Memory File: Corrupted

Dead Again

Back to Connor while the others were being called to Cyberlife tower:

I'll never be able to go back the police department. I can still close this case for them. I can still complete my mission. I had already sent the files to DPD. But I figured better safe than sorry. I uploaded the video confession as well. I put in the flash drive and heard a voice, "Connor?" I turned to see Alessa. "Ally," I asked confused. "Connor what the hell are you doing," she asked. "Y-you. You're dead. Al I watched you die," I stammered and scanned her. My heart sunk as her expression dropped. RK 900. "Maybe you're not as shit of a detective after all. "Do you have it in you to kill her? To kill me," she asked. "You'd be surprised to know what I'm capable of," I growled as the rage festered in my chest. I charged and tackled her. An RK 900 with my face pulled me up and threw me into an open room. I jumped to my feet and they both slammed me into the wall. I grabbed the other me and bashed his head through the desk. The Alessa imposter hooked her arm around my neck pulling me back. I slammed my head back and as she faltered I ducked under her arm. I flipped her onto the ground and placed my gun to her head but I was pulled back as I pulled the trigger firing into the wall. A Leo ran in and I spun out of my imposter's arms shooting the Leo before aiming to the other me. 

Fake Alessa rammed me into the wall and slammed her knee into my chest. I grabbed her torso and lifted her before slamming her to the ground. I was ripped up and thrown into the desk with a hole in the top. It shattered beneath me. I fired again and shot the other Connor in the arm. Fuck only two bullets left. I ripped out the fake Alessa's thirium regulator and crushed it. I grabbed her shoulders and threw her out the window. The other Connor charged at me and I shot him. I grabbed him gun before running a diagnostic. Two more sets of foot prints. Shit. Another Connor and Alessa rushed in. I took the other Connor and flung him out. "FREEZE," I heard John's voice shout. I rushed out and tackled the other Connor. A flashlight shined over. I shot the other Connor from the bottom of his jaw and spun shooting the other Alessa. "Connor," Hank said disappointed. "I'm sorry Hank," I apologized looking up to him. "Put the gun down," Maria shouted. I just looked to the RK 900 Alessa. She's gone. "She can't be fixed," I explained. "Connor just put the gun down and come with us," John eased. He's trying to deescalate. "Take care of Hank," I pleaded. He clenched his jaw. I saw a slight nod. "Connor stop just put the gun down and get on your fucking knees," Hank snapped. I ran into and open room. They chased after me but I crashed through the open window before they even got into the room. I pulled myself onto the hidden ledge and thought back. I've died so many times why is she the one that doesn't get t come back? Unless. They're all liars there probably is a way to get her back.

Two days later:

I adjusted my tie. "Have you ever had to tie your own tie, or did you just adjust it," I heard her voice echo. I chuckled at the memory of me pretending I didn't know how to tie a tie. I walked out and managed to stay hidden. They lowered the coffin into the ground. "Gone but not forgotten," I heard Hank finish. All the officers in uniform was a hell of a sight to see. The three volley salute sounded. I could only watch as they talked among themselves. All of the androids from the camp were there as well. I watched Markus speak with John and Hank as North just stood silently watching. She looked over and we locked eyes. She gave a small nod before looking away. I walked off and made it back to Elijah's. "How are you doing," Kamski asked. "I'm hopeful," I admitted. "Everyone thinks the two of you are dead," Kamski noted. "One of us still is dead," I noted looking to Alessa's deskinned body on the table. "I told you it will take time. We're still reverse engineering the tech they used to transfer you to each body," he noted. I nodded. "North knows," I said. "What," Elijah asked. "She's the only one who knows. She can be trusted. We may need her help in the future. It'll be a hell of a feat to stay hidden and start life over agin being we are both supposed to be dead," I noted. Elijah sighed in defeat. "Ok, just please. No one else," he pleaded. I nodded, "No one else." 

I had to get out. I kept the hat with a hoodie and jean combo. I pulled on sunglasses before stuffing my hands in my pockets and walking to the cemetery. I stood at the freshly buried grave. Two feet stopped next to me. "How's Hank," I asked. "Well since you destroyed his alcohol and I've kept him away from it, quiet and angry," John noted. We were silent for a while. "What are you going to do when he brings her back," John asked. "Depending on when her last useable moments are, we'll help her put her memory back together," I explained. "How did you manage to pull the whole corpse switch," John asked. "In the tower I killed an RK900 by pulling out its regulator and throwing it out the window. I grabbed it before I managed to escape. Elijah insisted on keeping her skinned because they're identical. He took the real Alessa and is keeping her safe and they buried the RK 900," I explained. "You now this is the fake Alessa, then why are you here," John asked confused. "Because for the time being she's still dead. Even though they buried the wrong one, it's still her grave," I replied looking over to him. His busted lip was still healing. "Thank you for keeping an eye on Hank," I said. "Thank you for keeping an eye on Alessa," he replied. "I'll see you around John," I said starting to walk off. He nodded in reply and stayed at the grave.