Save me - [COMPLETE] Connor x Reader

7. IRREPLACEABLE

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

A voice crawled into your ears from the far corner of the room; a man stood hunched over a mattress, the source of the humming.

"I'm sorry..."

You held your breath as you watched the man's fingers fiddling.

"Aren't you happy?" The voice asked, raising the hairs across your arm "We can..."

The man moved revealing a female android.

"... finally..."

He gripped the android's ankle, filling the room with a cracking noise.

"... get revenge..."

His hand twisted.

"... on those fuckers."

He wrenched the leg off throwing it towards the door where you hid, splattering thirium across your faces.

You thought you were going to puke.

Hearing a small click, you looked to find Hank with his gun drawn, rage evident in his shaking stance.

"Put your fucking hands up GOR." He spat through his teeth.

The man slowly turned, divulging you with a full look of the android; her eyes bore into yours, blinking, screaming - LED pulsating red

"She's alive..." Connor spoke gravely.

The deviant laughed, bending, mangling - prying off the android's other leg.

"It's easier when they can't run." His voice was sweet, enveloping you, curdling your stomach.

Every muscle froze in your body. You didn't dare breathe.

"I said put your fucking hands up!" Hank roared again, his finger inching closer to the trigger.

GOR was smiling at you.

"This is a surprise, to see you walk back in here after running away so hysterically."

If you hadn't known he was an android beforehand, you would have thought he was a creation from your nightmares.

His face had been crippled; he had only one eye which was tinted in crimson - its pupil spasmed, reaching each corner of his socket with every blink. His jaw looked as if it had been stretched beyond its limits, his skin was blistered in white.

"Oh, you don't remember the fun we had?" GOR mocked.

His voice was recalling something deep within you. You knew his voice.

You knew him.

"Shut up!" Hank boomed, offering his final warning "I'll fucking shoot."

The deviant grinned.

"Do it. I'm not alive anyway."

Hank pulled the trigger, but GOR was faster. He threw the disfigured android forward, absorbing the bullet. Dipping into his jacket, he drew his own gun - he began firing, aiming for you.

Connor stomped, kicking up a fallen tray - a shield. Bullets filled the air as he sprinted for GOR, weaving over and in between them like a tiger after its prey. The projectiles found their way to the lights, showering glass upon you.

"Get down!" You could barely hear Hank through the gunfire.

The room was instantaneously engulfed in darkness.

You forced open your eyes, glass fragments crashing off of you as you sat up.

You couldn't see anything.

Where was Hank?

Your fingers reached around, only finding the remains of the lights.

Where was Connor?

Cold metal suddenly pressed against the back of your head, digging into your skin.

You slowly turned to see GOR mere centimeters away from you, his face illuminated from the dull red glow of his eye socket.

His voice was nothing but a breath, paralyzing you.

"You should have just died."

You had to escape. You gripped a glass shard hard, cutting into your hand. You had to kill him first.

You could feel the barrel of his gun beginning to shake "You should have just died with the rest of us."

You had to kill him first.

You had to do it now.

You swung your hand at the side of his head, slamming the glass into his ear. Thirium ran down your arm as you further drove it in, twisting and scraping. GOR dropped his gun, reaching for your wrists. He was going to break your arm like he broke that android.

You heard a bang, louder than the rest, more blinding - all you could feel was heat - every nerve in your body screamed for you to run. You let your legs carry you as far as they could, each step bringing you closer to some unknown destination. You tripped, digging your nails into the ground, scrambling to get up.

You fell again, this time hitting your head.

The throbbing in your skull begged you to close your eyes and you obeyed.

Your shoulders relaxed into the ground where you let the sleep take you - fireworks of colors waning in the blackness. You tried to reach out, to twirl the radiance around your hands.

The light was familiar, invoking something you had forgotten.

You remembered.

You remembered how you ran away from GOR that day.

"-ok-"

Your hearing ebbed in and out, recognizing the voice.

"You're okay!"

You opened your eyes to see Connor hovering over you. You were outside, unable to feel the rain as it pelted you.

"You're okay, you're okay," He kept repeating. He pressed your head into his chest, alongside someone else.

You looked over to find Hank cradled in Connor's other arm. His eyes were shut, blood dripping from his hair.

"I-" Connor's voice croaked "I alerted an ambulance but I-"

You could feel his fingers grasping for your hair.

"I can't wake him-"

Connor's face was pained. Emotion knitted through his eyebrows, painted through his eyes. His lips quivered with every word.

"When I saw GOR aiming his gun at you two, I- I wanted to protect you, but I couldn't stop chasing after him, I had to complete my mission- I had to capture him alive! Then when I saw him with his gun to your head I felt it." His voice dropped to a whisper "I felt scared. I felt fear..."

You brought your hand to his cheek letting him lean into your touch. His eyes were desperate, trying to find an answer.

"I had a thought-" Connor gazed at Hank's face "If I can't protect Hank, If I can't protect you, then I don't care about what happens to the mission. I knewthings were changing inside of me, but no matter how much I diagnose it, I can't understand this feeling..."

Red and blue lights grew stronger as every second passed, a blaring siren echoing against the cement.

"I feel like every code inside me is being rewritten to something more than ones and zeros. The only thing I know is that I..."

Connor closed his eyes, letting the rain wash over them.

He hugged Hank tight.

"I don't want to be replaced."