Over our Heads {Connor x Reader (DBH)}

🌺~20~🌺 DEVIANT

"Voice recognition validated. Access authorized." I note the guards voice, preparing to use it once I figure out way to get rid of them. I look around, noticing the camera, and the guards guns. My first course of action is hacking the camera before mapping out the best route to eliminate the guards. I'm successful. I put my hand in the elevator panel. "Please indicate your identity and destination." I use the guards voice to guarantee execution. "Agent 54. Level -49."

"Voice recognition validated. Access authorized." Perfect. I don't allow myself to believe in this small triumph, not yet. I made a promise, and I intend to keep it. It's all about being cautious now. I head down the isle, deciding on another Android to try an awaken. I've barely gripped their arm when a disturbance catches my attention to my right. "Easy, fucking piece of shit!.." I look over to see myself. Holding (Y/n) at gun point, gripping tightly to her upper arm as she limply holds her bleeding head.

"Step back, Connor! And I'll spare her." The other me shouts. Panic. That's what I feel. Sheer panic. Fear for her safety. "I'm sorry, Conor. He got the drop on me." I look over her angry face, hiding what I know would be fear. "It's okay. You'll be okay." I reassure. "Your friend's life is in your hands. Now it's time to decide what matters most! Her?" He cocks the guns. "Or the revolution." She more then just me friend, she's...everything. I can't let him do anything.

{Y/n P.O.V.}

"Don't listen to him! Everything this fucker says is a lie! Do what you need to do!" I hiss. I'm trying to keep up a facade. I'm a trained cop, I can't be afraid of this little gun. At least, I can't show it. "If I surrender, how do I know you won't kill her?" My Connor asks bitterly. "I'll only do what is strictly necessary to accomplish my mission. It's up to you whether or not that includes killing this human." God my head hurts so bad. Them yelling at each other is making it worse.

"Just shut the fuck up, you bastard." I growl. "I used to be just like you. I thought nothing mattered except the mission. But then one day I understood. She helped me understand." Connor says cautiously.

"You can understand too, you can be free." I add. The fake looks at me harshly for a moment before return his gaze to Connor. "Very moving, Connor. But I'm not a deviant. I'm a machine designed to accomplish a task, and that's exactly what I am going to do! Enough talk! It's time to decide who you really are. Are you gonna save your partner's life? Or are you going to sacrifice her?"

[Connor P.O.V.]

I can't...I don't...She wants us to win..but I...

>SAVE (Y/n)<

"Alright, alright! You win." I say, quickly dropping the androids arm, and moving away. I look between the other me, the androids, and (Y/n). With the need to protect her, I rush the other me. He shoots as I tackle him, missing wildly. The gun flies away as we grapple on the ground. I see (Y/n) has grabbed gun, using her good hand to point it at us. "Hold it!" Her face is screwed up in frustration.

"Thanks, (Y/n). I don't know how I'd have managed without you. Get rid of him, we have no time to lose." The other me says as we separate. "It's me, (Y/n)! I'm the real Connor." I say desperately. Please, no.

"One of you is the dumbass I fell for... The other is a sack of shit. Question is, who is who?" Her eyes continuously flick between us. "What are you doing, (Y/n)? I'm the real Connor. Give me the gun and I'll take care of him!" The other me tries to walk towards her, but she holds the gun out further to stop him. "Why don't you ask us something?Something only the real Connor would know." I suggest. Please, (Y/n), it's me.

"Uh, where did we first meet?" She asks uncertainly. Before I can answer. The other speaks. "Jimmy's bar! I checked four other bars before I found you. We went to the scene of a homicide. The victim's name was Carlos Ortiz." He uploaded my memory... I can't let him win. What would happen to me? To the revolution? To Hank? (Y/n)?