISSION FAILED }