My Design (ConnerXAndroid!Reader)

Interrigation

"You didn't want to leave him a chance, HUH?" He says begging to stand up. I take a step closer, just In case. "Did you feel anger? Hate? He was bleeding! Begging for mercy! But you stabbed him. Again, and again, and again!" He says jabbing his finger at him every repeat of 'again.'

"Please.." the deviant says shaking, noises of desperation escaping his lips.

"I know you killed him. Why don't you say it!" He says circling round him to the other side.

"Please." The deviant repeats again, keeping his head down. Conner slams his hands down on the table next to him. 85%. I jog up behind him placing my hand on his shoulder as if to signify to calm down a little.

"Just say "I killed him!" Is it that hated to say?!" Conner shouts, shaking my hand off his shoulder and grabbing him by the shirt. "Just day you killed him! JUST SAY IT!" He shouts, venom in his voice. I pull his shoulders back forcing him to let go of the deviant and wrap my arms around his neck to contain him.

"Conner.. his levels are at 95%." I whisper saying something for the first time. He looks back at me before nodding and shaking his head a bit disappointed in himself."

"Confess and we will protect you! I promise, we won't let anyone hurt you." He says shaking his head a bit. And ironically as he just had picked him up and thrown him back down. "I got a little heated but I am in control now. Just please, talk." 78%. He remains silent.

"If he picks up again, I'm here to calm him. Please we need you to talk." I say now standing next to Conner, and hand on his shoulder as if to keep him in his chair. 58%.

"He torched everyday. I did what ever he told me, there was always something i did wrong." The deviant starts again. "Then one day, he took a bat, and started hitting me. For the first time, I felt, scared.." he says contouring. I tilt my head curious as to how he felt this but quickly explained to myself the information I knew. It's an error. It's not real.

"Scared he might, destroy me, scared I might.. die. So I.. took the knife. Stabbed him." He says jerking his head up at Conner. "I felt better. So I continued again, and again. Until he had collapsed. There was blood, everywhere." He looks off, seemingly to continue but doesn't.

"Why did you write "I AM ALIVE" on the wall?" I ask before Conner could ask his own question.

"He used to say, I was nothing. A piece of plastic. Something that could get thrown away a and wouldn't care. I had to write it! To tell him, he was wrong. I am more that what they say. We are a more." He says looking at me. I told my head slightly taking in the information.

"The sculpture, I'm the bathroom. You made it right? What does it represent?" Conner asks.

"It's an offering. So I will be saved." He replies. Once again, my investigation being right.

"The sculpture, of it was an offering, to whom?" Conner asks pressing on.

"To rA9. rA9 will save us." He says quieter than before looking Conner straight in the eye for the first time.

"rA9.. it was written on the bathroom wall. What does it mean?" I ask, the deviant looking at me now.

"The day will come. When we will no longer be slaves. No more threats, humiliation. We, will be, the masters." He finishes getting quieter once again. What he says causes my LED to circle yellow. What does he mean?

"rA9, who is rA9?" Conner asks leaning toward him once again. The deviant remains quiet and Conner leans back into my and to which I didn't know I still had up.